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...Chapter 3!...
It had only been five minutes. It was a long five minutes...all the blonde knew to do was stare at the TV which was now stuck on the DVD menu, she didn't want to get up and change it. She had no idea whether Santana would want to watch more or not.
"Quinn." It was whispered.
The blonde didn't move. "Quinn, I'm..." Santana broke off.
"Gay." Quinn finished for her. She looked at the Latina, "yeah, I heard you."
The darker girl gave her a nod. After a moment of scilence she stood up, "I guess I'll go."
The blonde stood up also, "go? Why would you leave?"
"Please, Quinn...I know you, I know you're values and beliefs," Santana scoffed. "And trust me when I say, I don't need you preaching to me."
Quinn shook her head, "that's not what...I...I wasn't going to preach." She sighed.
"Well you're not talking."
"What do you expect me to say?" Quinn shrugged, "Santana, I don't know what to say...what does this mean?"
"I'm not gay for Fabray if you're worried about that," the shorter girl stated.
Quinn couldn't help the giggle, "no, I wasn't worried...I know it's Brittany."
Santana shook her head, "do not laugh at my choice of words...really Quinn, it's not funny."
Quinn smiled and grabbed her friends hand, "she doesn't feel the same?"
Santana couldn't look into her eyes, "she does, but she doesn't."
Quinn shrugged, "explain?"
"She loves Artie also." It was a simple answer in a low voice.
Quinn reached up with her other hand and forced Santana to look at her, "it's her loss, alright." She smiled, "Santana you are amazing, you're beautiful, and wonderful, and talented, and funny, smart, witty, and so much more...you are amazing and if Brittany can't see that then she doesn't deserve you. You don't deserve her, because you only deserve the best."
Santana shook her head, "she is the best."
"For now, but you'll move on," Quinn assured her, "either that or Britt will finally realize that you are what she needs, and wants...and loves." Quinn nodded, "she loves you."
Quinn led Santana up to the guest room, "you can stay here tonight." She told her.
Santana nodded, "okay, thanks."
"Anytime..." She smiled, "I'm okay you know, with it." She shook her head, "I'm not my father, and I want you to know that. I will never turn away from you Santana."
The Latina pulled Quinn in for a hug, "thank you." She whispered.
Quinn had retrieved the CD from the table beside her door and now she was standing beside her stereo that was sitting on the table beside her bed. She was contemplating listening to the CD. She wanted to know who this mystery person was, in fact it was killing her to not know. However she didn't want to listen to the CD and not be able to figure out who the person was, it would be depressing to not know already.
She put the CD in the stereo and her finger hovered over the play button.
She didn't push it.
Instead she grabbed her headphones from her ipod and hooked them into the stereo (afterall she didn't want to disturb Santana with the music) then she settled herself on her bed with the headphones in her ears. Then she took the stereo remote that was laying on her bed and she pushed the button.
She pushed play.
Is there anybody going to listen to my story
All about the girl who came to stay?
She's the kind of girl you want so much
It makes you sorry
Still, you don't regret a single day
Ah girl
Girl
She knew that song, she smiled to herself, she loved that song. She looked at the stereo as the words continued in her head and she found the plastic case sitting on the edge of the table. She reached out and grabbed it. She didn't think it'd give away the song's that were on the CD, and she's not sure why she grabbed it, yey she did.
A piece of paper fell from the flimsy papery CD case. And Quinn was confused. However she looked at the paper. She read the words written on it:
"I have another message, however this time you'll have to figure it out." Quinn mumbeled aloud. She shook her head as she continued to read, "take a piece of paper and a pen then write down the name of the song that plays. They will play in order so you won't have to worry about that." Quinn was still confused. What the hell did that mean?
She noticed that the CD was on the second song and decided to get up, she set the headphones on her bed and grabbed a pen and a piece of paper from her desk. Then she walked back over to the CD player stopped the CD and started it over then sat back down on her bed with the headphones in her ears and the pen and paper in her hand.
Girl, she wrote down.
