Author's note: Don't own Glee! So I just want to apologize for not updating for the past couple days, I've had a kidney infection which is really only getting worse but whatever. I'm really sorry if this chapter sucks, I'm trying my best to move the plot along but I think I failed in this chapter :( Anyway, I just wanted to thank everyone who reviewed my last chapter, it really means a lot to me if you did and I do try to respond to everyone. If you have any ideas/anything you'd like to see happen, let me know and I'll write it in.
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"I never left. I called your name, but you were clearly preoccupied with eating Quinn Fabray's face so I decided to wait. Now you've got ten minuted to spill so go".
I took a deep breath, I wasn't ready to tell anyone about my new-found relationship with Quinn. Everything was moving so fast and it made me dizzy just thinking about it.
"I don't know what you want from me Kurt" I said honestly.
"Just tell me the truth" he said, shrugging.
"Quinn and I discovered that we have a lot in common. I've got something rather um..complicated going on in my life and she seems to understand" I said.
"So you felt the need to attack her with your lips?" he asked.
"No, we were just..god I don't know Kurt" I said, collapsing in a chair.
"It's alright Diva, don't be embarrassed" he said, rubbing my back.
"I'm not trust me, that's the last thing on my mind" I said into my hands.
"So then what is it, you seemed pretty happy a minute ago" he said.
"I was or I am, I'm so confused" I said, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"Let's go grab something to eat, we can sit in the park, and you can start from the beginning" he said.
"Okay" I agreed.
Once we had grabbed some lunch, we made our way to a tree and sat down.
"You look adorable by the way, I'm loving the whole school girl look" he said, brushing his hand over my red blazer.
"Quinn picked it out for me" I said, smiling.
"Hmm..she did?" he asked with curiosity in his voice.
"Yes, we were supposed to meet up at a cafe for breakfast to talk about our duet but I was..I..I" I tried to tell him, I wanted to tell somebody, but I was terrified of their reaction.
"Rachel, it's okay you can tell me anything. I may seem like a gossip queen, but I swear I won't repeat anything. You can trust me" he said softly.
"Okay" I said, sniffling. "Quinn had to come to my house this morning because I wasn't able to make it to the cafe, I passed out last night".
"Why did you pass out?" he asked, concerned.
"Because my step-father hits me" I sobbed. "He came in my room and beat me until I blacked out" I said, gripping his jacket. "It used to be every once in a while, but now it's almost every night. He doesn't stop either, he keeps going until pass out or my mother comes home whichever's first".
"Oh Rachel, why haven't you told anyone?" he asked.
"Who is there to tell?" I asked. "I've got no one Kurt, absolutely no one who I can trust".
"What about your mother?" he asked.
"She knows" I said, shrugging.
"What do you mean 'she knows', there is no way any mother would let that happen" he said, scowling.
"You don't understand Kurt, she may not know the severity of the situation or how brutal he really is, but she is well aware that he hits me" I said.
"Rachel, he is abusing you! Are you absolutely sure she knows about this?" he asked.
"She buys me extra make-up to cover the bruises, she sound-proofed my room so she wouldn't hear it, she gives me everything I want so I don't ask questions. She may have never said a word about it, but she knows" I said.
"Maybe she knows that you like make-up. You do like to sing so I'm sure you do it constantly so maybe she's tired of hearing it, and maybe she just like to spoil you have you ever thought about that?" he asked. "You need to tell her".
"Why should I tell her something she already knows Kurt, I've never asked for foundation a day in my life. The first time he hit me, I woke up and there was a jar of it sitting on my dresser. She knows Kurt and she won't do anything about it" I said, burying my face in my hands.
We sat there for a few minutes with our arms around each other until he spoke again.
"So how did Quinn enter the equation?" he asked.
"She found me on the floor this morning. He bashed my head off the ground and I didn't wake up until she shook me" I said. "I told her I fell out of bed and she believed it. I've never had anyone look at me the way she does. She makes me happy and I don't feel lonely when she's around" I said.
"So that explains the instant friendship, but what about the kissing, are you gay?" he asked.
