Chapter 1

Finn Hudson had everything at the age of 28 years old. The ownership of Burt's tire shop business, which became very successful, spreading different lines throughout the country. The amazingly beautiful penthouse on the Upper East Side with the amazing view. The awesome parties that he attended at various clubs throughout New York City, with his two main men at his side, Sam Evans and Noah Puckerman, "Puck". Last but not least, Finn treasured his good looks. He was often hit on by young women in bars. Once he was even considered one of New York City's most eligible bachelors, which he used to his advantage. He loved the many chains on one night stands he had when he had gotten completely wasted every now and then at the local club or bar.

So, when Finn Hudson woke up early Monday morning, he wasn't surprised when his room smelled like whiskey and vodka and that there was an unfamiliar blonde girl sleeping on the side of him in his bed. He also wasn't surprised when he was wearing nothing but boxers.

Throwing on a pair of pajama shorts, Finn quickly tiptoed out of his room to avoid making contact with the girl if she were to wake up any time soon. Going to the bathroom on the other side of the house, Finn grabbed his phone off the counter of the kitchen and dialed Sam's number.

"Hello." Sam answered, sounding groggy. Which, was reasonable since it was 6:15 in the morning, but to be fair, it was a Monday and they both had work. Since Finn ran the company he worked at, he really didn't have a normal time to go into work, but he liked to go in early each day because it gave him something to do instead of sit home all day. So, since he wasn't going to be getting in early today, he had to find a way to get this girl out of his apartment.

"Hey man, it's me. Look, I really need your help with something." Finn answered, pacing back and forth in the bathroom.

"What's up?" Sam asked.

"Remember how crazy that party was last night? Anyways, I think I stayed a little later than the two of you and I got a little out of hand with the drinking. There's some girl in my bed right now and I have no idea what to do... She's gonna wake up any minute now and I can't be alone with her. It'll be very awkward. Can you please come over so she can rush out? It works on all of the other girls when Puck does it." Finn explained.

"Sorry man. No can do. Quinn needs help with the baby. Last night she got pretty sick and she can't be around her. I wish I could help man. Maybe Puck can." Sam answered back.

"That's okay, man. I understand. Hope Q feels better." he replied.

"Thanks. Talk to you later." Sam said before he hung up.

Calling Puck's phone, it took three rings until he heard another groggy "hello" through the phone.

"Hey, man. Look I've got some blonde chick in my apartment and I want to get her to leave. Can you please come over and make some excuse for me to leave so it's not awkward?" he asked, hoping that Puck would give in unlike Sam.

"Can't. Last night I brought home twins. We're probably gonna keep going when they wake up. I really need to be around for that." Puck answered with pride.

"Okay. Thanks for the details man, really needed them." Finn said in a sarcastic voice.

"Look man, I'll talk to you later. I think they're waking up." Puck whispered right before he hung up.

After that Finn felt hopeless. There was no one else that he could confide in. He was just going to have to face the situation that his drunk self pulled him into. That's when it came to his brain. He knew exactly who to call. He even gave himself a mental slap across the face for not calling them first, since they were as close to each other as siblings would be close to their other siblings and they told each other everything. He just hoped that she would answer.

Hitting her contact, he waited for an answer. When he didn't get one, he hit call again. This time, the phone rang 4 times, until he heard it pick up with light breathing on the other side.

"What?" she answered rude and groggy tone, sounding like she was half asleep.

"Good morning to you too, princess." he mocked.

"Finn, it's 6:30 am and i'm exhausted, I just finished working a long night and I probably only have a few more hours of sleep. Did you call me just to tease me? Because if so, i'm hanging up." she answered.

"No, Rach, don't do that! I need your help. Look, both Sam and Puck already declined so you're my last hope. Please." he answered.

Hearing her sigh, she answered. "Okay, i'm up. What did you do this time?" she asked.

"I need you to come over like right now. I really don't wanna do that much explaining. All you need to know is that there's a blonde in my bed right now and I need help to get her to leave. I don't wanna face her alone. I don't know who she is." he explained, rubbing his forehead.

"What the hell are you asking me to do? Walk in to your apartment and tell the girl 'hey chick, you need to go?'" Rachel asked, with a little bit of anger and disbelief in her voice.

"Well, you could be a little nicer than that, but yeah, pretty much." Finn answered.

"Finn, you woke me up to ask if I can get some girl out of your house?" she asked, sounding frustrated.

"Yes, please don't be mad. Please help me Rach. I would do it for you." he pleaded.

"Finn, i'm on call. My pager could off at any minute. Why can't you just do the normal thing and face her like a gentleman instead of being a coward?" Rachel asked.

"Please." he begged.

"Okay. Fine. I'll be there in 20 or 25, depending on traffic. But you're gonna get it after she's gone." she warned him before hanging up the phone.

"Thank you, Berry." Finn whispered before walking out of the bathroom. Once he got out, he was taken by surprise was standing in the kitchen, wearing one of Finn's button up shirts. It was huge on her but she didn't seem to care. Slowly walking up to her, she looked up from her phone and stared at him. She looked like she was just as nervous as he was, but that may have been due to the fact that he was shirtless with a pair of pajama pants.

"Hello, umm..." Crap, he forgot her name.

"It's Mandy." she said it for him.

"Mandy.. There's food in the pantry, so if you're hungry help yourself. I've got to start getting ready for work." He said, walking past her.

"Okay, thanks." she called to him, before he made his way to the bathroom in his room. Once he got out of the shower, he prayed that she would be gone by the time he stepped back into the kitchen. Once he had brushed his teeth, sculpted his hair in it's normal form, and put on his suit, tie, socks, and shoes, he walked into the kitchen to find Mandy still sitting at the kitchen table eating.

