A/N: I've always loved Faberry fics where there's an actual storyline, rather than just chapters of sex. So, although there will be plenty of sexy scenes, don't expect it in every chapter.

A/N2: Also, I'll try to upload every week, but I have uni work to do sometimes so don't hate me if I'm late.

A/N3: Anyway, hope you enjoy, don't hesitate to comment :)

Chapter 1 – Quinn's POV

I don't know what's happening to me. I think I'm attracted to Rachel Berry.

I know, gross right?

That's the only explanation I can think of. I'm sat here in the back of Glee Club and I can't take my eyes off her performance.

"This is a drag, remind me why we come here?" Santana whispers into my ear, making me jump slightly.

"What? Oh yeah so boring." I lie, attempting to hide my sweaty palms by crossing my arms across my chest. "And we come because Coach makes us."

"Ugh, right. Hey, are you okay?" she replies, gesturing to my arms.

"Oh, yeah, stomach ache." I babble. "We should probably shut up coz Berry's giving us some serious side-eye right now."

I glance to my right at Santana, who nods so I turn my attention back to the short brunette at the front who was watching me with a look that could kill. Unsurprisingly my arousal dropped at the sight of her glaring at me but soon returned as she launched into a dance break that involved a lot of hip movements. I couldn't take my eyes off that short plaid skirt. Thankfully Santana had turned her attention to Brittany and so didn't notice my elevated breath and slightly reddened cheeks.

"Hey Rachel." I say flirtatiously, leaning onto the locker next to hers after Mr Schue had given us our latest assignments.

"Er, hey Quinn. Since when do you call me by my first name?" she inquires, glancing at me suspiciously.

"Since I decided to." I answer vaguely. "Wanna grab lunch in town tomorrow?"

"Isn't that against school rules?"

I smile craftly. "So?"

"Wait why are you even inviting me?" She answers, the thought suddenly dawning on her. "You hate me, and so do Santana and Brittany."

"Who said anything about Santana and Brittany?" I wink, gradually getting closer to her. "Don't you want some… private time?"

By the time I got to the end of my sentence, I was close enough to whisper the last two words in her ear. I pull my head back to look into her brown eyes but staying so our noses are barely inches apart.

I hear her gulp and so I smirk, raising one eyebrow slightly.

"Great, meet me by my car at 12." I say before she has a chance to respond. I lean back towards her, as if to kiss her but pull away at the last second just to see her reaction. As I step back, I notice her pupils are dilated and smile subtly before winking again and turning around to walk away, swaying my hips.