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Chapter 9 - My Kinda Party

It was early October and the weather in Lima had turned a bit chilly. It almost made Charlie want to be back home in Tennessee because this was prime bonfire and hoodie weather and he really missed sharing nights like that out with his friends. He missed home, he missed his family, and he missed his friends but all of that paled in comparison to the sight in front of him.

Charlie was currently laying across Rachel's bed as he watched her set up her video camera. Rachel was getting ready to record one of her weekly MySpace videos and watching her do so was a real treat. Charlie didn't have the heart to tell her that he was almost certain that MySpace was ridiculously outdated.

Rachel hit the play on her stereo and started singing the song she had planned for tonight's video, Taking Chances. Charlie watched her as she sang and he let her voice wash over him as Rachel really started getting into the song. He didn't understand why the Berrymen had mostly sound proofed Rachel's room because Charlie thought it would be great to be able hear things like this all the time.

Charlie smiled over at her as she finished up the song and went over to her computer to review her performance. Charlie got up off Rachel's bed and walked over to where she was sitting in her desk chair. He leaned down and pressed his lips to the top of her head.

"Don't worry Rach, your pitch sounded perfect as always." Charlie assured her.

"Forgive me for not taking your word for it, but you only say that because you're sweet." Rachel told him as she hit stop and replayed the a few seconds of the song to listen again.

"I say that because you always sound amazing babe. Just callin 'em like I see 'em." Charlie told her in her ear.

He pressed a kiss right below her ear and started trailing kisses down her neck. Rachel sighed and tilted her head to grant him more access. Behind them there was a series of four hard knocks on Rachel's door before Leroy Berry walked in.

"Why is this door shut?" Leroy asked, clearly a little peeved.

"Because I was recording my MySpace video Daddy, I didn't want to disturb anyone else in the house." Rachel replied as she turned to face him, not impressed by his attitude.

"You know the rules Rachel. This door is to never be shut if there is a boy in your room. Respect that or he won't be allowed in here at all." Leroy exclaimed, before doing his best diva storm out.

Charlie sighed as he walked back and sat on her bed.

"I should've opened the door when you finished your video. He's had to tell us twice about the door Rach. Strike three probably won't be pretty." Charlie joked.

Rachel uploaded her video before getting up and walking over to stand between Charlie's knees. She rubbed his hair away from his beautiful hazel eyes and sat on his leg putting her arm around his shoulder.

"Don't worry Charlie, he's really just a teddy bear. Dad and I won't let him ban you from the house or anything." Rachel told him sweetly.

"Yeah, to you and your Dad but he loves you guys. Me…not so much." Charlie told her with a smirk. "He thinks I'm defiling his baby." Charlie told her as he pulled her in for a kiss.

Rachel laughed softly, "He'll get use to it eventually. Either that or he'll just get more paranoid and guard my door like it's a fortress."

"Don't give him any ideas." Charlie said as he laughed.

"I won't." Rachel assured him, "Can we cuddle a little before you leave?"

"Yes, that sounds awesome actually. It's been such a long week. Beiste has lost her mind and has been running us in the dirt at practice." Charlie stated as he laid back on Rachel's pillows so she could cuddle up to him.

Charlie yawned, "I'll be so happy when the district playoffs are over so we can take a few days off before Regionals. If we make it that far."

"You know you guys will Charlie. You guys are still undefeated thanks to you." Rachel told him as she rubbed his chest over his flannel shirt.

"Not me, Changster and Dougie Fresh have pulled my butt outa the crapper the past two games." Charlie huffed.

"Quinton, you've been playing fine. This is the most consecutive wins in a season our school as ever had and that's all in thanks to you." Rachel said trying to soothe him before she pressed a kiss to his cheek.

Charlie smiled and rolled over toward her to hold her. She laid her head on his arm as she cuddled into Charlie's front.

