AN: Alright, the awaited morning after chapter! And before you read, I must state that I have never EVER experience a hangover...yet. But everyone always explains the feeling of it the same way, so I'm kinda happy with their description. I mean, I don't have to go out and get drunk enough to get a hang over so I can write about about it and how it feels, which I'm totally cool with. :)
Disclaimer: First and foremost, I don't own Glee. I also don't own any alcoholic brands or beverages. The ones in my home are owned by other household members. I did not make up the games mentioned in the story, I simply added on to the games to make it more... Alcohol friendly. Or Actors and Actresses... If I did, that'd be really weird.
Quinn woke up with an elephant stomping on and crushing her head... Or at least that's what she thought, but then she realized that there was no such animal on her when she decided to open her eyes. Although, she second guessed her attempt the moment she was hit by the sun ray's peering into her room and let out a groan to let her displeasure be known... to her empty- Wait.
Her eyes shot opened as she quickly sat up, only to let out another loud groan, causing her to clutch her head. Sitting up was a huge mistake. She slowly opened her eyes and cautiously looked around.
Broadway posters framed and cased on soft hued yellow walls, milk-coffee and white curtains, and most obvious, a subtle.. bold, spicy kind of woodsy scent filled her nostrils as well as an outside source of... a different kind of breakfast filling the air... This was not her room... or house for that matter
"Good morning, how are you?" A beautiful, familiar, concern-filled voice asked
Quinn turned and saw... honestly, a flawless, and very beautiful Rachel. Although, her hair was a little tousled up, but it couldn't have been worse than what she herself looked like. Her head throbbed again, making her groan and clutch her head once more.
"I assume you have a terrible headache from your hangover." Rachel laughed as she walked over to Quinn's side of the bed and held out her hand with 2 pain pills sitting in it while handing over a cup of water.
"Thanks..." Quinn said hoarsely, taking the pills and drink gratefully. She popped the pain pills in and gulped down water, once swallowed she looked up to the owner of the bed, only to meet with deep chocolate brown eyes smiling at her. Quinn blushed and glanced away "What happened last night?"
"Oh... Oh. You don't remember?" Rachel asked, looking disappointed.
Quinn's heart sank a little upon seeing the girl's expression "No. Not at all."
"Oh... well we... um." Rachel coughed, cheeks blushing slightly "We had sex."
Quinn's eyes bulged out, heart beating erratically, and face turning red. "W-W-Wha-? I-I mean... W-W-We did?!"
Rachel nodded
"H-How?! Er" She shook her head a little "W-When?!" Quinn asked
"Well... Sam had passed out last night and we all agreed that we should turn in for the night. I had led Santana, Brittany, and you to the guest room to sleep and left to sleep myself." Rachel paused "I began changing into my pajamas, and was in the midst of pulling up my shorts when you came in and wrapped your arms around me." She paused again, having Quinn's full and utmost attention "We then had a passionate make out session as you seduced me to bed. We ended up staying up the whole night making love and didn't fall asleep until dawn." The diva explained, her whole voice and mood changed as she began using her hands to gesture Quinn on the other hand had arched her eyebrow at this. "In the middle of our love making session, we heard other moaning coming from the next room over and found that it was Brittany and Santana. You then took over, rolling on top of me, and whispered seductively 'Want to see if we can out do them?' and we continued, later surprisingly winning our secret competition with your best friends. We celebrated afterwards and rolled over, with myself on top once again and-"
"Stop..." Quinn sighed
"But you asked me how we had sex!" Rachel claimed
"I did not!" Quinn exasperated "And you're bullshitting!"
Rachel gasped dramatically "How did you know?!" she asked while confessing that Quinn, was indeed right.
Quinn rolled her eyes "Your voice ALWAYS get's higher and lighter when you lie."
The short brunette paused "I do?" she did not know this before.
"Yes... Now tell me what really happened." The cheerleader demanded
"Alright, now where was I?" Rachel asked
"I came into your room and..." Realization dawned upon the blonde's face as she began retelling
"Ah yes. You had hugged me, while I was changing and had proclaimed that you had wished to sleep with me." Rachel paused as Quinn's cheeks turned red "Both metaphorically and literally. Oh, and Santana may or may not have asked me if I wished to date you."
