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On saturday afternoon I'm being woken up by Santana, Brittany, and Quinn. Santana's the one who does the actual waking though, seeing as she's the only one who pushes me out of my warm bed and onto the cold, hard floor.
"What the hell Satan?" I mumble out with a pout. I sit up slowly while rubbing my eyes, and when my eyes land on Quinn my pout vanishes to be replaced by a huge grin. "Hey sexy. Come here often?" I joke with her, causing her to roll her eyes and laugh. She goes to reply, sporting a grin of her own, but Satan- I mean Santana- interrupts her.
"No. We're hungry so go get your midget ass in the shower and lets go."
"Hey! I'm taller then you!" I exclaim in annoyance as I stand up from the floor.
"Yeah I know but you're short as fuck for a dude. Now move, move, move!" she chants while clapping her hands. I just flip her off before giving Quinn a quick kiss and heading into my bathroom.
When I walk out of my bathroom Santana's once again trying to hack into my laptop while Britt and Quinn are lounging on my bed and channel surfing. I just smirk at Santana's spangish curses as she's denied access. Again. For the umpteenth time.
"Give it up Tiny, you're never getting in it," I say as I walk into my closet.
"Fuck you," she mutters out distractedly and I laugh.
"Baby can you not take forever please? I really am hungry," Quinn calls out from her spot on my bed and I frown.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier and I would've just showered later bonita?" I question in concern. Now that she's pregnant she needs to eat as soon as she becomes hungry, not wait until it's convenient.
"Because it's not like I'm starving Ray, I'm just hungry," she answers soothingly. I guess she picked up on the concern in my voice.
"If you're sure," I say uncertainly as I walk out of my closet in a pair of black sweats and a red long-sleeved v-neck. I throw my leather jacket on, along with my black combat boots, before helping Quinn off my bed and pulling her into a proper hello kiss.
"I am, and hello to you too," she replies breathlessly. I just give her a grin before helping her into her coat and heading downstairs.
"I will never understand your obsession with this place San," I tell her as I pull into the parking lot of Breadstix.
"This place is the bomb bitch," is all she says as she hops out of my truck and heads towards the entrance.
"I guess," I mumble as I follow her after taking Quinn's hand. "How're you feeling?" I ask as we walk into the restaurant. Quinn told me about the morning sickness she's been experiencing and I feel horrible because there's nothing I can do to help her.
"I'm fine at the moment, but whoever made up the term morning sickness is a damn liar. I've been getting it all day, not just in the mornings," she tells me with a pout. I quickly kiss it away and follow the waitress to our table.
"What can I get you today?" the waitress, whos name tag reads Aly, asks looking at me and only me. I groan in my head at the look she's giving me and sneak a peek at Quinn. She's looking at the menu so she hasn't noticed yet. Thank Moses.
"Sweet tea please," I say, subtly shaking my head no when our eyes meet. She just raises her eyebrow challengingly and smirks at me. I groan silently again in frustration and let out a breath when she finally leaves our table.
"Do you know what you're getting?" Quinn asks me as she finally looks up from the menu.
"I do not. Why?" I question.
"Because the shrimp primavera sounds good, but then so does the chicken parmesan," she tells me with a sheepish smile.
"You're right, both of them do sound pretty good. How about you get the shrimp and I'll get the chicken, then we'll share?" I ask, knowing that was what she was wanting.
"That sounds awesome," she tells me with a small smile before pulling me into a kiss as Aly comes back with our drinks and breadsicks.
"Are you ready to order?" she asks after clearing her throat loudly. Quinn pulls away with a smirk before ordering our food, and once she's finished she pulls me into another kiss.
"Ok Q you've claimed your territory, she's gone now," Santana says once Aly leaves.
"So you did see her flirting with me," I say in comprehension.
"Of course I did. I'm Quinn Fabray, I don't miss anything," she tells me with another smirk. I roll my eyes at her as I sit back in the booth and strike up conversation.
"You do know that we can just go to a movie or something tonight right? I mean you won't be able to ride anything and I don't want you to be bored," I say to Quinn as I walk out of my closet dressed the same as earlier, but instead of black sweats I'm wearing gray skinny jeans.
