Summary: finn asks Rachel out on a date and it doesn't go to well
“Quinn, be honest, have I in any way been leading Finn on?” Quinn turned away and pretended to be suddenly interested in Rachel's calculus text book. The last thing she wanted to do now was make things worse. But Rachel would not let her get away with anything, she grasped the book from Quinn's hands and glared at her.
“I don’t know Rachel, guys get different ideas from different things. I mean, you didn’t jump into his lap and yell, kiss me studly, that’s for sure, but guys, they get weird ideas.”
“You bet it’s weird. I mean, me and Finn?! Could you even imagine it?” Rachel looked at her fingernails and realized every one was chewed down to her finger. Just great she thought, she had lost one of her best friends and her fingernails in one day.
“No, never.” replied Quinn, carefully hiding the smirk on her face from Rachel. She generally felt bad for Rachel but when she had come in that afternoon and announced that Finn Hudson asked her out, Quinn had almost expected a huge grin to appear on her face and that Rachel would finally admit she was just in love with Finn as he was with her.
“Did you see this coming?”
“No” lied Quinn. She had seen the way Finn, a mutual friend, would always sit by Rachel, offer to get anything she wanted when they went out to movies or restaurants as a group and to be brutally honest she and Blaine had a secret wager on when they two happy kids would get together.
“I just, we’ve always been such good friends. And they way he looked at me…”Rachel was suddenly very quiet. It was too painful to even think about. Finn had joked about them going out on a date together before but she had never dreamed he was anywhere near serious. But that afternoon they had been walking back from a class together when Finn had stopped to ask her if she would go out with him that Friday. At first she replied that they would probably all do something together like usual, then he stammered back that he wanted it to be just the two of them. She had just starred at him, like a deer stuck in the headlights before muttering, ‘I… I … Finn, we’re just friends.’ He had looked so crushed, but then he looked up at her and said, ‘I don’t want to be your friend’ and she could still see the hope in his eyes, a hope she could not encourage. ‘Well, it’s that or nothing.’ Rachel silently berated herself for the 7th time that day for saying that, because Finn had just nodded his head and walked away.
“Rach… come on, I can tell your moping, this is no good. You’re supposed to at least date the guy first before you mope. Come on, I’m dragging you out of here and we are going to have some fun.”
~Meanwhile, in the apartment downstairs~
“Woah Finn, you look like hell.” commented Puck. Blaine couldn’t help but cringe at Puck's forwardness but he was none-the-less glad that Puck brought it up. He had been curious about why Finn was lying on the sofa, staring at the TV screen that wasn’t on and listening to Counting Crows blaring from his stereo in his bedroom.
Finn barely looked up at Puck when he replied. He might as well tell them, there was no way they would not all find out from Quinn later on anyhow. “I asked out Rachel.”
“Oh?” asked Blaine, suddenly perking up… he had dibs on this month and that meant Quinn owed him $20. But was that just if they actually went out? They had never been completely clear on the wager, they just had both supposed Finn would ask and Rachel would have an epiphany and date the guy. This certainly was a monkey wrench. Oh well, he and Quinn could talk about it later.
“You asked her out? Hmm… that took guts. I always assumed you’d just end up in bed together someday.”
Finn glared at Puck…. “I think you have us confused with you and Quinn.” retorted Finn.
