Hi lovelies!
So, this is a short story I wrote as usual during some boring classes, it's another Quinntana fanfiction (yeah, last year I had a quite obsession with the two of them). I thought it wasn't fair that what had happened between the two of them during 4x14 was left alone and never considered again, I mean, I'm quite sure that if I would sleep with my best friend everything wouldn't just get back to normal.So this is how I decided to write this one.Hope you'll enjoy it, thanks for reading, and reviews always appreciated! xx
I wasn't understanding why suddenly she was talking about the relationship, about love, why she suddenly wanted this moment in front of everyone in the choir room.
« And I don't want to live my life without my one true love.»
I didn't want either. Then I saw a girl coming to stand next to her with a little box in her hands, this girl then gave it to Santana while she kept talking with such a passionate voice. I couldn't believe it. I mean, was she really about to propose? After a moment she suddenly knelt down and I had no more doubts.
I wasn't expecting this, at all. I knew how deep her love was, of course, but this… this was too early.
She then opened the little box that was in her hands and there was that beautiful ring; I punt my hands on my mouth shocked and I tried not to cry. The woman I was in love with was really proposing right in front of me. I could see all of our friends completely shocked and all of them put their hands on their mouths just like me.
She smiled, a smile that was full of love, passion, promises, trust. My heart was beating at a fast pace, I couldn't think, I couldn't breath.
My eyes started to get watered and I could feel my tears starting to stream down my cheeks while she kept smiling, it was obvious how happy and proud of this she was.
Then she finally popped the question.
«Brittany S. Pierce, will you marry me?»
We all were waiting for Brittany's answer, even though we all already knew she wasn't going to say no. I was wiping away my tears while Noah was glaring at me not understanding why I was so upset, I managed to smile at him then we heard Brittany squeal so our attention went back to the proposal.
«Oh my God, I'd love to!» Brittany squealed clapping her hands, they hugged tightly and I just couldn't take it anymore, I loved my two best friends, and I was happy for them… but I couldn't help but wish she could be in Brittany's place.
I stood up and walked out the room while everybody else was standing up to do their congratulations. I went to the cheerleaders' locker room, so nobody could find me. I sat on the floor with my back against the locker and I put my head in my knees and I just cried. How could I be so stupid to fall in love with my best friend? My best friend who is now engaged to my other best friend, no less. My thoughts stopped right away as I heard the sound of heels approaching in my directions, when they stopped I looked up.
Santana.
She was looking at me sweetly, then she smiled and knelt down in front of me.
«What's wrong Q? Are you wishing Puck would do the same thing to you?» she teased smirking. I glared at her while my eyes started to get watered once again.
«No, not at all. Go away now, please.» I said standing up and wiping away my tears.
«I know I should go, since my fiancée is probably wondering where I am, but I wanna help you, Q.» she said placing her hands on my arms.
«Just go away! You can't do anything, alright?» I almost yelled at her starting to cry again. She came closer to me, taking my face in her hands wiping away my tears.
«Hey, hey, please calm down, Quinnie. Calm down, okay?» she whispered looking right into my eyes. It was as if her eyes were trying to dig inside of me, and I couldn't allow that, so I grabbed her wrists and looked down.
«Just drop it. Let's just pretend this never happened, okay? Please, San.» I said looking again into her eyes then to her lips; I leaned in and kissed her cheek half smiling and then I walked out.
As soon as I got out from the cheerleaders' locked room Noah was in front of me. He smiled placing his hands in my hips and he pulled me closer to him.
«Hey babe, I was looking for you. What happened?» he said kissing my forehead. I half smiled once again hugging him, meanwhile I saw Santana going to the choir room but she stopped looking at us. I stepped back looking at Noah smiling.
«Everything's alright, babe.» I said and then I kissed him. I opened my eyes in her kiss and I saw Santana glaring at us and then storming into the choir room.
«How long are we staying in Lima?» he asked me.
«How about we go back to NY tomorrow morning?» I suggested smirking.
«Mh, yeah, that sounds good. But we should see when Mrs. And Mrs. Lopez-Pierce are going to get married.» he said taking my hand smirking and heading into the choir room. When we got in I immediately spotted Santana with her legs on Brittany's lap.
