Roommates

48. A Bump In The Road

Previously...
Before anything more can be said, Finn's lips are on mine, pressing hard, and all I can do is surrender myself. Why do I doubt what I have, when what I have is enough?

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A couple weeks later
Thursday

Rachel's POV
I've been back in the dorm for around 8 or 9 weeks now. Classes have been regular, nothing too big has happened recently. I'm still getting the occasional looks and weird stares from people I walk by, but apart from that I'm fine. I'm about 14 weeks pregnant now. I'm still getting sick, of course, but I've also noticed I'm getting more mood swings and I'm constantly taking things out of the fridge because they smell funny. The other day I threw my hairbrush at Finn because he wanted to do a number two in the toilet when I was trying to do my makeup. Tragic, right?

I don't fight with him or anything, it's just sometimes little things he does annoy me. But we get over it. He knows it's just me being my regular dramatic self, just maybe a little bit more.
There are also other emotions affecting me more than just anger; I've had times where my anxiety has been a lot worse and I've had to leave somewhere to calm down. Like the other week I had to leave class to use the toilet because I didn't understand a question and I was afraid our teacher would call on me for the answer. So I left until the lesson was almost over.

I also get overly happy sometimes, and I even get the giggles for long periods of time. I watched a show with Finn on TV and suddenly started smiling and laughing when I thought about how the first time I met him I made him sing with me. He was totally confused and weirded out, but sort of just ignored me until I got over it. Sometimes, I even just get really turned on at random times and end up kissing Finn continuously when he's trying to study. I don't think he really minds, though.

It's 5:30pm and I've been at the dorm since 3:00 after Chemistry class searching up a recipe for tangy tomato pasta for dinner. I hear the door click and Finn walks in. He's been at football practice, but he promised to come back in time to eat dinner with me, since I agreed to cook, which is why I've been researching a recipe.
"Hey beautiful." Finn lays his keys down on the kitchen counter next to me and cuddles me from behind as I stir the pasta on the stove.
"Hey, how was practice?" I ask him.
"Pretty good. Just the usual training." He kisses my neck slowly and I have to step away from the stove before I spill something.
"Finn, stop." I giggle. "I'm trying to cook."
"So?"

The timer goes off at the perfect moment and I shrug away from Finn. "The pasta's ready."
He does his sexy half-smirk which he knows I love. It's adorable. "Fine. Your loss."
I smile and turn away from him to separate the tomato pasta evenly onto two plates for us, and then carry them over to the table. I'm about to sit down on my chair when Finn rushes over.
"I've got it." He grabs the chair and pulls it out for me, and I smile and sit down.
"Such a gentleman."
He takes his own seat across from me and we start to eat.

Finn's POV
"So, how are you feeling?" I ask Rachel. We've been at classes most of the day. Except from our cuddle this morning when we woke up.
"Alright. I've been a bit sick of course, and I've felt on-and-off sad, but I watched Funny Girl and felt fine." She tells me.
"That's good. Well we have the weekend now so I'll take you out somewhere."
"You don't have to do that, Finn. Just being at home with you is fine."
"I know, but I want to treat you. We've had a really good week. You've been happier." We smile at each other. It's true, though. Since we went to Central Park a couple of weeks ago Rachel seems more herself again. She's started singing more, I've noticed. In the shower, while doing her makeup, while brushing her hair. It's the little things that make me happy.