"What? No, I..I have no idea, but what I do know is that I'm scared. I've never ever felt this strongly about a person before whether it be male or female and I can't help the tingling feeing I get when I'm around her. I can see the sadness in her eyes and I want to make it better, the kissing is just a way for us to feel wanted and it works, I love kissing her. I know I can trust her, but I'm terrified of the consequences" I said.
"And they would be?" he asked.
"What if she decides that I'm not worth her time, or that I'm too damaged and I'll never get better? I'm sad all the time, this morning was the happiest day I've had in a long time and I can't help but try to soak up as much of her as I can while it lasts. I'm not naive Kurt, I realize that we're only kids and neither of us is committing to anything. I still have a boyfriend and so does she for all I know. I'm scared that if I open my heart to her, that she'll break it and I can't live with that" I said, crying.
"I have no idea what to tell you Rachel, but I can relate to your feeling of loneliness. I'm probably the only openly gay person in all of Lima, how do you think that makes me feel?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, I never even thought about that" I said, wiping my eyes.
"Don't be, I'm not" he said.
"This sucks" I said, throwing my arms down, wincing when I hit my side.
"Rachel, do you want to know why I choose to become your friend?" he asked.
"Because you like my clothes and I make a great shopping partner?" I answered.
"Exactly..what no, that's not why. It's because of your confidence. You walked into our school like you owned it and you demanded that everyone gave you attention. You had your head held high and the brightest smile on your face, even if it was fake, but the thing that really got me was the way you demanded respect. You didn't know anyone in that school and yet you thought that they owed it to you and that was why I wanted to be your friend" he said.
"Are you sure it's not because you like my clothes?" I said, smiling.
"Well that was the second thing I noticed" he said, shoving me lightly.
"Can you promise me something?" I asked.
"Rachel, I won't tell a soul about this conversation even if I think you should" he said, sincerely.
"No, that's not it. I need you to promise that you won't leave me" I said. "I know, we've only known each other for two days, but promise me that you'll be there for me? I really need a friend right now" I said.
"As long as you here for me and put up with my diva-fits, I think we're in good shape" he said, happily.
"Thank you Kurt, you're a great person" I said.
"That's what they tell me" he answered. "Now come on, a certain blonde is expecting you to cheer her on and I refuse to sit next to someone with tear stains" he said, pulling me up.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"My house. We're going to straighten you up, make you gorgeous, and make Quinn Fabray beg to be your girlfriend" he said, dragging me to his car.
For some reason I liked the way he sounded when he said 'girlfriend' and Quinn in the same sentence. I know it was soon, but I really couldn't help the way I felt about her, but there was also the sinking feeling I had when I thought about telling her the truth.
Quinn P.O.V
I could not believe my luck. This morning had gone perfectly with Rachel, I got way more than I bargained for. When I first met her, I wanted to date her based off of her looks and now I realize that I actually like her for who she is as a person. I know she's hiding something, but I am too and I know that together we can overcome whatever it is that's keeping us from the truth.
I know it may sound silly, but I feel like a twelve year old girl with a crush every time I'm around her. She makes me laugh and she make me cry, but in a good way. I've never been able to tell anyone that I feel lonely and abandoned because I was so worried that they'd judge me. Something told me that judgment was in the back of Rachel's mind when I told her how I really felt. Deep down I felt like a monster or some kind of freak of nature, but with Rachel I felt beautiful. I love that the things I hate about myself were the things that she loved and the things I envy she hates. We're like opposites and yet we're the same in so many ways. My entire life I've been praying to have someone like Rachel and I can't believe I found her.
I knew we were moving entirely too fast with the kissing and touching, but I couldn't help it. Not only were my hormones raging all the time, but I felt the need to be near her to make sure she's real. I have a feeling that I'll wake up the next morning and it'll be a dream.
As I headed across the football field, I began to plan my next move. I decided that we needed to get to know each other before we took things any farther and that meant sharing our secrets and dealing with the aftermath, so I planned a sleepover for tonight since it was Friday.
