The next day, Quinn walked out of Cheerios practices angry and exhausted. She can't believe that Santana screamed at her in front of her fellow Cheerios and Coach Sue. COACH SUE!

"Quinn…"

She turned around and saw Finn. She wanted to scream at him to release what she feels inside, but instead, she said, "Finn, I know you're disappointed about my decision with the duet thing between me and Sam, but I'm really exhausted right now, I don't really think I want to hear any scolding." She turned her back on Finn as she felt her eyes well up. She just can't take any more right now. She's had enough embarrassment and pain for the day.

"Yeah, I was about to say something about that… but can I ask you a question, though?" he said.

Quinn wiped her tears and turned again to face Finn. "Shoot."

"Are you and Sam… you know…"

"Dating?" Quinn said then chuckled. "No, we're not. You can check everyday if you want."

He smiled and hugged her. "Thanks!"

She pulled back and laughed. "For what?"

Quinn looked really adorable and Finn can't help but grin. He hugged her again. "Oh god, I love you," he accidentally blurt out.

They both froze. "You what?" Quinn asked with shock and amusement clear in her eyes.

"Uh… I mean, I…."

"Quinn!" Sam called from afar. Quinn turned and saw Sam standing not so far away from them. "Choir room," he mouthed.

She nodded and tapped Finn's shoulder as she left. "Quinn, I –"

"You thought I was Rachel. I get it now, Finn. As much as I want you to say those three exact words to me, I can't deny the fact that you're with her now. What you just said may have just slipped, but you know how much those words mean to me. Please don't just throw your I love you's around," she said and finally left.

I don't throw my I love you's around, Quinn. Even though that just slipped from my mouth, that was real.

"What is this, Sam?" Quinn asked as soon as she entered the choir room. Sam was standing in the middle and everyone was looking at him.

"Well your boyfriend is asking us to sit and watch him perform for you. I clearly have no time for this one," Santana said in a snobby voice and stepped down. She walked towards Quinn and shoved her. "Move aside, Quinn."

Quinn did as told then sighed deeply. Taking orders from Santana is just temporary, Quinn. You wouldn't want to take much more crap right now, do you?, she thought to herself.

She walked out of the choir room and decided to go home. As she was walking down the hallway, she felt someone grab her wrist. It was Sam.

"Quinn, what's wrong? Why did you just walk out?" he asked.

"I've had too much as of now, Sam. I'm sorry, but I don't want to hear your number right now. Maybe tomorrow or next week… but not now. Seriously, I'm not saying this because I don't like you. I do. I really do, but you need to understand," she said and hugged him.

"Can I drive you home?" he asked her. She shook her head.

Quinn walked away and passed by the parking lot. She spotted a familiar pale blue car and decided to move closer. He was there inside and when he saw her, he gleamed.

"Finn, can you take me home?" she asked without any hesitation. Well, maybe talking to you would make me feel much better. After all, you're the only one who can cheer me up when I'm down, she thought.

"Sure," he replied and she smiled.

"Wait, are you taking Rachel home too?" she asked, confused.

"Yeah, I'll come back for her later. Right now, I'm taking you home first," he said and chuckled.

"Thanks."

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