Argh! I'm so excited about the amazing support I've gotten for this story. I've really, REALLY been enjoying writing it. In fact, I didn't want to end it but it seems like Santana and Quinn have sorted stuff out… I did have an idea that would add some more chapters to the story… possibly about 3 or 4… that adds a little more drama but this time it's between Santana and Finn, but I dunno… should I end it whilst I'm ahead or continue on for a little longer? PM me with your thoughts or whatever.

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I DO NOT OWN GLEE!

"Are you ready?" said a very nervous Santana. They were hovering outside the school gates hand in hand. Nobody had time to face them yesterday about the sudden public display of affection and there was no better time than now to answer questions.

"As I'll ever be." Quinn replied through a shaking breath. Santana squeezed Quinn's hand tightly before entering the school. A few heads were turned but nobody seemed too bothered until they saw Finn storming right towards them.

"Hey!" he yelled as Quinn tried to pull Santana the other way. Santana wouldn't move- she wanted to confront him.

"Why hello there, Lumps the Clown. You're looking as dashing as ever!" she greeted with a sickening smile on her face. He grunted. Santana shivered.

"Is this a joke?!" he yelled. A little crowd had formed in a circle around them. Quinn stood behind Santana- this was all too much. Hurting Finn and being watched doing it. Santana seemed like a safe enough shield though.

"Umm… I'm guessing you're referring to Quinn and me being together?" she guessed even though she knew the answer.

"Yeah! What the hell!? You stole her from me!" he pointed at Quinn before moving one step too close to Santana. She laughed, stood up straight and glared at him as she spoke.

"Ha, okay. First of all, you do not own Quinn, and therefore nobody can steal her from you and second of all, move that giant disgusting sausage finger away from my girlfriend." Finn moved his hand away but was too angry to be frightened into running away.

"Quinn, this is stupid! You've let her manipulate you! You don't like her- you love me, right?" he continued to shout but his voice became a bit shaky towards the end as he noticed her pained expression.

"Her' has a name…" muttered Santana under her breath.

"Stay out of this!" he yelled. "Quinn?" he turned to face her with a softened face. Her brows furrowed as sympathy took over her. She didn't speak for a while. She didn't know what to say to him.

"I'm sorry, Finn." she whispered. Her head turned away- she couldn't bear to watch his heart break again. As much as she wasn't in-love with him, he was still her close friend and she cared about him.

"I can't believe this…" he said whilst letting out a deep breath. He turned back to face Santana. "You've brainwashed her! I have no idea how you do it… but she'll come to her senses. She'll come running back to me when she realises what a no good, waste of space you really are!" he was practically screaming in her face now. She wasn't fazed. She crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently.

"Are you done?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. She smiled to herself when she imagined steam coming out of his ears as his temper boiled over.

"No I'm not done!" He shook his head when she huffed. She was desperate for him to go away.

"I really wish you and your big clown feet would waddle off some-place else because this whole conversation is exhausting." His face turned bright red with anger, but whatever he said Santana would have a come-back for. Quinn couldn't let this battle continue. As much as she appreciated Santana standing up for her, she knew that she would not be sensitive enough to handle the situation efficiently.

"San, do you mind if I talk to him?" she whispered into her ear as she gently rubbed Santana's arm. Santana softened at the touch and agreed. She backed off but still listened in on the conversation.

"Finn, look… I'm sorry that you had to find out this way," she began to explain but he soon interrupted.

"I really don't understand, Quinn!?" he snapped as she sighed. She completely understood his confusion.

"I didn't mean it to happen but…" She looked over at Santana who offered Quinn a small smile of support. Her heart skipped a beat at the beauty of her. "I fell-in-love with her, Finn. It happened a while ago… before we got together this year." she winced as she admitted her irrational actions. He turned pale and remained silent. "Please say something?" She needed to know if was okay.

"So let me get this straight… you fell in-love with, Santana… then for some reason you got back with me… then broke up with me and now you're with her?!" he asked looking for confirmation. Santana scowled in the corner at the way he kept saying her name like she was poison.

"Yes." she confirmed. But Finn still looked confused.

"But if you knew you loved her, why did you get back with me?" She was dreading answering this question but she taken on a new rule in her life- honesty at all times.

"We umm… had a fall out and I was angry and confused, so…" she mumbled under her breath but Finn heard perfectly clearly. Finn looked into her eyes when she dared to look up from the floor and she regretted it instantly. He looked wounded- so heartbroken. He shook his head in despair and walked off.

Quinn felt so awful. It hit her well and truly what a bitch she had been-to Santana and to Finn. Tears began to stream from her eyes but soon stopped when she felt warm arms wrap around her waist and a soothing voice whispering in her ear.

"Hey, you. Don't be upset. He'll get over it… And now you've got everything out in the open, things will start to get better," Santana comforted her. Quinn turned to face her.

"I love you."

"I love you too." replied Santana before pecking a light, gentle but meaningful kiss on Quinn's lips. She glanced around them and noticed a small crowd staring at them- some of Finn's friends looking pissed, some smiling and some Freshman guys looking turned on. Santana scoffed.

"There's nothing to see here. Why don't you all just run off and carry on with your sad little lives?" she snapped with her HBIC glare. Everybody scuttled off except for Puck who had been lurking in the background. He approached them with open arms. The two girls suddenly found themselves being crushed.

"You know, this is kinda hot actually. Two chicks I've hooked up with… together," he joked as he wiggled his eyebrows. They all laughed. "I'm happy for you. Just don't fuck it up again!" he warned before walking off and leaving Santana and Quinn alone. They stared deep into each other's eyes.

"This is really real now, huh?" Quinn said shyly whilst biting her bottom lip with a combination of excitement and nerves. This was her first real relationship where she was really in-love. It was scary, but she felt safe with Santana. She felt secure enough to expose all of her body, mind and soul to the beautiful Latina.

"Yep. Real," Santana confirmed with a huge smile forming on her face. "So I can do this…" Santana raised an eyebrow before sliding her hands up to Quinn's sensitive neck which she stroked as her lips pressed passionately against Quinn's. Quinn's arms wrapped around Santana and pulled her in closer. "Mm, I could get used to this." admitted Santana as she pulled away for air. Quinn laughed lightly.

"Me too, but whether we're in a relationship or not, public affection is still not very cool… You're always complaining when Mike and Tina do as little as hug…" Quinn reminded. Santana rested her forehead on Quinn's.

"That's because I haven't ever felt like this before…" Quinn's heart raced when she heard the sweet words. "Look, I know we already skipped school this week but… do you wanna get out of here?" Santana asked whilst winking. Quinn couldn't think of anything she'd like more than to be in the privacy of her own bed with Santana.

"Sure. Let's go."

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