Love in Paradise
Author's Note( I don't own any of the Glee characters) I read the first chapter again and saw the few mistakes, so I'll fix those. If your reading 'WTHI' I'm a little stuck on how I want to end it, so I've been focusing on this, but it will be updated soon, no worries. More Santana POV, and implied Faberry, so I'm sure all you Faberry shippers will like this chapter, also some angst, sorry but Quinn has issues. If your a new reader, I've done this in a previous story of mine, so I don't confuse you. I'll have (FB) for flashback, and (POV) for of course, point of view. Also, anything in '' these, is what Quinn or Santana are thinking. R&R?
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Chapter Three: Concrete Walls
That morning, Quinn wakes up, but keeps her eyes closed. Remembering her dream, she starts to panic.'How will I explain why I'm covered in sweat, to Santana? I can't tell her what happened, she'll either run away, or worse, want to help.' Quinn knows she already likes Santana, at first it was just an attraction, but being with the girl last night, made her like her more. She's torn, she likes Santana and wants to try a relationship, but on the other hand, she doesn't want the girl to get caught up in her demons. As she starts to wake up more, she can feel a body behind her, with an arm draped over her waist. Opening her eyes, she clears her sore throat and turns to see Santana still sleeping. Quinn shyly brushes some hair out of the Latina's face, admiring her beauty. She lightly traces her finger down the girls nose, to her left cheek, down her jaw and finally to her neck. Santana sighs as her eyes flutter open, and smiles."You know, some people would think it's creepy to have someone stare at them while they sleep." Quinn blushes then looks down at her clothes in realization."You should leave." Santana looks at her confused and a little hurt, as Quinn looks at the clock, right thirty, it's been awhile since she's slept in that late. She must have been comfortable, Quinn pushes the thought aside. "I'm the one hung over, and you want me to leave?" Quinn leans against the headboard and closes her eyes, taking a few deep breaths."I'm sorry, San, please leave." If Quinn opened her eyes she would've seen how hurt Santana looked, with her pout and undsheded tears. She hears the girl stomp out of the room and slam the door shut, then a few minutes later, the back door. Once Santana is gone, Quinn sobs into her hands, she wanted so badly to just stay in the Latina's arms, it had been so long since someone tried to comfort her. It's Quinn's fault though, and she knows it, she's built concrete walls around her so thick, a bomb would have to be used to get through. She did have someone at one time, to cuddle with, to find comfort in, and not the Alyssa/Melissa girl. She even loved the girl, she got passed her walls for a short while. Quinn freaked out and she rebuilt her walls, stronger than ever. The girl just wanted to help and love her, and all she did was treat her like shit, Quinn still regrets it, and now she regrets doing the same to Santana, but it's for the best, so she tells herself. Quinn sighs wiping her eyes with a sniffle, and looks to the lab beside her. "Charlie, down." The dog jumps off the bed as Quinn rips the sheets off, then starts her daily morning routine.
Finishing her makeup, Quinn hears her parents in the kitchen and takes a few deep breaths. It's rare to wake up to find Judy and Russell in the kitchen. Their either working, on a date, or out with friends. Quinn walks into her bedroom, hooks the leash to the lab and makes her way out to the kitchen. Judy is making an omelette, while Russell is sitting at the table, doing a cross word puzzle."Where are you going?" Quinn arches her brow towards Judy."I'm doing what I do every morning, walking Charlie to the restaurant for breakfast." Judy sighs nodding her head as Russell continues his puzzle."I'll be in here most of the day with Melissa, making banana bread." Right it was Melissa, daughter to one of her parents many friends. Quinn and Melissa mostly just fouled around, nothing serious, she was a warm body and a good friend, nothing more. For Melissa, it was just a phase, she was curious and Quinn is an attractive young girl, as people say, though she doesn't feel that way. Quinn just nods with a hum then walks out the door, as she makes her way down the street, she notices a very familiar truck, by the same house that had the U-haul van in front. A very pretty, short, Latina women walks out the house. She kneels down beside the stone path to the front porch, to plant some flowers. Charlie parks getting the women's attention, she smiles giving Quinn a friendly wave. Quinn waves back continuing down the street, those brown eyes look all to familiar to her. It starts to bother her, where has she seen those brown eyes? Then it hits her, Santana, she said at the beach that she just moved, had she moved just two houses down from her? Quinn groans quietly to herself, if she wants to stop her feelings for the beauty, she should stop her thoughts. Walking down the street to the restaurant, Quinn bumps into Marley again."Aloha, are you always up this early?" Quinn snorts as Marley pets Charlie."Are you always up this early?" Marley smiles bashfully with a shrug."Touché. So are you going to Fabray Cafe?" Quinn raises her eye brows in surprise, not expecting the question."Uh yeah, every morning I do."