«I think then can easily call us to let us know about it.» I said sitting on Noah's lap. «I just want to be alone with you.»
«Oh, that's so? Why?» he said smirking.
We heard Rachel faking coughing while looking at us.
«What?» I snapped glaring at her back.
«Glad to share with us what you're talking about?» Kurt said pissed crossing his arms over his chest while leaning on the piano.
«We were just talking about what we're gonna do as soon as we get back home tomorrow, since we have just some days before he has to get back to the base. I'm not so sure you really want to know.» I said smirking and Noah started to laugh looking at the shocked faces of the others. I turned to Santana and she was staring at me with a blank expression and I smiled at myself.
«No, I don't really care. I mean, unless you guys want to throw up in the middle of the class I suggest not to ask them.» Santana said getting back to herself as she smirked looking at me satisfied with her comeback, as usual.
«Santana, please, like you don't have any horny fantasy about m-» I was cut off by Brittany, who raised her hand signaling us two to stop arguing and she spoke up.
«Guys, stop. Quinn, are you already going back to NY tomorrow?» she asked looking at me with sad eyes as she rested her head on the Latina's shoulder and I felt my blood boil inside my veins while looking at them.
«Yes, Brittany. So you and your fiancée can celebrate this amazing proposal she did to you in the middle of an high school's choir room, aren't you happy, sweetie?» I replied with an ironic tone breaking my gaze towards them, I knew Brittany was probably going to get sad because of what I said, but I just couldn't help myself.
«Woah, Quinn. Calm down, Britt hasn't done anything wrong to you.» Santana said taking her legs off Brittany's lap and getting closer to her so she could easily hug her whispering something to calm her down into her ear. I felt myself get angrier than ever in that moment and I had to control myself from standing up and going in their direction.
«Oh Gosh, it's not like I tried to kill her. No need to be so damn overprotective, Satan.» I said smirking while I felt my eyes starting to sting, I hated this discussion she had, they were so damn normal that it made even angrier and sadder.
«Stop you two, now. Gosh, you're such babies.» Rachel said pissed off looking at both of us. «Quinn, come with me.» she continued walking out the room. I rolled my eyes and, after giving Santana a glare and earning one back, I follower Rachel into her office.
«Please, sit down Quinn.» she said kindly sitting on her chair.
«You're not my teacher, Berry. I don't need this session.» I said crossing my arms over my chest and sitting down crossing my legs.
«No, I'm not your teacher, you're tight. But I am your friend, Quinn, and I want to know what has gotten into you. Do you think I didn't notice you walking out the choir room crying after Santana's proposal to Brittany? I saw it, and I wanna help you, but first you need to talk to me, please Quinn.» she said looking into my eyes and leaning more towards me reaching my hand with hers squeezing it to show me some kind of support. I nodded while shifting my eyes from my hands that were on my lap to her eyes.
«So… what am I supposed to say?» I asked looking around her office trying to avoid as much as possible her eyes. I spotted some pictures of her and her dads on the wall, a picture of her and Shelby on the bookshelf next to a picture of her and... Beth. My eyes went wide as they roamed again throughout the office trying to get that specific picture out of my mind, and so I spotted a picture of her and Finn. My heart sank in my chest as I closed my eyes.
«Whatever you'd like to share with me.» she replied and as I opened my eyes I saw her smiling sweetly at me, I smiled back before looking down at my hands.
«At Mr. Shue's wedding Santana and I had sex.» I blurted out letting my back slip against the back of the chair while slowly lifting my gaze to look at Rachel, who in that moment had the most shocked face I had ever seen on her. «Twice.»
I heard her gasp and looked at me even more shocked than before. «Rachel, please, it was the same night you and Finn slept together, and also Kurt and Blaine.» I said trying to stand up for myself, but she just shook her head looking at me.
«Yeah, but Quinn, the difference is that you and Santana never were a couple.» she pointed out raising a eyebrow.
«Yes, but Rachel. I had sex with a girl, not with an alien. No need to be so shocked.» I pointed out and she laughed at the but then her face suddenly turned serious.
