A/N: So I was looking for a writing prompt and found this. Its my own faberry spin on Hot Tub Time Machine. Let me know what you think.. Should I even continue? LOL
Disclaimer: I own nothing.. unfortunately.
Via Hot Tub
Chapter 1
A loud clunk was heard as the bottle of tequila toppled out of Quinn's hands and hit the deck below. "What the fuck Berry!" The blonde yelped before bending down to pick up the bottle that was quickly emptying its contents onto the wood below. Of course it had to be Rachel. She thought with a roll of her eyes.
The brunette wobbled slightly and then quickly righted herself from where she had just nearly bowled over the blonde in front of her. "Whoopsies!" Rachel snorted before a little chuckle escaped. She covered her mouth with her hand before closing the door with a little click behind her.
"Walk much?" Quinn grunted before bringing the bottle of tequila up to her lips to take another drink. She lifted her eyebrow in question as the little diva in front of her rolled her eyes and then stepped past her to sit on the bench that ran around the edge of the balcony.
"I just needed some air.." She sighed out after taking a deep breath and releasing it. Quinn stared at her for a second waiting for her to continue, but seeing that she wasn't going to finally gave up and climbed back into the hot tub.
"Whatever Berry.." Quinn rested her head back against the rim of the tub and closed her eyes as the hot water swirled around her and made her feel at peace once again.
The brunette let out a puff of air before lifting her chin to stare up at the stars. Quinn cracked one eye open at the sound and rolled her head to the side to stare at her. God she's beautiful. Quinn thought as she stared at her profile, the moonlight illuminating her features making it seem as if she was almost glowing.
"Its quite stifling in there.."
The blonde jumped as the words rang out in the relative silence and then quickly moved her gaze away from the brunette before she noticed. I bet she'd find it quite hilarious that I like her.
"So many people grinding and sweating all over.."
"Shut up Berry" Quinn groaned in her best HBIC tone. She was finding that it was getting harder and harder to keep up her facade where Rachel was involved. Being away from her all summer had somewhat helped, but as soon as she saw the little brunette walk into the party tonight she felt all those familiar feelings crashing back around her.
Rachel sighed in annoyance and rubbed her arms to get rid of the chill from the cool night air before glancing over at the blonde. "I'll just go back inside.." Was mumbled as she stood up and headed back towards the loud party that was raging in the house.
Quinn grimaced as a strong wave of guilt washed over her. "Stop" She forced out, scrunching her eyes together in obvious disdain of the feelings she had somehow come to harbor for the loud little diva. Why her of all people? Why a girl? ..And for the love of god.. Why Rachel Berry?
The tiny singer stopped with her hand resting on the handle of the door before turning her head towards the grunted plea. She lifted her eyebrow in question making the blonde gulp audibly before rolling her eyes.
"I'm sor.." Quinn started to say only to think better of it and stop mid sentence. Rachel's eyebrow lifted a little higher and the blond couldn't help the butterflies that started fluttering in her stomach. What? She looks really sexy when she's annoyed/angry. "Just get in the hot tub Berry"
The brunette looked a little taken back at the forcefulness of the words but recovered quickly, letting a little smirk come over her features as she lowered her hand and turned back towards her. "Are you asking me to hang out with you Fabray?"
The cheerio huffed a little and tried to suppress the smile that was threatening to overtake her features. "Don't push it" She grumbled before laying her head back and closing her eyes again.
The little diva shuffled her feet nervously for a few seconds before walking over towards the hot tub. She glanced down at her flowy green top and short black skirt before clearing her throat to get the blondes attention. "I don't have a bathing suit"
I wonder if she'd take offense if I told her to come in naked? Quinn thought to herself as a smirk came over her features. She lifted her head and opened her eyes before pinning Rachel with pointed stare. "Just come in in your underwear" Her smile widened when she saw a faint blush creep into the cheeks of the shorter girl.
The brunette shook her head and tried to get the blush to go away, but the blonde who was currently leering at her was making it a little more difficult then it usually would be. "Right" She mumbled before she gripped the hem of her top of quickly pulled it over her head.
