A/N: Hi guys. Thank you for all the positive reviews! I never expected that :) So I hope you like this chapter as well, the end is a little cliché but I promise that the next chapter will be better. Love ya all xoxo.
13:09 p.m.- Apartment
"Hello? Earth to Quinn!" I shake my head when I realize that I was daydreaming, again.
"Puck, Sam, Brittany and I are going to the pool, are you coming with us?" Santana asks me.
"Yeah, sure" I answer "I'll get my swimwear."
13:37 p.m. - In the swimming pool
"We'll go to the water-slide first. Who arrives last is a rotten egg!" Everybody runs to the water-slide, but of course, I am the one who slips and falls.
"Oh Quinn.." Santana says, shaking her head while I get up.
"Are you okay?" Sam asks. I feel that I'm blushing. God this is so embarrassing. I just nod and walk further. There's no way I'm ever going to run inside a swimming pool again.
When I finally get at the slide Brittany says: "You're the rotten egg, Quinn."
"But that's not fair! I slipped!" The others laugh so I just pretend that I think it's funny as well but from the inside I'm dying. Why do these things always happen to me?
"Before we go upstairs, with the stairs, Santana just can't resist saying: "Somebody better walk behind Quinn, In case she slips again, someone needs to catch her." I stick my tongue out at her because I know it's a joke, but I really didn't like what she said.
Upstairs, I look down and suddenly I remind myself that I'm afraid of heights. Holy crap it's really high. "This isn't happening right now" I think, feeling a little dizzy.
"Who's going first?" Puck asks, while he's obviously looking at Santana's breasts. I totally understand why Rachel and he are fighting so much. Puck is like a male slut. I can't think of having a boyfriend like that. Correction: I can't think of having a husband like that. If I were Rachel, I would have divorced him ages ago.
"I'll go" Brittany says before she sits down and slides downwards. "WOOHOOOO!" We hear her yelling. I guess I'm sick.
"My turn" Puck says. But instead of a loud "WOOOHOOO" or something, we hear him screaming like a girl. If I wasn't so afraid right now, I would have laughed about it, like Santana and Sam, but I am afraid so I with lots of effort I put a fake smile on my face.
Without asking 'who's next' Santana follows him and we see her landing in the water where she laughs at Puck, for screaming like a girl, very loud so everyone gets to hear it.
"Quinn, you want to go first?" Sam asks me.
"Erm.. yeah okay..." I say acting like I'm not afraid at all. But apparently I wasn't that good of a liar because Sam raises an eyebrow while looking at me.
"Is everything okay?" He asks. I can't tell him that I'm afraid of heights because I don't want him to think that I'm some kind of loser or something so I just tell him that my butt still hurts from the falling.
I told him that my butt still hurts.
I told him that my butt still hurts.
I see that Sam's trying to hold his laugh and I feel that my face turns red.
"And now the real reason?"
I sigh and tell him that it is the real reason and before I know it I'm sliding downwards with my eyes closed and then I feel myself landing in the water. Santana, Brittany and Puck are too busy flirting with each other to notice that I kept my eyes closed but unfortunately Sam - who lands in the water 10 seconds later- did certainly notice it and he chuckled a little when he saw that I was blushing.
"Next time, just tell me when you're afraid okay?" He said.
I wish I could just snap with my fingers and disappear.
18:11 p.m. - Back at the apartment.
I'm alone in me and Santana's room, sitting at the edge of my bed.
Today was the worst day of my entire life. At first I slipped and fell, and second Sam found out about my fear of heights. Maybe I shouldn't have gone swimming with them. I could feel Puck looking at my ass all the time and it made me feel really uncomfortable. But all those things were nothing compared with the nearly-drowning thing. When I was daydreaming, again, Santana pushed me into the pool and I nearly drowned. When I appeared above the water I saw that the others were laughing at me. Urgh, I don't even want to think of it. I couldn't be more happy when we decided to go home. I just hoped that the others would forget about everything that happened this afternoon but the opposite happened. Santana has told everything, literally (except for the slide thing because she doesn't know about that) to Kurt, Finn, Mercedes and Rachel. I just sneaked away and went to my room before the others could laugh at me as well. So that's how I end up here, texting my mom or acting like I'm texting my mom.
"Hey.. Erm the others are playing some kind of game, downstairs. Do you want to come too?"
I almost fall from my bed. "Damn, Sam, You scared me. No thanks I'm fine"
He chuckles that adorable chuckle of him and then he sits down next to me.
"What are you doing?" He asks.
"Nothing, just texting my mom."
"texting your mom, huh? That totally explains why your phone's screen is black" He says sarcastically.
"Well.. erm... I just finished.." I lie. Sam raises an eyebrow at me. Why is he so good at this? No, wait. Why am I so bad at this?
"So.." He said, changing the subject. "Did you like it at the pool this afternoon?"
Now I'm the one raising an eyebrow at him.
"I mean, except for the falling... and the drowning... and the sliding parts." He adds, biting his lips to not laugh.
I give him an angry look before I look away. "It's not funny."
His smile disappears. "Okay, okay.. I'm sorry..."
I look back at him. His blond hair is completely mixed up from the wind outside and his shirt fits, once again, perfectly around his muscled body. His green eyes are looking right in mine and before I realize what he is doing, he leans in and kisses me.
