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*UPDATE 05/20/2013 AT THE BOTTOM*
A/N:
1) The song in this is called Waiting all night by Rudimentals ft Ella Eyre youtube it if you want :)
2) Already know how the next chapter will go; just a case of writing it. ENJOY! x
Santana leant in to Quinn's ear as her hand danced up her forearm. Her voice was full of husk and suggestion as her breath hit Quinn's neck. "Didn't Britt tell you? I'm a great teacher."
Soft lips brushed Quinn's ear as Santana pulled back; just enough to look her in the eye.
Her breath was laboured as she locked onto intense, dark eyes. She was sub-consciously aware of Brittany making her way back to the dance floor as a new song blasted through the club.
I've been waiting all night for you to tell me what you want
Tell me, tell me that you need me
I've been waiting all night for you to,
Oh, oh, tell me what you want yeah
Time seemed to stand still as Santana held the eye contact; silently willing Quinn to listen to the lyrics she was screaming inside her head.
I've been waiting all night for you to tell me what you want
Tell me, tell me that you need me
I've been waiting all night for you to,
Oh, oh, tell me what you want yeah
Quinn worried her lip as her heart rate increased dramatically.
Want yeah
Want yeah
Want yeah
Want yeah
Want, want, want, want
Want, want, want, want
The beat slowed whilst Santana slowly traced her fingers back down a pale arm; to entwine their fingers with a small smile. She gently pulled Quinn through the crowd as the lyrics continued to drown their ears.
I've been waiting all night for you to tell me,
Tell me that you need me
Tell me that you want me
Santana pulled Quinn to face her upon reaching the middle of the floor; both sets of fingers interlaced at their sides. The girl's temples touched as they leant their heads together; Santana softly singing the lyrics into Quinn's ear.
I've been waiting all night for you to tell me,
Tell me that you need me
Tell me that you want me
As the tempo increased, the dancer swayed her hips to the beat; moving their foreheads to lean together with a gentle smile.
Tell me that you need me
Tell me that you want me
Tell me that you need me
Tell me that you want me
A gruff hand grabbed Santana's shoulder; tugging her back as a familiar face spoke intensely in her ear.
Tell me that you need me
Tell me that you want me
Tell me that you need me
Tell me that you want me
Santana was being pulled away towards the exit but abruptly halted her movements to look at the confused blonde apologetically.
Oh!
She waved the Mo hawked man on as she re-clasped Quinn's hand. Smile back in place, she leant in close; her soft breath heating the blonde's lips.
"I'll see you soon." Santana looked purposefully into hazel eyes as she stated her intentions clearly; without room for misunderstanding.
I've been waiting all night for you to tell me what you want
Tell me, tell me that you need me
She pulled Quinn's wrist to her lips; leaving a soft kiss over the previous salt trail. With one last smile; she lowered Quinn's hand as she left to follow the man out the club.
I've been waiting all night for you to tell me what you want
Tell me, tell me that you need me
Quinn smiled as she watched the retreating figure until she could no longer see raven hair.
It was crazy. They hadn't exchanged numbers; only mere first names. Yet Quinn didn't hesitate for a second to believe the Latina's words. "I'll see you soon."
Not "I'll see you around", not "I'll keep an eye out for you." For some reason, Quinn trusted the promise as though it had come from a lifelong friend. She would be seeing her again. She would be seeing her soon.
Quinn turned to see her friends dancing in a semi-circle. She strode towards them with a private smile and pulled two arms in the direction of the bar.
"Come on! SHOTS! I'm buying!"
Brittany's eyes widened with excitement as she raced to walk in step with Quinn. "Ooooh! What are we having?"
"My new favourite.." Quinn glanced mischievously at the tall blonde before addressing the tender. "5 shots of Patron; don't hold the lime and salt."
It was the following Wednesday and Quinn was soaking the sun up; poolside as Rachel and Brittany roamed the pool. Well, Brittany was swimming; Rachel was dangling her legs in from the side.
"So Q," Brittany waited for a grunt of confirmation before continuing. "you know I've got dance later" Brittany glanced at Rachel who nodded her head in encouragement. "and well, I thought maybe you wanted to come with?"
Quinn scrunched her brow into the towel beneath her as she wondered why Brittany would want her to come. "Thanks for inviting me Britt but you know me; dancing isn't really my forte."
Brittany pouted as she realised the task might be harder than she'd anticipated. "Yeah but I think you'll like this class. Plus," Brittany smirked at Rachel before finishing her sentence. "I'm sure you'll love the teacher.."
Quinn's head snapped up as she shot a glare at Brittany. "Oh Britt you're hilarious! Let's try and seduce an amazing dancer by showing her just how shit I am at just that!" With a huff; Quinn laid her head back on the towel.
Rachel grinned at Brittany as she wiggled her eyebrows. "Seduce, ey?"
"Shut up Rachel." Quinn didn't even move as she shot down the line of enquiry. "Look, she told me we'd see each other; I believe her and I'm sure she didn't mean it as in teacher and student. She'll make it happen."
Rachel kicked her legs in the water as she turned her head to Quinn. "You're very sure; considering you barely know her."
Quinn folded her arms in front of her and leant her chin on top. "I guess sometimes you just" Quinn shrugged a shoulder as a smile graced her lips. "know."