"They have really good food there." Quinn smiles, despite her relationship, or lack of, with her father, she's still proud of him. Russell only visits the restaurant in the afternoon to see how things are running, and interacts with the customers, or making changes to the menu."Yeah, my dad owns it actually." Marley opens her mouth in a 'o' with shock."No way, that's cool. Me and my mom just moved to the island from Hawaii, and we fell in love with the place." Quinn looks to the building behind the brunette confused."Do you not like the food your mother cooks?" Marley laughs shaking her head."My mom is a great cook, it's just, their not her recipes, and your fathers food is much better." Quinn nods in understanding with a giggle."Actually it's Will's recipe's, my dad just owns the building." She looks across the street then back to Marley, not knowing how to end the conversation without being rude."Speaking of Will, he has my ukulele, it's my baby and I have to make sure it's still in one piece. It was nice talking to you." Marley smiles waving shyly as Quinn crosses the street. As she walks in, Will is wiping down some tables."Aloha, Quinn, how are you?" She surprises the urge to roll her eyes and smiles politely."Aloha, I'm fine, where's my baby?" Will smiles then makes his way to the back. Quinn takes a seat at the bar and has Charlie sit next to her, and Will returns with her prized possession."Thank you." She opens the case inspecting the small instrument, making Will roll his eyes with a smile."How's Santana? She got pretty drunk last night." Quinn's stomach churns hearing the Latina's name, she knows it was unfair and a bitch thing to do but, Santana will learn it was for the best."Uh yeah, she was fine." Will raises his eye brows in disbelief."Really? She had so many shots, Brit and Rachel had to stop her before she got alcohol poisoning or something." She frowns at the image of Santana drinking uncontrollably. Why would she drink so much? She knew the girl was drunk, but didn't think it was that bad, was it? "She really drank that much? This morning she seemed fine." He shrugs his shoulders."Maybe she can handle her liquor."
"Yeah, maybe." For a split second Quinn considers going to the girls house to check on her. Then pushes the thought from her head, cursing Will under her breath for bringing the beauty up."I'll get your food in a minute, Puck is bringing over some more fruit." Quinn's heart rate speeds up, as it always does when a Puckerman is mentioned. It's only Noah, but the name gives her the chills, and not in a good way. "Yeah, ok, will he be here soon?" Will nods then makes his way to the back, leaving Quinn with her thoughts.
-(FB)
Quinn has been in and out of conscious in the middle of, Makena Park, covered in blood. It has been twenty four hours since anyone has seen her. She assumes her parents have called the police, and family and friends are looking for her, scared if they'll find her and if she's hurt. Quinn has been numb for the last three hours, she can't feel her legs or lower back where they really cut deep. She wants to run away into her mothers arms and cry, but she doesn't have the energy. It's stared to get dark when Quinn hears faint screaming, she can't make out what their saying but recognizes the voice. Soon another voice follows, more feminine this time."Quinn?!" She attempts to clear her throat but it comes out as a whimper. Soon the voices get louder, and their foot steps closer."Oh my god, Quinn." Puck kneels beside her in tears seeing all the blood running down her sides and back."Holly, I found her! Over here!" He sniffles brushing the hair from her face, seeing the large cut on her jaw for the first time."Quinn, I'm so sorry, I'll make this up to you, I promise." Puck kisses her forehead then wipes his eyes as Holly kneels beside him, with her own tears at the sight. She pulls out her phone calling and ambulance then the blonde's parents."Puck found her in Makena, I'm sorry Judy, it's really bad. The ambulance is coming though, and we're gonna help you get through this, ok?"
