Hello! All the best,
I've always wanted to do a songfic and once I'd finally fallen in love with Gotye - Somebody That I Used To Know a Faberry idea came to me straight away, so I've written the first couple of chapters. It might take a while to get into the song, but my assignments are all done for now so I've got a little bit of free time. I'm currently on a writer's block for 'A Very Faberry Wedding' but I have started the next chapter of that too. This fic won't be that long if I'm being honest! Chapter two is done and will be posted pretty much right away.
faberrylovingklainer [formerly Klaine2314] :)
Slowly she arose from her deep slumber. She turned from her front to her side and remembered she wasn't alone. She soon realised she was naked and the sleeping blonde next to her was in the same state. "What the fuck? I did not sleep with Quinn Fabray last night." She thought. Her mind was buzzing. The celebratory nationals drinks had clearly gone to her head and Quinn had just crashed there to save going back to her room where Santana and Brittany were no doubt having their own little 'sleepover' as Brittany called them. She'd address the situation of no clothes later on once the blonde awoke.
Quickly and quietly she slipped out of the bed and into the bathroom. She showered with her mind racing. "I cannot have slept with Quinn. That's ridiculous. We're just friends besides Finn and I are still together, sort of. Finn!" Her mind was flooded with guilt. If she had slept with Quinn then she'd have cheated on her boyfriend/fiancé/whatever he was at that point. She tried to wash away the guilt by trying to remember what had happened but she couldn't. She didn't remember getting back to the hotel room but she did remember being glued to Quinn's side for most of the evening. It had been two months since Quinn's accident and Rachel had been glued to her friend's side since. Quinn's Mom had made her promise she'd be careful and after several arguments about whether Quinn was going or not, Judy had let her go as long as someone was with her the majority of their time. Rachel had really stepped up and made sure everything was friendly for Quinn to use. She'd been out of the chair for a matter of days before Nationals and they didn't know whether she'd be able to perform with the New Directions but Quinn being Quinn had relented and persevered through the pain to capture that elusive trophy.
"I've been looking after her as a friend and nothing else. I do not like Quinn Fabray that way. Neither of us is gay for a start. We can't have slept together." She thought as she opened the bathroom door and saw the blonde starting to arise. Quinn turned off her front and onto her back, her eyes opening lazily. "Err, morning." She said awkwardly.
"Morning." Rachel awkwardly replied. Quinn soon realised she was naked and drew the blankets up to her face so only her eyes and hair could be seen.
"Well this is awkward..." She groaned.
"Quinn, I honestly don't remember what happened last night."
"You don't?" Quinn replied almost dejectedly.
"I remember drinking a lot but that's it. The next thing I know I'm naked waking up next to you and not Finn."
"We definitely drank a lot..." Quinn said as she rubbed her forehead trying to fend off the imminent hangover.
"Mr Schue left us in the hotel bar at ten, we were given two hours and the bar staff were on strict orders not to give us alcohol but Puckerman had already thought ahead and brought spirits in little flasks stored in his suitcase so we all sneakily left at like half ten citing we were tired from our hectic day and snuck to Puck's room. You were glued to my side all night, Rach. I went to go be sick and you followed me into the bathroom. You locked the door and held me trying to sooth me. You remembered from when I was pregnant with Beth that I hate being sick. Suddenly all thoughts of vomiting had subsided because you leant down and kissed me Rach. It wasn't a short peck either, I mean you really kissed me. The kind of kiss that makes Finn a very lucky guy! One that rendered me incapable of being able to do anything except kiss you back."
"I kissed you?" Rachel whispered in shock.
"Err yeah. You whispered in my ear to meet you at your room in ten minutes. I thought you just needed someone to make sure you'd got back to your room safely because Finn was so far out of it that he couldn't stand up so he wouldn't have made it to your room at all.
I gave you ten minutes and followed, by the time I got to you, you were fighting with the key trying to get it into the lock. I'll admit that was quite amusing. It took both of us to get that door open, we sort of fell in laughing. You were whispering so loudly that I thought people were going to come out and see what all the commotion was about. Once I'd closed the door, you pretty much jumped on me. You went wild kissing almost everywhere Rachel, I wasn't entirely innocent and it was me that stepped it up that little bit more, I expected you to stop it when it got too much or when you realised what we were doing but you didn't. I should have stopped it too I guess but Rachel, you made me want you so badly. I guess I wanted to almost repay you for all the times you've looked after me since the crash, plus all the feelings I've had building for you over the last year that I couldn't stop myself. You told me that you needed me, Rach, after that there was no going back, so I guess we did end up sleeping together..."
"I am a terrible person." Rachel said as she sunk down onto the bed lying down next to Quinn but far enough not to touch her.
"I am too. This is the third time I've cheated. The first time I got pregnant, the second time I got mono and the third time I guess made me finally admit that I'm gay."
"You think you're gay after one drunken encounter?" Rachel blurted.
