A/N: What?! Two updates in ONE night? Oh my god. Unbelievable! haha, I just thought I owed you guys a little something, something. I hope you guys like this. I had a lot of fun writing it. I'm a bit of an angst lover, I guess. I like it when people are happy and fluffy too, but I have a slight preference for angst, and for someone to solve it. lol I suppose im being a realist in a way. Nothing is always fluffy. Nothing! Mwuahahahaha!...ok, so, moving on...I hope you enjoy this :):)
I do not own anything other then my own fictional characters! Wish I did though!
ONE WEEK LATER
Now if you asked me, I would say that the last week has been okay. Not fantastic but simply okay. I apologized to Judy and...Ron. They both told me that it was no big deal. However, I am still wary around Ron. I don't trust him, eventhough he seems like a freakin' angel from heaven. Especially with Quinn and Judy. He treats them like gold.
Quinn and I have spent a lot of the week together and i'm honestly unsure of how she actually feels about me. I mean, when we are alone, she's affectionate, charming, and lovey dovey. However, when we are in school, she seems to be slightly detached. We still hang out and laugh and joke about things, but she won't hold my hand. She won't hug me without tensing up. Kisses are also way out of the question and although I try to overcome it, it still hurts me. I won't let her see it, but it actually makes break inside. It feels as though Streis is taking her actions to heart.
The worst of it is when I see some of the stupid jocks hit on her relentlessly. I get so angry and have to force myself not to react. She is technically not my girlfriend yet. Technically. I just haven't found the right moment to ask her. However, it's pretty obvious that that's where we're heading. Right? I mean, to see these guys actively seek her out and talk with her, let alone make her laugh. It boils my blood. I have asked her about it. You know what she said to me? 'Oh Rach, they're just boys. They don't mean anything.' Hmm, it may not mean a damn thing to her, but it means something to me. It just goes to show that maybe she isn't ready for this...and that kills me. I love her with everything that I am, and although I know that it's not a choice for me not to love her, I still want to see her happy. Even if she is breaking my heart by keeping us a secret.
Her lack of public displays isn't the only thing that has been going on. Recently i've been talking to this Gabrielle one. The cheerleader that hit on me awhile ago. She's interesting and certainly doesn't hide her flirting while out in the hallway. In fact, she goes an extra step and makes sure to touch me in anyway possible. Of course, her touch barely affects me, but it's something. Quinn tells me that she's just using me and although she is probably right, I know it ruffles her feathers. She won't tell me that she's jealous, but I know she is. This in turn, has caused some pretty heated make out sessions. Ones that I practically have to rip myself away from in order to stop myself from fully claiming her. Fuck this sucks.
Plus, to top everything off, Noah has been avoiding me. I know that he is upset about my feelings towards Quinn, but he knew from the start that I liked her. He knew that I had feelings for her and he acted like it didn't bother him. I mean, I thought it was obvious that I love her? How could he of not known? It breaks my heart to know that he is hurting right now, but there isn't anything I can do. However, I do know that I have to fix this, and quick. I won't let go of his friendship. I refuse to.
FRIDAY/MCKINLEY HALLS
I'm at my locker, grabbing my math book when I feel a slender arm run down my back, eliciting a slight shiver. Now, I know that this isn't Quinn. Her touch sends a heat through me that burns my insides. This touch, however, is still a familiar one. One that i've had to deal with the past week. I pull out the book, shut my locker, and pull out my water bottle from my bag while turning to face the familiar cheerleader. Gabrielle is smiling brightly.
"Hi Rachel." She says, and I could almost hear the purr in her voice. I sigh internally. How long was she gonna keep this up?
"Good morning, Gabrielle." I reply, leaning back against my locker. "How are you?"
"Better now that i've seen you." She says, her seducing smirk, as I call it, appears on her face. I smile, half heartedly. I really hope Quinn comes to meet me this morning. I would even settle for Santana interupting right now. I watch as Gabrielle's hand tucks a strand of loose hair behind my ear and I can't help the jump in my stomach. "So, when are you going to accompany me to my house to help with my Spanish homework?" She asks and although it might sound innocent, I can reassure you that it is not.
"Uh...maybe sometime next week." I say, causing her smile to fall slightly. "I have this Glee camping trip this weekend." I finish and her smal plasters back onto her face.