Quinn jumps hearing Puck's voice, along with Will's from the kitchen."Just set those over there, Puck." She hears moving of boxes and Will starting to make her food. Puck cautiously steps in the room, giving Quinn a small smile."Aloha, how are you?" Quinn takes a deep breath with a shy small."Fine, you?" Puck looks to his feet almost guilty, then leans on the bar with a groan."He's back, Q. He came to the house last night, I was gonna call but, ya know." Quinn takes a few deep breaths trying to act like it doesn't bother her. Puck leans closer to Quinn but at a distance that still makes her comfortable."I still haven't told anyone, but I don't know how long for. He may be my brother, but only half, that prick deserves to be in jail, Quinn. All of them do." She shakes her head as Puck looks out for Will."I can't, as long as he stays away from me, and I avoid him like the plaque, I'll be fine." Puck sighs in concern as Will returns with her food."Fine, but if things get to be too much, I'm here for ya, babe." Will sets the plate in front of Quinn as Puck says his goodbyes."Thanks." Will notices her mood change, noting it in his head."Enjoy."
-(POV)
Everything was perfect that morning. Santana had been awake as Quinn traced her finger over her face, and she loved it. Then Quinn shocked her by saying she should leave, it hurt, like someone stabbing her heart. Santana had gotten drunk the night before cause she was scared. She has never grown so attached to someone so quickly, it's not like it was her first time drinking though. Santana has always been a party girl, getting drunk to have a good time and have a good fuck. Things are different with Quinn, she wants to get to know her, not just use her for sex, like so many girls have done to herself. She would be lying if she said she didn't want a girlfriend, she always has. She's a hopeless romantic in secret, she told Quinn 'Bridesmaids' was her favorite movie cause that's what was expected. 'The Notebook' is her favorite movie, she wants love like Noah's and Allie's. So she was truly hurt when Quinn told her to leave, she cried all the way home. Then she was really angry at her, for making her feel that way. After her shower, she got dressed and fixed we makeup, she wants answers, and she knows exactly where to get them."I'm going out, Mami, I'll be back!" She hears a faint, 'Ok, Mija.' from the kitchen as she walks out the door. Climbing into the truck, she hopes Quinn won't be at the hotel yet, so she can talk to Rachel. She parks in the employee lot next to Kurt, throws her keys into the glove compartment then climbs out. Walking to the lobby, Santana realizes she has no idea where she can even find the short girl.
She smiles approaching the front desk as Holly greets her."Aloha, your looking good for someone who drank their weight last night." Santana shyly smiles running her hand through her hair."Uh yeah, took some Advil. Do you uh know where I can find Rachel?" Holly looks at her confused then points to the door behind them."I thought you were with Quinn though? What happened?" Santana sighs debating if she should say anything."Yeah, that's what I need to talk about." Holly nods in understanding, as Santana passes her she grabs her wrist with a sympathetic smile."Quinn has been through hell, she still has shit she needs to deal with. Don't be pissed, be patient, and let her tell you when she's ready, ok?" Santana is more confused, she figured Quinn has issues with all the danm pills in her draw, but seeing the look on Holly's face makes her think it's probably more deep then some depression."Ok." Holly smiles then helps new articles check in. Santana sighs then makes her way into the locker room. Rachel and Kurt are quietly talking amongst themselves, she hears Quinn's name and wonders if they know too. She internally smacks her forehead, of course they would know, friends tell each other stuff like that."Hobbit, I need to talk to you." Rachel rolls her eyes with a sigh."Santana, it's Rachel, and what is so important, that you had to come to my work place?" Santana returns an eye roll siting next to the brunette."It's Quinn, everything was fine, I had a slight hangover, Quinn was being all cute, and then she kicked me out." Rachel and Kurt share a look, making Santana look at them confused."Talk, Rupaul." Again Rachel rolls her eyes at the nickname, then gives Santana a sympathetic smile."She really does like you Santana, and that's exactly why she made you leave."
