Alright guys, here's a little Faberry before we get to the real Brittana sort of stuff. Like I said, I'm not going to have a lot of time to write so updates will be slow. I've run out of pre-written chapters. Bear with me and reviews help.
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A Confession and A Thank You
A few days later
Quinn's POV
Rachel and I have started talking. I brought up the singing for sectionals with her and she said she'd gladly tutor me in anything. I've enjoyed our small singing sessions. There's no denying she's talented. We've become a bit closer, but if I'm going to do this and help out our team at the same time, I have to do something soon. The big game is tomorrow.
I've seen them together. Laughing and sharing jokes. St. James just gets my blood boiling. She always has. We went to middle school together actually. Jessie was on the same team as Santana, Britt and I. She moved here a year after I had met them. She came on the field and acted like she owned the whole team. Santana was not happy. That was her job. What was worse was that Jessie went after Santana's starting position thus solidifying her position of enemy number one.
We're currently rehearsing in the auditorium during lunch. No one comes in here then. I nibble on my sandwich as I watch Rachel talk passionately about the song she's singing for sectionals. I figure it's now or never to make an appeal that she can't refuse. "Rachel…I have a song I want to sing for you."
"A song? For me?" Rachel questions. "That's not necessary Quinn. Really." She smiles.
"No, no. I want you to hear it. I just been enjoying the time we've been spending together. So why not a song."I'm completely nervous but I smile back at her and nod at Brad and the other members of the band to begin playing. Rachel's eyes widen in recognition of the song. I just smirk and gain some confidence.
Jessie is a friend,
yeah, I know she's been
a good friend of mine
But lately something's changed
that ain't hard to define
Jessie's got herself a girl
and I want to make her mine
I walk towards Rachel near the piano and she backs up accordingly as I sing to her.
And she's watching her with those eyes
And she's lovin' her with that body,
I just know it
I give a flirty glance at Rachel's body as I sing the lyrics and she blushes.
Yeah 'n' she's holding her
in her arms late,
late at night
You know, I wish that I had Jessie's girl,
I wish that I had Jessie's girl
Where can I find a woman like that
I smile at Rachel and walk up close to her. She's frozen in her tracks and I just sing to her closely.
I play along with the charade,
there doesn't seem to be
a reason to change
You know, I feel so dirty
when they start talking cute
I wanna tell her that I love her,
but the point is probably moot
I walk around Rachel and use her as my own pole. Sliding up and down the front of her. She kind of looks like she's about to faint.
'Cos she's watching her with those eyes
And she's lovin' her with that body,
I just know it
And she's holding her
in her arms late, late at night
Like Jessie's girl,
I wish that I had Jessie's girl
Where can I find a woman,
where can I find a woman like that
I smirk at her and pull her towards me by her sweater.
And I'm lookin' in the mirror all the time,
wondering what she don't see in me
I've been funny,
I've been cool with the lines
Ain't that the way
love supposed to be
Tell me, where can I find a woman like that
You know, I wish that I had Jessie's girl,
I wish that I had Jessie's girl
I want Jessie's girl,
where can I find a woman like that, like
Jessie's girl,
I wish that I had Jessie's girl,
I want,
I want Jessie's girl
As the note fades out I pull Rachel in for a kiss and she molds her body into mine, wrapping her arms around my neck. I'm in pure heaven. My arms wrap around her waist and pull her closer, enjoying the kiss. We separate and I grin but that soon fades as I see the look on her face.
"Q…I…I have Jessie. I can't do that to her. I just…I have to go." Rachel untangles herself and grabs her things. I'm left alone on the stage with only the tingling sensation left on my lips to tell me the kiss was real.
Brittany's POV
Things have been…different since Santana's forceful make out session with me on the field. She's been paying more attention to me and Puck has not been happy. She definitely likes me…and our sweet lady kisses, but it still doesn't defeat the fact that she's still with Puck. We're sitting at lunch and I notice the absence of Quinn. I look over at Santana to ask but she's too wrapped up in talking about the upcoming game to the boys. Sam keeps glancing over at me and I'm sure to send him a glare every time. The boy just doesn't get it. And they think I'm the dumb blonde.
I see Rachel hurry across the hallway outside, pulling out her phone and dialing frantically. I never did thank her for sticking up for me. Maybe I should now. I get up and Santana looks at me, "Bathroom." I say and she moves to get up from her seat. "It's ok, San. I'll be back in like two seconds, just need to wash my hands."
I leave the cafeteria and walk down the hallway where Rachel disappeared into. I hear a voice and I stop.
"Jess…don't be like that. I'm sorry she just kissed me. Well, I mean yeah I did. No she'd never use me for that. Jessie St. James I'm appalled that you think that she'd-No. Jessie. Baby please." She sighs and I notice she's about to have one of her crying moments. "Jessie." There's another pause. "Okay…goodbye."
She sits on an empty bench with tears in her eyes. I walk up to her, "Rachel? Are you ok?"
She looks up at me, "Not really, Brittany. I was just dumped."
I walk over to her and wrap an arm around her, "I'm so sorry, Rachel. I really am. What happened?"
She studies my face for a second before continuing, "Quinn kissed me."
I look at her surprised, "I knew she liked you. I mean I could totally see it during glee, like how she looked at you. Kind of how I look at Santana." I freeze. Shit, that was not supposed to come out.
"No need to worry Britt…I have very good gaydar coming from two gay dads. I know you have feelings for our Lima Heights Latina." I give her a small smile. "So you think Quinn really likes me? Because Jessie thinks it was a ploy to get in her head before the game." I think it over and shake my head. "Well, I know Quinn for sure likes you and it wouldn't solely be the reason if it were a ploy. Those types of things wouldn't be Quinn…they're more Santana's doing."
Rachel nods. "So why were you out here anyways? Lunch isn't even over. Shouldn't you be at the jock table?" It's not malicious, just curious.
I smile, "I actually came out here because I wanted to thank you." She raises a brow at me. "No, really, thank you for slapping Puck for me the other day. I really appreciate that someone stood up for me."
She smiles softly, "My pleasure, Brittany. I've always wanted to hit him. Him hurting you, our most likely nicest member, was crossing the line. There was no need for you to be laughed out of glee club. I don't think you're dumb, Britt. I just think you think in your own way, you know?"
I grin at her and give her a hug. "Thank you."
"It really was nothing." She blushes.
"So what are you going to do about Quinn? Maybe you should talk it out with her. Clear the air about what's going on."
"See, I knew you were the brains in that Unholy Trinity." She pokes my nose and I giggle. Rachel Berry's not half bad.