Chapter 5 Quinn and Rachel time. I hope you guys like it, and please read the last notes.
Rachel was hopping out of her room trying to get her heels on while Santana was sitting on the living room couch trying not to laugh at the tiny brunette. "Baby girl, you can sit and put your shoes on. It's okay."
"No, I have to hurry Santana Quinn will be here any minute." The two looked at the door when they heard on a knock. "Or seconds."
Yes. That is correct. Rachel Berry and Quinn Fabray were going out on a date.
"Rach, calm down. I guarantee Quinn will wait if you're running a little late." Santana helped Rachel to the couch before opening the door to one Quinn Fabray. "Quinn," Santana greeted her dryly.
"Hi Santana. May I come in?"
"Sure." Santana opened the door wide enough for Quinn to walk in then closed it behind her. "Rachel's in the living room. Just keep going."
Quinn followed Santana's directions and made her way into the two brunette's living room just as Rachel was standing up smoothing out her dress. "Wow," Rachel blushed under Quinn's gaze. "Um, you, sorry," Quinn couldn't exactly form a sentence a throbbing began to take place in her pants. She could tell this was going to be a hard night. "Go, we, ready… damn it." Rachel couldn't resist giggling she found the fact that Quinn couldn't make coherent sentence flattering and cute, especially as her pale cheeks turned a bit rosy.
"Yes Quinn. I'm ready to go."
Quinn smiled embarrassedly and scratched the back of her neck (still her go to). "Okay, great. The car is down stairs." Quinn led Rachel over to the door to leave.
"Bye San."
"Bye Rach," the Latina gave her a quick kiss on the cheek as she left with Quinn.
"You look amazing Rachel."
Rachel smiled bashfully at Quinn's compliment. It was the way Quinn said it. It made the small girl feel beautiful. Rachel was wearing a single shoulder strap black dress that managed to hug her body and in all the correct places. And her dark hair was nicely styled in large waves and her bangs swooped to the side just over her eyes. "Thank you. You look very nice as well Quinn."
Quinn had spent a good two hours debating to what to wear, and Bonnie was the one who had to suffer with her:
Flashback
"Bonnie I don't know what to do or what to wear. I'm freaking out." This is was what Bonnie was greeted with when Quinn opened the door. She walked in and closed the door behind her as Quinn continued to freak out. "Do I wear pants or jeans? Bow tie, neck tie, or no tie? Dark shirt or light shirt? Dress shirt or just a regular button up? Bonnie help."
"Okay, Quinn, first you need to calm down. You're working yourself up over nothing. You will look great no matter what."
"Two hours Bonnie, I only have two hours. And I still have to shower."
"Quinn!" Bonnie stomped her foot to pull the girl's attention. "I will pick out what you wear. Just go shower okay?"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Now go."
"Okay," Quinn made her way to the bathroom while Bonnie to her room to see the large amount of clothes spread across the blonde's bed. She smirked to herself. Knowing that Quinn never got this worked up about seeing a girl.
End flash back.
So Quinn ended up in gray pants that settle perfectly on her waist and a nice light blue shirt. "Thank you." Quinn opened the passenger door for Rachel to get in then hurried around to the driver's side.
"So what do you have planned tonight Quinn?"
"I can't tell you."
"Why not?"
"Because it's a surprise."
"And what if I told you I didn't like surprises," Rachel challenged with a smirk (she had been hanging with Santana for way too long).
"I would guess that you're the type of girl who secretly loves surprises, but says she doesn't because as much as you enjoy surprises you also enjoy knowing everything."
"And what if you're wrong?"
"Then I suppose I just made a total ass of myself."
Rachel couldn't contain the laugh that erupted from within her. Quinn loved the sound, as cliché as it might have sound she would have compared it to bells, and it caused her to laugh. "Don't worry. You were fairly accurate."
"Good to hear." The two girls talked about music on their way to their destination. It started with Quinn allowing Rachel to search her music collection. Rachel was fascinated with the extreme genre mixture Quinn had. It was a thirty minute ride before Quinn pulled into a parking spot. "We're here," she said with a smile.
"Here is where is here exactly?"
"You'll see." Quinn turned off the ignition and rushed to the other side to help Rachel out of the vehicle. "So I figured just dinner in a restaurant would be rather typical, and I wanted to do something more because you're different, and that means things should be different when it comes to you… does that make any sense?"
"Yes, it does," Rachel looked down to hide her blush and brushed a stran of hair behind her ear.
"When we had lunch the other day you talked about being on Broadway and how it's always been your dream."
"Yeah, sorry about that. I can get a little carried away sometime."
"You don't need to apologize to me Rachel. I enjoyed hearing you talk about your passion. Your eyes lit up and your smile was wider. It was cute." Rachel's blush grew as she stepped closer to Quinn, doing her best to make it seem casual. Unaware of how the closeness was effecting Quinn Rachel linked her arms with Quinn's as they continued to walk through New York. Quinn heart pounded at the contact and her lips stretched into a smile. "Okay here we are."Rachel looked at Quinn questioningly. "It's a little coffee shop where people sometimes perform monologues and scene from Broadway shows."
