Finally the next chap, sorry bout the wait. Also, my other stories should be updated today as well.

-Alice


QUINN

The blonde haired beauty was beyond worried at this point. She hadn't seen Rachel for 3 days. Each day she'd went to the brunettes house, but each time Rachel would either be there-and ignore her, not opening the door-or not be at home at all. It was now verging on the fourth day and Quinn could not take it anymore. The worry she's encased in was near maddening, so she made the short drive to Rachel's house and banged on the smaller girl's front door. "Rachel Barbara Berry, open the damn door now!"

She hadn't expected it to work, so imagine her surprise when the door swung open to reveal a pajama-clad Rachel. "What do you-oomph!"

Quinn had launched herself at Rachel, effectively knocking the air out of her, as she latched her arms around the smaller girl. Not planning on letting go, either. Quinn nuzzled into Rachel's neck, marveling at the warmth radiating from her, and the softness of her skin. "I missed you, Rachel."

In her Rachel induced bliss, Quinn had yet to notice that Rachel had stiffened slightly a shocked look invading her features.

RACHEL

She wasn't sure why Quinn Fabray had arrived at her doorstep at close to 10pm. She'd been getting ready to go to bed when the blonde beauty banged on her door, demanding to be let in. So she'd opened the door and almost instantly found herself wrapped in Quinn's embrace. To say it'd caught her off guard would be and understatement. Quinn had never shown her affection, nor really talked to her, aside from vehement insults and taunts, since freshmen year. And now, she found herself being hugged, and talked to, and comforted by none other than Quinn Fabray. The vast turn around gave Rachel whiplash. She'd never really been associated with Quinn, at all. And now she was here, and she was hugging her and...god, she smelt amazing. For the second time Rachel found her stomach full to the brim with butterflies, because of Quinn. And she had a sinking feeling that maybe, just maybe, she was actually developing a crush on the head cheerio. It confused her so, how could she develop a crush for someone who, as far as she knew, had hated her. Well, she'd thought that Quinn hated her but, seeing as she was in the arms of said girl, she couldn't help but think against it. "Um, Quinn." The cheerio continued to nuzzle her, humming in response. "Why are you here?"

The blonde's reaction to Rachel's question was immediate. Quinn let Rachel go, as if she'd just realized what she was doing, a light blush coloring her cheeks. "Um, sorry. I was just.."

Quinn faltered and stammered, rubbing the back of her neck. Rachel was amused by the sight, and slightly amazed. She'd never seen Quinn, brave, confident head Cheerio, nervous. "I was uh..worried about you Rachel. You haven't been to school lately and..I just.."

Quinn blew out a sigh. "I just really missed you."

Rachel didn't know what to say. Her words failed her so she just stood there, gaping. Her mouth opened and closed as to respond but nothing came out. Her thoughts were jumbled but they all surrounded one thing, Quinn Fabray missed her. Her of all people. She was beyond confused, and the strange feeling she'd had in the pit of her stomach returned occumpanied with a warmth in her chest.

She finally found the words to utter, her eyes still wide in shock. She imagined she looked akin to a fish out of water and resisted the urge to chuckle at herself. "Uh, Quinn, do you know what time it is?"

Quinn glanced at her wristwatch and blushed. Rachel stared in fascination at the blonde's cheeks, she watched the pink spread down Quinn's neck and disappear under her blouse. Rachel found herself smiling softly at the head cheerio, "That's adorable."

With horror at what she'd said, she slapped a hand over her mouth.

QUINN

Quinn couldn't believe what she'd just heard. Rachel called her adorable. She knew not wether to be joyful or miffed. "You think I'm adorable?"

The small singer stammered and blushed lightly. It took everything in Quinn's power not to coo at her. Rachel stumbled over her words a few more times before clearing her throat. "Uh, well, yeah. But, um, it's getting pretty late and-er-there's school tomorrow. So, yeah."

Quinn looked down at her feet, her cheeks heating up with a blush. She looked back up at Rachel and smiled softly, she couldn't help it. "Will I see you tomorrow?"

Rachel nods, "I think so."

Quinn smiles again, wider and brighter than the last. "Okay. See you tomorrow Rachel."

Before Rachel could disappear behind her door, Quinn flits over and gives her a hug. She brings her mouth to the brunettes ear and whispers softly. "Please come tomorrow."

She places a lingering kiss on the small singers cheek and backs away, her lips curled in a soft smile at the look on Rachel's face. She walks backwards to her car, her eyes never leaving Rachel's. When her back finds her passenger door she sends a small wave before getting in the car and driving away, leaving a stunned Rachel.

THREE DAYS LATER

Quinn walked into the girls' locker room, forlorn; she hadn't seen Rachel for close to three days now. The Blonde was on edge and slightly miffed that Rachel hadn't come to school, ignoring her calls even despite what happened at the smaller brunettes house nearly three days before.

With a huff, Quinn began to undress. As she slipped off her cheerio uniform she heard a shower turn on. The blonde was surprised, it was quite early in the morning and she hadn't recalled seeing any students in the locker room with her. Curious, she tiptoed to the showers. "I don't wanna hear you've got a boyfriend. Sometimes you're better off alone."

