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So, I guess this is the chapter we've all been waiting for, will it be everything you wanted or.. ? I don't know, but I will say that this has been my favourite chapter so far to write!
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Quinn pulled Sam roughly into Santana's spare room. Fuelled by alcohol and the desperate need for acceptance, she closed the door behind them, turning so that Sam's back was pressed against the hard wood. She used her left hand to lock the door whilst her right slipped behind his neck, pulling his lips to hers and pressing them together hard.
She ran her tongue along his bottom lip, silently asking for permission to enter, which he quickly granted. His hands ran along the small of her back, pulling her close to him, deepening the kiss whilst their tongues battled together.
Quinn felt wonderfully light and airy. She had been waiting for this forever. She had missed Sam so much. Her small hands ran across his entire body, starting with his soft blonde hair and slowly moving downwards. Quinn recalled their first date in Breadstix where they had accepted each other, and began to open up: him about dying his hair and her about Beth. They were perfect together, and now they were getting that back.
In that moment, Quinn didn't care what Sam's intentions were, she just needed to be accepted, to be loved. She ran her soft hands across his chest, still bare from his strip dance earlier. His hard muscle felt lovely against her hand and she smiled mid-kiss.
"What?" he breathed against her lips.
"Nothing" Quinn whispered in return, but couldn't help a shy grin from spreading across her lips.
Every one of Sam's movements so far had been slow, hesitant almost, proving what a gentleman he was, even after everything he had been through. Quinn admired that, but that wasn't what she needed. What she needed was someone who was going to take control, make her feel special and wanted.
"Come on Sam" she teased "Don't be shy"
She squealed when he placed both hands on her bum and lifted her gently. Immediately, she wrapped her legs around his strong waist. She cupped his cheek in her hands, using them to pull her face to hers.
She drew back slightly, planting soft kisses down his jaw line. She reached his neck and nipped at the skin, sucking hard whilst wrapping her slender arms around his neck.
Sam responded with a moan of pleasure and began to make his way over to the made up double bed. He sat down on the edge of it, his strong muscles easily guiding Quinn with him. She pulled away from his neck, smiling mischievously. Quinn placed both hands on his shoulders and pushed Sam backwards so that he was lying with his back on the soft mattress. Then, straddling him, she leant forwards to kiss him again.
Sam's warm hands rested on her sides, moving upwards and along her back very gently, all the while outside her blue dress. Then, he flipped her over so that she was underneath, repositioning so that they were lying completely on the bed.
He placed his elbow next to her head, leaning on it. Smiling down at her, he whispered "Too shy for you?"
Quinn giggled, it must be the alcohol and Sam's general presence, which made her feel slightly high. "No" she whispered, trying to sound seductive. "Remember when you asked for a little something something?" she whispered, reminding him of last year when he tried to pressure her into going further than she was ready for. She wasn't more ready now, but she needed to feel accepted and this was the only way she could think of. "You can have that now" she purred, a trembling hand moving on top of his, slowly guiding his hand over her dress, up her stomach and over her breast.
His eyes widened and she was rewarded with a beautiful grin. Sam squeezed in the most delicious why which made Quinn moan in delight. She had never experienced anything like this before, from what she could remember with Puck, it had just been sex, nothing good or fun about it. But Sam was making her feel wonderful.
Sam leaned down to kiss her again, slipping his tongue into her mouth and gently moving it around. Quinn remembered just how good a kisser Sam was, and she loved every second of his embrace. It sent shivers down her spine and she ran her hands across his defined back.
"You know" Sam grinned, sitting her up slightly. "I'm feeling a little alone, topless like this, care to join me?" he moved his hand to the back of Quinn's dress, closing it around the clasp and slowly, teasingly pulling it down.
Every rational sense Quinn had came crashing down on her. She couldn't let him see her. He was beautiful, muscular and strong, had nothing to be shy about. But she, she was broken and discarded. Forever marked as used by the silvery lines that decorated her stomach. She was hideous, with stretch marks that refused to fade and fat left over from her pregnancy. Who would want her when she was like that? Sam only did now because he hadn't seen her. There was a reason why she never wore truly revealing clothes. She was disgusting.
"No, Sam" she murmured, pushing his hands away and quickly doing the zipper back up again. She leaned forwards to kiss him again, but this time, it was Sam that refused. He leant backwards, away from Quinn's lips.
Her eyes brimmed with tears. She was right, no one wanted her, Sam was just caught up in the moment, in the party atmosphere and the effects of the alcohol; he didn't want her, he wanted Mercedes. Uncontrollable, ugly, fat tears began to roll down her cheeks.
Sam's eyes immediately filled with worry and concern, and he wiped away her glistening tears with his thumb, "Hey Quinn, what's wrong?" he asked softly. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed you. It was just, we were in the bedroom, and you asked me to come here, and you said I could have a little something something.." he trailed off his ramble, unsure of what to say next.
Sniffing, Quinn closed her eyes, trying to compose herself. Why did she do this? Only making herself even more unattractive in front of the perfect boy. She exhaled deeply, "Nothing's wrong Sam, sorry. I don't know what came over me" she tried to laugh it off, leaning forwards to kiss him again.
Again, Sam moved away from her, "Quinn, tell me, please. You helped me last year when I needed it, with my family and our money problems, now I'm going to help you. And don't lie to me saying you're okay, I know you, remember?" he replied softly, planting a light kiss on her forehead.