Santana crosses her arms brows furrowed."What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Rachel gives Kurt a pleading look, he clears his throat getting the Latina's attention."Quinn tends to push people away, she has walls around her so thick, it'll take heavy machinery to take down. Only a hand full of people are behind them with her, cause we know what happened. I'm sure she thinks keeping you out will save you from her demons." Santana leans against the lockers behind them, as she takes in the information. Everyone has a sketchy past, Santana has a sex tape with Brittany from they both got drunk. Look her name up on the Internet it'll show, that doesn't go away, ever. But she has a feeling this is something way more than a drunken mistake, she doesn't know why, but she wants to help the blonde even more now. She doesn't try to question it though, maybe if she friends the girl, she'll feel comfortable to bring her walls down. Rachel and Kurt can practically hear the gears turning in the Latina's head."I know it's a lot to take in." Santana cuts her off, holding up her hand."It is, but, I'm not giving up, she can push all she wants, but I'm just as stubborn. I really like her too, and I'm gonna help her." Suddenly Santana stands then makes a move to leave the room, when Rachel stops her, pulling her arm so she's facing her."Then you should know it won't be easy, believe me. I tried to help her myself, at one point she would come to me in the middle of the night, and sob in my arms until she would fall asleep. In the morning though, she'd leave, and act like nothing happened. I thought I was doing good, that she was getting better even, but I was wrong. Every morning she would still leave, pushing her walls back up. And while I was trying to push my way through, a fell for her, I know she loved me back but she pushed me away too. She never came back, I'm not the person of comfort anymore, no one is. She's grown accustomed to it, she has even pushed her own parents away, they have no idea how to be around her anymore, so their almost never home. I know this even more to take in, but you plain on helping and these are things you need to know about." Santana is dumbfounded, she's getting the information she wants to hear, but it's leaving her with more questions than answers. Why has no one else bothered to help? Yeah she seems happy but, shouldn't close friends and family know it's just a lie? And most importantly, what happened? Santana just slowly nods her head."Thanks, hobbit, I'm gonna walk around. Get my head together." Rachel smiles in understanding, Santana walks out of the room in a haze.
She hardly says a word when Holly says goodbye, she figures a walk on the beach would do some good. With it being early still, there isn't too many people so Santana sits near the water and pulls her knees close to her chest. If someone were to tell her past self she would be sitting on a beach in Maui, thinking about ways to help a girl, she would laugh in their face and tell them she'll go all Lima heights on their ass. Santana has her own walls, but there no where as thick as Quinn's. Santana has always jus been a pretty face and a hot body, in high school she was very smart with high honors. Of course no one knew that, no one bothered to get to know the Latina. She was a typical bitch cheerleader, everyone wanted to either be her, or bed on top of her. Secretly though, she wanted to have someone to cuddle with in the morning, someone to have cute pet names with, like 'babe' or 'lady love.' It was nice to hold Quinn in her arms, it was a perfect match, like a missing puzzle piece. She wants to see the blonde, now, she wants to tell her how she feels, and that she's going to fight for her.
