Title: We're Singing the Same Song (Even If the Lyrics Aren't the Same) - Part Twenty-One
Author: slacker_d
Crossover: glee/Pitch Perfect
Pairing/Characters: eventual Rachel/Quinn, Beca/Chloe
Summary: Beca Mitchell is falling for Chloe Beale, while her roommate Quinn Fabray seems to be in love with Rachel Berry. Will they ever tell them how they feel?
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Word Count: ~2,320
Spoilers: Pitch Perfect and general glee spoilers
A/N: Song is Whole Wide World by Wreckless Eric
Part Twenty-One
Rachel has decided to break up with Mike. While still causal, it's beginning to feel like they're moving towards serious and since Rachel still can't get Quinn out of her head, it feels unfair to Mike to continue things.
She decides to tell him in his room that way, she can make a quick escape. It goes better than Rachel expected. She's her usual straight forward self and she'd like to think that Mike appreciates it, but she can't be sure. Just because he appreciated it while they were dating, doesn't mean he appreciates it when they're breaking up.
When she leaves, she tells Mike she still wants to be friends, but completely understands if he doesn't feel the same way. He just nods and she can't help but apologize one more time before quietly shutting the door.
Even though it was the right thing to do, Rachel still feels somewhat low. She decides to text Chloe.
…
"Rachel broke up with Mike."
Beca looks up the mix she's working on. Chloe's reading a text, from Rachel apparently.
"Okay."
"This would be the perfect opportunity for Quinn," Chloe continues. "To actually admit how she feels."
"Probably," Beca agrees. "But you might be waiting a long time for that."
"Maybe you need to give her another push."
"I already told her that Rachel was dating Mike and Matt," Beca replies, looking embarrassed.
Chloe laughs. "I can't believe you really thought that."
"Hey, they were totally all in bed together," Beca protests.
"Serves you right for just walking into the room, anyway," Chloe replies.
"Matt always said it was no big deal," Beca says. "That's why they don't lock the door."
"Uh huh," Chloe smirks. "Well I can't wait to see Rach's face when you tell her what you thought."
"What? Why would I do that?"
"Because she's on her way over and that will definitely cheer her up."
Beca groans.
…
Rachel's stretched out on Quinn's bed. The three of them are pretty sure the blonde won't mind, but Rachel still can't make herself relax. At least not until Chloe makes Beca tell Rachel the reason why she's been acting so weird around her lately. Rachel figured it had something to do with Quinn, but Beca's admission takes her by surprise and she laughs so hard she almost falls off Quinn's bed.
"You could have just asked," Rachel manages once she's stopped laughing.
"That sounds awkward," Beca retorts.
"Aca-awkward even," Chloe adds.
Beca rolls her eyes, but smiles at Chloe.
"And I suppose you told Quinn," Rachel ventures.
Beca nods.
"Why?"
Beca shrugs. "She needs the push, right?"
"She does," Chloe agrees.
"You guys pushed me," Beca continues. "And I think it turned out all right."
"Just all right?" Chloe smirks.
"Eh, pretty decent then."
"Decent?"
Recognizing the twinkle in Chloe's eye, Rachel watches in amusement as the red head knocks Beca's headphones off her head and pulls her onto the bed. Chloe then precedes to tickle her demanding that Beca retract her statement.
"Never!" Beca declares.
"It worked out aca-awesome," Chloe tells her. "Say it!"
"I never surrender!"
Chloe now has Beca pinned on the bed as she straddles her. She bends down as if she's going to kiss her, but stops inches from her lips. "So just all right, huh? You sure about that?"
"What if, it's, uh," Beca gulps. "The best thing that ever happened to me?"
Chloe grins. "Good answer."
Rachel's glad she'd already grabbed a book off Quinn's desk as she avoids watching the couple make out. However, when her roommate lets out a particularly breathy moan, Rachel knows it's time for her to leave. She sets the book on the bed and quietly exits the room.
…
When Quinn returns to the room, she find Beca and Chloe curled up on Beca's bed, studying. They look up in unison, both wearing big grins. It's a bit creepy and Quinn pauses for a moment and considers running. Nothing good will come of those two grinning at her like the Cheshire Cat.
