Author Note: Well here we go again with another chapter. In this one we'll see a more sensitive side of Quinn, and find out more about how her and Santana came to know each other. And Santana comes to realize something very important. Well, I don't want to spoil too much, so have fun reading! My chapters are gradually getting longer so I have some patience with me, I'm working on fitting in time to make them longer and more detailed.

Disclaimer: I don't own glee, Ryan Murphy does, so on and so forth. These characters are all his, what a genius.

"Quinn I..."

" San, would you mind if I go first?" a look of confusion spread across the brunette's face, but she saw this as a good situation, so she could have more time to think about what she would say.

So many thoughts were rushing through her mind, and she felt as though she was becoming more and more emotionally worn down every day. She was so used to being strong, and couldn't except that inside she was falling apart. She didn't want to be bad, or cause trouble for her mom. It just seemed like what she had to do, since she was given the image of being a rebel. She snapped back to reality and let all those dark thoughts wisp away, and instead she focused in on those beautiful hazel eyes that seemed to always bring her back to reality.

" I remember the first time I saw you. It was the first day of 8th grade, and I'd been standing by my locker, nervous and feeling completely clueless. " The blonde was visibly shaking and her eyes had glazed over with tears that would fall any time soon. This wasn't the Quinn she knew. This was the weak, helpless Quinn who seemed as though she would fall apart at the seams at any second if you were too rough with her. She had always reminded her of a porcelain doll that she was scared to shatter.

" It seemed like 8th grade was the worst possible year to transfer into a new school. All the best friends were getting closer than ever, and forming their little groups that they'd go into high school with. And then there was me, little Ms. Good Girl Christian that nobody really wanted to pay attention to " She stopped, the quiver in her voice becoming more audible. She looked over at Santana, hoping to receive some form of comfort only to find that the girl had been staring at the floor the whole time, not even looking at Quinn as she talked to her.

What she didn't know was that Santana herself was on the verge of tears. She remembered the look Quinn had on her face that day, it was kind of like those sad puppies in those animal shelter commercials. She wanted to hug her right then and there, when she saw her standing by her crimson locker, looking around hoping to see someone who seemed friendly. The jocks had obviously harassed her that day, all wanting to know where she was from, had she lost her virginity yet, did she want to go home with any of them that night? Santana found her crying in the bathroom during 5th period, and that's how the whole friendship started.

Come on Lopez, she's actually talking about FEELINGS with you. Show some respect.

" Ok, I'm fine now. " she sighed, a smile slowly spreading across her face as the wind tussled her blonde hair. She loved when the girl looked like this, all calm and at peace with the world. But this wouldn't last for long, because soon they would both have to admit whatever it was they were keeping a secret. She was just thankful that Quinn was going first.

" You already know how Puck and all the other guys tried to sleep with me. It was something totally new to me, my parents had never even talked about sex before. I was scared and confused and then you came into my life. It was the most amazing and beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. " At this point she reached out and held Santana's hand, and moved closer to the girl since she was a bit cold, considering that she was still shirtless after their prior activities.

Santana loved feeling the warmth of the girl near her so she didn't mind the close contact at all. It was like Quinn was her own personal little angel, but on this Earth to make Santana realize that not everyone was cruel and rude, and that maybe, just maybe she could let her guard down from time to time and let people who love her in.

" I felt so horrible sitting there all alone on the cold tile floor, just wallowing away in my self pity and crying about how no one even wanted to be my friend in this strange and unfamiliar place. I was so scared when you sat down next to me, I thought you were some bitchy girl who was just going to poke fun at me some more. But you were different. So different, Santana. "

Where was she going with all of this? Her heart raced faster and faster as she knew that soon Quinn would say what she wanted to this whole time. Had she changed her mind about Santana and realized that she wasn't worth all this worry and hurt? She hoped not, words couldn't even begin to describe what she felt for Quinn.Wait, had she just admitted to herself that she had feelings for Quinn. Real, love, feelings? No way. Not her. Not Santana Lopez. This wasn't what she came here to talk about, shit. Would she have to bring it up now that she figured this out?

