Love in Paradise

by santana.is.best.13

Quinn Fabray lives in beautiful Maui, Hawaii, the perfect place to grow up, but her life is far from perfect. Quinn is still dealing with a dark past, to the outside world though, she looks happy. Hawaii is one of the most romantic places in the world, will Quinn let her guard down to a beautiful Latina who has issues of her own? AU. Rated M for W COMPLETE

2. Chapter 2: Beach Party

Love in Paradise

Authors Note(I don't own any of the Glee characters) You'll see a little bit of Santana's POV at the end of the chapter. I'm not crazy about the title, but I hope you enjoy it(: R&R?

Chapter Two: Beach Party

Quinn, Rachel and Kurt throw away their garbage then Quinn takes out her ukulele. Rachel and Kurt don't have one, they just use the ones the hotel provides."You have a point, her stay here is unknown, but that's just all the more reason to get to know her." Rachel pauses and stops them on the sidewalk."Quinn, don't pass a chance for you to be happy again. You've been through enough, if anyone deserves it, it's you. Even if lasts just a week or two, you can look back on your time with her with no regrets." Quinn looks to Kurt nodding his head in agreement. Although her friends drive her crazy, she knows it's out of love, and that's why their as close as they are."Ok, your right. Maybe I'll invite her to the party." Rachel and Kurt squeal making Quinn roll her eyes as she makes her way to the beach. Rachel and Kurt quickly catch up with big smiles."This is so exciting, I can't wait to meet her." The beach isn't far from the lobby, just a ten minute walk. It's behind Casanova separated with bushes and trees. They all take off their shoes as they walk onto the beach. Some guests have already showed up and have their ukulele's ready. Holly waves them over and gives Rachel and Kurt their ukulele's."We're gonna do some Iz today ladies." Quinn rolls her eyes as she takes her ukulele from its case."Of course we are, we only hear the danm song everyday." Holly laughs shaking her head."I hear ya, blondie." Quinn hates Holly's nickname for her, she says it's because she's one of the few blondes on the island. Quinn always reminds her that she is also a blonde, and Holly always says, 'But mine came from a bottle.' More guests start to arrive and Quinn's eyes nearly pop out of her head. Rachel and Kurt look at her confused until they follow her line of vision."Is that her?" Quinn just slowly nods her head unable to speak. She thought she would have to stalk around the hotel to even see the beauty again."Wow, your right, no words can give her beauty justice. I think I just might be straight." Quinn bumps shoulders with Kurt."Easy, that's my possible future girlfriend." Rachel gasps with a big smile."She's looking at you, Quinn." Quinn gives her a shy smile and small wave."Is that the friend?" Quinn nods her head not taking her eyes off the Latina as she gets her own ukulele with her blonde friend."Ok, everybody, we're gonna split everyone into groups. Beginners go with Quinn, she's the blonde, intermediate with lady face, and expert with Streisand." Quinn would be lying if she said she wasn't preying to go that her girl was a beginner. As she looks at her small group she spots the Latina and smiles. 'Thank you, god.' She escorts then away from the rest so they can hear themselves play and has them sit in a semi circle.

As they take their seats, the dark haired girl stands in front of her with a small smile."Hey, your the girl that cleaned my friends room, right?" Quinn slowly nods her head as the girl sits next to her."I'm Santana, nice to meet you, Quinn." Santana, such a perfect name for the perfect girl. Quinn shyly shakes her hand with a small smile."You too." She's so caught up in her Santana haze she almost forgets their at a ukulele class, until someone clears their throat. Quinn blushes making Santana giggle, almost distracting Quinn once again."Today we're going to learn an easy song, Over the rainbow by Iz. We'll just go over the chords for the intro, and if your brave we'll tackle the strumming." She shows them the chords at a slow pace then has them practice on their own. She looks over to Santana and notices she's struggling."Need help?" Santana smiles sheepishly making Quinn giggle."I can't get this danm 'G' chord." Quinn shyly slides closer to Santana, she can smell her perfume, it's intoxicating."Ok um it's easier to put your two fingers on the first and third strings, and then your other finger on the second." She places Santana's fingers where they need to go and feels goosebumps at the contact. Her hand is so soft she wonders what it would feel like to hold it. Santana plays the chord with ease and looks over to Quinn. Their faces are so close all Quinn has to do is lean over and connect their lips. She notices Santana looking at her and freaks out. "Party." Santana smiles and gives her a confused look as Quinn curses to herself."Sorry?" Quinn closes her eyes with a sigh."There's a party on the beach by Safeway, you could come, if you want. And your friend can come too." Santana smiles."Cool, we'll have to stop by then."