"Hi," she says nervously walking in.
"Hey Quinn," Chloe replies. "We need to talk."
"Um, all right."
"So Beca and I have been talking and I've decided it's time to push."
"Huh?"
"Rachel broke up with Mike today," Beca says.
"And so we think it's the perfect time for you to tell her how you feel," Chloe finishes.
"I don't know…"
"Quinn," Beca says. "Your dad's all the way back in Ohio. It doesn't matter what he might think about the situation. Right?"
"He could find out," Quinn tries.
"He could," Beca agrees. "But it won't matter because you'll have Rachel."
"Besides, she'll be there every step of the way, fighting for you," Chloe adds. "Won't be able to stop her."
Beca lets out a scoffing laugh. "Definitely not."
Quinn smiles because she knows they're both right.
"So the question is," Chloe says. "How are you going to tell her?"
…
"I don't understand why we still have to rehearse," Beca grumbles. "We already know the stupid routine."
"Just because we did fine at Regionals, doesn't mean we're good enough for the semi finals," Lizzie retorts. "We were sloppy out there. And by we, I mean you, Mitchell."
Beca rolls her eyes. "Whatever."
"I'm serious. You're the weak link in this scenario. If we don't advance, I'm blaming you."
"It certainly won't be because there are groups out there that are better than us doing something innovative and daring."
"This is a capella, Mitchell," Lizzie says. "Tradition is how you get things done."
Beca sighs, but doesn't response. The tone of Lizzie's voice is the same as the time she made Beca run up and down the stairs for a half hour. She's definitely not in the mood for that again.
"Why do you insist on pushing her buttons?" Chloe whispers.
"Maybe her disinclination is pushing my buttons," Beca retorts.
"Quiet! Let's go again."
…
Chloe's acting weird. And has been for a couple days. It's starting to worry Rachel because it means something is going on, but Rachel can't figure out what it could be. Part of her hopes that it has something to do with Quinn, but she isn't getting her hopes up. The last time she did that, she ended up severely disappointed.
Beca's at the radio station, so Chloe's actually studying in the room. Rachel's glad, except that the constant glances are a bit distracting. Rachel cannot figure out why Chloe feels the need to check on her every twenty seconds; as if she's going to just suddenly disappear. It's starting to effect her concentration a bit.
"Do you need something?" Rachel finally asks.
"What? No. Why?"
"Because you keep looking at me," Rachel replies.
"I do not."
Rachel sighs. "Maybe I'll just go to the library to study," she says as she starts to gather up her books.
"What? No."
Even if Rachel hadn't already been suspicious, Chloe's reaction would have raised red flags.
"Why not?"
"Because we don't hang out as much anymore," Chloe replies frantically.
"Didn't we just hang out yesterday?" Rachel asks. "We were in Quinn and Beca's room and the two of you even managed not to make out for too long in front of us."
"Oh. Yeah."
"Good. Now that that's settled, I'm going to go study elsewhere."
"Rach," Chloe says. "I don't want to drive you out of the room. I'll stop. I swear."
Rachel eyes her for a moment before nodding. "Fine."
They return to their studying and though Rachel does still feel Chloe's eyes on her more often than normal, it's far fewer times than before and so she's able to concentrate.
In fact, when there's a knock on the door, Rachel looks up in surprise. Chloe is up instantly and answering the door. Rachel hears some murmuring, piquing her curiosity, but Chloe has the door closed enough that Rachel can't really see who's at the door.
"I'm going to step out for a minute," Chloe says. "But you have a visitor. See you guys later."
Before Rachel can reply, Chloe is out the door and Rachel finds herself staring at a very nervous looking Quinn.
"Hello Quinn."
"Hey Rachel."
"What brings you by?"
"I'm not interrupting anything am I?"
Rachel shakes her head, intrigued about the edginess that the blonde is displaying.
"Oh good." Quinn grabs Chloe's desk chair and sets it in front of Rachel's bed, before sitting in it. "So… I want to say something. And I need you to stay quiet until I finish or I might not make it through. Okay?"
