Chapter 6: Confessions
Sorry for the super long wait. Believe me, I'd much rather write Faberry fanfics but life just won't let me. I swear, everyone is out to get me...
I sighed. I kept thinking about what had happpened during lunch. Once Rachel left me, I took my time in standing up and walking to class. Just a couple more classes until glee...
When school was finished, I walked out of my class and hurriedly headed to my locker. As fast as I could, I opened my lock and replaced my books with the ones I'd need for homework. Once I had everything, I made my way to the choir room. I had thought that I would be the first person to arrive because I had probably only taken a few seconds, but nope. Almost everyone was in the room already. I must've taken a good five minutes. As I entered the room, I frowned. I saw Brittany sitting next to Artie and holding his hand while she talked to Rachel, who sat beside her. Oh, Britt. I face-palmed. Surprisingly, Rachel wasn't next to Santana. Rachel caught me looking at her and quickly stopped talking. Britt followed her gaze and saw me, then she followed suit and shut up. They stared at me for a while, my suspicion that they were talking about me growing. But before I could think of anything, both girls jumped up and ran towards me, hugging me tightly at the same time. Rachel pulled back first, a knowing smile on her face. She looked so very excited and absolutely bursting with happiness. Unknowingly, my own lips pulled up, a smile forming. Her happiness was just so contagious. I realized Brittany was still hugging me when she pulled away. "Hey," I said, all suspicions forgotten. "Quinn I-" I held up a finger to interrupt Rachel. I really needed to talk to Britt. "I'm sorry Rach, but please hold on. If you could give us a minute..." she nodded sadly, all traces of her earlier giddiness gone, as she turned and took her seat. I felt terrible that I'd done that, but I needed to talk to Brittany. "B, do you remember what we agreed on?" I watched her eyebrows pull up in confusion. "That clouds aren't real cotton candy so I should stop trying to reach them and eat them?" I shook my head, trying to remain patient. She tried again. "That cheetahs and cheaters aren't the same?" "No Britt. About you and Santana.. " I gently reminded her. "Oh! That I should try to get her to get back with me?" I nodded. "Great job Britt. Now, why were you holding Artie's hand? If you want to hold someone's hand you should be holding Santana's."
"Ok Quinn." She nodded, so I hugged her to make sure she didn't think I was mad or anything. "So what were you and Rachel talking about?" She suddenly looked uncomfortable. "Umm..." "Hey guys, take your seats," I heard Mr. Schue say as he walked in. Damn his terrible timing. I took Brittany's hand and led her to our seats. Rachel sat on my other side, so I was between her and Britt. "Okay guys, we have some performances today." As my curly-haired teacher continued talking, I wondered what it was that Rachel was so eager to tell me.
Throughout glee, I searched for an opportunity to talk to Rachel. But I found none. Finn and Kurt's voices could be heard singing A House Is Not A Home, but I couldn't pay enough attention to notice how well they got along now. Then, Blaine and Sugar sang and I honestly couldn't tell what song it was that they were singing.
I'm a get your heart racing
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Oh, its Teenage Dream, I realized as the song ended. I'd finally paid enough attention to realize that Blaine was singing to Kurt and Sugar to Artie. Awww. I smiled at their cuteness. I turned to Rachel, and saw her smiling at the cuteness that is Klaine. Hmmm... if Rachel and I were to go out, what would our name be? Rachel and Quinn... that can't go together. Okay, last names... Fabray and Berry... oh I got it! Faberry! Yep, that's even better than Finchel. My thoughts were interrupted once more by Mr. Schue, announcing we could leave. I stood up and turned to Rachel. "Hey what did you want to tell me?" I asked, very curious. She shook her head. "I'll tell you tomorrow at lunch, okay? I have to go get ready," she smiled, but I couldn't help feeling like I was missing something. "Okay." She turned and walked away.
I quickly finished my homework and just lay on my bed. I was curious as to what was going on with Rachel. But I'd know tomorrow. So I hurried up and went to sleep, impatient for the next day to arrive.
The next morning found me at school early, this time wearing a white cardigan over a light blue dress with blue flats. I wandered around for a while before heading to my locker. I opened it, grabbed my books, then walked to the auditorium. It was still early, so I decided I might go and sing. But this time, I'd withhold the tears. I lightly stepped up the stairs onto the stage. I swayed to the music in my head for a moment before making my way to the piano. I sat and lightly slid my fingers across the keys. I had an idea for a song.
