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It's now friday, the day of my epic party, and I'm sitting in glee and waiting for my turn to perform. I'm singing to Quinn, again, and can't wait for Mercedes to finish her song. Don't ask me what it is cause I couldn't tell you even if I wanted to, which you know I don't cause I don't care.
"That was amazing Mercedes, thank you," Mr. Shue says as Mercedes walks back over to her seat next to Kurt. "Now who's next?"
"Me!" I exclaim excitedly, raising my hand in the air for emphasis. He nods to me with a smile and Finn glares at me as I pass him and Quinn. I just smirk at him and internally laugh at the red and black cast covering his hand. Serves the bastard right for trying to hit me. I remember telling Noah and Santana the real reason why Grawp had a cast on his arm and not the made up version of him kicking some guys ass. They didn't know whether to be pissed off or amused. It was pretty hilarious.
"Ok so this is to someone I'm trying to win over, you know who you are," I say with a charming smile at Quinn, causing her to blush and look down. Finn looks like he's going to say something but me playing the opening of the song on my guitar stops him. For now anyway.
I'd love to know just what you're thinkin'
Every little river, runnin' through your mind
You give and you take
You come and you go
You leave me here wonderin' if I'll ever know
How much you care or how much you don't
Whatever you need, whatever you want
If you're gonna be somebody's heartbreak
If you're gonna be somebody's mistake
If you're gonna be somebody's first time,
Somebody's last time, baby be mine
If you're lookin' to be somebody's 'just friends',
A little laughin', little lovin', never callin' again, that's just fine
If you're gonna be somebody's heartbreak
Be mine, yeah
Oh, be mine
I guess that all I'm tryin' to tell ya
Is a minute with you is better than two without
Oh, I won't be a fool but I can't play it cool
So I'm playin' safe and I'm breakin' the rules
I'm wishin' I had what I know that you got
So if you're comin' my way then please don't stop
If you're gonna be somebody's heartbreak
If you're gonna be somebody's mistake
If you're gonna be somebody's first time,
Somebody's last time, baby be mine
If you're lookin' to be somebody's 'just friends',
A little laughin', little lovin', never callin' again, that's just fine
If you're gonna be somebody's heartbreak
Be mine
Oh, woah
If you're gonna be somebody's heartbreak
Or somebody's mistake
Somebody's first time, or their last time, baby be mine
If you're lookin' to be somebody's 'just friends',
A little laughin', little lovin', never callin' again, that's just fine
If you're gonna be somebody's heartbreak
Be mine (If you're gonna be somebody's heartbreak)
Be mine (If you're gonna be somebody's mistake)
Oh, I'll take my chances
If you're gonna be someone's heartbreak
If you're gonna be someone's mistake
Somebody's first time, somebody's last time
Be mine
Oh, be mine
Be mine
Baby, baby, baby, be mine, all mine
If you're gonna break someone's heart, yeah
Might as well, might as well be mine
I never take my eyes off of Quinn the entire song, just like when I sang to her on tuesday, and just like tuesday she only broke eye contact to look down and blush during some parts, a huge grin on her face the entire time. Once I'm done I take a semi-dramatic bow, and head back to my seat after everyone's done clapping. Mr. Shue goes to speak but Noah beats him to it.
"What's up with you and Hunter Hayes bro? I mean you sang Storm Warning on tuesday and now Somebody's Heartbreak today."
"I just like him as an artist and I think his songs get my point across," I answer with a shrug. I look over to Quinn, again, to see her watching me with Finn vibrating in anger beside her. I smile at her and wink before getting lost in my own thoughts as Mr. Shue makes a speech before dismissing us.
"Why is it that everytime I come into your room you're in the closet? Are you trying to tell me something Ray?" I hear Santana ask. I simply roll my eyes and smirk, even though she can't see.
"Sorry Santi, I'm just as into girls as you are."
"Damn so you're pretty straight then, huh?" she asks in mock seriousness but I can still hear the laughter in her voice.
"As straight as a rainbow," I joke in my best gay voice. This causes her to laugh loudly and I finally come out of the closet, literally not figuratively, dressed in dark gray skinny jeans with a shirt in my hand. "Oh hey Britt-Britt," I greet her when I see her smirking and eyeing me from my bed.
"Hey Ray," she says back, not taking her eyes off of my naked torso. I know I have a great body but it's always nice to see other people appreciating my hard work.
