Thank you to everyone who has read this so far, it seems that the last chapter was the most popular so far, and you all seemed to like it :) There were a few questions about Kurt not being able to hear through the bedroom door whilst Blaine and Rachel were together. I know it sounds pretty farfetched, but I've been in a similar situation and I never actually heard anything. I'm also basing this on the fact that the hotel was in fact really busy and there was a lot of background noise.

Thanks again for sticking with this, and from now on we'll be looking at Raine's relationship a lot closer :) Please don't give up on this, I have a good idea of what's to come in this and I'm pleased with the direction that it's heading in. Again, if you can, please review on this, I really appreciate them and they do make me smile, and it's always good to have feedback :)

Enjoy x


Blaine woke up the next morning with hardly any recollection of the previous evening, only that he had a lot to drink, which probably was to blame for his splitting headache. He rolled over to cuddle with who he presumed was Kurt, but had a shock when he spotted the mass of brown hair in front of him. He frowned, and blinked quickly to adjust his vision and try and work out what the hell was going on. He leaned over and gasped loudly when he realised that it was Rachel, whose chest was covered by the sheet that they were sharing. He lay back onto his pillow and let out a confused sigh, before realising that as well as sharing a bed with Rachel, he was in fact naked. Startled, he jumped out of bed and scrambled across the room, searching for his clothes. He'd managed to spot his trousers that lay discarded near the window and was pulling them on, when Rachel began to stir. Her eyes opened slowly, and she spotted Blaine stood at the foot of the bed pulling his trousers on. She jolted upright, her lipstick smudged across her cheek and a mass of tangled brown hair covering her face, as she started remembering the slightest things from the previous night. Blaine stared at her, unable to meet her eye – he'd begun to remember a bit more. Rachel rubbed her head, trying to ease the pounding that was causing her so much pain.

"Did we…" She asked, with a nervous laugh, unable to say it out loud. Blaine looked at her, then turned away embarrassed.

"I think we did," he mumbled, picking up the broken glass that Rachel had dropped the night before, more images of the night before flooding his mind. "Are you…." He started before coughing out of embarrassment, he steadied himself and turning to face her "naked?"

Rachel paused for a moment; she closed her eyes and nodded. Blaine cursed loudly and began pacing around the room, noticing his shirt lying underneath the bed. He grabbed it and threw it on.

"Could you…." She started, she paused again and took a deep breath, "Could you look away please?" she asked, and wishing that she'd had said the same thing the night before. Blaine nodded and turned his back on her. Rachel pulled the sheets around her to cover herself even more and managed to stand up and wrapped the sheet tighter around her, creating a make shift dress, before coughing to let Blaine know that she was finished. The room was filled with an awkward silence as she walked across the room. Blaine stood up when she neared him, and began to pace again. Rachel sighed quietly as she started searching in her bag for her shower things. Blaine was struggling to accept what had happened between them,

"How can you be so calm?" he asked her.

"You think I'm calm?" she hissed, "I'm freaking out! Oh God, what are we going to do?" she looked at him helplessly and he shrugged. "I'm going for a shower," she hissed,

"I need time to think," he told her, already rushing towards the door, he opened it so fast that he barely had time to register that Kurt was sat on the floor in front of him.

"Kurt?" he shouted louder than he really should've done, but desperately hoping that Rachel had heard him, "What are you doing?" he asked as he helped him to his feet, Kurt stretched his back and looked at him, confused.

"I was waiting for you to come back," he told him,

"Come back?" Blaine asked him in confusion, "How long have you been out here?"

"All night," Kurt shrugged, "I came looking for you last night. I knocked on the door, when no one answered I assumed that you hadn't come back to the room yet,"

Blaine felt a punch to the stomach, realising what he and Rachel must've been doing when Kurt was knocking on the door. He felt physically sick.

"I must've fell asleep," Kurt said quietly, "When did you get back, why didn't you wake me?" "Rachel and I….we had an early night," he said quickly, wincing as he said those words, "Not together, separately, we had an early night separately," he stuttered, he felt as if he was digging himself into a hole, but luckily Kurt just laughed at him and walked into the room, Blaine following quickly behind him, he closed the door behind Kurt and glanced around the room. Before noticing Rachel walk in from the bathroom, a towel covering her body, and one wrapped tightly around her hair. She gave Blaine an apologetic smile, and no matter how hard Blaine tried not to, he couldn't help thinking how beautiful she looked. Luckily Kurt didn't pick up on the awkward tension between them.

"Morning Rachel," Kurt smiled, "I didn't see you at the party last night, did you enjoy yourself?"

Rachel shot Blaine a glance, before facing Kurt again. "Oh yeah, I had a really good time actually. What about you?"

"It was okay," he sighed as he opened his bag that Rachel had left on the floor and began searching for a clean set of clothes "Except for being dragged to the balcony with David,"

Blaine winced as he started to remember the incident, the incident that had led him to drink in the first place, the incident that had cause him to sleep with Rachel. Clean clothes in hand, Kurt turned to face Blaine.

"I'm so sorry, I know what it must've looked like, but nothing happened, and nothing ever will, I'd never do anything like that to you," Blaine gave him an awkward smile, as he began to feel guiltier than ever.