"Fuck" Quinn whispered as her eyes settled on the bra clad upper body of the girl she'd been crushing on for months now. This was definitely not my best idea. Quinn thought as her eyes drifted across the tanned and toned stomach that was unabashedly on display for her viewing. She bit her lip as she felt her stomach swoop.
"Shouldn't you be calling me names?" The tiny diva questioned making Quinn's eyes snap up to hers. A deep blush covered the blondes cheeks before she coughed uncomfortably and broke the eye contact. Rachel sighed before quickly shedding her skirt and then climbed into the hot tub.
The blonde let out a sigh of relief as she heard Rachel climb into the hot tub, finally covering up all of the skin that she couldn't seem to keep her eyes off of. All of that delicious, tan skin.. Oh god.. "Why would I call you names?" She asked after she got her body and her mind to come out of the gutter.
The brunette scoffed quietly before locking eyes with the head cheerleader. "Isn't that your favorite past time?" She questioned making Quinn wince as a pang of guilt won out over her arousal. "Or was the slushy throwing your favorite?" She cocked her head to the side and gave the blonde a withering look.
Quinn shook her head and tried her best to get back into her HBIC persona, but it wasn't working this time. Being this close to Rachel has short circuited my brain or something. The blonde ran her hand down over her face before letting out a sigh. May as well just tell her the truth. "We all have things we regret Rachel"
The diva's breathe hitched in her throat and she let out a quiet squeak. Her mouth opened and closed a few times. "You called me Rachel" She finally said, a little smile ghosting over her features. Quinn nodded stiffly before taking another drink of tequila. I was hoping she wouldn't catch that.
"Yeah well.." The blonde muttered before letting her eyes roam around the enclosed balcony, anywhere but at the beautiful girl sitting opposite of her. Her posture stiffened slightly and those damn insistent butterflies started fluttering again as the water swished signaling that Rachel was moving closer. What the hell is she doing? ..Its hard enough to control myself with her over there..
The brunette cleared her throat and motioned towards the bottle that was still resting in Quinn's hand. "May I?" Hazel eyes drifted from the bottle in question to a set of deep chocolate ones that she could easily get lost in if she'd just let herself. Quinn's hand shook a little before she held the bottle out towards Rachel.
The brunette gave her a faint smirk as she took the bottle away from her, brushing their fingers together lightly as she did. Quinn felt a little shiver run up her arm and gulped nervously. Damn hormones anyway.
Just as Rachel took a drink the balcony door flew open and a tall blond stumbled out. "Q I've been looking everywhere for you" Brittany slurred out followed by a hiccup. Hazel eyes flew back over to the tiny brunette when there was a loud splutter followed by coughing.
"Christ Berry" The cheerleader muttered before reaching out to pat her on the back uncomfortably. The diva coughed a few more times before placing her hand across her chest dramatically. "You okay?"
Rachel nodded a few times before looking over at the drunk blonde who had more or less crash landed onto the balcony a minute earlier. She had a confused look on her face for a second before she smiled strangely at both of us.
"Did you need something B?" Quinn asked as the ditzy blonde just continued to stare at them with the slightly disturbing smile. There's no way she knows I like Rachel. She thought as her eyes drifted over to the beautiful brunette beside her before snapping back to Brittany. Right?
Brittany's smile widened and her eyes flickered towards the console that controls the hot tub before she shook her head. "No" She replied simply before turning around and flouncing back into the house. Rachel's mouth dropped open comically before she looked over at Quinn.
"What the hell was that about?" Rachel asked before snorting out a little laugh. The cheerleader shook her head and joined in on the laughter as she relaxed back into the hot tub.
"I stopped trying to understand half of what she does a long time ago" The blonde rasped out between peals of laughter. After a few minutes of quiet laughter between the two they quieted down and the brunette took another little sip from the bottle in her hand.
"I haven't drank since Brittany threw up on me on stage" She mumbled quietly as she glanced at the bottle skeptically. Quinn let out a quiet chuckle as she remembered that performance quite well. She reached over and plucked the bottle out of the diva's hand before taking a big gulp.
"Well I promise not to throw up on you Berry" She replied with a wink. A faint blush appeared on Rachel's cheeks at the slight flirting. Ugh.. And now I'm flirting.
