A/N: Hello again! Guess what… it's a new chapter! Things are slowly wrapping up for this story I guess, then it will be the sequel! Which I'm already kind of, mentally, planning. It's gonna be good! Enjoy the chapter, and review if you like it or have some advice!


Quinn's POV

Okay, so much for that plan. I still planned to tell her! The fact that it had been two weeks since I decided, meant nothing. Apart from the fact that I was scared shitless and hadn't really felt that I'd had the opportunity to tell her. It was all about the timing.

The past two weeks, Rachel and I hadn't seen/talked to each other as much as we normally would have. It kind of upset me, because it seemed like she was avoiding me. But on the other hand, if she wasn't doing the avoiding, I probably would be. Not her fault that she beat me to it. Though I wasn't sure why she had been avoiding me. I just assumed she was busy. Either that, or she was angry at me.

I had finally decided to get this moving. The avoiding had to stop, then maybe we could hang out a couple more times as friends before I told her. The thing that scared me most about telling her, was that she could just walk away. She would just turn on her heel and walk away from our friendship. That was a scary thing to think about. I honestly thought that her walking away was the best case scenario. Worst case? She could tell someone. She could out me to the school. Glee club wouldn't be so bad, but the rest of the school? No, I definitely didn't want to think of that.

I got to school early that Monday morning, preparing to talk to Rachel. I didn't want to talk to her in the hallway with other students around, so I waited for her to go to the choir room. That girl was too predictable.

She was sitting on the piano, not playing or singing, so I knocked on the door to alert her to my presence,

"Hey Rach." I greeted cheerily,

She glanced back at me briefly, before turning her head away, "Hey Q. What's up?" She replied,

"I just wanted to talk," I said vaguely,

Rachel froze, "About?" She said stiffly,

"I dunno," I pondered, "You? Me? The fact that you've been acting kind of weird the past two weeks and I have no idea why?" I explained,

Rachel spun on the seat to face me, "You noticed that, huh?" She said with a small smile,

"Yeah, I noticed. Now, here's the thing. You are pretty much my best friend at the moment. If it's something I did, then tell me, then we can move past it. If it's not something I did, then you don't have to tell me, but it's kind of unfair that you've been avoiding me." I finished in small voice,

Rachel stood up and walked towards me, "I'm sorry Q. I've just been… sorting some things out in my head recently, I really didn't mean to take it out on you." She apologised,

I felt the weight on my shoulders lift slightly, so she wasn't mad at me. She had just had a lot on her mind, hang on, that just concerned me,

I opened my mouth to speak but Rachel beat me to it,

"I'm fine, Q. I've just got a lot to think about at the moment."

I frowned, "Can I help?"

"Just, be my friend, Q, that's helpful enough." She replied although she sounded a bit pained,

Friend. There was that horrible word again. But, if Rachel needs a friend, then I guess that's what I can be for her.

I walked up to her to give her a hug, "I'm here then." I replied, "Hey, do you want to come over to my house for dinner?" I asked her,

Rachel pulled back to look at me, "I would love to." She responded,

I smiled and pulled her back into a hug which made Rachel chuckle.

Phase 1 (spend a couple more days as friends) was in progress, now to plan to Phase 2.


Rachel's POV

The past two weeks between myself and Quinn had been very awkward, to say the least. After the realisation that I really should tell Quinn, I'd been trying to figure out just how to do that. Which meant, that I had been avoiding Quinn basically all the time. I mean, no one had noticed anything, because they all still thought that Quinn and I aren't friends. But Quinn and I had definitely both noticed. We weren't talking after school, no texting or calling, and when we saw each other at school we tended to just give a small nod and walk the other direction.

So when Quinn came into the choir room Monday morning, I had just known she was going to confront me on the behaviour. Which, she did. For a moment, I had thought she was going to say she knew about my feelings for her, but luckily, she said nothing of the sort.

I really wanted to be the one to bring it up to her, I didn't want to be forced into a confession because of something Quinn had seen or heard. When she invited me to dinner at her house, I was kind of hesitant, but then I was like, 'You don't have to tell her anything, and it's only going to be her mom and sister there' so I agreed happily.

After Quinn left the choir room, I sat back down at the piano.

"Hey," A voice greeted from behind me,

"Hi, Kurt, what's up?" I replied curiously,

"I just wanted to check up on you, see how you were. Plus, I saw Quinn leave the room, so I wanted to make sure there were no dead bodies in here." Kurt joked, going to sit on one of the chairs at the back of the room.