"Oh! I didnt' know you guys were going camping." She says, leaning foward slightly and running a hand up and down my arm. I internally roll my eyes. Here we go again. I sigh and take a sip of my water from my water bottle. "I love camping. You know, bonfires, eating marshmellows, " She pauses, her voice dropping seductively, "...skinny dipping." Unfortunately this particular phrase causes me to spray the water from my mouth, fortunately not in Gabrielle's face, considering that would be rude. Gabrielle chuckles and then gets into my personal space. Like...personal space. I take a deep breath.
"Gabrielle..."
"Look, I know that you're interested in Quinn." She says, quietly and my eyes quickly lift to hers. They seem sad for a moment before they turn understanding. "But you realize that she is never going to come out of the closet in school." She says, and my previous doubts about Quinn slightly rise. "She's too scared. She's worried about how her reputation will be ruined. About how people will judge and make homophobic slurs towards her. She's seen how it happened to you, to me, hell even to Santana and Brittany at one point." Gabrielle explains, backing up slightly to get a better look at me. "She may not say it directly to you, but she doesn't want to end up like that. She hates the looks, and the inevitable talks. She cares." She continues on. Her voice then takes a much softer and sincere tone. "I'm not, Rachel. I could care less about what people say, just as Brittany and Santana. You don't care either, and that says a lot about your character. You may not want me, but you could really treat a girl right in this school. You deserve to be showed off and treated right, not be kept in a dark corner until someone wants to play with you." Gabrielle stops talking and backs up. "Just think about it, huh?" She finishes, sending me a small smile and walking towards the gym.
"What was that about?" I hear from beside me and turn to see the blonde that is currently and always on my mind. She looks jealous but tries not to show it. It makes my hopes lift a little bit. Maybe she doesn't care about what people think. I smile, stepping closer to her.
"Nothing, just the usual." I reply, smiling and leaning in for our customary hug in the mornings. She tenses, but only briefly before relaxing, which makes me smile even more. "Have lunch with me today?" I ask and she nods, returning my smile. I reach for her hand and grab onto it, giving her fingers a squeeze. She returns it and I can feel my heart start to jump in my chest.
"I have to go to practice." She says, reluctantly and I nod, not wanting to part from her. "See you later?" I nod. My hope it at its highest limit now. I reach up and run a hand along her jaw before leaning up to meet her lips with mine. However, what I don't expect to happen is when she pulls herself away from me. "I...uh...i'll see you at lunch, Rach." She says, nervously, as she lets go of my hands just as a couple of jocks pass us. My hearts hurts and my hopes become dashed. Maybe she did care.
LUNCHTIME/MCKINLEY CAFETERIA
By lunchtime, i'm in a sour mood. I'm angry at myself and i'm angry at Quinn. I'm just...angry at everything. I slam my locker door shut, violently. I then proceed to lean my head against it, breathing deeply and trying to calm my inner wolf.
"Bad day?" I look up and then sigh.
"Something like that." I reply, lifting my head and turning around so that I can now lean against my locker. "Noah..."
"No, let me talk." He says, sighing loudly. He looks around and motions for me to follow him, which I do. He leads me into an empty classroom. He shuts the door behind me. I sigh and take a seat on top of a desk, my eyes never leaving his.
"So..." I start off, hoping that he will say that he isn't mad at me. I can't have him mad at me. I just can't.
"Why?" He asks, turning around to face me. My face contorts into confusion.
"Why do I love her?" I ask, tilting my head to the side, hoping that it would help me understand him better. He sighs and then nods. "Noah, you know that I don't exactly have a choice in loving her." I answer him and hop off the desk.
"But why do you love her? What makes you love her?" He asks me and I look at him curiously for a moment. I let out a chuckle.
"I love her because she makes my world stop, Noah." I say and then it's his turn to look confused. "She opened herself up to me and let me see the real her. The real Quinn Fabray. What I see..." I pause, licking my lips as a smile appears on my face. "..what I see is the most generous, smart, charming, and incredible woman that you could ever meet. She hides behind this mask, " I say, walking over to stand in front of him, "...but once you break it down...once you see what's behind this mask...you will never be the same." I sigh and walk back over the desk, hopping on it once more. "She makes me feel like I am the only person in the world and yet I can't help but feel insecure to be around a goddess like her. I feel as though i'm not worthy. As though she is the treasure that i've searched for my whole life." I say, pausing to take a deep breath. "That is how I love her." I finish and I look straight into my best friend's eyes.