"Ay dios mio! Your hair!" Santana exclaims in shock after finally calming down and really looking at me. I just smile at her before going into my bathroom to style it. I went with Noah and got it cut after glee before getting the alcohol for tonight, while Britt and Santi went to get the groceries.
"You like?" I call out as I admire the finished product. It's significantly shorter in the back and on the sides, while the top is styled into a shortish bedhead look.
"It looks hot," Britt calls back.
"Are you putting a shitload of gel in your hair? Cause if you are I may have to beat you," Santana asks instead of answering.
"No Santi, you should know I wouldn't use that shit. It's a type of all natural wax, and you only use a little bit of it," I reply back as I walk out of the bathroom.
"Good. Oh and yeah I like it, it suits you better then your bieber look that's for damn sure."
"Hell no! I had that style way before he even thought about becoming famous," I exclaim, muscle shirt only half-way over my head. I finish pulling it all of the way on before glaring at my snickering sister.
"Aww Ray-Ray, you're not a Belieber?" Britt manages to ask inbetween her own snickers. I simply flip them both off and continue to get ready, pulling on my black long-sleeved button up and rolling the sleeves up, leaving it unbuttoned. I change out my tongue ring to a black one, my gauges to gray tunnels, then I put on my black and white checked seat-belt belt before I slide on my black, gray, and white Nike high tops.
"You ready for this?" I ask them both as I hear the doorbell ring.
"Hellz to the yeah! Lets do this bitches!" Santana shouts at the same time as Brittany shouts an excited "Yeah!"
The party's well underway when Noah suggests the gleeks all head down to my basement for some party games. After gathering everyone downstairs we're all sitting in a circle, me unfortunately opposite Quinn cause Finn's an ass, and getting ready to play never have I ever.
"Alright bitches the Puckster's gonna start us off. You know the rules, you drink when you've done something, and if you get called out for lying you have to chug your cup and do five shots. Now-"
"Just hurry the fuck up Puckerman!" Santana growls from my left. I see Puck visibly gulp before nodding his head quickly and starting.
"Um...never have I ever fucked three girls at once," Puck says, smirking at me as he takes a drink. I glare at him before following suite, hearing some cheers from the guys. I swear I hear a growl from opposite me, and when I look over at Quinn I see jealousy and anger swirling in her eyes. I'm excited to see the jealousy, but also partially worried about how Quinn might actually react to this information.
"My turn!" Britt squeals excitedly. "Never have I ever slept with a girl!"
Puck, Santana, Me, Mike, Artie, and Sam all take a drink before Santana grins wickedly and says, "Never have I ever had early arrival problems." I snicker at her question and outright laugh when I see Grawp take a drink. He's also the only one that does so.
"Shut the fuck up Berry!" he yells.
"Ohh last naming me. So scared Grawp. Since it's my turn now, never have I ever broken my hand punching a locker while trying to hit someone," I sneer out. He stares at me defiantly and keeps his drink where it is.
"Alright Hudson chug," Puck demands. Finn stares at him for a moment before glaring at me and chugging his drink. Puck then sets a shot full of vodka in front of him and refills it four more times before it's Mike's turn.
"Um...never have I ever kissed a guy," he says. Sam, Kurt, Me, Noah, Quinn, Tina, Mercedes, Britt, and Santi all drink and everyone but Noah, Britt, and Santana look at me weird.
"What? It was a dare, and I'm comfortable enough with my own sexuality that I'm not afraid of things like that," I tell them with a shrug.
"And Puck?" Artie questions curiously.
"Same. I know I'm straight so there's no need to try and prove it," he answers with a small grin and a shrug. The game continues like this for a little over an hour, in which I get more strange and awed looks, before we all decide to head back up to the main party.
I'm in my room after avoiding a bunch of girls, Cheerios mostly, trying to get me to hook up with them, and damn did it kill me to do that, for a couple of hours. I'm lying back on my bed, deep in thought, when suddenly my door burst open and Quinn's standing in my doorway. She looks relieved but it's really hard to tell with only the hall light illuminating her from behind. I sit up slowly and turn on my lamp beside my bed as she shuts my door and stands awkwardly in front of it.
"You can sit down you know, I'm not going to jump you even though I'm drunk and I like you," I tell her, clumsily patting the space beside me. She smiles slightly before crossing the room and sitting down beside me.
