Hello there! This is my first ever fanfic, so please be nice! Reviews and PM are very greatly appreciated! Don't know what else to say, so, without, further ado, here's my fic!

Disclaimer-I don't own Glee or the characters. Wish I did :P

Make You Feel My Love

Chapter 1

One word was running through Rachel Berry's head as she walked down the corridor.

Prom

She sighed as someone barged past her and nearly knocked her over. Senior year and she was still the same person she was when she first came into McKinley High School; some sad Jewish girl who was in love with the boy with the cheerleader. Well, not exactly. Yes, she had actually dated the boy who was with the cheerleader, but it hadn't worked out. For a while, she had thought that Finn was the one, but after a while, they both realized that it never would've worked. At least things were amicable between them, which made things in Glee less awkward between them. And here she was, her senior prom 2 days away, and no one had asked her.

That was the part that everyone knew.

There was another part that nobody knew. Something that no one could ever know. If anybody knew, it would destroy whatever reputation she had built over her years at McKinley; then again, it wasn't like she had that much reputation to destroy, she still got slushied every now and again, but thankfully, people had moved from tormenting her, to not noticing her at all. Some days, she didn't know which one she preferred. But even though nobody else could know, it didn't mean that she didn't think about it. Well, didn't think about him, would be more accurate.

Blaine Anderson

Ever since the Rachel Berry House Party Train Wreck Extravaganza-as it had been so aptly named by Mercedes-she couldn't stop thinking about him. It had been a year since their drunken kiss, but every day, she could still feel the fireworks. As soon as their lips touched, she immediately understood what Finn had meant when he told her about his kiss with Quinn and how he felt fireworks. But whenever she thought about that, she thought about how she kissed him when they were both sober, and how he had just told her that he was; as he put it "100% gay" It really didn't help that he transferred schools to be with Kurt, and while he was her best friend and she wanted him to be happy, a part of her died inside whenever she saw them together; holding hands in the corridor, giving each other those romantic looks, kissing; seeing them kiss killed her. That was Rachel Berry's deepest, darkest secret. She had fallen in love with a gay man. A taken gay man. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't realize that she had bumped into someone.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!"

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going-"

"Oh, Rachel! It's you!" Rachel looked up from the shirt that she was staring at, and saw a familiar head of curls.

"Oh Blaine!" she exclaimed. She made the mistake of looking into his eyes. Those damn, beautiful hazeleyes that were constantly in her head. As soon as she saw his eyes, she felt all her worries somehow fade away. She felt the tension in her body slowly unwind.

"Are you alright?" he asked, calling her from her thoughts again. She shook her head to try and clear it. It didn't work, as per usual.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks. Sorry about that by the way." she replied finally. She took a step back so that she wasn't just looking at his eyes, but at his entire figure.

"It's alright." he assured her quietly. She furrowed her brow, something was wrong here. Blaine seemed quieter, more subdued. Blaine was never quiet.

"Blaine?" she asked tentatively. "Is something wrong?" he sighed. Oh dear, something was definitely wrong.

"It's Kurt." he told her finally. She sighed, the two had never been the same ever since the "Chandler Incident". On the outside, she seemed neutral to the situation, not wanting to make the situation between the two of them more complicated.

"What's wrong now?" she asked him. As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she wanted to take them back immediately. She realized that this was the question he didn't want to be asked in public.

"He broke up with me." he replied. All of a sudden, he burst out into tears in the middle of the hallway.

"Oh my gosh Blaine, I'm so sorry." she replied as she pulled him into a hug while directing him into the choir room. When they were inside, Blaine didn't hold back. He fell to the floor and started weeping. Rachel put her books down and slowly lowered herself next to Blaine and put her arms around him.

"We've b-been on the rocks for m-months." he choked through his tears. Rachel just nodded. She knew that Blaine just had to let it all out.

"And I mean, I t-tried to rebuild it, but he just d-dumped me." he continued. Rachel hugged him tighter. She knew how it felt to be dumped.

"And I mean, he d-didn't even tell me to my face. He j-just, sent me a t-text." he sobbed. Rachel felt herself pull away slightly, anger rising in her chest. Over text? She thought that Kurt was better than that. Apparently, she was wrong.

"And know, I just d-don't know what to do!" he finished, letting the sobs overcome him.