"I'm fine, she was just being her usual bitchy self." I lied. Ouch, that was hard to say. But I figured it would be better for both Quinn and me if nobody figured out that we were friends.

Kurt huffed, "That girl has some serious issues." He muttered,

I just nodded in agreement, perfectly happy to move on from the topic of Quinn,

"Have you told her yet?" Kurt asked, and I momentarily panicked, "You know, Lucy?"

Oh, riiiiggght… Of course, he didn't mean Quinn, thank God.

"Not exactly…" I replied guiltily,

"Rachel!" Kurt admonished, "You need to tell her!"

"I'll tell her next week I promise! I just, need to, think for a while. Figure out if I really should tell her or not." I explained quickly,

"You already know the answer to that Rachel, you're just trying to convince yourself that you don't and that you need more time."

I groaned, "I know, I know. I'll give myself until the end of the month. Otherwise, I'll just text it to her and deal with it that way." I compromised,

Kurt shook his head and tutted, "You know, that is not the best way to do it."

"I'm just scared, okay!" I screeched,

"I know honey," Kurt soothed, getting up to give me a hug, "But you can't keep lying to her, or yourself."

I nodded against his chest, and tightened my grip on him, "Thanks, Kurt." I whispered,

"No problem," He replied, kissing the top of my head, then pulling away, "Come tell me how it goes when it happens, okay?" He requested,

I just nodded, so he left the choir room to leave me to think.

Yes, I would tell her within thirty days. One month. I just had to figure out the best, most sensitive way to tell her.


I got to Quinn's house at 6 o'clock that night and knocked on the door,

To my surprise, it was not Quinn who answered, but instead her little sister Sophie,

"Hello, Rachel." The girl greeted mysteriously, "Nice to see you again."

I didn't quite know what to say to that, "Uh, you too. Is Quinn around?"

"Of course she is, upstairs, getting ready," Sophie replied,

"Uh, for what?" I asked,

"You, of course." The girl said with a mischievous grin, "Come in."

Okay, this girl was officially creeping me out. Just a little, teeny bit.

Just then, thank God, Quinn came down the stairs. One problem, she looked stunning. It wasn't even like she was really dressed up either. She was simply wearing a green (of course), geometric patterned dress, with some heels and a black cardigan. Her hair was loosely curled, sitting on her shoulders and her makeup was simply a bit of mascara and eyeliner with foundation. She looked beautiful.

Then, realising that I hadn't said anything for a while, I cleared my throat,

"You look nice, Quinn." I complimented, giving her a smile, "Your favourite colour too." I added,

Yes, I could tell you her favourite colour's green

Quinn smiled back and continued down the stairs but unfortunately, tripping on the second to last one though. Of course, in keeping with tradition, I rushed forward and grabbed her around the waist just before she tumbled down in a disastrous accident,

"You've really got to be more careful around stairs," I said with a wink,

Then, realising that the wink may have come across as a little bit flirty, I pulled Quinn up and steadied her before letting go and stepping back a couple of paces.

Of course, Sophie was just standing there, watching with what I'm sure she thought, was a 'knowing' smile. I prayed it wasn't.

"So," I clapped my hands together, "What's for dinner?"

That seemed to do a good enough trick of snapping everybody out of their thoughts and Quinn literally shook her head before talking, "Um, well, obviously we did a vegetarian menu for today because you are here. So it's vegetarian chilli, and I made pannacotta for dessert." She looked kind of nervous about the menu, so I was quick to reassure her,

"Yum! Sounds great!"

Quinn smiled and led me to the kitchen,

"Would you like me to help set the table?" I offered,

"That would be nice," Quinn replied with a small smile, "Mom! Rach is here!" She called out,

Ms Fabray's head popped out from behind a wall, "Hi sweetie, thank you for joining us tonight." She said sweetly,

"It's no problem Ms Fabray, thank you for having me," I replied,

Ms Fabray walked past Quinn, whispering something in her ear that made her blush on the way past,

I quirked an eyebrow at Quinn, but she shook her head, clearly embarrassed, so I let it go, instead of grabbing the stack of plates and gesturing with my head for Quinn to lead me to the dining room.

Once we were settled at the table I took a bite of the food and my God, it was good,

"Ms Fabray this is really nice!" I complimented, taking another bite,

"Thank you dear, and please, call me Judy, no need for all the formalities!" She encouraged,

"Well, Judy, you are an excellent cook." I repeated with a big grin,

Ms Fabray, or Judy, I guess, smiled back gratefully,

"So, Rachel, Quinn told me you are in Glee club with her."

