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Quinn was drying her hair with a towel, while Sam tried to dry his shirt with a towel, hopelessly.
"Quinn, this is hopeless. I'll have to go home wet!" Sam sighed and suddenly thought of all the questions his mom would ask him, and he really didn't want to explain how he got wet.
Quinn twisted her mouth, thoughtful. "I still have some clothes my father left here." She didn't ask him if he wanted some, just went to her mother's room and searched in some boxes for an outfit that fitted Sam. She came back to the bathroom where Sam was at, and handed him a pair of jeans and a white shirt. "Here, I think it fits. Why don't you go to my room and try it on?"
Sam smiled and nodded. "Thanks!"
Quinn shook her head and gave him a small smile. "No problem." She said going into her room with him.
Sam stopped in the middle of the room and raised an eyebrow at her. "Do you want me to strip for you or something like that?" He said, ironic.
Quinn's eyes went wide, and she laughed nervously. "No, silly. I need to change too..."
Sam got closer to her. "So we are changing clothes together?"
Quinn shook her head and pushed him aside, taking in her arms, a gray t-shirt and pink lose pants. Sam was still laughing from her surprised face for what he had said. When she got to her bedroom's door, she stared at Sam. "You are such a pervert." She said seriously and then left to change in the guests bathroom.
Sam finished changing and then looked at Quinn's bedroom mirror. Yeah, it doesn't look bad. He thought. Quinn knocked and asked if she could come in. "Yeah, I'm done." Sam answered still looking in the mirror. Quinn stopped right behind him, with her hands on her waist, analyzing Sam's image on the mirror. "What is your verdict?" He smiled.
Quinn raised her brows and nodded. "I approve." They both laughed.
It was already 11pm and Sam and Quinn were sitting by her couch, watching a series marathon on TV. Sometimes they were caught staring at each other, and then looked down again. Suddenly, the tv screen went black and the lights were flashing when everything was dark. Sam heard Quinn scream.
"Shhh. The storm out there has probably caused a blackout." Sam said holding her cold hand.
"Yeah but I'll have to sleep by myself in this house with no light." She said widening her eyes and staring at him.
"But you always sleep with your lights off." Sam giggled.
Quinn gave him a killer look. "You know what I meant."
Sam rolled his eyes and smiled. "Do you have some candles? A flashlight or something like that?"
She nodded her head but then she remembered he couldn't see her. "Yeah, I'll go get it."
Sam held her hand when she got up, asking her to wait.
"How are you going to find it if you don't see anything?" He said raising an eyebrow in the dark.
Quinn thought for a moment and smiled. "Where's your phone?"
Sam handed it to her and she turned it on. "Here's my flashlight." She blinked and released their hands. Sam watched Quinn leave with his phone to the kitchen, where he supposed the flashlights were kept.
Quinn held his phone up while looking in the kitchen drawer for a flashlight and when she finally found one, Sam's phone started beeping. She stared at the screen for a couple of seconds and her eyes started to burn, she could feel the tears of rage threatening to fall.
"Sam?" Quinn called.
"Yeah?" Sam yelled back.
"Can you come here for a second?"
When Sam got there, he got scared because the girl had a terrifying look on her face, and the flashlight light only made her even scarier.
"Quinn? Is everything ok?" He asked getting closer to her.
"I don't know. You tell me." She said looking at him and he could see that a tear was falling through her face. She looked at his phone and read out loud. "Hey hottie, I keep thinking of kissing you and making you mine, can you come over?"
Sam was beyond confused. "Quinn, I didn't do anything! Let me see whose message is this from."
She threw the phone at his hands. "It's from Kate."
"Wait, why were you checking my messages?" Sam said.
Quinn laughed cynically. "Don't try to change the subject here, angel. And I wasn't checking your messages, I'm not that pathetic. But I'm pathetic enough to buy your stupid story, saying that you wanted to start over again with me, but you were already with another girl!" Quinn was yelling and Sam was really confused.
Sam put his hands on Quinn's shoulders, who pulled out quickly. "Hey, hey, can I explain?"
"Explain what? The fact that I can't get it right with a guy for once in my life? That when is not me, it's him? That you don't really like me? That I'm not good enough for you?"
Sam was getting pissed off because of her crazy assumptions. "Quinn, stop! Let me speak."
"For what? So you could come up with a very good lie?" She said, finally letting her tears take over her face.
Sam rolled his eyes and pushed her slightly against the wall and locked her there, between his arms.
"You are so difficult." He said almost smiling.
She was still in shock from his unexpected attitude. Sam was never the kind of guy who did things by impulse. She couldn't breathe well, his face was too close to hers and his eyes were taking her breath away. And it was still dark and the flashlight only let them see each other.
He put his finger on her mouth as a sign for her to be quiet.
"Can I speak now?" He whispered and she nodded, her eyes locked up on his. "Quinn, I would never cheat on you. I don't know what we have, but it's something I don't wanna miss. Not again. I've lost you once, I'm not gonna do it again. This Kate girl is an ex girlfriend of mine, from my home town. I don't know why she decided to send me those texts but I really don't care enough to answer." Quinn smiled slightly.
"But Sam..."
"Shut up." He said and pulled her waist in a way their bodies were connected, he touched their lips passionately, not like the first time they've kissed after their new beginning, this time it was more intense, they both felt like they needed it. She held his hair and scratched his neck, making him smile. He kissed her neck while she ran her hand through his abs behind the shirt he was wearing. He put her on the kitchen counter, and stood between her legs.
