You were supposed to love me

"I have an announcement" chirped Rachel Berry in front of her fellow glee clubbers; "Kurt and I successfully got into NYADA!" she beamed at her best friend who was looking fashion fabulous as always. He did the regal wave he was so accustomed to while smiling back at Rachel. Kurt had thought he didn't have a hope in hell in getting in to NYADA but he must have done something right because he was going to New York, with Rachel, to do what he loved. Everyone was instantly on their feet hugging, clapping and cheering the fact that their friends had gotten everything they wanted. But one person got lost in the crowd of congratulations; Quinn.

It had been months since their one night of passion and a lot had changed but Quinn's feelings for Rachel had remained constant. She may not be a punk anymore or mourning the loss of her child to another woman but she was in love and that sentence had torn her world apart.
Later Quinn saw Rachel at her locker. 'Turn around' thought the once head cheerleader 'Look at me…please' but the chance had gone as Finn came swooping in from the opposite direction and captured Rachel's attention. Quinn turned to go, knowing that staring at her one time lover's back would do nothing. It was then that Rachel looked behind her and saw Quinn walking away from her 'I wanted you to talk to me' was the only thought running through her mind.

Months went by and the end of the academic year grew ever closer, still neither Quinn nor Rachel had said a thing to each other. If anything, they had ignored each other completely but their unspoken feelings were tearing them apart. Rachel had to seek help, she didn't know what to do with this ball of emotion; she'd tried singing it out but for the first time ever, that hadn't worked. She had to tell someone, Kurt.

"Kurt, you know before you and Blaine were going out…" hesitantly asked Berry.

"Mmm-hmm" mused Kurt absorbed in deciding which of his extensive moisturiser collection was going to make it to the big Apple.

"Did you ever… really want to talk to him but not know how? Like, tell him that you liked him and stuff?" Rachel fiddled with the lid of a particularly large bottle; Kurt gently took it from her hands and looked her in the eyes. He knew instantly what was going on, she had never been good with feelings.

"Rachel, the best thing to do it to talk to them or get them to talk to you. Find a nice quiet place where you can be alone together and talk it out."

"I think we should have a party." Rachel said decisively changing the topic, she had a plan. "For the glee club, at mine, for going away. It may be the last time we're properly together again."

There was nothing Kurt enjoyed more than a good party and he knew this one would be better because he'd be there with Blaine and wouldn't have to worry about Rachel trying to take him off to musically mate like they did last time when she wore that hideous grandma green dress. Preparations were soon underway and all of New Directions were invited, they were told to bring iPods so the music would be decent and an item of food to help with the buffet.

Quinn held her invitation in her hand, weighing up the possibilities of whether she was going or not, she couldn't risk talking to Rachel – she would have a break down but at the same time she was desperate to see her before she went away.

The day of the party arrived and Rachel had already spent 3 hours trying to choose her costume. The theme was 'Musicals', very fitting for the career her and Kurt were going to embark upon, but she just couldn't decide. Should she risk going as Elphaba? Of course not, Kurt would definitely come as her. Maybe Kate Monster or Audrey? No , neither of those would work either. Then the idea hit her, she would go as Sandy from Grease, but it would have to be Bad Sandy if she wanted to get Quinn's attention; after all, Quinn was the one who had given her the outfit in the first place!

Quinn didn't want to make that much of an attempt because she wanted to fly under the radar, if she wore anything spectacular or even halfway decent then Rachel was sure to come and complement her or something, so she took some of her punk clothes and said she was Scaramouche from We Will Rock You. Everyone else seemed to have made such an effort: Finn was Brad from Rocky Horror, Kurt was Elphaba, Blaine was Tony, Mercedes was Effie, Tina was Christine from Phantom, Mike was her Phantom, Brittney and Santana had come as Maureen and Joanne from Rent, Sam was one of the brothers from seven Brides and Artie was the Nicely Nicely Johnson from Guys and Dolls sitting in a boat – he said it was an ironic statement.

Kurt had come round beforehand to help Rachel get ready and was also on hand for opening the door, Berry had to make an entrance. She chickened out at the last minute, what if Quinn thought she looked stupid? What if she wasn't even there? Instead, Rachel went down quietly with a tray of snacks and one by one mingled with the guests. Quinn clocked Rachel as soon as she walked in to the room, she looked beyond tempting, and it took all Quinn had not to pounce on Rachel right there and then. Her heartbeat had increased no end, surely if the host of the party came any closer she was bound to hear it!

Rachel could feel Quinn's eyes on her, it was the best feeling in the world; it was time to put the plan in to action.

"Excuse me," politely said the host to Finn, "I need to go upstairs for a moment." Everyone was now just about drunk enough to not mind where their star went so Rachel exited without much trouble. Quinn waited a few seconds then followed her upstairs to a very familiar room.