My favourite topic, excellent, "Yes I am! I love Glee. It's my favourite club. I've been singing and dancing for about as long as I could walk and talk!" I joked, "But I think my favourite part about Glee is the sense of family, you know? We are all really close, and I just am so grateful to be friends with everybody." I smiled, "Especially your daughter." I added as an afterthought,

Quinn blushed on the opposite side of the table so I winked at her, which, apparently made her blush even more. Maybe I was being a bit too obvious tonight. After all, I was still 100% sure that nothing good could come from telling Quinn how I felt about her.

Ms Fabray cleared her throat and I realised that I had missed a question of some sort,

"Oh my goodness! I'm sorry, I was completely zoned out for a minute there." I apologised,

"That's alright," Judy replied, "I was just saying that I had been seeing a lot more of you recently, and why that was." She asked, or was it more of a statement?

Quinn looked down at her food, obviously leaving me to field this one,

"Uh, well, I mean, I guess…" I cleared my throat awkwardly, "We had a… complicated… relationship, at the start of Glee club. And, uh, recently, we started hanging out more because… a, um, duet! Yes, Doubtful Duets, Mr Schuester put us together and we kind of realised that we had, uh, misunderstood, each other. From there, we just started hanging out more and, well, here I am!" I finished awkwardly,

God, I think that was probably the worst speech I had ever given. I was usually a pretty eloquent person, but noooo! I'm trying to impressive Quinn's mom, and suddenly I've developed a stutter!

"Well, that's nice. Aren't you the one who picked Quinn up a while ago? From the park?"

This time Quinn answered for me, "Yes, that was Rachel. I called her at 1 am on a Saturday morning and before I could even finish talking to her she was in the car to come and get me." She said, smiling at me fondly,

"Aw, how nice of you Rachel." Quinn's mother responded, "I'm really glad Quinny has some good friends in her life, apart from Santana and Britt of course."

Did I imagine that? Because it sounded to me that Quinn's mother put an emphasis on 'friends'… No, she couldn't have. That was laughable really, I mean, yes I may be desperately in love with her, yadda, yadda, but Quinn was straight. Frustratingly, undeniably, straight as a fucking ruler.

"Yeah, I'm really glad Rachel's my friend now," Quinn said gratefully,

"Well, me too," I said with a smile,

We continued eating the meal pretty quietly, with only a few bits of small talk thrown in to make it seem less awkward.

I couldn't help but notice, however, that throughout the meal Quinn seemed… off. She didn't seem fully there. I kept trying to catch her eye but she seemed to be actively avoiding looking at me. Yes, it kind of frustrated me, but it worried me more than anything else. I was starting to wonder if maybe she was feeling sick or something. But she still ate dessert with a smile on her face, one that I couldn't help but think was forced.

Once we left the table, I gestured to Quinn to follow me upstairs, which she did, and I led her to her room.

"Are you alright Quinn?" I asked, concerned,

Quinn looked away, her eyes looking kind of teary, but when I stepped towards her, she stepped back, so I put my hands up defensively,

"What's up?" I asked again in a soft voice,

"Why do you care?" She snapped, which made me step back,

"What do you mean why do I care?!" I questioned exasperatedly, "I mean, why wouldn't I care?"

"You shouldn't," She argued, "I was always horrible to you, so why are you here?!" She demanded,

She loves to argue, oh, and it kills me,

I rolled my eyes, the arguing really frustrated me, "You're making an argument out of nothing Quinn! I'm your friend, maybe even your best friend, I know you, you're saying this for a reason, you're projecting." I said knowingly,

"You know nothing about me!" She snapped,

Such a cliché comeback,

"Yes, I do. I know more than you think. Your favourite colour is green. Born March 17th. You have your mother's eyes, a hazel-green colour. I know all your favourite songs." I argued back, "I know you love to argue! You have a gorgeous younger sister. You're sometimes oblivious to the most obvious things, you are a very black and white person. Two sides, right and wrong, nothing else. I could go on! So don't say I know nothing about you!" I finished shouting, throwing my hands up in the air,

Her sister's beautiful, she has her mother's eyes

"Okay, so you know, what, five things about me? Impressive Rachel well done." She said, clapping her hands sarcastically,

"GOD! What is this about?!" I shouted back at her,

"You know what, you should just go home. GO! Hang out with Tina, or your boyfriend Puck. You know, you guys keep insisting that your relationship is so innocent but I'm pretty sure that you guys are just fu- "

I hadn't realised when we got so close to each other, but I knew I was tired of hearing accusations about me screwing Noah behind everyone's backs. So what did the genius Rachel Berry do? I kissed her, hard. I pushed her back and kissed her for at least a good few seconds. I realised though, that Quinn wasn't kissing back, obviously, so I pulled away horrified. Quinn was just staring at me, hand over her mouth, clearly shocked.

