Disclaimer: Glee and all it's lovely characters do not, unfortunately, belong to me.

Author's Note: Thanks again to my 'beta' Snat who has been very supportive. This chapter takes place immediately after the events of episode 2, "Showmance". I hope you enjoy it. xx

2. Showmance.

I'm not gay. I have a girlfriend. I definitely like girls. They're all… soft, and curvy… and they smell nice.

I like girls who are really natural, you know? Girls who can wear jeans and a plain t-shirt and still look beautiful, even without make-up. Quinn is like that. I mean, of course her Cheerios uniform is really hot, but she looks great whatever she wears. Even that time she was sick with the flu, she still looked good.

Ok, so I haven't exactly had a lot of girlfriends, and I haven't actually… done it yet, but that doesn't mean anything, does it? Puck's always going on about the girls he's slept with. Some of them are really old too, like… the same age as my Mom. He says they're "more experienced" but I just think it's kind of gross.

Obviously I have… urges, like any teenage guy, but I don't want to just sleep with every girl I meet the way Puck does. I want it to be special, like… romantic and stuff, like making love instead of just fucking.

Man, that sounds gay.

Shit.

But I definitely like girls. That's why I have to think of the mailman when I'm kissing Quinn. If I didn't like girls then I wouldn't get…excited like that, just from kissing and stuff.

It didn't happen that time I kissed Puck. Well, actually, I don't really remember much about that night. We were pretty wasted. It was his cousins wedding or something; I was only there cause he dragged me along. He said I could be his 'wing-man' and help him pick up chicks, but I don't think he was having much luck. Most of the girls there were either too old (like, 50 years old - even Puck wouldn't go that far) or really young, like his sisters age. There were a few that were about the right age, but I think most of them were related to him. I remember that he grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels from behind the bar and we snuck outside to drink it where we wouldn't be caught. He took a big gulp from the bottle passed it to me then started moaning about how girls were all the same and they were too much hassle. The next thing I remember was him punching me in the gut and calling me a fag before storming off. It took a few days of him ignoring me before I remembered what I had done. I still think he made a big deal out of nothing. I mean, I only kissed him, it's not like I asked him to marry me!

Fuck Hudson, where the hell did that come from?

Anyway, he got over it eventually. I tried to apologise loads of times, but he kept telling me to shut up and never mention it again.

Which kind of sucks now, cause I could really use his help right now. I could always talk to Puck about anything, that's never really changed. And we talk about sex all the time. Well, he talks, I pretty much just smile and nod. But the point is, who else am I going to talk to about this?

Who do you talk to after jacking off in the shower with your Spanish teacher?

Maybe I could talk to that Kurt kid from Glee club? Obviously I couldn't say it was Mr Schue, he'd probably get into trouble, but I could just say it was some guy he doesn't know. I mean, I'm pretty sure he's gay, although he hasn't actually said so…

Fuck.

~*~*~*~

Will was surprised when he saw Finn had turned up at the next Glee practice after their 'encounter' in the locker room. He didn't really know how to act around the teen. What they had done was completely wrong, Will knew that. He had half expected Finn to confront him about it, or worse - go to Figgins and have him fired. But nothing had happened. Finn came to school the next day as usual. He came to Spanish and handed in his homework on time. And then, a few days later, he had turned up at Glee and said he wanted to join.

The kids, although a little reticent at first, had been glad to have another member, especially when they heard Finn sing. Will could tell straight away that Rachel was particularly smitten and even Kurt seemed happy to have Finn around. (Will had been a little worried at first, because he knew that a few of the jocks used to pick on Kurt, but he was fairly sure that Finn had never actually taken part.)

It had driven Will mad at first. He couldn't figure out what to say to Finn and was constantly on edge, waiting for the repercussions of his actions to hit with full force. He decided after a week that if Finn had wanted to do something he would have done it already. After all, Finn seemed to be genuinely happy singing and dancing with the others. He had always been a cheerful and positive student, but something about him seemed to become so much more alive when he sang. Watching Finn sing, Will was reminded of the way he had felt when he was in the glee club all those years ago. The joy he saw in Finn was contagious; it was impossible to watch him and not smile.

Once he learned to relax around Finn, Will realised that he really enjoyed having him in New Directions. Not only did he have a great voice but he had energy and enthusiasm by the bucket load. He was good for the group.

~*~*~*~

I can't dance. I don't know why, really, but it's like my body just doesn't move the way it should. I know that…say I need to move my arm a certain way. So I can sort of picture in my head how it's supposed to look, then my brain tells my arm to move and it moves, more or less the right way, but for some reason it just doesn't quite work and I end up looking like some freaky puppet. I'm sure there's like, a name for that, apart from being clumsy, because I am not clumsy. I mean, when I play football everything works perfectly, so why is it so different when I try to dance? Maybe it has something to do with me being so tall. Hmm…

At least I can sing. I've always enjoyed singing. It's kind of relaxing, even though you have to sometimes work really hard to get through a song. There's this song from one of the films my Mom likes, and there's so many words that it seems like it would be impossible to remember them all, never mind try to sing them. But, you know, once you've heard the song a few million times the words kind of stick in your brain, and before you know it you're singing along with it. After that it becomes like a little 'mission' - you become totally determined to learn every single word and be able to sing it all the way through without having to gasp for air half way through. I can sing the whole song now. I mean, it sounds a bit stupid, cause it's meant to be sung by a big group of people, and obviously the girls parts are kind of high for me, but still… it feels so good just knowing I can sing that song!

