A/N: Hey guys! Don't worry Daylight will be updated soon but I just wanted to start a multi chapter Quinntana fic while I'm also working on Daylight. I love both Brittana and Quinntana so I figured I could start a story for both. I mean after Thursday who wouldn't want to start a story? I'm not 100% sure what I'm going to do with this but I have a few ideas. If you want to shoot me a few about how you want this fic to go I'd love to hear them. Alright time for the story. Thanks for the support and love! Song used in this chapter is Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of the songs used in the story. If I did well I'd be very wealthy and currently be dating Dianna, Naya, and Heather.


Santana's POV:

"I just don't see why you can't just talk to her Sannie. It's obvious you like her. Like, like like her. You always have." I look over to where Brittany is laying in my bed upside down with her head hanging off the bed. I grin and shake my head at her. "I know you're scared but you'll never know until you try. I mean you already got in her pants so I don't see how that can't swing things in your direction."

"Britt even still she said it was a one time thing." She snorts and I playfully glare at her.

"Please. How many times did you two get your sweet lady kisses on last night?" I blush and she grins.

"A few times you little perve!" I throw a shirt at her and we both start to laugh. "How are things with Trouty?"

"They're alright but don't try to change the subject!" She gets up and hugs me. "Though I am glad that you accept and support our relationship. You're always going to be my best friend." We share a smile and a tight hug. "Now we're gonna get you a girlfriend who's name is Quinn Fabray." I laugh again before we sit down an make a plan.

We make a plan and she spends the night at my house. We leave in the morning. I take her to school and as she leaves she reminds me of my promise to execute my plan. I go with Kurt back to New York and we gossip on the way home. He tells me about him and Blaine getting it on and I tell him that I did the deed with someone. After a little bit of pestering I let him know who and his only words were "I knew it." Kurt, Rachel, and I have actually gotten really close since I moved there. I tell him about my plan to woo Quinn and he giggles telling me how perfect it is.

We get back to a quite apartment which has both of us on alert. We enter the apartment and look around. It's cleaner than when we left and shows no evidence of anyone. I look over to the coat and key rack and see Rachel's coat and her keys. I turn to Kurt with a raised eyebrow and he gives me a confused look back before shrugging. I decide to go check on Rachel and consider knocking but then just walk right into her room. She's asleep in her bed curled in on herself and clutching a pillow. The other side of her bed is empty and I notice the lack of Brody's presence in the room. I walk over to the side of her bed and after kicking off my shoes I pile into her bed and pull her into my arms. She rouses from sleep and looks up at me. I notice the trail of dried tears and make up on her face and the tired, lonely, and desperate look in her eyes.

"Rachel, honey, what's going on?" She lets out a sob and clutches my shirt before burying her head into me. I pull her into a tighter embrace but sit shell shocked. I've never been good with words or feelings so I'm kind of at a loss right now. Kurt peaks his head in and takes in the scene. I mouth "Help" at him so he comes in and takes a seat on the other side of her before stroking her hair.

"Rachel, what's going on? What's wrong? Talk to us." She starts to sob a little bit harder and Kurt pulls her into an embrace. I shoot him a thankful look and he nods in understanding. "Rach you gotta talk to us so we can help you." She pulls herself out of the embrace and looks like she's trying to work up the nerve to talk.

"Me and Brody got into a fight. Apparently he's been sleeping with people for money." The comment slips out before I can stop it.

"Well damn, man can't even keep it in his pants. He's like a better dressing, smarter, Puck." They both shoot me a look. "Sorry it just slipped out."

"That's not all though." Rachel pulls the focus back to her and I can see how uncomfortable and upset she is. "I- Something happened. I slept with Finn. But that's not all. I- Guys this is- I don't know what to say." I start to rub her back.

"Rach, come on, you can talk to us." Kurt nods his head in agreement. Her voice comes out in barely a whisper.

"I'm pregnant." The world seems to stop turning. Kurt and I just stare at each other and everything just blanks. Words fail me, they fail Kurt as well because he just sits there like a gapping fish. I clear my throat and shake my head to try and pull myself together.

