So, here I am again. This thing with Rafaél is something I've been looking forward to write for several months now. But I am not entirely sure on how to do it and everything around. This is also where it turns out who Johnny is so desperately in love with, and a few other things.

Johnny POV

I stood in the auditorium correcting my tie for what felt like the millionth time. Pulled the blazer so it hung on my shoulders exactly just as much on the right side as on the left, and pulled up my jeans even though they couldn't really be pulled up anymore. I took a grip of the one red rose I had brought and tucked my free hand in my pocket.

I looked to my watch… thirty seconds… twenty… fifteen… ten… five… three, two one… Just as the clock reached half past five I heard footsteps of someone coming towards the stage where I stood. One last time my vision checked over the table, I seemed to have everything that was needed for a dinner here. For- I knew the girl I was meeting here liked the auditorium and I knew I should have chosen a restaurant she liked or something- the thing was just- I only knew she liked this place.

And then she came walking onto the stage. I smiled seeing her- how could I not? She was wearing baggy jeans and a hoodie but- even though that was nothing special- along with how she'd tied her hair up in a pony- she was as usual the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. "Hi" I said nervously. She looked a bit confused so I continued- and blew the plan I had about what to say from the first word.

"How I asked you how to tell a girl I liked that I did. How I asked you how the perfect first date for you… damn it… I could see you were disappointed. And I hoped that it would be because you felt for me like I felt for you. Because the girl I was in love with was you and… I… I have been totally in love with you since the day I first saw you and there and then you were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen." I swallowed. "And I love you…. Damn I love you so much so… please tell me the disappointment in your eyes was what I thought it could be. Because I love you Alice."

It went all silent. I gripped harder around the rose in my hand. I had totally blown the plan I had about what to say. But I had spoken straight from my heart and I couldn't say I could have said it better even though there was so much to say I could have written a whole book about it. Alice didn't say a word, she looked to the floor and I could see her bottom lip trembling.

"Hey." I went over to her, and before I was able to stop myself I had laid my palm against her cheek. "What's wrong?" She shook her head slightly. Well… I guessed that was it then. She didn't feel for me as I did for her and in a little while this would all be over and forgotten for everyone except for me.

"I do feel the same for you Johnny I just… I was so sure you didn't and now I'm just happy and… and I don't even know what to say." I shook my head and stroke away a tear rolling down her cheek.

"Then don't"

After this I would never really be able to know how I took the bravery and strength to do it, but then I leaned closer to her

And then my lips met hers.

Amy POV

So this was it. Now I would finally sing what I wanted to sing to my best friend. Hopefully make him understand how I really felt about him and hopefully hear that he felt the same. I had been too scared to say to him what I felt so I had decided to sing it instead and where I stood when the theme music played with Rafaél sitting in front of me in the audience chairs.

I pulled my sweaty palm towards the fabric of my jeans and then grabbed the microphone and started singing. Rafaél sat all the while biting his lip in a way I knew meant that he was getting distressed, and so I stopped singing already after the first refrain and asked him what it was. Rafaél stood up and came up on the stage still biting his lip.

"Amy… you're my best friend." He told me. "But… I don't feel anything more for you than just that… and there is something that… that I've been meaning to tell you too." I closed my eyes as I could feel my heart break. So that was it! He didn't feel the same about me and this would just be it! "Amy… You've been my best friend for as long as I can remember and… and please don't let that change! Please let us stay friends- and just let go of this… when you're ready then!" I felt tears burn behind my eyes and shook my head.

"I don't know if I can." Without telling him anything else, and ignoring how he called out for me loudly- I spun around and hurried out of the auditorium and out of the school. I ran home and up to my room where I sunk down on the floor and put my head in my hands.

And on the floor my bag laid open and everything- this afternoon we were going to Washington DC with dad's work for a week- I had been looking forward to going for ages but I just didn't feel like doing it anymore.

Rafaél POV

I sat down on a stool that stood on the stage and put my head in my hands. If only Amy had given me a chance to explain why it wouldn't be possible for me to fall in love with her. If I only hadn't been… I felt so bad for Amy right now. I had so badly wanted to fall in love with Amy back.

And it was when I had tried to fall in love with her. Tried to make my heart feel something I just couldn't- that I realized what I felt and for who- and that was when I knew who I really was. And I had planned to tell my parents over the Friday dinner tomorrow- planned to tell Amy when she came back from the big city. And well- telling Adelina too but I could guess she was too little to understand what it meant to be like me.

"Ralphie." Mum said on Friday when I sat twisting the spaghetti around my fork for the hundredth time because I was way too nervous to get down a single piece. Oh- I hated that stupid nickname- I wasn't five years old no longer was I? "Are you okay?" My dad had more or less forced us to start speaking English at home. Claiming my mum needed to train her English- we were in America. So well… now the only times we spoke Spanish at home was alone with my mum or my sister- or them both.

I put the fork down and swallowed. "Mum… dad…. And Adelina too then… there's something I need to tell you guys. Something you should know. You need to hear it from me before you hear it from some rumors…" I took a deep breath and swallowed again. "And I want you to love me for who I am… for every part of me… Mum, dad… Lina… I'm gay." I hadn't found any other way to say it so at last I just turned to each and every one of them and told them.

"Oh Ralphie." Mum stood up and I scooted over on the sofa to let her come and sit next to me where she laid her arm around my shoulders and stroke my cheek with her hand. "You know we love you no matter what." She kissed the top of my head- of course shoving some tresses of the fringe right in my eyes but I just smiled.

"Get out." My head shot up hearing my dad's voice as he laid his hands on the table and stood up. "Get out… GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I stayed at my seat next to mum and with her arm still around my shoulders. Dad pushed away the chair and came around the table to me and pulled me up to standing in my shirt roughly.