"I know but we promised Britt and the group. Plus I won't be bored cause you'll be with me right?" she asks slyly as I put in my red tongue ring and gauges, and don my gray and red NY snapback.
"Of course babe," I say as we walk out of my room and to my truck.
"I also have a craving for some carny food," she tells me with an excited grin as we head towards Santana's.
As we meet the others in the parking lot to the carnival I feel like I'm surrounded by little kids. Noah and Sam are bouncing up and down in excitement, their eyes locked on the rides, Kurt, Tina, and Brittany are all talking a mile a minute and keep pointing the the direction of the rides, and Santana and Mike are trying to user everyone towards the entrance.
Once we finally make it inside we all head towards the first ride. It looks like a ferris wheel, but as it spins the little compartment you're in flips as well. As everyone waits in line they look at us in question. Well everyone except Santana.
"Are you not riding?" Sam asks in confusion.
"Na Quinn hasn't been feeling to great and we don't want to chance it," I tell them from my spot behind her, arms wrapped tightly around her waist, and head resting on her shoulder.
"Oh ok. Well I hope you're feeling up to riding a few later," he tells us as they get ready to load. Quinn and I just nod our thanks, and once the ride starts with them on it she turns in my arms.
"Why didn't you ride with them?" she asks me after burying her head in my neck to block out the wind.
"Because I'm not leaving you alone," I tell her with a shrug. I kiss the top of her head and we stand there in comfortable silence and wait for our friends.
On their third ride Quinn and I break apart from the group to go and satisfy her food cravings. We end up getting two huge corn dogs, two funnel cakes, two baskets of fry, and two large lemonades. I didn't want her to feel bad by eating all of her food alone so I get everything she gets as well. After I pay for our food we find a table to sit and eat at, and around thirty minutes later our friends finally join us.
"This was an awesome idea," Mike says as he sits beside Quinn. "Are you still feeling bad?"
"Not really, but I don't want to chance getting on any rides," Quinn tells him as I get up to throw our trash away.
"Bummer," Sam mutters before digging into his own corn dog that he just bought. Quinn and I smile at him for a moment before laughing at the look on Kurt's face as he watches his boyfriend eat.
Monday sneaks up on me quickly and I'm in my room panicking about the doctors appointment later today. I'm on my tenth(?) lap of my room when my door opens and Santana and Britt walk in, and I spare them a quick glance, never halting my pacing.
"Quit," Santana orders me as she stands in my way. I just scowl at her, and when she doesn't move I stalk off towards my closet to finally get dressed. "Look, if you're stressing this much about this appointment think of how bad Q is right now. You need to calm the fuck down, so you can calm your girl down. A bunch of stress isn't good for the baby."
This causes me to stop riffling through my shirts like a mad man and take a deep breath. My sister's right, which is kinda scary. Stress isn't good for the baby, and if Quinn sees me freaking out then she's going to freak out even more then she already is. I take another couple of deep breaths before finally pulling on a pair of stonewashed skinny jeans with a hole in the left knee, a yellow long-sleeved dress shirt, and a black vest.
I walk out of my closet and pull on my combat boots before changing my tongue ring to black, my gauges to yellow, throwing on my leather jacket, and styling my hair. Once I'm finally ready I meet Santana and Britt downstairs before heading to the Lima Bean.
"I'm actually excited for you Ray. I can't wait to be an aunt," Britt says as we're waiting for Santana to order our coffee, and hot chocolate for Quinn.
"Yeah?" I question with a small smile.
"Yeah. You and Q are gonna make rockin' parents," she tells me, nodding her head. Santana smiles fondly at her for a moment before stepping up and placing our orders.
"Thanks B, that means a lot," I tell her with complete sincerity.
"San thinks you'll be awesome parents too. She's also really excited to be an aunt, but she won't tell anyone but me that," she whispers into my ear as Santana walks over to us with the drinks. I just smirk and wink at Britt before we grab our coffees and head to school.
