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Anyway, I hope you guys are all enjoying the fic so far. Here's Chapter 9! –These chapters just keep getting longer and longer. I get rather carried away when writing, especially when writing fluffy scenes :3 Also, this chapter carries on on straight away from the last chapter, so it's basically a continuation of what happened previously.
Warning: This chapter contains LOTS of fluff, both Faberry and Brittana, 'cause I love it. May cause major fangirling and arm flailing :D
#FaberrittanaFTW.
Back at Santana's house…
"Sanny?"
"Yeah Britt?"
"I'm glad we don't fight like Quinn and Rachel did. I mean, it must be horrible to not be able to hug or kiss the person you love because you've had an argument with them."
Santana continued brushing her hair in front of her mirror, as she nodded and smiled at her girlfriend, who was lounging lazily on the Latina's bed.
"Yeah, me too B. I would hate that."
She continued fixing her dark locks, which had cumulated into a heap on top of her head thanks to the sexy times she had just enjoyed with a certain gorgeous blonde, and continued to listen as Brittany spoke.
"Although, we did have that one big fight last year. About me, and you, and Artie. That was the worst time of my life…" Brittany trailed off, and began fiddling with her sleeve mindlessly as she turned to lie on her side, gazing out of the window.
She became lost in a daydream, so didn't notice Santana slink away from the mirror and slide onto the bed behind her, wrapping her arms securely around the blonde's waist and planting a kiss on her exposed shoulder.
"Yeah, but I don't like to think about that B. That was a bad time for us, we weren't getting along so I didn't get to have any of your cuddles or sweet lady kisses."
"Is that all you wanted me for?" Brittany asked, her voice loud with exaggerated shock. She turned in Santana's arms to face the Latina, who was looking at a giggling Brittany and replied with a "Yes" in as deadpan a voice as she could muster.
Brittany's face dropped, and she began doing that adorable pout that even Santana couldn't resist for too long.
"Aww, you know I'm joking B!" laughed Santana, poking the blue-eyed blonde playfully.
Brittany's face stretched into a wide grin, and she pounced, wrapping her arms and legs around the startled Santana and pulling her on top of her too quickly for her to protest.
"Ooft! Careful Britt!" giggled the tan girl, but her attention was soon grabbed by the pair of sparkling, clear-blue orbs that were trained on her from below.
A small smile formed on plump lips, as blue eyes danced with joy and love.
"Wow. You're so beautiful." whispered Santana in awe.
Brittany blushed endearingly, then squirmed a little so her head was propped up on a pillow and her body was laid out flat, until Santana's legs were stretched out in between her own long legs.
She then brought her hand up to the Latina's face, trailing her fingers lightly over pronounced cheekbones, sultry curved lips, soft tan cheeks.
"No San. You're the beautiful one." murmured Brittany, eliciting a squeal of gratitude from Santana.
The brunette then leaned down, softly pressing her lips onto Brittany's. The blonde whimpered a little, then pulled Santana closer to her, losing herself in the feel of the Latina's lips on hers.
They broke apart a few minutes later, gasping for some much-needed air. Santana then scrunched up her face, as if she was debating something, then spoke in a soft voice.
"You know what Britt? I'm kinda glad all that stuff happened with us last year."
Brittany tilted her head to the side quizzically, as a look of confusion flitted across her face.
"Why San?"
"Because… if none of that had happened, then I never would have realised my true feelings for you. I would never have admitted how I felt, you probably would have got back together with Wheels, and we never would've been together like we are now."
Brittany pondered this for a moment, twirling a strand of Santana's hair around her finger, as the Latina peered down at the blonde as she hovered above her, perched up on her elbows.
"Well then, I guess it's good that we got Quinn and Rachie to talk about their feelings, so they can sort everything out and be happy together too."
Santana smiled at her girlfriend, her heart swelling with love for the girl who always thought about other people and how to help them.
"Yeah. I mean, I know I act like I don't care, but Britt… I'm happy that Quinn's found someone she can be happy with. Even if it is that dwarf with no mute button on her voice box."
"San!" Brittany exclaimed, giggling and gently tapping the Latina on the nose, as if she was scolding a naughty puppy.
"What?" replied Santana, widening her eyes in an attempt to look innocent.