"Give me that bottle Fabray"
A grunt and the sounds of moving water were the first things that were noticed as brown eyes cracked open and squinted at the offending sunlight. "What the.." She mumbled incoherently before reopening her eyes and allowing them to adjust. Oh my god.. I'm never drinking again in my life.
"Holy shit!" Quinn yelled making the brunettes head snap towards where the blonde was currently crouched down by the balcony door. "Berry wake the fuck up and get over here!" She whispered making Rachel's eyebrow quirk in confusion. At least she's whispering.. The pounding in my head wouldn't be able to take her actually yelling.
"What happened?" The diva asked as she slowly stood on her wobbly legs and tried to climb out of the hot tub. Her foot slipped on the wet wood of the balcony and she felt her body starting to fall before she was engulfed by a set of strong arms. Rachel's stomach flipped nervously as her body smashed against the taller girl's. Stupid Quinn Fabray with her sexy body.. I'm convinced its the reason that I can't stop thinking about her.
"Shhhh" The blonde hushed with a finger to her lips as she glanced back at the door with a scared expression. Rachel felt a grin slip onto her face at the fact that the blonde still had her arms tightly wrapped around her. "Oh my god.. This can't be happening" What can't be happening? ..Does she know I like her?
"Quinn what the hell is going on?" She questioned in a whisper as the blonde pulled her across the balcony and peeked through the glass again. She rolled her eyes in annoyance when all she received was silence and a finger in front of her face to tell her to hold on a second. "This is ridiculous" Rachel turned around and grabbed the handle of the door only to be pulled back and pushed against the side of the house.
"Shut the fuck up Berry" Quinn whispered as she placed her hand over the diva's mouth and glanced at the door again. "This is serious" The blonde locked her hazel eyes onto chocolate letting her know that she wasn't playing a stupid joke before slowly pulling her hand away from Rachel's mouth.
Quinn pointed towards the window beside the brunette making her glance over her shoulder curiously. She took in the sight of a couple playing with a baby, who looked to be only a few months old and a girl if you judged by the amount of pink it had on. Awww.. Look how cute "I didn't know Brittany had a sister" She whispered before looking back at Quinn.
"She doesn't" The cheerleader replied as before looking at the couple again. Ugh.. It is way too early to be this confused. "That's B's parents though.. They look a lot younger than I remember" She continued with an incredibly cute confused expression. "Wait a second.."
"What?" The brunette questioned excitedly as Quinn trailed off. One look over at the quickly paling blonde told her that it was nothing to be excited about though. "Quinn what is it?" She asked, placing her hand on her shoulder to get her attention.
The blonde took a shaky breathe in and then pointed at something on the wall of the room. "What does that calender say?" The little diva turned her attention back and then squinted her eyes at the object that was tacked to the wall across from them. Her eyes widened and then she rubbed them as if that would make the image change. 1994.. Please tell me that Brittany's parents just forgot to change that.. for like 17 years..
"No" She whispered in disbelief before shaking her head. "That can't be right" The blonde beside her gulped and then looked back towards the hot tub in the middle of the balcony. The water had changed colors and it was swirling violently. Rachel felt a little poke to her shoulder and she turned her eyes towards the taller girl who was now staring across the balcony.
Rachel glanced at the hot tub and her eyes widened considerably. I definitely don't remember the hot tub being quite so.. Vibrant last night. She thought as her eyes followed the swirling gold water.
"Uhhh.. Do you think we.." The cheerleader asked as they walked across the balcony quietly and looked down into the water. I wasn't that drunk dammit! The brunette gasped and slapped the blonde on the shoulder. "Oww. What the fuck was that for?"
"We most definitely did not do THAT Quinn Fabray" The diva whisper yelled as her face heated up in embarrassment. "I think I would know if that happened" I would know if I lost my virginity.. Right? The blonde looked utterly perplexed for a few seconds before she realized exactly what the girl thought she had meant by that comment.
"I didn't mean that you perv" Quinn spluttered as a blush even deeper than Rachel's made its way onto her face. "I was talking about the calender" The brunette bit her bottom lip and her eyes flitted back towards the window quickly. No.. There's absolutely no way.. "I mean.. We couldn't have gone back in time.."
Right?