Hey peeps. So this is my first attempt at writing ff. This is gonna be a pretty angsty fic. The first chapter is a little slow but hopefully it will improve. Anyways, please read and review, let me know if I should continue. Thanks :) Sc.
Quinn was excited, super ridiculous excited. She was mere minutes away from Santana's new apartment. She hadn't seen her friend for two entire months and that was far too long. She missed them joking around, snuggling on the sofa and judging the people on reality tv. And yes, she missed the kissing and all that came with it. They still hadn't labeled what they were doing, but to Quinn, it felt like dating and she was pretty sure the latina felt the same.
Today that changed. Quinn was going to man the fuck up and ask her girl...well, to be her girl. Ever since the non wedding last year the two former cheerleaders had bee spending free weeknds together, going on mini breaks and jut enjoying each others company...and the aweome sexy times too. With a bounce in her step she practically jumped up the three steps at the entrance of the building and pressed the intercom before quickly running a hand through her choppy locks. A click sounded and two excited squeals crackled through the speaker.
"Quinny! Come in, Santana is pacing a hole in the floor waiting for you!" Came Rachel's enthusiastic voice followed by some sort of bang, a yelp from the brunette and a cackle from what sounded like Kurt. The door then buzzed and the blonde pushed through shaking her head slightly with an amused grin on her face.
She made light work of the seven flights of stairs, still wary about elevators since she became trapped in one when she was six. A fear Santana still teases her about to this day. With one final push she hit the top step and rounded the corner, to be confronted by who she considered to be the most stunningly beautiful girl in the world. Before the raven haired girl's name had even a chance of falling from her lips she was immediately engulfed in a bone crushing embrace, which she gladly returned. "I've missed you so much Q." Mumbled the latina, her arms tightening around a slim waist.
"I missed you too S...so much" She mumbled back, her voice muffled by raven locks as she pressed a lingering kiss to the girl's neck. Mirroring Santana's actions she squeezed her hopefully soon to be girlfriend a little tighter.
Both girls were content to just stay there and soak up each other and try to forget the distance that had kept them apart, but cat calls from Rachel and Kurt had Santana grumbling and separating from their hug with a scowl. "Quiet lady gay and Treasure trail, just cos your lives are so dull you don't have to be all up in mine and my girls here". Quinn's heart skipped a little when Santana called her 'her girl' whilst sliding her hand down the blondes arm and taking her hand. "Well Q, you best go hug the freaks or they might explode". Taunted the tan girl as she pulld her into the doorway of the apartment and released her hand reluctantly.
Instantly Quinn was yet again the recipient of a bone crushing hug, this time from her two former glee club friends. "Quinny it's so good to have you back in New York. I feel like it's been forever". Squealed Rachel, her sentiments echoed by Kurt who bounced a bounced a little on the spot jostling the two shorter women as he did.
"it's good to be back guys. I've missed you all, I've missed New York." She pulled back a little and looked her friends up and down, taking in how much they had changed in the past couple of months. Rachel had grown her hair a little longer and Kurt looked more chiseled and toned. "You guys look great!" She complimented. Causing the two NYADA students to smile bashfully.
"Thank you Quinn. You look as stunning as always." Replied Kurt.
"That she does." Echoed Santana from beside the small gathering. Three pairs of eyes turning to her. Quinn blushed a little and dropped her gaze from intense pools of brown that she had connected with. "And now you've gotten your Quinn fix, it's time you guys left. We will meet up with you at seven, as agreed." She added sternly sending a look to her friends who instantly seemed to remember something as both of them began beaming at the latina who seemed to grow flustered with their staring. "Go. Bounce. Shoo! You two are stinking up my new place with the smell of super gay and musical". She began to usher the duo out of the door.
Kurt scoffed as he turned from her gentle pushing. "Santana, you're gay. That makes no sense.". The latina merely shrugged and managed to successfully remove the pair from her apartment. Before she could close the door, Rachel pulled her into a hug and whispered something in her ear, the tan girl nodded stiffly and returned the embrace. Kurt cleared his throat as he noticed Quinn staring with a curious look upon her face. "We best go Rach, we need to plan our outfits for tonight!" He said causing Rachel to let out a little squeak of excitement and step back from Santana.
"We'll see you tonight Santana." She smiled, then looking over her one time housemates shoulder, she smiled brightly at Quinn. "I'm really glad you're here Quinn, this is going to be a super Christmas". And before the blonde had chance to answer, the small brunette turned around, arm linked with Kurt's and was walking down the hallway with a slight bounce in her step.
Santana sighed as she closed the door with a gentle click. Her head resting on the dark oak panel for a moment before she inhaled and squared her shoulders. Standing upright, she turned to face the one person in the world who still had the ability to make her nervous. For a moment her eyes trailed down the blondes slim, yet powerful body. Her hair was down in a choppy cut just above her shoulders, she wore an old cheerios hoody that Santana recognized as hers from the small embroidered 'SL' on the left breast, she also wore dark skinny jeans and grey chuck Taylor's on her feet. The latinas breath caught as her eyes met with perfect hazel. "Fuck Q, you look stunning...you're beautiful". Her voice was just above a whisper as she walked toward the blonde. "Just, always so beautiful." She stopped inches in front of the blonde, her tan hand reaching up ghosting over soft pink lips. Quinn's eyes fell closed and the latina leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the lips she had missed desperately for two months. Quinn moaned and opened her mouth granting the shorter girl access. Pale hands wrapped into dark trusses as the kiss grew more passionate. Both girls gettng lost in each other. "Bedoom?". Questioned the latina as she momentarily pulled back looking into the eyes of the girl she had fallen in love with. The girl who she wanted to make hers and ony hers. The blonde nodded and smiled shyly.