«You have a point, but I just didn't expect this. So… you're being like that to Santana and Brittany because… you have feelings for Santana?» she asked sounding almost afraid to say it, yeah, it was clear without her underlining it that it was an impossible situation; Brittany and Santana were… Brittany and Santana.
«Yeah, at least I think so. I've always had weird feelings for her even though I didn't want to admit it to myself not anyone else. It's just… when we had sex she made me feel like nobody else had even done before. And I don't mean in a sexual way, even though that's true; but I mean how her hands roamed on my body like she wanted to explore every part of me and remember every single inch; how her eyes looked at my body, at me. I've never loved my body, since Beth I couldn't even stand being in my body anymore; I was always scared of sleeping with someone because of my stretch marks, and even though most of them are gone by now, the ones that still are on my body didn't even bother her, she didn't even look at them, it was like they didn't exist. For once I wasn't feeling totally ashamed of my body, I felt as if I was worth it. She cared, she really did, she made me feel wanted, she made me feel beautiful. And I've always knew that Santana and Brittany belonged to each other, but the proposal just shattered my heart. I just…» I was suddenly cut off by Rachel's gasp, I looked at her with a puzzled look and I saw that her eyes were open wide and were stuck right behind me; I held my breath hoping for everyone but Santana or Brittany, but as soon as I heard heels behind me my heart skipped a beat and I closed my eyes.
«Quinn…» I heart her soft but raspy voice behind me, then I heard her heels once again.
«Don't. It's okay.» I said trying to sound as cold as I could and I opened my eyes looking at Rachel, not daring look at the Latina.
«I guess I'll leave you two alone.» she said smiling kindly at me and then at Santana, but I shook my head placing my hands on her desk and standing up looking into her eyes.
«No, there's absolutely no need, Rachel.» I said getting up and running our of her office without looking back at either of them.
«Quinn! Quinn, wait please!» I heard Santana yell behind me but I kept running trying to shout her voice out of my head. Then I found myself into the gym, I sat in the stairs and cried my eyes out, she couldn't have heard what I said about her, it just couldn't be possible, it couldn't be fair. Then I heard once again the sound of heels.
«God, Santana. Would you please leave me alone?» I said irritated but my voice kept betraying me as it broke off at every word. I heard her walking closer and closer until she was beside me. I turned to her and looked into her eyes, well at least I tried to because I couldn't really see that much since I was still crying.
«Hey there.» she said in a soft voice and I tried to smile.
«I'm so sorry San.» I blurted out looking at the ground ashamed. She took my hands in hers and she placed her head on my shoulder.
«What are you sorry about?» she said stroking gently my arm.
«Messing up you big day. I mean, you weren't supposed to know. You're with Brittany and I'm with Noah, that's it.» I mumbled out trying to wave off everything that had just happened.
«Why are you with him anyway?» she asked looking at me confused.
«I was tired of spend all my energies thinking about… you.» I said blushing and looking away. She got up and for a moment I thought she was going to leave, but then she knelt down in front of me and she put her hands on my knees and she looked at me.
«You're cute when you blush, you know?» she said smiling kindly trying to make me feel better one way or another. I looked at her furrowing my eyebrows.
«You're not going to walk away now that you know?» I said worried looking into her eyes.
«No, of course not. Quinn, we've been through so much, of course I'm not going to leave you know. I'm not going to leave you alone in this, no way.» she said standing up and giving me her hand and I grabbed it standing up too. She then hugged me tightly.
«I love you, Quinn, and I'm not going to walk away, that's just never gonna happen.» she said playing with my hair, and I just smiled resting my head on her shoulder.
Three weeks later – Three days before the wedding
I walked into my living room and there she was, sitting on the couch in her pajama watching the TV and eating candies. Luckily Noah had gotten back to the base two weeks before so we were alone in our house.
I popped on the couch beside her putting my feet on the puff in front of us.
«Okay. San, it's been three days since you've appeared on my door step and you still haven't told me what happened. Does Brittany know you're here?» I asked worried. Not that I didn't want her with me, but she was getting married in three days for God's sake, and she was supposed to be with her fiancée right now.
«I'm afraid.» she blurted out looking at the ceiling, I grabbed her hand and stroked it with my thumb gently.
