Basically, this is based on everything that has happened so far in season 2 (up to 16) & speculation for the rest of the season.
Enjoy :)

Holly smiled as she watched her boyfriend Will Schuester through the glass of the door. For the first time since high school, she actually had a proper boyfriend.

All of the kids looked so happy around him, and he was happiest when he was with them.

Even though they had only been dating a few months, Holly couldn't escape the feeling that she was tied down. There was so much she wanted to do with her life, but at this moment, she couldn't just leave Lima, without leaving Will. Commitment wasn't something that she had ever embraced, she even flitted from job to job and part of the reason she found subbing so exciting was the thrill of teaching a different subject every day. Nothing was ever the same for Holly Holiday; change was the essence of her life.

The bell rang for lunch and the kids began to gather up their things, so she took this as a cue to enter the choir room. Puck winked as he passed her and Mercedes and Artie took the opportunity to high-five their favourite sub.

"Hey, Miss Holiday," Rachel said politely, though deep down inside, Holly knew that Rachel did not think of her as a suitable match for Mr Schue.

At these words, Will looked up from the sheet music he had been browsing through on the piano and grinned. He was so pleased to see her that she was a little overwhelmed.

"Holly!" he laughed gently, "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I just finished subbing a class at another school across town ..." she began

"Awesome. Maybe we can grab some coffee?" Will interjected before she could finish.

"Sure," Holly said, trying to sound enthusiastic, even though she knew what she needed to say would not please him in the slightest.

Will quickly picked up his satchel and kissed her softly on the cheek before allowing her to step out of the room in front of him. They made their way through the hallway and eventually reached his car, where he opened the door and let her sit inside.


Holly and Will often shared lunch together, especially since they didn't work the same hours. A neat little coffee shop a few minutes away from McKinley had become their favourite place to meet.

When they arrived, she sat down at a booth table near the window while Will went to order the drinks. It was quite busy and Holly was glad that she had time to think about what she would say when he returned. A part of her felt devastated, for herself and the man that she loved and cared about so much, though another part of her knew that she had no choice, if she continued, it would only hurt even more to say goodbye.

Will was kinder than any man she had ever known, possibly because most of her relationships before him had lasted a night or less, but she couldn't be sure.
It would be the hardest decision of her life to break his heart.
She just wasn't the type of person who got hung up in relationships, she was independent, and she liked living that way. Her life was less complicated when she was alone.

"There you go," Will said as he reached the table and placed a tray filled with drinks in the middle of it.

Holly took her latte and brought herself to smile a "Thank you."

For the first time in their relationship, Will could see that something was troubling his girlfriend, and he didn't like to see her upset. He placed his hand on top of hers and stroked his thumb across her fingers, gazing lovingly into her blue eyes.

Holly couldn't take it any longer and she lifted her hand from under his, bringing it to rest on her forehead, holding the weight of her head.

"Holly?" Will asked, concerned for her, "What's wrong?"

She shook her head gently and stared out of the window to avoid catching his gaze again. It was too much to bear.

"Oh, Will. I – I'm so sorry," she said, looking down at the coffee swirling in front of her, "I can't do this anymore."

"Do what?" he said, beginning to understand what she was saying.
Will felt as if the world could eat him up right there and then and he wouldn't care. How hard was it for one man to find happiness in a relationship? This would be the third time someone had broken up with him in just over a year. He hadn't noticed any problems between him and Holly, but he couldn't help feel responsible. Remembering Emma's feelings of total anger towards him when she had found out about him and Shelby left Will speechless. He didn't know how to respond, until Holly's soft voice brought him back to reality.

"I know that I promised you I would give this a try," she started, a hint of disappointment with herself changing her tone, "but I'm not ready. I never will be, Will. It's not me. I'm just not a relationship person."

"This is all my fault," he sighed, trying to hold back the sadness that was building inside, "I should never have pushed you into dating me. I was just so lonely, and I really liked you."

Holly looked up for the first time in what felt like forever and saw how much she had destroyed Will Schuester. He had been happy when she had seen him less than an hour ago teaching the glee club, but now, now she had made him so unhappy he seemed as if he was about to burst into tears.

She gently grasped his hand and squeezed it tight. Her face glowed as she smiled into his caring eyes, desiring so much to be his best friend.

"Listen to me, Will," Holly said, holding his chin in her thumb and forefinger, "You are amazing. You are the best boyfriend I have ever had, and not too bad a lover either."

He glanced up, a grin spreading across his face. She always knew how to make him laugh.

"But it's me. I would ruin your life Will. And I need change more than anything," she continued, "I'm getting out of Ohio, Will. Let's face it, this state has seen enough of Holly Holiday, and she's seen enough of it."

"You can't leave, Holly," Will pleaded, "You're such a good teacher."

"I suck Will. I don't teach, I'm like one big kid," Holly insisted, "You, on the other hand, you are a great teacher. But remember this, no matter where I go; I love you, Will Schuester."

She leaned across the table and kissed Will gently on the cheek.

"I love you too, Holly," he smiled, accepting that commitment was not her personality, "Make sure you tell me where you are, and if you are ever in Lima, make sure you come and visit McKinley."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," she giggled, tapping him on the nose.

They began to drink their coffee, considerably happier now that they could remain friends. Deep down, Will knew that this was best for Holly, and their relationship had probably been the best way for him to try dating again before he could move on from Emma.

"Speaking of love," Holly said, placing the lid back onto her polystyrene cup, "I know someone else who loves you, Will."

Will stared at her; confused. He couldn't think of anyone who would possibly love him anymore. Emma was clearly over him, and even though he had heard from Holly that she had been struggling with Carl, he was still the love of her life now. Although it pained him to think about it, his love for Emma was no longer reciprocated.

"Who?" Will asked eagerly.

Holly paused for a moment, debating whether or not to tell him the truth. Then she decided.

"Emma Pillsbury," she beamed knowingly, and with that, she took her purse, leaving some money on the table towards her coffee and hugging Will, before walking out of the shop.


While he was driving back to McKinley, Will couldn't decide if what Holly had told him was true. He knew perfectly well that she was not a liar, and she definitely wouldn't give him false hope, though why would Emma have told her that? One thing he could decide on was that Holly and Emma had never been close.

Parking his car in the lot, Will made his way back into school, not knowing whether or not to ask Emma if what Holly had told him was true. He strolled through the corridor, which was dotted with students who were still enjoying their break. When he reached the Spanish classroom, he chose to catch up with some paperwork, hoping it would take his mind off things. The clock's ticks seemed louder than usual, causing his head to throb and his thoughts to be too distracted by it to focus on student's answers. Another hour of grading would be too much to bear. Anyway, Will felt he needed to talk to Holly about what she had said.

He took his phone out of his pocket, and simply stared at it for a very long time. Not knowing how he could have a conversation about this without being selfish or seeming as if he did not trust Holly, Will couldn't bring himself to dial her number.

Soon, the bell rang and he heard students piling into their classrooms around him. Now would be the time to talk to Emma.

A/N: I know this chapter was about Will/Holly more than anything, but I had to get closure on that relationship before Wemma can happen - it is all relevant!
Hope to get the next chapter out soon & please review :D