I guess that's why I like singing so much. It's another thing I can work on and get better at, without ended up all battered and bruised like I get after football. And I guess that's part of the reason I decided to join Glee club.

Although if I'm totally honest, it wasn't the only reason.

The problem now is that people are starting to say things about me. Quinn said earlier that everyone thinks I'm gay now. I think she meant because of Glee, but that doesn't make any sense, cause how does singing make you gay?

It's kind of worrying though. Maybe someone knows something, about what happened, but I don't know how they could. I didn't tell anyone anything, and I'm pretty sure Mr Schue wouldn't want anyone to know, so he wouldn't say anything either. So how could anyone know?

Shit! Maybe someone saw us. Or heard us…

Nah, there was no-one else there at that time cause everyone was away home. And if anyone had been there I'm sure they would have said something. I wonder if there's some way people can tell. Like, maybe Kurt has some sort of 'gay-dar' that can pick up on stuff like this. I'm pretty sure I don't look any different, and my voice sounds normal, to me anyway.

I'm going to have to talk to Mr Schue, aren't I?

Fuck.

~*~*~*~

Finn had tried to put off speaking to Will. He knew it was going to be a difficult conversation; there was no way to avoid that. But he knew he couldn't go in unprepared. He had to work out what he was going to say. That was how he had ended up in the auditorium with Rachel. He had hoped that practising his singing for a while would give him time to think, but he had been… distracted, by Rachel. He knew she had developed a bit of a crush on him, so when she had said he could kiss her if he wanted to, well… He was a teenage boy, after all. So he had kissed her.

But it hadn't been Rachel that Finn was thinking about when their lips met.

~*~*~*~

Come on, Hudson, pull yourself together. You're just going to talk. That's all…

~*~*~*~

Finn knocked on Will's door after his last class, sticking his head in to make sure that there were no other students around.

"Hey, Mr Schue? Um… do you have a minute? I kind of need to talk to you."

"Uh… yeah, sure Finn" Will replied, sorting out the pile of Spanish papers on his desk. "What's up?"

Finn closed the door, checking at the same time that the corridor outside was empty before starting to speak. The last thing he needed was for someone to walk in on this particular conversation.

"It's um… it's kind of about, you know… what happened. I mean…"

Will cut him off with a look that told Finn quite clearly not to say any more. "I know what you mean, Finn"

"Well, the thing is…" Finn began. He suddenly felt very self-conscious and it took a few seconds for him to remember what he had wanted to say. "Did you, um… I mean, you didn't tell anyone, did you? I mean… no-one knows what we…"

Will gave Finn a questioning look. "Why would anyone know?" he asked.

Finn dropped his bag onto the floor and began to tell Will what Quinn had said earlier about the rumours. He also voiced his own concerns that somehow, someone knew what had happened.

"And it's only going to get worse, Mr Schue. I mean, with Kurt slapping my butt like that in front of the whole school!"

Will couldn't help but chuckle a little at that, even though he knew he shouldn't. Finn was obviously very worried about this; he should be supportive - trying to help instead of laughing at the young man.

Clearly, Finn did not find the situation funny. When he saw Will laugh, he was annoyed at him; first of all for putting him into such an awkward situation, and then for laughing at him about it.

"Don't laugh at me. It's not fucking funny, ok! This might be some big joke to you, but it's not to me. This is serious Mr Schue!"

"It's not a joke to me either Finn, but I don't know what you want me to say." Will answered sincerely.

"You're not exactly making things any easier for me either!" Finn continued. "The way you were dancing with me when we did "Golddigger"? You just… you can't do that to me, ok? I mean, how am I supposed to act when you're all over me like that?"

Will raised an eyebrow, showing that he was trying -and failing - to follow Finn's line of thought. "All over you? Finn… I was dancing! I danced with everyone."

"Yeah, but not everyone is… the rest of the kids, you know, they don't… they didn't…" Finn threw his arms up in the air and dropped into one of the chairs, letting out an overly dramatic sigh.

"What is it, Finn? What are you trying to say?"

"If you keep dancing with me like that…" he began hesitantly, "Everyone is going to figure it out."

"Figure what out?" Will asked.

"That I'm… you know…"

Will didn't know, at least, not for certain. What he did know was that is was absolutely none of his business. He definitely couldn't ask a student whether or not he was gay, because that just wouldn't be professional. All he could do was try to help the young man, in whatever small way he could.

"Finn, does it actually matter what people think? Look, I'm sure if you just ignore the rumours, they'll go away eventually."

"But that's it!" Finn said, sounding defeated. "They're not just rumours, are they?

Will knew that Finn was right. Whatever he did or didn't know about Finn, he knew what they had done together, and he couldn't just pretend it hadn't happened. Finn had turned to him for help, for advice and support that Will wasn't sure he could give. After all, he wasn't exactly an expert on the subject.

"Finn…" he began tentatively, "What do you think is going to happen here?"

"I don't know" Finn replied. "I haven't really figured it out yet. I mean, I still like girls! You know I kissed Rachel earlier?" Will shook his head, allowing Finn to continue without interrupting. "But I think, you know… maybe… maybe I am gay. Or at least, a bit gay."

Will laughed again, but this time Finn didn't get angry. He actually smiled, seemingly having realised how silly that had sounded.

"A bit gay?" Will asked, "You mean, bisexual?"

"Yeah, that." Finn answered. He looked down at the floor for a second before picking up his bag. He left the classroom without another word.

~*~*~*~

Bisexual. Maybe I can handle that.