Remembering Sunday, a glee fanfic

She walked into the small bar, not knowing why she was there in the first place. Then she heard the greasy-looking man introduce him amd suddenly remembered the voice mail on her phone.

Hey, Q. I'm playing at a bar in Brooklyn. It's kinda small, but it's a pretty good shot at something. Would you like to come?

Of course he knew she lived in the city. Why wouldn't he? They had bumped into each other two weeks into her sophomore year at NYU. They made small talk until the awkward silence got the best of them. Her phone rang and when she saw the familiar name on the caller ID she smiled softly. Remembering who she was with, her smile faded slightly. She pressed the answer key, and excused herself from more awkwardness.

''I'll se you around, I guess''

''Guess you will.'' He smirked.

With that said, she turned around and continued on her way to her apartment. His face never left her mind. That stupid smirk. She forgot about her phone for about five minutes.

''Quinn? Quuuuuin... Quinny? Are you still there?''

''Sorry, sweetie. What's up?''

''Oh, not mush, just wanted to know if you could buy some milk. Who was that?''

''Oh, it- just an old friend.''

''Cool.''

''I guess. I, uh, gotta go, bye. I'll see you in a few, okay?''

''Love you.''

''Yeah, you too, Sam.''

She started to distance herself form Sam and she didn't know why. He didn't seem to notice, though. Thought it was PMS or somehting.

A week passed, she checked her voice mail and that's when she heard it. That voice, the one that had been haunting her ever since she saw him. She knew she wanted to go. But she didn't want to tell Sam. They had never kept any secrets from each other. The were open about everyhting. She had never lied to him.

Well, there's a first time for everything, right?

''I'm going out with Kurt and Mercedes. Wanna come?'' She knew he would decline. He always does.

"Uh, no thanks. I'm just going to chill out here"

''Okay, then.'' She kissed the top of his head, while he watched some football game.

''I love you!'' he called out as she was closing the door.

Silence.

Oh, well. She didn't listen.

But of course she did. She just didn't want to say it back.

She was brought back to reality by the sound of his guitar. Man, how she missed it. She hadn't heard him play since before Regionals, sophomore year. Yeah, she remembered that. Her mom had decided they both needed a fresh start after Beth and everything, so they moved to California. That's when she met Sam. They were the it couple in Cali. Then they decided to go to NYU together. She reunited with Kurt and Mercedes. Even Rachel became a good friend of hers. Last summer they all went down to Lima and it was a New Directions post-high school jamming session. She took Sam with her and introduced him to everyone.

Well, almost everyone. HE wasn't there.

Nobody knew where he was. He just vanished after high school. Everyone thought he had gone to New York, but neither Rachel nor Mercedes could find him. Kurt didn't even try. He knew he was somewhere. They just had to let him come to them.

He was amazing that night. The whole gig he couldn't keep his eyes off her and she souldn't either. It was like they were the only people in there.

''For the last song, I would like to play somehting I wrote a few summers back, when I lost the two things that mattered the most to me.'' He looked directly at her and then pulled out of his jacket a picture. It was a picture of Quinn and Beth, of when she got to hold her baby. They ate the shitty hospital breakfast in silence the next morning, that Sunday in mid-June, before they met with Shelby in front of the nursery. He put the picture on his guitar so it wouldn't fall down and started playing.

He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes
Started making his way past
Two in the morning
He hasn't been sober for days

Leaning now into the breeze
Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together
But two eggs don't last
Like the feeling of what he needs

Now this place seems familiar to him
She pulled on his hand with a devilish grin
She led him upstairs
She led him upstairs
Left him dying to get in

Forgive me, I'm trying to find my calling
I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm going to ask her to marry me

Even though she doesn't believe in love
He's determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut

Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces
He pleads though he tries
But he's only denied
Now he's dying to get inside

The neighbors said she moved away
Funny how it rained all day
I didn't think much of it then
But it's starting to all make sense
Oh, I can see now that all of these clouds
Are following me in my desperate endeavor
To find my whoever, wherever she may be

Knowing that he was looking at her, she stood up, ready to leave. But she couldn't do so without telling him how she felt.

I'm not coming back
I've done something so terrible
I'm terrified to speak
But you'd expect that from me
I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt
Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair
And out of my mind
Keeping an eye on the world
From so many thousands of feet off the ground
I'm over you now
I'm at home in the clouds, towering over your head

She practically ran out of the bar.

I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home

He didn't hear from her after that.