"You need to stop making me like you," she slurs out after a few moments of silence.
"Excuse me?" I question in confusion.
"I can't like you, so stop whatever spell you're putting my under," she says. I just stare at her for a solid minute before I smile like an idiot.
"You like me?" I ask, voice a little higher pitched then I would like, but I'll just pass it off as the alcohol.
"No," I frown at her answer. "I mean yes. But I'm-I'm not supposed to like you," she explains, but this just confuses me more.
"Huh?" I ask, voicing my confusion. She sighs in frustration before locking eyes with me and trying again.
"My dad's an ass," she begins with a slur and I chuckle at her use of a curseword, yeah I know I'm not six, but I'm drunk so sue me. She rolls her eyes but smiles at me before continuing, smile sliding off of her beautiful face. "He doesn't like your-your dads, so I can't assoc-associ- hang out with you, and if I were to date you he'd probably kick me out."
"Oh," I say dejectedly, finally understanding, before something inspirational comes to me and begin to talk eagerly, my words slurring together. "But you're Quinn fucking Fabray, Head Cheerio, HBIC, and one third of the Unholy Trinity. You're amazing at manipulating things to go your way and you can get whatever, and whoever you want. If you really want me then I know you can make it happen," I finish, almost pleading as I stare into her angel eyes.
"You know what? You're right. I am Quinn fucking Fabray," she tells me before pulling me into a kiss. It's sloppy and kind of awkward because of our positions but it's still the best first kiss I've ever had. And trust me I've had a lot. A lot. I quickly break away and fix our positions, Quinn lying on her back at the head of my bed and me hovering over her, before sealing our mouths back together and swiping my tongue across her upper lip. She immediately opens her mouth and once our tongues meet for the first time we both moan.
She grabs a fistful of my hair, which I'm kinda starting to regret getting cut since there was more to hold onto, and my left hip and pulls me flush against her. We both moan at the contact before I break away from the kiss and start trailing kissed down her jaw to her neck. She tilts her head to the side to give me more room and I begin to suck gently on her pulse point before biting it and moving on, much to her displeasure. I move down to her collarbone and give her a dark hickey where I know her uniform and any shirts that aren't v-necks will cover up. I then hit a sensitive spot right behind her left ear, causing her to arch up with a mewl that I want to hear her make again, pushing her center into my already throbbing erection, and causing us both to groan loudly. I'm glad the music is deafening downstairs.
Quinn starts to rock her center up against my erection as I continue to explore her neck and mouth, and of course I rock back. She gently tries to push me off and I sit up immediately, thinking I've done something wrong or went to far.
"Are you alright? Did I do something wrong?" I pant out quickly.
"No I promise," she tells me, biting her lip oh so sexily and making me want to suck it into my mouth and bite it, eyes locked onto my bulge that's definitely noticeable through my jeans. She looks like she's contemplating something before she peels off my muscle shirt, I ditched my other one before this little session started, followed by her own and her bra. She looks embarrassed for a moment as I stare at her incredible body in awe, before getting impatient and pulling me back on top of her to continue where we left off. As soon as our mouths are connected again I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and bite down, before sucking on it and moving on.
I explore the upper half of her body slowly. Carefully. In complete amazement that something this perfect exists and showing her the attention she deserves. I feel her cup me through my jeans and can't help that my hips immediately cant into her hand. She starts rubbing me slowly and I drop my forehead onto her collarbone for a moment, but my head shoots up quickly as I feel her trying to undo my jeans.
"Wait," I say gently, stopping her hands. She looks worried and nervous and I kiss her sweetly, trying to wipe the look off of her face. Sadly, it doesn't work.
"Do you not want me?" she questions insecurely.
"Oh no baby of course I do. I really really really do. But are you sure you want your first time to be with me? I don't want you to feel like you have to," I try and reassure her. I'm not sure how I'm stopping myself from not taking her right here and now but I'm managing. Go me. It's cause I'm awesome.
"Please?" she asks quietly before trying again to undo my jeans. I don't stop her this time.
So...? Was it good? Bad? Eh? Also sorry for the lack of actual smut, but I don't want this fic to be taken down =( The song that was sung was "Somebody's Heartbreak" by Hunter Hayes, and the song mentioned was "Storm Warning" also by Hunter Hayes. Please review and leave your suggestions, thoughts, or both. I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading! = )