"Is that coffee?" Quinn asks excitedly as she sees us walking towards her. I just give her a sad smile and shake my head no. She pouts at me and I lean in to kiss it off.
"Sorry bonita, but no coffee for you," I whisper as I pull away and hand her, her drink. She gives me a defeated, but thankful, smile as she takes it and takes a drink.
"Thank you San," she calls out down the hall where S and B are at their lockers. Santana justs gives her a thumbs up as she continues her conversation with Britt. "Oh! I almost forgot," she says in excitement, while turning to face me again.
"What?" I question with my own excitement. I love seeing her happy, and anytime she's happy or excited I can't but be so as well.
"I finally looked up what bonita meant last night, and oh my god you are so sweet!" She pulls me into a pretty hot kiss once she's done talking, and when she finally breaks it I try and follow her lips for more. I break out of my trance at her giggle and blush slightly. Thank Moses for dark skin.
"Eh...it's not sweet. It's just me stating the obvious," I tell her with a grin, the blush now fading from my cheeks.
"It's still sweet, so thank you," she tells me. She then pulls me into another kiss before we head to my locker and then our first class.
After school I'm almost to Quinn's locker when I see Hudson arguing with my girl from down the hall. She's facing me and her face is red with anger, it's kinda scary. But also insanely sexy. Damn. Anyways I pick up my pace and place my finger over my lips to keep Quinn quiet when she notices me coming up behind the doofus.
"He's using you Quinn," Finn tells her in his 'I'm always right' voice.
"How so Finn? Please tell me how?" Quinn questions in annoyance and with a roll of her eyes. I give her a wtf expression and she smiles slightly.
"Because he's gay! He's using you as a beard," Finn says, throwing up his arms like it's obvious to everyone but Quinn. At hearing his brilliant explanation I raise a brow in disbelief. Well ok then. At my expression and Finn's ridiculous theory Quinn bursts into laughter. "Why are you laughing?" he whines out.
"Cause you're an idiot Grawp," I finally say as I walk around him to Quinn. I pull her into my arms and settle behind her before kissing her cheek.
"Fuck you," he spits out at me with a glare. I just raise another brow and smirk.
"Why are you so obsessed with my girlfriend Hudson? Why not just move on like any non-idiot would do?" I question with curiosity.
"Because you took her from me! She was mine," he semi-yells.
"Excuse me? Rayden didn't take me from anyone. I'm my own person, not a piece of property," Quinn growls out and Finn takes a step back at her expression.
I hear him mutter, "Scary Quinn," before speaking louder. "I didn't mean it that way. I meant that we were together and happy before he came along and ruined it."
"No, we weren't happy together. We were using eachother for popularity. Why can't you just let me be happy Finn? Why are you constantly trying to get me back when the only reason you liked me in the first place was my looks and my popularity?" Quinn questions. Her body's tense so I begin to rub soothing circles on her stomach to try and calm her down.
"That's the only reason Berry's with you!" he shouts in annoyance, and he's also flustered, probably at being caught. I freeze at his insinuations and try and step away from Quinn, but she grabs my arms firmly to keep me in place.
"How dare you?" I growl out. I'm fucking beyond pissed now and either he needs to leave or we do, otherwise I'm going to kill this fool. "You're a fucking moron if you think that I need Quinn for popularity like you do. I don't want to be popular. I want to be me, and if I'm popular for that then so be it. If I'm not, then once again, so be it. I'm not a pussy that has to hide behind a girl for protection, I protect the girl, whether they need it or not. Also I don't care about Quinn's looks, I care about her personality. Looks aren't the only thing that matter Hudson."
"What a crock of shit," Finn says and once again I try to get out of Quinn's hold. Once again she doesn't let me, going as far as crossing her arms to make me hold her even tighter.
"Leave Finn. Glee's fixing to start and you don't want to disappoint Mr. Shue by being late do you?" Quinn tells him. He looks torn for a few seconds before glaring at us and finally leaving.
"Off to the doctor then?" I ask with fake enthusiasm. Quinn just sighs and nods, taking my hand and leading the way to the parking lot.
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