"Enough about football darlin. Let's just lay here and not worry about anything else but us." Charlie told her as he yawned again and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

A lot had been going on for the young couple over the past few weeks. Rachel met the Fabrays when she had gone over to Charlie's house to watch a movie. Judy loved her instantly, but Russell couldn't understand why he had to date a Jew and just mumbled grouchily to Judy the whole time. Charlie's little sister Ashley enjoyed Rachel's company as well, so much in fact that she insisted on watching the movie with them in Charlie's room, snuggled right up between the two teenagers.

School days at McKinley were getting better but Rachel still found herself on the receiving end of a slushy several times over the past few weeks courtesy of the hockey team. Some people still talked about them daily but the couple mostly ignored it. Stacey Davis and a small band of Cheerios were the main ones who went out of their way to be rude to Rachel. Everyone else didn't seem to care at all.

Charlie was insanely busy with the challenges of staying on top school work, playing football, and spending time with Rachel. Most nights that they were able to spend together they did homework and even managed to sneak in a few make out sessions when Leroy wasn't prowling around. Their physical relationship hadn't progressed much more than that. They still hadn't made it to under the shirt over the bra, but that was okay with Charlie. He was just fine with kissing and mild touching, over the clothes of course.

It was a Wednesday evening when Santana finally talked Charlie into working on her car for her so they were in the Fabray's garage changing her oil. Well, Charlie was while Santana watched, sort of.

"So, I was thinking about having people over to the house to hangout, maybe have a bonfire and chill in the pool house. What do you think?" Charlie asked Santana from under the hood of Santana's car.

"Yeah, sounds cool to me. Will there be alcohol?" Santana asked from her chair, where she was filing her nails.

"Yeah, BYOB. Aren't you supposed to be over here learning how to change your own oil? Or is this just free labor?" Charlie asked her with a smirk.

"Free labor, duh. Why else would I keep you around if you're not going to be my mechanic?" Santana said sarcastically.

"Because of my good looks and undeniable charm?" Charlie asked as he scooted under the car.

"Ha! Fat chance blondie. Who are you inviting to this shindig of yours?" Santana asked him as she pulled out her cell phone. "And when is it?"

"Uhhh Saturday night would be good. I was thinking that you and Rach could invite the Gleeks and I was going to ask a few of the guys from the team if they wanted to come over." Charlie told her as he loosened the oil pug under the car.

"Cool. B and Puck texted back and said they're in." Santana informed him as she pecked out another text. "Oh for fucks sake. You're hobbit just pulled up Q."

A few moments later Rachel was knocking on the entryway to the garage before she walked in causing Santana to roll her eyes.

"Hello Santana. How are you?" Rachel greeted her happily.

"Sup Berry." Santana greeted without looking up from her phone.

"Is Charlie working on your car?" Rachel asked politely.

Santana looked up at the diva and then over to Charlie who was still under the car working. "No, he's just lying under there because I ran him over and left him there to die."

"Be nice Santana." Charlie scolded from under the car.

"Oh, you can hear us! Hi Charlie, I brought you dinner. You haven't eaten have you?" Rachel asked him happily.

"Sure haven't. Thanks sweetheart, I'm about done. I'll be out from under here in a second." Charlie answered from under the Charger.

"Okay!" Rachel answered sweetly.

A few minutes later Charlie crawled out from under the car and dusted himself off before walking over to Rachel.

"You're so cute you grease monkey." Rachel purred as she greeted him with a kiss. "I brought you Subway." Rachel said handing him the bag with his sandwich.

"Uh, gross." Santana mumbled as she turned back to her phone.

Charlie pulled a rag out of his back pocket and wiped off his hands the best he could before he accepted the bag from his girlfriend.

"Thanks darlin." Charlie said as he eyed the sandwich.

"You're welcome." Rachel told him sweetly. "I really just wanted a reason to stop by and see you on my way home from my dance lessons. I was hoping for a little Quinn and Rachel time, but you're busy and stinky." Rachel told him softly, wrinkling her nose as she played with the bottom of his flannel shirt.

Charlie groaned lowly, mentally curing Santana for needing an oil change today of all days.

