Chapter 4
Quinn stood in her bathroom fixing her hair in the mirror. Her hair mirrors that of her 17 year old self, just above shoulder length. Her make up was minimal yet flawless.
She was nervous about her date with Helena. At almost 22 this was to be the first date she had with the hope of it becoming something more than just a one time thing.
Helena was a beautiful woman with long curly brown hair and big brown eyes...exactly Quinn's type. Quinn's type? She's wasn't even sure if she had a type! Maybe she just had a fixation on anyone who could pass for Rachel Berry from across the street! The heartbreaking truth to Quinn was that no one could pass for Rachel Berry from across the street. She knew none of these women would even rate in comparison to Rachel Berry.
That realisation scared Quinn. Helena reminded her a lot of Rachel, not only in her appearance, but in the way that she always seems so bubbly, full of life and generally just a nice person to be around. She wouldn't want to hurt Helena and that's how she knows her feelings for her are different from the other girls. She felt like she could trust Helena and cares enough about her to take down her barriers and risk her heart.
She also knew that it's time to move on with her life. She knew that she needs to move on from her fixation with Rachel and start to live her life for herself.
Quinn sat nervously in the restaurant and wasn't aware of Helena as she arrived, smiling and making her way towards her.
"Hi," Quinn greeted with a gleeful smile.
"Hi to you too, I'm glad you called!"
"I'm glad you agreed to meet me," she said honestly.
"Who could turn down a date with someone as beautiful and intriguing as the exquisite Quinn Fabray!" the brunette took her seat facing Quinn.
"I'm not sure about that but thank you for the compliment I think. I'm honestly flattered that you're giving me the pleasure of your company."
Helena blushed and picked up her menus "So what's good here?"
The two women chatted easily and over dinner Quinn discoved that Helena loved art and loved to paint. She had a small exhibit planned for the winter and hoped that Quinn would come and see it. Helena loved her job and had wanted to work as a stage manager since she was 12. She discovered that no matter how much you live to sing and dance if you're tone deaf you're never going to make it to broadway. She had still attended drama groups and sang for fun but worked more on behind the scenes from sets to lighting to finally stage management. She lived for her job. She loved the variety that each day held and the buzz she got at the end of each show knowing her hard work had paid off.
Quinn told Helena about her high school days, how she had been a bitch but had hopefully turned that around by the end. She had tried her best to make it up to the people she hurt. She confessed to slushy attacks, to name calling and bullying and how joining glee club will forever be one of the best decisions she'd ever made in her life. Although she didn't see them anymore or know what most of them were up to, the original glee kids would always be her family.
She didn't tell Helena about Beth. Although the getting knocked up and giving your baby away discussion wasn't usually first date conversation, she couldn't help feeling guilty about talking about her high school self without mentioning the one person who had made her change for the better. The one person other then Rachel who invaded her thoughts daily. She wondered if Beth was blonde, did she like to sing, was she bubbly, was she happy. The only thing she could be sure of was that beth was loved by her, by puck, by Shelby and most definitely by anyone else who had entered the little girl's life. How could she not know who the important people where in Beth's life. That thought made her sad.
"Quinn...Quinn are you ok? You just zoned out for a minute," Helena asked looking confused.
"sorry just reliving my youth," she replied with a weak smile.
"Want to share?"
"Maybe some other time?"
"Sure... So there will be another time?" she smiled at the blonde.
"I think that's a high possibility... I mean well if that's what you want of course?"
"I think I'd like that, as much as I hate to say this I need to get over to Victoria" Helena looked genuinely sad that she had to leave and Quinn felt as though she didn't want Helena to leave which was another first for her she looked for moments like this usually. Ways to escape without hurting anyones feelings.
"No worries, I need to get to work anyway but I've had a lovely day. Maybe if you're free after the show you could come over to the bar later?... I'll buy you a drink."
"Why miss Fabray, I believe you have twisted my arm," with that Helena leaned over and placed a gentle peck on Quinn's lips. Nothing heavy or possessive, the kiss simply said 'maybe more' and with that she walked away leaving a smiley blonde in her wake.
Quinn made it to work with plenty time to kill so she sat in the bar reading over her script some more.
"Hey Q can I buy you a drink?" a redhead purred into her ear.
"No thanks you know I don't drink on duty," she replied with a smile.
"shame!" the woman said as she walked way.
Tracey sat down next to Quinn. Tracey was the first friend Quinn made when she moved to London. It's hard to imagine how life would be if she had never met Tracey that day.
"So Fabray, why are you here so early?" she enquired suspiciously.
"If you must know I've just been out for dinner with Helena."
"Wow, that back on is it. You bang her yet?" Quinn laughed. Tracey was as bubbly and crazy as Brittany with the crudeness of Santana, she was the 2 combined. Quinn thinks that's why she found herself so drawn to Tracey and they easily fell into their friendship.
