Second update (Obviously)
I've started adding '-#-' in to indicate different sections.
So this is London part two. :)
All the best!
Say It From The Heart:
"Are you nearly ready?" Quinn yelled from her spot on the bed.
"Almost! Give me two minutes!" Rachel yelled in reply from the bathroom.
"We are sort of stuck to time constraints tonight."
"We've got until midnight."
"We need to get a good spot though. London's famous for its New Years Eve celebrations."
"Which we will see from wherever we stand." The diva argued back.
"Ok, I want us to have a good spot. Now are you almost ready?"
"Yes. I'm here." Rachel said opening the bathroom door.
She was dressed in a red strapless dress that stopped just before the knee, matched with black tights to her reluctance. She'd argued with Quinn that she'd be warm enough, but Quinn was always making sure the tiny diva was going to be fine. She knew she was going to have to wear flats because they were going to be standing for a considerable amount of time that evening. Her hair was loose and had fallen nicely around her shoulders.
"Wow." Quinn uttered. "You look...wow. I'm speechless."
"You don't look too shabby yourself." Rachel laughed. Quinn had a similar cut of dress on but in a pale blue. "Quinn?" Rachel asked when she didn't get a response from her girlfriend.
"Mmmm?" Quinn mumbled.
"May I remind you that you've just hurried me up to get ready and now you're stood rooted to the spot. Let's go." The diva ordered. Quinn picked up her bag and laughed. "Oh and bring some tissue."
"Why?" Quinn uttered breaking from her trance on Rachel.
"You're drooling. I don't want drool ruining your dress." She mocked. Quinn tapped her arm before spinning her around and kissing her. Rachel whimpered at the contact and deepened the kiss. Quinn broke it off before it got too heated. They really did have plans they wanted to attend.
"Come on you." She said taking Rachel's hand and leaving the room.
"What about here?" Rachel suggested.
"No, too many people." Quinn said as she continued along the bridge pulling her girlfriend through the crowd.
"There's going to be people everywhere, its New Years Eve." Rachel reminded her.
"I know that but this bit doesn't feel right." Rachel couldn't understand what Quinn was searching for but she didn't question it any further. She wanted to ensure the blonde had a fantastic start to the New Year and if finding the perfect spot on Westminster Bridge was going to make sure that happened then she wasn't going to stop her.
"Here. It's perfect." Quinn stated as she stopped in the centre of the bridge.
"I don't mean to be funny, but there's equally as many people here as there was back there."
"I know, but this is the perfect spot. It feels right."
"You're peculiar, you know that right?" Rachel joked.
"I've been told." Quinn laughed.
"You know what?" Rachel asked.
"What?"
"I still love you, no matter how peculiar you are."
"I love you, too. I can't wait to start the New Year with you, Rachel. The past two months have just been amazing and if this trip has been anything to go by, we're in for a pretty amazing year together."
"I couldn't agree more. I can't think how my life was just over two months ago. I was unhappy and that's all I can remember."
"I don't want you to remember any of the specifics, all I want you to be able to remember are the good times and darling, we've got many more to come." Quinn finished.
They stood wrapped in each other's arms on Westminster Bridge soaking up the atmosphere of the evening in an almost silence. They'd discovered in the past two months that as long as they were together then they could be in silence and still enjoy each other's company. They always had something to talk about as they were still learning about each other but they both enjoyed the comfortable silence they could share together.
Quinn checked her watch; she had fifteen minutes until midnight. "So, Rachel, before the fireworks start I think it'd be a good time to discuss what we wrote on our balloons." Rachel perked up beside her. The grip she had on Quinn's hand tightened in anticipation.
"Oooh! I've been looking forward to this for most of the day!"
"Do you want to go first?"
"No! I want to hear what you wrote about me. You're the author; it's got to be beautiful. It's the only language you know."
"Ok, so no pressure then?" Quinn joked. "I wrote: "The one thing I've always dreamed of is now mine. I am hers and she is mine. She unlocked my heart and opened it up to love; to joy; and to happiness. I'll thank her now and always." Quinn looked down at the diva whose eyes had filled with tiny tears. "I mean it Rachel. Thank you. We may have only been together such a short time, but I never follow the concept of time. I follow what feels right and being with you feels right. Here's to an amazing year." She finished, she added a kiss to the diva's lips to signal she'd finished.
"I don't think I can beat that, why did I have to let you go first?" She chuckled wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Whatever you wrote will be beautiful Rachel. It'll have come from your heart which is where you should always write from." Quinn whispered.
