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A/N: this is my first fanfic. I was prompted by psychogron on tumblr. Review it and let me know what you think. :)
Quinn.
"Q, what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" Santana asked, pulling Quinn away from her day dream. Quinn had so many thoughts in her mind that she couldn't explain them. Instead Quinn just said one word, or rather one name. "Rachel" Quinn told her best friend.
They had just gotten back from New York. It didn't matter that they had come in 12th place. It didn't matter that Rachel had stolen her boyfriend. Quinn was in a good place. She was finally ok with herself. When Quinn looked at Rachel she noticed that anger was no longer what she felt towards that small brunette. She didn't quite know what it was but it wasn't anger or hate or anything along those lines. She racked her brain to see if she knew what this feeling was, but she couldn't figure it out.
Santana, who had always known Quinn's thoughts before Quinn knew them, was aware of the change of feelings in Quinn. She caught Quinn sitting in her car and got into the passenger seat. "Alright Q, what's going on with you?" Santana asked her. Quinn looked at her, there was no point in lying to her best friend so she went out and asked her. "How did you know you liked Brittany?"
Santana looked at her, she wasn't expecting a question like that. She thought awhile before answering a very anxious Quinn. "Well, I guess it wasn't one specific day. I kinda just fell for my best friend." Santana paused a moment."Where is this coming from Q?"
Quinn looked at her she wasn't really sure of the answer she should give Santana, for Quinn didn't know it. "I don't really know" Santana looked at her best friend. She was obviously confused. "It's Berry isn't it? I see the way you look at her, its how I used to look at Brittany." Quinn looked at her, she was amazed at how her best friend had come to the realization before she did. Quinn felt a tear crawl down her cheek, Santana leaned over and hugged her. "It's ok. Really, you're going to be fine." Santana reassured her.
They were sitting in Santana's room just chatting. Quinn had spaced out for the 3rd time, so Santana had to be in the loop. When she got her answer, she turned to Quinn and looked her in the eye.
"Listen girl, nothing is going to happen between you two if you don't accept yourself and come out. Me and Britt would have never been together had I not done that. So pull yourself together. Santana told Quinn, holding her gaze to make sure the blonde would listen. Santana was right, but Quinn didn't want to admit it.
"Santana, If I come out, I'll be disowned and never hear from my family again. I don't need any more change in my life. Besides What if I do come out and Rachel doesn't want to be with me?" Now Quinn was just making up excuses.
"First of all, your family doesn't talk to you at all as it is, and second of all, Berry is head over heels for you." She gave Quinn a look and Quinn knew she was right.
Quinn was just scared. She felt that if she came out of the closet she would no longer be safe. She would be vulnerable to the outside world. But Brittany and Santana were fine and great together. Everyone loved them.
"You're right." Quinn said in a low voice.
"Of course I'm right" Santana said. And the girls then talked about Santana and Brittany, and how they would get married and Quinn would be the maid of honor and the best man.
Rachel.
Rachel sat on the edge of her bed with a journal in one hand a pen in the other. She was writing a letter to Quinn Fabray. The 37th letter she had written and thrown away, and that was only today. She was writing to confess her love for this certain blonde. Rachel knew though, that even if she did confess her love, Quinn would not feel the same way.
Of course not, Quinn was head cheerleader, all the guys wanted her and all the girls wanted to be her. Rachel lay back on her bed and stared at the ceiling. What was she doing with her life? She couldn't go on much longer living her life in a dumb closet.
She laid there for a few minutes trying to make up her mind. Then it became very clear. She was going to walk up to Quinn on Monday and tell her. Now all she had to do was practice what she was going to say to her.
Quinn.
Ring First bell 10 minutes to get to class. Quinn was going to do it. She was going to walk up to Rachel and tell her she loved her. The blonde made it halfway to Rachel, who was standing at her locker not really doing anything, and stopped and turned around. Once at her locker again she looked up to see Rachel walking her way. She turned and lost control of her legs. She was headed towards Rachel as well.
