A/N I have writers block with this story. I'm sorry I know I said I would try to update every week and I haven't done that I'm sorry! Hope you like this update though!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing not Glee not the movie Remember

Me and not Rachel and Blaine the story it mine though

As Rachel finished her last class of the day she rushed down the hall to Glee. As usual she was the first person to get there. She sat in the front row as she waited for other people to arrive, Santana and Brittany were the next people to arrive and sat down behind her. Blaine then walked in looking extremely annoyed and had a bruise on his lip. Rachel gasped when she saw him and ran to him.

"Baby, what happened?!" she said as she looked at his lip.

Blaine put his hand to his lip to feel the bruise there "Some guys were saying stuff about you, I didn't like it so I got into a fight" he said with a shrug. The bruise was getting worse by the minute. Rachel went up on her tiptoes and gently kissed his lips carefully to avoid the bruise. She went down back to her normal height Blaine and her were nearly the same height but he was a little taller.

"No one's ever done that for me before" she said quietly. She traced lines on Blaine's face, he leant his face into her touch.

"Well someone should have" Blaine said looking into her eyes. He smiled at her that had to be the moment that Finn of all people walked in.

"Oh how touching" he said as he walked in leaning against the door. "What happened Blaine? Someone bust up your face?" he said mocking like.

Blaine looked at Finn "Did you arrange this?" He pointed to his lips "Is this your fault?"

Finn smirked "If you mean I asked some of the football guys, to call Rachel the whore she is and so you could overhear them?" He smirked wider "Well yeah"

That was it. Before Blaine could get over there Rachel was there clawing at him. Before Brittany could stop Santana she had joined her. He had Santana slapping him, and Rachel kicking him, Mr Shue then walked in.

"Whoa! Rachel, Santana what's going on?!" He quickly pulled Santana who was the strongest away. She released a stream of Spanish on him. Blaine had been trying to pull Rachel off Finn and she was holding on. Blaine finally pulled her off and trapped her in his arms. "Blaine Anderson let me go now!" She yelled at Blaine held her tighter. "No Rach he's not worth it" he said quietly.

"I think you better leave for today Rachel, Santana" Mr Shue said.

"Gladly! Finn you are a dick, your life is gonna be hell if you ever come near me and Blaine again!" Blaine let her go and glared a Finn.

"Say anything like that about my girlfriend again, you won't have a life" Blaine walked out with Rachel. Santana followed soon after Brittany on her heels.

Later Blaine and Rachel were lying on Rachel's bed watching Remember Me. They were lying together and the film had just finished, Rachel was crying as the film was sad. Blaine wiped her tears. She took a deep breath "That film is so sad" she said as she finally stopped crying.

"That it is" Blaine said "I don't know what I would do if I ever lost you" Blaine said into her hair his lips moving down to move against her mouth. He kissed her deeply his fingers moving down her face in a tender motion.

"Good thing you're not going to then" Rachel said against his lips her fingers tangling in his hair, which he had let, go curly. She was getting a little breathless. So she pulled away Blaine groaned.

"Breathing is overrated" he said jokingly. Rachel hit Blaine playfully. Blaine looked so heartbroken that Rachel actually believed him for a minute. Before he broke out into a smile.

"You Blaine are such a good actor!" she said laughing at him.

"I know right?" Blaine said "I actually have to go home tonight so I will have to leave in the minute"

Rachel pouted "So not fair, you're parents are mean" she said and crossed her arms and huffed,

"I will be here in the morning, don't worry" He gave her a lingering kiss which she tried to make last longer. He then left with an 'I love you' which she returned.

Later that night, when they were both lying in bed they had a thought they may have not known it. But they were exactly the same thought. There was a storm coming. They had better be ready for, when it hit.