fanfic: In The Night, PG [4/?] (Finn/Quinn)
Title: In The Night [4/?]
Author: wanderinghope // ipickquinn
Pairing/Character(s): Finn/Quinn
Rating: PG-13 ish?
Word Count: 1,100
Spoilers: Through Hairography.
Summary: A series of nights at the Hudson household.
AN: So I debated a lot about whether to post this chapter or not, because it’s really angsty and kind of makes me dislike Quinn. I’m still not entirely sure about it, but anything else I tried didn’t feel as right. But I guess it wrote itself this way for a reason, even if it’s unclear to me right now.
Let me know what you think!
Previous chapters:
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3
Quinn, on the other hand, spent her day pondering when she and Finn had shifted from being the socially smart “it” couple, to a real, caring relationship. They had first been introduced when one of the other Cheerios set them up to go to spring formal together. They had had a nice enough time. Sometimes Finn was a little clueless, but he was a gentleman and Quinn liked that about him. They found themselves hanging out in the same popular kids crowd over the summer and it just made sense for them to continue dating. Even at the beginning of the year her relationship with Finn was mostly just her way of securing her popularity at school. But then Finn had joined Glee and she saw the way he looked at that Rachel Berry girl.
As Quinn sat staring off into space during Spanish class, she decided that when she saw how Finn acted around Rachel was the first time she really had feelings for him. She caught her boyfriend’s glance as Mr. Schue lectured on conjugating -IR verbs and smiled at him. His returning grin brought her back to her thoughts. She had seen Finn and Rachel share smiles like multiple times when he first joined the Glee club. She couldn’t bare the thought of someone else having feelings for HER Finn. And it was even more painful to think about Finn returning those feelings. It was the first time she had truly felt jealous. She was used to people being jealous of her, with her popularity it was inevitable, so those feelings had totally caught her off guard.
In her jealous rage she had stupidly gotten drunk on wine coolers and slept with Noah Puckerman at a party that Finn hadn’t been at. He had made some lame excuse about needing to get up early for a Glee thing so he couldn’t go with her. Quinn scoffed at the idea of Glee on the weekends, but it didn’t change the fact that Finn wasn’t going to the party. Both she and Puck were angry that they were losing Finn to Glee club. Quinn was drunk, so she was already thinking irrationally, but talking with Puck about how they weren’t good enough to hold Finn’s attention anymore these days had done it for her. She felt ugly, fat, and inadequate as a girlfriend if Finn could just turn his back on her and choose Rachel Berry over her. The way Puck was looking at her that night made her feel better about herself, so when he started kissing her she didn’t say no. And when he went further she still didn’t say no. After they had sex and Quinn realized what she had done she yelled some spectacular curse-word combinations at Puck. She made him promise to never mention it again and told him that it was a huge mistake. The next week at school she didn’t know what to do. But after seeing Finn perform “Push It” with Rachel, her path was clear. The next day she auditioned for Glee, needing to win her boyfriend back. It hurt for her to think about the mistakes she had made, but ever since she had joined Glee she had been trying to redeem herself.
When she was late on her period that month she didn’t really think much of it. She knew that athletes sometimes had irregularities, and Coach Sylvester had been working them pretty hard at Cheerios lately. Plus, she had tried to erase the tryst with Puck from her mind completely so she didn’t connect the two events until she was over a week late. She prayed and prayed and prayed that she wasn’t pregnant but despite her incessant pleas to God, the little line on the home pregnancy test turned pink. She debated for a full week about what she should do. Abortion was against her beliefs, but she really didn’t want to be a teenage mother. Then there was the problem regarding the baby’s father. She had only ever had sex once … with Puck. Who was not her boyfriend, nor was he boyfriend material. He was a screw-up and a womanizer. He was probably the worst person she could think of to have a baby with. Getting pregnant by Puck was not a good way to redeem herself to her boyfriend. She thought sadly of how the baby was not Finn’s. He was sweet and caring; he would make a good father someday. Then the thought occurred to her: tell Finn he is the father.
The weeks following, she felt it was the first time she was seeing the real Finn. She actually enjoyed being around him. He was still clueless as ever but she started to see it as strangely endearing. She had been so grateful for Finn when they went to her 10-week ultrasound. She was glad to have his hand to hold. With Finn smiling down at her she started to believe everything would actually be okay. And even though she was annoyed that he wanted to name the baby “Drizzle”, the fact that he cared that much made her think she was actually starting to fall for him.
When it got out around school that she was pregnant, thanks to that freaky jewfro kid with the gossip blog, Finn just held her as she cried. As their popularity quickly plummeted and they were greeted daily by slushie facials she knew that her relationship with Finn had definitely advanced past the “it” couple stage. She knew by then that she was falling for him.
All of her other friendships, even with the other Cheerios, were based on superficial things such as popularity and money. But for the first time, with Finn, she felt that there was something genuine between them. As she found herself falling in love with her boyfriend, (what a foreign concept she would think to herself sarcastically) she couldn’t deny the guilt she felt because the baby wasn’t his.
So all day, Quinn drifted along torn between horrible guilt of leading on the boy that she quite possibly loved and happiness because last night she felt like for the first time, Finn actually returned those feelings.