"Oh my gosh!" Rachel exclaimed happily. "Really!?"
Quinn chuckled. She found the tiny diva's excitement adorable. "Yes really," Quinn opened the door for Rachel. There was already a group on stage performing when the pair walked in. They grabbed a booth toward the back, so things were private, but still close enough for Rachel to see. Quinn didn't really care about watching the show. Her eyes found their way to the tiny diva and she couldn't pull them away, even with the bulge growing against her jeans.
"I can't believe I never knew about this place," Rachel looked over at Quinn to see that she was watching her.
"You're so beautiful," Quinn whispered, unaware of what she was saying until Rachel turned bright red. "Sorry," the blonde quickly apologized.
"You're not so bad looking yourself," Rachel teased before turning back to the stage, her heart was pounding in her chest, but she was set on not letting it show. The look in Quinn's eyes were filled with lust and wander, she wasn't sure if that was a good thing yet.
"Hi," a guy around Rachel and Quinn's age walked up to them with a notepad and paper in hand. "Can I get you girl's anything?"
"Just a hot tea please."
"Green, Jasmine or Grey?"
"Green," he scribbled down the order. "And for you?"
"Lemon with water."
"Okay, I'll have that right out for you."He turned and left.
The girls didn't really talk much while they were at the little café. Rachel was too engrossed in the performances, and Quinn was too engrossed in Rachel. Her passion had a way of lighting up the room in Quinn's eyes.
"Oh my goodness Quinn. I loved that, thank you for taking me." Rachel and Quinn were once again on the streets of New York.
"Of course, it was my pleasure really. Are you ready for dinner?"
"Yes I'm starving."
"Okay, well the place I want to take you isn't too far, so you won't have to wait long."
"Miss Fabray, it's been awhile since we've seen you here."
"Indeed it has been Stewart." Quinn smiled and helped Rachel with her coat.
"Thank you."
"My pleasure."
"Your usual table should be cleared in a few minutes if you'd like to wait Miss Fabray."
"No, it's okay Stewart. If we could just have a secluded table."
"Right away Miss Fabray." The greeter disappeared only to be replaced by a waitress two second later.
"Miss Fabray," the waitress was young she had light brown hair and hazel eyes. "Your table is this way."
"Thank you," Quinn reached for Rachel's hand, but hesitated then pulled she didn't wantto push, it was only their first official date.
"Can I get you anything?"
"Um," Quinn looked to Rachel. "Red or white?"
"Red." Rachel smiled.
"Your best red wine then."
"Okay, I'll have that right out for you." Their waitress left.
"So Quinn?"
"Yes?"
"Tell me about you. I mean you know all about me and my Broadway dream due to our lunch the other day, but all I know about you is that you're a lawyer."
"Oh, hm," Quinn wasn't really one for sharing, but she figured she could make an exception for the gorgeous girl sitting in front of her. "Well the firm was my father's. He started it before I was born."
"Oh, did you want to be a lawyer or was it kind of pushed on to you since your father was one?" Their waitress came back with a bottle of wine showing it to Quinn before pouring into their glasses.
"I'll be back to take your orders shortly." Quinn smiled barely paying attention to the waitress; her eyes were locked on Rachel.
"No," Quinn continued their conversation. "I wanted to be one. Actually my father was the one who was opposed to me taking over the firm."
"Why?" Rachel asked taking a sip of her wine
"Uh, we never saw eye to eye exactly."
"Oh," Rachel wanted to know more, but figured it was best no to push into something that was more than likely a personal subject. "So do you own the firm or?"
"I don't exactly own the entire thing, but I do hold the largest share. My mother put her foot down when my father talked about giving it to someone else when he stopped working. I was the best choice he just didn't like it."
"Interesting. So did you get along with your mom then?"
"Yeah my mom and I are okay, we talk every week, but father on the other hand… zip. But what about you? My family is boring and I would much rather talk about you," Quinn leaned in over the table and Rachel met her half way a smirk gracing Quinn's lips.
"What about me?"
"Your family, high school? Anything and everything."
"Well, I'm from Lima Ohio I was raised by two gay men, dad and daddy as I call them." Quinn nodded to show that she was paying attention. "High school was defiantly tough. Living in a small close-minded town and being raised by two gay fathers ended with me being the butt to everyone's joke."
"They made fun of you for that?"
"That amongst other things."
"Sore subject?" Rachel nodded.
"Then another topic for another time." Quinn smiled reassuringly. She didn't want to press the subject and Rachel appreciated that. "So how about we fast forward to how you made it to New York."
"NYADA was the open door to New York. I choked on my audition, but to my luck the scout came out to one of our glee performances and I guess she saw the talent in me."
"Are you two ready to order," their waitress was back.
"Uh," Rachel picked up the menu that she hadn't even noticed till now.