"Stop distracting my mechanic Dwarf, he needs to finish up so I can get home. I gots stuff to do." Santana said from her chair.

Rachel shot her a glare, "Fine." She turned her attention back to Charlie, "Call me later?" She asked him sweetly.

"Always do baby. Thanks for dinner, you're the best." Charlie told her with a smile. "Come on I'll walk you to your car. Be right back Santana."

Charlie walked Rachel out to her car and opened her door for her. Rachel turned to him and looked up at him expectantly.

"I thought I was too stinky?" Charlie asked her with a grin.

"I'll power through it." Rachel smiled in response.

Charlie took a minute to appreciate Rachel in her outfit. She had pulled on some sweatpants over her dance clothes and they rode low on her slim hips. Charlie licked his lips as his eyes roamed up her body all the way up until his eyes met hers.

Rachel raised her eyebrow in question, "Like what you see?"

Charlie nodded. "You look beautiful Rach." He told her as he leaned down, trapping her between himself and the car but bracing himself so he wasn't actually touching her with his dirty clothes.

"I wearing sweats Quinton." Rachel deadpanned.

"You are beautiful." Charlie assured her.

Rachel smiled before Charlie leaned down to kiss her, letting their lips slide together before Rachel nipped at his bottom lip. Rachel groaned softly as Charlie slipped his tongue inside of her mouth and let their tongues slide together. Charlie placed his hand on her hip and slipped it into her open jacket causing Rachel to arch into him slightly. He ended the kiss and smiled at her sweetly before kissing her again and stepping away completely.

"Thank you again for my supper sweetheart. Be careful driving home." He told her as she slipped in her car.

Rachel waved as she backed out of the driveway. Charlie turned and walked back into the garage while whistling a tune. Santana watched him as he pulled the quarts of oil and funnel off the counter and placed them on the ground in front of her car.

"Hey Yankee Doodle, put a cork in it." Santana commented from her chair. "It's so obvious it's pathetic, ya know?"

"What is?" Charlie asked her absently as he dumped fresh oil in her car.

"You and the Dinner Fairy." Santana replied.

"Rachel?" Charlie asked.

Santana rolled her eyes, "Who else would I be talking about Q? I can't believe they let you in advanced classes!"

"What about us?" Charlie asked as he threw the empty quarts in the trash.

"You love her." Santana stated plainly. "Don't you."

Charlie looked at Santana for a second before nodding his head, "I do, but the first time I say the words to anyone it will be for her ears only."

Santana smirked, "Savannah told me that you did. I didn't really consider it until now, after seeing that gross display of affection earlier, but she was totally right. When are you going to tell Berry?"

"I don't know. Whenever I figure out how to I guess. I'm not in any rush. I like how things are now." Charlie told her with a shrug. "I've never been in love before. I don't know how to do this."

"Yeah, well it's grossly obvious if you ask me. You should tell her, put a smile on her little hobbit face and all that shit. Anyways, on to more important matters, Puck said he could get beer for the party. He knows a guy who knows a guy…Which probably means he's going to get Patches go buy him boozes." Santana explained. "I'm ready for Saturday already. I wants to get my drink on."

Saturday came quickly for Charlie and he was currently in his back yard stacking wood together for the bonfire later.

"Q-ball, come in." Charlie heard through the walkie-talkie he had in his back pocket.

"This is Q-ball. Over." Charlie said into the walkie-talkie.

Santana had picked up two 5 mile radius walkie-talkies for them at Radio Shack claiming that they were so much cooler than texting, which as it turns out she was absolutely right.

"Q-ball this is Sexy Mami. Project Free Beer is a go. I repeat is a go. Over." Santana's voice came through proudly.

"Roger that Sexy Mami. See you shortly. Over and out." Charlie said into the walkie-talkie before he slipped it back into his pocket.

Charlie had tried and tried to get Santana to change her handle but the Latina wouldn't budge so in the end he relented, but only because Santana said he couldn't use the walkie-talkie if he didn't play right.

