A/N: This is just a little one-shot that I quite literally wrote in about half an hour if that so I apologise for the poor quality but it just sort of came to mind and this is the result.

Disclaimer: Do not own Glee nor the characters

The truth is... I love you

I glance in your direction. Once, twice, three times and every time I do you are looking right back at me, expectantly.

I don't know what you want me to do or say, I don't know why you're looking at me like that. Like I have all the answers in the world, that what I'm about to say is the most important thing in the world.

No matter how hard I try though I can't look away. I'm trapped; absorbed by your warm chocolate brown eyes, the only eyes to have ever looked at me like that; like I'm important, as if I'm someone worth caring about.

I'm held prisoner by you, I have been your prisoner since the first time I looked into your eyes. Everything fades away when I look at you, I have no worries because I feel that no matter what happens you will be with me every step of the way.

I'm shrouded in your warmth, like a warm blanket on a cold winters night, as you hold me in your arms. Your embrace sending shivers through my body causing you to hold on tighter to me. I snuggle closer to you not wanting this moment to end.

I can't even remember why we are here in the first place; how I let my guard down enough to stop pretending I hate you, all I can think about is you. You invade every corner of my mind and I forget everything. Nothing matters except you and me.

I feel you shift slightly and I am jolted out my calm thoughts. Again you look at me expectantly and it is only then that I remember you had asked me a question.

I try to remember the question you asked me, the question to which you still expect an answer for. That's right you asked me:

"If you don't hate me than why are you so horrible to me, please Quinn tell me the truth?"

I'm too scared to tell the truth but I know that if I don't I'll never have a chance like this again and you will most likely go running back into his arms.

After that I know you'll finally give in to his pressure and you'll give your virginity to him, and if you do that I know your first time wont be as special as you deserve. It wont be with someone you truly love, and I know no matter what you say you don't truly love him.

But I know I have to try if I have any hope of being with you or even stopping you from going back to him, I have to open up and be truthful for once in my life.

I have to stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life. I have to stop you from giving up on your dreams of Broadway.

I have to stop you from becoming Mrs. Rachel Hudson.

"The truth is... I love you!"

A/N 2: As I said before sorry for poor quality but I didn't spend that much time on this.