Quinn was sleeping when suddenly a hand was on her shoulder, shaking her awake. Her eyes flew open, then she saw Jeff staring at her. She frowned at him.
"I'm tired," Quinn said, rubbing her eyes. Jeff laughed and hugged her to him. They were resting under the stars, sitting on the hood of Jeff's truck. It was his idea of course, and Quinn found it extremely romantic.
He kissed her on the cheek and rubbed her arms. "Are you getting cold yet?"
Quinn shook her head quickly, even though she was a bit cold. She didn't want to tell Jeff that because she knew he'd take her back home. And she didn't want to go home. Not yet, anyway.
"Not with you here," Quinn whispered. He shook his head at her, but he was smiling.
"Good."
Quinn laid on Jeff's chest and closed her eyes once more. She was just resting, but she wondered if she could actually sleep here with Jeff. Maybe, but then again, maybe not. Her mother would be super worried, but she didn't really care for her mother right then.
"We should probably get you home," Jeff said, a hand on Quinn's cheek. She shook her head.
"No," she groaned, clutching onto the fabric of his shirt. He patted her back.
"Yes," Jeff argued. "My baby needs to rest her pretty little eyes for tomorrow so she can see me again." Jeff slid off the hood of his truck and gently pulled Quinn to the passenger side. He aided her like a child.
He opened the door, buckled her seatbelt. Quinn opened her eyes and smiled at him. Jeff smiled back and kissed her forehead before climbing into the driver's seat.
At Quinn's front door, she wouldn't let Jeff go.
"Why can't you stay?" Quinn asked, looking into his eyes. Jeff shook his head and squeezed her hand.
"I want to so badly. You don't know how much I want to stay," Jeff said. "It's just that your parents are home and…" Quinn kissed him.
"Sneak in through my window," Quinn said quietly. Jeff looked skeptical. "Please?"
"For you," Jeff whispered, leaving Quinn at her door. He walked around the back of her house and crawled through her window, where she sat at her bed, waiting for him.
He crawled on top of her, resting on his elbows so he wouldn't hurt her. She giggled and ran her hand through his hair. She'd always wanted to do that ever since she met Jeff. It seemed silly and weird, but it was the truth.
Jeff kissed her neck lightly, then dragged her on top of him. Quinn placed her hands on his chest and kissed Jeff once more.
"Meet me at Dalton?" Jeff asked on the other end. Quinn thought about it, staring at the clock at McKinley.
"Okay, I'll be there in five," she promised.
"I love you," Jeff said in a childish tone. Quinn blushed.
"I love you too. Bye."
Quinn raced down the halls of Dalton, searching for Jeff. He said to meet him here, didn't he?
She bumped against the shoulder of a teenage girl about her age, black hair in a ponytail. Quinn stopped. A girl? At Dalton? But there were no girls at Dalton.
The other girl stopped as well. She slowly turned around to face Quinn. "Fabray?"
Quinn knew that voice. Now, she suddenly knew the ponytail. But why was she here anyway? She was a lesbian. Quinn spun around.
"Santana?" she asked, not believing it. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"No, what the hell are you doing here?" she spat back, hands on her hips. She didn't look it, but Quinn knew she was nervous.
"What are you trying to hide, Santana? It's obvious you're-"
"Santana!" someone exclaimed, footsteps coming from behind Quinn. Unfortunately, she knew that voice too. Santana gaped at the figure behind Quinn.
"Sebastian," Santana breathed. Quinn raised her eyebrows at her. Sebastian passed Quinn, not even acknowledging her and hugged Santana, kissing her on the cheek.
"What the hell is going on here?" Quinn exclaimed. That's when the other set of footsteps came behind her. Sebastian looked past Quinn and narrowed his eyes.
"Jeff," he addressed, looking at him. Quinn closed her eyes as Jeff stood beside her. He took her hand.
"Whoa, hold it!" Santana exclaimed, wriggling out of Sebastian's grasp. She examined Quinn. "Fabray? Warbler? Oh, this just keeps getting better and better."
"What are you talking about?" Jeff asked, glaring at Santana. "Like you two are any better." "We are," Sebastian smirked. Quinn shook her head to clear her mind.
"Stop it. Let's settle this somewhere else. Somewhere private?" Quinn suggested, holding onto Jeff. Sebastian nodded and lead the way to his dorm