"Oh San. I love you so much." sighed Brittany, leaning down to press a warm kiss to Santana's neck.
The brunette shivered slightly, then laced her hands through Brittany's hair, bringing her face up so they were eye to eye.
"I love you too Britt. With all my heart."
Meanwhile, at Quinn's house…
For a moment, the two girls simply stared at each other, unsure what to say now that they were alone, encased by a loud silence that seemed to suffocate the room. Rachel was the first to break this silence, clearing her throat delicately. Quinn couldn't help the tiny smile that formed when she heard that; she knew Rachel was terrible when it came to being quiet, so the blonde wasn't surprised that the brunette was the first to make a sound.
"S- so…" Rachel stammered nervously.
"So…" nodded Quinn, nibbling her lower lip daintily.
"Quinn…"
"Rachel, listen. I need to apologise for yesterday. The way I acted… that was wrong. And I shouldn't have treated you the way I did. I know I really hurt you, but I hope you'll give me a chance to explain and try to make things better."
The brunette smiled softly, scooting an inch closer to Quinn where she sat at the end of the sofa.
Quinn took a shaky breath, trying to steady the nerves that had begun to wrack her body.
"Sorry. I've never really… done this before." Quinn mumbled apologetically.
"It's okay." Rachel said reassuringly.
"I don't even know how to begin." said Quinn, laughing shakily, her nerves becoming more and more apparent.
"Okay. Well, why don't you start by explaining to me what actually happened yesterday to cause you to be so upset?" Rachel said kindly, reaching over and tenderly taking Quinn's hand in her own.
Quinn inhaled sharply at the sudden contact, but quickly relaxed at the feel of Rachel's familiar touch.
"Okay, I guess I can do that. So, umm, you know I left class to go to the bathroom, then when I came out, Rick was waiting outside. He… he started saying stuff… stuff he shouldn't have been saying."
"What stuff? Quinn, what did he say?" said Rachel insistently.
Quinn bit her lip, worry clouding her hazel eyes.
"He… he said that you… you were a loser. And that I've 'gone down' on the social ladder ever since I started going to Glee club and… hanging out with you. And then he…"
Quinn's face twisted in anger as she remembered the last thing Rick had said to her.
"And then, he called you a… a dork, said Santana has anger management issues, called Britt a dumbass, and said… he said that I'm a cripple."
Quinn's face then crumpled, as she struggled to control the sudden rush of tears that were threatening to spill down her pale cheeks.
"Oh Quinn."
Rachel quickly adjusted her position so she was sitting on her knees, before wrapping her arms comfortingly around Quinn, trying to soothe the sobs that were causing the blonde's shoulders to shake violently.
Quinn then pulled back slightly, keeping her fingers intertwined with Rachel's. She then began to smile, as she remembered what had happened after Rick had insulted her.
"But then… then I got him back."
"What do you mean? Quinn, what did you do?" asked Rachel, her voice edged with curiosity and suspicion.
"I hit him in the face. With my crutch. I smacked him so hard, he fell over."
Quinn then snorted at the image of the fallen hockey player, which soon had Rachel giggling too.
Their laughter then began to die down, but Quinn was soon distracted by the worried look on Rachel's face.
"Rach? What's wrong?"
"That stuff Rick said. About you going down on the social ladder ever since we became friends. Well, it's true, isn't it? I mean, you never experience a Slushie facial until we started hanging out. And now, instead of people moving out of your way to let you pass when you walk down the hallway, they stand there and sneer and laugh at you. And tease you. And mock you. And… I feel like it's all my fault. If none of this had happened, you and me, I mean, then you wouldn't have to deal with any of this. You would have healed, gone back to McKinley, regained your high status and position at the top of the school. But now, you're having to endure this awful treatment, all because of me. I just… I hate the idea that I'm causing you to suffer."
Rachel's voice had become thick with guilt, and she had averted her eyes from Quinn's gaze, instead focusing on the floral pattern of Quinn's mother's cushions.
Quinn didn't know what to say. Partly, she agreed with Rachel; her status had dropped after she rejoined McKinley with Rachel as her new friend. But, she didn't blame the brunette for what had happened to her. And she was horrified that Rachel thought this at all.