"Pablo" Mum began but dad only kept on pulling me across the kitchen floor while mumbling to himself in Spanish- I even tried to interrupt him- in both English and Spanish but he didn't even flinch as he threw me out of the door and right down in a puddle of water before he stood over me- tall and muscular and I who had just gotten back on my feet and now stood there in the middle of the pouring rain and backed a few steps to get away.

"Get away from my house. You're no son of mine." He turned around and threw the door closed after him. I didn't know what else today so- still in only checkered button up, jeans and sneakers I turned around but turned to the house again when I heard the door open. Out came my little sister and she looked up to me, pouting up her bottom lip.

"Ralphie. What does gay mean?" I kneeled down and took a deep breath so I wouldn't take out the anger towards my dad on her.

"Lina, you know how people fall in love. Like Alex fall in love with you or how mum and dad fell in love with each other" She nodded- she was really intelligent to be so little. "Those are boys that's fallen in love with girls and girls falling in love with boys. But when you're gay it means that you're a boy falling in love with a boy, or a girl fallen in love with a girl." She nodded.

"But love is love… why does dad don't like it?"

"I don't know Lina." Dad came out, lifted Adelina up even though she was screaming for him to let her go and then threw the door closed after him and locked the door. I didn't know what more to do so I turned around- and in the rain that had since long soaked through my clothes I walked up the driveway and towards- well I didn't really know where.

I had never been a person to get really close to many- Amy was my only good friend within walking distance. All my other family lived in Spain so well- those weren't an option. And even though I had made friends with most people in the glee club and some at school, I didn't know anyone so well I could just show up on their doorstep and say "hey my dad just kicked me out can I stay here for maybe a while?" I ended up sitting at a bench by the boulevard- I just sat down, stared right in front of me and didn't move an inch- and that's when it came to me what had really happened.

Lex POV

Mum sneezed and then coughed- she had been going with this stubborn cold for about a week or two and it just wasn't breaking out- or getting better. We had just done some grocery shopping and I was sat in the back seat behind dad driving and sat resting my chin against the back of the driver's seat and looked out the window out on the rain.

"Thank you honey." Mum said when dad reached her another tissue. I smiled and looked to her- but just as I did a person sitting on a bench outside caught my eye. "Who is that sitting in the middle of this rain?" Mum asked- more to herself than us. "Poor boy!" Just as she said the last word I recognized him, but it had taken me a while with his usual so fixed hair lay flat against his head.

"That's Rafaél!" I exclaimed. "Damn- he isn't even wearing a jacket." Dad pulled over and I jumped out of the car and ran over to Rafaél holding my jacket over my head and without thinking I pulled it off and even though it would be way too small I pulled my jacket over Rafaél's shoulders. "RAFAÉL WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I shouted over the sound of the pouring rain. "WHY AREN'T YOU WEARING A JACKET?" It took a little while before he answered, and then I realized it wasn't just raindrops streaming down Rafaél's cheeks but tears too.

And when he answered- he was shouting to me- in Spanish. I looked back to mum and dad and they both came out to us. Rafaél was still shouting the same sentence- or sentences over and over again- and I didn't understand one word of what he said. I looked back to mum and dad-but they just shook their heads.

"Rafaél I don't understand." I tried but he just shook his head and stopped shouting for a moment. "What should we do? We can't just leave him here!" I looked back to mum and dad again but they looked just as confused as I felt. I sighed.

"We could start with taking him into the car- it'll be easier to hear each other then. Burt- call Kurt and tell him to send you Santana's phone number-if she's got the time then I'm sure she can translate to us and perhaps calm Rafaél down if she could speak Spanish with her… Come on honey." She held my jacket back to me and laid her hands on Rafaél's shoulders to lead him to the car.

When we got in the car and had closed the doors we could all hear the sound of Rafaél's low sobbing over the dull sound of raindrops towards the car and dad speaking on the phone to Kurt. He hung up, and then the phone beeped almost instantly. "Hey Santana." He said. "This is Burt Hummel. Listen.. have you got the time to help us for a bit? Yeah thanks, we have got a boy here who is a friend of… well I'll explain that later…. And… he's definitely in some kind of trouble and when he speaks he speaks Spanish… so we were wondering if… yeah… yeah… thank you." He put the phone back and put the speaker on, Santana- who I hadn't met but heard stories about from Kurt, Finn and Blaine said something in Spanish.

Rafaél seemed to calm down for a second, and then said something back- in Spanish of course. They exchanged a few sentences- and then suddenly Santana was swearing- loudly- in Spanish- using a few of the Spanish words I knew. She ended with telling Rafaél- who had calmed down even more at this part- and then hung up.

"He kicked me out." Rafaél said callously. "My dad kicked me out."

Dad started the car when it was clear Rafaél wasn't answering anymore questions and he didn't protest or anything when mum led him into the house. I reached him a towel and dad got upstairs to get some of his own clothes for Rafaél to borrow. Rafaél seemed exhausted so mum showed him into Finn's room and told him he could stay there for as long as he wanted and needed.

I sat down on the living room sofa and looked out of the window- where I could barely see anything with the rain pattering towards the glass. It all seemed so terrible to me- just throwing your child out like Mr. Gerardo had done. My dad may have never treated me right- may have letting me go without food for God knows how long-he might even had tried to kill me.

But I had always had a home, or more of a house, shelter from the storm and the rain, somewhere to hide from the rest of the world- right now Rafaél didn't have any of that.

So that's it…. This chapter held a lot of emotional moments that were really hard to write but I hope I did it well. Next chapter will be Johnsdale… dun, dun, dun duuuunnnnn