Two weeks have passed since Quinn spent the night at my house. Sectionals for Glee have happened (we won), I got a slushie in my face for the first time, and Quinn spent the night one more time.
I would say that those two weeks were great, but they weren't. Quinn went on a date with Sam.
I should have known that I didn't have a chance with her. I shouldn't have allowed myself to have feelings for her, but I did, and my God, I regret it.
So now I find myself moping in Glee, watching Sam and Quinn smile at each other, while Rachel sings some dumb song. I look up and find Kurt staring at me with puppy dog eyes, like he knows why I'm upset. I give him a fake smile to say, "I'm fine," and then look away.
Rachel finishes her song, and then sits next to Finn. Mr. Schue gets up and says, "Nice job, Rachel," he says. "Okay, guys, Regionals is in a month and a half, and we need songs. The theme is inspiration."
"So," Kurt says, standing up, "do you have any song ideas."
"No, but I'm sure Rachel does," I chuckle as Rachel walks over.
"As a matter of fact, I do!" she says. "I was thinking of 'Here's To Us' by Halestorm- without the swears, of course."
"That's a nice song," Quinn smiles, walking over with Sam. "Sam and I are going to Breadstix for a little while, do any of you want to come?"
Kurt and Rachel say, "Sure," but I say, "No," causing Quinn to pout. "I'm doing some work for my landlord in a bit."
"Just come for a few minutes," Kurt says.
"No, I'll go some other time."
I walk out of the room and out to my car. I really do have work, just not for another hour or so.
(*)
Two missed calls.
I groan and look at the clock.
12:32 a.m.
Quinn calling.
I stare at my phone for another few seconds and then answer it. "Hello?" I sigh.
"Hi," Quinn says. "Did I wake you? I totally did, didn't I?" She sounds nervous.
"Yeah. What's up?"
To be honest, I'm not super surprised that she called me. I've been avoiding her for the past week, and I'm 100% sure she's noticed.
"I, um, well... I'm kind of stuck at the mall."
"Why?"
"Sam and I were hanging out, and then we started arguing, and then he left... Can you come pick me up? Please?"
"I... I have to work in, like, four hours, and isn't the mall forty minutes away from where I live?"
"Yeah, but... Please? I didn't know who else to call, and... and-"
I sigh, sitting up, "I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Thank you," she says, and then hangs up.
I grab my keys and walk out, not even caring that I'm still in my pajamas.
Thirty minutes later (I sped) I pull up next to the curb by Quinn. She gets in, looking distressed. "I'm sorry," she whispers.
"It's okay."
I pull out of the mall and drive her home. As she gets out, she says, "Thank you."
I nod and little and then drive off when she gets inside her house.
AN: Sorry for that crappy chapter and the long break!