A/N Hey guys. My first fic. The most important thing you all should know: I'm brazilian, so I apologize for english mistakes. Feel free to warn me about any huge stupid mistake. :)
A/N I hope you like this Idea. I want this story to be fun and with a lot of cute momentos. But can't stop the angst. It happens after episode 4x12 when Quinn and Santana visit Rachel in NYC. But then returns to High School. lol A few things will be different from what we saw on the show, for obvious reasons.
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- I CAN'T BELIVE YOU'RE HERE GUYS!
- God Berry, you already said that!
- I know Santana. I'm just really happy that you two are here, in my apartment.. IN NEW YORK! After all those years in high school, who would thought we'd find a way to be good friends?
- You don't have to remind about that Rachel, we were awful to you.
- Quinn, it's ok. Remember what I told you at prom, you're friendship was the best thing that happen to me in high school. We had amazing moments on our senior year and that's what I remember from high school!
Hearing those words made her heart just hurt. A lot. In a good way. Also in a bad way. Don't get her wrong, she was really happy that Rachel forgave her. And Jesus, best thing? That was huge! She almost get marry and still… That's how much their friendship means. Even if it was the first time they were seeing each other after Rachel left Lima. Even if they were just friends. But that's a good thing right? Yep, great.
- So that was the reason for the whole prom queen thing huh?
- The prom queen! I will never forget what you guys did. It was a wonderful night! Thank you!
- Well, it was Quinn idea but whatever. I agreed. So you're welcome. But forget that, now I'm intrigued. Best thing? What about your relationship with big dumb?
Why Santana always have to be a bitch? And why she was happy that Santana asked?
- Don't call him that Santana. I know you guys get along. And well, look what happened to us. Not together anymore. Friends before guys! And I'm dating Brody now, so enough with Finn talk.
'Friends before guys'. She could accept that answer. Made sense. But the Brody thing, ouch! Rachel really should stop dating every guy she met. And stay single for a while. But why the hell she wanted that? Why she' was even think something like that?
- God Berry! Stop date every guy on planet! You should just stay single for a wihle and have some fun.
God she loved Santana!
- Just go out with different people without obligations. You should try a girl!
God she hated Santana!
- Although I really appreciate your… concern? I'm being very careful and we're not too serious. Just knowing each other. I'm not the kind of girl who goes out with different people every night, despite having no problems with people who does. As for the girl, just not really my thing.
Well, that's sucks!
- That's sucks!
This was becoming really weird.
- I never thought of you as a regular girl. Who just wants a prince charming. You want to be on Broadway and dreamed about this city. I guess a thought you wanted to experience stuff. Like go out with 2 different guys in a week, or date a girl. I don't know, just live a little.
That made sense? Because she really liked the point.
- I'm not a regular girl Santana. I have two gay dads and I'm open to everything. I would be more than happy to date a girl IF I'm into her.
- And tell me Berry.. Have you ever thought of kissing a girl? Be honest.
What the Hell was going on? She hated Santana? Or she loved Santana? She was pretty sure her heart was trying to live her body right now. Like jumping. It was crazy!
- Well… Yes.
Wow! Yes? W..when? How? Who? Why? DAMN SANTANA. JUST READ HER MIND AGAIN!
- Oh. Ok.
WHAT? Really Santana? NOW you choose to be a normal person? Actually a normal person would ask. She definitely hated Santana!
- I have to say Santana, I'm surprised you're happy with just a "yes".
Pissed is the word you want to say Rachel! Or maybe she was the only one pissed.
- Why on earth would I be interest about your sex dreams? Ew.
Oh God, just make her stop!
- S..sex? Santana you said KISSING. That's what passed through my mind. But honestly who sane people, guy or girl, wouldn't think about kissing Quinn.. or.. or.. any random pretty girl. The random pretty girl I thought about it. N..not Quinn. I mean Quinn is pretty of course.. B..but not the pretty girl I was referring… Yep. I thought about kissing a girl who was pretty like Quinn, but not Quinn! At All.
