10 Times Quinn Fabray Has Hurt Rachel Berry 10
Last chapter! Well, we've made it this far!
Quinn was still in love with Rachel. Little did Quinn know, Rachel also loved her.
Rachel felt tears roll down her cheeks as she sat in the bleachers, watching the Cheerios perform.
"I love her! I need her!" Rachel thought as she watched Santana and Brittany launch Quinn into the air. Her hair flew, she held her arms in a V formation gracefully, and her red and white skirt flew up, revealing her underwear. Rachel gasped, drooling.
"I want Quinn back, but not just as a friend. I need her as a girlfriend," Rachel thought.
The next day, when Rachel was walking down the hallway, she saw Quinn walking with a grape slushie in her hands. She was looking around for someone. Rachel could guess who it was.
Rachel turned around, and walked quickly towards the slushie machine. She got one, and then began walking towards Quinn. When she found Quinn, and the Cheerio's arm bent backwards, Rachel threw the slushie at the taller blond girl.
Quinn gasped, looking down at her sticky arms. She hadn't even gotten Rachel.
The brunette took the drink from Quinn and threw it behind her. Rachel led Quinn to the bathroom, and began to help her to wipe the slushie off. "I don't need your help, Man Hands," Quinn snapped. "Oh! Touchy!" Rachel thought, but she didn't dare say it. She wanted Quinn to begin to like her, not hate her.
"Quinn, I need to talk to you." Quinn turned her pretty, youthful face to Rachel, telling Rachel that she was listening. "I'm… I'm in love with you!" Rachel squeaked.
Quinn's eyebrows flew up. But then, she leaned in and kissed Rachel. She stuck her tongue in the isnger's mouth, wiggling it around.
Little did they realize the Latina Cheerio standing in the doorway, taping them with her phone.
But when Quinn and Rachel were deemed lesbians and Quinn was thrown off the Cheerios, they didn't mind. Well, not that much, anyways. Because they had each other. And that's all that mattered.