I drove home to the store to get some things for our weekend together, I wanted it to be special, fun, romantic but not too over the top, but most of all I wanted us to be comfortable with each other.
After I had purchased all my items, I drove home to find Finn sitting on my front porch. I sighed as I got out of the car, I guess it was time to let him down.
"Hey Quinn, can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked shyly.
"Sure" I said, sitting down next to him.
"Look I know things have been kinda awkward between us so I just wanted to clear the air. I think we should see other people" he blurted out.
"What?" I yelled. Here I was completely ready to dump this loser and he was doing it first.
"Don't be so surprised Q, I mean you won't even let me touch your boobs" he said with a shrug.
"So because I won't put out, you're dumping me" I said, crossing my arms.
"No, I'm dumping you because I found someone else that I'd like to go out with" he said.
"And who would that be?" I asked. I wanted to know the name of the whore who was stealing my boyfriend, even if I didn't give a rat's ass about him, I wanted to keep what was mine until I was ready to let it go.
"Rachel" he said confidently.
Now this was too funny.
"You can't be serious" I said laughing at the idea of Rachel and Finn together.
"Yea, she seems cool and I wanted to give her a try" he said. God he was such an idiot.
"Well, I can tell you right now that Rachel isn't interested in you" I said.
"Why not? I'm popular and captain of the football team, all the girls are interested" he said.
As far as I knew, Rachel was gay considering the fact that she thought I was a girl, well completely female anyway and judging by the way she kissed me back she wasn't switching back anytime soon. I decided it would be best to let him down easily so he didn't waste his time.
"Look Finn you're a very attractive person, but trust me when I tell you that she isn't interested" I said.
"Fuck you Quinn, you're not as high and mighty as you think, you're easily replaceable" he said.
"You know what you're right Finn, you should go after Rachel I'm sure she's dying to have a bastard like you in her life" I spat.
"Whatever I'm outta here" he said, walking away.
"I heard she likes it when guys take charge, maybe that'll help" I yelled after him. This was going to be one hell of a night.
I went back to my car and got all the stuff I had bought and dragged it into the house. The first thing I noticed was a note on the kitchen table.
Quinn-
Your father and I are going to be gone for the weekend, he had a business trip and I went with him. We will be back Monday night and you can tell us about your weekend when we return. I left you some money in the coffee can and we already asked the neighbors to keep an eye out so don't throw any parties. Have a good weekend.
-Mom
I balled the note up and threw it in the trash. She couldn't have called and told me this? Why did I always have to come home to an empty house? Suddenly I remembered the weekend I had planned for Rachel and I was extremely happy my parents were gone, it would have been awkward introducing them to the girl I wanted to be my girlfriend.
I took a shower and put on my uniform, making sure I looked perfect for the game and for Rachel. I know we sucked, but I loved cheerleading and there was no use going out on the field to loose and look bad.
After I was ready, I set up everything for our weekend before sending her a text.
[Quinn] don't make any plans for this weekend
[Rachel] why not?
[Quinn] because you're spending it w/me, my parents r gone until Monday night
[Rachel] I don't know. do u think that's a good idea?
[Quinn] yes I do, I want to get to know u better that's all no funny business. I promise.
[Rachel] okay ill pack my bag
[Quinn] see you the game!
[Rachel] : )
I ran around the house one last time to make sure everything was perfect before locking the door and heading to the game.
Rachel P.O.V
"Are you almost done?" I asked. I had been sitting in Kurt's chair for about an hour while he fussed over my hair.
"Beauty requires patience my dear" he said, spraying hair spray for the tenth time.
"Kurt this isn't necessary, Quinn and I aren't dating I don't need to impress her" I said aggravated.
"Nonsense, I see the way you two were looking at each other, we might as well give her a little something extra to look at. Besides, I've always wanted to see Puckerman loose his shit before a game and I think this will do it" he said proudly.
"Can you hurry up this blindfold is really starting to drive me insane" I said.
"Alright, just step into these shorts and I'll let you see" he said.