"Rachel…"
"No, Quinn, I'm right. And although it hurts me more than you can imagine, I think… I think I have to let you go, at least when we're at school and we're around other people. I just want you to be happy, but you can't be happy with me, because if you keep hanging out with me people will continue to make your life miserable. So, I'll understand if you want to keep our relationship for just when we're not in school, even though I've never felt this way about anyone before, and I've never loved anyone as much as I love you-"
Rachel stopped speaking suddenly, her eyes wide with fear and shock. She dropped her gaze, muttering under her breath, cursing herself furiously.
Quinn, on the other hand, was experiencing feelings of elation, surprise, and pure ecstasy.
"You… you love me?" whispered the blonde, almost afraid that she had just imagined hearing the words leave Rachel's mouth.
Rachel raised her head tentatively, unsure whether the hope she heard in Quinn's voice was real or not.
"Well… yes. I mean… of course I do. Quinn… I've loved you ever since the day we met. I just… I was afraid to tell you, because I didn't know how much you liked me. I didn't want to scare you away by going too fast or saying the wrong thing..."
Quinn could feel her heart racing at each honest word being spoken, and feared that Brittany may have been right with her theory about heart attacks being caused by loving too much.
Meanwhile, Rachel was still rambling, trying desperately to erase her slip-up.
"…But, you know, it's fine if you're not ready to say it back yet, and I understand if you want to act like we aren't friends whenever we're at school, so you can be popular again, I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy, I mean, you deserve it after all you've been through, and…"
"I love you too."
It was barely a whisper; Rachel didn't know if she had imagined hearing those four magical words ghost across Quinn's lips.
"What?"
She was staring at Quinn, her face a conflicted mixture of hope and astonishment.
"I… I love you too. I do. I didn't realise it until now, because it's only now that I have experienced losing you. And… now that I've experienced it once, that has made me realise that I never want to go through anything like that ever again. What I mean is… I never want to lose you again. I want you to be mine, forever. I'm in love with you Rachel."
Rachel merely stared at Quinn, flummoxed and speechless.
"And I don't care what other people think, either." continued the blonde. "I don't care if they think you're a dork, or if they look down on me for being with you. If anything, I should be looking down on them. Because they don't have an amazing, beautiful, talented girlfriend, and I do. And I'm proud to call you my girlfriend too. I… I want them all to know. To know that I'm lucky enough to have someone like you, to call you mine. I want to walk down the hallway with you, hand in hand, and show the world that, no matter what they say to me or do to me, they won't break me. Because I have you."
A single tear trickled down Rachel's cheek at hearing Quinn speak so honestly.
"I… I don't know what to say."
"Well, that's new." chuckled Quinn, tenderly wiping away the stray tear.
Rachel smile a little at the soft gesture, sniffling and trying to gather her thoughts.
"Y'know, I think Santana actually did a good thing for once, helping us out like this." giggled the blonde, encouraging a small snigger from the brunette.
"Who would've thought? I think she actually does have a heart, beneath that terrifying and rather hostile exterior." commented Rachel, enticing another giggle from Quinn.
"Don't tell her I told you this, but I think she actually does like you." said Quinn, a small smile playing on her pink lips. "I mean, I don't blame her. You are simply adorable."
Rachel could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, and knew she was blushing like crazy due to the unexpected compliment.
"Oh, I don't think I've ever seen you blush before! It's-"
"Urgh, I probably look awful."
"Actually, I was going to say that you look wonderful. Like a pink rose in full bloom." Quinn giggled at how corny her comment sounded, but was pleased when Rachel beamed at her and placed a light kiss on the back of her hand.
The two girls sat in silence for a few seconds, just savouring being in each other's company.
Quinn then took a deep breath, and Rachel turned to her expectantly.
"So Rach… I know I messed up, and I don't expect you to forgive me straight away, but I was hoping… do you want to be my girlfriend again?" Quinn asked nervously.
"Quinn. It would make me the happiest girl in the world if I could be with you again. And you know what? I've already forgiven you. Because I know that you didn't intend to hurt me with what you said. And… I love you. Wow, I can't tell you how long I've waited to say that!"
Quinn giggled softly, then replied,
"I love you too. I really do. You make me so happy, Rachel Berry."
"As do you, Quinn Fabray. As do you."
