glee love

Chapter 22

Finns POV:

I wake up at 6am, probably because I am so excited.

I could hardly sleep last night, since I was busy thinking about my plans for today.

I look next to me, and see that Rachel is fast asleep.

I kiss her forehead gently, and get out of bed.

I text Louis.

'Thought of a plan last night. Sorry if it sucks. First, at 11, in Central Park, I bring her, and I will make sure she is wearing a pretty dress. Then you guys would already be there, and maybe you can serenade her? Then I think I will sing a song after. Then I'll take her out for lunch. What do you think?'

I put my phone on the bedside table, and slide off my shirt.

I look in my suitcase and pick out a nice white fancy shirt, find clean boxers.

I slide the shirt on, and take off my boxers in order to put on the clean ones.

I look in the closet where I hung up our fancy clothes.

I put on my black suit, and look at my watch, seeing that it is only 6:30.

I decide to let Rachel sleep a little longer.

I write a note for Rachel, and stick it on her forehead.

'Hey babe. Went out for a bit. Busy day ahead of you. Please put on your blue dress. I'll be back soon. Xx love you. -Finn'

I step out of the hotel room, and search on my phone for the closest flower shops.

I need this day to be romantic, so of course, I need to get her a bouquet of flowers.

I find that there is a shop less than a mile away, so I choose to walk.

I walk outside of the hotel, and see that it is in fact warm outside.

I smile, and speed walk in the direction my phone is leading me.

I pass by couples holding hands, which warms my heart.

I then see a girl, who looks about 13, sitting alone on the sidewalk.

"You ok?" I ask her.

She looks up, and I gasp. She has a black eye, and looks like she has been crying.

"Yeah. I'm- I'm fine." She stutters.

"Do you have a family?" I ask, to which she shakes her head.

I can't help but feel bad for her.

I then get an idea. "Ok, I'm not gonna bother you with any more questions, but do you like One Direction?"

She smiles, "yeah."

I laugh, "would you like to meet them?"

Her face lightens up, and I swear, her bruise starts to fade.

"Are you serious? How?" She stands up and looks at me.

She is kind of short, but she is gorgeous. Well, nothing compared to Rachel.

"I know them. It's a long story... Anyways, why don't you walk with me? I'm going to pick up flowers for my wife."

She looks down, and I'm pretty sure I hear her whisper, "I wish my dad did that for my mom."

I stop walking and bend down to look at her.

"I want you to be honest with me. Ok?"

She nods, biting her lip.