titanium - glee

fifty ; i choose him

Rosy was at her locker, sorting through her books when Rachel came up to her and hid her face in Rosy's shoulder with a groan.

"Trouble in paradise?" Rosy asked, raising her eyebrows at her best friend.

"No, the complete opposite. He told me that I was right and that this isn't the type of decision you can make on a deadline," Rachel said, lifting her head and letting her chin rest on Rosy's shoulder instead.

"Wow, he's actually being sort of mature about this. Definitely husband material," Rosy teased and Rachel sighed.

"I know, I just...I don't know!" Rachel said with a groan.

"It's okay if you don't know, he's giving you time. Just wait until you're positive about your answer and then tell him." Rosy suggested and Rachel nodded.

"Yeah."

"I think he's really matured over the years and is being a really good boyfriend," Rosy said as she shut her locker door and began to walk down the hallway together.

"You also have an amazing boyfriend, wasn't he totally chill when you told him about Sam?" Rachel asked and Rosy hesitated for a second.

"Yeah, he's...he's great," Rosy said and Rachel glanced at her.

"Uh oh, you hesitated," Rachel pointed out and Rosy frowned.

"No, I didn't," Rosy argued but Rachel shook her head.

"You totally did," Rachel said and Rosy sighed.

"I don't know, it's just something that Santana said to me last week after my performance. She asked me if I still had feelings for Sam." Rosy said and Rachel nodded, not surprised.

"I know, she and I did rock, paper, scissors to decide which of us would be the one to bring it up to you." Rachel said and Rosy stared at her in shock.

"What?"

"Oh, don't act so surprised. We all saw how you were looking at Sam during that performance and we definitely all knew that it was directed at him. Why did you even sing that song?" Rachel asked and Rosy shrugged.

"He told me that I was being nice and it was as if he thought I was over it and I just got so mad again because it was like it was nothing to him and everything to me." Rosy explained and Rachel frowned.

"But it's nothing to you anymore, you're over him and you hate him now, right?" Rachel asked and Rosy hesitated again.

"It's not that easy, I just, I don't know," Rosy said, shrugging.

"Okay, well what do you know?" Rachel asked patiently.

"I know that I want to be with Luke," Rosy said firmly.

"Then that's all that really matters, Rosy."

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Blaine's mom had told her that it was alright to go up and see him when Rosy stopped by his house, but when she walked into his room she saw that he was resting. She began to silently slip out of the room but she accidentally stepped on a tray on the floor, sending a bunch of dishes crashing onto his carpet, waking Blaine up.

"Sorry," Rosy said, wincing a bit as he blinked the sleep out of his eyes. "Your mom said you were awake and that I could come up," Rosy explained, pushing the dishes back onto the tray before setting it on his desk.

"Well, I am now," Blaine said, running a hand through his hair, which wasn't gelled for once.

"I can come back later," Rosy offered, but Blaine shook his head.