Quinn glances at Santana's lips then slowly nods her head. Holly blows her whistle and announces the end of class."Your a good teacher, thanks for the help." Again Quinn just slowly nods her head earning a giggle from the girl."I'll see ya later, Q." Quinn stays seated as Santana leaves, blushing at her new nickname and leering at her bottom. Kurt and Rachel stand beside her with knowing smiles. Kurt clears his throat making Quinn jump."The fuck?! You scared me." Rachel and Kurt laugh as Quinn packs her ukulele and stands brushing the sand off."If you hadn't been leering you would've noticed." Quinn once again blushes and covers it by lightly pushing Rachel's shoulder."Shut up." Both giggle some more as they make their back to the hotel."Her name is Santana, I invited her to the party." Both gasp with big smiles."Good for you, Quinn."

"Yeah, I said she can invite her friend too. I was so danm nervous though, I could t stop looking a her lips." Rachel smiles as they enter the lobby."I love, love." Quinn shakes her head with a laugh."I don't think it's love, just yet, just a strong crush. If that makes sense?" They take their stuff from their lockers and walk out together."Strangely it does, do you know what your gonna wear? I could help ya know." Quinn sighs cursing under her breath."I didn't think about that, I was so nervous just to ask. Can you come to my place and help?" Kurt smiles."Of course, but we're driving. I'll put your bike in the back seat." Quinn playfully rolls her eyes as they read the staff parking lot. They says goodbye to Rachel then Kurt puts her bike in the back of the car before they both climb in."Will your parents be home?" Quinn sighs shrugging her shoulders."Maybe, they haven't really acknowledged my presence since." Kurt shakes his head in disappointment."Your parents are helpless, I get it's hard for them to understand, as do all of us. But maybe they should take some kind of class on how to talk to your kid after an assault." Quinn closes her eyes taking a few deep breaths. Assault. She's hated that word since hearing it in the hospital, it makes her feel even more weak, if that's possible."Can we please not talk about it anymore." Kurt purses his lips with a long sigh."Maybe that's why they don't say more than two words to you. You won't talk about it, so they walk around you like stepping on egg shells." Quinn groans clenching her fists by her side."You know why I don't talk about it, Kurt?! I see it enough in my dreams! Do you know what it's like to wake up every morning with a panic attack?! I can't breath and I'm covered in sweat, I have to wash my sheets every morning. The dreams went away for awhile, but they always come back. And I'm scared, I'm scared all the time and it's tiring. I know you just worry and I love you for it, but you have no idea what I go through everyday. So please, lets not talk about it anymore." By the end of we speech Quinn is in tears and Kurt feels guilty."I'm sorry, I didn't realize how bad it is. Is there anything that could help?" Quinn wipes her eyes and shakes her head."I've tried everything, it would work for a little while, then I wake up to panic attacks." Kurt pulls into Quinn's street."Do your parents know about these panic attacks?" She snorts."Of course not, you said it your self, they don't say more than two words to me. They just think I'm some neat freak that likes to have clean sheets." Kurt pulls into Quinn's driveway, turns off the car and turns to Quinn."Why don't you tell me and Rachel this stuff? We're supposed to be best friends." Quinn smiles sadly shrugging her shoulders."Professional shrinks couldn't help me, I don't think ammeter ones could either." Quinn climbs out of the car then takes her bike to the side of the house, by the kitchen double doors. Charlie is barking through the window, Quinn smiles and unlocks the door as Charlie greets her."Hi, baby. Did you behave, huh?" Kurt soon returns and follows Quinn into her room.

