A/N: AAAAHHHH! I'm so sorry for making you wait this long! I was stuck and didn't know which way I wanted this chapter to go. I promise I'll make it up to you! Just be patient with me (:
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Here's chapter 3, enjoy!
I didn't proofread it, so I apologize in advance for all the mistakes. I think that if I reread this chapter to fix the mistakes I'll end up changing a bunch of this and then I won't be happy lol.
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Chapter 3
To say that Quinn Fabray was confused at that party is an understatement. After what had happened in the kitchen a couple hours before, things only got more and more confusing. She had already played a few rounds of beer pong. They ended up doing some improvised little tournament, and to her surprise, Quinn made it to the final, but Nicole won. Quinn got along incredibly well with Nicole's friends, they were all very accepting and open regardless of their sexuality, and they weren't bothered at all by Quinn's. The blonde kept looking at Rachel from time to time and almost every single time she had to quickly look away because the brunette was staring at her. She could have sworn that when she made it to the beer pong final Rachel blew her a kiss.
It was now 1:30 in the morning, and only ten people were still at the party. They were all sat in a circle just talking. In all her confusion, Quinn had decided to have a few too many tequila shots, and she was pretty tipsy by now. She sat silently listening to all the stories Nicole's and Rachel's friends were telling from their classes, they were a pretty nice group of people. Every once in a while, the blonde would look at Rachel and just like before, every single time, the brunette would be staring at Quinn. After hearing a few other stories, Rachel stood up and stretched.
"Alright guys I'm gonna get a glass of water, anybody want anything?" She asked to the group of people.
There were a few "nah thanks" and "nope I'm good" and some head shaking, so Rachel starting walking to the kitchen but Quinn quickly stood up, stumbling a little bit as she did so and followed after the brunette.
"Hey." The blonde shyly said eyeing the brunette carefully.
"Hey you." The diva offered one of her famous Rachel Berry smiles, making Quinn blush a little bit. Rachel furrowed her brow a little bit but she was still smiling when she addressed the blonde.
"Are you ok Quinn? You look like you need some water." The diva asked as she put her hand in the small of Quinn's back, which made the blonde blush and it sent shivers down her spine. She loved physical contact, that's how she had always been, but it suddenly hit her that she didn't love physical contact with anybody as much as she did Rachel.
"Um, sure. I think I need to start sobering up."
As they walked into the kitchen, Rachel went to the get a couple glasses from the cabinet and Quinn sat on the counter, watching the brunette.
'Hmm, she really does look gooooood.'
'Quinn, I really think that's just the alcohol talking.'
'What? No it's not. Ok so maybe I'm a little tipsy, but I can still recognize an attractive woman when I see one, and I must admit I don't understand how I didn't realize I was bisexual when I was in high school seeing Rachel every single day!'
'Well, in our defense, she did wear those ugly animal sweaters and she had no sense of fashion at all!'
'Good point. Well, now we can appreciate how attractive she is, I mean look at her!'
"Quinn, do you like what you see?"
"Actually, I do. Very much so." The blonde's eyes widened in terror as she realized she had just answered out loud. She quickly cleared her throat as she tried to think of a way to fix what she had just done.
'Say something!'
'What am I supposed to say? I'm trying to think!'
'Say anything! Say something mean, that always works.'
'Yeah good idea – my goodness she looks so hot when she arches an eyebrow like that'
'Quinn, focus!'
"Why are you looking at me like that Berry?" The blonde said clearly not amused by the smirk the diva was giving her.
"So you do like what you see. I never thought I'd ever get to see Quinn Fabray nervous; especially around me."
"Whatever, it was the alcohol talking. When I'm completely sober, you won't be so lucky."
'Good save!'
Rachel couldn't help but laugh at Quinn's attempt to seem nonchalant and indifferent, she was a terrible actress. The diva walked over to the blonde and handed her the glass of water and sat down next to her on the counter. They sat there for a few minutes in silence sipping on their water.
"Hey Rachel?"
"Hmm?"
"I know I never actually said the words, and I know that junior and senior year I wasn't too terrible to you, but I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry for all the things I put you through the first two years of high school."