I lifted up my legs and put on whatever clothes he had stolen from my closet while I packed my bag and started to lift up the blind fold.
"Ah, ah ah..just a minute, you need your nails painted" he said, snatching my hands away from the scarf tied around my head.
"Oh, you can do that after" I said, ripping the scarf down and gasping at what I saw in the mirror.
He had blown out my hair so it was completely straight and shiny. I was wearing a tight red tank top with a leopard print bow and short black shorts, on my feet were a pair of red and black sandals and he had placed gold bracelets on my wrists.
"Wow" I breathed out.
"I know, I'm amazing right?" he said, running his hands through my hair.
"We only have one problem" I said. "I'm going to freeze" I sighed.
"I've got you covered" he sand as he grabbed some red nail polish out of my bag.
After he had finished painting, I stood up to take a picture. This time I was sending it to Quinn instead of Jesse.
"What is god's name are you doing?" he asked as I was sending the picture.
"Sending a picture to Quinn" I said, shrugging.
"No, no, no you are not, give me that" he said, snatching my Blackberry out off my hands.
"Why not?" I said, pouting.
"Your make-up isn't done and you will ruin the element of surprise if you do" he said.
"Whatever" I mumbled as I sat back down in his chair.
"Here, take off that mask" he said, throwing a cleansing wipe at me.
"I can't" I said, tearing up at the thought of exposing myself to him.
"Rachel, you can't go to the game with tear streaks, so take off the old stuff and I'll apply some fresh new cover-up" he said, clapping eagerly at the thought of doing my make-up.
"No, you don't understand" I said, shaking my head.
"What's wrong Diva?" he asked, drying my tears with a tissue.
"I don't want you to see me, I look disgusting" I sobbed.
"Oh, it can't be that bad. You should see me when I wake up in the morning" he chuckled.
"Promise you won't freak out?" I asked.
"I promise" he said softly.
I stood up to the mirror and wiped away all the make-up from my face and neck, exposing the purple bruise on my cheek and the black handprints.
"Holy Barbra" he gasped. "Are those, handprints?" he asked, tracing them lightly.
"Yes, he chocked me" I whispered.
"Good god Rachel, this is insane you need to call the police" he said, dipping the brush in some powder.
"I can't Kurt, my mother loves him and I will do anything to keep her happy" I said.
"Does that include letting him beating the living crap out of you?" he asked sarcastically.
"Anything" I sighed.
"You are one hell of a good person Rachel Corcoran" he said, lining my lips with bright red lipstick.
After my make-up was finished, Mercedes came over while Kurt put on his uniform.
"Damn girl, you look hot" Mercedes said as she came down the stairs.
"Thank you, it was all Kurt" I said, spinning around.
"How did I know?" she said, rolling her eyes.
"Because I am a fashionista, I was born to do this" Kurt said, appearing in his jersey.
"I still can't believe that you are on the football team" I said, giggling.
"He's the kicker" Mercedes clarified.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yes, I owe all my success to Beyonce" he said, filing his nails.
"Whatever, can we go" I said, laughing at how funny he looked in a uniform.
Quinn P.O.V
I was already in my spot on the sidelines, when my phone vibrated.
[Rachel] you were right, u look great in red
[Quinn] where r u?
[Rachel] look up
I looked up in the stands to see Rachel and Mercedes waving to me. I felt that tingling feeling return as I waved back to her, I wanted to run up the bleachers and kiss her until we couldn't breathe but then people would get a little suspicious.
[Quinn] Can I get a lil something for good luck?
I looked up and watched and she blew me a kiss before giggling and flipping her hair from the bleachers.
[Quinn] thnks, now I know it's gonna b a good game : )
[Rachel] Anytime :D
It was five minutes until half-time and we were up by a good 10 points, which never ever happened.
[Quinn] I told u all I needed was a lil luck to win the game
[Rachel] just doing my job ;)
When the buzzer went off, I headed into the crowd to find Rachel and tell her how amazing she looked when I spotted her talking with Finn.
"Hey Rach, you look sexy" he said, walking up to her.
