Rachels POV
By now everyone had arrived and it was time to get the party started. After a couple rounds of Karoke of Songbird by Santana, Faithfully by Finn and I and Artrie and Brittney singing my cup, we decided to do shots. I let Puck break in to the alchol because it was that or he would break my wicked CD, which I would not allow. Santana decided to go first 'slept with finn' she said snarkley to me. Her and I each took drowned a shot. Finn shot her a death glare. Quinn went up next 'slept with puck' she, santanna and britney each drowned one. I went next 'sang on a broadway stage', I said looking over to Kurt who also drowned one. Finn decided to go next 'moving to new york with the love of there life', I thought to my self that what he said was so sweet. Finn and I each drowned a shot and then leaned over and started making out knocking over all the drinks. "No, me guesta" Santana screamed (A/N i don't speak any spanish so i apoligize for miss spelling it).
"Sorry guys" Finn and I say together. They all just laugh since they know how clingy I am when I am drunk. The night continues with a lot of making out espicaially from Santana and Britney and Finn and I. Finn and I decide to take it to my room where we stay until the next morning waking up with a big headache.
A/N sorry its so bad I dont have that many ideas so pls comment some should there be a Finchel pregnacy should there be a Finchel wedding?
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Finchel Future
FanfictionWhat would happen if Finn decided not to leave Rachel at the train station? Will they move to Ny and live out there life or will there be an obstacle in the way that they don't see coming? Please give it a shot and keep on reading. Enjoy.