"Oh, Blaine." she sighed as she hugged him closer. She felt his arms embrace her tightly, as if he never wanted to let go. She didn't know how long they sat there; Blaine crying with Rachel beside him. She didn't try to stop him, she wasn't a stranger to heartbreak, especially after dating Finn on and off for 2 years. She knew that sometimes, you just had to let it all out. It could take minutes, it could take days. She sent a quick prayer to whatever God was watching her that she and Blaine had a free period. She just kept telling him that everything would be alright. After what seemed like hours (it probably had been) everything stopped; the crying, the hysterics, everything. She felt Blaine's body slowly relax and heard him start snoring softly. She smiled to herself, this was what he needed, time to rest. He was probably sleep deprived from worrying over Kurt. Then the break up which pushed him over the edge, but the final thing was the crying. She of all people knew how tiring crying could be. She slowly loosened her arms from around him and slowly laid him down the floor. She took his bag and used it as a make-shift pillow for him. She ripped a page from her notebook and quickly wrote a note for him since free period was almost over.

Hey Blaine,

You fell asleep and free period is almost over. Don't worry, I'll tell the teacher that you're sick. :)

Rachel

She put the note under his hand and walked out the door while locking it from the outside.

It was the end of the day. As Rachel was walking back to her locker, she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She took it out and smiled when she saw it was from Blaine.

Hey Rach! Saw your note. :) Thanks for sitting with me through the crying, that couldn't have been comfortable for you. :P Anyways, I wanted to ask you something.

Rachel smiled, as she quickly typed her reply.

Hey Blaine! Glad to hear that you woke up. :D It's no problem, we both know that I'm not a stranger to heartbreak. I understood that you just needed to let it all out. :) What do you wanna ask me?

She just reached her locker as she felt her phone buzz again.

Haha yeah, I know. I was there remember? Yeah, thanks for letting me cry. I really needed to blow off the steam. Umm, well. IDK if you're gonna be OK with what I'm gonna ask.

She sighed in frustration as she dumped her books in her bag.

Blaine. You HAVE to tell me now. You know better than to do that to me.

She shut her locker and put her earphones in, pressed shuffle and began to make her way to her car.

Alright, but, don't freak out k?

She sighed, Blaine worried way too much.

I won't. I won't. Just TELL me already

As she climbed into her car, she felt her phone buzz again. She quickly plugged her iPod into her car stereo and checked her phone again.

Will you come to prom with me?

Rachel was glad that she was sitting down, because she knew that if she had been standing, she would've collapsed. Blaine Anderson had just asked her; lowly Rachel Berry, to prom. She stared at her phone, pondering what she was supposed to say. On the one hand, going to prom with Blaine was everything she wanted, but the other hand had one major problem. Blaine was gay.

Rachel? Are you still alive?

A vibration interrupted her as she nearly dropped her phone. She looked at the text and saw that the time received read 3:30pm, she checked Blaine's earlier text and saw that the time received was 3:00pm. She literally sat there for 30 minutes, thinking about what she was supposed to say.

Yeah, I am. I was just surprised is all. She replied hastily while she fumbled for her keys in her bag. She looked down and saw that Blaine had replied.

Glad to know you're not dead. :) Haha, yeah, I'd be shocked too if someone dropped a bomb like that on me.

Rachel smiled, Blaine was so funny in awkward situations. As she pulled her key out of her bag, she saw that Blaine had sent her another text.

So, what do you say? Will you come to prom with me?

Rachel sighed, she was hoping that he wouldn't ask that.

IDK Blaine. I mean, you're my friend and all, but, you're gay.

She sat there for a while, waiting for his reply. After about 5 minutes, her phone finally buzzed again.

Can we talk about this in person? I need to explain why I asked, and I can't really do that over text.

Rachel took a deep breath, she was setting herself up for disaster, but she just couldn't say no.

Sure. Do you wanna meet up at my house? My dads won't mind. she typed hastily.

That sounds good. I'll see you at about 4:15?

Rachel checked her watch, it read 3:40pm. She had 30 minutes to get home, change and make sure her dads wouldn't disturb them.

Sure! See ya then! :)

She typed her reply hastily, put her foot on the gas, and punched it.

Thoughts?