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Chapter 7

After spending a little bit more time kissing, Quinn pulled away and rested her forehead on Rachel's as she smiled at the girl. "We're really doing this." It wasn't a question but rather a statement of complete awe.

"We are." Rachel smiled back.

Quinn had her arms wrapped securely around the girl in front of her. "I don't want us to kiss anymore." She rolled her eyes when she saw Rachel's petulant look. "Would you let me finish before you go all diva-like?"

Rachel's pout faded into a small grin as Quinn continued. "I want to do this right, and I want to take you on a proper date before we kiss anymore. Will you go out with me on Friday?"

Rachel wrapped her arms tightly around the blonde's neck and brought her lips mere millimeters from Quinn's lips. She licked her own lips, her tongue barely grazing Quinn's mouth causing her to moan as her eyes darkened with desire. As Quinn leaned in to close the distance between their lips, Rachel pulled away.

It was Quinn's turn to pout. Rachel kissed the girl's cheek, letting her lips linger before moving toward Quinn's ear. She let her lips graze Quinn's ear as she whispered huskily. "I'd love to go on a date with you Quinn."

The movement of Rachel's lips ghosting the shell of her ear, and the sultry voice in which Rachel answered her caused the blonde to whimper. When Rachel pulled away to look into Quinn's fully blown pupils, she had a smirk on her face. "Now I have to go break up with Finn, do you want me to drop you off back at home first?"

"I'd like to stay here and wait for you. If that's okay?"

Rachel beamed. "It's more than okay, Quinn." Her smile faltered.

Quinn brought her hand up to cup the brunette's cheek. "What is it?"

"I don't think I should tell Finn about us, since we're not going to be sneaking off to any janitor closets over the next week…" She smirked when Quinn raised her eyebrow as if to challenge the validity of that statement. "You made the rules Quinn, and I fully intend to abide by them. Anyway, I'm already dumping him so I don't want to throw our relationship in his face right after."

Quinn rolled her eyes, but then as she thought about it she sighed. "Don't you think it'll be better coming from you though, rather than for him to find out with everyone else?"

"Yes, so before we come out as a couple, I will tell him. But we have at least a week, right?"

Suddenly a week without kissing Rachel seemed like forever.

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Quinn decided that she'd take the time while Rachel was gone to take a shower. After she was cleaned up, she returned downstairs and found the Berry men in the kitchen.

"We intended to have that cleaned up before you got home. You shouldn't have to clean up after us." Quinn said when she saw that they had made the kitchen spotless again.

"Do you mind telling us what happened?" Jeremiah asked, taking a seat at the counter and looking expectantly at Quinn.

"She was going to cook breakfast for me, but Finn showed up at the door. Things got a little intense."

The men tensed up. "Intense how?" Michael asked.

"He didn't hurt her. I don't think he ever would, but things are complicated between them. She is ending it now."

"Are you two?" Jeremiah questioned with a furrowed brow.

"I wanted to ask you guys' permission to date your daughter. I'd like to take her out Friday night, if you'd let me."

Michael approached her and put a hand on her shoulder. "She was always happy when you were around Quinn, but when you stopped being her friend…"

Quinn's eyes watered. She wanted to date Rachel, but would she be able to do it against her fathers' wishes? "I…"

"Quinn, I have nothing against you having a romantic relationship with my daughter if you can promise me you won't break her like you nearly did before."

Quinn was crying freely now. "I won't hurt her like that again, I've been miserable since. Last school year was…difficult for me, and this past summer…"

Michael pulled Quinn in for a hug. "It's okay, sweetheart, I understand."

After Quinn's sobs died down to barely a whimper, she pulled away from the embrace. Wiping her eyes, she looked at both of the men sincerely. "So do I have your blessing to date Rachel?"

They smiled at her. "If you promise to make her as happy as she has been this weekend."

She laughed through the tears. "My intention is to make her even happier than that."

Michael pulled her in for a hug again. "Then in that case, you more than have our blessing."

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Rachel and Finn were standing awkwardly just outside of the Hummel house. The silence was stifling. "You're breaking up with me, aren't you?"

Rachel felt almost guilty for thinking that maybe the boy wasn't as stupid as he usually seemed to be. He took her silence as confirmation. "I could tell when I went to see you today; that you regretted us being together. But Rachel, you wanted it. It was your idea, I didn't force…"

"No, you were a good boyfriend Finn. I never felt pressured by you, but I also didn't feel what I should have when we were together."

Finn frowned at her. "I love you Rachel. When we were together, for me it was amazing."

"I don't know what to tell you Finn, I didn't feel what you did."

He ran his hands through his hair as he began pacing.

"Finn, talk to me."

"Rachel, you warned me when we got back together that it was only temporary. You have your dreams and New York, and I knew I couldn't compete with that. I just thought we'd have more time is all."

"Finn?"

"But when I told you about accidentally feeding you meat, the way you looked at me. I love you Rachel, but I guess I don't really know you. Not the way you wanted me to. I'm sorry I'm not that person for you. I wish I got to be that person but I know I'm not."

Rachel couldn't stop herself from a smile that overtook her face at the thought of Quinn maybe being that person. She couldn't think of Quinn these days and not smile.

"Thank you Finn, for being so understanding about this."

"I guess I'm finally doing something right then." He gave her his patented lopsided grin.

"You do get things right every now and then." She teased.

He smiled back. She walked over to him and gave him a hug. "I will always care about you Finn Hudson; you were the first real friend I ever had."

He hugged her back. "It was easy to be your friend Rachel, you're amazing."

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Rachel actually drove home in tears. She wasn't regretting her decision, in fact she was looking forward to being with Quinn but what she told Finn was true. She cared about the boy, but maybe all this time she mistook those deep feelings as love when it never was. Maybe she'd never really been in love, and the idea that she slept with Finn and wasn't even in love with him really hit home.

She spent all weekend with Quinn, completely forgetting about the mistake she made. Now she had to face it head on. Maybe Quinn was right about jumping into things. I was a good thing they were taking it slow; she didn't want to have Quinn be another mistake.

As she pulled into the driveway, Quinn was sitting on the porch waiting for her. She smiled when she caught sight of the blonde; sometimes the girl took her breath away. Never in her life could she imagine seeing someone more beautiful than Quinn. She bit her lip shyly as she approached the girl.

Seeing the red, tear rimmed eyes of the brunette brought Quinn to her feet. She practically ran to the girl. "Rachel are you okay, what's wrong? Did it go okay?"

Rachel smiled as Quinn used the pads of her thumbs to wipe the brunette's tears from her cheeks. Then she wrapped the girl in a warm embrace. Rachel returned the tug without hesitation.

When Rachel didn't answer her question, she worried that maybe she pushed the girl too hard and too fast. Her negative thoughts were laid to rest when Rachel finally spoke.

"I realized on my drive home that I was never in love with Finn. I spent two years of my life wasting my time when I could have been living. I could have been with someone I actually loved."

Quinn pulled the girl closer and kissed her temple, resting her lips on the girl's warm skin. She smiled into the kiss, knowing that Rachel was not regretting them; that Rachel was completely over Finn and that soon she would be completely hers.