Author: wanderinghope // ipickquinn
Pairing/Character(s): Finn/Quinn
Rating: PG-13 ish?
Word Count: 1,100
Spoilers: Through Hairography.
Summary: A series of nights at the Hudson household.
AN: So I debated a lot about whether to post this chapter or not, because it’s really angsty and kind of makes me dislike Quinn. I’m still not entirely sure about it, but anything else I tried didn’t feel as right. But I guess it wrote itself this way for a reason, even if it’s unclear to me right now.
Let me know what you think!
Previous chapters:
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3
Quinn, on the other hand, spent her day pondering when she and Finn had shifted from being the socially smart “it” couple, to a real, caring relationship. They had first been introduced when one of the other Cheerios set them up to go to spring formal together. They had had a nice enough time. Sometimes Finn was a little clueless, but he was a gentleman and Quinn liked that about him. They found themselves hanging out in the same popular kids crowd over the summer and it just made sense for them to continue dating. Even at the beginning of the year her relationship with Finn was mostly just her way of securing her popularity at school. But then Finn had joined Glee and she saw the way he looked at that Rachel Berry girl.
As Quinn sat staring off into space during Spanish class, she decided that when she saw how Finn acted around Rachel was the first time she really had feelings for him. She caught her boyfriend’s glance as Mr. Schue lectured on conjugating -IR verbs and smiled at him. His returning grin brought her back to her thoughts. She had seen Finn and Rachel share smiles like multiple times when he first joined the Glee club. She couldn’t bare the thought of someone else having feelings for HER Finn. And it was even more painful to think about Finn returning those feelings. It was the first time she had truly felt jealous. She was used to people being jealous of her, with her popularity it was inevitable, so those feelings had totally caught her off guard.
In her jealous rage she had stupidly gotten drunk on wine coolers and slept with Noah Puckerman at a party that Finn hadn’t been at. He had made some lame excuse about needing to get up early for a Glee thing so he couldn’t go with her. Quinn scoffed at the idea of Glee on the weekends, but it didn’t change the fact that Finn wasn’t going to the party. Both she and Puck were angry that they were losing Finn to Glee club. Quinn was drunk, so she was already thinking irrationally, but talking with Puck about how they weren’t good enough to hold Finn’s attention anymore these days had done it for her. She felt ugly, fat, and inadequate as a girlfriend if Finn could just turn his back on her and choose Rachel Berry over her. The way Puck was looking at her that night made her feel better about herself, so when he started kissing her she didn’t say no. And when he went further she still didn’t say no. After they had sex and Quinn realized what she had done she yelled some spectacular curse-word combinations at Puck. She made him promise to never mention it again and told him that it was a huge mistake. The next week at school she didn’t know what to do. But after seeing Finn perform “Push It” with Rachel, her path was clear. The next day she auditioned for Glee, needing to win her boyfriend back. It hurt for her to think about the mistakes she had made, but ever since she had joined Glee she had been trying to redeem herself.
When she was late on her period that month she didn’t really think much of it. She knew that athletes sometimes had irregularities, and Coach Sylvester had been working them pretty hard at Cheerios lately. Plus, she had tried to erase the tryst with Puck from her mind completely so she didn’t connect the two events until she was over a week late. She prayed and prayed and prayed that she wasn’t pregnant but despite her incessant pleas to God, the little line on the home pregnancy test turned pink. She debated for a full week about what she should do. Abortion was against her beliefs, but she really didn’t want to be a teenage mother. Then there was the problem regarding the baby’s father. She had only ever had sex once … with Puck. Who was not her boyfriend, nor was he boyfriend material. He was a screw-up and a womanizer. He was probably the worst person she could think of to have a baby with. Getting pregnant by Puck was not a good way to redeem herself to her boyfriend. She thought sadly of how the baby was not Finn’s. He was sweet and caring; he would make a good father someday. Then the thought occurred to her: tell Finn he is the father.
The weeks following, she felt it was the first time she was seeing the real Finn. She actually enjoyed being around him. He was still clueless as ever but she started to see it as strangely endearing. She had been so grateful for Finn when they went to her 10-week ultrasound. She was glad to have his hand to hold. With Finn smiling down at her she started to believe everything would actually be okay. And even though she was annoyed that he wanted to name the baby “Drizzle”, the fact that he cared that much made her think she was actually starting to fall for him.
When it got out around school that she was pregnant, thanks to that freaky jewfro kid with the gossip blog, Finn just held her as she cried. As their popularity quickly plummeted and they were greeted daily by slushie facials she knew that her relationship with Finn had definitely advanced past the “it” couple stage. She knew by then that she was falling for him.
All of her other friendships, even with the other Cheerios, were based on superficial things such as popularity and money. But for the first time, with Finn, she felt that there was something genuine between them. As she found herself falling in love with her boyfriend, (what a foreign concept she would think to herself sarcastically) she couldn’t deny the guilt she felt because the baby wasn’t his.
So all day, Quinn drifted along torn between horrible guilt of leading on the boy that she quite possibly loved and happiness because last night she felt like for the first time, Finn actually returned those feelings.