Chapter 18: You Make My Dreams Come True

She rolled over, rubbing her palm over the sheets on the left side of the bed. When she realised she only felt crumpled sheets, she opened her eyes slowly to yes, find an empty bed, and an empty room. She rolled over onto the left side of the bed and peered over at the clock on Rachel's nightstand.
11.30
She groaned to herself remembering the brunette had classes all day on a Monday. She sat up rubbing the heel of her right palm over her eye waking herself up. She slipped on her grey knee socks and took off toward the kitchen.

She fixed herself a bowl of Lucky Charms, she was sure Rachel wouldn't mind – she bought enough of the stuff anyway! She stood by the sink looking into the small living room. The place really was a tip, even she knew that and she wasn't exactly tidy. As she spooned more and more of the sugary infusion into her mouth while she hummed, an idea hit her. She washed her white ceramic bowl in the sink and then crossed over into the living room, her socks skidding across the light wooden floor. She spotted Rachel's stereo and thank Christ she'd accidentally left her iPod in the attached dock instead of taking it with her to class like she normally did.

She thumbed through countless Broadway artists – typically Rachel, Disney Soundtracks and rolled her eyes as she kept skimming all sorts of Musical Soundtracks. Finally she came across one artist she actually recognised, and clicking on it, Quinn found that she had the one song that screamed Rachel. A smile spread wide across her face as she heard the opening chords chirp.

She let her feet slide across the floor as she began to clean up the carnage scattered around the diva's living room and she began to dance as the music swept her up in the flow. She swept the towel from the kitchen she was dangling between her fingers over her shoulder and picked up a random pen from the table beside the couch. She began to mime along to the upbeat words, using the pen as a microphone while twisting herself around the floor.

Rachel jogged up the steps to the building, smiling to herself that her afternoon classes had been cancelled meaning she had the rest of the day to cuddle with Quinn. Even though Quinn wouldn't admit it, Rachel knew she loved it too. She entered the building and took the stairs to her dorm two at a time, she just wanted to get back into bed and forget that she ever left. It was when she got to the second floor; she heard some odd noises coming from the third floor – her floor. Thinking the worst, she took off up her final flight of stairs, hurrying towards her dorm. It was when she was just outside her door, she realised what the noise was. It wasn't noise at all. She slid her silver key into the lock and turned the doorknob, and as she got inside the noises got louder.

She had to cover her mouth to muffle the instant squeaking giggle that bubbled from her throat at the sight that greeted her. She found Quinn in one of her stupid football jerseys, boy pants and long grey knee socks doing the moonwalk down the hall between the kitchen and living room along to…Hall and Oates…?

She was totally oblivious to the fact that Rachel was standing in the doorway watching her. She whirled halfway around as Rachel watched her mime into…a pen? She stifled a giggle as Quinn serenaded her Idina Menzel and Spring Awakening posters plastered against the wall, giving them one hell of a show and occasionally doing the twist.

Twist and shout my way out
And wrap yourself around me
'Cause I ain't the way you found me
And I'll never be the same oh yeah
Well 'cause you
hmmm hmm you make my dreams come true

(you you you you) oh yeah
Well well well you (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
ooh you make my dreams come true
(you you you you) oh yeah

Rachel snorted a little too loudly and Quinn froze in an…odd position. Holding her position, she turned her head to see brown eyes watering as she laughed holding her quivering tummy with her other hand clasped over her mouth. Pale cheeks immediately flushed and her shoulders sagged as she lowered her head in pure embarrassment, just waiting for the ground to open beneath her and swallow her up.

She turned back around and walked over to Rachel's iPod and clicked stop. The brunette walked forward and laced her fingers within Quinn's. She looked back sheepishly and Rachel just smiled. She leaned forward and kissed the tip of Quinn's nose and chuckled thinking about how ridiculous she looked. 'I love you.' She lightly chuckled shaking her head, her dark hair swaying around her face.
The blonde bristled. 'What?'
She looked at her. 'I said I love you...'
Her eyes widened. 'No!'
Rachel looked at her puzzled. When she envisaged telling Quinn that she loved her, she didn't picture her saying no...?
Quinn covered her eyes with both hands in despair. Rachel looked at her as if she had two heads. 'Did I say something wrong...?'
'No no! Take it back!'
'Take what back?'
'What you just said!'
'Okay...I take it back...?'
The blonde suddenly grinned, self-satisfied. Brown eyes wondered if she'd slipped and hit her head while she was out at class. She scoffed. 'You're so weird.'
Quinn smiled and pecked the brunette on the lips. 'You're welcome.' She hummed.