glee love

Chapter 45

Finn's POV:

I knock on the door, and then take a step back. Taking a deep breath, I repeat my short speech in my head.

"Finn? What are you doing here?" I look down to see my gorgeous wife right in front of me. 

My mouth becomes dry, and suddenly I'm extremely nervous. I shouldn't be though, considering she's already my wife. But there's something about asking people to prom that's nervewracking. Especially since Rachel despises the idea of prom. 

"So, rumor has it that the prom theme is princesses. Right?" I ask, and she bites her lip while nodding.

 "Well, I mean what's a prince without his princess? Rachel, I'm nobody without you. You're my princess that makes me a better person. The same way all princesses do to their princes. And you're better than a princess. And I realize I'm rambling but that's just because I'm insanely nervous and way too in love with you." I take a second to breath, then continue. "So, Rachel Berry, will you be my princess to prom?"

She covers her mouth, and doesn't speak. 

"I mean, you're my princess every day. But like, will you come to prom with me?"

Her arms wrap around my shoulder, and I hold her body close to mine. 

"So that's a yes?" I ask, and she breaks the hug. 

She takes a step back, and looks at me seriously. "I already have our outfit figured out, and I can't decide between two duets that we can sing."

I laugh and shake my head, knowing that I shouldn't be surprised that she's so prepared. 

"What are you waiting for? Come in!" She pulls my arm, and I follow her to her room.

"Hey LeRoy." I say as Rachel pulls me.

He laughs and waves to me.

I close the door to her room, and sit on her bed. I admire her body as she pulls the sheet music from her desk. She looks over, catching me stare. She bites down on her lip, and her face turns a light shade of pink.

I smile at her, pulling her by the waist and onto the bed. I'm gentle though, so I don't hurt her or the baby. 

Once she sits down, I kiss her stomach, whisper to the baby.

"You're mine, baby. And I promise to do everything I can to protect you." I look up to see if Rachel heard what I said, but she's busy looking at the sheet music.

I take the music from her, placing it on her bedside table. 

"I get to go to prom with my two favorite people." I say as I lean my head in. I feel my lips touch hers, but that's cut short when she pushes me away. 

"Your two favorite people? Who's the other person?" Her voice rises which makes me realize how offended she is.

"You, and our baby." I whisper, looking down. She doesn't respond, staying quiet.

The corners of her mouth raise, and she bites her bottom lip again.

Shit. She knows I can't hold back.

I pull her face towards mine, and crash my lips onto hers.

"I love you," I whisper. 

"I love you more." She whispers, and I take that chance to slip my tongue between her lips. Our tongues fight for dominance, and I find myself pushing her onto her bed.

"M-my parents are downstairs." She whispers, and I pull back.

"Then I guess we'll just have to be quiet." I whisper, already out of breath.

I pull at the hem of her pants, pulling them down along with her underwear. I'm already hard, just from the sight of her body.

I hear footsteps on the stairs, and I know Rachel hears them too. I get up quickly, leaving her to pull her pants back on.

"Rachel, can I come in?" I hear Hiram ask, knocking the door quiet loudly.

"Y-yeah." She stutters, still a little flushed from our previous actions.

"Wow it smells like sex in here." He smirks, and I can feel my face heat up.

"W-what. No we didn't d-do anything." I say, and Rachel is standing up while looking at the ground.

"I'm kidding." He laughs, and I force a smile. 

"I'm heading out with LeRoy. Call if you need anything." He says before closing the door.

Rachel walks over to her bed side table, picking up the music sheets.

"Which song should we do? A love song, or a Disney song?" She asks, showing me both of the sheets.

"Why not a mix of both? Or a medley of a bunch of Disney songs." 

"You're a genius." She smiles, writing notes in her journal. I've never been allowed to look in her journal, but I'm sure it's filled with inspirational quotes and notes about her music.

"I have to head home, Rach. I'll see you tomorrow." I kiss her once before walking out of her room. 

Admiring the inspirational quotes that her family has posted on their walls, I almost trip over a bag. I quickly catch myself, and rush out of her house. I reach my car, and force the door open. My car is old, was my dad's before it was mine. My mom has kept it for a pretty long time, I guess. But it's in pretty good shape for such a beat up car. 

I take my sweatshrt off in the car, throwing it on the seat next to me. 

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"Mom, I'm home!" I yell, with no response. 

Out of the corner of my eye I see a note on the fridge. 

Off the supermarket. Be home at 8. Call if you need anything.

I throw my stuff on the floor next to the door, and grab myself a coke. 

My phone buzzes, and I look at the screen to see a text from an unknown number.

'Hey babe. Miss you ;) ~ N'

I instantly recognize the number, my breathing increases.

'I'm married now. Stay away from me and my family. And please don't text me again.'

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Sorry that it's such a short chapter! And by the way I am in the midst of editing the past chapters. I'm trying to fix up my grammar and spelling. So plz tell me if I've made a mistake.

Okay, love you all so much.

Less than 10 chapters left!!!!!!

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Sarah