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"San...you can't..."

"Ssssshh, please I just want you to know how I truly feel. Look you don't have to say anything back."

Quinn looks down and slowly pulls away from our close proximity. I know she's probably even more confused after I just dropped the big L bomb on her, but I can't deny my feelings anymore. Being here with her again has made me realize that it was not just the sex that I was missing, but rather the way she looks at me, touches me, kisses me, says my name, and makes me feel like I'm the only person in the world. She makes me feel important and wanted.

Quinn slides further down the bed and further away from me pulling the sheets up to cover her torso.

"Q, where are you going? Look I'm sorry, but I can't fight my feelings anymore."

I'm feeling very frightened that she is distancing herself from me and not saying a word. After about a minute or two she looks up into my eyes from the corner of the bed and gets up. She heads back towards me only this time standing next to me by the bed. I inch up slowly facing straight at her in a sitting position. She pulls out one of her hands and has the other holding the draped sheets around her body.

"Come... come and take a shower with me." She says in a small plead and in a way to break this deafening and painful silence.

Shower? I don't know if I will be able to contain myself.

"Q...are you sure that's a good idea?"

"I wouldn't suggest it if otherwise. Now come on, we'll shower, get dressed, and grab something to eat because I know for a fact that your probably just as hungry as I am."

She says to me with such a pretty smile.

"Ok."

I simply say and take her hand as she leads me to the bathroom. We brush up; I know jumping Quinn's bones in the shower is probably one of my craziest fantasies and I do look forward to doing it one day, but right now were both standing in the shower completely naked and simply letting the water pour over us. Well actually Quinn is soaking her body, while I'm standing here like a dumbass at the end of the tub just staring at her with my mouth open. I have never seen someone so beautiful, so perfect, flawless, and breath taking as Quinn. Water falls all over her body and her hair is slid back, with it hanging down her back. I watch every drop that cascades down her body and lips and drips from her fingertips; I'm speechless. She has her eyes closed, but opens them slowly to see me in my bedazzled state and simply smiles at me with those perfect hazel eyes. We get lost in each other's eyes for a moment before she opens her mouth to break our gazes.

"San turn around I want to wash your hair."
That rasp. My god that rasp, I do as Quinn says and hear her take hold of the shampoo, squeezing it onto her hands and lathering it into my head. It feels perfect; her fingers are racking through my hair and finger nails are lightly scratching my scalp. I can't help the moan that escape my mouth.

In a swift motion she reverses our positions so that I am now directly under the shower head. I wash off the remains of shampoo and open my eyes to see Quinn scrubbing her body ever so gently. I lick my lips. I grab the scrubber from her hands and she gives me a questioning look.

"Turn around so I can scrub your back." I whisper into her ear, she bites onto her bottom lip and I feel a light quiver.

When she turns around, I gather more of her delicious peach body wash and pour it onto the scrub. I lightly scrub her back and get dangerously close to her ass. I press soft kisses all around her shoulders and I can feel goosebumps rising on her creamy white skin.

"San..."

I know I have her exactly where I want and could melt her with the tip of my finger.

"Relax Q."

I giggle and this time squeeze body wash directly onto my hands and drop the scrub. I move my hands to the front of her body and step in closer so that her back is pressed against my front. Having her body this close is doing things to me, but I need to prove to Quinn it's not just about the pleasure of sex. I rake my hands all over her top and massage her breasts. She moans and instinctively and unconsciously grinds into me. I need to control myself from just taking her here in the shower. I feel a slight quiver in her kneel and hold her tight.

"Mmmmm Sann."

Ok, now I can't control myself because Quinn's sex moans are my kryptonite. I move my hands down to where she needs it most and...

Knock knock knock!

"What the fuck, are you expecting someone else?"

"I... ok first off I wasn't expecting you silly and no I'm not... I mean...Oh crap yes my friend..."

Knock knock knock knock Knock!

"Quinn open up it's me. Are you still sleeping in there?"

"Who the hell is that?"

I can't help, but feel pissed off and irritated at whoever the hell just interrupted us. Quinn quickly rinses herself off and begins to move past me to exit the shower.

"That is my friend Tara who I totally forgot I had a lunch date with."

"Tara?... date...a lunch date?"

