Quinn and Rachel were walking on a random street in New York on a breezy Sunday afternoon. Rachel had just wrapped her latest play out and was taking a couple of weeks off before starting her next project. They were holding hands, as it was usual lately, never letting go for more than 5 minutes. Suddenly, Rachel released Quinn's hand and ran to a bar; the blonde followed her wondering what new idea had come to Rachel's mind.
"What's up Rae?"
"Look, they are playing pool, I always wanted to learn."
"First thing you have to learn is that they are not playing pool, that's called billiards, look there are no holes in the table. Come on, I will teach you."
"You know how to play?"
"I used to date this graduate student in Paris, she was living at a dorm and every time I was going there her roommate would take me to the games room and teach me how to play billiards and pool and the rules and the logic behind them. It was really hard for me to break up with the girl because I loved to hang out with the roommate." Said Quinn entering the bar.
She asked for a table and started to teach Rachel how to chalk the cue and the objective of the game. In order to teach the brunette how to hold the cue, Quinn positioned herself behind Rachel, showing her with her own body how to bend, Rachel shuddered at the contact.
They spent a couple of hours playing, Rachel asking more times than necessary for Quinn to teach her how to stand around the table and Quinn each time coming closer and closer to Rachel. Quinn was holding Rachel from behind when she finally made her cue ball to touch the other two, Rachel turned around excited and Quinn quickly hugged her. The hug lasted longer than normal and even when it ended, they didn't let go of each other completely, Rachel had her hands around Quinn's neck and the blonde was holding the brunette's waist. Rachel was staring at Quinn's lips; she licked her own lips and started to close the distance between them. Quinn gave a step back.
"I think is getting late, we are gonna be surrounded by drunkards if we don't move."
Quinn started to collect the balls while Rachel was still frozen in her spot.
"You never told me how you realize you were gay."
"I can give the short version now but if you want to get the long one you will have to cook me dinner first."
"I think that's a fair trade."
They went to Rachel's, Quinn opened a bottle of wine while Rachel cooked and they talked about how Rachel's game had improved during the day and Rachel's plans now that the play was over. After dinner they moved to the sofa with the remnants of the bottle and stayed in a comfortable silence until Rachel piped up.
"We should set a lesson schedule."
"For billiards lessons?"
"Yes, that way we will keep practicing and maybe one day I will be able to win you."
"OK, but you are paying for the beers."
"Deal but only until I beat you. Are you ready to give me the story of your gay discovery?"
"I was at Yale; there was this red hair girl, Allison, extremely beautiful, super smart in one of my classes. I did whatever I could to make her my friend, I would go to any party I knew she would be going, I joined any club she was in…"
"Stalker much?"
"Yes, that's it; I was stalking her all the time. At that time I was just thinking I wanted to be like her and I needed to be around to check her behaviour more. One night at one of those parties, she kissed me, I asked her for her boyfriend and she told me she broke up with him because of me, I kissed her harder."
"Wow!"
"I don't know what I was thinking. Next thing I knew, we were in my room and we had sex in there. When I woke up, she wasn't around; I spent the whole day thinking what I was doing, you know the "I'm not gay, I'm straight" thing?"
"I can imagine, what happened to the girl?"
"She was calling me all day long, I was avoiding her calls because I didn't know what to say to her, come on, she broke with her boyfriend for me, I had to have answers whenever I talked to her. Finally, I realised that yes I had a crush on her. So, I bought her flowers and went to her dorm, she was in there with her boyfriend, turned out, she was calling me to tell me not to say a word about us to anyone."
"What a bitch! Sorry."
"No, that's it, she was a bitch."
"And what happened then?"
"I ran to my dorm crying. Fortunately, it was right before a break so two days later I was going back to Lima, but I spent those two days crying in bed."
"I'm so sorry Quinn. Why you didn't look for any of us?"
"I wanted to figure things out by myself. When I arrived in Lima I checked all our yearbooks, pictures, letters, I wanted to know if there was any tip if I was gay, bisexual or just straight with a one-night stand. I was looking for a signal."
"Did you find it?"
"I don't know if it's a good idea to talk about this."
"Come on Quinn. You are my best friend, I'm sorry I was not there for you at that time, but I'm here now. You can tell me everything."
"Well, I read my diary; it turned out there was this girl I might have been as obsessed with as I was with Allison. Just that instead of following her everywhere I used to be a bitch to her."
"Oh my goodness. I can't imagine HBIC Quinn Fabray having a crush on a girl in high school. Did someone notice it?"
"No, but I knew I still had a crush on her so I just decided to tell her during Mr. Schue's wedding."
"I knew it! I knew it had to be Santana. That's why you were so adamant about keeping her video… Oh! But she went back to Brittany, I'm so sorry Quinn."
"What? No, I kept that video because it's hilarious. My one-night stand with San was because she was lonely and I was broken hearted."
"Don't tell me, the girl said no to you. Who would say no to you?"
"She didn't say no, I didn't even speak to her. But, she spent the night with Finn and I just knew there was nothing I could do."
"What? But Finn spent the night with… Oh!"
Ten minutes had passed without any of them uttering a word. Quinn decided she had made the things weird enough that Rachel would never speak to her again, so she just started to stand up when a hand grabbed her arm.
"I used to have a crush on you as well."
"What?"
"During high school, that's why I was always around you. In the process of trying to get closer to you, I fell in love with Finn, but it the back of my mind I was always wondering what you were doing, with who, if you would like something I saw or how your lips would taste."
"What?"
"Yes, I know. Creep much."
"Why did you never told me?"
"Really Quinn? I didn't like to get slushied as much as the jocks would like to believe."
"But, when we became friends?"
"I thought you couldn't been straighter and by the time I found out about Santana and you, you told me about your job offer in Paris, so it was kind of useless to say anything."
"Wow! So we had a mutual crush and we never acted on it. Way to go, Berry! Let's drink for that."
They opened a new bottle and talked about all those lost moments all those years back.
"Oh god, is 3 am already, I think is time for me to go home. I have an important meeting tomorrow morning."
"Let me walk you to the door."
They got up, hugged quickly and started walking to the door.
"Would you do something for 15-year old Rachel?"
"Sure."
"Would you kiss me?"
Quinn lifted her left eyebrow and smirked. She came closer to Rachel, removed some invisible hair from her face, dragging her thumb across her lips and kissed her slowly. Quinn pulled away just to ask.
"Are you happy 15-year old Rachel?"
"Yes." Rachel replied with her eyes still closed.
"Would you do something for 16-year old Quinn?"
Now it was Rachel's turn to smirk. She did not reply the question; she just went for Quinn's lips. After several kisses by the door, Rachel grabbed Quinn's hand and started walking to her bedroom.
"Stay?" Rachel asked.
"Thought you were never gonna ask."
They spent the night kissing and spooning and making plans about their future together.
