A/N: Thanks for all the reviews on the last chapter! I believe this one more than makes up for how the other one ended :)
Full of Faberry goodness. I had fun writing this one, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any songs (or Britney Spears) or movies featured, nor do I own iPod or the name Cinderella.
(The bold quotes are song lyrics-which I also don't own)
Chapter 13: Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not?
"Are you gonna kiss me or not?
Are we gonna do this or what?
I think you know I like you a lot
but you're 'bout to miss your shot.
Are you gonna kiss me or not?"
Quinn didn't dare look up from the piano when she finished her song. But she did hear Finn whisper to Artie, "I don't get it. Who was she singing to?"
She heard the applause and chanced a look toward Rachel who was staring intently at her. That was a good sign, right? They looked into each other's eyes, and Quinn could have sworn Rachel's were quite a bit darker than usual.
"Great job, Quinn!" Will praised as he stood from his seat and walked to the middle of the classroom. "Now, why don't we discuss possibilities for our group number for Sectional's? Any suggestions?"
Quinn tore her gaze from Rachel and walked back to her seat between Brittany and Santana. Unfortunately, her conversation with Rachel would have to wait until after glee, because there were far too many prying eyes.
Quinn waited until she and Rachel were the only ones left in the choir room before she approached Rachel.
"Hey there." She shyly greeted Rachel.
"Hey." Rachel responded just as shyly.
They were both silent for a couple of minutes before Rachel spoke up. "You ruined it you know." Before Quinn's heart could break, Rachel continued with a devilish grin. "I was preparing a song to sing for you on Friday."
"You…what? Really?" Quinn couldn't articulate her thoughts. "Does that mean?"
Rachel stepped impossibly close leaning in even more. "Yes it means…"
Neither girl was sure who initiated the kiss, but what started out as a chaste kiss, grew into something decidedly more. Their eyes closed of their own accord as they explored each other's mouth. Tongues were eventually added as they struggled between submission and dominance. Quinn cursed herself that she had to pull away first, breathing heavily. Rachel held her close, not that she intended to go anywhere. Rachel gently tugged on Quinn's lower lip with her teeth, eliciting a moan from the other girl.
"It was the best dang kiss that I ever had,
except for that long one after that."
When Quinn caught her breath, she dove in for another kiss. Attacking Rachel's already swollen lips with her own. Their first kiss was an exploration of each other, their very own silent declaration of desire. This kiss was hungrier, as if neither could get enough of the other. They didn't stop until their lungs burned with lack of oxygen, both pulling apart; panting loudly.
Quinn leaned in; resting her forehead against Rachel's and looked into her completely darkened eyes. "Well, that went better than I hoped."
Rachel giggled before claiming another kiss; less hungry, less needy, but just as full of passion. Quinn felt like Rachel was offering her hope, and a future. A future together. She smiled into the kiss at the thought of a future with Rachel.
Rachel went over to Quinn's after school. After a heated make-out session on the couch, they decided to head up to Quinn's room. Once inside, Rachel stopped in her tracks and took in the room. The walls were a bright red, but what caught her attention were the black words painted sporadically on the red paint. She stepped closer, trying to understand what she was seeing; then it hit her, they were song lyrics. As Rachel read through them, she realized that Quinn's soul was splayed across the walls for the whole world to see.
Quinn studied Rachel as she took in the room. She bit her bottom lip in worry. This was her life. When she moved back home, she took down the Jesus painting and started from scratch. Since then she has added anything that moved her, anything that said what she herself couldn't find the words to say or didn't dare say aloud. This was her. And she immediately began to worry if Rachel would like who she was.
Rachel took in the words, understanding Quinn more and more with each lyric.
"Note to self don't change for anyone
Note to self don't die
Not to self don't change for anyone
Don't change just lie"
Rachel moved across the room, reading the words thoughtfully.
"You gave me life now show me how to live…"
Nearby it said:
"I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For"
She noticed a picture in a frame. It was from Halloween, when she posed with Quinn, Puck and Beth for a photo. She smiled at the memory. Then she noticed the words that were near it.
"I'd rather be anywhere but here without you…"
Rachel took a deep breath and was going to turn to face Quinn when she noticed another set of lyrics. She immediately approached the wall, running her fingertips over the words. She stood there for a moment until Quinn's arms around her waist, hugging her from behind, interrupted her thoughts.
