The driver

Chapter 4: Thoughts

Rachel Literally couldn't stop smiling, but it wasn't from lack of trying. It wasn't as if anything happened, or was going to happen. Besides, she wasn't the type of girl to chase after movie stars like some kind of desperate groupie nutjob. Still, she had just spent two hours in the back of Finn Hudson's limo, talking like she'd known him for years. And if he was a middle school teacher or a travel agent she had no doubt in her mind that she'd still feel like ravaging his body like it was the last thing she'd ever do.

"Thanks for hanging out with me Rachel, you're really cool," Finn said as Rachel parked in front of his penthouse.

"It was a pleasure, really. Besides I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to gloating, my roommate's totally in love with you," she joked.

"Oh yeah, what's her name?"

"Kurt," Rachel said matter-of-factly.

"Oh," Finn said knitting his brow. Rachel smiled and climbed out of the car.

"I was just kidding about the gloating," She said. "Tonight will stay between you and me, I promise," she said as she opened the door for him.

"No worries, I trust you," he said. "So…"

"So?" she said. Without realizing it she began to twirl her hair.

"Goodnight Rachel," he said extending his hand.

"Goodnight Mr. Hu— I mean Finn," she said removing her fingers from her hair and shaking his hand. He turned around and began to walk towards his front door. Rachel shrugged and started around the car.

"Hey Rachel?" Finn called. She looked back up at him hopefully.

"Yes?"

"Do you have any plans Thursday?"

Oh my god is he asking me out? She thought, "Um, n-no, no plans," she stammered.

"I'm doing Good Day LA, maybe you wouldn't mind driving me again? I can have Tina call the service."

"Sure," she said, "anytime," It wasn't a date, but he wanted to see her again, which for the time being was enough.

"Tell me everything" Kurt said as Rachel entered the apartment.

"Kurt it's almost four in the morning, what are you doing up?"

"That's right, it's four, you were supposed to be back by two, what happened?"

"Nothing, he and his entourage wanted to go to this after-after party at Jay-Z's so I figured I could use the overtime, no big deal," she lied.

"Oh my god did you get to talk to him, is he just as gorgeous in person?"

"Kurt how is it that you meet celebrities every day at your job and still act like some star struck basket case over Finn?"

"Finn? So are you like on a first name basis now?" Kurt Pried.

"No," she lied again.

"Come on, I literally have not slept, you have to give me something"

"He was very nice, the perfect gentleman," Rachel said coolly.

"I knew it. I hate to say I told you so…"

"Then don't. I'm going to bed, sweet dreams Kurt," she said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Don't think I'm not going to grill you more when you wake up," Kurt said.

"I'm prepared," Rachel said disappearing into her room. That night Kurt wasn't going to be the only one dreaming of Finn.

Finn rubbed his eyes groggily before glancing at his clock, it was nearly noon. He couldn't have been happier to be between movies, the extra sleep was definitely necessary after the night before. Part of him always knew that Quinn wasn't forever, but he had gotten so comfortable with her. It was lonely in the spotlight and just having someone to talk to and be with was nice. Sure he could find someone else, but if every girl was just going to use him to boost her image then what was the point? But as bad as the breakup had been, the night could have been a lot worse. He wasn't sure how he'd gone from getting brutally dumped to having a jam session in the back of his limo with his cute driver, but he had to admit that it was kind of nice, better than nice. He had never met someone so talented before, and as hard as he tried he couldn't get her voice out of his head. Even Quinn didn't invade his thoughts that much.

Just as he wondered whether to get out of bed or enjoy what was left of the morning his phone rang. He checked the caller ID, it was his agent, Will. Before making it in show business he'd heard nothing but bad things about agents, but Will was pretty cool. He didn't know how he would have made it his first couple of years without him.

"Hey Will," Finn said picking up his phone.

"So he is alive," Will said. "I've been calling and calling what happened to you?"

"Quinn dumped me," Finn said.

"I'm sorry to hear that Finn, are you okay?"

"I'm surviving, I probably should have seen it coming but I guess I got a little too into the fantasy."

"It happens man, but I do have some good news. You know that Coen Bros. movie you screen tested for?"

"Oh yeah, the one with the script I didn't understand until you told me that the buried treasure was a metaphor for the guy's dead wife or something."

"Yeah, that one. Well, it's not official yet but I think you may have landed this one. Expect a call from the exec producer today."

"Are you serious?"

"Congratulations Finn, you're finally being taken seriously as an actor."

"That's awesome!" Finn exclaimed. "Wait, people don't take me seriously?"

"Look I have to go, Emma wants me to go look at some changing tables with her" Will said, changing the subject. "I guess none of the 40 we looked at the other day made the grade."

"Wait, before you go, can I ask you a question?"

"Shoot,"

"Do you work with anyone in the music industry, like agents or producers?"

"Not personally, why? Are you pulling a J-Lo on me?"

"No, it's not for me," Finn said. "There's this girl, my driver actually. She's an amazing singer, she's like an angel crossed with a Spice Girl."

"Sounds like someone has a crush," Will said. "Is she cute?"

"Well, yeah, really cute actually. But it's not like that," he insisted. "I just want to help her, she should be playing packed shows not driving me around."

"This is good Finn, helping other people is a great way to get your mind off of Quinn," Will said. "I'll see what I can do, but I won't make any promises. So don't go jumping the gun and telling this girl that's she's going to be famous."

"I wouldn't do that, I know how much it sucks getting your hopes up over nothing," he said sadly. "Thanks for helping me out man. Good luck with the baby table thing."

"I'm going to need it," Will sighed. "Talk to you later."

"Later," Finn said shutting his phone.

Yay for quick updates! And yes, I promise that some Finn/Rachel lovin' is on the way. You just have to bear with me for a couple of chapters, build-up is key.