And now, another installment from my story of Will and Rachel. Where will this road lead them? Hope you guys enjoy! Please comment!

Regrets

Will sat on his bed with nothing but a mind filled with so much thoughts. This whole time in Glee club, Rachel Berry had never abandoned her feelings for him. He kept asking himself if he ever developed any feelings for her. The years of underlying tension between him and Emma were in the past. She'd broken his heart when she chose Carl over him. Will felt as if there was nobody in this world who he could have an intimate relationship with. There was nobody who could feel what he was feeling. His heart was already broken too many times. First with Terri and the fake pregnancy, then Emma with Carl. Will couldn't stop the tears flowing from his eyes. He only wanted to find someone to love, someone who would love him back the same. Sure, he was good looking (according to the students at school), but he knew that looks was not going to bring him the love that he had yearned for.

But then he thought again. Out of all the people that came through his life, he felt the most connection with Rachel. Before, he had cringed at the thought of Rachel's innocent little crush when he was her partner while singing ballads, but over the years, Rachel grew on Will. Will was amazed by Rachel's tenacity and her determination. Her vivaciousness made Will become attracted to her even more so during her senior year. Will didn't think too much of it until Nationals…until now. Yet, Will always kept his distance between him and her. He was her teacher after all, but in all those times of heartbreaks whether from Finn, Puck or Jesse, it seemed as if Rachel always turned to Will for comfort. He had told her that they were only going to be teacher and student. No more and no less. He wished he didn't see that because this situation made him to be an even bigger hypocrite.

His thoughts of a relationship with Rachel soon died after he realized that he was 33 years old and she was only 17 going on 18. The age differences were too much, but being with Rachel crossed Will's mind far too often. It had crossed Will's mind more than he had hoped for. He would often lie in his bed at night and think of her. One part of his mind told them that she is way too young, but the other part told him that age shouldn't determine anything when it comes to love.

Will glanced at his watch and exclaimed, "Wow, 12:04. It's getting late."

Will stood up and walked towards the bathroom washing his face from his tears. His eyes were really bloodshot red, so Will decided he needed to take a shower. Will had to wake early tomorrow to take the Glee club to the airport to head back to Lima. He felt bad not eating with his Glee students or celebrating Rachel's birthday. Thank goodness, Emma was there to chaperone. Emma married Carl just five months ago and she was already four months pregnant. Carl really did change Emma in ways that Will was never able to. In his heart, Will believed that Emma made the right choice. As he was washing his face, Will noticed his appearances. He was much too old. He couldn't help but notice his graying hair.

"I'm only 33," Will thought to himself as he ran his hands over his hair. Will took his clothes off to shower. He looked at himself in the mirror.

"Not bad" Will thought with a faint smile as he stepped in the shower. As he let the water run through his body, he let all his frustrations and all his troubles out. Will always loved to shower whenever he had any problems. It was as if the shower acted like a healing rain of sorts that would cleanse him of his stresses and he would feel so calm after taking one. In the middle of the shower, he heard a knock on the door.

"Who could it be?" Will thought, but only one person came into his mind. Will sighed and said to himself, "Rachel".

"Do I answer the door?" Will asked himself. Will knew the implications if he did, yet he felt he owes Rachel an explanation. He was determined to tell her that she and him can never be.

Turning off the shower, Will stepped out and quickly dried himself with a nearby towel and wrapped it around his waist. He didn't want to put on a robe. He feared it looked much too creepy, like he was trying to seduce someone. He didn't have enough time to put on some clothes because he didn't want to keep Rachel waiting. Will looked through the eyehole and it confirmed his suspicions. Will took a deep breath and opened the door. Wait, Will thought. He should've put on some clothes, but it was too late. The door opened before he could stop the inevitable from happening because the first thing Will noticed was Rachel's piercing gaze. It looked as if Rachel was giving him the onceover his body. Rachel opened her mouth and quickly blushed. She looked away as if she was embarrassed of him.

"I'm sorry Mr. Schue. I-I didn't k-know that you, I mean..." Rachel stammered. Will couldn't help but feel embarrassed as well. He looked for the nearest shirt and put it on.

"Sorry, you knocked while I was in the shower. Come in though. I'll just put on some clothes. Just…have a seat anywhere," Will said as Rachel walked into the room. Will grabbed his boxers and a pair of sweat pants, walking right back into the bathroom to change.

"God, what the hell am I thinking?" Will thought to himself. He knew it was a mistake the first moment she walked into the room. He quickly put on his clothes and walked out of the bathroom. Rachel was sitting on his bed, looking at her feet.