Cherish is the word I use to describe
All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside
You don't know how many times I've wished that I had told you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could hold you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could mold you into someone who could cherish me as much as I cherish you
Perish is the word that more than applies
To the hope in my heart each time I realize
That I am not gonna be the one to share your dreams
That I am not gonna be the one to share your schemes
That I am not gonna be the one to share
What seems to be the life that you could
Cherish as much as I do yours
Oh, I'm beginning to think that man has never found
The words that could make you want me
That have the right amount of letters, just the right sound
That could make you hear, make you see
That you are driving me out of my mind
Oh I could say, I need you but then you'd realize
That I want you just like a thousand other guys
Who'd say they loved you with all the rest of their lies
When all they wanted was to touch your face, your hands
And gaze into your eyes
Cherish is the word I use to describe
All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside
You don't know how many times
I've wished that I had told you
You don't know how many times
I've wished that I could hold you
You don't know how many times
I've wished that I could mold you into someone who could
Cherish me as much as I cherish you
And I do cherish you
And I do cherish you
Cherish is the word
The bell rang, and I realized that I felt so much better after singing. I ran my fingers over the keys one more time. Then I stood up and gathered my things to go.
First period... second period... when it was time for glee, I knew there was only one pair who had yet to perform. Joe and Brittany. And then Mr. Schue would declare the winner to be Tina and I. I smiled, thinking of the free Breadstix meal I'd get later. Surprisingly enough, I was the last person to arrive, except for Mr. Schue, but he doesn't count because he's always late. I took my usual seat in the front row beside Rachel. I noticed Santana wasn't here, so that just made my day much better. But I immediately felt guilty for thinking that. But then Rachel smiled at me so I felt better, all the guilt gone. Mr. Schue entered, walking straight to the piano bench and sitting down, announcing it was Britt's and Joe's turn. They stood up and dragged stools over in front of the piano. As they sat down, I realized that Joe had his guitar. Wondering what song they were gonna sing, I waited a bit impatiently. Joe began strumming and hearing those first few notes, I was kinda shocked at their song choice.
One, two, three,
Not only you and me
Got 180 degrees and I'm caught in between
Countin' one, two, three
Peter, Paul and Mary
Getting down with 3P
Everybody loves countin'
Everybody loves countin'
Everybody loves countin'
Brittany clapped along to the beat, occasionally getting up to dance around. It really is too bad Santana isn't here for this. She'd love this. I knew Brittany loved Britney, so any Britney Spears song is good for Britt. But Joe? Why would he agree to sing this? Does he not know it's about having a threesome? I shook my head, but I clapped along with everyone else. Despite the song choice, they were pretty good. As they finished singing, I turned to Rachel. She nodded, signaling she had come to the same realization as me. I turned to Mr. Schue. He was a little shocked and slightly uncomfortable, but he applauded them and their effort. "Anyways," he said awkwardly, changing the subject, "Since that was the last performance, I'll think about it and I will give you your winners later." He nodded, heading towards his office. I stared at Rachel for a while, and she turned to look at me. The silence was surprisingly comfortable, so we continued to just take in the other. I just loved having Rachel so close to me and just being able to take in her beauty. As for Rachel, maybe she felt the same? Hopefully she did. I didn't hear the talks of everyone else; I just felt the moment. Rachel grabbed my hand. "Quinn we need to talk. I'll see you at lunch?" I nodded. It must be what she had wanted to tell me yesterday. I stood up to stretch as the bell rang, so I helped Rachel up and together we left.