Noah stares at me and I know that he is trying to find out whether or not I am telling the truth. After a moment he sighs and hops up onto the desk next to mine. He looks ahead and I feel bad at his look of despair.
"I knew you did. I guess...I kinda always knew." He says, and I snap my eyes up to him. I didn't get it.
"What do you mean?"
"You weren't exactly subtle when it came to Quinn, R." He says, and then chuckles. "You looked at her when you thought no one was looking. " He says, then smiles. "Though now, you openly stare at her." I blush slightly. Oops. "I just always thought that...I don't know."
"You really do love her." I say, my voice holding sympathy. He looks up at me but doesn't answer. It breaks my heart to know that I have no choice but to be in love with the same girl that my best friend loves.
"But I love you more." He says, looking into my eyes. "If she makes you happy, then that is all I could ask for." He says, smiling softly. I feel those pesky feelings behind my eyelids again, and I take a deep breath.
"Thank you." I reply, leaning in to hug my old friend. He smiles and embraces me. We squeeze eachother tightly. When we break apart I give him a smile which he sees right through. I mean, of course he would.
"So what's with the bad day thing earlier?" He asks, nudging me playfully in the shoulder as we swing our legs back and forth. I sigh.
"Nothing." I answer and turn to look at him, hoping to convinc- ya ok, no convincing him. He scoffs and I growl quietly. "Quinn and I may be having a slight issue." He raises his eyebrows and then wiggles them. I roll my eyes and hit him in the arm. "Perv."
"Ow! You freakin' she-hulk! When the hell did you get so strong?" He questions, half joking, half serious. He rubs his arm and stares at me incredulously. I chuckle and flex my muscles.
"Why, just look at these guns, baby!" I say, trying to do an impression of him. He scoffs.
"That is not near good enough to be thought of as me." He states, quirking an eyebrow. I laugh. "So really, what's the issue, Jewbabe?"
"She's hesitant to be 'out' to the school, I guess." I say, shrugging my shoulders and looking down at my feet as they swing.
"Hmm and you aren't cool with hiding." He states, knowing my answer. I look up at him and nod.
"I mean, if she wants to keep the PDA and crap to a minimum, then fine. I can do that." I say, rubbing the back of my neck. "But it's like she's...avoiding me in school. Like she doesn't want to be seen holding hands with the school's very own loser dyke." I say and Noah frowns.
"Hey!" He hisses and I look up at him. "Don't call yourself that! Ever!" He growls and I just stare at him. "You are not a loser, you are a smokin' hot jew with a smokin' hot bod!" I roll my eyes at his explanation. "That likes other smokin hot girls with smokin' hot bods!" He finishes and smiles almost as if he's proud of himself.
I laugh and shake my head before leaning towards him and engulfing him into another hug. I really do love this guy. I don't know what I would do without him actually. Hopefully i'll never have to find out. When we pull away, he hops off the desk and holds his hands out for me to take.
"What do you say we head to the cafeteria?" He questions as I grab onto his hands, allowing him to pull me off the desk. "I'm freakin' starving!" I let out a laugh.
"Sure, i'm actually a little hungry myself." I say and we both exit the room and the head for the cafeteria.
CAFETERIA
When we arrive we can easily spot the Glee club all sitting at a table. It's nice to know that everyone can sit together and not get ridiculed for it. My eyes roam over my beautiful blonde and a smile makes its way to my face.
"God...so sappy." Noah whispers and I smack him, causing him to laugh.
"I am NOT sappy." I growl playfully, while rolling my eyes. I open my mouth to say something badass when a familiar girl steps into my view. My eyes roam across the familiar cheerleading uniform up to her gorgeous brown eyes and blood red hair. Although beautiul, she was no Quinn.
"Hi Rachel." She greets, a smirk on her face. Noah looks between the both of us and holds up his hands.
"Ok, i'll let you two talk." He says, walking away but not before wiggling his eyebrows at me from behind her. I sigh.
"Hey Gabrielle." I reply, trying not to look at her...assets. I really am rather horny. I try not to be, but after looking at Quinn all day, my body is always raring to go.
"Did you think about what I said this morning?" She asks, and I spare a glance over at the Glee table to see that pretty much everyone has their eyes on us. Including Quinn. Great. Just fuckin' great. I focus my gaze back on her and I nod.