They were both out of breath when Quinn giggled and touched her forehead on his.
"What were you saying about me not really liking you?" Sam said teasingly and biting her lip.
Quinn laughed. "I don't remember." He smiled and they started another deep, endless, kiss.
Rachel was crying when she parked her car in front of Quinn's house. Her mind was too overwhelmed to notice the blackout that'd affected the whole neighborhood. How could she feel like that? That wasn't right, it just wasn't.
"I can't do this to myself." She hit softly her head on the steering wheel. The rain had already stopped in Quinn's neighborhood, but the power were still out.
Rachel needed to talk to Quinn now. She needed her help at clearing things out, but she found it good that she had gotten there so Quinn wouldn't be alone in the dark. Thank God Quinn's mother wasn't there, because it was already midnight and she wouldn't answer the door by fear of being robbed. Rachel shook her head when thinking of that.
Quinn had given Rachel the key of her house for her to use while Quinn's mom was travelling. Rachel got off the car and ran until Quinn's front door, and while she turned her key on the lock, she thought of how weird was the fact that Quinn hadn't called her, or any of the other girls as she could that only Quinn's car was parked there, asking for company. She wasn't a big fan of staying in the dark before going to sleep. What a chicken.
When she opened the door, she widened her eyes for the image she had in front of her. Quinn and Sam were lying on the big couch, well, Sam was lying on the couch, Quinn was sitting on his belly, kissing his neck.
"Oh my god." Rachel said, paralyzed. Quinn and Sam jumped, startled. Quinn smiled, blushing, while Sam was a really mad at Rachel. "Now I know why you didn't ask me for company, you were already pretty...umh, safe." She giggled.
Quinn gave her an angry look. "What are you doing here? It's really late." Quinn didn't want to sound rude, just change the subject for something besides the fact that Sam and her were in a very compromising position when Rachel had gotten there.
Rachel raised an eyebrow, sending her the look please stop pretending this is the interesting thing here. "I, umh, came here because I needed to have a girl talk, but I can come back tomorrow -" Rachel said already heading to the door and leaving the two alone, when Sam stood up and stopped her.
"No need. I'm leaving already, Quinn's got a nice company now, I was just here to make sure she's safe." Rachel rolled her eyes at Sam's lame excuse for him being there at this hour. "My mom is probably worrying about me." Sam gave Quinn a kiss on her forehead and when he got where Rachel was standing, next to the door, he whispered at her "Thanks Rachel, it's the second time in a row. You should really knock before coming in." And left the girl giggling, and didn't wait for an answer.
Quinn got up quickly and passed through Rachel, and found Sam still on her yard. "Sam!" She yelled, the boy turned his body to face her.
"Yes?"
"Take my car. I don't want you walking alone by yourself at this hour." She threw her car key at him and smiled as he caught it.
"I'm not a harmless little girl, Quinn." He said teasingly.
Quinn rolled her eyes and smiled. "Yes, you are." He giggled.
"But won't you need to use your car tomorrow?"
"No need. Rachel is here, she can drive me everywhere. I'll pick my car tomorrow." She winked at him and he smiled and he opened her car, which was in front of him. "And Sam?" Quinn said, hesitant.
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry..." She looked down and started playing with her fingers. "About the Kate thing."
Sam sighed and took one step closer to Quinn and puller her to him, in a way he had his back against the car and his hands on her waist, as her hands were holding onto his neck. "No, Quinn... I am the one who's supposed to feel sorry for what happened earlier. I should have told you about her before. She's a little out of her mind, and goes to a lot of parties, and drinks a lot, that's one of the reasons I broke up with her." Sam said shaking his head.
Quinn smiled at him. "You know... you can blame me for this. I shouldn't have made such a big deal of all of this, and I should have trusted you, that's a fact."
"You're forgetting about one fact about that fight." He raised an eyebrow and smiled mischievously.
"And what would that be?" She said staring into his eyes and incapable to hide the smile that was stamped on her face.
He touched his forehead on hers. "That if you weren't so stubborn and focused on winning the fight, you wouldn't have let me kiss you like you did. Because you have to admit, you play difficult with me." Quinn laughed and hid her face on his chest.
"I don't play difficult! You are the one who can't contain himself." She said with a grin, and kissed his lips softly.
"Quinn, what's taking you so long?!" They heard Rachel yell from inside the house.
Sam snorted. "Really. She has to stop doing this." Quinn laughed at him and gave him a small kiss before he left in her car.
Sam had left a very dazzled Quinn on the yard. She was practically dancing on the way back to her living room. She closed the door and just stood there, smiling.
"He's totally gotten you, you know." Rachel said taking Quinn away from her trance.
Quinn smiled at her friend and sat next to her in the couch. "C'mon. Tell me what's bothering you."
"Who said there's something bothering me?"
"Because I know you too well. C'mon, c'mon. Spill it out."
Rachel exhaled loudly and then took a deep breath as a tear fell through her face.
Quinn suddenly got extremely worried about her friend. "Hey, hey. What's wrong?" She said taking a string of hair out of her face, and placing it behind her ear.
"I-I... I think I might be falling for Puck."
I know, I know. This wasn't a very long chapter and I'm sorry but I'll update the next one VERY soon. I promise. And yes, I'll explain it in the next chapter why Rachel's feelings for Puck make her sad.
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