She sighed as she looked at the note again, however, this time she noticed there were more words written on the page she sighed before she looked at them.
"Insert these words or phrases after every song." She read, "there are only nine songs and seven words or phrases, so you have to figure out where they go." Quinn shook her head, "of course I do." She rolled her eyes when she put the note back down. The other words and phrases were, and, so, yeah, because, with me there'll be, because and is...She was confused.
You are so beautiful
To me
You are so beautiful
To me
Can't you see
You're everything I hoped for
You're everything I need
You are so beautiful
To me
Quinn smiled to herself, that song was so simple, yet wonderful at the same time.
You Are So Beautiful. She wrote it down.
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
She knew that song right away, yet it wasn't The Beatles singing it...it was one of her favorite bands The Pretty Reckless...this person must know she love both The Beatles and The Pretty Reckless, so they used them together.
There's nothing you can do that can't be done
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy
She smiled as she wrote down, All You Need Is Love. She decided she wouldn't try to figure the message out until after she had wrote every song title down, she figured it'd probably be easier that way. So she waited.
I've been really tryin , baby
Tryin to hold back these feelings for so long
And if you feel, like I feel baby
Come on, oh come on
She had to laugh, the moment she heard the music start and she recognised the song, she had to laugh, she couldn't help it...it just all came out. And her smile never faded as she wrote, Let's Get It On on the paper, yet she did kind of worry about what the message was after word.
I, I'm so in love with you
Whatever you want to do
Is all right with me
'Cause you make me feel so brand new
And I want to spend my life with you
Since, since we've been together
Loving you forever
Is what I need
Let me be the one you come running to
I'll never be untrue
Let's, let's stay together
Lovin' you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad
It took the blonde longer to figure out what that song was called, she had only ever heard it a few times and that was with Finn. Finn...she shook her head, there was no way that it was him who was trying to do this, there was no way that it was him who had come up with all this romantic stuff. Yet she was still smiling, and Finn had showed her this song and they had danced to it, and he had made her dinner as they listened to it (and yes the dinner was only a grilled cheese) but still it was romantic to her.
And if it was Finn, then maybe this time he really meant it all, maybe this time he really would be trying to win her heart, trying for them, trying for her.
Let's Stay Together, she pressed it on the paper.
You see this guy, this guy's in love with you
Yes I'm in love who looks at you the way I do
When you smile I can tell it know each other very well
How can I show you I'm glad I got to know you 'cause
I've heard some talk they say you think I'm fine
This guy's in love and what I'd do to make you mine
Tell me now is it so don't let me be the last to know
This Guy's In Love With You, After she wrote it down she sighed, Finn had never shown her that song...but neither had her other boyfriends. Or so she thought, she tried to rememebr because (Damn it!) she wanted to know who this guy was. Finn had never played this song for her...Sam had never played this song for her...no, Sam hadn't and Finn hadn't, but that's when it it her...Puck had.
Puck had played this song for her while they were both living in his house. Puck had played it for her once a month for the few short months that she lived with him. He had made her laugh with the soft side of him that he never let show, and he had made her fall deeper and deeper for him. He had made her happy, all by singing a song.
Alright let's go
There's gonna be one less lonely girl (one less lonely girl)
One less lonely girl (one less lonely girl)
There's gonna be one less lonely girl (one less lonely girl)
One less lonely girl (ha)
How many I told you's and start overs
And shoulders have you cried on before
How many promises be honest girl
How many tears you let hit the floor
How many bags you packed
Just to take 'em back tell me that
How many either or's but no more
If you let me inside of your world
There'll be the one less lonely girl
Yes, she knew that song right away, she smiled. Yet, it confused her...now she had three different songs that all three of her boyfriend's had sang to her. Sam had sung this song to her one day when they were hanging out in her living room, it was before he did the Bieber band thing.
They were just hanging out in her living room when he just started singing the song, and it made her laugh...it made her laugh a lot, then her laughing made him laugh and he ended up singing the song really badly. Yet, it was fun because they were both there and they were both smiling...so it was worth it all.
