Counterfeit

Chapter 2: Favor

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.

I just edited this chapter a bit. I changed the "hadn't seen Rachel for a year" to "hadn't seen Rachel for a couple of months". Had to change it because it was messing with my timeline -_- . Chapter 3 will be up soon.

Maybe he should had analyzed what he thought before.

Have Rachel Berry be his fake girlfriend

He hadn't seen Rachel for a couple of months and now here he was standing in front of her doorstep waiting to ask her to play a huge roll in his plan.

So many thoughts were running through his mind. Would she say yes? Would she slam the door in my face? Would she call me crazy and then laugh at me?

Every thought was a would she would she would she.

As he felt a gust of wind blow towards him he realized he had been standing out there for five minutes. So he gathered himself together and was able to ring the doorbell.

He felt like running away and hiding behind a bush but that plan soon disappeared into nothing as the door opened. He was met with the brunette that had filled his thoughts all day and night.

"Blaine!" Rachel said surprised

"hey Rachel. I-uh can I come in?"

"Sure." and she motioned him in. They sat in her very pristine living room and Rachel started by saying "I haven't seen you in long time. How have you been? And how's Kurt?"

"I'm doing well thank you and we broke up a couple of months ago."

"Oh I'm sorry to hear that" she said apologetically and took his hand in hers and squeezed it comfortingly.

"Don't worry about it I'm fine. How are you and Finn?"

He saw her facial expression fall a bit but it disappeared as soon as she put on her signature smile and said "not together" and she laughed a bit.

After a few seconds of silence Rachel said "I don't mean to be rude or anything but is there a reason for your visit?"

He found himself unable to speak due to the nervousness gathering up within him. But he knew that he had to ask her.

"So you know how my dad has been trying to make me straight right?" she nodded. "Well he hasn't stopped and I thought of a plan to get him to stop but I need your help."

"Sure Blaine, anything." Rachel responded and squeezed his hand again.

He took in a breath of air.

"I need you to be my fake girlfriend."

He saw the look on her face change into a mix of different emotions.

He felt the hole of rejection get deeper and deeper as each second passed.

"If you don't want to do it, it's-"

"I'll do it." Rachel replied

"What…?" he was in complete shock

"Well, if it will help get your dad to stop bothering you then yes. I'll be your fake girlfriend." Rachel replied

He released a breath of air he was not aware he was holding "Thank you so much Rachel!" He was so caught up in the moment that he embraced her in a hug.

He realized how comforting it was to have her in his arms. It seemed…so perfect.

"Uhm…Blaine?"

"Oh sorry!" and he quickly retracted his arms from around her.

"So your positive that you want to do this?" Blaine asked

"Absolutely!" Rachel replied

"So were having a family dinner this Sunday and that's when you'll make your first appearance as my 'girlfriend'." He saw Rachel nod her head and continued. "Knowing my family, they will bombard us with questions. So remember, we have been dating for five months, met through friends -which is true- and we'll answer the other questions when we get there."

"And what time is this dinner?" Rachel asked

"It's at seven but I'll pick you up at six so that we arrive on time." He noticed she had a far away look on her face and asked, "Are you okay?"

She shook her head a bit and said "yeah. Just thinking."

"Alright, I have to go now Rachel." And he stood up "thank you so much for doing this" and he hugged her again as she stood up.

He felt that sense of comfort again.

He ended the hug sooner than he wanted but he didn't want to get carried away so he headed towards the door. He stopped in front of the door and said, "Thanks again." And he hurriedly exited through the door and went towards his car. Rachel locked the door as Blaine left and sat down on the couch again.

What did I get myself into this time? Rachel thought to herself.