New Chapter folks and I really enjoyed writing this one, so I do hope you enjoy and remember to review!

Someone said I made a mistake about Santana. I'll clarify; she works at the diner on MWF different hourly shifts, she has night classes at NYADA T&TH, and works alternate friday nights and saturdays at the Coyote Ugly. As for Quinn she is taking 18 credits. She has 4 classes on T&TH and 2 classes on M&W giving her friday, saturday, and sunday off.

This Chapter is in Quinn's POV

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Six months, six months since I've seen Santana and now she's in my bed, under my sheets completely naked and spooning me. I have to say out of these six months this is the most relaxed and terrified I have ever felt. I haven't felt my body so loose, pleased, and free of stress until now. At the same time a million thoughts are running through my mind. The first is why is Santana here in my dorm room instead of the Brooklyn loft? The second is what about her girlfriend? The third and the one that's really killing me is the fact that I have now slept with my best friend twice who is a lesbian and I'm straight, well that's even more confusing because I don't know what I am. I know I think girls are pretty, I mean even the gayest guy does, but I have never really been attracted to any other girl. I have always thought Santana was beautiful. I slowly turn around to face her and realize she's probably the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She takes my breath away. Her adorable chunky cheeks, her perfect nose, sexy manicured eyebrows, long lashes, those dark brown chocolate eyes that captivate me and make my head fuzzy, and those lips. I can have a million words to describe those luscious, sexy, juicy lips, but not one word to describe how they feel kissing me.

Santana is everything I am and everything I'm not. We're so alike that we can do and like the same things, but that also causes us to want to rip each other's heads off. We can break each other in an instant. She's better than me, why because she's brave, strong, and confident. Before that made me envy her, but now I find it completely sexy and a turn on. I'm scared; I'm scared because she's a girl, my best friend, and also the only person that could truly either make me the happiest person in this planet with more love than I could ever imagine and fully commit myself to her for the rest of my life or break my heart into a million pieces and destroy me forever.

These past few months have been horrible without her. After the wedding I promised it wouldn't get weird, but I couldn't deny the fact that we had sex and a lot of it. We had sex and I have never been touched or pleased the way she did it to me. It ignited my bones and warmed my heart. That night was the best night of my life and Santana Lopez gave me something no other man has ever; love and passion. When we headed out towards check out we kept stealing glances at one another. We decided that a proper nursing for a wild night was a big breakfast, so we headed to a local diner. We spoke about the disastrous wedding and she made jokes about the first few days she spent at Rachel and Kurt's place. She said it was a temporary stay, but I knew she would find herself there in no time. Once we left the diner it was mid-afternoon and she dropped me off at my house. She went to open the car door for me and I couldn't help, but blush and smile at her chivalrous womanly charm. I wanted to kiss her goodbye, but didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable since it was a "one time thing" experiment or whatever. We settled into a warm and tight hug. She walked back to the driver side and said "I'll see you around babe, text me when your back in the Haven" and gave me a wink. "Will do." She nodded with a cute grin and stepped into the car and drove off. I must have looked like a fool still shaking my head, giggling, and blushing like a little school girl who just got her first kiss.
9 hours later and I was in New Haven unpacking my things. I texted her letting her know I was in my dorm and immediately she responded saying she was still in Lima and heading back to New York with Kurt in a few days.

Every time we spoke or texted all I could think of was her naked body and the things we did. I couldn't focus on school work, I couldn't talk to boys or have fun at parties. I didn't want just a phone call or text, I wanted her. When we spoke her voice did things to my body and her laugh made my heart skip beats. I needed to stop myself because it began to hurt, so, slowly I parted away and made more time for school work and less time for Santana.
She had asked me to go to New York or vise versa, but it never happened and mainly because I always said I had something important to do. I knew she grew tired of trying and it hurt knowing she was upset, but I knew seeing her would hurt even more than I could imagine. When we finally lost touch I was down and when Rachel mentioned Santana found a new girlfriend part of me was happy she finally found someone that was also gay giving her full commitment and made her happy, but another part of me had an aching heart and left me asking what if that was me with her.