Perhaps he was taking my advice a little too seriously.
"Um..thanks" she said, tucking her hair behind her ear.
"So listen, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to get together and hook up or something" he said, pressing his body against hers.
"What?" she asked in a confused tone.
"Ya know what I mean. Me and you could get a hotel for the weekend or something" he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.
I laughed at Finn's hopeless flirting. Rachel was not the kinda girl who 'hooked up' she was a relationship girl, anyone could see that. I knew he'd be dumb enough to fall for it though so I fed him the bait.
"As much as I appreciate your interest in me, I'm going to have to decline" she said, pulling away.
"What's that mean?" he asked, sliding his hands down to her butt before he squeezed it tightly.
"It means keep your fucking hands off me, you inconsiderate bastard!" she yelled as she smacked in right in the face.
At this point I was in tears, but I quickly dried them when I noticed her coming over to me.
"Can you believe him, what the hell does he think I am some kind of slut?" she asked, wrapping her arms around me.
"You do look really great tonight, I love the red" I said, kissing her head when no one was looking.
"Thanks, Kurt picked it for me" she said, burying her face into my jacket.
"Are you cold Rach?" I asked, realizing that she was wearing a tank top and it was a bit chilly out.
"A little" she murmured into my chest.
"Here" I said, taking off my Cheerios jacket and wrapping it around her.
"Thanks" she said smiling, causing me to fight the urge to capture her lips in a kiss.
"People are staring" I said, looking around. I honestly didn't care whether or not people saw me with Rachel, no one seemed to care about Santana and Brittany so I doubted they'd even care about me an Rach.
"So let's give them something to remember" she said, pressing her lips against mine.
"Wow" I said, when she pulled away.
"I like that" she said, licking her bottom lip.
"What?" I asked.
"Your lip gloss, it's peachy" she said, shoving her tongue into my mouth.
"Yours tastes like vanilla" I said, wrapping my tongue around hers.
At this point everyone had stopped to stare at us, but we didn't notice. We were lost in our world of pure bliss until Puckerman had to screw it all up.
"That's the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen, if you guys are up for a threesome let me know" he yelled, winking at us as he invaded our space.
"Fuck off" I mumbled against Rachel's lips as I flipped him off behind her back.
"Yea right and miss out on this" he said. "Not gonna happen Q" he said, winking.
"Leave or else I'll shove my foot into your balls so hard that you'll be limping for weeks" Rachel growled.
"Easy there kitty, I was just tring to have a little fun" he said, wincing as he walked away.
I couldn't help wincing with him, the idea of getting kneed in the balls was never a good thing.
"Now, where were we?" she asked as she turned back to me.
"Getting ready to go back to the game" I sighed as I pressed one last kiss on her lips, before walking back down to the field.
"Wait, don't you need any luck?" she asked, from the top of the steps.
I turned around to see her standing there in my jacket as she blew me another kiss.
"Thanks" I said, as I ran back down to my teammates with a big dopey grin on my face.
I continued to cheer for the rest of the game keeping my eyes locked on the smiling brunette in the stands. She looked like a sex kitten in that skimpy little outfit she was wearing and watching her cheer for me and Kurt in my jacket turned me on. I tried not to relate everything to sex, but when it came to Rachel that seemed impossible. I guess I really had that teenage boy mentality, I mean I already felt like a total stud for taking the new girl first before any guy could. I also got that weird possessive feeling when I put the jacket on her, it must be why so many guys give girls their clothes to sleep in. Something about seeing your girl in your clothes really gets to guys and now I completely understand why. It's like claiming that they belong to you and only you, it may seem territorial and animalistic, but to me it made complete sense.
At first I was a little afraid of what how Rachel would react after our kiss, but surprisingly she was okay with it and she even initiated it earlier in the practice room. I was almost 100% sure, she would want to keep it a secret but like always, she did the unexpected. When she grabbed my face and pressed her lips against mine in a stadium full of kids, I almost pissed myself. I had no problem coming out to people, it was Rachel who I was worried about. I had this feeling that she would just try to play it off as a stunt for attention, but something told me she was serious about us.
