Disclaimer: I own nada, however I don't understand why I have to disclaim it, it sounds like I don't want it, which I do…

A/N: Hey everyone, this is my first time writing for Glee, so please be gentle with me. I accidentally stumbled across a Will and Rachel fic, so I started reading it and instantly fell in love with them. Something about forbidden love makes me all hot and bothered. Haha. HOWEVER, in the show if these two people got together, I'd probably dislike it, but in the Fanfiction world, I think Will and Rachel are pretty hot, probably cuz in the FF world she's hotter and not as annoying and Will is just perfect! *Dreams* Anyways, I hope you like this story. I had lot of fun writing it.

Chapter 1) Quinn's Birthday

Slipping out of the busy club with a drunken smile, Rachel breathed in some fresh air before she brought the bottle of beer back to her parted lips. The taste still bothered her, she was more of a fruity kind of girl, but when Puck bought her the beer as a way to apologize for ditching her as her ride home for a booty call, she stubbornly accepted it and began to dance with Finn and Quinn. It was Quinn's 18th birthday and as a treat, Puck got them all fake IDs to a new club that had just opened 15 minutes outside of Lima. Rachel had been uncertain at first but after a few days of persuasion from the team, she took the fake ID card from Puck and told him she'd go if he drove her back home after.

"It says I'm 26 Puck," she frowned as they stood outside her locker.

"It would have been obvious if we were all 21," he protested, "Just frown a lot, makes you look older," she was about to scowl at him, when he grinned and rushed to class.

Fishing for the phone in her purse, she glanced at the screen, pushed a few buttons, and hoped for the best. She knew she was way too drunk to call her dad's, so she searched through her address book with her clumsy fingers until she found a number to call. Waiting for the person to pick the phone up, she smiled at the man staring at her and took another sip of her beer. 'Damn this tastes crappy' she thought and gave the bottle to a random person without thinking. When she heard someone calling her name through the phone, she smiled at it before she talked back.

"Hey! What a nice surprise," she laughed, "Thanks for calling me,"

"Rachel, you called me, what's wrong?" he asked with concern.

"Oh…Will I just want to chat. You know, I think you're the only person that truly understands me…do'you know what I mean?"

"Rachel it's 3am, are you drunk?"

She squinted at the phone once more and laughed, "Oh look, so it is. Were you sleeping? I need a ride home, you told us once to call you if we were stuck. Well guess what William," she murmured through her drunken state, "it's your lucky night!"

Will sighted and rushed out of his door, "where are you?" he asked her.

"I'm outside that new club currently talking to a never nice man… although I think he's a bit drunk," she whispered the last bit then giggled, "wanna speak to him?"

Luckily, Will knew which club she was talking about and sighed, "Rachel, Honey please go back inside drink some coffee, and wait there for me." Rachel nodded and ended the conversation, before she laughed out loud knowing he wouldn't have seen her nod. She contemplated whether to call him back or not, but her thoughts were interrupted by Quinn and Finn's make out session. She and Finn had broken up after realising they were completely different, and after a dramatic scene from Rachel, she accepted Quinn and Finn's relationship and was now happy for them. She walked up to them and tapped Quinn's shoulder.

"Hey guys, I'm going home. I think I'm a little drunk," she shouted for no reason at all, they stopped kissing and turned their eyes to the brunette.

"We're going too," Finn said, "how you getting back to Lima? You can stay with Quinn and I at the hotel," he offered. Rachel thanked them for their offer, but decline knowing that their night hadn't ended…far from it actually.

"And get in the way of your sexual intercourse, rather not," she told them. "Mr Schue should be here soon," Quinn and Finn both nodded and told Rachel that they'd wait for him with her. As they waited, Rachel thought back to her phone call with Will, he had called her honey and somehow she couldn't stop the butterflies from over stimulating. She had never really gotten over her crush on her teacher, and every time her eyesight landed on his lips, she couldn't help but fantasize about those lips all over her body sucking at all of her delicate places. She shivered at the thought caught up in her mind. Will approaching her and touched her arm to get her attention, she looked up and wondered just how long she had been thinking about him. He looked hot, she thought. He wore dark jeans with a V shaped shirt revealing some muscle. She licked her lips appreciating the view, why couldn't he dress like this for school, she thought.

"Hey you," she smiled, "you came" she jumped up and wrapped her hands around his neck. He could smell the alcohol on her breath as he gently pushed her arms from his neck. Turning his sight to the two people around her, he sighed.