"Ya. I did." I say, taking a breath. Her hand touches my arm and I clear my throat. Uh oh. One of two things are about to happen. One, Gabrielle gets a beatdown, or two, I do. "I...ummm...I understand what you were saying..." I pause, trying not to think of her fingers trailing up and down my arm. "...a-and I know that it is potentially right..." I suck in a breath as my horniness was starting to get the better of me. Fuck you horomones! "...but I still love her. I will always love her." I finish and stare right into the red head's eyes. She stops her motions and stares at me.
"Oh." She says, softly and I nod. She sighs and then smirks. "Maybe this will change your mind." She says, and my eyes look to hers in confusion. "Cause she certainly wouldn't do this." She answers and grabs my face and leans in, crushing my lips to hers. Fuck.
Now normally, I would have enjoyed this kiss. I mean, her tongue immediately went into my mouth. Straight to the point. No pun intended. Her hands were soft against my skin and her body was rubbing against mine. Plus, I could hear the gasps of disbelief from around us. It made me feel powerful. However, I am so in love with Quinn that her kiss didn't really do a damn thing for me, emotional wise. And I need that. So without another thought, I rip my lips from hers as an angry scowl makes its way across my face.
"What the fuck?" I growl, glaring at the red head in front of me. She seems to be amazed and shocked. However, she sends me a wink which has me wondering. "Why would you do that?" I question, trying not to be too loud.
Before I even have a chance to hear her answer I see an angry blonde stalk up to us, a latina and her girlfriend in tow. Oh god, i'm in trouble. She looks pissed. Like animalistic rage pissed.
"AVERY!" Quinn yells, and my body starts heating up with desire. Oh fuck, her words. They're so sexy. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" She growls, shoving Gabrielle away from me.
Gabrielle looks slightly scared for a moment before a smirk erupts on her face. Oh girl, what on earth do you think you're doing?! Look scared! She won't kick your ass as hard if you look scared! I look between the two girls and then look around at the large audience we have right now. I'm kind of curious on what Quinn is going to say to her in front of everyone. I mean, technically, we're dating. Kind of. Not officially. But still.
"Just doing what you don't have the guts to do, Fabray." She hisses and I close my eyes. This definitley wasn't gonna be good. I look over at Quinn who is glaring at Gabrielle with so much hate, that her face was actually a little bit red. She looks so cute. I just wanna cuddle with her and kiss her nose...wow...I am a sap.
"I don't know what the fuck you are talking about, " Quinn whispers, harshly, while getting into Gabrielle's face. "...but you better back off and leave her alone." She finishes and the hairs on the back of my neck rise a little bit. I'm getting shivers just at hearing her voice. My eyes widen a bit when Gabrielle steps into her face. Uh oh.
"You know exactly what i'm talking about. You can't go public with your relationship, and Rachel needs someone that can and will. You aren't her." Gabrielle spits out, her tone dangerous. "You care too much about what everyone thinks of you."
Quinn suddenly backs off and looks at the redhead with shock. It's almost as if someone has just slapped her in the face. My eyes shift to Santana's and she looks to be in shock as well.
"Do something about this!" I growl through our mental link. Santana's eyes shoot to mine and she frowns.
"YOU do something about this! I'm not getting involved, even if Avery deserves to be thrown into a dumpster." I glare at her.
"If I get involved and try to break it up, Quinn will never kiss me again. She won't EVER kiss you, so do something." I hiss, looking pointedly between the two girls. Quinn has recovered and is now glaring at Gabrielle again. I hear Santana sigh and then roll her eyes.
"Alright Uma Thurman and Lucy Liu, let's not recreate a scene from Kill Bill, ok?" Santana says, stepping up and in between the girls. She turns to Quinn. "Retract the claws, bottle blonde." Quinn fumes when Gabrielle snickers. Santana growls and turns to Gabrielle. "And you," She points a finger and this time, Gabrielle does look frightened. "Sorry to say that you are gonna be late to your other job tonight, considering you will be doing suicides till you die."
"I-I don't have another job." Gabrielle says, and this is where I know Santana's final smackdown comment is coming. Santana smirks. Wait for it...
"Oh, so you don't consider hooking on the streets a job now? Figures, I didn't think you were getting paid much anyways." She says, the smirk never leaving her face. Boo ya! In yo face!
Quinn snickers at this and hell, I even hear people in the audience laughing. I let a smile creep up on my face but try to hide it. Gabrielle turns beat red and I swear steam should be coming from her ears. She scoffs and turns to me, leaning in a little too close.