«San, would you look at me, please? What are you afraid of?» I asked getting comfortable on the couch so I could look at her, I was almost afraid of her answer because I had a feeling it was because of the wedding and I didn't know how to help.
«Of getting married. I mean, what if Brittany isn't the one for me? Or worse, if I'm not the one for her? Look at me, I'm not the right choice for anyone, let alone someone as innocent as her. What if we're making the biggest mistake of our lives? We can't get back once we're officially married, well, yes we could, but…» I rested my hands on her legs and looked at her in her eyes interrupting her rambling knowing she was just upsetting herself even more.
«Santana, breath.» I said grabbing her hand and putting it on my chest. «Breath with me, okay? In and out; in and out. Good girl. You need to stop giving yourself panic attacks.» I said looking into her eyes, but she was looking lower, at my lips. I bit my lip, Gosh the urge to kiss her was so strong, but I had to control myself, she was my best friend's fiancée.
Don't think about her. Quinn.
Don't think about those gorgeous lips.
Don't think about those beautiful eyes.
Don't think…
And then her lips were on mine. I cupped her cheeks and I kissed her back, her lips were so soft and they moved in synchrony with mine, it was as if our lips belonged to each other. I felt her tongue ask for entrance, tracing the outline of my lips, I slowly parted mine giving her the access. Our tongues were fighting for dominance, which I won, she then got on top of me straddling my waist, then when oxygen became an issue we pulled back. I looked into her eyes and Gosh, they were so dark, she was looking at me like she wanted to eat me, which I think she really wanted to. Then she smirked and I looked at her with a questioning look and so she started to grind on me still looking right into my eyes, her warm clothed core was grinding hard right against mine and I moaned softly as she did the same. I put my left hand on the back of her head and I kissed her again, hard as she kept grinding on me while she trailed kisses on my jaw, then on my neck where she bit down hard and sucked. I threw my head back giving her more access as she found my weak spot she sucked even harder, when I let out another moan I felt her smirk against my skin. I let my hands roam on her back and then I cupped her butt and she let out a groan, she put her hands under my shirt and she cupped my breasts through the bra still grinding on me and sucking on my neck.
«San…» I moaned when her hands trailed slowly the underline of my bra giving me goosebumps and then her hands cupped my breasts under I bra. Then she took off my shirt and she threw it on the ground, she kissed her way down reaching my breasts and she unclasped my bra throwing it somewhere on the ground and she took one of my nipples into her mouth sucking hard on it while her hand played with the other one, I arched my back pulling myself even more into her hand and mouth moaning loudly.
«San… San-Santana, wait, we-we can't.» I said suddenly; she let go of my nipple with a wet poo and looked at me. «San, you're just confused. You just don't want to think and…» I trailed off my sentence as she started sucking on my jaw while shaking her head.
«Shh…shh.» she whispered looking into my eyes as her hand slowly made its way down the front of my body and reached my core, cupping it firmly and I let out a moan, every preoccupation leaving my head right away. She smiled at me and she kissed me again and I kissed her back, as my hands slowly trailed their way under her shirt cupping her breasts and I smirked in the kiss as she moaned into my mouth. I slowly and gently took off her shirt and I kissed her stomach while I played with her nipples and then kissed the valley between her breasts as she kept moaning. Then she started to grind on me again smirking as she trailed her fingers on my stomach until she reached the hem of my shorts and she smiled at me looking into my eyes, then she slid her hand into my shorts and right into my panties.
«My, my, Quinn, you're so wet.» she said in a husky voice, and I blushed looking at her while biting my bottom lip. She kept trailing her fingers through my wet fold while she still looked into my eyes. She was teasing me, she perfectly knew how much I wanted her and how much I hated it, I felt her finger trace its way to my entrance, she then stopped and made its way up again on my clit.
«San…San, please…» I whispered closing my eyes. She kissed my neck again and I felt her smile against my skin as her fingers played with my clit without stopping, but it wasn't enough, and she knew it. Then she took her hand out my shorts and got off me before kneeling in font of me, she placed her fingers into the waistband of my shorts and slid them down my legs leaving them on the floor. She got closer to my core and inhaled deeply as I threw my head back, then she placed one finger on my clit through my panties and slowly played with it, my hips kept jerking up trying to get more friction from her finger but every time I did so she took her finger away.