"Quinn!" she yelled from the stands.
I looked up to see her, Mercedes, and Tina jumping up and down with big smiles on their faces.
"We won!" she screamed as she ran towards me, throwing her arms around me.
"What?" I asked, I had been in a daze this entire time that I hadn't even noticed the game was over.
"We won, you told me you guys never win!" she giggled, pressing her soft lips against mine.
"It was all you Rach, you're the good luck charm" I said, kissing her back.
"Damn" Puck whispered as he walked by. "So, my hot Jew princess, will you be attending the after party at my house this evening?" he said, pulling Rachel away from me.
I growled and pulled her back. "Fuck off Puckerman" I snapped.
"I'm sorry Noah, I can't" she said, wrapping her arms around my neck.
"Okay, how about I ask again? Rachel, would you and your hot girlfriend like to come to my house for the after party so I can watch you guys make-out?" he smirked.
"Noah!" she yelled in embarrassment. Why was she embarrassed now, she had literally shoved her tongue down my throat like two seconds ago in front of everyone.
"What?" he asked, shrugging. "Look at it this way, you either come to my party and I watch, or I'll crawl through your window while you and Q are getting in on. Either way, I'm gonna watch" he said.
"How do you know where she lives?" I snapped.
"She's my new neighbor" he said with a cocky smile.
"No way" That would explain the embarrassment.
"It's true" Rachel said, burying her face in my neck.
"So do you accept?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
"I can't Noah, I've already made plans for tonight" Rachel mumbled.
"Come on babe, you know you wanna come everyone'll be there" he begged.
"Not this time Puck" I said, rubbing her back. I could tell she was tired by the way her breathing was slowing down.
"Can I get one last kiss for the spank bank?" he asked, leaning in closer to us.
"Piss off!" I yelled, spinning around with Rachel in my arms as we walked away.
"So what're our plans for this evening?" she asked, yawning.
"It's a surprise" I said, kissing her head.
By the time we pulled in my driveway, Rachel was half asleep and I was pretty worn out myself.
"You ready?" I asked, opening her door.
"Yep" she said, happily grabbing my hand.
"Here we are!" I said, happily as I opened the door and flicked on the lights.
"Oh my god Quinn" she gasped, covering her mouth with her hands.
"Do you like it?" I asked.
"It's beautiful" she said, letting the tears fall down from her eyes.
Rachel P.O.V
I could not believe what I was seeing. Quinn had cleared out all the furniture from her living room and set up big stuffy pillow and a blanket with a small picnic basket in the center.
She walked around the room and lit a bunch of candles before turning off the light and dragging me over to the pillow next to hers.
"Quinn, this really is amazing" I sniffled. Never has anyone done anything like this for me and this really touched me.
"Don't cry Rach. Is it too much?" she asked, nervously.
"No, not at all it's perfect" I said, kissing her reassuringly.
"Okay" she sighed as she fell back against the pillow, bringing me with her.
"Quinn, why did you do all this?" I asked.
"I wanted you to know how I feel about you" she said honestly.
"You could have just told me" I giggled, I was honestly scared of where this was going. I loved the romantic evening she had planned, but I wasn't ready to do anything with her or go any further into our relationship yet. I had absolutely no experience with sex, yet alone with girls and I didn't know how far Quinn had ever gone.
"Yea, but this is so much better" she said, reaching into the picnic basket and pulling out two plates of food.
"Quinn, I need to be honest with you" I said, I wanted to let her know how I felt about all this.
"Me too, that's why I set all this up. I want to tell you how I'm feeling and then you can tell me, okay?" she asked.
"Alright, go ahead" I said, unsurely. What if she wanted to keep moving forward, I mean it's only been a few days and we had already crossed a few boundaries that most couples didn't pass for months.
"Okay" she said, taking a deep breath. "I don't know exactly how to say this, but I really like you a lot and that scares me. I've never ever liked anyone this much before so this is all new to me. I've only had one other girl crush and I was 12 at the time, so I'm not even sure if that counts" she said.
