A/N: Hey everyone! I say this every time but I'm sorry for the long delay for this chapter. The semester has been crazy and leaves me with little time to write but hopefully I will find more time to update. I also had slight writers block and when I get that I tend to focus on my other stories or write new ones.
I also want to thank everyone who has reviewed and or made alerts/favorites. I can't believe that so many of you are reading. Thank you so much for staying with me during this story.
Anyways, now that my rambling is done, enjoy the chapter and please review if you have the time.
As Will drove he noticed that he had nowhere to go. Sure he could go talk to Rachel but he didn't think that he would be able to talk to her at this point although it was very important that he did talk to her.
He pulled up to a stop sign and took a minute to look at himself in the car mirror and really try and figure out what he was doing. Rachel was important to him, he knew that but he really didn't know if they could be an actual couple. He was surprised at how much Rachel had cared about him as more than her teacher though. He didn't understand how she could be so calm about everything that had happened. They had both said they loved each other while in New York and broke off their relationships with their significant others but something still didn't feel right to Will.
A car honk from behind him took him out of his trance and he continued driving. This time however, with a destination in mind and a person he needed to talk to with an idea that would hopefully put the curious question to rest.
It didn't take long for him to arrive at Rachel's house and he found himself knocking at her door quicker than he thought. Rachel opened and looked at him in surprise. She didn't know that he was planning on coming over.
"Hi," Rachel said casually while wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Hi, can I come in?" Will asked pulling away. Rachel nodded and moved to the side so he could enter the house.
"So how did the meeting go?" Rachel asked still wondering about the outcome.
"It went fine, Figgins just asked some questions and came to the conclusion that the Glee club will need at least two chaperones whenever we travel now," Will explained.
"So he didn't find out about us?" Rachel asked double checking.
"No, we are in the clear," Will explained, hesitance clear in his eyes. He wanted to tell Rachel his idea but he just didn't know how to tell her.
"What's wrong, Will? I can tell something went wrong," Rachel stated.
"Where are your dad's?" Will asked noticing that the house was oddly quiet.
"They are out of town for a vacation. They needed time to themselves after everything that has happened," Rachel said.
"Oh," was all Will could think of to say. His eyes drifted around her house and Rachel immediately knew that something was bothering him.
"What's wrong, Will?" Rachel asked again, determined to find out. She was going to find out even if she had to pry it out of him.
"Nothing, everything's fine," Will lied as he looked to the ground to avoid eye contact.
"No, it's not. You're not telling me something," Rachel accused. She could always read Will's body language and he was acting strange although she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"Fine," Will said giving in. Rachel nodded at him to continue.
"When I left, I ran into Emma in her office and told her that I couldn't be with her anymore," Will explained.
"Well that's a good thing, isn't it?" Rachel asked. In her mind she thought Will would have been happy to be over Emma as she was with Finn.
"Well of course, you know I care and love you Rachel, but," Will started to say but stopped thinking of how he was going to phrase his next sentence.
"But what, Will?" Rachel asked.
"It's just that I feel horrible for doing that to Emma. She wanted to go out with me and I totally just ruined our relationship out of the blue. Seeing her trying not to cry in front of me broke my heart," Will explained.
"Look, I know it's hard Will. I had to break up with Finn, remember? It's the right thing to do if we are going to try and be a couple. A married one at that," Rachel said.
"About that Rach," Will said. "I think we need to seriously think over what we are doing," Will said.
"What do you mean? I thought we had already decided that we were going to try this," Rachel said feeling tears starting to prickle in her eyes. She couldn't face rejection from him again.
"I know we said that but I don't know how to do this, Rachel. We don't even know if we are even married," Will said stating the obvious.
"I know that but what if we are? Are you going to get a divorce?" Rachel asked with her anger showing through. She loved Will and she thought that he loved her too. He even said he did.
"I don't know Rachel. I can't think that far ahead at the moment. What we need to do first is to find out if we are actually married and then go from there," Will said. He noticed that Rachel was about to cry so he place a hand on her shoulder and brought her into a hug.