"Are you sure?" My voice comes out stern and almost professional.

"I took a test so I gue-" I cut her off.

"No. That's not good enough. We're going to get you an appointment so we can confirm it. This isn't something that should be messed around with nor should it be something that isn't taken care of. We'll get you an appointment and have everything sorted. But I have to take care of some things so if you want me to come with you it will have to wait till I take care of them or Kurt can help. It's your choice but it has to be done." They both nod and we make plans for her to go to the doctors in a week. "Rachel one last thing. Do you still have that metro pass to New Haven Quinn gave you?" She nods but looks confused. "Mind if I borrow it?" She nods and hands it to me. "Thanks." I pack my bags in a hurry and go to the train station and board a train. Quinn Fabray get ready to have your heart won over.

Quinn's POV:

I return to New Haven on Friday and collapse on my bed. I feel my body is still a bit sore, but in the best possible way. I don't have classes today so it means I get a nice head start on my weekend. I unpack and decide to take a shower. After my shower I pull my hair up into a pony tail but leave my bangs to hang in my face and dress in a tank top and a pair of old Cheerio's sweatpants. I walk over to my bed and stretch out on it and decide to read a book. I pull the one on my bedside table and start to read.

I must have drifted to sleep because when I wake it's dark in my room. I groan stretching and when I question why I woke up I hear knocking on my door. I grumble and flick on the light before padding over to the door. I swing it open and find Santana on the other side. She looks stunning, even in a hoodie, jeans, and sneakers. She has a bag with her and I simply raise my eyebrow at her.

"I was wondering if I could maybe spend the weekend with you. We didn't really get the chance to hangout and believe it or not but I miss you Fabray. So would you mind the company?" She flashes me her winning smile and I chuckle before letting her into my dorm room. She pulls me into a hug before moving further into the room. She smells like mangos, always has. "No roommate?" I turn and her eyebrows are raised and her gaze is on the empty side of the room.

"Nope. She dropped out about 2 months into the semester. Haven't gotten a new one so I've got the room to myself." She nods and she gives me a once over before chuckling a little bit. "What?"

"Nothing. You just look cute." I feel my cheeks heat and turn pink. "The 'I just woke up' look alway suited you Quinnie." She grins and ruffles my hair. "Lion Quinn. Remember when that started?" I laugh with her before thinking back to the sleepovers me, her, and Britt used to have. Santana actually started that nickname. All because when I got up in the morning I'd be starving, would grumble, and my hair would be a super mess. Santana would always make fun of me and tell me how it reminded her a of a lion so thus, Lion Quinn was born. It only got worse when I cut my hair because it literally looked like a mane back then.

"Oh yeah I remember that. How could I forget? The two of you'd never let me live it down. So what do you want to do Tana?" he grins at my use of her nickname. No one except for me, and sometimes her mother, would call her Tana. In fact, she'd never let anyone else call her that. I'm sure if Britt wanted to she would let her but I think Brittany knew it was kind of a special thing we had.

"Well I actually came here for a few reasons." I lift an eyebrow and she bites her lip. "I do miss you, but I kind of wanted to talk about what happened between us."

"Did you come for another round?" I smirk at her and she looks a little off put that I so blatantly talked about it. I guess she thought that I either wouldn't acknowledge that we had sex or that I'd try to act like it didn't happen. But how could I? I felt everything people say you should feel. I felt so much more than you're supposed to when you're just having sex, especially with your best friend. I guess I know how her and Brittany felt their first time. I tried to downplay it and said that it was just a one time thing but I'll be damned if it is. Santana is amazing and I think this whole thing was a long time coming. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't interested in exploring a relationship with her, but this is Santana Lopez we're talking about. I doubt she'd want that and with our past it's hard to say that anything would even work.

