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Hi, to my old readers I apologise for deleting my story. But I'm reposting again and writing more chapters. And I have a new name! Inventive huh! To new readers I hope you enjoy it. I apologise also for my bad English skills. Blainchel! ;)

Somewhere only we know

Chapter one

Rachel smiled at herself as she got herself ready in front of the mirrow, she was just adding the finishing touches to her make-up. Rahel was excited for her date that night, it had been planned for a while and she couldn't wait until she saw her quarterback boyfriend, Finn Hudson. With a curious face she leaned closer to the mirror and inspected her make-up from a closer point of view, beaming as she pulled away when she was satisftied she hadn't made any errors while applying it.

"Take a deep breath." she reminded herself, because no matter how many dates they went on, she was always as nervous as the last, "It's going to be perfect." she muttered under her breath, smiling at herself when the doorbell rang. She grinned and ran downstairs, being careful not to slip on the way down, before pulling the door open.

As Finn lead Rachel to his car, things didn't seem right. Normally they would be holding hands or linking arms, but today Finn was a little ahead of Rachel and had only muttered a small "Hello." when she had opened the door, he had barely looked her in the eyes at all.

"Finn, what's wrong?" she asked curiously, causing Finn to suddenly stop and turn, glancing at her face before looking at the ground again.

He let out a huge sigh, "I can't do this Rachel." he stated and the only responce from Rachel he got was a look of confusion, causing Finn to become frustrated. "Don't you see Rachel? The only reason I went out with you was to make Quinn jealous..." he then sighed, "I thought I was starting to fall for you... But at the start of the week it hit me that, well, I'm not in love with you."

Rachel searched his face for any kind of resentment or remorse, but she couldn't see any. Maybe it was because it wasn't there, or maybe it was because the tears forming in her eyes clouded her vision. Then Finn carried on, "I'm sorry but I'm in love for the feeling that I can get just about any girl I want." he told her a little proudly and he straightened his back and broadened his shoulders, "I'm sorry."

Rachel's head felt like it was spinning and she was sure that she was swaying slightly on the spot, 'He used you.' was all her brain kept on telling her and at lightning speed, 'He used you. He used you.' and it got louder and louder with every second. Eventually, she let her tears fall, knowing that it would make her make-up run but she didn't care, "F-Finn... Why?" she sobbed out.

Finn's expression was cold as he rolled his eyes at her, suddenly remembering how much of a drama queen she could be at times "Oh don't be so dim. I want Quinn. So I used the easiest way to get her. She was always so paranoid that I would go off with you." he huffed, "Goodness knows why, you're hardly a worthy competition, especially compared to her. But you were the easiest way to get her attention. I'm sorry I kne-"

He was suddenly cut off from his ramble of an explanation, "Don't. Don't say you're sorry!" Rachel cried out in desperation.

The quaterback sighed and rolled his eyes, "Actually, you're right, I'm not sorry!" he said harshly, "I knew what I wanted and you were just a casualty. Goodbye Rachel." he finished stiffly before climbing into his car and left Rachel alone on her driveway.

Rachel watched the car as it disappeared around the corner, her 'big' date that she had been looking forward to had ended with her heart getting shattered and plummeting miles into the ground. She shrank to her knees and held her face in her hands. After five minutes of constant sobbing, she felt rain drops prick themselves on her body, appropriate for the scene but not for sitting outside in. She pulled herself up and straightened out her outfit before walking back up to the house.

Shakily she pulled her keys back out of her purse and went to slip the right one into the key hole, but her hand slipped and the keys fell down into the guttering, "Fantastic." she scoffed to herself, looking down the gutter with a frown, there was no way she was getting them back anytime soon. Her Dad's were unable to let her into the house, they were busy enjoying a Rosie O'Donnal cruise and wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning, which only made the whole situation worse.

With a sigh she leaned against the door of her house, sheltered by the rain ever so slightly. She stood wondering for a moment as to where she would go. Then it hit her. Blaine. She decided to so what she hadn't done in months and that was to go and talk to her second gay best friend. That's if they were still classed as friends. Rachel had been so wrapped up with her relationship with Finn, and Blaine had been so wrapped up in his relationship with Kurt that they hadn't hung out together as much as they would've liked. But Rachel was determined to change that.

Lately, Blaine had been feeling like something wasn't right between himself and Kurt, almost like their relationship had run its course and it was time for a fresh start. He just didn't know how to tell Kurt this, he had had problems opening up before and he never wanted to hurt the other boy and these feelings had made him dread what he was about to do all week long.

When he answered the door to Kurt, he was surprised to see that he looked very serious, which was a lot different to the constantly happy Kurt he always saw. Blaine opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by Kurt, "Blaine, I don't know how to tell you this, but... I think we should end our relationship. I think we've outgrown one another and we should go our own way."

To Kurt's surprise, Blaine let out a huge sigh of relief, "Oh thank you, Kurt." he began gratefully, "I've been trying to tell you that all week, but I just couldn't find the words. That's why I invited you over here. Our relationship was so special to me, but it just... It doesn't have that spark anymore. Are we still friends" he finished smiling as he held out his hand for Kurt to shake.

Kurt took his hand, "Friends." he replied, nodding, giving Blaine one last smile before turning to leave.

Blaine had watched Kurt leave and was now in his kitchen, whistling a tune as he felt like he could finally breathe again. A burden had been lifted from his shoulders and he no longer felt guilty about being in a relationship with Kurt. He was now whistling his way around the kitchen, making himself a drink of warm milk - Because believe it or not, drinking it before bed was very relaxing and he had Kurt to thank for it.

As he reached the fridge he heard a knock at the door. He frowned to himself and glanced at the clock, it was nearing 11pm which only made his frown deepen. "Who's that at this hour?" he muttered to himself. He made his way to the door and opened it cautiously, no knowing who it was. But when he saw a distressed looking Rachel his jaw dropped.

Rachel practically fell into Blaine's arms, sobbing into his shoulder, "Blaine, oh Blaine." she cried out, clinging onto him tightly. "Finn... he... Quinn... he... broke... used.. broke... up with me." she choked out inbetween her sobs.

Blaine frowned and started rubbing large, soothing circles on her back, it took him a moment to realise what Rachel had just said and when it his him he took in a deep breath. "Oh Rachel, I'm so sorry..." he said, leading her into the house and away from the cold, dark night."That's just horrible, that man causes nothing but trouble, I'm sure of it. He's going to feel my wrath!" (had to put that in) he thought to himself.

He sat Rachel down and put an arm around her, "Look, tell me everything, I'm here to listen and I always will be." he said quietly, but with a serious look on his face.

After Rachel had explained the situation: How she had gotten ready for her date with a huge amount of excitement, how she had come running to the door when Finn had arrived, how her heart had been broken and finally why and how she had ended up at Blaine's house so very late at night. Blaine looked completely helpless, he didn't have the heart break that she had. And he had also never experienced such heart break either.

He bit his lip softly and watched as Rachel stood up. She went and picked up two wine coolers, then turned to Blaine with a devilish grin, "You know what." she stated, holding her chin up high, "No more tears over that loser! I'm done." she said with finality in her tone, "Now are you going to have a drink with me or what?" with that she handed Blaine one of the drinks with a small smile.

So, I rushed to rewrite this so I hope it's okay. Also, a massive thank you to my amazing friend NightReaderTillDawn. You are awesome!

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