Quinn points to the sheets at the bottom of her mattress."Help me?" Kurt nods then helps put the sheets on the bed before sitting on the bottom."So? Do you at least have an idea of an outfit?" Quinn opens her closet bitting her bottom lip."I was thinking just a t-shirt and shorts, but I'm guessing you'll disapprove." Kurt joins her in the closet and both look through her many clothes. He pulls out a one piece dress, with a white top and ruffled blue skirt covered with flowers."How bout this? It'll show off your legs, perfect for the beach, and it's not too formal." Quinn examines it crossing her arms."It'll show my scars." He shrugs his shoulders."I'll help you cover them." No one but the doctor and a nurse have seen her scars. Quinn shakes her head."Believe me, you don't want to see them. Let's keep looking." Quinn turns down three more outfits, Kurt, four, until they both agree on a multicolored plaid shirt and white shorts. Quinn braids her hair in a side fishtail, touches up her makeup then feeds Charlie."Don't forget your ukulele." She sighs then runs back to her room quickly grabbing the small case."Come on, Charlie." Kurt rolls his eyes as they walk back to the car."You take that dog everywhere, are you sure it's a good idea to take her?" Charlie jumps into the car with Quinn and Kurt following."Why not? I promised I would, besides, she'll probably spend most of her time in the ocean and playing frisbee with Puck and Sam." Kurt shrugs his shoulders then turns the car on and pulls out the driveway."True, we have to stop at my house so I can change." Kurt and Rachel also have a big house like Quinn, they've been friends since Kindergarden. Outsiders would think their an unlikely pair but they actually compliment each other well. Quinn reminds Rachel when she's being a diva, and Kurt is the perfect gay friend every girl wants to have. As Quinn waits for Kurt she pulls out her phone to call Judy."Hey, I just called to let you know Holly is having a party on the beach. Kurt is taking me and I have Charlie with me."

-"Ok, me and your father are going to be out with friends. Have fun, I guess. Bye."

-"Yeah, bye." She sighs putting her pone back in her pocket. As if Charlie senses her owners mood, she rests her head on her lap. Quinn smiles and scratches behind her ears."I love you too."

Kurt soon returns wearing a designer t-shirt and board shorts to match. Quinn laughs to herself as he climbs into the car."What I have to look good for Blaine. Just as you do for Santana." Quinn holds her hands up in surrender as he backs out of the drive way."I didn't say anything." Before they go to the beach, they pick up Rachel. The drive is spent with Kurt and the diva arguing about getting sunblock at Safeway."It's gonna start to get dark out, Rachel! There's no need for sunblock, your skin will be fine!" Quinn laughs then looks to the back seat."I bet Holly has some in the truck." Kurt backs up onto the beach between two palm trees, Charlie is barking and almost on Quinn's lap."Ok, Charlie, let me open the door." As soon as she does Charlie runs out onto the beach and greets Sam and Puck. Quinn climbs out of the car, following Rachel and Kurt. Holly and Mr. Shue already had wood piled for a fire. They also have two long tables set up, one covered with alcohol and food, the other for their daily game of flip the cup. Quinn greets Holly with a hug as Rachel does with Mr. Shue."Bring the ukulele?" Quinn points to Kurt's car."In the car, I'll leave it there until later." Will greets Quinn with a friendly wave as Quinn is grateful for. As still proven that day it's still hard for any boys to touch her. Quinn looks around the beach disappointed to see Santana hasn't arrived yet. Holly taps her shoulder and hands her a red solo cup filled with smerinoff."Thanks." Holly gives her a wink then walks off to join Kurt. Quinn wonders off sitting by the water and watches Charlie play with Sam and Puck. As a light breeze passes she closes her eyes enjoying the sound of the ocean. This is why she likes the beach, it's calm and peaceful. Besides playing the ukulele, she likes to take pictures. She has plenty of Charlie on the beach and a few sunsets. It's been a long time since she took a picture of herself, or let anyone take a picture of her for that matter. Happy people take photos of themselves, or to remember happy times. Not to say she's depressed or something, cause she's not. She's just too scared to be happy, although thinking about a certain Latina, makes her happy, and she doesn't even know the girl. Too deep in thought, Quinn doesn't notice the very girl filling her thoughts is approaching her. Santana lightly taps her shoulder making her jump."Jesus, you can't sneak up on me like that." Quinn pants with her hand over her heart and shaking. Santana notices and sits down next to her, then throws her arm around her shoulder into a side hug."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. You were totally in your head just a second ago. What we're you thinking about?" Quinn can't believe Santana is voluntary so close to her. She almost says 'you' but decides against it, not wanting to come off as creepy."Nothing interesting."

"Hmm ok, I'll pretend that I believe you." Santana pauses looking around the beach."There isn't many people here, seems more like a kick back then a party." Quinn shyly shrugs her shoulders."Holly knows I don't like too many people in one area. Besides there isn't really anyone interesting outside our social group to invite." Santana smiles rubbing Quinn's arm."Am I the exception?" 'Of course you are.' Quinn slowly nods her head with a light blush. Santana smiles and nods toward the alcohol."Mix me a drink? I don't trust the bartender." Quinn looks at her confused until she looks to see that Puck has taken over the beverages."Sure." Santana helps Quinn up, she likes the idea that Santana already trusts her and smiles at the thought, and Santana lightly bumps her shoulder."What's got a you smiling fool over there?" 'You' Quinn looks down to her feet with a shrug."Just happy I guess." Santana smiles back and as they approach the table, their hands brushing together, making Quinn blush."Hey ladies, what can I get for you?" Quinn feels a pain of jealousy in her stomach as Puck shamelessly leers at her Santana."You aren't getting San anything, I'm making her a mixed drink." Quinn lightly takes Santana's wrist pulling her closer to her possessively. She grabs a cup then pours some cola in along with some rum and mixes it before handing it to Santana. Their fingers brush making both smile shyly at the contact."Gracias."