Wait what? Like.. what? REALLY? WHAT?
- WHAT?
THANK GOD SHE'S BACK!
- God I'm so embarrassed. I didn't mean that. Quinn please stop look at me like that! I'm sorry! I wasn't saying that.. Just say something!
That conversation was really happening? Like, she really was stunned. Damn Rachel just said her name. And asked her to say something. Why she could say? 'I love you, kiss me.' SHUT UP QUINN. She just needed to be cool. Everything was fine.
- Well, I'm sure I'm prettier than your random pretty girl.
Oh Quinn.. Really? Could she just die now? Please?
- Since Berry is being stupid right now trying to pretend she did not just told about her obvious girl crush on Quinn and Quinn's accident decided to affect her brain after all this time, let me just be the one with the talk. Rachel, you wanted to kiss Fabrey, stop act like it's a big deal. Be fun and just tell us about that. I have a feeling that Quinn wants to know about that. Right Quinnie?
IDIOT.
- S..Sure. If Rachel wants to talk about it. Whatever.
If Maybe she was unable to speak.. That would be great.
- Ok. So… I always thought Quinn was very pretty. And I remember sophomore year when I used to think any guy would be so lucky to have her. I mean, look at her. She's perfect!
Yeah yeah ok Rachel. Just tell her about the kiss.
- Anyway, one day I was looking at her and started wonder how would it feel. You know? If the most popular girl just came to me saying she wanted to kiss me. And saying she liked me. The she made fun, called names, slushed. And said that inside her the truth was she really liked me and was afraid to admit.
OH.
- But I was a stupid kid praying to be loved. And the Finn happened. I fell really hard. Forget the whole world. That's my story. Oh, to be honest when Finn broke up with me and decided to like Quinn again, she saw fireworks. When he said that, I thought about it. The kiss. But I guess I was just curious about how it made an effect on him. But please guys, forget about that, we were kids, after that we became friends and that's the only important thing.
She had no words. How could she?
- I have no words. So, tell us about NYADA. Are you and Kurt killing each other already?
She loved Santana.
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After Rachel's confession they no longer talked about it. The conversation went with the girls talking about their lifes now. College, Brody, Brittany. But Quinn never stopped thinking about it. Her heart was hurting so much. She just wanted to cry and cry and cry. But instead she pretended she didn't care. It was only one more thing to her list. Pretend she was happy, pretend her life was perfect, pretend she wasn't in love with Rachel. Now she also had to pretend she didn't care that a few years ago Rachel thought about her as more than a friend. It doesn't matter the reasons, she did.
'Quinn, stop. You didn't know you liked her. It wouldn't have made any difference.'
But she couldn't stop. It was so frustrating. Because Rachel basically described her feelings. Quinn's feelings. She was afraid, she did those things because she was a stupid teenager who didn't know how she felt. And now she was wondering if it could be different now. If she just had done what Rachel said. And maybe they could be together right now. But it wasn't because she didn't know what that feeling meant. Or she didn't want to know. Because even if she admitted to herself, she would NEVER admit to Rachel. Or anybody. But that doesn't mean it hurt less. It hurt more. Because now she knows about that stupid minimal chance. She always say 'Even if you said the way you felt..feel, she would never correspond these feelings.'
Now, the blame is on her. And it hurt. So Quinn said she had to meet a friend who lived in New York and went for a walk. It was raining. A lot. But she didn't care.
She was now thinking about everything she could done different. Her life was a joke. She made so many stupidity. It would be magical if she had her current head back then. Thinking about the made her pain really.. physical. But she didn't care. She just sat on a bench and fell asleep.
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- Quinnie wake up! Sweetie, you're going to be late. Wake up.
- Go away mom. I'm sleeping.
Wait. Mom?
And she woke up.
- HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS!
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So? This is just an introduction. I already have what to do from here, but please tell me if you have any ideas. If you liked, just leave a review so i can post next chapter.
A/N Was it too weird use the 3d person but as Quinn's POV?
A/N Really sorry for english mistakes. Just let me know if you notice so i can fix. :)