"So I throw up my fist
Throw a punch in the air
and accept the truth,
that sometimes life isn't fair.
Yeah, I'll send down a wish
Yeah, I'll send up a prayer
And finally, someone will see
how much I care"
"I don't think I ever told you, but I loved your song, Rachel." Quinn whispered in her ear.
Rachel sighed, leaning back into Quinn who was all too eager to hold her closer. "That wasn't about Finn, you know."
Quinn didn't know how to respond, so she remained silent. Rachel took that as a sign to continue. "I wrote it for you. You said all those things that day and I think I just wanted to prove you wrong. To show you that you didn't know me."
Quinn turned Rachel around she that they were standing face to face. She had a sad smile on her face. "But I do know you, and you know me."
Quinn led Rachel by the hand to another wall, fingering some lyrics that Rachel had yet to see.
"And you got no where else to go
and your lost within your own home
your tryin' so hard to win
you keep tryin' it's embarrassin'
and how you don't even know
but you know your off the tracks"
Rachel traced the words too, eventually finding Quinn's hand and folding in into hers. She brought their laced hands and placed them between them, on her own heart. Then quietly sang. "I'll help you break the walls down."
Quinn's eyes went wide. "You…you know the song?"
Rachel raised an eyebrow and smirked. "I don't just listen to Broadway. Besides, it's a good song.
Quinn captured Rachel's lips, this time trying to emphasize the extent of her feelings for the girl. The depth of her…it was way too soon to call it love, but boy had she fallen for this girl.
After another make-out session that ended up on Quinn's bed, the girls pried themselves apart and started to make some flyers and posters for Rachel. Elections were on Friday, and they had a lot of work to do if they wanted to win.
They eventually wandered down the stairs and into the kitchen where Judy was preparing dinner.
"Hey, girls! Rachel, I didn't know you were coming today."
The girl's shared a look. "I wasn't planning on it, Judy; it was sort of a last minute thing."
"We were working on Rachel's campaign posters; she's running for Class President, Mom."
"That's great, sweetheart! I hope you win."
"Thank you, so do I."
"So, are you joining us for dinner?"
"Oh, I wish I could but I have to get home. I have so much homework to do. Plus, Quinn and I are making cupcakes tomorrow to hand out on Election Day and I have to go shopping for some ingredients."
Quinn looked a bit disappointed that Rachel wouldn't be staying, but she knew they'd have tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that…
"I'll walk you out."
When they approached Rachel's car, and loaded the posters and flyers inside, Quinn suddenly seemed nervous. She started scuffing at the floor with her shoe, and avoided eye contact. Rachel noticed, but before she could voice her concern, Quinn's eyes shot up to hers. "So, Rach, I was wondering. Would you? I guess, I just wanted to know…will you let me take you on a date Friday night?"
Rachel couldn't have found Quinn more adorable than she was in that moment. She leaned in giving her a chaste kiss on the lips before pulling away, but only slightly. "Quinn, baby, I thought that my making out with you all afternoon made it obvious enough that I'd love to go out with you."
A lopsided grin appeared on Quinn's face at the word 'baby' and how easily it slipped off of Rachel's tongue. Then the rest of Rachel's words registered. "So, you're saying 'yes' then?"
Rachel kissed her again. "I'm saying 'always.'"
They stood in silence again, it was comfortable this time. Quinn broke it first. "Well, I should let you go now."
"I wish I could stay."
Quinn smiled brightly. "Then stay."
"Not today."
They kissed goodbye and Rachel waited for Quinn to get inside the house before sending her a text.
You're a good kisser, Fabray.
Quinn read her text, smiling to herself. She hurried to the front door to see if Rachel was still there, but she was gone. She sighed before replying.
You're not too bad yourself, Berry.
Quinn woke up Thursday, feeling quite nervous. She and Rachel were too busy well, making out, to discuss what it meant for them. She knew Rachel liked her, but how did that translate for school? Stolen kisses in the hallway, make-out sessions in the janitor's closet, would they have their lunch alone in the choir room?
As she was walking down the stairs, her phone beeped with a new message.
Good morning! I trust you slept well.
