A/N:

This chapter is mostly a filler. Next chapter will feature Rachel's confrontation with Rory (I am in the middle of writing it now).

Next chapter will probably be the last chapter as well.

Also, I heard that Rory's episode arc has been extended which makes me ridiculously happy! :)

"We made out last night Rachel." Rory admitted.

A look of disgust spread across Rachel's face before she stammered out, "Well, that was a mistake."

Those words hit Rory like a bullet to the chest. He could feel his heart breaking as he stood there and watched her turn her back to him and walk away.

"Rory!"

He heard somebody calling his name in the distance.

He turned around trying to locate the source of his name.

"Rory!"

He heard it again. This time louder and sounded like it was coming from a different place.

"Rory!"

This time he was shaken and he opened his eyes to find Brittany staring down at him.

Confusion struck him for a moment before he realised he had been dreaming.

Brittany looked down at him with a face of innocence.

"Rory, why are you asleep? It's 1pm."

"Oh, I was really tired, didn't sleep well last night."

"You were moaning…"

"Oh, yeah…I was having a bad dream…"

"Okay, I just came to see if you wanted a ride to the mall. I am meeting Santana there soon."

Rory gave her a smile and said, "Oh, no thanks Brittany. I have some homework to catch up on."

This was half true. He did have homework he needed to do, but that wasn't the reason he didn't want to go. He just wanted to be alone, and certainly didn't want to be anywhere near Santana.

"Okay. See you later then." Brittany replied leaving the room.

Rory sighed, feeling that his cheeks were damp from tears. He had been asleep all morning, but he still felt exhausted, both physically and emotionally. He sat up and scanned his room. He noticed that his phone was flashing. He picked it up and unlocked it.

4 Missed Calls.

1 New Voice Message.

He called his message bank and Rachel's voice filled his ear.

"Hey Rory, it's Rachel. I was…uh… just wondering how your feeling, after last night. Um, I need to talk to you. Can you please call me back when you get this. Thanks."

Rory hung up the phone and threw it across the room. He instantly regretted his outburst, luckily it landed in his pile of dirty washing.

Rory knew that Rachel was after an explanation about last night. Either she didn't remember anything that happened between them and was looking for information. Or she did remember and was calling to tell him that it would never happen again. His dream had seemed so real and he didn't want to go through it in real-life. He didn't want to face talking to her right now, so instead he got up, collected his phone and got properly dressed before heading outside for a walk.

Rory walked for blocks. He ended up in a park in an area of Lima he hadn't been to before. He sat down in the shade of a tree and put his iPod in his ears.

By early afternoon Rachel had become impatient. She drove over to the Pierce's house and knocked on the door. Mrs. Pierce answered the door.

"Oh, hello Rachel. If your after Brittany, she's at the mall with Santana."

"No, actually Mrs. Pierce. I'm looking for Rory."

"Oh. He went out too, sorry."

Rachel sighed, fearing she would never get the answer to her questions, and asked, "Where did he go?"

"He didn't say, sorry. Have you tried calling him?"

"Okay. Thanks Mrs. Pierce. I'll will try calling him again."

Rachel went and sat back in her car. She dialed Rory's number again, but she got no reply.

She was beginning to fear that whatever happened between them last night was terrible if it made Rory go out of his way to avoid her. Many possible scenarios had gone through her head, some were way to overly dramatic even for her. What concerned her the most was how she could have hurt Rory. The boy was so young, innocent and vulnerable. He had already had a lot of trouble here and the thought of her adding to his pain was unbearable.

She decided that she should do the poor boy a favour and leave him alone for now. He obviously didn't want to talk to her. She hoped that by giving him some space right now he would be ready to talk about it later.

Rory had gone through almost all of his iPod's battery and was regretting not taking a jacket with him by the time he decided he should go home. It would be dinner time soon and he wasn't rude enough to Mrs. Pierce to go missing twice in 24 hours. He trudged home and was quiet all through dinner.

Just as they were almost done Mrs. Pierce address him.

"Rory, I almost forgot. Rachel Berry came looking for you not long after you left. She said she would try your mobile."

There was no escaping Rachel, was there.

"Okay. Thanks, I'll call her later." he said.

He didn't. Instead he turned his phone off and went to bed.

He spent Sunday the same ad he spent Saturday. He kept his phone off and went out in an attempt to avoid Rachel, but he knew that there was no escaping her tomorrow at school and Glee Club rehearsal. He contemplated pretending to be sick, but knew that he was a terrible liar and Mrs. Pierce would get suspicious. His game plan was to just avoid be around her as much as possible.

It was almost the end of the day and Rory had managed to stay away from Rachel all day. Glee Club rehearsal was last though, and there was obviously no way of avoiding her there. The only way to get around talking to her would be to skip rehearsal and just go home now.

He was about to implement this plan when Mr. Shue rounded the corner.

"Hey Rory, how are you today?"

"Fine, thanks." he replied polietly.

"Ready for Glee Club? I am really excited to see where your groups are in getting your mash-ups organized." he said as he started walking towards the choir room expecting Rory to follow him.

There was no getting out of this now.

Rory sighed and followed him. He paused outside for a moment and took a deep breath before hesitantly walking in. Luckily he was the last to arrive and was able to hide away on the other side of the room where Rachel couldn't easily get to him. She shot him a look and mouthed 'we need to talk'.