"I've been waiting for you to say that since I got here!". Husked the Yale student. Her hands seeking the latinas before dragging her to one of the several closed doors in the apartent. Suddenly she stopped and giggled. "I..uh..the bedroom". Her pale cheeks blushed as she realised she didn't know the layout to Santana's new apartment.
Santana chuckled and pressed a kiss to the taller girls neck. "second door on your left baby". She then leaned in and began ghosting kisses across the blondes neck as the stumbled towards the room. Just as Quinn's hand touched the handle, Santana's phone began to blast out it's MIA ringtone. She tried to ignore it but as it stopped and started again Quinn pulled away.
"Answer it S. It could be important." she pressed a firm kiss to ruby lips and winked at the pouting girl. "I'll go make myself...comfortable". She drawled, before winking and disappearing into the room. The hazel eyed girl laughed when she heare Santana mumble something about her killing her wiWa her sexy ways as she stomped off down the hall. Her laughing soon turned into a surprised gasp as she took in the unfamiliar room. Late afternoon sun shon through open blinds and highlighted the room in a golden glow. Three walls were pale cream, simple and elegant. One was a deep purple with the random cream coloured outlines of large flowers. A king size bed sat in the middle of the well sized room, a bedside table either side. On the right which was Quinn's preferred side sat a small pile of books and a reading lamp. On the opposite side was a photo o hersef being embraced from he ide by the latina. The photo was frm a BBQ Santana managed to attend in the summer at one of Yale's cook outs earier in the year. On one wall hung a LCD tv and underneath two sets of drawers sat side by side. Qunn could see which one was Santana's as the girl was messy when it came to leaving makeup scattered around and odd bits of jewelry. She smiled as she walked up to the one on the left, a small vase of lavender sat quietly at the side. New, expensive makeup sat neatly arranged by colour and shade, hazel eyes misted a little as she ran her fingers across the natural surface, stopping when she noticed a small oblong box, tied neatly with a light blue bow. Picking it up she slowly walked backwards until her legs hit the bed and she unceremoniously dropped down. Her heart beat was fast but steady. She cradled the box in her hands as if it were fragile.
"I kinda forgot about all this for a moment.". Came Santana's quiet but nervous voice. Quinn jumped a little and stood to see the dark haired girl stood in the doorway, her phone hanging limply by it's side. Her deep brown eyes flicked to the box in the blones hands then back to hazel eyes. "I wanted this to be this big surprise. I show you this room." The latina paused an gestured around them. "Our room...the one I want us to share. Then I tell you about how much you mean to me, how important you've become...how I've always loved you one way or another." She stepped towards the stunned blonde and gently took the box from slightly shaking hands. "Then I tell you how I want you to be my girlfriend, how I can't go even one minute without thinking about you. That you make my life make sense. Make it beautiful. Make me a better person, a whole person.". Slowly she unwrapped the bow and opened the box, taking out a delicate silver bracelet, two charms attached to it. "The heart represents my love for you, the music note, how you fill my life with joy and music." She paused for a moment and let out a long breath. Looking into misty hazel eyes with her own teary ones. "Bascally Q, I wanted to ask if we could maybe make this official...if y, you want. A..and maybe you would do me the honor of being my girlfriend.". Her heart hammered wildly in her chest as Quinn stood stock still. Maybe this was too much. Maybe Quinn didn't want commitment. Maybe she was happy with how they were. The latina began to panic. "I...I get..I'll understand if you don't want to be my girlfriend. I know I can be moody and I have an annoying temper. I know I'm nothing special, nowhere near as special as you..I-". The Latina was cut off as pink lips crashd against her own. Relief washed over her as Quinn's hands wound into her hair.
Quinn pulled away from the kiss and looked lovingly into Santana's eyes. "Oh San. You're so special. So perfect and now you're so mine...damn baby, I love you. I love you so much and I'm so happy right now." Both girls giggled as they exchanged little kisses and wiped each others happy tears. "I had a similar plan to ask you S...you make me feel whole too baby.".
The happy moment was interrupted by Santana's phone ringing out again. Grumbling, she swiped the screen and lifted it to her ear, looking at Quinn apologetically the blonde pouting a little.
"Jesus Berry calm your tits. I said I'd be there soon.". A pause. "Yea well, you're busting into my time with my girlfriend.". Quinn blushed at the new term and leaned in to kiss Santana's smiling lips, smiling herslf when she heard Rachel and Kurt yell 'finally!'. Santana laughed and told the girl she would be fiften minutes before hanging up. With a sad smile she wrapped her arms around Quinn. "The dwarf and the fairy have locked themselves out...stay here and get naked whilst I run over with the spare key?." She winked and Quinn nodded. "Fuck, I can't wait to make love to you baby.". Husked the raven haired girl.
Quinn felt her stomach knot as Santana pulled her into a heated kiss before pulling away and clasping the bracelet around her delicate pale wrist. "I love you S.". in awe as the girl kissed her knuckles a la princess style.
"I love you too Lucy Q.". Said the latina dreamily. Before turning and heading out the door, reappearing for a moment to blow her a kiss.
Quinn was the happiest she had ever been as she watched her girlfrienend smile as she left the apartment. Little did she know, life was about to change...for the worse.
So...what do ya think? Please let me know. Thanks Sc.