I was wondering how you wanted to handle
things at school today?
Of course, this was Rachel she was talking about. She should have known they'd have a course of action planned before arriving at school. She answered Rachel's text.
How about I pick you up
and we discuss it on the way?
Rachel's response was almost instantaneous.
Looking forward to it!
Quinn quickly ate her breakfast, kissed her very perplexed mother goodbye and ran out the door. Rachel was already outside waiting for her when she arrived. Rachel climbed inside and they shared a brief 'hello' kiss. Then just before Quinn was about to pull out of her driveway, Rachel pulled her in for a more heated kiss. Rachel smiled when they broke apart and announced. "I've wanted to do that since I drove away yesterday."
Quinn laughed loudly, pulled her car in gear and heading toward the school.
"So…" She began nervously.
"So…" Rachel smiled back.
"What are we at school? Dating or…"
"Dating is fine. Are you sure you're okay with being out at school. I don't mind if…"
Quinn reached for Rachel's hand, interlocking their fingers and placing their hands between them. "Rachel, I want to show the entire school how lucky I am to have you. I'm not ashamed of us."
Rachel's smile lit up her whole face. "Then, I'd like for us to just be us. Whatever we're comfortable with, we'll take it as we go."
"I plan on holding your hand, walking you to class and stealing as many kisses as I can. Just so you know." Quinn smirked.
Rachel chuckled, and lightly squeezed Quinn's hand in hers. "I look forward to it."
When they arrived at school, Quinn hurried out of the car and opened Rachel's door for her. Rachel smiled in thanks and laced their fingers as they walked hand in hand into the doors of William McKinley.
Santana and Brittney's public 'outing' on Monday had pretty much died down after the first day or so, so when Quinn and Rachel walked in holding hands, barely anyone (except maybe Jewfro) paid attention. They were friends openly for a while now, so the two of them dating didn't come as a complete and total shock. At least not to everyone. Finn stormed up to them as they stopped by Quinn's locker.
"What the Hell, Rachel! People are saying you and Quinn…" Finn demanded.
Quinn slammed her locker shut, reached for Rachel's hand possessively (and protectively) and addressed Finn. "They're saying what, Finn? That we're together? We're dating? Yes. We. Are."
Finn looked torn between being confused and being upset. "But you're not even gay. Neither of you are."
"Finn, I know it's hard for you to understand. But it's true. Quinn and I…"
"Rachel, look. I waited a few days for you to calm down. I just wanted to tell you that I'm ready to take you back now."
Quinn dropped Rachel's hand and shoved Finn back a little, before yelling at the boy. "Listen here, Finn Hudson! Rachel dumped you. That's it, you're over. She's with me now." She tried to bite back some of the venom but she couldn't contain it all.
Finn took a step toward Quinn, but his path was instantly blocked by Santana Lopez. "You best be movin' Lurch. They said they don't need you, and they meant it."
"Back off Santana."
"I think you need to back off, Finn." Puck said as he approached the group.
Finn looked at Puck, then Santana. He attempted the step around the Latina, but she blocked his movements. He stared her down before looking back up and Rachel and Quinn then shook his head and walked away.
Quinn and Rachel arrived at Rachel's house after play rehearsal. They didn't get further than the couch before Quinn jumped Rachel. She was kissing her impatiently, "I've waited…" another kiss. "all day…" another kiss "for this."
Rachel led them to the couch were they began another heated make-out session. Quinn, on top, detached their lips and began kissing her way down Rachel's jawline. Her mouth made its way to Rachel's neck, causing Rachel to moan in pleasure. The sound only spurred Quinn on further. What started out as open mouthed kisses quickly became more. Quinn began sucking on Rachel's neck with fervor. Each time eliciting a louder moan, eventually Rachel leaned her head back allowing Quinn full access.
As she claimed Rachel's neck passionately, her hands began to wander. It wasn't long before one of her hands found Rachel's ample breast. She gently squeezed which instantly caused Rachel's hips to thrust into her. She moaned at the sensation. She stopped sucking on Rachel's neck and once again placed open mouthed kisses on the girl; working her way back up until she reclaimed the girl's lips with her own. Tongues danced.
