Rachel's POV

After my blow up with Mr Schuster I knew that I had to get out of there. I knew that people wouldn't be looking for me, so I decided to come and sit on the bleachers, the exact spot where Noah and I broke up. I always had regretted that; I was so adamant that the reason we broke up was because I was still interested in Finn but looking back, I don't think I was ever interested in him. I only started dating him again because I didn't want to be alone. I know its sad.

If I had it my way Noah and I would have never broken up, I just wasn't ready to come second best to Quinn again but then when I found out that he was the baby daddy I came to the realisation that he wasn't interested in Quinn, he was more interested of the baby in her belly.

Tears sprang in my eyes as I looked towards the soccer field. I hated myself, Mercedes was right I probably did deserve the beat down I got off Cherry. I deserved not to have friends. Just because I allowed Quinn into my home doesn't mean we are friends. She is a popular, even with a baby growing inside of her. Santana, who is always around is still a cheerio which means that she is instant popular. And Noah, he can have any girl he wants, why would he want a loser like me?

Because everyone knows that is what I am. The loser, who broke open baby gate, for her own selfish gain. The girl whose mother and father's didn't want her. Mr Schue was right I am a terrible sport and I don't belong in Glee. I don't belong anywhere. Maybe their lives would be better if I was not here.

I don't know how long I had been sitting there crying but I could tell that the weather dropped, and dark grey clouds consumed the sky, my eyes stung and my whole body began to ache, but I was past caring. I let out a shaky breath, as I felt a jacket wrap over my shoulders making me jump slightly. I turned to see a mohawk boy standing over me. His hazel eyes laced with concern.

"Do you know how long we have been looking for you?" He asked. "I should have known you would be here."

"What are you doing, Noah?" I asked.

"What am I doing? What the hell are you doing Rachel? You do know the temperature dropped, and it looks like it's going to rain. You could have gotten hypothermia!" He argued.

"I was fine." I stated.

"Really is that why are sitting there shivering even with my jacket on?" He asked. "I've been worried sick, so has everyone in Glee."

"Don't…" I snapped before I realized what I said.

"Don't what?" He questioned.

"Don't pretend like everyone including you care about me." I said as I closed my eyes trying to stop the tears from falling down my face again. I didn't think that I could control myself if I knew the truth about what they truly feel about me. I let out another shaky breath as I felt his arms wrap around me. As soon as my head hit his chest my tears came flooding out, his grip held me tighter as I did so.

I don't know how long I had been sitting crying into him, but it had started to rain. He didn't seem to care that I had stained his clothes with my tears he just clung onto me harder. I felt his lips on my head a few times, but I was probably imagining it. Once my tears stopped, he peeled me off his chest and held me at arm's length to look into my eyes.

"Is that what you truly think? That we don't care about you?" He asked.

"Why should you care about the school freak?" I asked in a small voice, hoping that he didn't hear me, but luck was not on my side as he heard everything I said.

"Berry, I'll be the first to admit, you want me to set myself on fire, your obnoxious, socially awkward, self-involved, and egotistical. But every time when I hear you sing, or look at you, I don't see all of that. I see a strong, hardworking, sweet, forgiving and independent girl. You have been through so much through your life, with your mother walking away from you twice, you have been a target for everyone to rip down because you want to succeed in life and get out this shit town, and when you hear people laugh, drawn pornographic pictures of you, or throw a slushie in your face, you still have your head held high. Why wouldn't I want to care for a girl as awesome as that?"

"Thanks Noah." I said in a whisper.

"Now come on, I think that Quinn is going to burst if she doesn't get food in her belly asap."

"Wait they are here?" I asked.

"They are in my truck. I told them that I would come and talk to you." He said as he stood up and offered his hand out to me. I smiled as I took it before allowing him to pull me up to my feet. I tried to give him is jacket back but he wouldn't take it as he led me to the truck.