«What do you want Quinn?» she asked smirking evilly, I could clearly hear in her tone the mischievousness that was all Santana Lopez, she slowly slid my panties down my legs and I saw her eyes being stuck staring at my core. She trailed her finger through my folds once again as she lifted her gaze looking right into my eyes. My breath got stuck into my lungs as I saw that she was getting closer to my core, just millimeters away she slowly licked my clit and I closed my eyes, her tongue kept licking it and the she took it inside her mouth sucking it hard, she grasped one of my legs and placed it onto her shoulder as she kept devouring me.
«San… more please…» I whispered as she sucked on my clit and her finger teased my entrance without going in, I kept jerking my hips into her mouth trying to get more from that finger teasing me.
«What Quinnie? Tell me.» she was keeping teasing me and I felt her smiling against me as she started licking again my clit, I was becoming sensitive but she didn't show any intention to start fingering me so I three my head back and decided to satisfy her.
«Fuck me, please.» I mumbled loud enough for her to hear, I still wasn't sure if she had heard me or not but that doubt quickly disappeared when I felt her finger slowly penetrating me. I arched my back and hissed in pleasure and I felt her finger filling me, she slowly started to pump it in and out as my hips kept jerking to get even more from her. «Please more, San.» I heard her hum while pulling out her finger and entering me with two as her tongue licked my clit once again and then took it into her mouth. Her fingers kept pumping in and out of me as my hips started jerking again and I threw my head back feeling my release closer and closer.
«Fuck – Santana, yes, please – oh God yes.» I kept moaning as I felt her free hand making its way up my body and cupping my breast rolling my nipple with her fingers; her fingers kept pumping furiously in and out of my soaked core, I grabbed the back of her head to push her impossibly closer, with each thrust my grip onto her dark locks became tighter and tighter. When she curled her fingers inside of me and pressed hard onto my spot I groaned and jerked my hips upwards and so she kept pushing into my spot and in the meanwhile she sucked harder on my clit. As I told her I was about to cum she pulled out her fingers and suddenly pushed in her tongue and so I cummed into her mouth.
As I came down from the high, Santana took her time kissing her way up my body until she reached my lips, she placed some lazy kisses on my lips and I could taste myself and I moaned, she then rested her forehead on mine. After some minutes she got up slowly and gave me her hand pointing with her head towards my bedroom; I smiled and got up as well leaning against her since my legs were like Jell-O.
We crawled onto the bed and she straddled again my hips while kissing me, then she got up and pulled down her shorts and her panties and straddled me again. I got an hold of her hips and tried to pull her higher, at first she looked at me with a puzzled look but then as I smirked she understood what I was implying and got higher and higher until her core was right above me.
I started licking her clit slowly and with my fingers I pulled it out of its hood and licked it faster while she squirmed above me, then as I took it inside my mouth I penetrated her with two fingers and I heard her yelp at the sudden intrusion; she started to moan and pressed her core even more in my mouth and I licked and fingered her faster and harder. Then I grabbed her thighs and pushed her onto the bed and I rolled on top of her, I kept pumping my finger in and out of her as if bit gently her hardened clit while I ran my free hand up and down her tensed body. I looked at Santana and I saw her biting her lip throwing her head back while burying her fingers into my hair pushing me even more into her core. Then I made my way up her body leaving kisses all over it and as I reached her neck I sucked hard on it leaving some marks.
«God, more – plea- fuck!» she said between moans, so I pulled out my fingers and then entered her with three digits, wrapping my other arm tighter around her waist as her body jerked off the bed. She kept moaning louder and louder, Jesus Christ, she sounded so damn hot, I started speeding up the rhythm of my thrusts, twisting my fingers around and feeling Santana's walls contracting more and more around them. I just watched the way my fingers slid in and out of Santana's soaked core for a moment, marveled at how much turned on she was for me, at how eagerly she was thrusting her hips along with the pumps of my fingers. I thrust hard into her, rolling my thumb over her hard clit.
