Chapter 1: Forbidden fruit is the sweetest

"The forbidden fruit is always the sweetest. The forbidden fruit is always what we seem to want. Because, well, as people, we like what we can't have. We like what we shouldn't have. And if and when we finally have it, if, by some sort of miracle, what we want gets handed down to us, we try our best to keep it...because it's special. Because it...makes you feel...better. Even if it seems unlikely. Because, well, in the end, the forbidden fruit really is the sweetest."

"That's beautiful!" Quinn Fabray's Speech professor, Miss Elaine Morrison said after Quinn said her piece. They were talking about why the "Forbidden fruit" is often the sweetest. Quinn's now a Drama program major in Yale University. She's in her sophomore year, and life has been good to her, so far.

Well, maybe not so much.

She and Puck broke up a couple of months ago, but it was for good, this time. He moved to Chicago and had to start over—without her. They both thought it was for the best. Besides...she had been resenting for a while, too. She had something she always wanted to say but opted not to. Something was bothering her ever since she moved away from Lima. Something shouldn't have happened.

Everytime she looks back on that fateful day, she couldn't help but feel a mix of...fear and surprise; of excitement and sadness; of happiness, and guilt. Anyone in her position would.

She had her taste of the forbidden fruit.

No, she didn't plan it. And neither did he.

Who's he?

Will Schuester. The one and only. Her Glee club adviser, the man she always looked up to.

Well, what happened was something she didn't expect. She came to see him to say goodbye, as she did with each and every member of the Glee club. She just wanted to say thank you, to say how much she appreciated everything he's taught her. How she'll never forget him. How she'll always feel attached to him...She hugged him and as they looked in each other's eyes, something happened. Something that didn't happen before. Something pulled them closer together...Closer...Until their lips met and they kissed. She wanted to pull away and she knew, he did, too, but it was as if something was bringing them together.

"Oh my god," Quinn said after the kiss.

"Quinn," Will said, "I'm sorry...I—"

"I'm sorry, too," Quinn said.

He run his hands through his hair, "I didn't mean for that to happen..."

"I know," She said, "Anyway...I just...came to say goodbye."

Will took a deep breath, "I'm...happy for you," He said.

"Thanks," Quinn muttered.

"Quinn, I'm really sorry,"

Quinn didn't know what to say. She thought she'd changed; she didn't want to do anything that will hurt anyone. Especially the people who are important to her. Especially not Miss Pillsbury, because she knows how much she loves Will, and how much Will loves her. So whatever happened? It can't be right. It just can't.

"Are you and Miss Pillsbury okay?" She asked.

'Yes," Will said, "We've well...we're good, I don't know what happened today, Quinn, I'm sorry but—"

'I know," Quinn said, "Let's just forget about it. I have to go. And Thanks," She said, "For everything. You were a good teacher. Don't forget that."

"And don't forget that you're going to do amazing things, Quinn Fabray."

Quinn gave him one last smile, and left.

Since that day, she tried not to think of Will Schuester. Of the feel of his lips on hers, of the way he held her hand...She tried not to think of it all. So she fell apart from most of her friends, because she didn't wanna be reminded of it all. But every once in a while, she thinks of them. Like today.

Today she was going to see Rachel Berry. They talk every once in a while, but Quinn didn't really want to see her because she didn't wanna be reminded of Glee club. But Rachel needed her now, since she and Finn are going through a rough time. And besides, it was her idea that they keep in touch in the first place. She had to be strong, she had to fight off her conflicting, crazy feelings.

So as she walked towards the train station to New York, she bumped into someone. Someone she didn't wanna see. Someone she was avoiding. Her forbidden fruit.

Will Schuester.

Will was shocked when she saw Quinn. Quinn, whom he tried not to think of for the past two years. Quinn Fabray. The one and only.

"Oh my god," Quinn muttered.

"Quinn," Was all Will could say.

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a/n: Well, that's my first Quinn-Will (Quill) fic, I don't know, I've always wanted to write about them, they're one of my crackships, and I think they'd make a good pair. Don't get me wrong, you guys know I'm a hard Quick/Wemma shipper but I always kinda saw the chemistry between Quinn and Will. Anyway, I hope you liked this. Let me know what you think. Xo, Cass