"Finn! Quinn! What are you all doing here? You're all underage, how did you even get in?" he asked with a high pitch.

"Hey Mr S." Finn waved slightly embarrassed, "Puck gave us some Fake IDs,"

"Puck. Where is Puck?"

"Probably having sex by now," Rachel answered, "he was my ride home, but you know," she bit her lower lip.

"Alright, well are you ready to go home?" he asked them, Rachel grabbed her fruity cocktail from the table took the last sip and then grinned, "I am now."

Will sighed; "You gotta stop drinking" he told Rachel who had her arms around his torso. He felt slightly uncomfortable, but a part of him liked their proximity because behind the smell of alcohol, he could still smell her perfume and unique scent.

"As you're here Mr Schue, please have a drink with us? It's my birthday after all," Quinn smiled.

"Yeah! Please Mr Schue," Rachel and Finn pouted. Will sighed for the 5th time that night, he could get into so much trouble by doing this, he thought. Looking back at Rachel, she was still pouting and gripping his arm. "We won't tell anyone." Truth was, that night before he received the phone call from Rachel, he had been bored at home, drinking juice and it was about time he had some fun in his life. His days had the same routine; get up, go to school, come home, grade papers then repeat it all again the next day. Ten minutes to have a drink with his glee students wouldn't hurt, would it? He thought, after all these kids were like his family. He smiled in defeat. "Alright. One drink. Then we're going back,"

They all grinned and walked towards the bar. Will ordered himself a cider and waited for the rest to order their drink. Quinn ordered herself a shot of Vodka and Rachel followed her lead and ordered the same. Finn was still a little bit uncomfortable with their teacher being there and ordered himself a Coke. The girls rolled their eyes and then turned their concentration to their new drink. They counted to three and took the shot before they both jumped and screamed their approval. "Best. Bithday. EVER!" Quinn laughed and grabbed Finn by his shirt and crushed her lips to his, "let's dance," she dragged him to the dance floor.

Will felt awkward, and scratched the back of his neck. Being alone with Rachel was a bad idea, but being alone with a drunken Rachel who sexy in tight clothing that gave her an edged look, he couldn't handle. "Wanna dance?" she asked him. He looked unsure. She rolled her eyes and grabbed his arm, "come on Will, one dance. I'll be good,"

"Okay, but…" before he could finish his sentence, she had already dragged him to the dance floor. The song playing initiated people to grind against each other, this was not appropriate at all. Her hips swayed to the beat, she knew exactly what she was doing to her body as she danced around him. 'Who knew she had curves like that!' He thought, before he looked away ashamed of himself. 'She's your student…she's your student' he repeated to himself as her body got closer and closer to his, the music suddenly changed for a more upbeat tone. He mentally thanked the DJ as Rachel seemed to stop swaying her hips and instead walked towards the bar again.

He walked behind her and went to reach for her arm, to stop her from getting another drink but instead ended up reaching for her wrist but the grip he had on her was much stronger than he had anticipated, and successfully pulled her body towards his. Their bodies flushed together, their chest rose and fell rapidly as a burst of pure excitement ran through their veins. She was so beautiful he thought. She looked at his hand, which was still wrapped around her wrist. Her brow rose, "this is an interesting position we have ourselves in Mr Schue" she smiled mischievously. He immediately dropped the hold on her and stepped back.

"We are leaving now!" he shouted and went looking for the other two, he found them making out heavily in the corner of the club and shouted at them, that they were leaving. Quinn fixed her dress and followed their teacher out. As the cool summer breeze hit them all, they all shivered at the sudden change of temperature.

"I parked my car a block away," he told them and walked without looking back. He was angry at himself once more. He couldn't allow the attraction he had for Rachel be known, she was 18 and an adult, but he could still lose his teaching position and their reputation. He couldn't allow that.

"But Mr Schue, Quinn and I are staying at a hotel tonight. It's her birthday present," Finn said. Will squeezed his eyes shut, before he turned back, "Fine. Rachel! Come on. I'm taking you home. NOW!" his voice rose. Rachel smiled at her two colleagues then rushed after her teacher, who seemed angrier by the minute.

"Why are you being so…GRR?" she asked as she walked next to him in her high heels, he didn't respond, so she pushed, "was it because of the way I was dancing?" she asked, "cuz I saw the way you were looking at me. You wanted me, didn't you Will?" his name rolled out of her lips in a seductive way, and he noticed as he groaned.

