Here's the next chapter! Hope you like.

They won. They actually won. Rachel didn't know why it was so hard to believe, she did a great job with her solo and the group number was awesome too, but she was still surprised they won. They were going to New York. New York!

Her solo was flawless. The emotion she put in the song had been causing watery eyes all over the place. Everybody was touched by the strong voice of the small girl with the overload of emotions. She actually wrote it about Finn, but at the time she was singing it about Jesse. Jesse, the guy who broke her heart and was in some hospital bed now. Jesse, the boy who broke her heart.

When they came off the stage, she immediately pulled out her phone and texted Jesse.

'We won!'

Right after she hit the send button she heard a voice from behind her. "Who're you texting?"
She turned around and found Finn glaring at her.

"N- nobody…" She answered.

"Yeah right. Anyway, uhm, we need to talk Rachel…" he suggested.

"Sure."

"Let's go outside?" He offered her his arm, but she nodded in answer and ignored it.

It was chilly outside. "So," he started. "why are you ignoring my texts?"

"Because I'm not the person for you to text with every single moment of the day."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not your girlfriend." Quinn made that very clear, she thought. He shrugged and looked down at his shoes. His black leather shoes. Rachel hated black leather shoes, they were way to neat for her opinion.

"I liked your song…" He admitted quietly. He wanted to ask if it way about him, but hesitated. She already was in a bad mood because of his first question, he didn't want to make it worse.

"Yeah, thanks." She answered, it didn't seem important to him that she wrote it because of him. It wasn't anymore, she figured at closer thought. She sung it about Jesse, and that was the most important part.

He cleared his throat before asking: "Who was it about?"

"Doesn't matter." She said as she was passing him to go back inside. He grabbed her wrist so she spun around and bumped into his chest.

"Rachel." He said threatening.

"Not about you, okay?" She hissed and wanted to get out of his grip, but he was to strong.

She had no idea what happened next. He crashed his lips on hers, pulling her close. When she realized what he was doing, she pushed him away. "You sure?" He asked with a grin.

"I'm sure." Rachel snapped and went back into the building. When she closed the door behind her, she was immediately grabbed by Mercedes, who pulled her in a big hug.

"Where were you girl?" The diva asked her.

"Finn wanted to talk to me." Rachel was surprised of how cool she stayed about this.

"Oh, alright. You're telling me Friday girl." Rachel laughed and nodded. Friday, sleepover with Kurt at Mercedes's house.

They got dressed and gathered at the bus. During the ride home, she suddenly realized that she hadn't checked her phone for an answer. She pulled it out her bag and a smile stretched across her face when she read the '1 message: Jesse St. James' sign at her home screen.

She changed the Jesse St. Jerk ID when she couldn't sleep last night.

'Wow, that's so awesome! I'm so proud of you!
Oh, hey, guess what, I socialized with the fat nurse (; X'

Rachel giggled at the nickname.
"Hey girl, where's that smile from?" Mercedes asked curiously.

"Nowhere…" Rachel said innocently. Mercedes frowned.

"It's him isn't it?"

Rachel sighted. "Yeah…" Mercedes nodded in response, before offering her the other ear of her Ipod.

Mercedes stood in front of the hospital and sighted. It didn't feel right coming here behind Rachel's back, but she had to protect her best friend who was currently at ballet class for the next two hours.

She entered the building and padded over to the reception desk. "Jesse St. James?" She asked the lady, who nodded at her and typed his name into the computer.

"floor 5, room 431." Mercedes nodded and walked over to the elevator. When she arrived at his room, she knocked on the white door and heard a very familiar voice saying: 'Come in!"
She opened the door and stepped into his room. "Hey, I heard you were here from Rachel, how are you?" She said. She prepared the sentence in the elevator, which was a good idea.

"Hey Mercedes, that's a surprise! I'm okay," he said. "why are you here? Last time I checked you guys all hated me.."

She sighted. "Yeah, but you make Rachel smile like I haven't seen her smile in quite a while, so…"
His face perked up. "I do?"

"Yeah," she admitted. "I just wanted to make sure she's not going to end up like last time."

"She won't, I promise." He assured her smiling. "If I had a choice back then, I wouldn't have done it. And I hate myself for doing it, I regret it every day."

"Okay Jesse! Today we have spaghetti, it's gross, but you have to eat it, you won't get anything else!" The fat nurse sang as she entered his room with the usual grey tray. "Oh, I didn't know you had company…"

"It's okay Martha," Jesse laughed. "this is Mercedes. Rachel's best friend."

"Hi! I'm Martha!" She said shaking Mercedes's hand. "Hi…" Mercedes mumbled.

"Okay, I have to go! Take care curly!" She said at her usual tone when she went out the room.

"Wow," Mercedes laughed.

"I know." Jesse replied.

So thoughts? Feel free to point out mistakes or give writing tips, they make me grow as a writer so they're welcome!
Next chapter at 40 you guys!

Disclaimer; I don't own glee and neither do you.

Love, Hach.