Rachel showed up early to the party and she and Charlie were currently sitting in one of the easy fold-up chairs that were sitting around the fire. Charlie was sitting in the chair with Rachel sitting in his lap relaxed back against his chest. Charlie had arms wrapped around her waist allowing their fingers to play together in Rachel's lap.

"This is actually kind of romantic Quinton. It's really nice." Rachel said as she stared into the fire.

"Ummhmm any time when it's us together is nice Rach." Charlie whispered against her neck.

"Sweet talker. We should have more fires like this. I've never had a bonfire before." Rachel commented.

"What? Oh Rachel, that is a cryin shame. We can have a fire any time you want okay?" Charlie joked and Rachel giggled.

"Okay. I'm holding you to that." Rachel told him as she snuggled closer to him. "You make me so happy Charlie."

"You make me happy too honey." Charlie told her as he kissed her on the head.

"Q-ball this is Sexy Mami, come in." Came through his walkie-talkie.

Charlie dug his hand into his pocket and pulled out his walkie-talkie before answering, "Sexy Mami this is Q-ball. What's up? Over."

Rachel sat up with an arched eyebrow, "Sexy Mami?"

"I don't want to call her that Rach but she won't let me play with this walkie-talkie if I don't call her by that handle and I really wanna play." Charlie told her sheepishly.

"Q-ball I have met up with our contact Puckasaurus and we are commencing with Operator Free Beer and proceeding to the desired location. Over."

Rachel arched her eyebrow up even farther clearly about to whip out the soap box.

"You can have a handle too if you want." Charlie said with a smirk.

At that Rachel's resolve broke, "Fine. I want to be ummmm."

"Roger that Sexy Mami. Tiny Dancer and I are already at the desired location. Careful with the goods. Over and out." Charlie said into the walkie-talkie.

"Tiny Dancer?" Rachel said as she giggled as she kissed Charlie's lips.

The sound of a truck pulling up could be heard from the front of the house before Santana shouted through the walkie-talkie. "Get your asses out here and help us with the goods, Fabray!"

Charlie laughed as he scooped Rachel up in his arms and started carrying her around the house.

"I could get use to this." Rachel joked as he carried her bridal style.

"Then consider me your personal chariot, my lady." Charlie told her with a kiss.

"Taking out the trash, Q?" Santana asked with a laugh when she saw him carrying Rachel.

"Nope, the garbage just pulled up. My Queen and I came to inspect it. Where are the goods?" Charlie joked back as she sat Rachel on her feet.

"I got a couple of cases and some wine coolers for the girls Charlie, that cool bro?" Puck asked as he unloaded some on the beer out of his truck.

"Yeah man, appreciate it. Let's take all this back to the pool house and stick it in the fridge." Charlie said as he grabbed a case in each hand.

"Dude, where are your parentals? Shit, this place is awesome." Puck said as they entered the pool house.

"Columbus for the weekend." Charlie answered as he stacked beer in the fridge.

Puck nodded, "Dude I forgot to bring cups. We need to get someone to stop and get some."

"I got it all under control Puckerman." Charlie told him as he pulled a bag of fifty plastic cups from out of the pantry.

"Sweet! This is gonna be my kinda party." Puck said as he snatched the bag and took them over to the ping-pong table that was over in the corner of the room.

An hour and a half later the pool house was buzzing with McKinley students. Charlie and Rachel were back outside by the fire with the majority of the Glee club. Finn was also there but he seemed to be staying away from the couple as much as he could, much to Charlie's relief. The rest of the people were inside listening to music, playing beer pong, or a card drinking games on the dining table.

"Hey Fabray, wanna play some beer pong?" James Douglas shouted out of the pool house door.

"Yeah, sure." Charlie called back. "Wanna go in with me baby?" He asked Rachel from her perch on his lap.

"Yes, and I want to learn how to play that." Rachel pouted.

Charlie kissed her pouty lips, "Well you're looking at one of Allentown's finest right here sweet girl. Let me show you how it's done. Come on." Charlie told her as he led her inside by the hand.