I don't know why the word date just made me angry and with that Quinn opens the shower door with and rolls her eyes at my sudden angry tone. She grabs a towel and quickly dries herself off. I'm still standing inside the shower with the shower door open looking at her to explain further.

"Oh come on Santana, and hurry, wash up."

Before I can even respond she's out the bathroom.

Quinn's POV

"Give me a minute Tara, I'm getting dressed."

Shit I can't believe I totally forgot I had made plans with Tara. I made sure to get out the shower as fast as possible before I had actually let Santana finish what she was starting to do. I dry myself down and throw on a white t-shirt and gray sweats. I put my hair in a messy wet bun and go to open the door.

"Hey, I'm so sorry I completely forgot that we were going out today. I slept in and lost track of time."

"Uhh huh...it's ok and I forgive you." I see her smile and I know she's not upset with me.

"Um m..can I maybe come in?"

She says with a shy smile. Damn I have no idea what to do, I can't let Tara in because I know she will be hurt to see me with Santana and at the same time I don't want any awkwardness between Santana and Tara, but I also don't want to be rude.

"Ummm do you think we can leave this for tomorrow? Now is kind of a bad time..."

"Quinn everything oookkkkk?"

Well there goes both Tara looking upset and this being completely awkward.

"Uh, Tara this is my uh I mean Santana Lopez. Santana this is my friend Tara Rojas."

They exchange glances and I can't think of a more uncomfortable situation.

"Nice to meet you Santana, Quinn here has said so many wonderful things about you, but I was not expecting to meet you here and now in a towel to say the least."

"Nice to meet you too and I wish I could say the same, but I didn't expect to meet you either since I didn't even know you existed."

I can not believe what is happening in front of me, my new best friend just got sarcastic with my other best friend/ lover? I'm still not sure on that one, but anyhow Santana just completely embarrassed Tara and I can't help, but feel bad for her. She looks down at me with these sad eyes that makes me feel like a terrible person.

"Well I can see I came at a bad time. Quinn I'm sorry I even bothered you and disrupted you. You two take care. Nice meeting you Santana."

"Very much appreciated and I wish I could say the same Tyra."

Santana says sarcastically and with that Tara turns around shaking her head and walks away before giving me one last teary glance.

I try to move out the door to follow her and properly apologize, but Santana puts a hand on my shoulder to stop me.

"Q..."

"What are you doing, let me go, can't you see she's really hurt!"

Santana moves to stand in front of me blocking the door and now do I only realize she's in nothing but a towel, with her hair dripping wet. Tara must have known what was happening since my hair and skin is still damp.

"Quinn come on don't leave me, Tyra will be fine, it's not like I punched the girl or anything."

Her hands move down to my waist. I push her hands off me and move back into the room near the bed. She closes the door and comes to stand in front of me.

"Ughhh! Jeezz Santana really, what is wrong with you, why did you have to be so mean and rude to her? She is my good and only friend and her name is Tara not freaking Tyra!"

"Are you kidding me? That bitch totally gave me an attitude first with her stupid smartass tone and second of all she's not your only friend Quinn. You know you have Gayberry and me."

"Well you see that last part confuses me about us being "friends" because you see Santana friends don't do what we are doing."

"What is it we are doing Quinn?"

"I don't know Santana I thought maybe you would have the answer to that as you do for everything else."

"Haha very funny."

She moves to pick up her scattered items from the floor and places them in her bag and pulls out fresh clean clothes and quickly dresses. She's wearing a tight white v-neck t-shirt, black skinny jeans and matching black vans sneakers. She throws her hair into a messy damp bun much like mines. She looks beautiful. She comes back to her previous position in front of me. I quirk an eyebrow up.

"Well if you don't want to say it then I will."

"Go ahead I want to know what this is to you."

"It's sex; it's fucking, that's what it is!"

"Wow thanks Quinn, just state the obvious! Oh and it's very nice to see how you view us."

"Ohhh you have got to be kidding me! Santana that is what we are doing for crying out loud. And how could you dare say "us"... there is no "us" it's just two really messed up people having sex without thinking clearly."

As I say this I sit on the bed facing her. She turns her head and I see tears forming in her eyes. I know my words are harsh, but I can't stand this situation. It is so messed up.

"Why are you doing this Quinn, why are you pushing me away? Baby there can be an us, I will do anything and everything for you."

