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Set during Mash-Up. Spoilers. A bit AU- Wishful thinking ;)
He felt a fluttering in his stomach. He swore. He couldn't get sick now.
Today was an important day. Today he would make the first move with Rachel. The fluttering increased. He felt his forehead. He didn't feel feverish. He'd heard that there was a stomach bug going round, maybe that was it?
He knew for sure he wasn't nervous. No way. It was only Rachel Berry. And he was only asking her out. It wasn't as if he even liked her or anything. He liked Quinn and going out with Rachel was only revenge. Yeh, revenge and a distraction.
He stopped at the 7-11 for a grape slushie. All the guys looked at him strangely- he always got cherrie. But he knew grape was Rachel Berry's favourite and if it would get him some brownie points- he figured why not?
She was at her locker when he arrived. The fluttering was back. And his mouth was dry. He made a mental note to go to the nurse afterwards. He was definately coming down with something.
He headed towards her. He'd be lying if he said her flinching didn't hurt him. Of course it was his fault to begin with but whatever. She flinched.
He made some stupid comment about her licking her lips. 'Great' he thought 'Now she'll think I'm a stalker or something'. Which he wasn't. He just happened to look at her at the time. And every other time. But what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
He gave himself a mental high five when she agreed. Amazingly the fluttering dissapeared. He would definately get himself some making- out tonight.
Sitting on her bed, singing some damn song, he knew he'd have to change something. Only Rachel Berry, he thought, would take the Puckerone literally. No making out... As if!
(Although even though he'd never tell anyone in a million years, it wasn't that bad, just hanging out with her, even without the making out)