My brain just won't leave me alone! I keep getting all these ideas, and I just feel as though I need to share them...even though I already have so many continuing stories to finish...
But here's this one anyway!
"Will you marry me, Quinn?"
Those five words played over and over in her mind as she sat on the fifth stool at the low-key bar she and her friends had found a few years back. As she stared at the shining ring upon her left hand she smiled to herself. She was twenty-three years old and she'd found the love of her life. It was unbelievable.
"Can I get another?" She waved to the bartender who gave her a smirk before preparing her another Soviet.
As the man prepared her drink Quinn picked up her phone to glance at the time. She'd been waiting for her friends for the past twenty minutes. As the drink slid across the bar Quinn set her phone back down. She looked at the ring upon her finger once more before taking a sip of her drink.
As she played with her glass Quinn looked around the bar, it was relatively quiet for a Friday night as the old-fashioned jukebox played a Stevie Nicks song. She hummed quietly along with it before her phone buzzed signaling a text. She smiled at the face that appeared on the screen before she clicked into the message.
I'm missing you already, so I really wished you'd hurry the hell up!
Quinn rolled her eyes before typing a quick reply.
Sorry, my friends are a little late, I promise I'll be there soon. -Q
"What are you smiling about?" A voice chimed in behind her.
Quinn spun around on the stool gripping her phone within her hand, "you'll know soon enough." She smiled standing up, her arms open.
Kurt smiled leaning in for the hug. "I've missed you." He grinned.
"I've missed you, too." Quinn replied as they pulled away, "where's Rachel?"
Kurt waved his hand, "she'll be here soon enough. She's parking the car." He let out a small chuckle, "she sent me in here to make sure you were still here."
"Oh, I wouldn't leave." Quinn said, motioning for him to take a seat, and waving the bartender over.
"I'll, uh, I'll take two Showbiz's please." Kurt said to the bartender before turning to Quinn. "Rach is so excited to see you, you've been gone for so long."
"It's only been four months." Quinn laughed, taking another sip of her drink.
"And four months of not seeing you after a lifetime of seeing you daily is kind of different." Kurt laughed.
Quinn shrugged as the bartender slid the drinks over to them. Kurt grabbed one of them before shrugging with a grin, "here she comes." He nodded over. Quinn turned back toward the door and smiled wildly waving as she spotted Rachel enter the building.
"Quinn!" Rachel screeched as she strolled over to them.
"Rachel." Quinn beamed wrapping her arms around the shorter girl, grasping her tightly before they pulled away, "how are you?" She asked, "you look great."
The brunette shrugged off the compliment, "just a little wardrobe change." She said, "no big deal."
"Got you this." Kurt said with an eyebrow wiggle, handing the girl the second Showbiz.
Rachel grinned a thank you before taking her own sip. "So," she turned to Quinn, "you sounded a little strange on the phone, said you wanted to talk about something super important."
Quinn nodded, "yeah." she grabbed a hold of Rachel's hand and led her to the nearest stool. "I do have something to tell you." she smiled looking between the two of them, "both of you, actually."
Kurt raised his eyebrows with a smile as he too sat down.
"Well, wh-what is it?" Rachel asked looking at her expectantly.
"I'm moving out." Quinn stated firmly.
Kurt's smile faded, "what why?"
"Yeah, you're not moving to California permanently are you?" Rachel wondered. Her smile too, had faltered.
"Uh," Quinn blinked, her nerves finally kicking in. "N-No, I…California was beautiful, I love L.A., but I think I'm more of a New York kind of gal."
"Yeah." Kurt nodded, looking between Quinn and Rachel, "that's good."
Quinn gave him a weird look but shook her head, "anyway, there's-"
"Where are you moving to?" Rachel asked.
"Well, that's the thing." Quinn said, bringing her hand up to unconsciously play with her jacket collar. "You see, while I was in L.A. I-"
"Oh, my God," Rachel gasped, "what is that?" She reached out and snatched Quinn's hand pulling it away from her collar.
"Is that what I think it is?" Kurt gawked.
Quinn let out a nervous chuckle, "yeah, uh, this is why I asked you to meet me here." She pulled her hand away, feeling weird from all of the attention the ring was getting. "I'm engaged."
