Title: Could We Start Again Please
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the idea of the story. Glee is not mine (unfortunately) and neither are the songs.
There will be a bit of angst, but not too much.
Chapter 1
Quinn and Rachel laid side by side on Rachel's bed watching Funny Girl for the sixth time that month much to Quinn's displeasure but truthfully she didn't really mind because she was just happy being with her girlfriend after being constantly interrupted on numerous occasions in the last week, they hadn't have much alone time, though that would be expected as their relationship was not exactly known by anyone.
Not really paying much attention to the movie Quinn turns to lay on her side facing the brunette and rests her hand on Rachel's waist. She slowly runs her fingers under Rachel's top and slowly rubs small circles on her exposed stomach. "Quinn?" The brunette asks with a raised eyebrow not taking her eyes off the TV screen. "Mmm?" she replies. Rachel looks down at her girlfriend. "Whatcha doing?"
Quinn replies causally "watching the movie." Rachel giggles and focuses back on Barbra Streisand. Quinn inches closer to her girlfriend and starts to kiss Rachel's neck while her hand slowly moves higher. Rachel lets out a small moan, which urges Quinn on as she hits that one spot near Rachel's ear and her hand moves higher coming close to its desired destination when suddenly a loud buzzing noise interrupts them. Quinn lets out a frustrated moan and stops her actions as Rachel leans over to pick up her phone. "Rach, babe just leave it alone." Quinn pleaded.
"I can't, what if it's important!" Rachel replies as she opens her phone.
"It's probably just Finn trying to get into your pants again." Quinn mumbles to herself as she sits upright on the bed. Ever since regionals when Finn declared his undying love for the pint sized diva he has constantly been trying to get Rachel to go out with him but Rachel being Rachel and not wanting to hurt the boy continues to be nice and go out with him but only as friends, much to Quinn's displeasure. She trusts Rachel, honestly she does. She just doesn't trust Finn.
"So, who was it?" Quinn asks.
Rachel closes her phone and places it back on her side table and turns to the blonde. "It was nothing; let's go back to what we were doing before." She says with a smirk. "It was Finn wasn't it?" Quinn inquires, when Rachel doesn't reply and looks away Quinn sighs and in frustration she gets up off of the bed and begins to pace. "Why don't you just tell him you're not interested? "
"I have"
"Well clearly he didn't get the memo!"
"Why are you getting angry at me? He's my friend Quinn, it's not like I can just cut him out of my life not to mention that he is the male lead in Glee if I hurt him then it would drastically impact on our performance, which would severely impact on our chances of winning!" Rachel argued back.
"You don't have to hurt him, just tell him you're not interested in him and that he needs to. Back. Off!" Quinn practically yells the last part.
"You know it would be a lot easier to do that if I could tell him that I'm already in a relationship!" Rachel mumbles to herself, but Quinn heard her anyway.
"Rach, we've been through this…I can't…I just moved back in with my mom…I mean they kicked me out for getting pregnant! What do you think she'll do when she finds out that I'm…that I'm…"
"Gay?" Rachel fills in. "You know what just forget it ok. You can't even say it to me or to yourself so why should I even contemplate the thought of telling our friends that we're together because perfect Quinn Fabray couldn't possibly be in love with a girl!"
"That's not fair Rach! It's different for you ok! Your parents won't crucify you if they found out that you're gay." Quinn takes a deep breath and sighs "Look…can we not fight about this tonight? I just really want to spend some time with my girl." Quinn walks up to Rachel and places her hands on the short girl's waist, Rachel refusing to look into the blonde's eyes. "Please Rach"
Rachel sighs and places her arms around Quinn's neck and places a chaste kiss on the blonde's lips "Ok."
Brittany was not known for having what some might call 'brain smarts' or 'book smarts' or any kind of smarts for that matter but she was known for her ability to read people and her somewhat quirky remarks about the most random of things. But what most people didn't know about the tall blonde was that she had a very talented tongue. The only one who knew this was of course Santana, which she was currently being reminded of that fact while the two girls had the house to themselves as Santana's parents were away for the weekend on business. As Brittany makes her way back up to meet her girlfriend's lips for a deep kiss she softly whispers "I love you" with a satisfied smirk Santana replies back "Love you too babe" Brittany rolls on to her side lying next to the Latina with their arms and legs wrapped around each other. "Your parents should go away more often." Santana just laughs as her reply. "Yeah I can just see it now. 'Hey mom, dad could you go away this weekend again so I can have hot wild lesbian sex with my very hot and sexy girlfriend' somehow I don't think that will go down well with them." As Santana runs her fingers through the blonde's hair. "Well…you could always just tell them that we're together." The blonde nervously says. Santana freezes her movements and sighs deeply. "B, we've been through this. They wouldn't understand ok. No one here in this stupid cow town would understand. Once we graduate and leave Lima for good then we can be open and do what other couples do but….we can't do that here."
"I don't think it would be that bad….Can't we just tell everyone in Glee? I mean Kurt's gay and no one cares." Brittany tries to reason with Santana. "It's not the same Britt. You'd have to be deaf, dumb and blind not to know that Hummel is a queer as a Christmas tree but we're Cheerios, you saw what happened to Q when she got pregnant…if everybody knew about us it would be social suicide and we would never be able to come back from that." Brittany just sighs and rolls onto her back and just stares at the ceiling. "I just don't want to hide anymore."
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