Quinn felt five years old, pathetic and young. Her eyes were glued to the sheets, staring intently downwards so that the true depth of her sadness wouldn't be revealed to him.
"Hey, what happened to focusing on the good things, Quinn? What happened? Please tell me, I want to help you." Sam prompted again. When it became clear that Quinn wasn't willing to talk any time soon, Sam moved to the end of the bed, so that he was leaning against the head board. He gently reached over, plucking Quinn up from the middle of the bed and pulling her up beside him, tucking her under his arm. He held her tightly, cooing her and shushing her, slowly rubbing his fingers soothingly up her arm.
"Whenever you're ready to tell me, Quinnie. I'm not going anywhere" he murmured, close to her ear before planting a soft kiss there.
Quinn leaned into his chest, pressing a hand against it. The only sound she could hear was the steady beat of his heart, the sounds of the party below must have been shut out by the closed doors and floors between them, and it seemed to calm her. The strong, steady drumbeat, which started rapidly with the excitement of their encounter and seemed to be slowing slightly made her relax along with it.
She looked up into his green eyes, with her own green-flecked hues. The look in his eyes was so sincere and full of care that it made her heart melt. If only she had someone like him, or just him to love her. She would be the happiest girl in the world, or, at least, she thought she would. "It's pathetic, really"
"If anything's making you this upset, it can't be that pathetic. I know you, remember that. I know that you're putting up a strong front all the time, but there are cracks in it. And it flatters me that you're able to be yourself around me, even if you're crying because it means that you trust me. And I want to help you Q, I really do, so please tell me"
Quinn paused a moment, thinking over his words. It was true that she always seemed to break down when Sam was around, but that could just be coincidence. Either way, she decided to tell him. "I'm broken Sam"
"What?" he asked, his face bewildered.
"I'm used, hideous" she whispered.
"Are you joking Quinn?" Sam frowned, hugging her tighter "You were the most beautiful girl in the room tonight. In fact, you're the most beautiful girl in most rooms"
"I'm the only girl in this room" she muttered sarcastically.
"Oh come on, Quinn. You know what I mean. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. You're beautiful. Always have been. Heck- you even make crying look elegant" he smiled, wiping more tears off her face with his gentle fingers.
"You're so goofy Sam" she laughed. That was the strange thing about her connection with him, even though he was goofy and joked around a lot, Sam always knew how to make her feel better. But," she continued hesitantly "You don't understand"
"Then help me understand Q, I won't hurt you, I promised that, remember?"
"I- Beth.. I had a baby. She's- I've got these horrible stretch marks, and fat. I'm hideous, you only really see my face, but she's left me scarred. I'm disgusting."
Sam opened his mouth in shock "Quinn, look at me" he said sternly, grabbing her face in his palm and turning it so that she was looking directly into his deep green eyes. "You are not hideous, at all, you are absolutely stunning, okay? Remember that, please. Any guy would be lucky to have you"
She offered Sam a sad smile, nodding her head.
"But, It's good we stopped where we did" Sam continued slowly "I wouldn't want us to regret anything."
Quinn's heart sank. Of course he would regret being with her. He didn't truly want her, who would? But instead of voicing her thoughts, she moved on, hating to dwell on the topic of herself. "Mhmm, so really, what's going on between you and 'Cedes?" she asked, wide eyed "I told you, so now please tell me"
Sam sighed, scratching the back of his neck with his hand "I don't even know Quinn. I really like her, but I think she's into Shane. I'm about ready to give up. I would have already, if she didn't kiss me. But we haven't spoken since. I suppose she'd rather have Shane.."
Quinn copied Sam, grabbing his face and turning it towards hers "Sam, look at me" she said, grinning "You are the sweetest, cutest, funniest guy and anyone would be lucky to have you. If 'Cedes cant see how perfect you are then she's not worth it. But she'll come around, I know she will. You really like her, don't you?" Quinn closed her eyes, trying to control the stabbing pain in her heart at her own words. Unrequited love, it was the worst kind. Especially when you loved the other person so much that you would help them get what they wanted because all you want is to see them happy.
"Yeah I do, thanks, Q" Sam whispered. "So, what do you want to do now?"
"Just hold me, Sam, make me feel wanted" Quinn mumbled, snuggling more tightly into his arms. She closed her hand over the his, the one which was wrapped around her waist, and leaned her head against him.
"Sure thing, this is your night, after all" Sam murmured, "Congratulations on Yale by the way. You finally got your ticket outta here, but I'm going to miss you a lot" he placed a gentle peck on the edge of her lips. Quinn could feel the chemistry between them, the pull in her heart telling her to grab Sam and kiss him squarely on the lips. But she couldn't, she didn't deserve him, and she wasn't good enough.
She didn't know how to respond to his words, so she remained silent
Pushing the sad thoughts out of her mind, Quinn, didn't know how to respond to his words, so she remained silent; she settled into his arms comfortably, wishing that this moment could last forever because, right now, she was happy.
A/N: I hope this was what you guys wanted! any comments, constructive criticism are always welcome? Thanks for reading!
I don't know if it was expected or anything but I adore this chapter because it's so cute!
I've already written the next chapter and I think i'm planning to do that for the rest of them so that I keep ahead of myself and don't leave massive gaps if I get writer's block. Anyways, reviews etc. are always appreciated.
Thanks guys!