AN: This AU fanfic is a collaboration written by BelleChloe and myself. So make sure you go check out her page. Our only beta is spell check so if you spot any errors be kind and we'd really love to get some reviews. Thanks guys. –fmjl11
This Magic Moment
Ch. 1
"Morning baby." Rachel smiled, leaning over in her bed to plant a kiss on the boy's lips. It had been like this for about a month after they'd finally admitted that there was something more between them then just the physical attraction and so far it had gone great. Sure, they disagreed, and when they argued it got pretty good but they knew better than to ruin something this good over the fact that he forgot to put the toilet seat down again. "Can you make waffles? I'm starving."
Chris looked over at his girlfriend, the morning light shining in the window behind her, illuminating her beauty. He was thrilled with their relationship thus far. Things were going great and they hardly spent a moment apart. For once in his life, Chris Keller was starting to fall for someone. A smile came across his lips as he tucked loose strands of her long, red hair behind her ear. "Let me just do one thing first," he said softly before brushing his lips against hers again. He climbed out of bed, sliding a t-shirt on and headed into the kitchen and started to make breakfast.
Rachel smiled as she watched him walk out of the room, a smile gracing her lips as she stretched out over the bed only getting up when the smell of waffles drifted up the stairs. She pulled on one of his t-shirts as she made her way into the kitchen her arms finding there way around his waist from behind. "You look sexy when you cook for me, you know that?" she said, placing a soft kiss on his shoulder blade. "I knew I had a reason for keeping you around."
Chris set down the pan on the stove and turned to face her. "And you look sexy in my shirt," he replied, his arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her into him. "That's why I keep you around," he teased and kissed her nose. "I think I may have actually outdone myself this time. But I'll let you be the judge of that." Chris turned and took a strawberry from the bowl on the counter and brought it to Rachel's lips
"Mmm, maybe I little bit." She responded, smiling a bit as she chewed. "I like that you spoil me." She moved over to the kitchen counter and got out some plates and silverware. " Chris brought the food over a couple minutes later, the redhead immediately reaching for a waffle. "Shit. Shit. Owe. Hot." She complained as she tossed it onto her plate, glaring when the boy let out a laugh. "You're mean." She pouted as she poured some syrup over her plate.
Chris rolled his baby blues, bringing Rachel's fingers to his lips. "There all better," he smiled. He fixed himself a plate and carried it over to the table, pouring two glasses of orange juice and handing her one. "Yeah, I definitely outdid myself with these," he mumbled, his mouth full of food. "Hey, I'm supposed to meet Brooke later...do you want to come with me? You guys have barely spent any time together since we got together. Is everything ok?" he asked, taking another bite.
"Everything's fine." Rachel replied, looking over to the boy with a light smile. Truthfully, there were a lot of reasons why Brooke and Rachel had gone there separate ways. The most recent being that the day she and Chris had finally started a relationship the brunette had the nerve to tell her that she had feelings for her now boyfriend. It was a short conversation after that, the girls basically agreeing to go there separate ways and remain civil for the sake of the cheer squad. Not that Chris knew anything about this of course. "I have that appointment anyway, remember but maybe you can come back over later and we could watch a movie, cuddle on the couch a little bit." She smiled. "Order a pizza."
Chris' smile grew as the words escaped her lips. "That sounds perfect, Rach," the boy said as he stood from his chair. He walked over behind her, bending over and kissing her cheek. "I got the dishes this time." As he started to clear the table, his phone buzzed on the counter, Brooke's name and picture popping up. He looked back at Rachel who was finishing the last little bit of food left on her plate and hit the ignore button. Nothing and no one could disturb this perfect morning for them, not even his best friend. The musician slid his phone in his pocket and walked over to the sink, starting to do the dishes. Chris broke the silence between them by singing Rachel's favorite song, "Cowboy Take Me Away" by the Dixie Chicks. He never really got her odd obsession with the Dixie Chicks but enjoyed teasing her about it. As she walked into the kitchen, he started belting it out singing off key purposely.
"Stop you're ruining it!" Rachel whined, covering her ears and letting out a groan. "You're just mad they sound better than you." She smacked his back lightly when he continued to sing. "Stop." She repeated, "Pleaseee."
Chris laughed, finally stopping his screeches. "Alright, I'm sorry. Just stop hitting me!" He turned, wrapping the redhead in a hug. "Why don't you go shower, and I will have everything done out here by the time you get out." He pressed his lips to hers before smacking her ass as she walked away.
