A/N: Please read. Won't take you long.

Hope you like it!

I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us

How we met and the sparks flew instantly

People would say, they're the lucky ones

I sat in the dressing room, pretending to listen to Mr Schuester's ' pep talk.' Really, I was thinking of Jesse St James.

Was he thinking about me? Or had he moved on to some skinny, beautiful girl in Vocal Adrenaline already?

I noticed, a little too late, that everyone was leaving the dressing room. I quickly pulled myself up, running to catch up with Kurt and Mercedes. They were having a heated discussion about Aural Intensity's performance. Kurt thought we had nothing to worry about - Mercedes, however, disagreed.

"Did you hear that guys singing? Come on Kurt, Finn can't top that."

"Cedes, darling, he wasn't Jesse St James."

I felt a sharp pain in my chest. Kurt turned just in time to see me storm past. "Rachel!" He called. "I'm sorry - "

I didn't hear the rest of his apology. I turned a corner, not knowing where I was going, and found myself quietly singing...

I used to know my place was a spot next to you

Now I'm searching the room for an empty seat

Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on

"Rach?"

I stopped suddenly, turning to see Finn Hudson standing there with a confused expression on his face. "We're just about to start, where the hell are you going?"

"Um..." I said, trying to think of an excuse. But I didn't need one - one thing about Finn was that he forgot a question five seconds after answering it. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the wings, as I mentally thanked the lord for making Finn ... well, making him like he was.

Though my relief vanished when he kissed me...

Oh, a simple complictaion, misscommunications lead to fall out

"Break a leg." I told him, faking a smile.

"I love you." He replied.

What? Ohgodohgodohgodohgod no...

I sang again, only this time to Faithfully. Maybe I was thinking about Jesse, just a little bit.

But I sang my heart out. I'll be damned if he's going to win.

After our performance, on the way back to the dressing room, I ignored Finn's smile and sang under my breath,

So many things that I wish you knew

So many walls up I can't break through

So what if I still cared about Jesse? Who wouldn't?

He might always give me another chance, I thought to myself - though I knew it would never happen.

That was partly the reason I opted to stay behind while Quinn gave birth.

Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room

And we're not speaking

And I'm dying to know is it killing you like its killing me

I didn't bother to sit down to watch Vocal Adrenaline's performance.

Halfway through the epic Queen number, I sang along - to a totally different song.

I don't know what to say since a twist of fate

When it all broke down

And the story of us looks a lot like a tradgedy now

Next chapter

I was getting seriously worried. The crowd were loving Jesse - everyone was waving glow sticks, and some were dancing.

Also, I wasn't blind. I could see all the teenage girls swooning over Jesse's angelic face, his curls, his voice.

And it wasn't just the teenage girls...

How'd we end up this way

See me nervously pulling at my clothes and trying to look busy

And you're doing your best to avoid me

I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us

How I was losing my mind when I saw you here

But you held your pride like you should've held me

On the last line of Bohemian Rhapsody, I could've sworn I saw Jesse turn his face - and look at me. I glared back defiantly, and saw something in his eyes... guilt? Remorse for what he had done?

Oh, we're scared to see the ending why are we pretending this is nothing

I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how

I've never heard silence quite this loud

Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room

And we're not speaking

And I'm dying to know is it killing you like its killing me

I turned on my heel and walked away, crossing my arms, tears burning my eyes.

I needed to get out of here, now.

Singing softly to myself, I found an exit and ran across the neat grass by the carpark without stopping to think. All I wanted was out.

I don't know what to say since a twist of fate

When it all broke down

And the story of us looks a lot like a tradgedy now

This is looking like a contest

Of who can act like they care less

But I liked it better when you were on my side

The battle's in your hands now

But I would lay my armor down

If you'd say you'd rather love than fight

I stopped, panting heavily, and peered back into the distance, where I could sort of see the big hotel that was hosting Regionals. After deciding I was far enough away, I sat down by a tree, hidden from the stares of people - I was in my gold dress, not usual public clothing.

Then, after regaining my breath, I began to realise what I was doing... so I called a cab, asking to go to the hospital.

So many things that you wish I knew

But the story of us might be ending soon

Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room

And we're not speaking

And I'm dying to know is it killing you like its killing me

I don't know what to say since a twist of fate

When it all broke down

And the story of us looks a lot like a tradgedy now, now, now

I arrived, thanking and paying the driver. He called after me, yelling that I had given him $20 too much, but I ignored it and walked into the building, scanning the waiting room in the maternity ward for the glee club.

And we're not speaking

And I'm dying to know is it killing you like its killing me

I don't know what to say since a twist of fate

Cause we're going down

I spotted them, walking over and sitting next to Brittany. She gave me a shy smile and asked why I wasn't still at Regionals, and Artie asked if Vocal Adrenaline were good.

"I wanted to see Quinn." I told Brittany.

And the story of us looks a lot like a tradgedy now

I chose to ignore Artie's question.

The end.

A/N: Like it? Please let me know. Some of you might want me to continue, but I think I'll leave it as a oneshot for once.

If you didn't know, the song was 'The story of us' by Taylor Swift, all about John Mayer.