"Uh… I, sorry…!" I said over my shoulder as I ran out of the room. I legged it down the stairs and didn't stop though I could hear Ms Fabray asking what the problem was. I ran out of the house and ran straight to my car, putting it in drive and reversing out of the driveway as quickly as I could. My tears were blurring my vision, so I tried to blink them back as drove home. I was completely, utterly mortified. I just, kiss-raped Quinn. I knew in the back of my mind, as I ran up my stairs to my bedroom crying, that I had just lost my best friend.


Quinn's POV

I stood still, in the same spot where Rachel had kissed me. She just kissed me! I was so ecstatic, but then I remembered that Rach drove off afterwards. 'Maybe she didn't mean to…' I thought but quickly pushed that thought to the back of my mind, it wasn't easy to accidentally kiss someone. A few tears ran down my face before I forced myself to stop. It wasn't like I was unhappy, well, I was that she ran away. But now, I was confused.

I paced around my bedroom for several minutes. Back and forth, wondering what I should do. I texted Rachel several times,

'Rachel, are you there?'-Quinn,

'Ok, seriously Rach, text me back,'-Quinn,

'We really need to talk, like, yesterday,' Quinn,

'Seriously, hello? Did you make it home? I'm worried…'-Quinn,

'HELLO?!'-Quinn,

Realising that I wasn't going to get a response. I called her, again, and again, and again. No response. My first thought, that she was lying dead in a ditch somewhere, she seemed pretty distraught when she left. But then, I realised that I was being irrational. She was either ignoring my texts, didn't have her phone on her, or it was out of battery. My money was on the first one.

I fixed my makeup quickly in my reflection and made a snap decision. We were going to talk. Whether I had to tie her to a chair and gag her to make her listen or not. I cringed as I heard Santana's voice in my head 'Wankyyy' and blocked that out.

I ran downstairs and started speaking a mile a minute to my mom,

"Okay look here's the deal. I'm kind of desperately in love with Rachel, I have been for quite a while now and I'm sorry I didn't tell you but part of me thinks you kinda already knew and she just kissed me and ran away and I really, like really need to talk to her and at least make sure that she is okay. So can I please, please, please borrow your car and drive to her place?"

Wow, I didn't think through the implications of what I had said until I had finished speaking,

My mom got up and walked towards me, "You love her?" She asked,

"Yeeess…?" I replied unsurely,

She pulled her keys out of her purse and kissed me on the top of my head, "Go get her sweetheart." She said, handing me the keys,

"Thank you so, so much!" I thanked, pulling my shoes on as I ran out of the house, "I love you!" I shouted over my shoulder,

"See you tomorrow sweetheart!" She called out as I jogged to the car,

As I was driving, I could barely stay focused due to the enormous amount of thoughts that were swirling around my head. I kept on thinking, 'What if she doesn't actually like me?' and 'Was it a mistake?' but I tried to not listen to those thoughts. I may have ended up breaking a couple of speed limits on the way to her house, as I made it there in record-breaking time. I pulled into her driveway and stopped the car. I took a deep breath, trying to prepare myself for what was going to happen once I talked to Rachel.

I planned my mini-speech in my head and jumped out of the car, running towards the door and banging on it several times, then a few more.

"I'm coming!" A frustrated voice came from inside, "Hel- "

I didn't let her finish her sentence, I kissed her hard and pushed her inside the house, wrapping my arms around her back and pushing her against the wall. Before I knew it she was kissing me back and I groaned softly into the kiss. I never knew making out could be so hot. After a couple of minutes, I pulled back,

"Should we talk?" I asked lightly, still a little breathless.


A/N: Did you like it? Did ya? I, for one, am glad that they finally pulled their heads out of their asses and just kissed each other. I mean, it took them long enough, right? I really hope you enjoyed this chapter, as I had a fair bit of fun writing it. I'm kind of expecting to be done in 2-3 chapters, and then the sequel will come out! Which I am super excited about at the minute. Please review if you liked it, or the story, it might be a bit sad, but they really make my day that much better! So, stay tuned for the next chapter, and I will see you then! Byeee-Lauren's Glee Stories.