"I thought you were supposed to be celebrating your birthday" Will said to Rachel.

"I couldn't go," Rachel replied. "I had something on my mind" Rachel stood up and walked towards Will. Will backed up against the wall.

"W-what is it?" Will asked Rachel.

"I wanted to clear something up, but I wanted to ask you first. I want you to be honest Will. Do you have any regrets in your life?" Will flinched at the sound of Rachel calling him by his first name. He took at stepped back and realized there was nowhere left to go and Rachel inched closer and closer towards Will.

Will thought for a moment and replied, "Everyone has regrets Rachel".

"Have you ever regretted not telling a person something?"

"No, of course not." Will said immediately. He knew this was a lie, but this was the only thing he could think without it sound like he had feelings for-

"Do you want to know what my regret is?" Rachel asked before Will could finish his thoughts. Will shook his head.

Rachel answered, "Not being able to recognize that you were always there for me." Will stood there, shocked. He knew exactly what she was going to say next.

"I love you Will," Rachel declared, "And I call you by your first name because I no longer consider you just my teacher. I want to be more than that. Don't you know how much I care about you? Don't you know how much you mean to me?" If this had been a time about two years ago when Rachel said this, Will would've deemed it to be creepy because it came from a student, but he can't think this now because he knew that he had feelings for Rachel and he really did care about her.

Rachel felt Will pushing her away, but she continued to persist. She was so close that Will could smell the faint lavender perfume she always liked to put on. Will found himself not being able to resist her advancement. He wanted to say the same back, but he could not bring himself to say it.

"Rachel, I can't…," Will began to explain to her.

"This is a load of crap Will. I know you have feelings for me too, but you're too afraid to admit it. Is it the age differences? I don't care if you're younger than me or older than me. I love you because of who you are," Rachel replied with tears and ferocity. The next thing Rachel did really REALLY shocked Will.

Rachel grabbed Will's face and pulled him in. She kissed Will pouring in all her love and anger on him. She was very aggressive, Will noted. Will resisted at first, but he began to succumb to his urges and kissed her back with the same intensity. They both moved back towards Will's bed, never breaking from their lock. He knew that it was about to lead to the inevitable. He began to undo her dress as she pulled of his shirt. Rachel opened her eyes and let her hand run across Will's toned body. Will opened his eyes and looked at Rachel. With every kiss he gave her, he could see the glow on Rachel's skin, burning bright red even from the slightest of touch. He could hear her moan his name with such pleasures when he began to plant soft kisses on her neck. He ran his hands all along her sweet curves and felt on her smooth skin. He managed to take his pants off before something happened. A thought came into Will's head and he stopped. This was what he wanted all along: to give all his love to this one person that he had the deepest connections with, but bad thoughts came into his mind.

This isn't what you want...Not for her.

A pause.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?" Rachel asked, breathing hard.

"I can't," Will replied, moving away from her and putting his shirt back on. He opened the door to the hotel room. Rachel sat on his bed, looking dumbstruck.

"What's wrong Will?"

"I-I have nothing. Don't you understand Rachel? I am nothing. You're going to be a huge star one day and I know that this isn't the life that you want. Being with your Glee teacher from a city that nobody has never even heard of? Being with me? This is not the life you want. This is certainly not the life I want you to have. I'm sorry Rachel, but I can't hold you back."

Rachel could feel the sting of the tears developing in her eyes as she noticed the same developing in Will's. "Why is he telling me this?" Rachel thought to herself, "What did I do wrong?" Rachel looked up at Will, but Will couldn't bear to look her in the eyes.

"But Will, I love you-" Rachel managed to say with her voice breaking.

"Goodbye, Rachel." It was a firm answer that Will told Rachel.

Rachel slipped into her dress quickly and walked out of the room at Will's request. Every step she made was painful. She couldn't bear to look at Will's eyes anymore. She didn't know if everything was going to be all right. Rachel left Will's room, more confused and distraught than ever.

"Hope you have a good life," Will said as he closed his door. Will could feel the pain rising in his chest as teardrops fell from his eyes. "It's for the best," he thought to himself. Wasn't it?

Did you guys like it? Obviously, this is not where I wanted the story to end. I had already written more parts to this story that will take place in the future. Do you guys like the idea? Or should I just end with this? Well, I think the latter will prove that Will and Rachel were never meant to be while the former…well, maybe there's actually hope set in store for them. I leave the decision to the readers.

Later! And please comment!