"It did, I wrote: "Quinn, you've saved me from an eternity spent in a hell of unhappiness. You made me believe in love. You made me understand that love doesn't have any boundaries, before I knew it I was falling for you. I'll keep falling for you. I promise." Rachel looked up and to her surprise had evoked a similar reaction from Quinn. She released her hand and cupped the blonde's face and pulled her down into a kiss. She needed to convey things she felt she'd missed when she tried to write everything down.
They pulled away in shock when they heard a loud bang. They looked up to see the fireworks had started. They huddled close together in awe of the splendour above them. "I love you Rachel." Quinn murmured into the brunette's ear. "I couldn't imagine a better way to start the New Year than being here with you."
"I could start the New Year anywhere and still be happy, as long as I had you right by my side."
"It's going to be a great year, I can feel it."
"Me too." Rachel simply replied. She gripped the blonde's hand tighter and the blonde took it as a signal that the diva was ready to leave.
"Come on, let's get back. It's a good walk and I'm beginning to freeze." She said pulling her coat tighter to her before she turned and pulled the diva's tighter to her.
"How did you know I was ready to go back?" Rachel asked.
"I've got a sixth sense." Quinn joked.
"Are you making fun of me and my sixth sense?"
"Would I do that?" Quinn replied sarcastically.
"I don't know, I guess I'll have to think about it. It's going to be a long night of thinking." She jibed "A long night of thinking and nothing else..." She added.
"Whatever you say." Quinn sniggered, knowing full well that Rachel would want to see the New Year in once they got back to their hotel room.
-#-
"I've got a lot of good ideas from this trip." Quinn said as she turned down the bed whilst Rachel was brushing her teeth.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, I think I'll definitely be able to spend a good few weeks editing my novel when we get back."
"If it keeps Lindsay off your back then good, that woman sometimes doesn't know her limits."
"She's my editor baby. She's supposed to be on my back, she only wants the best from me. Sometimes I need that push before I reach where I'm headed."
"I can understand that, but sometimes at 10pm when we're watching TV isn't the greatest time to phone you and discuss characterisation."
"You've got to remember that for all the time Lindsay's known me I've been single. Whenever she's called I've been able to answer and discuss things in depth sometimes for two to three hours at a time. I doubt she even realises how much time we actually spend together." Quinn explained as she got into bed.
"I know, but sometimes I don't see you all day and the majority of the evening and I just want to cuddle before bed but no, she phones and I have to go to bed alone."
"I'll sort it out. Don't worry. How're you going to cope if it gets published?"
"When it gets published." Rachel corrected her as she climbed into bed and cuddled up next to her girlfriend. "What do you mean?" She added.
"Well I'll be doing a book tour so I could be out of the county for a few weeks at a time. Last time I was gone for a month at least."
"I don't know. I guess I'll fly out and see you when I can."
"Rach, you do know you're not going to be on your own, right? You live with Kurt. He'll keep you entertained for a few weeks."
"It won't be the same though. Plus he can't entertain me in the same ways you can..." She replied.
"No, I hope he doesn't." Quinn replied ignoring the comment, she wanted to test Rachel's statement from earlier. "You never know we may be living together by the time you get your second novel published. I truly will be on my own if that's the case." Rachel added.
"This is true; it may be a couple of years. Lindsay's hoping by the end of this year, which sounds crazy since we're only a few hours into it. We'll get you a dog so you're not alone." Quinn pondered a loud.
"A dog would be nice." She simply replied. Quinn pulled her closer and kissed her good night.
"Can I just say how impressed I am?" Quinn muttered.
"With what?"
"You. I thought after your 'he doesn't entertain me in the same ways you can' comment that you were hoping I'd well...entertain you. When I brushed it off you just stopped no more innuendos. I am impressed. I honestly thought you'd want to see the New Year in with a bang." Quinn stated. The diva began laughing beside her. Her laughter growing louder and louder as she processed what Quinn had just said.
"Nice choice of words there! 'Bang' seriously, I can tell you're an author more and more each day." She chuckled before her tone turned serious. "I told you that it would be a long night of thinking and it will be. I'll be thinking about your humour and you'll be thinking that I'm such a tease. Good night Quinn." She sniggered before lightly kissing the blonde good night.
She closed her eyes and tried to contain her giggles. Quinn could feel her giggling beside her and soon they were both laughing so hard they were almost crying. It took them until around four in the morning before they could finally sleep. "I'm loving this year already." Quinn whispered as she watched Rachel drift off into sleep. She heard a small voice whisper "Me too" just before she gave into sleep herself.