"It's okay, don't worry about it," Blaine said, then Kurt made him feel ten times worse by hugging him and kissing him gently. Blaine tried to ease his body, but he felt so tense, but luckily Kurt didn't notice.

"Are you finished in the bathroom now?" he asked turning to face Rachel, "I missed my night time moisturising routine last night, so I've got some catching up to do," Rachel nodded and Kurt scurried off into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Blaine and Rachel let out a sigh of relief, and Blaine held his head in his hands.

"What the hell were we thinking?" he groaned, Rachel bit her lip and stared at him.

"Blaine, I…" Rachel started, unable to form a sentence

"We need to talk about what happened," Blaine sighed, still struggling to remove his eyes from Rachel's towel covered body.

"Not right now," Rachel sighed, "We will though, but we can't now, not with Kurt in the next room," Blaine nodded and Rachel sighed

"I need to some air and for Christ's sake, put some clothes on," he hissed, before opening the door and storming out, leaving Rachel alone to face Kurt.

Hundreds of questions were running through Blaine's mind, questions that he never thought he'd ever have to answer. He knew that he had to speak to Rachel about what had happened between them, he had questions that needed to be answered, the most awkward question of all, but also the most questions of all. Could she be pregnant? It was difficult enough trying to deal with the fact that he cheated on Kurt with Rachel of all people, but the possibility of him being dad after a stupid mistake was too much for him to think about right now.

For Blaine and Rachel, the journey home was ridiculously awkward. Kurt was bombarding them with questions that they both were having difficulties answering. Rachel noticed the expression on Blaine's face and tried to change the subject.

"So how many people are we expecting on Wednesday?" she asked, Blaine giving her a slight smile in gratitude.

"Not too many, I've invited some friends of ours, Mercedes is inviting some people, and then there are your friends from Juilliard," Rachel nodded,

"I've only invited three people, well two really but Tina is bringing someone for me to meet," she said, instantly regretting it.

"Oh really? Do tell," Kurt grinned, Rachel silently cursed at her own mistake, but realised that she had to see it through.

"She's trying to set me up with one of her boyfriend's friends, apparently he plays football with Mike," she explained, she glanced in her rear view mirror and noticed Blaine staring incredulously at her.

"That's great Rachel, you never know. He might be the one," Kurt grinned, "Blaine and I will have to interview him first, to make sure he get our seal of approval," he laughed and Blaine and Rachel smiled awkwardly at each other.

They finally arrived home, which came as a result for Blaine and Rachel who could at least attempt to avoid each other. Rachel retreated to her bedroom, barely making an appearance, not that Kurt really noticed, he was too busy planning the party on Wednesday with a distracted Blaine at his side, desperate for answers from Rachel.

"So how was the wedding then?" Tina asked as they finished their rehearsal for the evening, Rachel had agreed to go out for drinks with her, just another way that she could avoid Blaine. Tina was surprised when Rachel had suggested the impromptu night out, but had agreed none the less. When the subject of the wedding arose, Rachel felt a lump in her throat.

"Yeah, it was okay, I spent the evening comforting Blaine, and he was a little…." She paused as she remembered what she was really doing with Blaine that evening, her eyes misted over with guilt as she tried to erase the horrible images, "He was a little depressed, Kurt's mother was trying to set him up with another guy." she mumbled, unable to meet her friend's eye.

"Oh my god, you had sex didn't you?" Tina asked loudly, a few people turned around and Rachel hid her head in her hands, she's felt incredibly guilty about sleeping with Blaine, it wasn't something she planned on broadcasting,

"What? Blaine and me? Of course not," Rachel said quickly, downing the rest of her drink.

"Not with Blaine," Tina laughed as if it was the most ridiculous suggestion ever. "You hooked up with somebody at the wedding didn't you?" Tina asked, a huge grin on her face, Rachel rolled her eyes and ordered another drink from the bar.

"I did not have sex at the wedding," Tina nodded, but Rachel could tell that she wasn't entirely convinced. Rachel didn't blame her. She was an incredible actress, but even she was having difficulty pretending that everything was okay when she was dying every time that she saw Blaine and having to deal with the lies that she was telling by pretending that everything was normal between them, when in reality it was far from normal.

"Well, I'm glad. Noah is really looking forward to meeting you on Wednesday," Rachel smiled absently, in her haste to forget about the incident with Blaine, she'd also found herself blocking out everything else. She couldn't ditch Noah now; it would only add suspicions to her already weird behaviour. Tina spent the rest of the evening talking about Noah and how much he and Rachel had in common, they also spent the night discussing what they were going to do when school was over for the summer, and Rachel relished at the opportunity to discuss anything that wasn't related to the wedding or relationships.

Blaine hadn't had a single chance to speak to Rachel since the wedding, he was positive that she was avoiding him. He was sure that she was determined to make sure that they were never left alone, just so Blaine couldn't even attempt to talk about it. He was sure that she just wanted to leave it in the past. Wednesday came around and Blaine and Rachel still hadn't spoken. Blaine was hoping that it would be put into the past and forgotten about so he could continue to live a happy life with Kurt – but he kept remembering parts of that night, and he hated to admit it, but they weren't bad memories.