Okay So After getting some reviews and realizing, I love this whole writing thing, i am going to turn this into a short series, i'm thinking 6 chapters maybe more. Some things you should know: Quinn and Rachel ARE friends. (Hense the OOC, plus you will see Rachel isn't confident about everything) Not super close, but they are friendly and have small talk conversations when they are together. No hate between them anymore, all has been resolved already. Thanks to those who read!
How would life be different if it was normal to be attracted to either sex, if everyone could admit that at least the smallest part of them was attracted to the same sex at some point in their life?
Four words.
She would be mine.
I would be able to walk up to her and say how I feel. Let out all these things I have been holding in. I wouldn't have to restrict myself. Rather than simply stating, "Your eyes are pretty" I'd be able get close to her face, put my hand on her cheek and look her in those eyes, those wonderful green eyes. with a hint of orange around the pupils that you can see the most when she's in the sunlight, and say how much it means to me,that those eyes have been watching over me more and more recently. That I never want to go a day without seeing those green eyes. I'd be able to say that her hugs literally make my day, that just seeing her puts a smile on my face. That seeing her cry kills me. or that reading a depressing post on facebook or twitter makes me concerned automatically, makes me want to go to her, makes me want to hold her, tell her everything will be okay. That it's taken me forever to buck up the courage to finally do this. And as I am gazing into those green eyes, I would tell her I will always be there for her, no matter what her answer was to the question I was about to ask... Then the six words would dance out of my mouth, "Will you go out with me?". And it wouldn't be weird, it wouldn't be any different than a boy asking her out or looking deep into her eyes. There would be no more judgment from friends, or enemies alike than if I were a guy asking her out. It would be me, a girl, trying to get a date with the girl i'm falling for. And it would be completely accepted. It would be me taking a chance to get closer to her as all do to those they admire. And whether she looks deep into my eyes with even more emotion than she already does and says, "Yes" as she takes my hand and we walk off into the school parking lot, or she shyly whispers, "I don't feel the same way, i'm sorry, but I will always be there for you, just friends", it wouldn't matter. Because I tried. And she would know how I feel. I wouldn't have to be holding it in.
But I am holding it in. This is not the way things are. I barely know who I am or who I, Rachel Berry, am becoming, but I do know one thing; I am attracted to her. Quinn Fabray is everything I could ask for in a partner, she is perfect. She literally makes me melt. But none of this matters. None of it matters at all. She has a boyfriend, Sam (who if this utopia was reality would already be with someone else) and this idea of my liking her is not socially acceptable. Our friends would judge me, she would freak out and probably never look at me the same or talk to me. Which is why I will forever be holding these feelings in. Because no matter how I feel, no matter the circumstances. I couldn't live without her.
Five words
She will never be mine.