Rachel nods.
Quinn takes a deep breath. "I was raised to believe that appearance is everything. It doesn't necessarily mean things are going well, but if it looks like that to the outside world, then that's all that matters."
Rachel nods again, because that's certainly been hinted at plenty.
"And even though I wasn't the favorite," Quinn continues. "That's my sister. I was still acceptable, not a detriment to the Fabray family name." Quinn takes another deep breath. "That is until I became pregnant."
Rachel lets out a quiet, "Oh." before quickly slapping her hands over her mouth.
Quinn gives her a small smile and continues. "Obviously this didn't go over well. I was kicked out of the house. Thankfully, the uh, dad's family let me stay with them. It was a huge scandal since I was president of the celibacy club. Junior year was very stressful. Puck, the dad, he wanted to keep the baby, wanted us to be a family. But there was no way in hell I was going to tie myself down to Lima fucking Ohio and I definitely wasn't going to marry Puck. I think the only reason I slept with him was to piss off my father. Not only was I having premarital sex, but he was Jewish. It was like a one two punch to his delicate Catholic sensibilities." Quinn gives herself a small shake as if she's still trying to get rid of her teenage rebellion. "I gave the baby up for adoption. It made the most sense, neither of us were ready to be parents and that poor little girl deserved better than what we could give her. It was a closed adoption, but I was assured that she was adopted by a loving family and that she was wanted. Over the summer, I was allowed to move back home. Though it was obvious that my father didn't want that, I'm sure my mother and sister were able to convince him to think about what it looked like to the rest of the town that he'd kicked out his pregnant teenage daughter."
Rachel wants to say something, but holds back, wanting to keep her promise to Quinn.
"So I spent my senior year looking for ways to pay for college because I was still getting out of Lima. But then Russell agreed to still pay as long as I went to one of his two choices of schools; both of which were very, very far away from Lima, Barden and another one in Northern California. But if I do anything that he thinks sullies the Fabray family name, he'll stop paying." Quinn shrugs after a moment. "So you can understand where my apprehension about…well, you know, comes from."
Rachel nods.
"But I've been doing some soul searching and talking to Beca and Chloe and I realized that I can't let Russell control me forever. Because eventually I'll be exactly what he wants while losing the possibility of being what I want." Quinn takes another deep breath. "And what I want right now, is you."
Rachel smiles.
"But uh, Chloe seems to think that me simply saying that wouldn't be enough," Quinn continues. "So, uh, well, just a sec."
Rachel wonders why Chloe would tell Quinn that since getting Quinn to even admit there was something between them would be a big step in Rachel's mind. Still, she's not going to complain as she watches Quinn stand and walk to Chloe's side of the room. She reaches under the bed and pulls out a guitar, which Rachel wasn't expecting. Quinn then returns to the chair and sits.
When I was a young girl I'd go the whole wide world Or maybe she's in the Bahamas I'd go the whole wide world Why am I hanging around in the rain out here Is she lying on a tropical beach somewhere I should be lying on that sun-soaked beach with her I'd go the whole wide world
My mama said to me
There's only one girl in the world for you
And she probably lives in Tahiti
I'd go the whole wide world
Just to find her
Where the Carribean sea is blue
Weeping in a tropical moonlit night
Because nobody's told her 'bout you
I'd go the whole wide world
Just to find her
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Find out where they hide her
Trying to pick up a girl
Why are my eyes filling up with these lonely tears
When there're girls all over the world
Underneath the tropical sun
Pining away in a heatwave there
Hoping that I won't be long
Caressing her warm brown skin
And then in a year or maybe not quite
We'll be sharing the same next of kin
I'd go the whole wide world
Just to find her
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Find out where they hide her
The moment that Quinn finishes the song, Rachel stands and carefully takes the guitar from her. She sets it on Chloe's bed and then returns to the now very anxious looking Quinn. She straddles Quinn's lap and wraps her arms around the blonde.
"So you liked it?" Quinn asks quietly, smiling nervously.
Rachel kisses her, Quinn's song still playing in her head.