I didn't know what to expect. When it was finally time for lunch, a period later, I swiftly walked to the auditorium, glad Santana wasn't here. I approached the door, and seeing Rachel on the stage, I walked in and up the stairs. "Hey Rachel." "Hi." Just seeing her, I felt so happy. It was just the two of us, together, could things get much better? "Hey, where's your lunch?" Usually she brought lunch from home and I didn't eat because seriously, I'm surprised no one's gotten food poisoning yet. Her smile grew, displaying her amazingly white and perfect teeth. She pointed to the side of the stage, where there was a blanket with a picnic laid out on top. It was freakin' awesome. The food looked great and I was hungry. She gestured for us to sit so we walked over and sat beside each other in the blanket. Though I was kinda surprised I hadn't noticed all that when I walk in; I'm usually pretty great at noticing details. We ate for a while, just making small talk. We quickly finished but continued talking. Suddenly, Rachel changed to conversation. "Quinn, I heard you singing this morning in the auditorium." "Really?" "Yes, you were amazing." I blushed at the compliment, especially since it was coming from her. "But if you were there, why didn't you talk to me?" I asked. "I didn't want to interrupt you Quinn." There was a silence as we both thought. "Is there a reason you sang that song?" She questioned me. I met her gaze. She looked back knowingly, but I decided to ignore that. It's the perfect chance to tell her how I feel, I realized. I breathed in deeply, scared, but I had to do this. Even though it was highly unlikely that Rachel would reciprocate my feelings, I still had to tell her. It might ruin our friendship, or it might turn our friendship into something so much better. And I couldn't be later left wondering what if... "Rachel, I thought it expressed my feelings perfectly." Another deep breath. I quickly looked at the clock hanging on the wall to make sure that we wouldn't be interrupted anytime soon. Nope, 30 minutes of lunch left. Okay, I got this. I can do this. "Rachel," I looked straight into her eyes and she did the same, "Rachel, I- I love you," I managed to say it easier than I'd expected. I searched her beautiful face for signs of shock, disgust, or any other feelings. But she just smiled. Is that good? "Quinn, I know." "You do?" Now I'm thoroughly confused. "Yes, Brittany told me yesterday." Oh. "Now, don't be mad at her," she rushed on, "She didn't mean to, but it slipped out." I nodded. I wasn't mad. We gazed at each other for a few minutes in silence; I wanted to know how she would respond to my confession, but then I didn't. I'd absolutely die if she didn't feel the same.
"Quinn, I love you too." I let that sink in, let my brain process what just happened. I was surprised to say the least, but so freakin' happy. My heart jumped with joy; it was so happy I thought it'd burst from happiness. I practically jumped on Rachel, attacking her with a huge hug. She lay on the floor, me on top of her small warm body, the two of us hugging each other happily. I leaned onto my hands pulling the top half of my body up. I looked down at the beautiful girl under me. "Rachel, will you be my girlfriend?" She smiled. "Of course." I smiled down at her, just soaking in the moment, trying to make sure I'd always remember this moment. Her big chocolate eyes bore into mine. "You can kiss me if you want..." she whispered. Of course I can, I'm her girlfriend! I leaned down, dropping my body on hers. I slowly lowered my face, looking at her face so close to mine. She closed her eyes, and I closed mine as I closed the gap between our lips. I slowly, gently placed my lips on hers. The kiss started slow, so full of passion. Our lips molded together perfectly, as if we were meant to be together. I put my hands into her soft brown hair, clenching it in my hands. Her own hands reached into my short blonde hair and tightly held on. Her soft tongue slipped over my bottom lip, begging for entrance, which I happily gave. We explored the others mouth slowly, tingling when our tongues touched. But as the kiss continued, it became so full of want, of need. I've wanted this forever, I've needed this... and apparently I wasn't the only one who longed for this moment. My right hand let go of her hair, and began sliding down, feeling Rachel. At the first movement of my hand, hers moved onto my body. Our hands continued moving, desperate to touch the other's body, while my lips made their way along Rachel's jaw. I pulled back, and Rachel pulled back, feeling my hands move away, she looked into my eyes. "What? Is something wrong?" She asked, worried. I smiled, reassuring her. "No. Everything's perfect." I looked into her eyes as she smiled. The kiss was so amazing. I laid beside her, both of us moving closer. I wrapped my arms around her. "I love you Rachel. Always have, always will." "I love you too Quinn. And believe it or not, I've always kinda liked you too." "Kinda?" I snorted. "Okay, I've always liked you." I hugged her tighter, just so freaking happy in that moment. The happiest person ever.
I'll try to update soon, but I don't know if school will interrupt, but you know, I gotta pass school so... yeah. Kinda excited of what's to come... What do you think will happen?