A/N: I'm going back to Quinn's POV as at the moment I'm finding it easier to write as her but will still have some chapters from Rachel's POV when I feel it's necessary to show what she's feeling.

A/N2: This is a fairly shorter chapter as again I felt the last scene was the best place to stop, rather than moving on to Saturday, which will be in Chapter 5 instead.

Chapter 4 – Quinn's POV

The next couple of days I make sure to tease Rachel as much as possible. From running my fingers over her hand whenever we passed each other in the corridors between lessons, to stealing kisses after Glee or whenever we were alone.

The only problem being I worked myself up as well as Rachel. So, Friday lunchtime I took out my phone and opened my chat with her.

Q – Psst ;)

R – Hey! What's up?

Q – What are you doing tomorrow?

R – Studying, probably. Why?

Q – Want a study buddy?

R – Sure ;) my dads are out, come over at 11.

Q – Sounds great ;)

"Who are you texting?" Santana asks, trying to read over my shoulder.

"No one, my mum." I lie, shoving my phone back into my pocket.

"Nice try, you're smirking, no one smirks while texting their mum. Ooh I know, you were texting that mystery fella of yours! Lemme see the chat?" She begs, holding out her hand.

"No! Well okay it wasn't my mum, but it's not a mystery 'fella'." I say before instantly regretting it.

Santana gasps. "Wait, don't tell me Quinn Fabray likes girls now! Why didn't you come to me? Auntie Snix has been waiting for this moment since we met."

She rests a hand on my thigh and I instinctively slap her and jump up, knocking my lunch tray over.

"No. I'm… I have to go." I babble, immediately rushing for the door, aware of all the pairs of eyes on me.

"Quinn?"

I hear Rachel enter the bathroom and open the door of the stall I've been hiding in.

As soon as she sees me she wraps her arms tightly around me and I bury my face in her neck, breathing in her scent.

"You're shaking." She says pulling back and holding me at arm's length, I can see the concern in her eyes. "What happened?"

She tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear as I take a deep, calming breath.

"Santana found out that the person I've been 'seeing' is a girl, but she doesn't know it's you, and she tried to hit on me."

"Oh Quinn." She replies sympathetically, pulling me back into her arms and just holding me, gently running her fingers along my back in a soothing manner.

I take another deep breath and move so I'm facing her, but her arms are still around my waist.

"What did I do to deserve you?" I ask with a small smile. "Come on, I don't want to make you late for class."

I try to step away, but she just tightens her grip, I look at her inquisitively.

"We're alone." She points out.

"So we are."

She places a hand behind my head and pulls me closer. As soon as our lips are almost touching I move to kiss her, but she pulls back.

I pause, confused.

"But you're right, we should get to class." She winks, playfully taps my butt, then turns sharply and exits the bathroom.

I groan and follow her. When did Rachel Berry become such a tease?

After Glee I plan to stay behind to finally taste those lips I've been craving since the end of lunch.

Unfortunately, Finn stays back too. He glances in my direction and I pretend to be texting someone, looking down at my phone but keeping my attention on his movements.

"Hey! Rach!" He calls as she heads towards the door.

"Yes Finn?"

"I was um, wondering if um, you wanted to um…" He stammers.

Oh my God just spit it out. I think.

"… Go out um, with me. Tomorrow." He finally finishes.

"Oh." Rachel says, taken by surprise. "Sorry Finn, I'm busy tomorrow."

"Then Sunday?"

I hear her sigh. "I'm sorry, I should've been more direct, I can't go out with you. At all."

"Why?" He asks, his voice cracking slightly.

"I'm… sort of seeing someone." Rachel explains, causing me to smile.

"Who? Puck? Sam? Karofsky?" His voice starts getting louder as he reels off a list of all the single guys he knows. I look up and see Rachel cowering beneath him, my stomach clenches at the sight.

"Hey!" I exclaim, making him jump and turn to face me. I march towards them.

"What?! Leave us alone Quinn."

"No, I think that actually you should be the one to leave, she's clearly not interested." I say, gesturing towards Rachel who's watching the scene with wide eyes.

"Why do you care anyway? Shouldn't you be off snogging this new girlfriend of yours?" He teases.

I clench my fists, furious at how quickly the news from lunch has travelled.

"I'm not going to ask you again. Leave. NOW!"

Finn storms off without another word. I turn to face Rachel but find the room empty.

"Rachel?" I call.

I eventually find her leaning her forehead against her locker.

"There you are." I say, walking up to her.

She turns to me with tears in her eyes.

"I can't do this Quinn. If we tell people about us I won't be able to handle all the comments and looks. You saw what this did to Santana and Kurt."

I watch her, speechless.

"I'm sorry." She continues. "I think we should just be friends or go back to being enemies."

She stands looking at me, waiting for me to say something but the words don't come so she turns slowly and walks away.

"Rachel." I finally say, but she's too far away to hear me.

I sigh and lean against the lockers, in one afternoon I've managed to lose my best friends and the girl I like.