"This is all very inappropriate Rachel." They reached his car, she thought he'd make her sit in the back like he had the last time she was in his car, but he never opened his mouth, so she slid into the front seat and pulled the seatbelt over her body. She blushed realising the dress she had on left nothing to the imagination. As the car started, she looked at him, and noticed the grip he had on the steering wheel turning his knuckles white. They rode in an uncomfortable silence.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, "I shouldn't have called."

He sighed then looked at her. Over the past few years she really had grown into a beautiful young woman and she had become his equal in every way. Despise their age differences, he listened to her issues and advice and took them all on board. During the weekends they would even work together, to choreograph a piece for the glee club, during those times, they would laugh and argue about every little detail. He grew to love and respect her and sometimes he would even forget she was his student, but now he was angry at her, angry because within an hour, his love and respect grew even further and it reached lush and desperate need. His manhood was very much alive and aching underneath his jeans. He just wanted to go home, deal with is arousal then go to sleep and forget this night ever happened.

"It's fine Rachel. I meant what I said when I gave you guys my number,"

She smiled, "Then, why are you angry I called?" she looked at him, and when he didn't respond, she took a deep breath and continued, "My head is spinning. I really don't think my Dad's will be happy about my state."

"How much did you have to drink?" he asked her as he looked at her from the corner of his eyes.

She shrugged, "about 4 shots, a few bottles of beer from Puck and Santana bought me a few cocktails before she went home,"

Will's eyes widened, "Rach, you've drunk over the states limit for pretty much everything and you're underage!"

"I know, I know," she rubbed her temple, "my dad's are going to kill me! I told them I was staying at Quinn's house, but she's not going home tonight. If they find out I lied, I won't be able to attend glee club. The already think the club is a bad influence on me," she sobbed and made it more dramatic than it had to be.

"Can't you call another friend?" he asked.

"Mr Schue, it's gone past 4am…"

"I'm going to regret this, but you can stay at mine."

She smiled to herself and thanked him. The rest of the ride to his apartment was quiet and only the sound of the radio could be heard. When his car pulled up at his apartment, he exited the vehicle and turned to Rachel to help her out. She was completely wasted, he thought. She rested her head on his shoulder and they walked to his front door. Will looked around to be sure none of his neighbours were watching. This situation could have been misinterpreted. The moon illuminated her features and once again the want he had for her returned, Will swallowed soundly and opened the door to his apartment. She smiled when the smell of his apartment reached her senses and as she walked further in her smile grew wider. "Thanks for letting me crash here,"

"No problem Rach, umm do you want a drink?" he asked her.

"Are you trying to get me more drunk Will?" she giggled and stood in front of him looking straight into his eyes.

"I meant coffee or tea,"

"Is this what you offer to women to bring to your apartment?" her brow rose in a playful way.

"This is not a…," he sighed and shook his head, "Rach come on, let me show you to your bed,"

She laughed once again, "wow, you work fast!" she started to remove her heels and jacket.

He shook his head and walked in the direction of his room. "You can stay in my bed tonight and I'll sleep on the couch," he told her as he grabbed a shirt and shorts for her to wear. She followed his voice until she met him on the doorway. He suddenly felt very hot as their eyes met under the small threshold, her body was so close to his, he could feel her body heat generating through the air. He could smell her hair, her skin, and the fruitiness of her breath and how badly he wanted to taste her and no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop those illicit thoughts about his very drunk and beautiful student in front of him.

She took the clothes from his grip without breaking eye contact and murmured her thanks. She was in love with her teacher, she knew that very much, but right at that moment, she wanted nothing more but to feel every inch of him inside her to taste every part of his muscular body with her tongue. Oh how she craved to touch his lips with hers. Her body voluntarily got closer to his as her hand debated whether to touch his muscular arm or not, but they lost the small battle as her fingertips touched his chest, he felt like hot lava. She desperately wanted him to touch her, take her to bed, and make love to her all night long but she knew he'd never ask. The room echoed with their heavy breathing and she softly moaned when his lips were inch away from her slender neck. Her eyes closed and she waited to feel the sensation that never came and when she opened her eyes to look back at him, he stepped back then walked out of the room. She hung her head down and felt the disappointment rush through her, before anger took over.

A/N: Stay tuned to find out what happens next. :) Thanks for reading.