Fall Into Me.
Faberry.
A/N: Okay guys this is my first Faberry fic and I am not sure how well it is going to turn out. Feel free to tell me I am not getting something right, or to tell me that you like what you are reading. I hope you like it.
Chapter One: Temporary Insanity.
There are those moments when something so profound hits you like a bullet to the chest. those moments when something you should have recognized long before then as suddenly been thrown into your sight. Almost as if you are seeing things from the eyes of someone else. It makes you question if you were the only one that was blind to this, did others around you already know what you were just realizing?
Quinn was seated in the Choir room listening to Rachel Berry sing yet another song, she hated sometimes that she was so good. That she was the best one in that room and she was going to be the one to make it. Her determination though, however annoying it may be at times, was admirable. Something Quinn knew she was jealous of. Maybe she always would be.
What just happened?
Did you kiss me?
Cause that's a place we've never been until now
And I don't know how it's gonna be after this
Do we pretend these feelings don't exist at all
Or do we fall?
My confusion shows whenever you get so close
I stumble, I stutter, forget what to say
I'm nervous, I wonder why I'm acting this way
As the words crossed her lips brown eyes were trained on Finn, as usual. It made her want to gag at how in love they were. It wasn't that she found herself craving for Finn again. How could she want that bumbling mess of a boy back. She was glad that Rachel was the one dealing with his fumbling hands, slobber filled kisses, and that irritatingly constant confused look that was on his face more often than not. Some might call her shallow and petty, but that was not the case. She just knew that she wanted something more than Finn could ever offer her.
More than he could ever even be for Rachel.
Her gaze turned to the blond boy that she now found herself dating, she knew that she would never have the same look for him that Rachel had when she would sing to Finn. She wanted to have that look of pure admiration. A look that showed undiluted need and serenity. She needed more. She could not tell you when she became aware that what she had was not what she needed. Sure she wanted things to work with Sam, she had wanted them to work with Finn, but both of the boys were nothing more than passing. They would be apart of her past but she knew when she thought back on them the lines of their faces would not come to mind in detail. She would have to try to remember the memories that they had made, but they would be nothing that excited her to talk about. No, they were fleeting sections in the life of Quinn. The walk ins that would have no impact on her future as a whole.
There was a time when she could have sworn that Fin would be that pinnacle of her life, that they would grow into a perfect couple, then family, then whatever next. She hated herself now for trying to brainwash herself thinking that she could make things work with him. Wrong was not the word for what she was in thinking that.
Sam was nothing more than something that happened and kept happening. like a small flame running up a piece of paper. It was exciting and new, but still consuming and soon there would be nothing left. Sam would be left in the ashes.
It's temporary insanity
What's going on with you and me?
Is it real or is it fantasy?
Forever or just temporary?
Woah, oh, oh (insanity)
Woah, oh, oh
You made a moved and changed your mind
Too much to lose, you've crossed the line between friends
And something more
Her eyes left Sam then, knowing there was a look of guilt on her face, she knew what Sam wanted her to be was not something she could give the boy. She was not his princess. She was almost certain now that she would never be anyone's princess.
Hazel eyes locked on brown. She was surprised to find Rachel looking at her now. The smallest of smiles was aimed in her direction and she fought the urge to flip the girl off for being so smug. Was she really trying to rub it in that her and Finn had found that happiness, the one that she would spend the rest of her life looking for. She felt anxious as the small Brunette went into the next part of the song. She would give her that, she knew how to bring more emotion to a song than anyone else that she had ever heard. It was as if she was reaching out and touching you with every breath and every word that penetrated those lips. Bringing chills to every inch of you, down to the parts that would never be seen.
Was it all a big mistake?
And if it was, it's much too late to undo
And I don't really want to
Let you go but I still don't know
How I feel about you
What this really means
It's crazy to want you
Is it meant to be?
It's temporary insanity
What's going on with you and me?
Is it real or is it fantasy?
Forever or just temporary?
It's temporary insanity
What's going on with you and me?
Is it real or is it fantasy?
Forever or just temporary?
Woah, oh, oh (insanity)
Woah, oh, oh
Oh, what you do to me?
What comes over me, oh?
If this is crazy there's nothing I'd rather be
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da
[Chorus]
It's temporary insanity
What's going on with you and me?
Is it real or is it fantasy?
Forever or just temporary?
It's temporary insanity
What's going on with you and me?
Is it real or is it fantasy?
Forever or just temporary?
Losing my mind
Losing my mind
Losing my mind
Her eyes were back on Finn then and Quinn looked away, disgusted. She clapped once or twice along with the rest of the group, just so she would not be seen as bitter. Though, she was sure that most of them already saw her as so. Really she was not jealous that Finn was in love with Rachel. Why should she be when she had a great guy like Sam?
The rest of the meeting went by in a blur, she was just not in the mood to be there today, or to deal with any of them. Sam laced his hand through hers as they walked out of the choir room with a huge smile. He was so proud to be with her, she liked that about him. He was an honourable guy, but still, not the one for her. She'd wanted to call it off from the start, but she didn't have the heart to hurt him like that. No matter what the rest of the school thought, she did have a heart.