The head cheerleader cursed under her breath, swearing to make the Latina suffer so much at cheerleading practice Monday morning, that she would wish Quinn murder her instead. But then, she realized that Santana asked Rachel, what she herself was too scared of. And here she was, with the perfect moment to ask the girl her thoughts.
"W-What did you say?" She asked, trying to keep her eyes on Rachel, but finding it hard to.
There was silence as Rachel took the cup out of Quinn's hands, placing it on the night stand. Quinn swore that the whole house could hear her loud heartbeat through the deep silence.
Rachel then knelt down, grasping Quinn's hand who immediately bit her lips and squeezed her eyes shut to refrain the tears from spilling "Oh Jesus," She whimpered "You said no didn't you? I'm so sorry, It's just that Santana is and idiot and has this silly idea that I have the biggest and obvious crush on you, and in love with you-" Her voice cracked
"Quinn." Rachel said gently, promptly stopping her rambling. She then gently caressed Quinn's cheek with one hand, rubbing her left cheek and under her eye, wiping away a tear, and silently asking her to open her eyes.
Quinn opened her watery eyes and tried to keep her voice from whimpering in sadness, but then she saw Rachel's beautiful smile and eyes filled with what she could identify with adoration.
"I said Yes." Rachel smiled
The cheerleader let out a water-filled breath that was a mixture between relief and happiness. It was probably both. It was most likely both as she laughed and threw her arms around Rachel's neck.
Rachel laughed too as she wrapped her own arms around Quinn's waist, standing up, lifting her off the bed and spinning around as Quinn let out a squeal and a loud laugh. They then fell on the bed, with Rachel on top of Quinn, both laughing and giggling.
Rachel then looked at Quinn bashfully as their laughter died down "Quinn?"
"Yes Rachel?"
"I wanted to ask you formally for a while now, but then last night happened with, may I add, Santana and Brittany both being very obvious in their intentions of finding out what my type is to get me with you and-"
"Rachel... You're rambling." Quinn giggled "Just hurry up and tell me why you're so nervous."
The girl on top blushed "I wanted to ask you, if you'd like to go on a date? With me? …. On Friday?" She asked
Quinn looked up at the nervous girl in adoration, wrapping her arms around the girl's neck and bringing her down so their foreheads were touching "I'd love to."
Rachel smiled, then glanced down at Quinn's pink lips as Quinn did the same to the girl's pouty mouth. They both turned their heads to accommodate and access to the other, and began to slowly lean in for a kiss.
"DID SHE YES ON THE DATE?!" Puck and Sam barged in, followed with all the other glee clubbers, including Santana and Brittany, who were all informed by the first two boys of their Glee captain's plans.
The two girls who were in a compromising position on the bed, both let out a deep sigh and dropped their heads on the bed, Rachel's head next to Quinn's.
"You cock-blocked them!" Santana shouted
"Oh shit!" Noah cursed
"Language!" Kurt reprimended
"We're so sorry Rach. Carry on!" Sam said hurriedly as he ushered everyone out of the room.
Upon hearing the door closed, the two girl's turned their heads towards each other and began giggling and laughing.
"You know," Quinn said as she propped herself up on her elbows. Rachel pushed her body off of Quinn's, evidently trapping her in between her own arms while situated in between the blonde's legs. "You never did tell us what your type is."
"Oh? Weren't you paying attention while we played those silly games Santana had us do?" Rachel asked, playing along
"No, not at all." Quinn said, wrapping her arms around Rachel's neck again "You should tell me."
"Well, I have this very long list," Rachel began while lowering herself as Quinn pulled her down back on top of her "But long list short..." She glanced down at Quinn's lips once again as she got closer
"Yeah?" Quinn breathed, glancing down at Rachel's lips, turning her head
"It's you." and their lips connected, both smiling into the kiss.
AN2: I actually think this might be my favorite chapter. I think it's because of Rachel's dramatic yet false story telling. It's something I do and my best friend always calls me out when I do that. So it was fun to think about. Anyways, that's the end! Good conclusion? I hope so... Anyways, I enjoy doing this. If any of you have any silly ideas to share for me the next time I write a story feel free to share! And if you can, please go check out my other story, A Disney Love Story. I know. Sucky title, but I couldn't think of any other appropriate title. :) Thank you for reading! You all were wonderful, and gave awesome reviews! :) Love you all!