Rachel ran through the rain, carrying her jacket above her head before going into a little cafe. She went to order a drink before she remembered she hadn't come out with any money. She walked back out and looked at the building opposite. Tom lived in one of the apartments there. She walked into the building slowly and up to the lift. She got in and pressed the button for the 9th floor.

"I can do this," she kept saying to herself. Finally, the lift arrived at its floor, and Rachel got out. She walked to Tom's door and knocked on it. She waited a few minutes before knocking again. After a while with no answer, she turned around and started to head back to the lift. She exited the building back into the rain. Tears again filled her eyes.

She started to walk slowly down the street and passed a theatre. She looked at the giant billboards outside for a minute.

"His heart or my dreams?" she asked herself, hating the fact that she had a decision like this to make. She carried on walking, making her way to Central Park. The rain got harder, and she quickly ran to take shelter under a bridge. Another guy was also taking shelter under there. He wore jeans and a gray hooded top, and was holding a bottle. She looked at the guy for a second before shaking her head in disbelief.

"You're Blaine Anderson!" she said to the guy.

"Yeah, who wants to know?" He got up off the floor and walked over to Rachel.

"I'm Rachel Berry. You're working with my friend in your latest show. His name's Kurt Hummel." 

Blaine looked down at the floor before looking back at Rachel and replying.

"Oh. Yeah, I am." He wiped his eyes.

"Are you crying?" Rachel asked.

"No. Why would I be?" Blaine asked before taking a sip from the bottle.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Rachel looked back out to see if the rain had stopped. Blaine threw his now empty bottle at the wall, making Rachel jump.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Rachel asked. She looked at Blaine's hand. She could see blood starting to appear from it as some of the broken glass cut his hand, but Blaine didn't care. He just sat back down. Rachel walked over to him and grabbed his hand.

"You need to get that looked at." She looked in her pockets and found a small scarf. She wrapped it around Blaine's hand.

"Thanks." Blaine looked up at the girl helping him. She made a knot in the scarf.

"Kurt must be really lucky... I mean to have you as a friend." Blaine said.

"No, I'm a terrible friend." Rachel sat down next to Blaine. 

"I mean, I have to choose between my dreams or telling him something that's going to break his heart," Rachel continued, "and at the moment my dreams are winning. I'm a terrible person. I always have been."

"I don't believe that for one minute," Blaine said as he looked down at his hand.

"It's true. All I care about is myself. I mean, now I can admit it, but I just can't not act on it. It's like it's wired into my brain or something - unless it helps Rachel then it doesn't happen."

"I see."

"I need to tell him. I have to," Rachel said to herself.

"Is it about... Tom?" Blaine asked, unsure how Rachel would react. After all, she was his friend and he didn't know how much she knew.

"Yes, and I know it's not your fault...what happened. I mean, that Tom, he's such an ass. I can't believe I've only just found that out."

"Actually, I kind of told Kurt about what happened, and he kicked me out."

"You did what?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, I kind of went round to his apartment. I thought he had seen that damn article and I wanted to explain to him what happened, but he didn't know. So, we just ended up watching a DVD of one of his old shows. I don't know what happened, but somehow I ended up telling him about the kiss." Blaine reached inside his pocket and pulled out his mobile. He dragged up the photo he took of Kurt all those weeks ago.

"You like him, don't you?" Rachel asked as she looked at the picture, then back up to Blaine, who now had tears falling from his eyes. Blaine couldn't respond with an answer, so he simply nodded. They both stayed silent for a few minutes both unsure what to say next. Finally, Blaine wiped the tears from his eyes and spoke.

"I think he hates me. He thinks I've made up the whole thing up."

"You know what?" Rachel jumped up from where she was sitting and started to dance happily.

"What?"

"I can help you...what I mean is, I can tell him it's true. All he needs is confirmation, and I can give him that."

" I guess."

"I mean, it's going to break his heart, but I guess that's better than being in a relationship like that."

"I suppose." Blaine looked back down at his phone.

"You're coming with me!" Rachel grabbed Blaine's arm, lifting the guy up.

They finally made it back to the apartment.

"Crap! I've forgotten my keys," Rachel said as she searched her pockets.

"You live here, too?" Blaine asked.

"It's the only way we can afford an apartment in the city. Plus, we thought it would be fun." Rachel moved forward and knocked on the door. No answer. She knocked again. Again, no answer.

"Please, don't let him hurt himself" Rachel said to herself as she knocked on the door again.

"Kurt, open the door!" Rachel shouted. Blaine looked through the keyhole and saw that the room was empty.

"I don't think he's here. It looks like the computer has been used," Blaine said.

"He must have seen the article," Rachel said, turning away from Blaine and heading back to the lift.

"Where are you going?" Blaine asked, following the girl into the lift.

"To Tom's. He must have gone there to see him."

They both ran to Tom's. Blaine had to cover his head again to make sure no one recognized him. Luckily, the rain was still heavy so not many people were on the street. They entered the apartment building and into the lift. They got to Tom's door, but a noise stopped them from knocking on it.

"Do you hear that?" Blaine asked.

"It sounds like crying," Rachel said. 

Suddenly they heard a voice.

"You were right, Blaine. He did..." Kurt said as the other two turned around to see the boy in the corner of the room curled up.

"Oh, Kurt," Rachel said as she ran towards him, jumping to the floor to pull him into a hug. Blaine just stayed still there, unsure what to do.

"I...I saw the article, and I needed to hear it from him, and...and...he was in there with someone else." Kurt started crying again. Blaine bent down to look at Kurt.

"It's going to be ok, I promise" Blaine said, unsure of the best thing to say.

"How will it?" Kurt replied.

"I'm here for you. You have my word." Blaine said, remembering back to what Kurt had said earlier in the apartment.

"And I'm here for you," Rachel butted in, but Kurt pushed her away.

"I know what you... choose, Rachel. He told me that you picked your career over your friend."

"I'm so sorry, Kurt."

"No. Sorry isn't good enough, not this time. This is typical you, Rachel, always thinking about yourself and never others. I should have known. This has always happened, ever since Glee Club," Kurt said, getting up but falling a tiny bit. Blaine quickly grabbed onto him.

"Please, Kurt. I didn't know what to do. He was blackmailing me," Rachel said, tears rolling down her face.

"I can't have you as a friend anymore. I need to move out, get my own space." Kurt turned to Blaine and continued.

"Can I stay over yours? Just for the night... so I can clear my head."

"Of course," Blaine said. Kurt started to walk with Blaine following to the lift.

"Please. Kurt!" Rachel shouted.