Chapter 5

Thankfully the next day was a Saturday because Rachel was so drunk last night; I end up bringing her to my house. My mum was surprised but was the every great hostess that she is and help assist Rach's drunken face.

"I didn't know you can dink that much, considering how little you are" was the first words I spoke to her when she opened her eyes. She was so wide eyed, I was afraid her eyeballs will drop off. She must be internally asking herself how she ended up in a bed that is most definitely not hers.

"You're in my room." I assured her. She slowly stirred on my bed and slowly held herself in a sitting position, she has that worried expression in her face, and it was so adorable.

"You begged to sleepover my place last night..." I tried to fill her internal questions, and I saw her face scrunch up in realization.

"Rach, you eventually have to say something, you know that right?" I walked toward the bed and sat across her.

I reached for her hand a little and she was still keeping her head low. "I didn't know where you live Rach and Finn is nowhere to be found..." I tried again and she was just focusing on my sheets instead. "You were so drunk and whining so I eventually gave in and brought you here with me." I shook her hand a little and she looked back at me with those eyes.

"Kurt, he.." her voice got caught up somewhere and I was for a moment thrown off by her staring. "He was just as drunk and trashed as Blaine, so I..." she smiled so creepily I had to get my hand off of hers "so here you are now." I finished.

She lounged at me and hugged me so tightly. She took a deep breath and said "Thank you for not leaving my shit-drunk ass at the party, Quinn." she finally spoke.

"Well, a little bit of that was my fault." I helped ease her uneasiness. "I should've stopped those over pour of tequila shots"

She hugged me for another full minute before letting go and tried to hold my gaze again, but the whole situation is making me feel uncomfortable especially after all her drunken sly remarks from last night.

*Flashback*

"Q... Q... Quinn... Quinnie... Swweeet, sweet Quinnniieee"

"Rach, stand straight please, my mum's coming back up here to bring water and aspirin" I scolded her because she kept on falling on her knees and knocking my furniture down.

"Have I ever told you how pretty you are? How beautiful? Like a goddess or maybe an angel?" She tried to stand straight and held my face in her hands and making pinching movements while she talk to me like I was a baby.

"Rach, come on. Sit down" I forced the shorter girl down to bed. "I'll get you some clothes to change into so you can be comfortable when you sleep" I ran off to my closet to get my cheerios sweats.

She slumped on the bed and hit her head; I heard her curse and saw her face winced while she held the part where she hit the wall. I come up at her and touched her head. "I told you to stay still, didn't I?" I scolded, while I helped soothe the pain.

"You didn't!" she scrunched up. "You said, sit down and I did" she accused, but held my hand from where her head hurt. She held it while her thumb caressed the back of my hand. She kissed them and held it in her cheeks. "Thank you Quinn, for bringing me here" she said through her lips on my hand.

My mum knocked startling her that she threw my hands so fast "Quinnie, here's the aspirin and water for your friend..." my mum was a little curious but she didn't see that whole kissing my hand thing.

"Thanks, Rachel will drink it after she gets dressed." I looked at her and she nodded.

"I'll come out with you mum, so I can change in the hallway bathroom" we left Rachel alone and I didn't comeback until she was asleep.

*end of flashback*

I had to break the constant staring and told her breakfast is ready after she changed into another of my clothes and that I'll wait for her downstairs.

"I left you new set of clothes, you can use that in the meantime. Come down after so we can eat before I bring you home." She smiled and said her thanks.

"Oh and I'll bring your clothes back this afternoon" she looked delighted at this "Mum had it washed first." I called before I went out of the room.

"Good morning Mrs. Fabray, Quinn.. Thank you for your hospitality last night..." my mum waved her off, "nonsense honey, sit down and eat breakfast before you and Quinnie head home" she said all motherly.

"Thank you again and I am so, so sorry about my behavior last night...I..." she rambled once again and I just had to stop her this time.

"Don't worry about it Rach, you were an adorable drunk, so shush it and eat." I winked at her for good measure. It effectively shut her off and we ate silently.