Rachel could not believe what Quinn was doing to her or how it made her feel. If simply making out could be this phenomenal, then she couldn't imagine what making love to the girl would feel like. She whimpered at the thought of it, the sound made Quinn pull away. "Are you okay? Is this okay?" Quinn asked obvious concern lacing her husky voice.
In response, Rachel grabbed Quinn's head and pulled her back down; passionately kissing her lips. She pulled away, breathed out that she was fine, and began kissing Quinn's neck. She wanted to show Quinn how good it felt, and began sucking. Quinn moaned loudly, "Oh God…"
Rachel pulled away quickly. Quinn looked at her questioningly. "Why'd you stop?"
Rachel's eyebrows knitted together. She bit her lip. "I…I thought you were going to make us pray now."
Quinn began laughing hysterically. She sat up on the couch, and faced Rachel. "Did it look like I wanted to stop now?"
Rachel looked down, embarrassed. "No."
"Believe me, stopping this…" She pointed between them "to pray, was the furthest thing from my mind."
Rachel smiled. Quinn rolled her eyes. "But since the mood is officially ruined, why don't we go start the cupcakes." Quinn said standing up and pulling Rachel to her.
"Are you mad?" Rachel wondered.
Quinn kissed the girl chastely. "At you? Never. It's for the best anyway; I think we could stand to slow down a little."
As they walked into the kitchen, Rachel reached up to stroke her neck. Quinn noticed her, and pulled her hand away to examine the area. "Sorry, Rach, but I think you'll wanna try to cover that before your dads get home."
Rachel ran to the bathroom mirror to check for yourself. "Quinn Fabray! Did you have to mark me?"
Quinn smiled to herself and thought 'Of course I marked you, your mine now.' But what she said instead was, "I didn't hear you complaining."
She heard Rachel huff and mumble something, but she couldn't find it in herself to care. She just made out with Rachel freaking Berry and it was amazing!
You're a good cook, Quinn.
Quinn smiled to herself when she got home from the Berry's and received her daily 'pick me up' from Rachel. A good cook. Why so generic? They spent the entire afternoon making out. She marked the girl, repeatedly, for crying out loud. And all she got was 'you're a good cook.' If she wanted more than that she had to step it up a notch. Tomorrow night's date had to be perfect. Beyond perfect. It had to be Rachel Berry approved.
She had a feeling that even with the elections and glee, tomorrow was going to drag on and on. She couldn't wait until her first date with Rachel. She had been planning it ever since she realized she had feelings for the girl.
Friday morning, the student body had to vote on their Class President. Brittany, Kurt and Rachel were the only ones running. And since Brittany had the votes of the jocks, the cheerios and most of the female (and male) population; she won by a landslide. Quinn figured Brittany would win just because Rachel and Kurt weren't popular…at all. But what she hadn't planned on was Brittany asking Rachel to be her Vice President.
Rachel accepted and suggested Kurt be their Treasurer. So with that, and Santana as Secretary, William McKinley High School had its first gay Student Government. Quinn was proud of them all, but she was especially proud of Rachel. Rachel was so happy that Kurt would get the opportunity to further his agenda and she still had a title she could put on her own college application. It was a win-win for all, and Quinn got to reap the benefits of Rachel's cheerfulness. And by reaping the benefits, she meant make out in choir room before everybody arrived.
After another make out session in the back of Quinn's car, the girls parted ways in preparation for their date.
Quinn arrived at the Berry residence at precisely 6:30, wearing a yellow sundress (it was Rachel's favorite color, she recently learned) and white sweater. Rachel looked sexy in what resembled the outfit she wore during her 'Britney Spears' phase. Rachel greeted her with a chaste kiss and a whispered "You're beautiful," before leading her inside to speak with her dads.
"Hey Quinn, Rachel says you girls are hanging out tonight." Michael stated when the girls entered the kitchen.
"Yes, sir. We are."
"Where you going?" Jeremiah questioned.
"It's a surprise. So I can't tell you, sorry." Quinn offered, smiling apologetically.
"That's okay, just have her back my midnight Quinn." Michael smiled warmly.
"Will do."
"Bye Dad, Daddy." Rachel said as she followed Quinn to her car.
Quinn opened the door and helped Rachel inside, then walked around to the driver's side. When she sat inside, she gave Rachel another quick kiss before reaching behind the seat and grabbing a single, long stemmed red rose. She handled it to Rachel as she nervously tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.
"I didn't want to bring you a bouquet because then you're dads would know about us and I wasn't sure if you were ready for that. But, well, I didn't want to come empty handed."
Rachel held the stem between her fingers reverently. She smiled sweetly, and then looked up meeting Quinn's twinkling eyes. "It's perfect. But you already wooed me Quinn, ages ago."
Quinn grinned. "I haven't even really got started yet…"
Rachel linked their fingers and Quinn tore her eyes away from Rachel's and drove them to their destination.
About ten minutes later, they arrived at a large beautiful house. Rachel looked around, not recognizing the area. "Where are we? What is this?"
"Santana's house." Quinn gauged Rachel's reaction. "Don't worry, her parents are out of town and she is staying at Brittany's. The house is on loan."
Quinn hurried out of the car and opened Rachel's door, taking her hand and helping her out. She then opened the truck and grabbed a picnic basket and some blankets. She held Rachel's hand as they walked to the front door.
As Quinn pulled out a key to unlock the door, Rachel stated. "I thought she lived in Lima Heights."
"Lima Heights adjacent. Her parent's are loaded." Quinn opened the door, and then turned to face Rachel. "She's trusting you Rachel, her whole rep is on the line here."
Rachel nodded in understanding before following Quinn inside. There was a bottle of wine sitting in a bucket of ice beside two wine glasses, and an iPod docking station with Quinn's iPod already queued up to the playlist she made earlier. Quinn grabbed the items, placing them in her picnic basket (leaving the bucket with ice on the counter and just packing the wine).
She led Rachel outside. When they were on the back patio, Rachel saw that the backyard was lined with Christmas lights (the white monochromatic ones). The Lopez's had a large lake on their property and the Christmas lights as well as the moonlight were dancing across the surface of the water. It was breathtaking. "Quinn, this is beautiful!" Rachel gasped.
She followed Quinn until they were standing under a tree, near the water. She watched as Quinn neatly laid out the blanket on the grass. She then plugged the iPod station into an extension cord hanging from the tree. She pressed play as soft music began to play. Then she looked up to Rachel, and held out her hand. "Would you care to join me for a dance?"
Rachel's whole face lit up. "I'd love to!"
Rachel took hold of Quinn's hand and was led away from the blanket and the lake. They began to dance slowly. Rachel's arms around Quinn's neck, Quinn's arms on Rachel's hips. They danced in silence; Rachel listened for a few seconds before she spoke. "I love this song, Quinn. It's one of my favorites."
Quinn smiled knowingly as they danced; allowing the music to wash over them.
"They say you're not really somebody
until somebody else loves you.
Well, I am ready to make somebody
somebody soon.
Are we there yet?"
They danced for two songs, before Quinn pulled away and said. "We should eat before it gets too cold."
She led Rachel to the blanket and helped her down before sitting beside her. She pulled out the items from the picnic basket. Distributing them to Rachel and herself. Then she poured them each a glass of wine. "I brought some other beverages if you prefer; if you've still sworn off alcohol."
Rachel smiled. "I think tonight is an exception, Quinn."
"I've never cooked vegan food before, so I hope its all okay." Quinn stated nervously before they began eating. Rachel took a bite and replied. "It's really good Quinn, thank you. For all of this."
"Thank you for joining me." Quinn sipped her wine.
They ate and shared pleasant conversation, while music softly serenaded them. If Rachel thought the lights bouncing across the water were beautiful, it was nothing compared to how stunning Quinn looked with the moonlight dancing off her hair. Rachel was mesmerized by the radiance of her…Quinn.
After they finished eating, Quinn packed up the picnic basket, and sat it to the side of their blanket. They both lay on their backs, looking into the sky. Unconsciously, their legs tangled together, and Rachel moved closer to Quinn, draping herself across Quinn's body. Quinn wrapped her arms around the brunette, sighing in contentment. "Rachel, will you be my girlfriend?"
Quinn felt Rachel shift and saw the girl's face in front of her own. "First you sing to me before I get to sing to you, and now you steal my lines."
Quinn grinned lopsidedly. "You're not fast enough, Berry. You gotta catch up."
Rachel captured her lips with her own. "You're telling me, I haven't had the chance to mark you yet."
They made out under the stars for nearly an hour and a half, before they untangled themselves and relaxed under the night sky. They were in silence for a while, three whole songs played around them. "We still have time for a movie, I have it all set up inside." Quinn offered.
Quinn and Rachel were on the couch in the Lopez's den, alternating between making out and watching "The Notebook."
When the movie was done the girls sat on the couch talking a little while. "So, I was thinking about getting a job after school, as a waitress or something. I can work while you're at your play rehearsals. I wanna show I'm responsible, you know, for Beth."
"Quinn, I think that's a great idea." Their hands were linked, so Rachel raised them up to her lips and kissed Quinn's fingers. "I'm so proud of you."
Quinn smiled at the words and at Rachel's gesture. "I think it's getting time to bring you home, Cinderella."
Rachel giggled. "I wish I were going shopping with you and your mom tomorrow."
Quinn sighed. "Rachel, I'd love for you to come too. But my mom doesn't know about us, and I seriously doubt I'd be able to keep my hands off of you."
"You're right, I am rather addicting."
They kissed, languidly. Quinn broke away. "I have to get you home on time; otherwise your dads will hate me." She pulled Rachel up and off the couch.
"They wouldn't hate you unless they knew what we were doing that made me so late."
"Why don't you want to tell them about us, they of all people wouldn't mind?"
"I know they won't mind. But if they knew, they'd instigate an open door policy and I just don't want to deal with that yet. Not before we made full use of my soundproof bedroom."
Quinn's mouth dropped open and her eyes darkened. "No, we wouldn't want that." She said as she claimed Rachel's lips as her own.
Another half an hour of making out later, they hurried to Rachel's house. As they pulled into the driveway, Rachel unbuckled her seatbelt and went to hurry out the door but she was stopped by Quinn's hand. "Not so fast, I want to end this date properly. Stay right there."
She hurried around the car to open Rachel's door, and then led her up to the front door. Just before Rachel went to wish her a goodnight, Quinn leaned in and chastely kissed her lips. "I'm sorry, but I needed my goodnight kiss." Quinn whispered as she pulled away.
"You'll never hear me complaining."
They saw the curtains move, and two shadows hurry away from the window. "Looks like they'll be implementing that open door policy now." Quinn smiled.
"I can't believe they spied on me!"
"The good news is that since the cat is out of the bag, I get a proper good night kiss now."
They kissed for several minutes before they forced themselves apart. "Thank you for tonight, Quinn." Rachel said before disappearing behind the front door and leaving Quinn alone on the front steps, grinning like an idiot.
When Rachel got inside, she was greeted by her very stern looking fathers.
"I broke up with Finn on Monday. Quinn asked me out, and it was our first date tonight. Sorry I didn't tell you, but it happened so fast and well, now you know." Rachel was able to say in one complete breath, only because she spoke so quickly.
"There will be ground rules now. There will be an open door policy, and no more sleepovers." Michael firmly stated.
"But Dad!"
"You're lucky we don't ground you, it's after your curfew."
"Only by like ten minutes." Rachel replied sheepishly.
"Honey, we like Quinn. And we're happy for you. But we can't let there be a double standard just because you're both girls." Jeremiah reiterated.
"Yes. I understand. But…"
"No buts, Rachel." Michael interrupted.
"You're right." Rachel said before excusing herself and going to her room.
Quinn pulled in her driveway when she got Rachel's message.
Open door policy and no more sleepovers :(
Quinn frowned at the statement. Replying:
We'll just have to get more creative :)
Quinn lay on her bed and replayed her date with Rachel in her mind. She was truly happy. Her phone buzzed, bringing her from her thoughts.
I like the way you think!
You are an amazing girlfriend, Quinn Fabray.
Best compliment ever!
Before Quinn could respond, her phone rang. She immediately picked up, assuming it was Rachel. Boy was she wrong…
A/N: How'd you think the first date went? I think it turned out well, personally :)
Are You Gonna Kiss Me or Not? by Thompson Square
Get it Right from Glee
Anywhere But Here by SafetySuit
Walls by A Rocket Summer
Note to Self Don't Die by Ryan Adams
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For by U2
Are We There Yet? by Ingrid Michaelson