«Yes, Quin-God!» she mumbled against my lips and then I kissed her again, Santana sucked eagerly on my tongue until I slammed hard into her and I curled my fingers, and she had to pull away from my mouth to whine as she was getting there. I started to mumble sweet nothings into her ear as I sucked on her earlobe and her body jerked and tensed, her toes curling as a loud moan came out of her mouth; her breasts were pushing against mine as she arched her back and I could feel all of her body trembling. When her body finally loosened up enough for her to sink back onto the bed I eased my fingers out of her sensitive core and cupped her firmly making her whimper. I leaned down and kissed her softly.
«Feeling good?» I asked against her lips, taking my hands from in between Santana's legs and smirking as she whimpered once again; she nodded smiling at me and I rested my head on her chest and we soon fell asleep tangled together.
Some hours later…
I suddenly woke up because I wasn't feeling Santana's warm body against mine, I opened my eyes and I noticed she wasn't in my bed, so I got up and grabbed my housecoat and went into the kitchen but Santana wasn't even there.
«Santana! Are you here?» I called for her while heading to my living room but I still got no response. On the table I noticed a note and I grabbed it; it was Santana's handwriting.
"Hi Quinn,
I know this isn't what you were expecting once you woke up. But…I'm getting married in less than three days, I just cant leave Brittany. I know you deserve so much more than a note, but I don't think I would be able to tell you all of this looking into your eyes. I don't regret what happened between us, at all, alright? Don't ever think this, please. I never wanted to hurt you, breaking your heart was never my intention. I will always love you, Q.
Santana"
Three days later – The Wedding
I was talking to Noah while we were getting into the church when Rachel came running to me.
«Hey Rach, what's up?» I asked smiling.
«Hi Quinn, Noah. Quinn, Santana wants to see you. Well she wasn't really sure if you would be here so she told me to come looking for you, and here you are so… yeah that's it.» she was talking so fast that I almost didn't catch what she was saying, and from Noah's face I understood that he got absolutely nothing.
«Rachel, I don't know. You know… I mean…» I didn't know how to explain myself without Noah catching up, but I was saved by the short brunette.
«Quinn, stop. I got it, but I think you should go see what she needs anyway, I mean, you still are her…» she trailed off as she saw me nodding closing my eyes, I smiled at her and Noah and made my way towards the bride. I knocked on the door and waited for the permission to go inside, as I heard her soft voice mumble something I opened the door and approached her. As I got inside I saw her right in front of the mirror, she was just stunning, her beautiful long dress was covered by her dressing gown, but she still was gorgeous. Just not for me.
«Hi Quinn.» she murmured half smiling.
«Hi Santana.» I whispered smiling at her. «Rachel said you wanted to see me.» I said almost in a formal tone getting closer to her.
«Yeah, I wasn't sure you'd be here though.» she said nervously trying to avoid my eyes.
«How so? I mean I'm Brittany's Maid of Honor, I couldn't let her down, you know.» I said smiling at her, she came closer to me and she took my hands in hers forcing a smile, she still didn't get that I perfectly knew when she was faking something.
«Listen, I'm so sorry…» she started but I stopped her taking away my hands from hers and shaking my head stepping back.
«It's okay, really. You and Brittany belong to each other and I've always known that. I'm the one who should be sorry, not you. I'm you best friend and that's it.» I said with a broken voice, I was trying to do the mature thing and leave all of my feelings behind me but was hard, more so when she was looking at me like a lost puppy. She got closer to me once again and she put her hands on my bare arms.
«Thanks… I…I will never forget what we could have had, Quinn. I love you.» she said hugging me tightly and in her hug I felt all mine and hers emotions about what had happened and what was going to happen in less than half an hour.
I stepped back smiling and looking at her.
«I'll let you finish here. See you in a bit, oh, your father said to hurry up because he's outside and he's eager to see you.» I said trying not to cry. She was about to get married, to get married to our best friend, and not to me, and this was slowly shattering my heart.
She nodded smiling and I turned around and headed towards the door, as I opened it I turned to her and saw her looking right into my eyes.
«You are the best thing I've never had, Santana.»