-(POV)
After breakfast, Quinn returns home to find Judy and Melissa in the kitchen, still baking bread. Quinn unhooks Charlie's leash then gets her some food and water."Aloha." Quinn gives Melissa a polite smile then washes her hands."Smells good in here." Judy smiles taking more bread out of the oven. Melissa approaches Quinn with a seductive smile."How are you? It's been awhile." Quinn raises her brows."Yeah, it has, and I'm fine." Melissa glances back at Judy, busy with the bread to notice. She leans closer to Quinn and runs her fingers down her arm."We had some good times, and my boyfriend is out of town." Quinn scoffs pushing her hand away."We did, but I was a phase remember? Does your boyfriend not satisfy?" Before she can say anything, Quinn walks to her room, with Charlie following. She changes into her work clothes then retouches her make up before leaving."Have a good day!" Quinn just smiles at Judy and glares at Melissa's leering. As always she takes her bike and locks it to the rack outside the lobby. A little late, she knows Rachel and Kurt will already be at their rounds. She quickly puts her phone and keys into her locker, then grabs her cart, and list from Holly."Your girl was here." Quinn's heart flutters, then she pushes the thought aside."Yeah? What for?" Holly shrugs."Wanted to talk to Rachel about something." She squints her eyes in confusion."What could she want to talk to Rachel about?" Again holly shrugs, Quinn feels a pang of jealousy in her stomach, then groans. 'Stop it Quinn, you can't have these feelings. She's probably pissed at you anyway.' Quinn smiles politely then makes her way to the 'C' building. The first room is a mess, Quinn figures there are small children, and parents didn't bother to clean. She groans at the site of marker on the wall, next to the tv, and starts to scrub it off. A few minutes later, that feel like hours to Quinn, she finally finishes when Santana walks through the door. Quinn looks at her in shock, then notices she doesn't look angry but, sympathetic, maybe? "We have to talk."
Quinn shakes her head with a sigh."How did you find me?" Santana rolls her eyes then pulls out a copy of her list of rooms for the day, throwing it on the cart."Holly. Don't change the subject." Santana crosses her arms and Quinn groans to herself."I have to work." She makes a move to leave but Santana blocks her path."I don't mean now, have lunch with me, at Casanova." Quinn sighs in frustration then shakes her head."Don't push me away, Quinn. I know your dealing with shit, the many pills in your draw prove it." Quinn glares at the girl, trying to hold back tears."You know, nothing! It's non of your danm business, now let me get back to work!" She blocks her way out again, pushing the cart towards Quinn."Your right I don't, but give me a chance to. This is all new to me too, but we can learn together. We'll make a few mistakes along the way, but I think it'll be worth it, your worth it, Quinn. So please, have lunch with me." She closes her eyes taking a few deep breaths, she wants to be friends with the girl, no, she wants to be more than friends and it scares her."I can't, I have a thing, with Rachel and Kurt." Santana can see she's lying, it stings but she expected it wouldn't be so easy. Rachel even warned her."Bullshit, I'll wait for you outside the restaurant when you change your mind." Santana storms out of the room and slams the door shut, again Quinn feels the guilt and wipes the few tears that managed to escape.
The morning goes by slowly, much to Quinn's dislike. It's given her time to think about Santana's proposal. She has to give her credit, even Rachel didn't have that much determination. She would try to get her to talk about it at work,or wherever they bumped into each other, but nothing more. As Quinn makes yet another bed, she thinks back to how caring Santana sounded. She's not used to people talking to her like that, yeah her friends ask if she's ok, but now it just sounds like out of habit then actually wanting to know if she is ok. Santana was right, she never even gave her a chance. She smiles thinking about Santana telling her she's worth it, no one has ever said that to her before. Maybe there is a small chance she can trust Santana, it would be nice to confide in someone again. If she can trust the beauty, then Santana could do the same to her, she can show the Latina that she's worth it too, that she's more than just a pretty face. By the time she finishes the last room, Quinn has made up her mind to talk to the girl. Walking past the tiny restaurant makes her nervous, she doesn't know why. It's not like she has to tell her what happened, it's possible she's nervous about what the girl will ask. As she enters the locker room, she glares at Rachel and Kurt."You said something to her." Both look down at their laps with guilt. Quinn is mad, but not as mad as she wants them to think."I only told her that she needs to be aware that'll your stubborn, you'll push her away when someone tries to get close. And just." Rachel pauses with a sigh."Just that I know from experience." Quinn closes her eyes holding back more tears."I'm sorry, Rachel. You didn't deserve that, but you know we wouldn't have worked." Rachel smiles in understanding."I forgave you along time ago. And yes, now I do realize we wouldn't have worked, but maybe because your meant to be with someone else." Quinn opens her eyes shaking her head."We're just friends, no, not even, aquatints. I do really like her, but we won't work. She thinks now she wants us to be friends and then maybe turn to something more, but once she finds out my past, she'll run for the hills."