I knew that if Santana had found happiness it was time for me as well. I ended my horrible relationship with the professor after realizing it was not only wrong and unethical, but also typical of me and like Santana said I was allowing another man define me. I went on dates here and there, but the moment any of the guys tried kissing me I pulled away and never called back or responded to any calls. The one time I actually let someone kiss me was at a party and it was with another girl named Tara. She was very pretty with short black hair, tanned skin and honey eyes. Maybe I had a thing for the Latinas. After talking a while and drinking we headed out the dorm party for a walk and ended up kissing. I decided to let loose and be free to any opportunities so we went out a couple of times. After about the third date we kissed again and this time started making out. Her lips were soft and she knew what she was doing, but in my head everything went foggy and it cleared with the image of Santana. I liked Tara because she was sweet, talkative, a good listener and kisser, but I couldn't be with her the way she wanted. I needed a friend and after letting her down and explaining my situation to her, she indeed became my friend. She is now my best friend here at Yale and I adore her even though I know deep down she still has feelings for me. I know what I'm feeling for Santana, but I don't want to fully acknowledge those feelings or name them. I figured I would let my feelings die out for a couple of months and return to being friends like before. That usually works right?

So to say Santana knocking on my door was a surprise, is an understatement. I was shocked, happy, and overwhelmed all at once. All I saw was the woman that looked like she went through hell, but looked like an angel at my doorstep. Her eyes, they imprisoned me and there was no way out of them. All I managed out was a shocked "what are you doing here?" Before I could even finish that sentence she was kissing me and I was genuinely stunned. I had no idea what to do, how to move or how to respond. She pulled back, my eyes were closed, but I could feel her looking at me and noticing my frozen state. She told me to kiss her back with her forehead pressed against mine and once she again attacked my mouth leaving no room for words to come out. This time my brain was finally turned back on and every nerve on my body tingled. I was home, Santana kissing me, touching me, speaking to me, and making love to me brought me back to life. What the hell was I doing this whole time without her. And what am I going to do now that she is here.

After a couple rounds sleep consumed us, but now I am awake staring at her and it's almost noon. I thank god I have dark shades covering the window and everyone else is in their rooms probably still asleep.

"Anybody else would say it's weird and creepy to stare, but I find it endearing." Santana says to me with a cute sleepy rasp. She slowly slips up to be eye level with me. I inch up and lean my head on my hand so I can look down upon her.

"I can't help it, you looked so peaceful and beautiful." I say with a sincere smile. This time she smiles back at me and reaches up to stroke my cheek. She shakes her head and giggles.

"I don't think so, I'm sexy Q, your the beautiful one."

I bite onto my lip and run my finger along her jawline.

"Without a doubt you are sexy, but more than anything you are absolutely beautiful Santana Lopez. The most beautiful person I have ever seen." I can't help, but pour out my honestly to Santana even though I could totally ruin this moment.

"...Quinn stop...you are the one that is beau..." She says again shaking her head in disagreement. I won't except it.

"Husssh cutie and believe what I'm saying to you."

I say as I lower my body and inch my face closer to hers. Her breath hitches and I can feel it on my lips. We are face to face and looking deep into each other's eyes. I inch dangerously slow. I place my lips softly on hers to stop her ramble. We organically part after a few seconds, but our faces remain fairly close. Santana slowly rests her head onto the pillow and I do the same.

"Ok baby fine you win. But for the record, I feel the exact same way about you."

I want to believe her, I do. I can't help, but ask.

"What about your girlfriend... Gaby?"
I say with a tremble not sure of her reaction.

"Dani is her name and Quinn please don't bring her up. This moment here is perfect with you and I just want it to last."

I can see the slight discomfort in her face of mentioning her girlfriend, but we also need to recognize the fact that we are hurting another person here.

"Santana I know this moment is perfect, but we also have to face reality. I've hurt people before and so have you because of cheating. It's not fair to her. And it is not fair to you and I."

"Then I won't hurt her any longer."

I raise my eyebrows and feel slightly anxious.

"What are you saying S?"

"I'm saying that I don't need to hurt her any further."

"San you just rephrased what you previously said."

I'm a little annoyed that she isn't being clear, when I really need her to be.

I hear her sigh and say, "Quinn I'll break up with her, clearer?"

"You can't, I mean uhhghh don't... San...don't...don't you love her?"

Just saying that brings a bad feeling to my chest, but I need the truth.

"I like her, but I don't love her... I have tried, but I... I just can't." She says to me looking down.

"Why can't you... love her? Rachel told me you are so happy with her and that you two are practically inseparable."

I know I'm pushing it. The old Santana would have left the moment I mentioned her girlfriend, but this new and improved Santana continues to surprise me. I feel even worse because this Dani girl is probably changing her for the better, meanwhile she's here with me again and she's cheating.

She doesn't answer my question and brings her hand to wipe away a tear that I didn't even notice fall. I wipe the other one before it can even roll down her cheek and rest my hand on her face soothing circles around it.

"Talk to me cutie, why can't you love her?"

After a minute Santana looks up deep into my eyes allowing me to really see the real her. She moves in impossibly close and whispers against my lips, "because I'm in love with you."

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