She kneels in front of me and grabs my hands. How could she be saying this when she has her girlfriend back home. This gets me mad.

"Do you call her that too?"

"What?"

Now I'm even more infuriated and lose control of my tears.

"Your freaking girlfriend for god's sake! Do you also call her baby! Huh and other girls too, do you also call them baby and fuck them and fuck with their heads?!"

I'm losing it and breaking down in front of her.

"There are no other girls, there is just you, my beautiful Quinn."

She says in her calmest and most honest tone. Despite my waterworks and yelling she gently wipes away my tears and strokes my cheek.

"I won't call her that again. I'm going to break up with her..."

"Santana stop you don't mean that. I... I think you coming here was a bad idea. The things you make me feel are indescribable, but our actions are immature and wrong. You have a girlfriend that loves you and is probably worried sick about you. You have changed. Your this new and improved woman, not some girl lacking confidence and you have her to thank for that. She can make you happy. I could never San, just look at what has happened in not even the past 24 hours. We had sex, you cheated, you argued with my friend, and then we fight and make each other cry. If there is one person that can make me a better person it's you, but I...I'm no good for you. You deserve love, passion, trust, honesty, and the whole world for that matter. How can I give you all that, when my whole life I have done everything wrong and hurt so many people, on top of all that I've hurt my own self. I've used people for power and status. I have never been in love and when I thought I was it turns out the person I was with didn't want me back because they knew I was a wreck. Nobody wants a person like me in their lives."

"I... want.. you."

Those three simple words send jolts of lightening through my body. I can't take this anymore. I look up deep into her eyes and see all I've ever wanted to see. This is not the right time for us though.

"Santana I can't..."

"Say it Quinn. Say that you love me because I know you do. Don't be afraid, don't fear us."

"San no... I can't want you any more. I can't be with you."

"Then tell me what it is, tell me why you can't be with me and aaand we'll fix it, we'll make it work Quinn... I have never wanted anybody so bad in my life, not even Britt; with Britt we just messed around and I ended up falling in love with her, but with you it's different. I feel like I have to be with you...that I that I nneed to be with you!"

"Santana stop, stop, what your saying is crazy! How could you...how could you possibly feel this way in such a short amount of time?"

I know what I'm saying is hypocritical because my feelings for her are just as powerful, but I won't except them. I'm scared to except them.

"I don't know Quinn I can't explain it. I'm tired of hiding what these feelings for you are saying. What these feelings mean."

"Santana...nobody has ever said such beautiful things to me and made me feel like you do...and that's why...that's why I'm wrong for you...your good and I'm me."

"Your making no sense, Quinn what's stopping you? Is it because I'm a girl and your afraid of the looks and what other people will say, of what your mother will do and turn her back on you again? Tell me please."

"San I would be lying if I said that before that scared the life out of me. You know how my father was and how he raised me. Before I was fighting an inner battle; now the fact that your a girl is what I least care about and at the same time like the most. I know that probably makes no sense, but now I don't care about that stuff. The fact that your a girl means you know what it's like to understand and be a woman, you know what it's like to touch a womn, and please a woman."

"Then Quinn let yourself go and be happy for once in your life, I can make you happy! Please say it."

Her tears are once again falling and I'm right there with her. I shake my head.

"Please...leave."

"No I'm not going anywhere."

I do the thing I will probably spend hours crying for and regretting later. I get up and slap her across the face. She looks up at me shocked and rests her hand against her reddening cheek. Without a word she stands up and is face to face with me. Her eyes are red as are mines and I can't tell what the expression on her face is saying. She lifts up her hand and I'm ready for what is about to come and what I truly hate. I slapped her so she would be angry enough to leave. I close my eyes and wait for the sting. Nothing, instead her hands grab onto my head and pull me in.

"I know what your trying to do, don't forget that I know you better than anyone else. You can hit and slap me all you want, but now I'm positive you want me just as bad."

And with that she closes the gap. After a few seconds I give in and let myself go. This kiss is like none we have ever shared. It's the kiss saying I need you, love you and want you. It's passionate, tender, slow and perfect. I feel as if I'm being lifted off the ground. I settle back and come down when air is needed. I can't move or think. After a minute or two I hear shuffling and the front door open.

"This isn't over Fabray, it's only just begun."

I open my eyes and she's gone.