Quinn then leaned in, placing her hand softly on Rachel's thigh to steady herself. The brunette felt her breath hitch in her throat momentarily, then she glanced up and was calmed by the most hypnotising pair of hazel orbs, filled with nothing but love.
Their lips met, beginning a gentle rhythm, flowing against each other like water in a babbling brook tumbling over smooth rocks.
Rachel sighed quietly, as Quinn's soft pink lips tenderly caressed hers. The blonde ran her tongue over the brunette's bottom lip, nibbling it softly, as Rachel brought her hands up to stroke Quinn's waist.
The brunette hummed with pleasure at the warm contact, as Quinn made a noise that was somewhere between a sigh and a growl.
"You are so sexy." Rachel whispered, her voice tainted with arousal.
"Not as sexy as you baby." murmured Quinn, her lust-filled eyes darkening dramatically.
They fell back, Quinn positioning herself on top of Rachel. She continued her assault on the brunette's lips, kissing her hungrily. Rachel kissed her back with just as much eagerness, wrapping her arms around Quinn and stroking toned thighs.
The blonde gasped, feeling Rachel's hands trailing higher and higher.
Their eyes met, and a mutual understanding occurred between them.
Rachel continued her journey, bringing her hands up to cup Quinn's face. She then pulled away, much to Quinn's disappointment, panting slightly.
"You ready babe?" the brunette whispered, her eyes bright with excitement.
"I've never been more ready for anything in my life." Quinn whispered back, before leaning back down and once again kissing Rachel, with more passion and vigour than ever before.
"Hmmm." sighed Rachel happily, lying next to Quinn, with her head on the blonde's chest and her arm wrapped securely around her waist.
"That. Was. Amazing." breathed Quinn, her voice a mixture of awe and exhaustion.
"I personally found the experience to be very enjoyable also." replied Rachel, much to Quinn's amusement.
"I would hope so!" retorted Quinn, laughing at the expression of sheer giddiness that adorned her girlfriend's slightly flushed face.
Rachel then tilted her head up, planting a light kiss on Quinn's lips, then snuggling back into her.
"Quinn, I… I'm glad you shared this with me. All of this. I mean, you could have your choice of anyone you wanted, yet for some reason, you chose me. So thank you, Quinn."
"Rachel, no matter what you think about yourself, you're amazing. And yes, I did choose you. But you were the one who accepted me. You didn't have to do that, especially after how awful I was to you in the past. But you did. You accepted me, with all my flaws, and loved me all the same. So I think I should be the one thanking you."
"I guess… I guess we should both be thankful for each other. I mean, you've given me more love than I've ever had, and you've made me feel so cherished and special…" said Rachel softly.
"And you helped me during the time when I was at my lowest, when I needed support and care. You were there for me, and you never let me down." continued Quinn.
"Well, it seems as though we've both helped each other." smirked Rachel, stroking her fingertips softly across Quinn's collarbone.
The blonde arched up slightly at the touch, letting out a purr of pleasure.
"Hmm, someone's eager." giggled Rachel.
Quinn looked down, meeting Rachel's amused gaze.
She licked her lips slowly and raised one eyebrow suggestively, the action causing Rachel's heartbeat to increase suddenly.
"Time for round two?" she husked, her eyes sparkling hungry with desire.
"Well, my large lung capacity isn't just useful for my singing, you know." whispered Rachel, giving Quinn an exaggerated wink.
The blonde giggled, then was taken by surprise as Rachel suddenly swung her legs over her, straddling her and pinning her to the sofa.
She then stared straight into Quinn's eyes, chocolate brown meeting hazel green, then uttered one last sentence before kissing her passionately…
"Quinn Fabray. I am gonna rock your world."
Yaaay! Happy times are the best :D I love it when people make up in my fics, the world seems like a happier place ^^
Anyhoozel, I hope this chapter was satisfying for you all, I tried to make it as fluffy and lovely as I possibly could (: next chapter will be along ASAP!
-On a side note, I was looking through all my fics the other day, and I noticed that Merry Snixxmas and She Is My Unicorn don't have any reviews :( so get on it and leave me a comment pleasy squeezy! It'll make me happier than Lord Tubbington with a large bowl of hot cheese :D