"De nada." Santana raises her eye brows in shock."I didn't think anyone here knew Spanish." Quinn shrugs her shoulders."I'm not fluent." Santana smiles flirtatiously and leans in Quinn's personal space to whisper in her ear, making Quinn's heart rate go up."Tú eres la chica más hermosa que he visto nunca." Quinn looks at her confused making the girl giggle. Kurt and Rachel have been keeping watch, deciding a perfect time to butt in to be introduced. As Quinn and Santana smile at each other, lost in their own world, Rachel and Kurt approach them."Quinn, me and Rachel were just wondering when your gonna sing for us." Quinn glares at them as Santana looks on with interest."I don't know, San, these are my nosey friends, Rachel and Kurt." Santana shakes their hands with a friendly smile."Nice to meet you."

"So, Santana, how long will you be staying at the Maui Seaside?" Quinn sends Rachel another glare, making Santana giggle."I'm not, I was just staying with my best friend Brittany." All three look at her confused."I'm sorry I don't understand." Santana laughs at Kurt."I moved here with my parents yesterday, my friend came along to help with her mother. But she insisted on staying in a hotel." Quinn sighs in relief, she didn't think she would handle Santana leaving. Holly joins them holding Quinn's ukulele."How did you get into my car? I'm pretty sure I locked it." Holly shrugs her shoulders."I'm awesome. Quinn, it's time for our jam session. Will brought his bass and guitar." Quinn takes the ukulele with an uncertain smile."I don't know if I wanna sing just yet."

"I'd like to hear you sing." Quinn sighs knowing she won't be able to say no to Santana."Fine." Holly pumps her fist in the air as they follow her to the now lit fire. Santana sits next to Quinn on a piece of drift wood, Blaine and Kurt sit together, Holly and Will, Sam and Puck, Mike and Tina and Brittany with Rachel. Will pulls out his bass and Quinn shyly glances at Santana, she gives her an encouraging smile then Quinn starts to play a mashup she and Will put together.

There's somethin' 'bout the way

The street looks when it's just rained

There's a glow off the pavement

Walk me to the car

And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there

In the middle of the parking lot

Yeah

Hey, hey, hey

We're drivin' down the road

I wonder if you know

I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now

But you're just so cool

Run your hands through your hair

Absentmindedly makin' me want you

And I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me headfirst

Fearless

And I don't know why but with you I'd dance

In a storm in my best dress

Fearless

Hey, hey, hey

So baby drive slow

'Til we run out of road in this one horse town

I wanna stay right here in this passenger seat

You put your eyes on me

In this moment now, capture it, remember it

Cuz I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me headfirst

Fearless

And I don't know why but with you I'd dance

In a storm in my best dress

Fearless

But I won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait, I'm yours

Hey, hey, hey

Cuz I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me headfirst

Fearless

And I don't know why but with you I'd dance

In a storm in my best dress

Fearless

Throughout the song she got more confident and threw a few glances at Santana. Quinn finds it ironic singing a song about being fearless, when she hasn't found her own courage yet. When they've finished they get loud cheers and encores, but the only person she really wanted to impress was Santana, and decides to do another song. Will puts his bass away and grabs his guitar, this time he sings while Quinn harmonizes.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly Blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird fly Blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