"Think you can handle that? Dully noted." She takes a step towards me and takes my hands. She looks up into my eyes and I feel my breathing change. "Quinn you and I, we've always had this interesting relationship. We've always been there for each other when the other needed it but at the same time we've but heads more times than I can count. Hell we've even fought and given each other a good slapping. Thing is though, besides B, you're the only other person who understands me and who I've ever been able to let in. You get me, the parts of me that are too serious or confusing for B to get. You get it because like me you've been put through the wringer and we know that the world is a fucking mess. It's dark, dirty, and quite frankly shit-tacular. We don't let people in easily and hide behind defense mechanisms and our bitchy personalities to try and keep people away to keep ourselves safe. We're a like each other in a lot of ways. I just want to do something to try and show you something, to make you think about something okay?" By the end of her speech my heart is pounding against my chest and I can hear it thudding in my ears. I nod and she takes a small step away from me pulling out her phone. She sets it one the bed and a second later music fills my small dorm room. She pulls me into her arms and we begin to slow dance and she begins to sing.

"Settle down with me,
Cover me up,
Cuddle me in,

Lie down with me,
And hold me in your arms,
And your heart's against my chest your lips pressed to my neck,
I'm falling for your eyes but they don't know me yet,
And with a feeling I'll forget I'm in love now,

Kiss me like you wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
This feels like falling in love,
Falling in love,
We're falling in love,

Settle down with me,
And I'll be your safety,
You'll be my lady,
I was made to keep your body warm,
But I'm cold as the wind blows so hold me in your arms,

Oh no,
My heart's against your chest your lips pressed to my neck,
I'm falling for your eyes but they don't know me yet,
And with this feeling I'll forget I'm in love now,

Kiss me like you wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
This feels like falling in love,
Falling in love,
We're falling in love,

Yeah I've been feeling everything,
From hate to love,
From love to lust,
From lust to truth,
I guess that's how I know you,
So I hold you close to help you give it up,

So kiss me like you wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
This feels like falling in love,
Falling in love,
We're falling in love,

Kiss me like you wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
This feels like falling in love,
Falling in love,
We're falling in love."

During our dance she had pulled me closer to her body so I allows myself to rest my head on her shoulder. When she finished singing I pulled back to look at her. She was biting her lip and looking at me with such a scared and intense look. She was nervous. I could feel my heart pounding and the second I stared into her eyes I felt everything just slow down. She still has one of my hands in hers while the other is resting on her shoulder. I move both hands to cup her face while both of hers are gripping my waist. I can feel her scorching palms against the skin on my hips where my tank top must have ridden up in my sleep. After I let out a shaky breath I step closer to her, our bodies are now flush against each other, and I slowly dip my face towards her own. Her eyes flash between my eyes and my lips. I stop when we're just a breath apart. I let my eyes slowly close before I close the small distance.

This time when our lips meet there is no after taste of alcohol, no hurried rush, no undercurrent of lust. No outside reasons as to why we're kissing other than because we want to. Her lips are impossibly soft. She kisses me back hesitantly, almost as if I'll pull away and tell her that this is a mistake. I kiss a little bit harder than I had been before in an attempt to reassure her that I'm not going anywhere. Our lips move together and it steals the breath from my body. I feel a slow burning in my chest but I chose not to question it, I simply lose myself in the feeling of her strong arms wrapped around me and her lips kissing me stupid. The gentle kiss comes to a natural end that consists of gradual slower pecks on the lips. When we pull away we both smile at each other stupidly.

"So I was wondering, do you think that maybe we could make it not a once time thing? Like I can take you on a date and you'll give me a chance to woo you?" She gives me a nervous and gentle smile and I can't help but want to slightly mess with her.

"Well who knew? Santana Lopez is a romantic." I smile at her and she looks down, blushing hard. She head butts my shoulder lightly.

"Shut up Fabray." I grin at her and she looks back up at me with hopeful eyes. "So will you go on a date with me?"

"Of course. Why do you think I kissed you ya idiot?" She grins brightly before pulling me into another kiss. This certainly wasn't how I was planning to spend my weekend but I'm certainly not complaining.