"You won't ever get what you want, you know? If she can't admit it to herself, how is she gonna admit to everyone else?" She whispers, harshly, before turning and stomping off. I frown at her words and although I don't want to think about them, I can't help but let them creep into my brain. I want to be public. I want everyone to know that I love her and that she's mine. Won't she want the same?
"Are you ok, Rachie?" I look up at Brittany's words. I see that all three cheerleaders are staring at me, all with different expressions. I clear my throat.
"Yeah, B." I answer, looking at Quinn who looks concerned yet won't come near me. Maybe Gabrielle was right. I could have some of Quinn, but maybe I wouldn't be able to have all of her. Maybe I wouldn't get to love her the way that I thought I was meant to. I suddenly get a painful jolt in my chest and I have to grab at the spot where my heart lays. It hurts. "I-I have to go." I say, turning around and run out of the cafeteria. I mean, run. My legs burn, as do my lungs but the pain in my heart starts to dull.
It doesn't take me long to exit out of the school. I run through the parking lot, towards the bleachers. When I reach there, I climb up to the very top and lean back against the chained fence, letting out a large breath. I was starting to doubt her feelings for me. I didn't want to, but what choice did I have, when Gabrielle's words were floating around in my head?
I don't know how long I sit here, but by the time my eyes readjust themselves, I see that it's actually nighttime. It's dark out. I blink a couple of times and can't believe how long i've stayed here for. I pull my phone out of my pocket and my eyes widen when I see that it is 9 at night and I have a billion text messages and missed calls. I've been sitting here for like 9 hours? How is that even possible? I blink a couple of more times and look around at the field. It was so quiet out here. So peaceful.
"You're a hard person to track down." I hear, causing me to whip my head around. "Well, for most people who aren't me, that is." I sigh and hold up my hands.
"Ya, well here I am." I say, huffing out a breath. The person sits down beside me and stays silent for a moment. "Is...uh.."
"Quinn's fine. Pissed and worried, but fine."
"Look, Santana, if you came here to..."
"Whoa...hold up. I'm not here to bust you for bolting this afternoon. I just wanna know if you're alright." She says, and I can here the sincerity in her voice, which is rare . I sigh.
"I don't know. I just...kinda realized something this afternoon, and it really sucked." I say, staring out at the football field again.
"Is this about what slut mcslutterson said?" Santana asks, and I chuckle quietly at the nickname.
"No." I say, and when I hear a snort, I sigh once agian. "Ok, a little." I turn to face the Latina. "I thought that when her and I started to...be together that we would actually be together, you know? I didn't think that it only meant behind closed doors." I say, with a bitter tone. "It bothers me because I want to show the world that Quinn is mine, yet she doesn't want the same."
"Did you ask her if she did?" She asks, and I quirk an eyebrow.
"Santana, she will barely touch me in public. Let alone at school. It hurts and I have to stop bottling it up, otherwise my anger will take over and..." I trail off, not needing to finish the sentence. She nods.
"You should probably actually talk to Quinn about this, mija." Santana says and for a moment, the nickname throws me. She doesn't usually use the nickname but I suppose that she must kinda get how i'm feeling. "She might surprise you."
"I love her, Santana." I state, sighing. "I just want her to love me too." I say quietly, trying to hold back the tears that are starting to gather in my eyes. Santana must sense my state of distress, because for the first time since I found out about her being a wolf, she puts an arm around my neck and pulls me into a side hug, causing me to lean my head on her shoulder.
"She loves you. I know it." Santana says, and I, for once, hope she is right.
NEXT MORNING/MCKINLEY HALLS
So far, all morning, I have managed to avoid Quinn. I don't know how, exactly, but I did. I also managed to avoid Gabrielle who has tried to approach me today. However, it was now merely ten minutes before lunch and I knew that I was gonna have to see Quinn. I have to talk to her. I know that. But does that mean that I want to talk to her about my feelings? Nope.
"Hey Rachie!" I hear from behind me. I smile when I see one of my favorite blondes approach me.
"Hey, B." I say, smiling genuinely at the blonde. "Hows Lord T?" I ask, hoping that she can cheer me up.
"He's reading my diary again. He says that I need to learn how to speel better because apparently I spelt his name wrong." She says, shaking her head. I chuckle.
"Did you yell at him for making fun of you?"
"He was making fun of me?" She asks, confused. I laugh, and hug the blonde, who returns my hug tightly. "Anyways, come on. San told me that you had to come to the courtyard, right now." I quirk my eyebrows. What the hell would the Latina want me in the courtyard for?