"I made you coffee. I hope you don't mind." she said, standing up nervously.

"Thanks. I really appreciate it." he smiled, not knowing what to do.

"After I finish eating, can I use your shower?" she asked.

"Sure." he replied.

Before she could answer, they both heard a key turn into the front door of the penthouse. Looking at it, Finn felt relieved when the now opened door revealed a short brunette with her hair up in a messy bun, no makeup on, and wearing scrubs and tennis shoes. Once she looked at him, she gave him a look which gave Finn the clue that whatever she was about to do, he would have to go along with it.

"Finn? Baby, I'm home. I want my morning kiss!" she called from the front door, which worked because Mandy couldn't exactly see her from where she was sitting.

Mandy stopped chewing on her cereal once she heard the voice. "Who is that?" she asked, looking concerned.

"Oh, that's no one." Finn replied, pretending to be scared.

Once Rachel walked into the kitchen, she pretended not to see Mandy and walked straight over to Finn. Wrapping her arms around him, she gave him a big hug. "Oh, you would not believe the night I had."

"How about we go talk about it in the bedroom?" Finn asked, pretending to get her away from the blonde.

Once Rachel turned around, her acting really began.

"Who's this?" Rachel asked, with tears in her eyes.

"She's no one, Rach. She had no place to go so I let her spend the night, that's it." he pretended to make up a lie.

"If she just spent the night, then why is she wearing your shirt?" Rachel asked. Her face was bright red and tears were streaming down her face.

"I wanted to give her something comfortable to sleep in. I was being a gentleman." he was becoming amused with this game they were playing.

"He's lying to you." The tall blonde stood up to face the short brunette. "We totally slept together last night. I mean I can't really see why he wouldn't cheat.. Look at you.."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Rachel asked, crossing her arms over her chest, she actually began to feel hurt, the fake tears almost turned real.

"Well, let's be honest, sweetie.. You're not really the looker. I mean, you must make real bucks to be able to keep a guy like him.. Just saying.. Sorry I had to be the one to break the news to you honey.. Hot and ugly don't mix. Hot and hot mix. Maybe that's why your sweetheart here strayed. I guess we can all agree that from this, you learned your lesson." she smirked before she slipped her number into Finn's pocket.

Walking up to the tall woman, Rachel threw her hand back, and placed a hard slap against the woman's right cheek. "That's what you get for calling me ugly." Pulling her arm back again, she placed her hand in a fist and aimed for her left eye. "And, that's what you get for sleeping with my husband."

"Now, you better get the hell out of my house right now. Or else, I will not only be calling the cops. I will be calling animal control. Because all you are Is a stupid mutt in the gutter." Grabbing her by her hair, Rachel threw her out into the hall.

"I will always have three things that you will never have. Dignity, respect, and Finn. Now get the hell away from my home, slut!" Rachel yelled, slamming the door behind her.

Turning back to Finn, who was standing behind her, she wiped away her tears, and began to speak. "I can't believe you woke me up for this.." she said, sitting on the couch, rubbing her forehead.

"I'm so sorry. If I would've known she would've said those things to you.. You know what she said isn't true right?" he asked, sitting next to her.

"It's okay. I'm too tired to even care." she smiled, her eye lids slowly falling and rising.

"That slap and that punch.. Wow, why aren't you an actress?" he asked, smiling down at her.

"Because, I have this thing called a Finn and If I would've become an actress I probably would never see or talk to you. And by the looks of this morning, you need me more than you know." she laughed. "Oh, and tips for next time. Find out my schedule before calling me that early and don't bring random skanks to your house. There.. Simple as that." Rachel instructed him like his mom used to.

"I was drunk off of my ass, Rach.." He began.

"Here's another tip. Finn, you're not getting any younger.. I think it's time for you to start becoming more serious. I mean It was fine when you were my age, but it's not like that anymore. All that drinking and partying, it's not good for you or your body. Maybe you should start looking for the one. You're young, and you're not the ugliest guy in town. I think it'll make you really happy, unlike all of this partying crap with Sam and Puck, which I will be having a serious discussion with the two of them in a little while because they shouldn't of left you alone like that.." she told him.

"You sound like my mom." he replied.

"Finn, i'm being serious. You've already got a head start with the success of your company. Now, start looking for the girl. Don't you want to be happy?" she asked.

"I do. But, i'm just not sure there's a girl out there for me. I mean, look at me. I'm a mess." he frowned.

"If I can sit here and talk to your messy self, I'm pretty any other girl would too. You've just got to find the right one." Rachel smiled, placing her hand on his shoulder. "Besides, you're not a mess. You're New York City's most eligible bachelor." she laughed, using air quotes with her fingers.

"Ha-ha, so funny." Finn replied with sarcasm.

"Look, just consider it okay? You're my best friend in the whole entire world, and it kills me to see you like this. I really want you to be happy." she smiled.

"Okay, I will. I'm gonna head out to work. You can go in my bed if you want. You look exhausted." he said, looking down at her as he got up from the couch.

"If it's okay, can I crash on the couch instead? I don't really think I wanna be sleeping in your bed after you know.. and it'll take too long to get to my apartment. Plus, your place is closer to the hospital if I get called in." she explained.

"Rach, you have keys to my house. You don't have to ask to stay here. This place is basically like your second home. You can stay whenever you want." he smiled, kissing her on the forehead.

"I'll see you later okay?" he said, heading towards the front door.

"Lock the door behind you." she instructed, which he did before he walked out of the front door.

Resting her head on the small pillow, Rachel's head was spinning. Why did this have to be so difficult for her? Why did she have to be head over heels, completely in love with her best friend.