A/N 1: My 100th fanfiction posted on the site!

A/N 2: From the episode Blame it on the Alcohol


He couldn't believe it. He just couldn't believe it. Rachel was walking up to the man of his dreams, having made up her mind that there was something between her and Blaine and she was going to do something about it.

Sitting there watching was nerve wracking. He wanted nothing more than to jump up, dash over to where they stood and pry her off him. But he couldn't do it; he had to sit and watch.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion: Rachel walking up, Blaine greeting her, and then the kiss. Slow, long, drawn out. The worst part was, Blaine seemed to be enjoying it. He had his eyes closed, kissing back.

His heart sank. Leave it to the diva of glee club to steal the guy he was hopelessly in love with, the guy he could very easily see himself spending the rest of his life with.

After several long, agonizing minutes, the lip lock broke. He strained to hear the result over the noise in the coffee shop.

"Well, I'm gay. Thank you so much for clearing that up."

His heart soared at the words. Blaine was gay. The guy of his dreams was one hundred percent gay.

He smirked as he got up, walking over to her. "I'm sorry things didn't work out Rachel."

She whirled around, wide-eyed. "Are you kidding? I just had a relationship with a guy who turned out to be gay! This is song writing gold!" She kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you!"

He stared after her in bewilderment. Had there been any coherent thought in his head, he would have asked her what she meant.

But he didn't really care. Blaine was gay; that was the only answer he needed.