"You okay, babe?" His voice cut into her thoughts and she had to hold back from glaring at him. Instead she plastered that same fake smile that she gave to almost everyone these days and assured him that she was fine.
"Just not feeling that well today. I think I am just going to go home and lay down for a bit." She was lying of course, but she knew that she just couldn't handle smiling that fake smile or laughing at jokes she found no where near the definition of humorous.
"Oh, okay. Just make sure that you feel better by tomorrow for our date."
She cursed herself mentally, she needed to stop forgetting about their plans. Apparently the look on her face showed that she had forgotten that they had made plans to go to Breadstix and then to her house to watch some Sean Connery film, because he was pulling his hand out of hers. She really don't mind that. Frowning that little boy pout that he seemed to have down to an art, he started to speak again.
"I can't believe you forgot again. This is like the third time."
She knew that she could easily say something that would make him leave in a huff, but for some reason she found herself saying words that would make him calm down a little.
"Sam, calm down. Its not like I made other plans. I have just been busy and it slipped my mind, along with everything else this week." She laughed a little to make him smile before continuing. "I cannot wait for tomorrow."
That seemed to appease him and she was glad, she was really not in the mood for grovelling at that exact moment. Not when it was something that she really couldn't care less about. She was sure she would be going to hell for hurting this boy at some point.
"Well I have practice soon. I will see you tomorrow morning. " He smiled and she nodded before he turned and jogged in the direction of the boys locker room
She had half of her locker combination spun in when her attention was brought to the voice of Rachel across the hall talking with Finn. From the sounds of it actually, they were arguing. Her brow furrowed and she trained an ear on the two. She knew that it was not right to listen in, but they were the ones arguing in the middle of the school hallway. Plus she really didn't care, she was more interested in why it was they were fighting. Finn probably did something stupid, as usual. The boy was a perpetual mess when it came to saying or doing the wrong thing when it came to relationships. Though, he meant well most of the time. She wouldn't take that away from him.
"You almost always sing a song for a reason and you and I, we don't fit that song. Logical conclusion for me would be that you are cheating on me" His voice was hushed but she could still hear the disbelief lacing his tone. Wait, if she had not sung it for him than who?
"Finn, you are my boyfriend. You are the one I am with." She said in her matter-of-fact tone. "I am not cheating on you, and I can't believe that you would even think such a thing and question my morals like that."
"Being the one your with does not mean that I am the one you lo-" he trailed off then.
Quinn dared a peak over her shoulder and she could see his features fall as if he had been struck. She wished that she would see the brunette's face to know the look she was giving him. The boy looked devistated.
"Finn really. You need to stop over thinking this. I sang the song because I like it, no other reason than that." she paused as she reached out and put her small hand on his chest.
"Who is to say that it would have been for anyone at all. Sometimes songs are sung not for their meaning, but because they fit the person's voice, or they simply like the song. I mean We all pick songs that we know are well suited to bring out the best in our-" Trademark Berry ramble was starting and Finn interjected before she could carry it out.
"Know what, I don't even care anymore. I know what I saw..." He said through clenched teeth before stalking off.
Quinn and Rachel both watched his retreating form, both equally confused. Did Rachel like someone else? Quinn's interest was peaked then and she now watched the back of the brunette with a curious eye brow raised and a slight smirk. She couldn't determine why it was that she was happy the couple was fighting, but it put a smile on her face none the less. Yup, she was going to hell.
The smile was quick to retreat from her painted lips though, when Rachel turned and a look of sadness slowly crept onto her face. A face that Quinn decided looked a lot better with that huge smile on it. What possessed her to walk the few steps to where the sad girl stood she would never know, but there she was placing a comforting hand on her shoulder and ducking to meet her eyes.
"Hey, its okay. He will get over it soon." She offered a smile but it was only greeted with a deeper frown. It was like all the life that was Rachel Berry had left and there was just this frowning defeated looking girl left in her wake. It was like the trees in the Fall, lifeless for another season, waiting patiently for the cold to leave and life to encompass them once more. Quinn didn't like this, not like she might have a year or so ago.
"No, I am not sure I want him to be okay because I feel awful. He was right Quinn. I did sing the song for a reason."
She felt a flutter in her chest that she cared not try to figure out and she just drew Rachel into a hug.
"Well like you said, sometimes there does not have to be a meaning behind a song. And a song does not always have to be sung for someone."
Shocked at the blonde's actions she was reluctant to accept the embrace for a moment but gave in within seconds and wrapped her arms around her. Feeling their bodies flush against one another and Quinn's breath on her ear. She let go a few very short moments later and turned to leave quicker than Quinn could anyone else in the hallway the exchange most likely looked like something out of the twilight zone. But then again Quinn didn't care. She watched Rachel go and the same look the brunette had on her face when Finn left found its way onto Quinn's delicate features. Why was she so wrapped up in how Berry felt?
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