"Okay so I just shoot this ball into one of those cups down there?" Rachel asked again for clarification.

"Yes." Charlie told her again with a head nod.

"Okay, but I'm not drinking any of that nasty beer." Rachel told him as she pointed to the cups in front of them.

"That's fine honey, I'll drink it all." Charlie told her with a wide smile.

Rachel threw the ball and it hit way in front of the cups and bounced over all of them.

"Aw man. Charlie scoot all the cups closer." Rachel pouted.

"I can't do that darlin. It's the rules." Charlie told her with a smile. "It's okay. You'll get it."

Charlie shot his ball and it bounced before landing in the middle of the cup grouping.

"Yeah! Drink two fellas." He told them as he gave Rachel a high five.

Four games later Charlie was pretty buzzed and Rachel had gotten some pretty good aim. They only had two more cups left and it was Charlie's turn first for their team. He shot and made it in the front cup.

"Woooo! Looks like it's on you now baby. You got this." He told Rachel as he handed her the other ball. Rachel took a deep breath and shot the ball and it bounced before hitting the rim of the cup and spinning in.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Rachel yelled as she jumped up in down in place before jumping up in Charlie's arms and causing him to stumble back a few steps.

Charlie smiled, "Well hello…" He purred against her cheek.

"Ew, no beer kisses Mr." Rachel said as he let her down.

Finn sat over on the couch seething the entire time Charlie and Rachel had been inside but neither had really noticed.

Charlie pouted before his ear perked up. "Ah snap! That's my jam!" He yelled as the Wobble started playing through the stereo speakers.

"What do you know about the Wobble country boy?" Mercedes called from her place on the couch.

"Mercedes I got moves you ain't never seen." Charlie told her as he started to get in step with the dance. "Britt! Come dance with me. Come on y'all."

Mike and Brittany joined him instantly and got instep as they formed a line, all jumping forward and shaking their butts then jumped back doing the same in time with the music.

"Yeeeah! How you like that Mercedes? Why don't you come show us how it's done Hot Chocolate?" Charlie hollered as he turned up the music with the remote still keep time with the dance.

Charlie danced over in front of Brittany and started backing up on her.

"You sure can move them hips for white boy Charlie." Mercedes told him as he popped his butt back into Brittany who then proceeded to spank him.

"Woooo! Yeah, Charlie! Back it up like a dumptruck baby!" Brittany called out playfully.

Santana and Rachel shared a look before looking back to the spanking in front of them.

"Are you just going to let that happen Santana?" Rachel asked her, sounding surprised.

Santana looked unsure but shrugged, "She's in her element."

Charlie got back in step with Brittany and the others that had joined them before the beat changed into the next song.

It was Brittany who recognized it first and sang, "Uh huh, this my shit. All the girls stomp your feet like this."

"San this is our song!" Brittany exclaimed as she started dancing up beside Charlie.

"-Is bananas b-a-n-a-n-a-s." Charlie sang as he playful ground his butt back into Brittany before turning and booty bumping Tina.

Back over on the couch Rachel and Santana were watching in disbelief. "Is he drunk?" Santana asked with a laugh. "He had like, three beers."

Back in the dance area Charlie shook his butt on Tina before belting out, "I ain't no holla back girl!"

"Dude, who made this mix because it is fly?" Mercedes asked Charlie while he danced around her.

"Britt did. Next…let's see what else she put on here." Charlie told her as he turned in to the next song.

As the next tune came on Mercedes laughed, "Leave it. Another throw back! We need ta get our girl some new jams."

As the new beat started Charlie hopped over to where Santana and Rachel were watching him with amused expressions on their faces. Charlie started rubbing his chest with one of his hands as he popped his hips at them as he sang along with the words to the "What cha gonna go with all that junk all that junk inside that trunk."

Santana raised a her eyebrow and looked over to Rachel who was staring at him wide eyed, "Berry, you've got to tell me what he's like in bed when you two start bangin. Hillbilly sure knows how to work his junk." Santana said before she laughed as Charlie started unbuttoning his shirt as he danced in front of them.

"Whoa Mr. Chippendale, keep that on!" Santana told him from her seat on the couch.

Charlie laughed as he complied and stuck his hand out for Rachel to take who shook her head no. Charlie pouted before taking a seat on Santana.

"Get your heavy ass off me." Santana huffed as she tried to shove him off her legs.

"Move over then. I want to sit next to my lady." Charlie told her as he wiped his sweaty hand on her.

"Ugggh, gross. Take my seat. Take it." Santana demanded as she scooted all the way over.

Charlie looked over to Rachel with a smile, "Hello my lovely. Can I have a sip of that water?"

Rachel nodded before handing it to him, "Maybe you wouldn't be so thirsty if you hadn't been showing off your moves out there with every girl in the room." Rachel scolded him playfully.

Charlie smirked at her, "You know you're the only girl I'm interested in Rach."

"Sure, if you say so." Rachel sassed him playfully. "I have to be home in an hour."

Charlie stuck his bottom lip out dramatically, "Can't you just like…not go home?"

"I don't think that'd work out Quinn." Rachel laughed, "I'm pretty sure Daddy would be over here in his squad car to pick me up."

Charlie laughed, "I'm pretty sure too, and that would not be good. Let's go out by the fire until you have to leave. Want to?"

"I'd like that." Rachel told him as she stood up and headed to the door.

"We'll be back guys. Party on." Charlie told the people around them before he grabbed his jacket off the couch and followed Rachel.

When Charlie got out to the fire Rachel was standing next to it with her arms wrapped around herself. Charlie smiled at her adorableness before taking a seat and holding his arms out for her to join him. Rachel sat in his lap sideways and put an arm around his neck as she leaned against him. Charlie covered them with his jacket to keep Rachel warm. Rachel nuzzled her face into his neck before she sighed with contentment.

Charlie turned his head to try to look down at her before asking sweetly, "May I have any kisses yet?"

Rachel pretended to think about it, "Maaaybe. First you have to tell me where you learned to your moves you were showing off in there."

Charlie chuckled, "Well I may have been really good at hula hooping growing up and my skills may have evolved from that."

"Hula hooping?" Rachel laughed, "I can't even hula hoop and I'm a girl."

Charlie laughed again, "Savannah and I have been competitive about pretty much everything our whole entire lives. She was really really good at it and I really really wanted to be better than she was. So I developed the skill and she was still better than me." Charlie explained with a smile. "We've always been that way, kinda like brother and sister."

Rachel smiled before nodding, "Do you miss her?"

"Yeah I do." Charlie nodded, "But that feeling of loss, the feeling of missing home so much that I can't stand it kinda went away when I met you. You made those feelings go away and I am so happy now that we moved because I met you and I just…"

Charlie took her hand and placed it on his chest over his heart hoping she would understand because he could not form the words.

"I'm just so happy that I met you Rachel." Charlie told her as he pulled her hand off his chest and kissed it before putting it back under the jacket out of the cold.

Rachel beamed at him before leaning up to kiss him sweetly, "I'm so happy that you're mine Quinn Fabray. I've never been happier."

"Plus," Rachel teased, "not everyone has a man that can hula hoop." Rachel teased.

"Hmmm…that's our secret." Charlie said as he tickled her sides until she started squirming in his arms.

"Quinton Charles, stop that this instant or I'm going to pee on you!" Rachel said as she laughed and squirmed some more.

Charlie relented before pulled her back against him. "Sorry darlin."

"You two aren't out there fucking are you?" Santana's voice said through the walkie-talkie that was still in Charlie's jacket pocket.

Rachel reached in the pocket and pulled it out, "Don't be so crude Santana! Plus, if we were having intimate relations, which we aren't until I am twenty five and my career has flourished, then you would have interrupted a very special occasion! Over and out!"

"Completely rude!" Rachel said as she stuck the walkie-talkie back in the jacket pocket.

"Completely." Charlie agreed with a kiss. "Completely."

TBC

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