"Can you honestly tell me that you are ready to be married?" Will asked as he pulled away. "And to me? I'm double your age, Rachel," Will said.
Rachel thought for a moment and looked into his eyes. They were so warming and comforting and she knew that she would be safe whenever around him. Age had never occurred to her to be a problem so she dismissed that question.
"Yes, Will. I think I am ready. I know that Broadway is calling in a year when I graduate but that is a year from now and I want you now. I need you now," Rachel said as she leaned up and kissed him on the lips.
It was soft and gentle and when she pulled away it made Will crave for more. He loved the way that her lips felt when they were on his. It gave him a feeling of comfort and it reminded him that someone did actually care about him.
"Rachel," Will softly moaned out. She leaned up and kissed him again not letting him back out of this. He needed to be reminded how it felt when they were together and she was going to show him.
Will felt his hands wrap around her waist and pull her closer, inhaling the scent of her hair in the process. It smelt like strawberries and Will desperately wanted to run his fingers through it.
The kiss grew more passionate as Will slipped his tongue in Rachel's mouth, which she gladly opened.
Rachel moved her hands to rest on the back of Will's neck to play with the curls that laid there. She then felt her legs lift off of the floor as Will grabbed her behind. Rachel instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist to keep from falling.
"Bedroom?" Will huskily whispered. Rachel nodded and Will felt his legs move in the direction of the stairs. He was soon kicking the door open to her bedroom and found himself shutting it just as quickly.
He gently placed her on the bed and stared at her. It was suddenly important that he had to say what he needed to say. He had gotten so wrapped up in the moment that he never told her of his plan.
"Rachel, before we go any farther, I want to go back to New York. We need to find out the truth about our relationship." Will said grabbing her hands.
Rachel propped herself on her elbows with a look of confusion on her face.
"New York? Isn't there another way to find out if we are married?" Rachel asked.
"I'm not sure but I really feel like if we went back, we could finally sort this out," Will said.
Rachel stared at him not quite sure what to make of the situation. Part of her did want to go back to New York to finally figure out the truth, but the other part of her wanted to go nowhere near the city. She didn't want Will to leave her if they weren't married and she didn't want him to consider a divorce if they were married.
"Rachel, please, we need to do this," Will said trying to get some reaction out of her.
"I know. Just promise me, that you won't leave me? That you will give us a chance no matter what the circumstances are?" Rachel asked with pleading eyes.
Will thought for a moment. He did not know if he could promise Rachel everything but he could at least try to have a relationship with her.
"I'll try Rachel. That's all I can say," Will said. Rachel nodded at him and leaned up to kiss him to tell him that she still wanted this. That she still wanted to be together.
Will returned the kiss and gently leaned her back on the bed. Rachel got to work at unbuttoning the buttons on his shirt and soon the cool breeze was openly hitting his chest.
Will moved from her lips to her neck and gently began to suck, lick and bite the open skin that lay there for him.
He moved his hands from her waste to the hem of her shirt. He looked at her for assurance and she nodded at him letting him know that it was okay to remove.
Will lifted it from her body with the utmost care and grace. His fingers trailed over her skin and found a resting place at her bra. He quickly unclasped in and watched it fall to the floor.
He took a nipple in his mouth and gently massaged the other one, switching back and forth between the two. Rachel moaned in pleasure and bliss as she instinctively tightened her legs to release some of the pressure that had formed.
Rachel wrapped her hands in Wills curls, pulling him closer to her. She felt the bulge in his pants and went to unbutton his jeans. She pulled his belt out of the loop and undid his pants and boxers in one swift movement.
Will gasped as he felt Rachel's hand encircle him. Her hand was moving up and down his hard length and Will moaned in pleasure.
He found his hands working on her jeans and he quickly pulled them off of her. He was working on her underwear when Rachel had cupped him.
"Rach, if you don't stop, I'm going to burst," Will said gruff and hoarse.
"I can't help it, you just turn me on," Rachel said seductively.
He finally got her underwear off and gently slid in two fingers to Rachel's entrance. Rachel let out gasp as Will started moving in and out.
