A/N: This chapter is mainly just Will getting home and going over his feelings for the party.
Chapter 2: Wills Feelings
Will shut the door behind him, dropping his keys on the coffee table. He slumped his heavy satchel off his sholder and dumped that and the bag containing the Madonna poster onto his couch. Walking down the hall to his bedroom made the apartment feel emtpy, desolate and huge. Putting the little jewelery bag down on his bedside table he shrugged on grey sweatpants and a fifteen year old McKinley t-shirt. He hadn't bothered to eat; the thought of Emma going home to Carl and cooking for each other still making him feel quite sick. So he climbed into bed and hugged his pillow for as much comfort as possible.
Why had he agreed to going to this stupid party? He knew he didn't want to go. What was he going to do about Emma's gift he had bought her just a few hours ago? Carl was obviously going to be there; flashing those hidious pearly white teeth. Using those lips that had kissed Emma to speak the dribble he always spoke. Would he say anything about Will being there? If he wouldn't let Emma come to Regionals with the Glee Club there was no way he would like him being at their party. Any why, just why had Emma even bothered to invite him?
Burying himself under the covers as he fell asleep he doubted now that he would go to the stupid thing.