A/N: I'll be taking lyrics from the song Teacher by George Michael as inspiration for each chapter of this story. All copyright is with Fox and George Michael.

M/M lovin' in this story. Don't like, don't read.

Chapter 1

I've had enough of danger
People on the streets
I'm looking out for Angels
Just tryin' to find some peace

I had never really thought about my sexuality before. I had always just assumed that I was straight, and I never questioned it. Sure, I checked out guys in the shower, but I figured it was normal to compare sizes. And then of course there was Quinn. I started to question myself around the time Quinn told me she was pregnant. That sort of just pushed all thoughts of anything else out of my mind. After I found out that Puck was actually the dad, I had that to think about for a while. But lately the thoughts have been creeping back into my mind.

When I joined glee club, guys started making fun of me. Calling me a homo, and the such. I just shrugged it off. But then he started showing me how to dance, and how to become a better singer, and the thoughts started. I liked his hands on me. It felt good. It felt right. I'd go home and lay in bed at night, and instead of images of Quinn… or even Rachel… flooding my mind, I pictured him. His adorable smile. His curly hair. His beautiful eyes.

After Puck and Quinn betrayed me, I spent many nights just sitting in my room, ignoring my mom, ignoring the other club members trying to call me, just feeling hurt. I'd go to bed crying. I had resigned myself to becoming a father. I was looking forward to it. I even freakin' sang about it. I would sleep very little. Few hours here and there. And then it happened.

I fell asleep in Spanish class. While he was going over verb conjugations, I started snoring. I woke up with drool running down my face, and his stern look gazing down upon me.

"Finn, come see me after class please," he said. The other students started laughing. I bashfully looked away, silently cursing myself. He was my favorite teacher, and now he probably thought I found him so boring.

The rest of the class went by quickly, and soon I found myself alone in the classroom in front of his desk.

"Finn, what is going on? You are usually attentive in this class."

"I don't know…" I muttered.

"Don't give me that. The club has come to talk to me about it. They say you won't return their phone calls. Does this have to do with Quinn?"

I stayed silent.

"That's what I thought. I didn't know that it affected you that much."

"Well… it is just that I was kind of looking forward to becoming a father…"

"I understand." I looked at him. How could I forget? He had gone through something similar.

"How is that going by the way?"

"She's gone."

"Are you okay?"

"It is different," he sighed. "But it is for the best. I couldn't keep denying that she was what I wanted." I raised an eyebrow at this remark, but let it pass. "Besides, this is about you. Finn, you can't keep going on like this. You have to work through your issues with Puck and Quinn."

"I know. It is just tough."

"I know it is. Look, why don't you come by my apartment tonight? It is Friday, so you don't have to worry about homework, and this way we can talk more, and just vent to each other, okay?"

"I'd really like that actually," I replied, smile on my face. Truth was, none of my friends had allowed me to vent to them. They just sorta told me to get over everything. He was actually willing to listen to me.

The rest of the day went by quickly, and practice for glee club was cancelled for the day since half the club was in the Cheerios now, and they had a competition. I ate dinner with my mom, and then told her I was headed over to Kurt's house to study. I didn't know how she'd feel if I told her the truth. It was sort of weird for me to be going over to a teacher's apartment at night.

He smiled as he opened his door.

"Come on in. I'll get you a soda. Dr. Pepper okay?"

"Yeah, perfect, thanks," I said as I sat down on his couch. He came back quickly with two glasses of soda, and sat down next to me.

"So, how are things? Did your day get any better?" he asked.

"I suppose. Quinn and Puck left early to go watch the competition, so I didn't have to see them in my last classes. Rachel kept trying to get me to smile, but you know how she is."

He laughed. "Yes, I do know how Rachel is unfortunately."

"Honestly, I'm glad this happened in a way. Quinn wasn't what I really wanted, and Puck was never actually that good of a friend. I still want them in my life, and I know I can't avoid them, I just wish they could see how much they hurt me."

He smiled gently at me."I wish Terri could see the same thing, Finn. But I don't know if they will ever understand, because they aren't going through what we are. We worked ourselves up, thinking that in nine months we'd be holding our children. No matter how tough it was going to be, we were going to be dads. And then that was snatched away from us. For me, it ruined my marriage. Ultimately, it is a good thing, but at least you don't have to go through that."

"True. I'm relieved about that."

"Now you can figure out what you really want."

"What if I know what I want, and I'm scared?" I looked over at him sitting there staring at me.

"It is normal to be scared."

"I'm just… I don't know how to handle this," I started crying a bit.

"Oh Finn," he reached his arm around me, and pulled me in close. Holding me, as I cried, it felt right. I sobbed for a while, but couldn't stop thinking about his scent. All natural, with a hint of cologne. I shouldn't have been thinking that way, but I couldn't help it. Then he said it.

"Maybe it would help if you told me what it is that you want. It would help to get it out."

I pulled away from him, looked at him, and leaned my head in. Our lips touched quickly, and I pulled away again.

"I want you Mr. Shue."