"I loved last night Rach, I'm not going to regret it. I felt so good and it's been so long since I felt that good...and I wasn't the cause of it. If you know what I mean." Quinn blushed. "To top it off it was with you, the girl I've grown to like over the past year." Quinn half explained. She was keeping the big stuff from Rachel on purpose. She knew the brunette was going to regret what had happened and didn't want to scare her further into the distance by admitting she was getting close to almost more than liking the diva.
"I wish I could remember but I think it's a positive that I can't. Quinn this has to stay between us. I'm with Finn and I love him. I intend to marry him someday. I can't even class this drunken thing with you as an experimental moment because I can't even remember it."
"I guess I understand Rachel." Quinn muttered.
"You have to Quinn. I'm going to regret this for as long as I remain with Finn. I've cheated on him. The one thing we were both worried about happening; ironically I was worried about him cheating with you not me cheating on him with you."
-#-
"Fabray you look like hell." Santana declared as Quinn joined them with her suitcase in the lobby. They were waiting to depart back to Lima. "Thanks Santana. Maybe you could keep your voice down."
"Oh shit yeah, I mean if you're hungover, my loud voice is going to make that worse right?" She said, starting quietly and then getting progressively louder.
"No, but if anyone overhears we were drinking last night we're going to get in trouble. That'd be a great way to end our winning weekend, right?"
"Q, we graduate soon. Who cares?"
"I care." Quinn said finally.
"Fine whatever, I'll lay off. Where did you end up last night? You weren't in your bed when I woke up. It didn't even look slept in but all your stuff was still there."
"Oh err..." Quinn stuttered quickly thinking of a plausible excuse. "I did come back, but you and Britt were kind of busy, so I just wandered around the hotel for a while. When I got back you two were fast asleep so I just snuck into bed and fell asleep. You were both still fast asleep when I woke up so I just went for a quiet walk and got some food."
"Bullshit. You hooked up didn't you?" Santana blurted.
"What? Who're you talking to? Quinn Fabray, celibacy club Queen."
"Q, you hooked up and you just don't want to admit it. Were you that bad?"
"I can assure you I was not bad, yes I hooked up. No I won't tell you who with."
"I fucking knew it!" Santana shrieked punching the air with her fist.
"What did we say about shouting? My head hurts."
"Oh yeah sorry Q. I can't believe you hooked up last night. Now I'm on a mission to find out who with. Boy or girl?" Santana asked.
"Seriously, you're asking that?" Quinn shook her head in disbelief, hoping that Santana would be easily led down the line Quinn was trying to send her down.
"Sometimes people surprise you. Look at me...look at Karofsky." Santana shrugged. "It wasn't Puck again was it?" She asked. Quinn quickly shook her head and shivered at the thought.
"Ew god, no. Not again and definitely not since we almost hooked up earlier this year."
"Ah true point. I forgot you had that crazy phase. Q, you've had quite the turbulent senior year really."
"I know, but last night was a high point."
"You don't regret it then?"
"Not in the slightest." She replied.
-#-
"Where did you end up last night?" Rachel asked as Finn entered their bedroom. They'd all switched rooms accordingly once Mr Schue was out of sight, although Rachel had tried to argue that she and Finn were engaged so there shouldn't be a problem. Mr Schue argued that it wouldn't be fair on the couples who weren't engaged to be banned from sharing a room.
"I crashed at Puck's. I tried to stand up and get here but my legs just gave way. I knew Quinn had followed you to make sure you got home ok, so I thought it would be fine to just stay here." He replied. Another wave of guilt quickly washed over Rachel. Finn could have easily caught her and Quinn at any point last night. She quickly thanked the cheap alcohol Puck had brought.
"Did Quinn stay over?"
"I don't think so. I mean I woke up alone." Rachel lied.
"Well I could hear Santana and Brittany as I walked past so I assume she wasn't in there. She might have crashed somewhere else then." He mumbled.
"Yeah perhaps."
"Rach, are you ok?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know that's why I asked." He replied dumbly.
"We won Nationals yesterday. I'm happy but I guess I'm sad because we're graduating high school soon...I don't know whether I'm ready."
"Listen to me, you are Rachel Berry. You and I are going to get married and have a happy life together, no matter where we end up." He said trying to sooth her. She walked over to him and hugged him tightly. She closed her eyes and all she could picture was Quinn. She tried to push her out of her mind but she couldn't.
"We'd better hurry up and get downstairs everyone will be waiting to leave." He said as he pulled away from her. Rachel was relieved at the loss of contact between her and her fiancé.
"You go down and tell them I'll be a couple of minutes longer." Rachel instructed him. Finn simply nodded and left the room.
Rachel sat on the bed and tears began to drip down her face. She regretted sleeping with Quinn. She hated being dishonest with Finn but the truth would end their relationship. She wasn't gay, she didn't like Quinn in that way. It was her stupid fault for getting so drunk and not being able to control herself. She had to forget about Quinn, if she had to cut ties with the blonde then she would. She'd done it for the majority of their lives. She remembered that it was only in the last few months that they'd become close, she would miss that closeness they'd come to share. Quinn would open up to Rachel about anything: Beth, her family, her future.