"What?" Rachel asked, her eyes shooting back to Quinn's face.
Quinn smiled again, "I'm getting married."
"Since when?" Rachel's demeanor changed completely as the words tumbled from her mouth.
The reaction caused her smile to fall, "last night."
"What?" Rachel gaped.
Kurt again looked between the two with his eyes widened, in a small amount of fear.
"Her name is Santana." Quinn replied. "Santana Lopez, we met on the flight over to Los Angeles. She's from there, and was recently in Chicago and that's why she was on the same flight. We ended up bumping into each other again at a coffee shop and after we kind of just hit it off, dated every chance we could while I was over there."
"Well, how old is she?" Kurt wondered, taking another drink of his Showbiz.
"Twenty-four." Quinn said.
"Ooh, and older woman." The boy joked.
Quinn playfully pushed his shoulder, "oh wow, one year." She winked at him before looking over to Rachel, "you okay?"
"Y-you're not only moving out…but you're, you're getting married?" The girl frowned.
"Yeah." Quinn nodded, "does that bother you?…I thought you'd be happy for me."
"Well, you're wrong." Rachel replied quickly, before shaking her head, "Quinn, do you even know her?"
"Of course I do." She replied.
"It's just that, you're moving kind of quickly, don't you think?" Rachel shrugged.
"Four months of non-stop dating." Quinn said. "Look, you'll feel differently once you meet her."
"Meet her?" Rachel asked dumbly.
"Yeah." Quinn nodded, "I'm going to bring her by tomorrow to help me finish gathering the things that weren't with me in L.A."
"So, you're coming home tonight, then?" Rachel asked.
"No." Quinn shook her head, "I'm going to my new home tonight…we'll be coming by tomorrow morning."
"Wait." Kurt waved his hand "I thought you said she lived in L.A.?"
"She did." Quinn answered her eyes still on Rachel.
"So she's moving here for you?" The boy asked.
"No." Quinn turned to him, "luckily we didn't have to have that kind of talk…she was in the middle of a transfer in her school, she started college late and she decided to finish up at NYU."
"What's her major?" Rachel wondered, jumping back into the conversation, but her voice was still a little sneering.
"Music." Quinn said, "she has an amazing voice."
"Really?" Rachel asked.
Quinn nodded, watching the girl take another sip of her drink before she called the bartender over for something stronger.
"Look." The blonde started, "I really just wanted to meet up tonight to tell you like this, before having you meet her tomorrow." She grabbed her phone and to take a quick look at the time before looking back to her friends, "I've paid for all the drinks, so you don't have to worry about that…but I need to go."
"I'm happy for you." Kurt finally said.
Quinn turned to him, "yeah?"
"Of course." The boy smiled, "congrats Quinn, I can't wait to meet the lucky one."
The blonde mirrored his smile as she was pulled into another one of his embraces. As they finished their hug Quinn turned to Rachel who was taking a sip of her new drink of choice. "Trust me Rach," she smiled, "I know her, and you're going to love her."
"I'm sure I will." Rachel smiled back, "you're my best friend you know?"
Quinn smiled before pulling the shorter girl into her arms. "I love you, Rachel."
Once Quinn pulled away she grabbed her purse and her phone, "I'll see you two tomorrow morning."
Kurt and Rachel said goodbye as Quinn turned around and made her way out of the building.
"So…" Kurt turned to the other girl, "didn't go as you planned."
"Nope." Rachel shook her head as her eyes began to water, "I'm losing her Kurt."
"Rachel." The boy frowned, "you never really had her."
The girl nodded wiping at her eyes, "I can't just let her go like that."
Kurt's eyes widened as he looked at her, "Rachel-"
"I deserve a chance, I deserve to be with her."
"But-"
Rachel turned to him, "I'm not going down without a fight." She shook her head before downing the rest of her drink. "Quinn's mine."
Kurt watched her a moment before whispering, "so, uh…you need a new roommate?"
This is obviously only the first chapter, basically just an introduction, I would love your opinions on it, please let me know if it sounds good enough to continue...