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Quinn had just spent another lunchtime with Rachel. It was friday afternoon so she was happy she got to spend more time with Rachel at school. She didn't ask Rachel out to coffee again becauseshe was going to Santana's house to drink with Santana and Brittany, and she definitely didn't want Rachel to see her drunk.

But Quinn felt happy. Rachel hadn't mentioned anything about Quinn's abnormal behaviour yesterday so they had fun together. Quinn felt like she was flirting with Rachel for a lot of the time they were together, but what she felt weird about was the fact she thought Rachel was flirting back. She spent her last two classes with Finn which she wasn't too happy about. Everyone in the Glee club had heard about her and Rachel getting coffee and hanging out.

It seemed that Finn had a problem with that and Quinns happy mood was ruined as soon as Finn started questioning her motives. "I just never thought you'd be friends with her." He said as he looked at her, confused. Quinn rolled her eyes.

"Shut up Finn, can't I just be friends with someone? So what that its Rachel Berry, it shoudln't concern you anyway." She snapped back. Finn did as she said and went back to his own work, she knew Finn was scared of her when she was angry, so she was glad he stopped. Most of the rest of her class was quiet and uneventful until she felt her phone buss in her pocket. She quietly took it out and saw that it was Rachel, she had gotten it that lunchtime and was glad she did; if she hadn't known it was Rachel she wouldn't of replied for the possibility of it being a cruel joke.

2:08PM- Hey Quinn, I'm bored in Lit3, do you have Mrs Baxter for any of your classes? She makes me want to fall asleep. Seriously I think I might learn how to sleep with my eyes open.

Quinn smiled, not only because what Rachel said was funny to her, but the fact they'd become so comfortable with each other in such a short amount of time. It felt so natural and normal being around her. She looked up to see her teacher on his laptop, focussed on what he was doing, so Quinn looked back at her phone and pressed 'Reply'.

2:10PM- Hey, yeah I have her in my Literature class! I usually zone out after about 15 seconds. School is the place to learn to sleep with your eyes open, its a valuable technique to learn! ;D

Quinn sighed as she pressed Send, a sigh of relief more than anything. She almost immediately got a reply, she was shocked that someone could reply so fast.

2:11PM- I don't think I've ever met someone who enjoys Mrs B's class. Everyone just wants to sleep in there. Well it'll be an awesome technique for future reference! What teacher do you have?

2:13PM- I don't even know my teachers name, we have a sub. So everyone's kind of just doing their own thing, I dont know how this guy got a qualification. :p

2:14PM- Are you serious? Maybe I should come in there and teach :) It cant be too hard to do! Lol! So anyway, what are you doing tonight?

2:15PM- You could if you wanted, I think the teacher would just sit and listen to you! You could probably teach him a few things! Tonight I'm going to Santana's and we're going to have a few drinks. What about you? x

After Quinn pressed send she felt her chest tighten. Even though it was just a letter, the 'x' made her feel nervous, wondering how Rachel would reply, if she'd freak out, maybe she would reply with a reciprocation of the love.

2:15PM- I could teach everyone a few things! Oh thats nice, I hope you have fun. Try not to get too drunk Miss Fabray :p I'm just going to be at home, I was going to have a girls night with Kurt and Mercedes but they both ended up having plans with their boyfriends so I'll just stay home and go on facebook or something. x

Quinns heart skipped a beat when she saw that 'x'. She felt stupid but she really didn't care anymore. She knew she was going to end up talking to Santana about her feelings that evening, whether it was when she was sober or drunk she didn't know; but she knew it was inevitable. She smiled and looked around the room and her eyes widened when she saw that Finn was looking at her quizzically. She quickly looked away and laughed to herself. She hadn't felt this happy in a long time, she didn't want Finn to ruin it.

2:18PM- I'll try not to get too drunk, mom! haha :) oh thats not good. Its friday night! Don't spend it on facebook! x

2:19PM- Hahaha, oh my gosh you nearly made me laugh out loud, I wouldve gotten such weird looks! I don't really mind spending a friday at home. I mean I could text you but you'll be with Santana so I dont want to bother you. I might anyway :p x

2:23PM- That would be so funny to see if it happened! I can't guarentee I'll reply straight away but you can text me if you want :) x

2:26PM- I might if I get bored enough :) you'll probably be too busy with your social life to reply Miss Popular! x

2:30PM- Hah, Miss Popular? How creative of you Miss Berry! :p anyway, Finn is giving me weird looks so I'd better go. I'll text you later k? x

2:34PM- Oh, okay sure. Tell Finn to mind his own business for me ;) okay bye Quinn xo

Quinn smiled as she put her phone away, but Finns weird looks weren't ceasing. Everyone in the class was talking loudly, the teacher not caring. Finn turned to Quinn,

"What was that? Got a boyfriend or something? You can tell me, Quinn." Finn asked, in a very serious tone. Quinn rolled her eyes.