They get another round of applause as Puck stands holding his beer up."As always you two killed it, but now it's time for a game of flip the cup." Blaine cheers along with Brittany and run off to the table. Quinn puts her ukulele into it's case as Santana waits for her."Your really good, Q." Quinn blushes with a shy smile."Thanks." She puts her ukulele with Will's guitar and bass then joins the rest of the group around the table."Before we start, we have to choose teams." Will says, Santana smiles at Quinn placing her hand on her shoulder."I'll be on a team with you." Quinn smiles with a nod. Rachel,Kurt,Quinn,Santana,Mike and Tina are on one team while, Holly,Will,Puck,Sam,Brittany and Blaine are on another. Charlie is laying under the table while the group lines up on either side with their cups filled 1/3 full. Quinn is the start of their team while Puck is on his."Ready, set, drink!" Quinn is fast to drink her smerinoff and flips her cup with ease while Puck has some trouble. Santana is next in line and flips hers just as easily, going down the line Quinn's team is in the lead. On Puck's team, their down to Blaine and he's having more trouble than Puck. Just as he finally flips his cup, Mike flips his, ending the race. They cheer as Puck throws his cup in anger and Santana gives Quinn a high five."Face it, Puck, you just can't beat me." Puck groans with an eye roll and points his finger to her."I'm not giving up." The group start to venture away some opting to play frisbee while some get more to drink or eat. Santana takes Quinn by the hand, to what she assumes is her truck. She pulls the door down to the back and climbs onto the bed. She smiles and holds her hand out for Quinn helping her up."I just wanted to spend some alone time with you, if that's ok?" Quinn hums nodding her head, Santana smiles then lays back and bumps Quinn's leg with her own."Lay with me?" Quinn lays beside her and both look up at the sky just enjoying each others presence. After a few minutes Quinn looks over to Santana."Where'd you move from?"

"Hm?" Quinn smiles as Santana still hasn't taken her eyes off the sky."Earlier you said you moved, where from?" Santana finally looks over to Quinn."Promise you won't laugh?" Quinn looks confused but nods anyway."Lima, Ohio." Quinn smiles with a little giggle."That's cute." Santana scoffs lightly pushing Quinn's shoulder."I'm Santana Lopez, I don't do cute. I'm hot and sexy." Quinn doesn't know where she found the courage from, she thinks maybe from the alcohol. She takes Santana's hand and rubs small circles with her thumb."Your beautiful and gorgeous. Hot and sexy, just cheapens it." Santana just looks at her then sighs."Favorite movie?" Quinn frowns at the subject change and thinks maybe she crossed the line."A Walk to Remember. You?" Santana laughs a little."Of course it is, umm, mine has to be, Bridesmaids." Quinn playfully rolls her eyes with a smile."Of course it is." Santana smiles back as Brittany runs towards them."There you are, San! Your missing out on all the fun, we're doing body shots!" Brittany pulls Santana off the truck and drags her over to the rest of the group. Quinn sits up with a sigh just as Santana runs back."Thank you." Quinn has no idea what she's thanking her for but before she can give it a second thought, Santana runs off again. Quinn lays back down with a groan closing her eyes. She's already so tired the nightmare is starting to catch up to her. She must have fallen asleep cause she wakes up to Puck shaking her leg. She jumps away from him with a gasp and he throws his hands up in surrender."Sorry, your girl is drunk, I tired to give her a ride but she wants you." Quinn knows she's been losing sleep, but she didn't think it would make her go crazy."What are you talking about?" He points over to Santana sitting with Rachel sobbing."She's your girl, right? If she's not then, she should be." Quinn slides off the truck and makes her way to Santana. She can't help but laugh at what she's talking Rachel as she gets closer."Why are you so fucking short? It must suck having to climb the toilet just to use the bathroom." Rachel shakes her head and looks over to Quinn."Look, there's Quinn." Santana looks over with a big smile making Quinn laugh some more."Quinn! I was looking for you, where did you go?"

Quinn kneels in front of her and takes the cup out of her hand, placing it next to her feet."I was right where you left me, in the back of your truck." She holds out her hand and instead Santana throws her arms around her neck."I'm tired, Q." Quinn looks over to Rachel, smiling knowingly. Quinn smiles back with a blush then scoops Santana in her arms."Can you have Mr. Shue take my ukulele? Tell him I'll get it tomorrow at the restaurant." Rachel nods."Sure, take care of your girl." Quinn looks down to Santana half asleep with her head on her shoulder."Yeah, I will." Quinn takes Santana back to her truck, she has a struggle with door but gets it open. She carefully puts Santana in the passenger seat, Santana sighs then rests her head on the council. Quinn can't help but think how perfect she looks even when she's asleep, and drunk off her ass. She closes the door slowly so it doesn't wake the girl then calls Charlie over and has her go in the back before climbing in herself. She looks down at the ignition and realizes she doesn't have her key. She looks over to Santana and runs her fingers through her hair."San, where is the key?" Santana groans and points to the glove compartment. Quinn takes the key out and starts the car, then drives off to her house. She figures it would be better since Santana never said where she lived, why would she? Quinn steals a few glances at Santana until she pulls into the drive way. She turns the car off, puts the key back then climbs out and lets Charlie out of the back. Opening the passenger door, Santana stirs a little in her sleep. Quinn smiles then carefully scoops back in her arms. She closes the door with her foot then takes Santana in the house. As usual Judy and Russell are either asleep, or not home still, either way, this time she's happy their not around. Quinn takes Santana through the kitchen and down the hall into her room. She gently places her on her side of the bed and takes her shoes off before tucking her in. Quinn gets bold and leans down placing a small kiss to her forehead. Then she changes into a t-shirt and shorts leaving her makeup on, not wanting Santana to see her scars. She slowly climbs into bed and Charlie joins her so she's laying in the middle. She turns to her side facing Santana."Goodnight, San."