Quinn stared at her glass of water, waiting for the brunette's response. She couldn't look Rachel in the eye. Even though what the blonde had done to the diva had happened over 6 years ago, she was still ashamed of having been such a bitch. The brunette stared at her for what seemed like ages to Quinn. Rachel could really see that Quinn was sorry for what she had done and she was ashamed of it, and it truly seemed like it was Quinn talking, not the alcohol.
"Why now? Why not apologize in high school when you should have?" The questions surprised both girls. They surprised Rachel because she didn't think she'd gather the courage to actually ask them. She always thought that if Quinn ever apologized to her she'd just accept the apology and move on. The questions surprised Quinn because she always thought that the day she apologized to Rachel the diva would start yelling at her and would never accept the apology. So this was a nice surprise for both girls. Quinn finally turned to look at the brunette, staring deep into her eyes to try to convey all the feelings she was holding inside in case words weren't enough.
"I can't say with complete certainty why it is that I didn't apologize to you years ago when I should have. I guess part of me was too ashamed of the mean things I'd done to you and I suppose the other part was too proud. Also, I must admit that I was really scared of how you might have reacted had I chosen to apologize in school, in a way I think apologizing would have made me seem weak and I had just gotten back into the Cheerios and was too focused on being popular again so I really couldn't afford seeming weak – no, I know it didn't really count for much because I ended up quitting the Cheerios anyway but I still felt the need to be popular, so as you already know instead of seeking popularity by being a cheerleader, I did it by getting back with Finn and going after the prom king and queen title at school. To be honest, I didn't even like Finn anymore, I was just using him."
"Really? But didn't you feel bad about lying to him again? I mean come on Quinn, using the boy again? That's just mean."
"I know, and I felt so terrible the first time I lied to him, you know, when I was pregnant and all, but the second time I didn't care. Rachel, he was a hypocrite, you of all people should understand. He broke up with you for kissing Puck and then he went and forgave me! And I did way more than just kiss Puck. Not to mention he'd cheated on me with you twice before he even found out I was pregnant. So no, I didn't feel bad at all. He deserved it."
Now it was the brunette who was looking at her glass of water as if there was something incredibly interesting in it. Quinn waited patiently until Rachel finally looked up at her and the blonde offered what she hoped was an incredibly warm and reassuring smile. She figured it had worked because the diva returned her smile with her huge Rachel Berry smile. They sat there in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before the brunette decided to speak again.
"Thank you."
"What for?"
"For apologizing."
Quinn couldn't help but smile at how nice Rachel could be, even when she had done nothing wrong.
"You don't have to thank me for that. Do you forgive me?"
Rachel looked the blonde in the eye, with a very serious look on her face, before looking away and staring at the floor.
"I don't know Quinn, the things you did really hurt me.." She trailed off.
"I know Rach, and I'm terribly sorry. Give me a chance?"
The brunette smiled widely before looking back at the blonde who was now sitting looking confused.
"Of course I'll give you a chance! I was just kidding." The diva started to laugh when she felt a pain in her arm. Turns out Quinn hadn't found Rachel's joke as funny as the brunette had.
"Ow! What was that for?" She asked, rubbing her arm.
"You idiot. I was being completely serious apologizing and you go and make a joke." The blonde glared at the shorter girl for a few seconds, but then she couldn't stop the smile forming on her lips and before they knew it, both girls burst into laughter.
"I still expect you to make up for the hell you put me through." The brunette finally managed to say between giggles.
"I know, you won't be disappointed. I promise." Quinn grinned at Rachel and reached out to rest her hand on the diva's. The silence was back, except this time it wasn't as comfortable as before.
"So you like girls now huh." The brunette asked almost in a whisper.
"You've already asked me this."
"I know, but we're both being serious now. So I just want to make sure I fully understand what's going on. Especially if I'm going to give us a chance to be friends." Rachel looked down at Quinn's hand still on her own, but she didn't move it. The blonde's hand was soft and it was warm in the nicest way possible.