"Why?"
"You'll see." Brittany says with a mysterious glint in her eye. I am actually a little scared right now. Oh god.
COURTYARD
When we go outside to the courtyard, everything seems normal. People are milling about, laughing and joking with eachother. I look around for my beautiful blonde, but I don't see her. I don't see Santana either. What is going on? I turn to Brittany to ask her, but suddenly, there's music.
Oh, oh.
Yeah, yeah,
Ooh, ooh.
I look around and see that my girl, or the girl I want to be my girl, is singing. Her beautiful voice is singing a song. One i've never heard before. She's walking out into the middle of where all the tables are, and she has Santana and...Brittany with her, as well as all pretty much all the Glee girls with her. You can be the peanut butter to my jelly
You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly
You can be the captain and I can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I'll feel on our first date
I chuckle at this ridiculous song. Its lyrics are funny but the incredibly smokey voice singing them, makes my legs weak and my stomach curl. Quinn smiles at me and continues walking around the tables. By now, everyone is entranced with her words. They must be wondering who she's singing too. You can be the hero and I can be your side kick
You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split
You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'
Or you can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'
I smile at her as she, along with the other girls, who are harmonizing, makes their way to stand in front of me. I look into her eyes as she smiles at me while singing.
Don't know if I could ever be
Without you cause girl you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
You can hear slight gasps in the room, as Quinn smiles at me, taking my hand and leadine me over to a table close by. She makes me sit down and turns to wink at Santana, who smirks at me. I let out a happy sigh. I can't believe this is happening right now. Cause i'm the apple to your pie (pie)
I'm the straw to your berry (berry)
I laugh at hearing that phrase. She smirks at me and looks around the courtyard at all the surprised faces.
I'm the smoke to your high (high) Cause you're the one for me (for me)
And I'm the one you'll want to marry (marry)
And I'm the one for you (for you)
You take the both of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
God...I think i'm actually swooning. I think I may even have a tear in the corner of my eye. This song is cheesy as hell, yet I can't help but wanna cry because she is singing it to me. We're the perfect two You can be the prince and I can be your princess You can be the vodka and I can be the chaser
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
You can be the sweet tooth I can be the dentist
You can be the shoes and I can be the laces
You can be the heart that I spill on the pages
You can be the pencil and I can be the paper
You can be as cold as the winter weather
But I don't care as long as we're together
Don't know if I could ever be Cause i'm the apple to your pie (pie)
Without you cause girl you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
I'm the straw to your berry (berry)
I'm the smoke to your high (high)
And I'm the one you'll want to marry (marry)
By now, Quinn is kneeling in front of me, holding my hands and staring into my eyes, singing. I smile at her and I know that my eyes are watery as shit. Cause you're the one for me (for me) We're the perfect two You know that I'll never doubt ya We're the perfect two
And I'm the one for you (for you)
You take the both of us (of us)
And we're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
And you know that I think about ya
And you know I can't live without ya
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
When the song finishes, Quinn is still kneeling on the ground, staring into my eyes. I choke back a sob and smile. The courtyard is silent for a moment and before I can hear anything, Quinn leans in and pulls our lips together. Ok...crushing our lips together would be a better phrase. Her kisses are...so fuckin' hot. But this...doing this in front of everyone...it makes me wild. I slip a hand through her hair and bite softly on her lips. She loves that.
Then, like nothing i've heard before, most of the courtyard bursts into applause. There are some catcalls and whistles but most people are...applauding. I kind of can't believe it.
Quinn pulls away from my lips for a moment, making me pout. She smiles brightly and kisses me on the lips, chastely. Then, when she realizes everyone is applauding, a blush makes its way to her cheeks turning them as red as her uniform. I chuckle.
"Come with me." I say, standing up and taking her hand. Yep. I just took her hand, and she didn't flinch. I smile and take her away from all the catcalls and the clapping. I don't leave, however, before sending a wink and mouthed, 'thank you' to my two friends. I had a girl to kiss and it was kind of thanks to them. In a way.
I know...you want to see some more lovin...but you must wait. I'm working on a lot of stuff right now, but I decided that you guys needed these updated! I am in love with so many stories on this site and I know that I am dying for updates from them, therefore I felt as though I had let some of you down by not doing it as much so...here ya go :)
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Tasty, aren't they? Hehehe, until next time folks!