They stopped in front of each other. Hazel eyes met brown ones and at the same time they blurted out "I need to talk to you!" Their tone was rushed. Quinn spoke, her voice trembling, "Meet me in front of my car after Glee today."
"Ok" Rachel said quickly.
Quinn walked off towards her first class. What had she done, what if she just ruined everything? What did Rachel want to talk to me about? She couldn't concentrate in her next class. She cold only think about what she was going to say to Rachel and how. She thought about writing a script, 'but that would be stupid.' She thought to herself. Ring
The rest of the day went by a little too fast. Butterflies grew in Quinn's stomach and she was sure she would explode. In Glee, Quinn sat in the back. She wasn't paying attention until Rachel got up and said she wanted to sing a song. Quinn sat up and listened to the tiny diva.
"This song expresses how I feel at the moment" She said. Quinn observed her movements. She was nervous. She locked eyes with Quinn and started singing.
Rachel.
Rachel was nervous. Her palms were sweaty and her heart was racing. She was glad though, that she had chosen to sing a song to help her express her feelings towards Quinn. She got up and told the group that she wanted to sing. She nodded towards Brad and he started playing. Her brown eyes locked with Quinn's hazel ones. Rachel took a deep breath and started singing.
I want a snowfall kind of love
The kind of love that quiets the world
I want a snowfall kind of love
Cause I'm a snowfall kind of girl
I want a snowfall kind of love
That lights up the sky from below
I want a snowfall kind of love
That brings people to their window
Won't you bury me in your quiet love?
Oh bury me in your quiet love
Oh bury me in your quiet love
And we will blow away
She noticed Quinn's eyes soften. She didn't know she would have that effect on Quinn Fabray. So she kept singing.
I want a snowfall kind of love
the kind of love that keeps you in bed all day
Oh I want to look through with you
And watch it all melt away
Won't you bury me in your quiet love?
Oh bury me in your quiet love
Oh bury me in your quiet love
And we will blow away
When she finished, everyone got up and clapped, including Quinn whose eyes where teary.
"Thank you Rachel that was very nice" Said Mr. Shuester. "Alright everybody it's time to go, see you guys tomorrow." He gathered his things and walked out of the room. Everyone else followed and Quinn had been the first to go. So Rachel quickly got her things and went out to the parking lot. She saw Quinn standing in front of her black jeep. She took a deep breath and walked up to her.
"Hello Quinn." She said. Her voice was a little shaky.
"Hello Rachel." Quinn replied, her voice was even shakier than Rachel's was. "That was a very pretty song you sung in Glee today" She said, trying to start some sort of conversation.
"I sung it for you." Rachel blurted it out before she even had a chance to think. She then realized what she said and her eyes shot up to see Quinn's reaction. She was surprised when she saw that it was of relief and not anger.
Quinn started laughing. Then Rachel grew upset. "This is not something to be laughing at! You can't laugh at someone for having feelings for you, I mean look at you, you're very pretty. Don't laugh at me-"
"Rach, relax. I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at the situation." Quinn managed to control her nervous laughter. "The reason I asked you to meet me at my car was because I wanted to tell you that… I have feelings for you too" Quinn couldn't hold it in any longer, it was such a relief to tell Rachel.
Quinn.
Quinn looked at Rachel. Many emotions ran through the brunettes face. Then anger settled on it. "It is not ok to mock me Quinn Fabray." She crossed her arms and muttered to herself " I knew I shouldn't have done this". Then she started to walk away. Quinn grabbed her arm and pulled her back. She pulled the tiny diva in so close that a single twitch and their lips would have made contact. Quinn made a little bit of space between them and spoke.
"Rachel Berry, I would not play around with this, I like you. I really like you." She said it sternly so that Rachel could get the message. She felt the brunette melt in her grasp. Quinn then pulled her in for a hug and they stood their embracing each other. After a few minutes Quinn let go. She made her way to the driver's side "get in Rach, let's go for a ride."
Rachel stood there for a second and then got into the passenger seat. "Where are we going?" Rachel asked. "You'll see" Quinn said, she smirked and pulled out of the school parking lot.