Rachel takes a deep breath crossing her arms, while Kurt arches his brow accusingly."She'll run for the hills? Or will you? That girl is the only person in too long, willing to help you. Being stubborn you had to push, stop pushing people, and let yourself be happy." Quinn ignores his comment, taking the cart back to the storage room. She leans against the wall wiping her eyes.'Who are they to tell me not to push people. I push before they can, who wants to deal with my mess? But then again their right, if I hadn't pushed maybe I wouldn't be dealing with my past still. I have to give Santana a chance, worst case scenario, she'll change her mind. I've been alone for months now, I can deal with that.'
Quinn grabs a tissue making herself look presentable for Santana before leaving. She grabs her things from her locker, ignoring the worried looks from her friends, then quickly leaves for Casanova. Rounding the corner, Quinn spots Santana siting on a small bench outside the restaurant. She waits a few minutes, taking in the Latina's beauty and smiles. If someone as beautiful as Santana thinks she's worth it, then she should give their friendship a try. Quinn's feet start moving before her brain registers it. As she passes a near by pool Quinn watches as the very person Puck wanted her about approach Santana. She feels a panic attack coming, her palms get sweaty and it's getting difficult to breath. It's hard to make out what their saying but it's clear Santana isn't interested, Quinn takes a few deep breaths until it evens out. Opening her eyes again, Jake is now siting next to Santana and seductively running his hands down her arm. Quinn's hands ball into fists, finding her courage she quickly approaches them."Get the fuck away from her!" Jake looks over and grins."Quinnie, aloha, it's been awhile. I was actually looking for you, until I spotted this sexy lady." Santana sighs with an eye roll."I told you, I'm gay, not interested." Quinn's stomach jumps at the news, smiling internally, until Jake says the unthinkable."So is Quinn over here, but that didn't stop me." Santana glares at him then looks to Quinn with concern."Why don't you find your buddies and leave us the hell alone." Jake laughs then leers at Santana as he stands."It was nice meeting you, and it was nice seeing you again Quinn. Maybe we could catch up sometime."
As Jake passes her, he bumps into her shoulder, making her jump, closing her eyes. Santana glares at him then slowly takes a few steps in front of Quinn. She cautiously rests her hand on the blonde's shoulder, making her jump."It's ok, it's just me." Santana runs her hand down Quinn's arm for comfort, and to just touch the girl. Quinn slowly opens her eyes revealing undsheded tears, and clears her throat."You wanted to talk, so let's talk. Before you as a fuck load of questions, I wanna eat." Quinn walks past Santana to the restaurant. She loved having Santana's hand on her, it brought warmth, but she had to put her walls back up and be a bitch. Santana scoffs then follows Quinn into the small building, as the usher escorts them to their table, Quinn discreetly wipes her eyes. She's quick to order, already knowing what she wants. Santana takes her time, never had been there before."They have the best cheese burgers." Santana looks up to her in surprise."There as big as your plate, you can save some for later. It's really good." Santana smiles then tells the waitress she'll have a cheese burger, with water. Quinn avoids Santana's gaze, looking at her lap."I'm sorry, I just-It's hard to uh, ya know. I'm sorry." Santana leans back in her seat, crossing her legs."I don't actually, but you don't have to tell me now, when your ready." They wait in comfortable silence for their food to come, though Quinn is freaking out inside.'What is she going to ask me? I hope she knows that I really am sorry for being such a bitch.' Soon the waitress arrives with their meals and sets their plates down with a friendly smile. Santana looks down at her burger in shock."Shit, you weren't joking. This thing is huge." Santana pauses with a smile."Wanky." Quinn looks at her confused with a smile."Wanky? Is that supposed to be like a 'that's what she said' joke or something?" Santana laughs nodding."Yeah, usually no one gets that." Quinn smiles with a blush then digs into her sandwich as Santana does the same. Half way through their meal, Santana sighs rubbing her stomach."I'm so full, if I eat anymore, I think I'll be sick." Quinn smiles."Danm, I'm gonna have to run this off later, wouldn't want to ruin my sexy body."