" You smelled like a mix of cinnamon and cigarette smoke, which you should really stop by the way. But it's a comforting smell. It was at the moment, and it always will be. I wanted to kiss you so bad at that moment, and I didn't even know why. That's what scared me the most. I had just seen you for the first time in my life, and I already wanted to kiss you and hug you and just hold your hand. I could tell you our whole life story, how our friendship advanced into something more. Into this. This beautiful thing that I can't even begin to describe." She placed her hand on the darker girl's cheek, tracing her fingers lightly along her jaw line.

" Santana, I love you. I'm in love with you. I have been since the first day I saw you. I slept with guys because I thought that it would go away, but it didn't. I even tried sleeping with girls just to see if it was right. But it wasn't, they weren't you. I wish I could have saved my first time for you..." She blushed and looked down, not believing what she had just admitted. But it was the truth, she was sure it would've been a lot more special with Santana, and not Puck. She regretted that more than anything in the world, but it wasn't her fault. The pressure of everyone around her, her parents, friends, classmates, it all got to her. All she wanted was to fit in, and sleeping with one of the most popular guys in school made her feel like she had finally accomplished something. Something that would get her out of the way of being seen as the 'new girl'.

Santana pulled the girl's hand closer to her face and lightly kissed it. She wanted all of Quinn's pain to go away. She began placing light kisses along the blonde girl's jaw line over and over again as if she could physically kiss the pain away. She wanted Quinn to be happy, whether it was with her or that foolish but kind boy Finn, or even moronic Puck. Although she wasn't quite so keen on that last option. In any other situation, Santana would've been beyond sexually frustrated at the sight of this beautiful girl sitting in front of her in just jeans and a bra, but right now she felt as though this properly showed just how fragile she was. She looked so broken and shaken up, sitting there staring Santana in the eyes, obviously waiting for her response.

Oh yeah, she had completely forgot that they had just been having a conversation. " Quinn...I..." her thoughts trailed back to Brittany. Brittany. She had forgotten about her. That also very beautiful blonde, the one who Santana thought could change everything.

But now, in this moment with Quinn, everything felt so perfect. She hadn't come here to tell her she loved her, but now it seemed like the right thing to do. She stood up and walked over to the field of grass where the blonde's shirt had landed, and she picked it up and brought it back to Quinn. She gently placed over her head, and slid it down to her perfectly slim torso. " I think I should actually walk you home now, hun. "

" But wait, you never answered...San..." a pleading look filled her eyes. But Santana just took her hand and helped her up off the bench.

The walk to her house had been a quiet and awkward one, with Santana holding hands with the blonde, gently stroking her hand with her thumb as if trying to comfort her and tell her everything would be alright without actually speaking.

When they finally reached the large house with a gorgeous front yard, Santana almost regretted bringing the girl home already. Every moment she spent with Quinn seemed so perfect and peaceful and beautiful, she never wanted to let it go. It seemed as though if she did, she'd loose all the memories in an instant, and Quinn would be gone with them.

" Well... Guess this is it. " she let her eyes wander to the other girl, who obviously looked hurt. She couldn't stand seeing her like this. As the girl was going up the steps Santana grabbed her arm and pulled her back towards her, wrapping her in a tight yet gentle hug and nestling her head in her shoulder.

" Quinn...I love you too. So much. " She whispered, trailing kisses down her neck. " Now really, I have to go. Please let's talk about this tomorrow. " She said, before slowly walking away from the blonde who now had a huge smile spread across her face. She gave her one last longing look before turning away and making the long enduring walk home, where she would have to face all her thoughts and feelings.

What have you gotten yourself into Lopez.

And so another chapter ends! Still no Brittana, I hope you guys don't hate me for this. I just need you to be able to understand the Quinn/Santana story line before I go any further. I'd say maybe one more chapter of all this Quinntana talk and then I'll finally bring in some jealous Brittany, which I'm sure you'll all love. ;)