The girl made her way back up the stairs and hopped in the shower, somewhat listening for him to come up after her as she massaged the shampoo into her hair. When she stepped out 20 minutes later she immediately went down the stairs, pouting at him from where he sat on the couch in the living room. "I thought that take a shower was actually code for shower together." She pouted.
Chris smiled and patted his lap, wrapping his arms around her as she sat down. "I guess I should have been more clear. Sorry, baby." He kissed her cheek, leaning back and pulling her into him. "I could sit like this forever; just holding you in my arms." The blonde took in a deep breath, taking in Rachel's scent. "Maybe we should just forget our plans and spend all day in bed together."
"I can't." she whined. "I already rescheduled this meeting once last week when you wanted to stay in bed all day I can't do it again, but if I could you know there's nothing I would like more than to spend the day in bed with you." She spun in his lap to face him, pressing quick kiss to his lips before speaking up again. "But we still have a couple hours to kill before I've got to go."
Chris arched his eyebrow, sliding his hands under her thighs and lifting her up off the couch. As she wrapped her legs around his waist, he carried her up the stairs into her bedroom. "Hmm, a couple hours. What could we do in a couple hours?" he smirked, laying her on the bed and climbing on top of her. His lips brushed over hers as he gazed into her green eyes. "Have I told you how beautiful you are, lately?"
"A couple of hours?" she questioned, "We could watch Titanic again if you want." She teased, running her finger over his bottom lip before she continued. "Sexy, yes. Beautiful, no." she replied, stretching out over the bed from underneath him. "You might have to give me just a teeny tiny reminder." She grinned.
"Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on…"
Chris sang, laughing as Rachel covered his mouth. "You're beautiful, Rachel," he said, seriously. He leaned down, pressing his lips to hers, his hands grabbing hers bringing them above her head with their fingers locked in one another's.
"I'm gonna tell everyone you sang Celine Dion to me." Rachel teased before bringing her lips back to his. "You're gonna lose your bad ass rep."
"I can make anything look bad ass. By Monday, every guy in school will be serenading their girlfriends with Celine Dion songs," he replied, falling off to the side of her. "You loved it and you know it."
"Oh will they?" she laughed. "But I was hoping it would just be our special thing since I loved it oh so much." She continued, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Like we might have to Copyright it or something. Nobody can use it except for us during our Chrachel time."
Chris laughed hard. "During our Chrachel time?" he mocked, a smile on his face. "I like that. Deal, serenading you with Celine Dion is just my thing." He rolled over, head resting on his hands. "She's better than the Dixie Chicks."
"Uh, no." Rachel responded automatically. "I don't understand how you can not appreciate all of the talent the Dixie Chicks have to offer." She continued, glaring when Chris sent her a'here we go again' look. "Baby, they're like iconic, you're just weird."
"Oh I'm weird?" he asked, rolling his eyes. "Riiight. A guy sings one Celine Dion song and never hears the end of it," he laughed, rolling back on top of her. "I gotta meet Brooke soon, baby. I'm gonna get in the shower." He kissed her forehead and stood up, walking to the bathroom. "I'll be out in a bit."
By the time Chris is back in her bedroom the redhead if fully dressed and putting the finishing touches on her make-up. She looks at him through the reflection of the glass and winks as she adds some blush to her cheeks. "Have fun on your date with Brooke." She smiles once he's dressed. "Try not to have to much fun without me."
"Don't worry, I'm pretty sure it's just a fling," he teased, kissing her cheek. "Have fun in your meeting. I'll see you later tonight, right?"
"Right." She replied, leaning up to press one last kiss to his lips. "Have fun, see you tonight." And with that the boy was out the door, honking the horn as he went.
Rachel walked into the doctor's office about an hour later, sitting down on the small bed. "Rachel." The man said as he walked into the room, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. "We've gotten your results back and I'm afraid it's not good news."
"Just spit it out." Rachel says, "Taking your time isn't gonna change what you have to say."
"The tests came back positive." He said, "There's no easy way to say this but I'm afraid that you do have Leukemia. I'm here if you have any questions at all don't hesitate to ask, but we need to start talking about treatment options right away."
Rachel managed to nod though everything he said was going in one ear and out the next. Leukemia? She can't have cancer. She just can't.