Quinn froze in her tracks, she knew that voice. She turned the corner to the showers and peeked into them, there standing under a stream of water was Rachel. The love of her life; though the smaller brunette was unaware of her affections. She felt like a creep staring at Rachel in the showers but it was steamy, much to her dismay, so she couldn't really see anything. Quinn continued watching her, or more listening to her, sing. "But if you change your mind, you know where I am. Yeah, if you change your mind, you know where to find me."

A small smile worked it's way into Quinn's features. Rachel was back. And she was singing. In the shower. Naked. Quinn's eyes winded as her thoughts progressed. Rachel Barbara Berry was naked, and wet, mere inches away from her. Quinn was glad she was already undressed because her feet moved without thought, towards the voice, towards Rachel. In the showers. " 'Cause I don't ever wanna be your boyfriend. And never did I think that I.."

Just as the brunette sung the next part, and just as Quinn neared her, Rachel turned around and the steam cleared. Quinn stopped dead in her tracks, eyes wide in horror and awe. Rachel's hands were massaging her hair, and her breasts were on full display. They were everything Quinn imagined, not too big, perky and perfect. Her areola's were pink and glistening from the downpour of shower water, and, despite feeling like a creep, she stared. She stared and stared and could not, for the life of her look away. And she wasn't being a perv. No, she was appreciative of what she saw, Rachel's body was pure art.

"Fabray.."

The voice was fuzzy, and sounded far away, all she was focused on was Rachel's beautiful body. She wanted to see as much of it as she could. While she could.

Smack!

"Fabray!"

Quinn returned to the real word, and her eyes finally moved from Rachel's body. She rubbed the side of her head, a small pout forming. "Ow."

She looked at her abuser and blushed, Rachel was laughing at her. Like full out, belly busting, laughter. "You could've taken a picture, Fabray. That way you coulda stared at me longer."

Quinn, huffed and crossed her arms. "I wasn't staring.."

Rachel's eyebrow arched. "Oh, really? So what were you staring at? The wall?"

Quinn's blush returned ten fold when she realized she was caught, and Rachel smiled. "So you were staring. Why?"

Quinn looked into Rachel's eyes and for once, spoke what was on her mind, instead of holding it in. "You're beautiful."

Rachel's eyes widened for a second before her expression became neutral, unreadable. She stepped closer to Quinn, who immediately backed away into another shower, her back hitting the cold tiled wall. Rachel continued to get closer to Quinn until their noses were mere inches apart.

Hazel eyes met brown ones as Rachel inched even closer, her lips nearly brushing Quinn's, whose breath caught. They just stayed that way, staring at each other, for a while. Quinn's heart was beating wildly against her rib cage, and butterflies assaulted her stomach. She was a mess.

"Why do you keep saying that?"

Quinn blinked in confusion, her thoughts had been skittered with being in close proximity of the girl of her dreams. "Saying what?"

The small singer rolled her eyes, a small smile on her lips. "That I'm beautiful."

Quinn, looked deeper into Rachel's eyes, her own shining with emotion. "Because you are." She decided to be brave and tuck a lock of Rachel's hair behind her ear. Eyes still connected. "So beautiful."

RACHEL

Rachel had come to the conclusion over the past couple days that she liked Quinn, a lot, maybe way more than she should. And she wasn't talking about like, as a friend. She meant like like. Like super crush, like. (Jesus that's a lot of likes) She wasn't so sure that Quinn, liked her back until this moment. Staring into the emotion filled hazel eyes of Lucy Quinn Fabray, she realized the Quinn liked her too, and she had for awhile. How long? She wasn't sure. But that didn't really matter, she liked her.

Her body shuddered in response to Quinn's soft touch. The words she'd just whispered echoing in Rachel's head. She couldn't help herself anymore. Rachel leaned forward and captured Quinn's lips with hers. She wasn't prepared for the oncoming explosions in her head. Quinn's lips were so soft and gentle against hers. Their lips moved in sync and Rachel put her hands on Quinn's hips. She pulled her closer, their hip bones knocking against each other and Quinn moaned. It was the sexiest thing Rachel had ever heard, but she didn't want to do it in the showers. Rachel broke the kiss and lightly bit Quinn's lower lip before backing away from the pinned girl. "Class is about to start."

Rachel toweled off slowly, knowing that Quinn was staring at her, mouth agape in shock. But she didn't acknowledge her, she quickly got dressed and left the locker room, leaving Quinn behind. Rachel couldn't think, her lips were tingling, her lips tasted like Quinn. All she could think about was Quinn. Her lips, her body, her sexy moan. Her mind was a whirlwind of Quinn Fabray. And only as she sat down in her first class, did she realize what she'd done. She kissed Lucy Quinn Fabray, HBIC, head cheerio, the girl whose tormented her since freshman year. And for a second, she regretted the kiss, and the feelings she had towards the blonde. But then she made a realization, Quinn liked her, she liked Quinn, and she didn't really give a single fuck about the past.