One Less Lonely Girl, She scribbled it fast.
I am on a lonely road and I am traveling
Traveling, traveling, traveling
Looking for something, what can it be
Oh I hate you some, I hate you some
I love you some
Oh I love you when I forget about me
I want to be strong I want to laugh along
I want to belong to the living
Alive, alive, I want to get up and jive
I want to wreck my stockings in some jukebox dive
Do you want, do you want, do you want
To dance with me baby
Do you want to take a chance
On maybe finding some sweet romance with me baby
Well, come on
She had to listen to more of the song to figure out what it was called, it was one that she had never heard before but she did like it, All I want is what she wrote down. She hoped it was the right song title.
You don't want me, no
You don't need me
Like I want you, oh
Like I need you
And I want you in my life
And I need you in my life
You can't see me, no
Like I see you
I can't have you, no
Like you have me
And I want you in my life
And I need you in my life
You can't feel me, no
Like I feel you
I can't steal you, no
Like you stole me
And I want you in my life
And I need you in my life
Quinn knew that song right away, it was one of her favorites, however she waited until it was over to actually write the song down. She took the pen in her hand and wrote the word You.
Then she studied the nine song titles:
Girl
You Are So Beautiful
All You Need Is Love
Let's Get It On
Let's Stay Together
This Guy's In Love With You
One Less Lonely Girl
All I Want
You
Then she studied the seven extra words:
And
So
Yeah
Because
With me there'll be
Because
Is
She looked at the paper for a few minutes before the words started to click, the extra words were in order also, she just had to figure out where they went. It only took her five minutes to realize where each one was supposed to go. And the message read:
Girl, you are so beautiful (and) all you need is love (so) let's get it on (yeah) let's stay together (because) this guy's in love with you (with me there'll be) one less lonely girl (because) all I want (is) you.
Quinn read the message again and she smiled to herself, she really loved this guy...she had no idea who he was, but she knew that she was in love with him.
Her phone buzzed and she took the headphones out of her ears and looked at the message, it was from Santana:
I'm still messed up...can I sleep with you?
-San
Quinn was about to reply but her phone buzzed again:
I meant in the bed with you...now with you, with you...like sex!
-San
The blonde couldn't surpress her laugh, she knew Santana must not believe her completely when she said that she was okay with her being gay.
And she could imagine that right now, in her guest room the Latina was beet red...completely embarrassed.
Of course you can San, that's fine.
-Q
Was her simple reply.
Three minutes later Santana knocked on the door and Quinn let her in. "Look," She said handing her friend the note.
Santana read it carefully before looking back to Quinn, "that's sweet." She smiled softly, "still don't know who it is?"
The hazel-eyed girl nodded, "yeah, but I'm getting closer." She took the note from Santana and led them to her bed as she said, "it's either Finn, Puck or Sam."
Santana sighed, "so one of your ex-boyfriends?"
"Yeah."
"Well, for your sake I hope it's Sam." Santana whispered to her.
"Why's that?" The blonde asked.
"Come on Q, if it's Finny D, he'll probably just break your heart again...Pucky Puck will probably love you, yet he'll beg for sex...and Little Sammy Evans will treat you like a queen." She nodded, "he's your best option."
Santana turned around and faced the wall as she quickly fell asleep.
Quinn nodded, "you're probably right." She whispered.
And in her heart of hearts, she was wishing it was Sam.
Okay, so this one didn't have many texts in it...but I wanted to have some sort of simple, secret message...and I thought I did that well.
Anyway the songs are:
Girl, by The Beatles
You Are So Beautiful, by Joe Cocker
All You Need Is Love, by The Beatles (I used The Pretty Reckless version)
Let's Get It On, by Marvin Gaye
Let's Stay Together, by Al Green
This Guy's In Love With You, by Herb Alpert
One Less Lonely Girl, by Justin Bieber
All I want, by Joni Mitchell
You, by The Pretty Reckless
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