Quinn closes her eyes and quickly falls into a deep sleep.

-Quinn's Dream-

Quinn screams as she struggles against the boys hold. One of the leaders friends nudges his shoulder."Come on man, let us have a turn." He sighs and gives him the knife as the other two continue their hold on Quinn's wrist."Turn her on her stomach, I wanna get her back." As they try to get her onto her stomach, Quinn punches one of them in the stomach."Fucking bitch!" He punches her across the face, giving her a bloody nose. They get her on to her stomach and the boy with the knife straddles her hips."Please, let me go!" The leader kicks her side so hard she hears a crack and screams in pain."Shut up!" The boy on top of her rips the back of her shirt in half, leaving her exposed. He digs the tip of the knife between her shoulder blades, Quinn screams kicking her feet. He doesn't stop carving into her skin, as if he's writing something. His friends look on and laugh, he wrote 'whore' in big letters."Dude that's awesome, let me have a go." His friend steps aside handing him the knife, he sits on her as well, then starts cutting into her skin like a fish. They all take turns just cutting into her back. By the time they've finished, she's covered in blood and is slipping in and out of consciousness."This isn't fun anymore, it's getting late, the rents will kill me if I don't get home soon." The boy last to have his turn with her drops the knife and follows his friends out of the woods.

In the middle of the night Santana wakes up with a headache and in an unfamiliar place."What the hell?" She looks next to her and sees Quinn covered in sweat and whimpering in her sleep. Santana frowns at the site and props herself on her elbow, looking down at Quinn she shyly rubs her arm."Please, let me go." Santana wonders what kind of nightmare she's having and how she can make it stop, along with the pain in her head. She turns over and looks through the night stand draw, being too dark she turns the lamp on."Holy shit." Inside the draw are about twenty prescription bottles. Santana pulls out a few of them, reading the labels. Fluoxetine, Sertraline, Paroxetine and, Citalopram. She puts them back and looks at the rest and realizes there all antidepressants and frowns. She closes the door forgetting about her headache, and turns back facing Quinn then brushes some hair away from her face. It's damp from sweat, Quinn releases another whimper so Santana lays on her side and pulls Quinn toward her, spooning her from behind. She notices she's shaking and kisses her cheek."I'm right here, Q. Your safe." Santana had the same problem as Quinn when they met, she couldn't take her eyes off her. Santana thought Quinn had the most beautiful hazel eyes she's ever seen, and wondered how it feel to kiss her. When she and Brittany were looking through the pamphlet of the hotels for something to do, it was Santana that convinced Brittany to get ukulele lessons. She always wanted to learn and seeing Quinn was there just made it better. She was also preying to be in Quinn's group and contained her excitement when she was. Santana actually didn't have a problem with the 'G' chord, she can already play guitar so she figured four strings would be that much easier. She just wanted to be closer to the girl, when Quinn touched her, goosebumps. Her hands were so soft like a baby's, she wanted to know what it was like to hold it. After Quinn invited her to the party and was in the privacy in her own room, she did a happy dance. Quinn surprised her while laying in the bed of her truck, she isn't used to anyone calling her anything but hot or sexy. Even the few girlfriends she's had, it was just about sex. She was taken back by it so she changed the subject, then felt guilty and tried to build up the courage to say thanks. Then Brittany pulled her away and she didn't want to blow it, so she ran back. Laying with her now makes her really want to get to know her, and maybe help her.

Sorry, gonna end it there. Still reading? Will Santana ask about the pills? Lol. You'll have to read to find out(;

Btw, the songs were Fearless/I'm Yours/Hey Soul Sister, by Taylor Swift, she performed the mashup version at her Speak Now Tour. The second song is obviously the Beatles originally, but for this imagine Walk off the Earth's version, but without the beatbox. If you don't know what I'm talking about, it's on YouTube(: