A/N: I'm fully aware that the song in this chapter was never in Glee but I think it's a great song.

A/N2: I saw a review about them going on a double date with S&B and I will remember that for a future chapter but as you will see in Chapter 4, this won't be possible for a while, but thanks for the review :)

A/N3: I seem to be posting pretty regularly at the moment but that may slow down when I run out of ideas!

Chapter 3 – Rachel's POV

I'm standing in front of Quinn Fabray's house at 6.02pm wondering why I'm too nervous to ring the doorbell.

"This is ridiculous." I mutter to myself. "You are Rachel Barbara Berry, future star of stage and screen, you shouldn't be scared of a flirty cheerleader."

I take a deep breath, close my eyes and ring the doorbell. A few moments later I hear the door open and slowly open my eyes.

The sight before me makes me forget all my worries. Quinn has shed her Cheerios uniform and stands there in a loose-fitting, low cut blue t-shirt and a short white wavy skirt. Her blonde hair has been released from its usual high pony and now sits delicately on her shoulders. A smile spreads across her lips.

"You're late." She teases.

"Actually, I've been standing here for about 15 minutes but anyway, may I come in?"

"Oh, yes of course." Quinn utters, stepping aside as she remembers her manners. "May I take your coat?"

"Yes, thank you. Are your parents in there?" I ask, gesturing towards to what I assume is the living room.

"Oh, no, my mum is working late tonight." She smiles coyly. "The house is all ours."

I take another deep breath, dreading to ask what I'm about to.

"Quinn, I need you to answer something, honestly."

She nods, persuading me to continue.

"This… thing between us. Is it real? Or just a prank? I don't like my time being wasted."

She pauses before stepping closer so that our hips are pressing together, I feel my stomach flip but ignore it for now.

"It's real. I promise."

I smile before placing a hand gently on her cheek to bring her lips down to mine.

After a while she pulls away grinning, her eyebrow arched slightly. My stomach flips again, I've always loved that eyebrow.

A couple of hours later I'm perched on the edge of Quinn's bed while she stands in front of me singing our chosen song. A permanent smile is fixed on my face.

"Quinn your voice is so beautiful. Why don't you do more solos? There are so many songs that suit your tone." I say as soon as she finishes the last note.

She returns my smile. "And here I was thinking that you were the only beautiful thing in this room tonight."

I blush at the cheesiness, too embarrassed to return the compliment and point out that she's 10 times more beautiful than I will ever be.

She laughs at my speechlessness.

"You did know you were beautiful right?" she asks quietly, slowly coming closer until she's straddling my lap.

I gulp and shake my head no, too breathless to speak.

She laughs again before lowering her head towards mine until our faces are barely millimetres apart.

"Well, you are." She whispers, her breath tickling my lips.

I quickly close the gap between us, pushing my lips onto hers, desperately needing contact, one of my hands resting on her hip while the other goes around to the back of her head, tangling in her hair.

She gently pushes me backwards until I'm lying down with her on top of me, our lips never leaving each other. She runs her hands all over my body while her tongue traces the line of my bottom lip, asking permission. I smile and part my lips, granting her access and as we kiss, I feel all my stress from the past few months just melt away.

The next thing I know, my phone is ringing.

I sit up and search for my phone, Quinn obediently rolls off me, pouting slightly. I find my phone on the floor and see my dad's number displayed on the screen. It's at that moment that I notice what the time is.

"Oh crap!" I say before answering the phone. "Hi Daddy, yes I'm just leaving we lost track of time… working on the song. See you soon, bye." I babble, already heading out of Quinn's room towards the front door.

By the time I reach the hallway downstairs Quinn has caught up to me. She grabs my hand and spins me round, immediately kissing me deeply.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" She inquires as she pulls away.

"Yes." I promise. "But Quinn, maybe we should keep this private for a little while, just while we figure out exactly what this is."

She looks at me and I see the hurt in her hazel eyes.

"It's not that I don't trust you're serious, I know you are. It's that I don't trust myself not to overthink…"

She cuts me off with a kiss.

"Okay." She smiles. "Consider this our little secret."

She slowly runs her finger along my bottom lip, imitating what her tongue did a short while ago and I kiss her again before rushing out the door.

"Okay Quinn, are you ready to perform your love song?" Mr Schue asks as he walks into Glee club.

I see Quinn stand up in my peripheral vision and watch her make her way to the front, briefly making eye contact with me and smiling subtly.

"Yes, I'm going to be performing 'True Love' by Jordan Fisher." She states as soon as she's standing in front of all of us.

"Who are you singing about Q?!" Santana heckles from the back.

Quinn ignores her and nods at Brad, prompting him to start playing the piano.

"If I could do it all over, maybe I'd do it different…

… I'd never let it go this time."

As soon as she finishes singing, the entire room applauds, but I make sure to clap the loudest and she smiles appreciatively.

As usual I'm the last one to leave the choir room, I'm a little disappointed Quinn didn't stay behind again but I think she was having a conversation with Santana and Brittany and I told her not to act any different, so I guess I only have myself to blame.

I pick up my bag and head for the door.

"Hey beautiful."

The voice makes me jump and I drop my bag, I look to my left and see Quinn leaning against the wall laughing.

"Here." She bends down and picks up my bag before placing it onto her own shoulder. "This way you can't drop it again right?"

"Oh, you don't have to do that Quinn." I say, reaching to take it back.

"Nu-uh, finders' keepers." She teases, dodging my hand.

"Come on, give it back."

"Come get it." She says with a wink before turning and running into a storage room down the hall.

I roll my eyes and follow her.

I wander into the room but can't see Quinn, or anything because it's pitch black. I hear the door shut behind me.

"Quinn?" I whisper.

I feel hands on my waist.

"I really hope that's you Quinn or I'm going to scream." I joke.

"It's me." She speaks softly into my ear, before nibbling gently on the earlobe.

She spins us round so my back is pressed up against the door and she's now facing me.

"Hey." I laugh.

"Shh." She whispers, placing her finger on my lips.

Her own lips shortly replace the finger and she kisses me deeply, pushing up against me.

She lifts me up and I instinctively wrap my legs around her waist, one of her hands at the small of my back, the other under one of my thighs.

She breaks off the kiss, only to trail small kisses down my chin and neck, sucking softly on my pulse point, but not hard enough to leave a mark.

"Oh Quinn, I've been imagining your lips on me all day." I say, running my hands through her hair, loosening her ponytail.

She looks up at me with lust in her eyes and a smirk on her lips, one eyebrow raised as usual.

I lean my head back against the door as she resumes kissing my neck, the hand on my thigh moving up towards my skirt.

*knock knock knock*

We both freeze as someone knocks on the door.

"Hello?" Mr Schuester's voice comes from outside the room. "Who's in there?"

Quinn puts me down gently.

"Don't move." She mouths silently at me.

I nod and she fixes her ponytail then opens the door wide enough for her to get out but not wide enough for Mr Schue to see inside.

"Sorry Sir, I felt dizzy and just needed to sit down." I hear Quinn say once she's through the door.

"Okay Quinn, I'll let you off just this once, but you should know that room is off limits to students."

"Thank you Sir. It won't happen again, I'll find a classroom if I'm desperate."

"Good, are you okay? Do you want me to contact the nurse?"

"Oh, no I'm fine now thanks."

"I'm glad to hear it. Now go home, I'll see you in Glee tomorrow."

I hear footsteps but stay hidden in the storage room until I hear a quiet knock on the door.

"Rach?" Quinn calls from outside. "He's gone you can come out now."

I find my bag and exit the room, thanking Quinn politely for dealing with Mr Schue before both of us head home.