From: Puckerman
Sent at: Thurs 2:50AM
Free house tonight.
Starts at 8 finishes when u pass out.
Bring as much liquor and sexy women u can handle ;)
Txt me if u don't know my address.
Puck
Quinn woke to the message at 10 o clock that morning; after a late night 3way with Britt and Rachel. Again, mind out of the gutter please! Three way phone call!
They'd spent hours discussing how to spend their last summer together in Lima with the conversation ending at 1AM; without any decisions being made other than to party. A lot.
After a minute's consideration; Quinn put a face to the name. Puck! That was who dragged Santana out of the club! She didn't know him well and couldn't say she wanted to know him better but one thing was for sure; he knew how to throw a good party.
Quinn forwarded a text to Rachel and Brittany; telling them to meet her at her house for 8:30. Dropping her phone on the night stand, Quinn leant back on her pillows as she wondered if tonight would be the night she saw Santana again.
Quinn had received instant confirmation from both friends and spent the rest of the morning pondering what to wear as she emptied her entire closet onto her bed.
She didn't want to seem too dressed up but then there was a fine line between dressing nicely and being underdressed. Why couldn't house parties have a dress code?
After selecting five possible outfits; Quinn returned her wardrobe to its rightful place. Forcing herself to watch a film; Quinn went downstairs, knowing if she stayed in her room she'd only re-choose her outfit choices time and again.
A couple of movies and a microwave meal later, Quinn was restless and headed back to her room. Despite it only being 6:15; she grabbed her towel and jumped in the shower. With time on her side, she enjoyed a coursing hot shower for a good 30 minutes before finally wrapping up in a towel. Chuckling as she remembered a tweet she'd seen the day before, 'Showers are a great place to spend 18 minutes thinking about life and 2 minutes showering'; she'd just done exactly that except with a little more spent washing.
Upon returning to her room; Quinn surveyed her various bra and pantie sets; designating them to her various clothing options.
Still unsure of what to wear, Quinn dialled Rachel on loud speaker as she lathered moisturizer over her freshly shaven legs.
"Hey Quinn, you okay?"
"Hey, yeah umm what are you wearing tonight?" Quinn screwed the cap back onto the bottle and placed it on her dresser.
"Oh, I don't know. Probably skinny jeans and a nice top or something."
"Hm." Quinn turned to face her bed; covered in clothes as her chest tightened with anxiousness. "I don't know what to wear! A dress? A skirt? Skinny jeans? Leggings? There's just too much to choose from!" Quinn threw her arms in the air as she let out a frustrated sigh.
"Whoa! Quinn, it's just a house party! Half the guys will come in what they wore all day!"
Quinn fiddled with the edge of her towel as she took the phone off speaker; bringing it to her ear. "I know, it's just; I wanna get it right. You know? I mean.." Quinn took a breath as she thought about how to word her next sentence.
"Am I missing something? Are you trying to impress someone?"
Quinn chewed her bottom lip as she thought of what to say. "Not exactly?"
"Q What kind of answer is that?! Come on, tell aunty Rach!"
Rolling her eyes, Quinn couldn't help the smile that crept on her face. "I told you it's creepy when you call yourself that."
"Deflecting!"
Quinn chuckled before revealing her true thought process. "Well, the guy who's house were going to-"
Rachel interrupted before Quinn had barely begun. "-PUCK?! That's who you're trying to impress?! After everything that happe-"
"Rach! Jeez you jump to conclusions easily!" Quinn rolled her eyes for the second time in under a minute.
"Sorry."
"So, yes; Puck. It's his house and he was the one at the club the other night.. The guy that left with Santana.." Quinn sat on the little corner of the bed that was untouched.
"OH! So you're thinking she might be there tonight?"
Annnnnnnd the penny drops.
"Exactly. So.. What do you think I should wear?"
Quinn could practically hear Rachel grinning through the phone. "Honey you stay right there. This calls for some major girl time! I'm calling Britt; we'll be there in 20!"
Rachel hung up before she even had a chance to laugh at the girl's enthusiasm.
Quinn stood and walked towards her noticeboard; full of photos of her and her friends throughout high school. She smiled as her fingertips traced her favourite photo.
It was her, Rach and Britt. It had been taken last summer; after a long day by the pool. Brittany was bright red with sunburn; pouting as Rachel wiped a thick layer of sun screen down her nose. Quinn was clutching her stomach with laughter in the background as she yelled how 'It was a bit too late for that!'
It had always been the three of them and she knew they'd always be there for her; just as she would be for them.
They'd always joked around about how they were a family; that they were all each other needed. And right now; Quinn wondered what she'd ever do without them.
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*UPDATE*
Just a little clarification. In all honesty I wrote my summary after only the prologue and didn't really know what to put so with regards to Quinn's 'double life' -this is how it is;
To her parents she's daddy's little girl -perfection
To the world she's a rebellious teenager
To those who truely know her she's somewhere inbetween -Yes she uses fake IDs amongst other things but she is also well aware of her future and not to jeapordise Yale etc. We are getting to know her through her interactions with friends and Santana; thus we are getting to know the REAL her. We will see glimpses of her other sides too :)
Hope that helps xx