"Yes, I like girls now. If it makes you uncomfortable I can keep my distance, Nicole told me you're a hundred percent straight and the last thing I want to do is make you uncomfortable around me." The blonde softly said as she began to pull her hand away but Rachel's free hand stopped it and held it in place. This sudden reaction from the diva made Quinn blush but she hoped that the brunette hadn't noticed. It really felt great to feel Rachel's hand on her own. She hadn't realized until now how wrong she had been all those times she had called Rachel 'Man Hands'; they were definitely not manly at all, in fact, they were the complete opposite. They were small and incredibly soft and they were the perfect temperature, not too warm but not cold either. The blonde couldn't help but smile.
"It doesn't make me uncomfortable, Quinn. I just still find it rather hard to believe, no offense. I guess it's just going to take some getting used to." Rachel kindly smiled at the blonde who was smiling back at her.
Quinn jumped off of the counter, stretching before offering her hand to the diva to help her get off of the counter too, which the brunette gladly accepted. They stood in front of one another for a few seconds just smiling at each other before Rachel starting walking towards the living room. Right when she was only a few steps away from the kitchen door she felt a strong hand grab her wrist and quickly turn her around. Before she knew it, all she could see was blonde hair as Quinn had wrapped her arms tightly around the diva's waist. The brunette smiled widely as she wrapped her arms around the taller girl's neck, enjoying how good her hair smelled.
"You're a good hugger." The brunette commented into the blonde's hair, to which Quinn giggled and hugged Rachel even tighter, and the diva loved it.
"Thank you, I'll give you all the hugs you want whenever you want them, just ask for them. And thank you for giving me a chance."
"If you hug me like this every time I ask for a hug, I'll give you all the chances you want."
Both girls smiled at one another as they pulled away and then made their way into the living room, only to find Nicole cleaning everything up.
"Where are the rest of the guys?" Rachel asked as she started picking up empty plastic cups and throwing them in the trash cans.
"They left about forty-five minutes ago; you girls were in there a long time. Did you two have fun?" the redhead asked wiggling her eyebrows.
Rachel laughed while Quinn blushed fiercely and glued her eyes to the floor. When she felt her face stop burning, she started helping the other two girls clean up the apartment. They were done cleaning everything up by 3:20 but when Quinn started saying goodbye, both Rachel and Nicole refused to let her leave and insisted that the blonde spend the night because they didn't want Quinn going home alone so late at night, or early in the morning, depends on how you look at it. Quinn still tried to gather her things and leave saying that she didn't want to bother the two girls but then she decided to stay when Rachel wouldn't stop lecturing her about all the dangers of being a young woman wandering around in New York City, even if she was going to take a taxi. So Quinn had no other choice but to stay since apparently that was the only way to shut Rachel up.
The three girls stayed up a while longer talking. Nicole was having a lot of fun listening to all the stories the other two girls were telling her about high school, the Cheerios, Glee Club, and all their friends in Glee Club. By four o'clock all three girls were dead tired so Nicole and Rachel decided to go to their respective rooms and Quinn gladly accepted to sleep on the couch. It was a pretty big couch and it was very comfortable.
When all the lights were out and Quinn was drifting off to sleep, she felt her phone vibrate under the pillow. She smiled when she opened the text message and realized who it was from.
Just wanted to say goodnight again. I'm really glad you turned out to be my roommate's bisexual online friend. I'll expecting my hug tomorrow – R
The blonde's smile grew wider, not just because of the fact that Rachel was texting her only 10 minutes after they'd said goodnight even when they were both sleeping in the same apartment, but because she was already asking for hugs. Quinn couldn't stop the butterflies in her stomach as she typed her reply.
Lol goodnight Rach, sweet dreams. Can't wait til I get to give you your hug tomorrow, I'll try to make it an extra special one – Q
And with that, Quinn fell asleep within seconds, a silly smile still on her face.
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Alright here it is, it was a bit longer than Chapter 2, I'm trying to make up for making you wait 2 weeks. Again I'm so so sorry! I was stuck with this chapter and had no idea how I wanted it to go. I hope you like it! Thank you for reading and reviewing.
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