Quinn smirked as she watched Rachel try to find something vegan for herself. "Rachel, do you mind if I order for you."Rachel looked up from the menu. "You're looking for something vegan. I can order something that's not on the menu for you; the chef changes things up a lot based on what s popular so he has vegan options their just no on the menu."
"Um, yeah sure."
Quinn smiled before motioning to the waitress to bend down so Quinn could whisper in her ear. She nodded as Quinn gave her exact instructions. "Okay, I will have those out as soon as possible for you."
"Thank you." Quinn turned her attention as the waitress left. "All set," she said with a smile.
"Do I get to know what you ordered?"
"Nope. It's a surprise."
"What if I'm allergic to something," Rachel spoke with a serious face. Quinn's smile immediately fell and her eyes widened. "I'm just kidding," Rachel laughed as the blonde let out a relieved sigh.
"That's not funny."
"It was you looked so adorable with your eyes all wide."
"Oh, so you think I'm adorable?" Quinn teased causing Rachel to blush a little.
"Maybe."
"Hm, well if it helps any I think you're absolutely adorable and extremely sexy."
Dinner for the two pretty much continued on that way, flirting, blushing, laughing, talking. Rachel had noticed that Quinn had a little quirk for raising her eyebrow while Quinn became captivated by Rachel's many facial expressions which she was pretty sure the brunette didn't notice she did. Overall things went perfect for the two it was definitely number one on their both dates list.
"So," Quinn spoke while she and Rachel made their way back to her car. "I got you something."
"You did?"
"Yeah, I mean I figured, every amazing dinner has to end with dessert so while you were in the bathroom I took the liberty of grabbing this," Quinn opened the paper bag she had been holding to reveal a medium size bowl of ice cream. "It's completely vegan and because I couldn't resist, it's berry flavor." Rachel laughed, she could see how excited about this Quinn was and it made her smile. "Go ahead," Quinn handed Rachel the bowl and pulled out a spoon.
"How did you even get this?"
"When the waitress came to get out orders and I whispered in her ear I also ordered vegan ice cream."
"Thank you."
"No problem."
Rachel smiled and took in a spoon full of ice cream. "Do you want some?"
"No, I'm good. I'm not really one for the whole vegan thing."
Rachel scrunched up her nose a bit, she found that odd. Even Santana had enjoyed her vegan ice cream, and she was Santana. "Have you ever had vegan ice cream?"
"I have not."
"Then how do you know you won't like it."
"I just have a feeling."
"Oh, come on. Just have little bite," by this point the two had stopped walking and Rachel was determine to get Quinn swallow the ice cream. "I promise you'll fall in love with it."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Because I'm skilled at these type of things. Come on, just one bite."
"Alright, just one."
Rachel did a silent cheer and swiped the spoon over the top of the ice cream. She brought it two Quinn's lips who hesitantly parted them and aloud the ice cream entrance. Rachel pulled out the spoon and watched as Quinn's expression change to satisfaction. "Ha, told you'd love it."
Quinn couldn't help, but laugh, "It was good."
"You want another bite don't you?" Quinn nodded and Rachel fed her another spoon full.
Bye the time they reached the car the ice cream had been finished and the bowl disposed of. The drive to Rachel's apartment seemed short since was filled with so much conversation. Quinn was surprised when she pulled up to the building.
Things grew quiet as Quinn walked Rachel to her door. Neither wanted to say good bye to the other. "I had a great time Quinn, thank you."
"It was my pleasure Rachel. I quite enjoyed your company," and there it was again. She really needed to stop watching those movies that took place in the 1800's. "Perhaps we could do it again sometime, soon preferably."
"Yeah of course." Although Quinn couldn't see it Rachel was cheering for the fact that she had gotten a second date.
The two stood there at the door of Rachel's apartment just smiling at each other. Quinn debating whether or not to kiss the tiny brunette; Rachel trying to figure out if Quinn was just waiting for her to go inside. "Well, I should go inside." Rachel pulled out her key to open the door she had managed to get the key in the lock before Quinn gently turned her around. She stared into Rachel's chocolate eyes searching for any sign of protest when she saw none she leaned in about ninety percent of the way smirking just before Rachel leaned in the rest of the ten percent. Describing that kiss would have been impossible for both girls. It was just so perfect. As cliché as it might have sound each saw fireworks. Quinn pulled away, choosing to respect Rachel, and hoping to cease the forming bulge in her pants.
The dreamy look on Rachel's face made Quinn smile."Goodnight Rachel."
"Goodnight Quinn."
Quinn walked down the steps looking back at Rachel after every other foot hit the ground Rachel was smiling and biting her lip as she made her way up the stairs and to her apartment. Both took deep breath once they reached their final destination: Rachel her apartment and Quinn her car… Best date ever.
The question on why Santana doesn't like Quinn is still in the air drop me some of your thoughts. I want to know what you guys think.
Bonnie will be back in the next chapter for those of you who might have missed her.
And um, right now it looks like the next chapter will be showing you what our characters tend to do when they're not with one another. It will also give you some insight on Santana and how she got that file on Quinn (which means Puck will be back).
I hope you guys enjoyed and please please please review :)