I couldn't help but sigh in relief, she was just as inexperienced as I was.
"But what I do know is that I want to know more about you before we move on. I feel like we went from having a general understanding about each other to jumping each other's bones" she said and I couldn't have agreed more.
"So that's why I planned this weekend for us. I want to know who Rachel Corcoran is and why I get this tingly feeling in my belly every time I'm around her" she said, poking my stomach. She had accidentally hit the spot where Steve had kicked me, but I fought to hold back the whimper so she wouldn't notice.
"So, you're saying you want to slow things down?" I asked.
"No, I'm saying I don't want to move things forward" she said, stuffing her fork into her mouth.
"Thank god" I laughed in relief.
"Wait, did you not want to move forward with me?" she asked in a hurt tone.
"No god no Quinn, that's not what I'm meant at all. I want the same thing you do, but I was afraid of how you would take it. I thought you wanted to move on and I'm not sure I'm ready for that" I said, placing my hand over hers.
"I know I'm not ready for that, this is the first serious relationship I've ever been in, where I've actually had feelings for the other person. I know it's way too soon but I can see myself falling in love with you. Is that crazy?" she asked.
"No, because I see it too. When you were down on the field, all I could think about was how beautiful you looked and how lucky I felt to be wearing your jacket" I said, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
"So we're good where we are?" she asked.
"Yep" I smiled, licking my lips.
"Good, 'cause I don't wanna stop kissing you" she said, holding a strawberry up to my lips.
"Me either" I said, taking the strawberry in my mouth. "You want some?" I asked, biting it in half.
"Yes please" she giggled, crawling over to me.
"Come and get it" I said sexily, placing the rest back in my mouth and holding it out for her.
"What a tease" she laughed as she pounced on me, knocking me backwards.
I tried my best not to yell out in pain and luckily her kisses muffled them, so it sounded more like a strangled moan.
"God, you're gorgeous" she whispered. Obviously the noises turned her on.
"Mm..Quinn" I moaned, tugging on her hair and pulling her until she was completely on top of me. Might as week give her what she wants right?
"I'm really really happy with you Rachel" she breather out in between kisses.
"You take away all my pain" I said, looking directly into her green eyes.
Before I could say another word, her lips were on mine and her tongue was shoved between my teeth. She was kissing me so passionately that I could barely breathe, so I pushed back to see who would break away first.
It seemed like we had been kissing forever when I felt something stabbing me in the stomach.
"Mm..Quinn..move your elbow" I groaned.
"Huh" she said, gasping for air.
"You're elbowing me in the stomach" I said, licking the peach gloss off her bottom lip.
"Rach, I'm not elbowing you in the sto-" she cut herself off and immediately sat up.
"You didn't have to stop" I said, laughing. "Just needed to change positions" I said, crawling on top on her this time.
"We didn't finish our food" she said, pushing me back.
"I'm hungary for something else" I said, smashing my lips on hers again.
"Mm..no..Rachel stop" she said, pulling me off of her lap.
"What's wrong?" I asked, taking in the pained look on her face.
"N-nothing, I just think we need a break that's all" she said, breathing in deeply while looking away.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked, trying to look her in the eyes.
"No" she said, simply.
"Then what's wrong?" I asked but she didn't answer. "Quinn?" I said, placing my hand on her thigh.
"Fuck Rach" she hissed, throwing her head back.
I immediately pulled away. "Did I hurt you?" I asked.
"No, baby that's not it at all. I just need a minute okay" she said, stroking my hair.
"Okay" I said, unsurely.
"Hey, I got something for you" she said, jumping up.
"Quinn, wait" I said. I wanted to ask her about what happened a few minutes ago. One minute we're making out and the next she's freaking out.
"Here we go" she said, walking over to the TV and popping in a movie.
"Was it to much?" I asked, as she pulling us together on the pillows.
"No, baby that's not it" she said, kissing my head.
"Well then what?" I asked, near tears. She was starting to scare me, what if she decided that she didn't want this anymore and she was backing out?