It wasn't long before she was on the verge of an orgasm. She let herself go screaming Will's name. Rachel's breathing returned to normal but she needed more.
"Will, I need you, all of you," Rachel said. "Please, make love to me?" Rachel asked. Will nodded and reached for his wallet that had fallen on the floor. He pulled out a condom package and ripped it open. He quickly slid it on and positioned himself at her entrance.
"Remember this is going to hurt, Rachel, but I'll try and be gentle," Will said leaning down and giving her a kiss on the forehead. Rachel nodded signaling for Will to continue.
He carefully entered her and Rachel gasped. Will stilled for a moment to wait for Rachel adjust to the size. He slowly started to move once he had gotten the okay from her. His thrusts were slow and gentle and both were moaning in pleasure.
Will soon quickened his pace which made Rachel grip at his shoulders for support.
"Please, faster Will," Rachel said as Will complied and sped up his movements.
Will was close and he could tell Rachel was as well. He gave one more thrust that sent both of them over the edge. Will collapsed on top of Rachel, trying not to crush her small frame.
Will pulled out and took care of the condom before returning to lie next to her on the bed.
"I love you, Will," Rachel said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"I love you too, Rachel," Will said before he could stop himself. He did love Rachel, he just didn't know if he could be married to her and only time would tell if they were truly married or not.
A couple of hours later, they both woke up. Will made an early dinner for them of pasta while they sat and watched the television. Once they were done, Will was looking up plane tickets while Rachel was cleaning the dishes.
"Rachel, there is a flight for tomorrow that leaves at noon," Will called from the couch with his lap top on the coffee table.
"There are only a couple of seats left," he added.
"Is there another flight?" Rachel asked.
"Not one that leaves tomorrow," Will said. He wanted to be in New York as soon as possible.
"Well alright then. I guess that one will do," Rachel said putting the last dish away.
"Okay great, I'll purchase the tickets and book our flight," Will said as he hit the purchase button.
"Great," Rachel said less enthusiastic.
"Look, I know we have different views on this Rach, but it's for the best if we find out the truth," Will said turning around and looking at her.
"I know, I just don't get why you are so opposed to being married," Rachel stated. She didn't know why she was bringing this up again but she wanted to know the truth.
"I'm not opposed. I just want to know the truth. Is that so wrong?" Will asked.
"No but when we make love together that should mean that you would want to be with me," Rachel said.
"I do want to be with you Rachel. It's just I don't know if being married is the best thing," Will said. "I mean look at us. We got married on a field trip were we don't remember hardly anything about that night," Will said.
"It shouldn't matter how we got married as long as we are married though," Rachel fired back.
"Okay look, we go to New York tomorrow sort this thing out and then see where we are when we come back. Even if we aren't married we will still have to hide the fact that we are dating. You still have another year of high school, Rachel," Will said trying to make a point but all he really did was just upset her more.
"I know the circumstances of our relationship, Will. You don't have to keep telling me," Rachel said.
"I'm sorry, I just want you to see things my way," Will said.
"I know and I'm trying but it's hard to see from your side when you don't want to be married. It's hard to believe what you say when you say you love me but don't want to be with me," Rachel said breaking down in tears.
"For the last time Rachel, I do want to try this but as a couple and only a couple, not a married one," Will said feeling the emotions of regret and guilt build from their previous love making session. He wouldn't have gone along with it if she was still hung up on wanting to be married.
"Well fine, I'm going to go pack," Rachel said as she stormed upstairs. "You can see yourself out," Rachel added as she shut her door. The truth was, was that Rachel had thought that maybe after making love, Will would have realized how much he meant to her and how much she didn't care about being married but only the opposite happened.
Will sighed and closed his laptop after finalizing the tickets. He packed up his things and headed towards the door to leave with the awful feelings of guilt and regret but slight happiness as the only thing he couldn't wait for was finally going back to the scene of the crime, New York.
A/N Again: I would just like to mention that if anyone has any prompts they would like to see filled, message me. I'm itching to write something new. Thanks!