Wow! I was so surprised on the feedback Thank-you so much!
Just going to clear somethings up- I haven't decided who Rachel is going to end up with, so it may end Faberry or it may end Pezberry- depends on what seems to fit.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee
"Hey guys, seven minutes is up you can come out now" Puck yells through the closet door catching the two girls off-gaurd, stopping their make-out session. They emerge from the closet to laughter, wolf-whistles and cheers.
"Where's Quinn?" Rachel asks the group only to be meet with murmurs of "I don't know" "I'm going to go look for her" Rachel informs the group making eye contact with a certain Latina who had a look of hurt etched on her face. Why did Santana look like she was the one who suggested we do this she knew my feelings for Quinn- no feelings they were her exact words Rachel thought as she walked through the house searching for a certain ex-cheerleader. She passes the glass door that leads to the backyard only to see the blonde in question sitting on the stairs that lead to the yard, Rachel slowly opens the door so she doesn't scare the blonde, but as Rachel sits down next to Quinn, the girl immediatly looks the other way hiding her red, puffy eyes. It wa obvious to Rachel that Quinn had been crying.
"Quinn what's wrong?" Rachel asks.
"Nothing, Rachel" Quinn responded all too quickly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, just drop it!" It then was an uncomfortable sillence either girl not knowing what to say before the silence was cut with Quinn's soft angelic voice. "What are you doing, Rachel?"
Rachel was confused and whispers "About what?"
"With Santana"
"Nothing, we were just having fun"
"Really, fun?" Quinn turns to look into Rachel's eyes "Santana's just going to hurt you"
"Why do you care Quinn? You hate me"
"Hate's a strong word" Rachel immediatly jumps and paces.
"Well I'm sorry it's not like you have done anything to make me use it, oh wait you have- the constant insults and slushies, it hurts Quinn so yes I know hate is a strong word that's why I used it"
"You know what Rachel, fine! Don't take my advice, just don't come crying to the Glee club we weren't care when Santana doesn't talk to you after tonight " Quinn also stands and walks in front of Rachel whispering the next few words with anger "..Her"
"The Glee club? They already don't care"
"And neither do I!" Quinn yells and storms inside leaving a hurt Rachel outside. After what seemed like forever Rachel finally makes the decision to start walking home. Tears fall as she is walking How can Quinn say that! I know I should be used to it but it still hurts her thoughts were interuppted as she heard a car horn and she quickly spun around only to see Santana's car driving up beside her.
"Rachel, get in I'm taking you home" Santana yells from the car
"Should you be driving?" Rachel yells back
"I didn't drink, just get in the car Rachel"
"Fine"
Rachel gets into the car and Santana speeds down the street. A silence falls between the two girls, but it was not awkward or uncomfortable, both girls just enjoying the other's company. Rachel decides to break the silence with a question "Why did you come pick me up?"
"Well it seemed kind of mean to let you walk home at 1 in the morning"
"Shouldn't you be getting home, won't your parents be wondering where you are?"
"My parents? They don't care" Santana whispers clearly uncomfortable with where the conversation was going, but thankfully they reached Rachel's house before the diva could ask any more questions.
Rachel couldn't stop Quinn's words from running through her mind "..Her" Rachel needed to prove Quinn wrong so before getting out of the car she turns towards the Latina "Come inside?"
"Inside? Wouldn't your dads have a problem with that"
"They aren't home"
"Ok then, I'll come inside" She replied turning the car off and getting out following Rachel inside and up to he room but before she was able to close the door she was grabbed by the diva and pushed up against the door. Rachel's lips were pushed against the Latina's in a desperate kiss, a kiss to prove Quinn wrong.
Santana ran her hands up Rachel's sides bringing Rachel's shirt up with them, pulling it off. She then reconnected their lips in a passionate kiss, snaking her hands into Rachel's hair while Rachel pulled Santana closer deepening the kiss, the kiss was hard, but not rough and sloppy. Rachel pulled the latina towards the bed and leant back bringing Santana with her.
Santana pulled back slightly looking deep into Rachel's eyes "Rach..." Her speech was then cut off by Rachel's lips on hers again and Rachel's hands reaching for her jeans. She then pulled away and got up from the bed. "Rachel, are you sure you want to do this?" Santana asked looking more vulnerable then ever.
"Yes! I want this"
"I don't think you do" Rachel was silent
"That's what I thought" Santana whispered as she went to leave
"Santana wait!" Rachel yelled and jumped up after her
"What Rachel!"Santana yelled turning to face the diva
"You said no feelings"
"I know I said that and I still mean it"
"Then why are you leaving"
"Because your first time should be special- with someone you love, not trying to prove someone wrong" Rachel was surprised Santana knew exactly what she was doing.
"How did you know I was trying to prove someone wrong?"
"You have a look on your face, I know that look, I used to wear that look everytime I had sex with a boy"
"Who were you trying to prove wrong"
"Myself" She then turns to leave when Rachel grasbs her hand pulling her back
"Stay the night"
"Stay the night?"
"No funny buisness, just two friends having a sleepover"
"That sounds like fun, on one condition"
"What?"
"No Funny Girl"
"Deal" Rachel whispered and decided she liked this Santana
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