Quinn wipes her mouth with her napkin, still a little nervous."So, what do you wanna talk about?" Santana holds up her finger as the waiter clears the table, and lets them know she'll be back with the bill."At first, I wanted to know what the hell happened this morning. But as I'm sure you know, I talked to the hobbit and lady face, and now, I just want to get know you better. This is something I don't do normally, I find an attractive girl, sleep with them and leave. Your different, though, I'm not gonna lie, when I first saw you that's the first thing that came to mind."
"What changed?" Santana bites the inside of her mouth, taking a deep breath."The party, when you sang, then when you said that I'm beautiful and gorgeous, not sexy or hot." Quinn smiles with a blush, then shrugs her shoulders."I speak the truth, and I still think that. When I first saw you, that's the first thing that came to mind." This time it's Santana's turn to blush."Gracias."
"De nada." Both girls smile at each other, lost in their little bubble, until the waitress returns."Here you go ladies, have a good afternoon." Quinn goes to reach for the bill, but Santana beats her to it."I asked for you to come, I'm paying." Quinn blushes as Santana leaves a few bills, along with a five dollar tip."So um, are we friends?" Santana smiles and nods toward the exit. Quinn follows her out the door and Santana pulls her to the bench."I want to, but it's up to you." Quinn looks down at their still joint hands and smiles."I would love that."
"Good, I'm glad." Santana pauses playing with Quinn's fingers shyly, then clears her throat."I was thinking maybe you can show me around. I don't know where the hell anything is, plus it can give us a chance to get to know one another." Quinn smiles liking this side of the normally out going Latina."Yeah sure." She pauses with a giggle."Your still cute." Santana scoffs pushing her shoulder lightly with a pout."Am not, I'm bad ass." Quinn laughs making Santana blush."Your not a bad ass until you've survived, the road to Hana." Santana looks at her confused."Doesn't sound very bad ass to me." Quinn shakes her head with a laugh."You wait and see, tommorrow, meet me at Safeway early in the morning." Santana squints her eyes. "How early?"
"Six thirty, it's a full day event." During their conversation, Quinn hasn't noticed that Santana had moved closer, until now."I know I said I want us to be friends, and I mean it, but." Santana pauses glancing at the blonde's lips."I've been wanting to kiss you since the ukulele lessons." Quinn's breath hitches in her throat, Santana cups her cheek and traces her bottom lip with her thumb."Me too." Santana smiles and closes the gap between them, in a chaste kiss. Quinn's eyes are shut as it ends, making Santana smile."Amazing. Your lips are so soft, like kissing a cloud." Santana snorts with a blush, Quinn opens her eyes, cheeks a deep red."Thank you, for coming to lunch with me. I'll see you in the morning." In a haze, Quinn nods as Santana waves making her way down the sidewalk, to the front of the property. Quinn leans back on the bench and runs her fingers lightly over her mouth, still tingles from the kiss.'This will be worth it.'
Ending it there, any thoughts? Road to Hana is a real place, wait, road? in Maui, I've been on it till the end, it's beautiful and crazy at the same time Lol. Review?
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