"No, I don't have a boyfriend. I was just texting my uh.. friend." She said as she opened her book and started drawing. Finn continued giving her weird looks for the rest of the session, but Quinn tried to ignore him.

As soon as the bell went she quickly grabbed her things and walked out of the classroom. When she got to her locker she was surprised to see Rachel there, with Santana. Her stomach twisted when she saw them speaking, hoping they weren't talking about her.

"Hey guys." Quinn said as she opened her locker.

"Speak of the devil!" Santana said as she grabbed Quinn's shoulder. "We were just talking about you!" Quinn's stomach twisted more, she opened her locker so Rachel couldn't see her reaction, her eyes widening and Quinn thought her face must've gone ghost-white with shock that they were talking about her.

"Oh yeah? What about me?" Quinn said, trying to keep her voice steady.

"Just that you were staying at Santana's tonight." Rachel said a little shy, opening Quinn's locker more so she could see her.

"Oh, okay then." Quinn said as she put her books away and grabbed her bag, breathing a sigh of relief as she closed her locker. "Well, I'll talk to you tonight or something?" Quinn said, smiling at Rachel as she stood with Santana, ready to go.

"Sure," Rachel said with a small smile, as she leaned into Quinn and hugged her. Quinn felt butterflies again, feeling Rachels hands on her back, she hugged Rachel back, her hands around Rachels waist, she closed her eyes and just existed for a moment. She inhaled the sweet smell of coconut and peppermint again, and before she knew it the hug was gone. Rachel and Santana exchanged waves as the went seperate ways down the halls.

"Oh yeah, you totally don't like her, you were totally right Quinn." Santana said sarcastically as they walked down the hall and out to Santana's car.

"Shut up, Santana. I don't want to talk about it here." Quinn said, looking around to make sure no one heard their conversation. She felt stupid since she'd been doing that so many times the past few days. They got into Santana's car and drove out of the carpark, talking about their plans for the evening. Quinn had brought all she needed in her bag to school that morning so they didn't need to go past Quinns house and they were quick to arrive at Santana's house.

As they walked inside Quinn realised the house was empty except for them. "Where are your parents?" Quinn asked, she knew Santana had already told her but she had such an odd week she'd forgotten.

"They went out of town for some kind of 2nd honeymoon or something. They explained it to me but I sort of zoned out." Santana said, apparently also forgetting she'd already told Quinn.

"Oh, okay cool. So it'll be just me, you and Britt tonight?"

"Seems like it." Santana said as she got out some glasses and pured them a glass of lemonade each.

"I feel like I'm going to be a third wheel."

"Why don't you invite your girlfriend over then?"

"She's not my girlfriend." Quinn said as she took a glass of lemonade, feeling her cheeks warm to a mild red.

"Not yet. But soon enough."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Look, I can tell you really like her, okay? And don't play stupid with me anymore, I'm getting really sick of it. The past two years in Glee club you guys have had something there, and this week its just so obvious that you like her. Why won't you just tell me what's going on?" Santana said with a little shrug as she took a sip of her lemonade.

"Okay fine, you want me to talk about how I'm really feeling and all that stupid emotional shit? Put a shot of vodka in this glass." Quinn said, holding out her now hlaf empty glass of lemonade.

"Alright good." Santana said as she opened up a cupboard and grabbed an almost full bottle of vodka out, and a shot glass. "I don't see why you can't talk about it anyway, its not like you're subtle with your love." Santana said as she poured the vodka into the shot glass and then pouring it into Quinn's glass. Quinn stirred her cup a little and quickly chugged the remains of her lemonade and vodka. After a minute of just staring down into the cup she looked up at Santana, who was patiently waiting for Quinn. She knew what Quinn was like with alcohol and talking about things.

"Okay. Look, I never thought I was gay. I mean yeah when I was with Finn I didn't really feel anything and the only reason I got with Puck was because I was feeling fat that day and there alcohol involved. But I just thought maybe they're not the right guy for me. Then Rachel, she's just.." Quinn put down her cup and sat down, putting her hands on her cheeks, looking directly at Santana. "Perfect. Santana, I love her. But she's straight."

"How do you know that?"

"Well what are the chances she'll be gay?"

"Well, 50 50, I'd say. I mean she seems into you. Has she specifically told you she's straight?"

"Well, no but-"

"Then its fair game. I say go for it." Santana said as she mixed them both another lemonade and vodka.

"Really? I mean don't you think that's a little forward, just being like 'Hey Rachel, I know we've only been friends for a few days but I'm totally and completely in love with you.'"

"You don't need to say it like that. That would be weird, and no one likes a creep Fabray." Santana said as she took a sip of her drink.

"I guess you're right. I'll figure something out I guess." Quinn said as she looked around the kitchen.

"So what happened between you and Berry in those lunchtimes you spent together, and when did you figure out you even liked her?" Santana asked as she leaned against the counter. Quinn proceeded to tell Santana about the past few days, from the morning she realised Rachel was missing, right up until the afterschool hug. After about 30 minutes she was finally done explaining everything, and Santana's eyes had widened far more than Quinn knew they could.

"Wow, you are so in love." Santana said, her mouth gaping open as Quinn finished her story.

"Shut up, I'm not." Quinn said as she walked over to the lounge room and turned the tv on, already a little tipsy.

"Okay fine, I'll shut up but you should tell her."

"Yeah, whatever."

It was now 1am and Quinn, Santana and Brittany were well and truly drunk. Quinn was watching some infomercial that was on, laughing at stupid things they were saying. She looked over to where Santana and Brittany were to tell them what was funny, but they were busy making out. Quinn immediately felt like a third wheel, and her good mood was gone because she realised she had no one to kiss.

She felt lonely, even though she was texting Rachel before, the texting had stopped and Quinn guessed Rachel had gone to sleep.

"Guys, can you stop kissing for one second?" Quinn asked, a little annoyed. Santana and Britts lips never left each others, Santana just waved a hand as to say "No" or "Go away". Quinn felt more annoyed than before, so she got up out of her chair and went to the kitchen, having the last of whatever was in the cups and then suddenly found herself outside. She was a little cold but had a jacket so she didn't mind.

She wandered down the street, realising that Rachel's house was only a few blocks away. She realised she lost control of her feet and they were guiding themselves towards Rachels house, but she didn't care, she just wanted to see her.

The streets were quiet, most of the lights in houses were off, the only way she could see the street was the streetlights dimly lighting the path. She tugged at her jacket, zipping it up since she suddenly felt so much colder. She turned down another street and saw that a few houses still had a few lights on, she was a little worried but not enough to turn back. She walked quickly, as quick as she could as she was drunk and walking all over the path. She was glad she hadn't brought her own car to Santana's house, she probably would've driven it and thought that if she did that she most likely would've crashed. Her thoughts were getting more and more, she realised how drunk she was and although she'd told Rachel she didn't want her to see her this drunk, she couldn't find the ability to care. She knew exactly what she was going to do when she got to Rachel's house, she wouldn't do it sober so she'd do it now whether she regretted it tomorrow or not.

Before she knew it, she was 3 houses away from Rachel's house. She stopped and gathered her thoughts together before going forward to Rachels lawn. She got her phone out, swaying from side to side trying to keep her balance as she looked through her contacts. Rach.

She pressed the call button and crossed one of her arms over her chest and put the phone to her ear with the other. She looked up at the house and saw a light turn on on the left of the upstairs area.

"..Hello?" A half-tired Rachel asked.

"Hey Rachel, its Quinn. Di- Did I wake you up?" Quinn said, realising how drunk she sounded. She looked down at her feet to make sure she was still upright.

"Yeah, but I'd just gone to sleep so its okay. What's up?"

"Come downstairs."

"W-what?"

"Come downstairs."

"I- Are you here?"

"Maybe. Santana lives a few blocks away. Just come down here."

"O-okay. Hang on." Rachel said, the line going dead as she saw a figure in the light, shuffling around and suddenly that room was empty, the light off and everything was dark again. Quinn put her phone away and just waited for what felt like an eternity.

Then suddenly there was movement at the front door, it opening a little and Rachel slipping out, and shutting the door so it didn't make any sound. Rachel walked over to where Quinn was standing, well swaying; trying to stay upright.

"Quinn, what are you doing here? Do you know what time it is?" Rachel whispered as she walked closer to Quinn.

"I- I just wanted to see you Rachel. Santana and Britt were making out and I was the third wheel and I didn't want to be that so I wanted to go for a walk then I realised you live near Santana and I-"

"I get that, but its late. And you're drunk." Rachel said, concerned.

"Well I.. Rachel. I don't know what to do." Quinn said as she walked closer to Rachel so they were inches apart.

"About what?"

"Feelings.. for you." Quinn mumbled as she looked at Rachels lips, licking her own.

"W-what?" Rachel asked, a little shocked; not really knowing what was going on.

Quinn's hand moved to Rachels neck, cupping it as she leaned in, trying to stay steady. She slowly leaned in, closing her eyes when her lips met Rachels. The kiss was deep and for a second, Quinn thought that Rachel was kissing her back. She felt Rachels hand meet Quinns free one, their hands entangling with each others, before Rachel leaned back, Quinn leaning forward to try to hold onto the kiss for a little longer.

Quinn opened her eyes to see Rachel staring at her with wide eyes.

"What the fuck was that?" Rachel said, a little out of breath and in shock.

"I- I just wanted to kiss you Rachel. I wanna be with you so much." Quinn had realised she'd said it before she could stop herself, she felt like an idiot for saying it while she was drunk.

"I- You. What?" Rachel said, obviously confused about what had just happened. Quinn could see the look on Rachels face; horror. Quinn panciked.

"I'm so sorry Rach. I- I gotta go." Quinn said as she turned and ran away from Rachels house, leaving Rachel dumbstruck in the middle of her lawn.