"I don't know, it just seemed like we were going a little too fast and I don't have a problem with what we were doing. I liked it a lot, trust me" she said, pulling me on top of her chest.
"Well then what?" I asked, still unsure.
"I told you, I need to know more about you first. I don't want this relationship to be based off of sexual attraction, I want to know the real you" she said, looking into my eyes.
"Thank you" I said, that was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to me. Jesse would never had said that, he didn't care if I was a mass murderer, as long as I slept with him eventually he was happy.
"You're welcome, now watch the movie baby" she said, wrapping her arms around me.
"I like that" I said.
"What?"
"Baby" I giggled, it sounded weird when I said it, but when she did it, it was beautiful.
"Whatever you say baby" she said, kissing me quickly as the opening scene to Funny Girl started.
Quinn P.O.V
As I laid there with Rachel in my arms, I couldn't help but think of how lucky I was that she believed me. I knew I should have stopped things earlier, but I loved kissing her so much that I couldn't help it. I shut my mind off, and let my body take over. Apparently this was the wrong thing to do because I let my hard-on stab her in the belly. I couldn't believe I was this close to her finding out, it wasn't like I could deny the tent in my pants that was my massive erection.
I had let it get to the point where I was about to pull a Finn and come in my pants, when I finally decided to stop things. How the hell would I explain that? Somehow 'Oh yea, that bulge you were feeling was my dick and I just got off by dry humping you, just thought I'd let you know', didn't seem to work well.
I closed my eyes as I listened to Rachel hum the music softly and started thinking about how I was going to control myself better. I could always tell her the truth, but then I would risk losing her and that just wasn't an option.
"Baby, can I ask you something?" I asked.
"Sure" she mumbled sleepily into my chest.
"What would you say if I told you that I were different?" I asked, moaning as her hand traveled up my shirt.
"I would tell you that I already knew that" she said, tracing my nipple throughout my bra.
"No, I mean that I'm not like other girls" I said, trying desperately to think of the mailman.
"I know, you're so much better" she giggled, slipping a finger under the wire and rubbing the bottom of my breast.
"Uh..Rachel, that's not what I meant" I said, pulling her hand away.
"Look Quinn, I know you're different" she said, straddling me.
"You do?" I asked, with my eyes wide. How could she possibly know my secret?
"Sure I do, how else would you explain my attraction to you. I've never been attracted to any girl before until I met you. I thought you were beautiful before I knew you were gay" she said, shrugging.
"Rachel, you're not understanding what I'm trying to tell yo-" I said, before she cut me off with her lips.
"Shh..we can talk tomorrow. We have the whole weekend to get to know each other" she said, slipping her hand back up my shirt.
As good as it felt to have her hands on my skin, I knew I had to stop her before it jeopardized our relationship.
"Can I play something for you?" I asked, sitting up with her in my lap.
"Yes, please" she grinned happily.
"Stay here" I said, placing her down on the floor as I walked over to my piano.
I sat down at that keys and played the first song that came to mind, Chopin's Nocturne Op.2 No. 2. I loved this song because it put me to sleep, but it wasn't boring, just relaxing.
When I had finished the piece, I crawled behind Rachel and pulled the blankets over our bodies.
"That was beautiful Quinn" she said, pressing her back against me.
"It was for a beautiful girl" I said, kissing her shoulder.
"Goodnight" she sighed before I heard her quiet breathing fill the room.
"Sleep tight baby" I mumbled, spooning our bodies.
I held her close and inhaled her sweet smell as I fell asleep next to her, thinking of how we were going to spend our weekend.
I slept throughout the entire night and only woke up, when I realized Rachel wasn't in my arms.
"Baby?" I said, sitting up instantly noticing my hard-on. Did I really think I'd be able to sleep with her ass pressed against my dick and it'd be okay?
"Don't 'baby' me, you've got some explaining to do" she said from across the room with her arms crossed.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"That's what's wrong" she said, pointing in between my legs. "Baby I can explain" I said, sitting up as my morning wood instantly disappeared.
"I'm waiting…"