"I went out with her once about 6 months ago and just to clarify there was no 'banging' on either occasion!" Quinn said mater of factly.
"Aww sorry Fabray sure she'll give you some soon," Tracey said with a wink.
Knowing full well Tracey wasn't gonna let it go anytime soon Quinn swiftly changed conversation.
"So why are you here so early not like you to be on time for work."
"Ohh fiesty Fabray, I like it."
"I had an audition in town so thought I may as well come in early."
"What was it for?"
"Ensemble in Wicked."
Quinn smiled at the girl "great" she said as she got up change to her work shirt.
Wicked was plaguing her mind at the minute. Every time she thought of the musical she couldn't help but remember Rachel's face, the first time they had seen it together, or the way that she sobbed through 'for good'. She always held onto Quinn's hand for dear life even though she'd seen the show so many times. Seeing Rachel's reaction to the story made her heart ache in a good way. In a 'how can you be so adorable? I want to keep you forever and hold you until the end of time' kind of way!
So it didn't help that Helena worked on the show. She felt bad but selfishly hoped that her best friend didn't get the part as there was no way she could face seeing it again.
Her night flew by until at eleven pm Helena strolled though the door and sat herself at the end of bar.
Quinn carried on working making her way through the customers until she got to Helena.
"Hi what can I get for you?" she said with a big grin.
"Erm I don't think you can give me what I want right now, so just give me a vodka and coke" she said with a suggestive smirk.
Quinn made her drink and smirked as she placed it on a napkin in front of her. She continued working for the next hour until she was told she could leave early. The whole night she could feel Helena's eyes on her. She couldn't deny that it felt good to hold her attention. She got a lot of attention from women working in the bar but none that she wanted or needed. Something about the way Helena watched her from afar made her body buzz with excitement.
She headed into the back room changed her shirt then made her way over to Helena.
"Ready to go?" she asked, flashing her mega watt smile.
"let's stay for a few" Helena said taking Quinn's hand and leading her over to the couch in the corner of the poorly lit room. A few minutes later, 4 shots of sambuka and 2 cocktails were placed in front of them.
Quinn knew exactly what Tracey was doing. She knew full well that Quinn was a touchy freely drunk and clearly thought Quinn needed to loosen up a bit and get laid.
The pair drank their drinks and talked more about life. How Helena's dream was to one day own her own theatre company and how she wanted to do more with her art work. Quinn said she was just waiting for her big acting break to come. She was content with her life at the moment and was happy to take each day as it came.
"You wanna dance?" Helena asked as she stood
"Sure," Quinn said as she's dragged to her feet.
The girls made it one single step before Quinn felt the blood rush to her head and the room begin to spin. she would regret the sambuka tomorrow that's for sure.
Helena took Quinn's hand and attempted to steady her. The girls laughed and Quinn fell back onto the seat pulling Helena with her. Helena landed in Quinn's lap and the two laughed uncontrollably until Quinn felt Helena's fingernails rake over the back of her neck. She suddenly felt her head begin to sober as the alcohol coursed through her body.
She looked up to see Helena staring back at her and when she saw the brunette leaning in she couldn't stop her body from doing the same. She let her hand explore Helena's back as their lips meet in a hungry mess. Quinn felt Helena's lips moving against her own and opened her mouth letting Helena in and deepening the kiss. She swiped her tongue at Helena lips and felt Helena moan into the kiss. Quinn couldn't help her body's reaction as she moved her hands over Helena's body. The pair stay this way for what seem like an eternity changing the speed of their kisses, slowing right down so their lips were barely touching before speeding back up to fight for dominance.
"Hello, ... Quinn,...Bitch you better stop getting it on and get out of here before I smack your American arse!"
"Hmm... Wha... Humm" Quinn broke away from the kiss leaving a disappointed pouting Helena. She looked past the pouting brunette currently straddling her to see a smirking blonde. She looked around to see that there was no one else left in the bar except for the 3 of them.
"You two horny bitches need to leave now. I have a home to go to," Tracey said as she pointed to the door.
"sorry trace. Love you, see you tomorrow?" Quinn said as she dragged a very drunk brunette to the door.
"Where do you live helena?" Quinn asked as she got the girl outside. The pair made their way towards trafalgar square to find their night busses.
"In a house...on a street in...Landan tawwn"
"Great" Quinn laughed suddenly feeling very sober. With no other obvious option she took Helena home with her. They finally made it through the door just after three am. She was aware of this as when she finally got Helena into her bed, pulled her shoes off and covers her up, she checked the time before heading to the bathroom it was 3.14. She changed into joggers and a t shirts and made her way over to the sofa. She closed her eyes and smiled.
'Tonight was a good night!' she sighed as she finally let her body give in to sleep.
