Unexpectedly Yours

6.

Quinn sat quietly for a few seconds, so I repeated my question.

"Who's it going to be?" I said with a mixture of anticipation and defeat in my voice.

"It's…you…it'll always be you," she said as she stared intently on the dashboard in front of her.

I looked at her and asked in shock, "Me?!"

Quinn nodded her head, but kept looking straight ahead.

"I don't deserve you," I said with emotion in my voice, "In actuality, I don't deserve anyone."

"Why's that?"

"I'm a nerd…not popular like you," I said sincerely.

"You may not be, but I can sense that when you love somebody you do so with your whole heart. No holding back. They have you and you should have them. This is what I want," she said, "Because this, my dear, is what matters in life!"

"Thank you, Quinn!"

"It's the truth," she started to say and then continued, "Having said all of that, I need a favor…"

"Anything for you," I said.

"Um, I need you to not say anything just yet about you and me," she asked with hope in her voice.

"For how long," I asked.

"Just this week. I want to tell him myself and not have it told to him, you get it?" she asked.

"Yea, I do. I think that's a good idea. How do you think he'll react?"

"Honestly, I don't know. There are two Pucks out there. One is the jerk that he is at school and then there's the one that I loved that is kind and considerate and all of that."

"Oh," I said as I tried to picture the second Puckerman that Quinn spoke of. I honestly couldn't. I had to trust Quinn.

"Do you want me to be with you," I asked.

"Um, I think it's best if you weren't," Quinn said.

"Why's that?"

"Because I don't want him to think he has to hide his feelings because of his reputation."

"Even though I'd never tell anyone? And who'd believe me anyway?"

"Yes, I still think it's for the best. I'll promise you something…" she said and turned to face me.

"What's that?"

"I'll be coming to you. No one else. For either of us," Quinn promised.

"I can't believe this is actually happening," I said and burst into tears.

She shifted herself over to my side of the car and pulled me into her arms.

"Don't cry, Santana, I hate to see that. Yes, it is happening."
"You have no idea how much I've wanted this for us, but was terrified to ask you," I revealed.

"Why were you terrified?"

"What would happen if you laughed in my face? I don't know what I'd do with that type of rejection. You symbolize happiness in my life. You are all I've wanted for a long time. After the 'hiccup' between Brittany and me, I thought that finding someone who could love me for me would be impossible. I know that we aren't at the 'love' stage yet, but every time we kiss I can feel that you care about me. I hope you know that I care you," I said and hugged her tighter.

Quinn managed to lie out across the car seat and she lowered my head to her chest. We sat there for a while without saying a word.

I reached for her hand, held it up with mine, and entwined our fingers together. She kissed my forehead.

We stayed like this until the sun set, then we went inside. My parents were sitting in the living room. They heard the door slam and my Dad yelled, "Is that you?"

"Yea, it's us," I yelled back.

"Well come over here 'us'," he responded.

"Hello," Quinn replied when we entered the living room.

"Hello, Quinn," my Mom said.

"We actually need to talk with you two, if you have the time," my Dad asked.

Quinn and I looked at each other and then sat down across from my parents.

"What's happening," I asked.

"We just want to know something…Are you two dating," my Mom asked up front. You can't always count on to her to not mince words and tell you like it is. That is where I get it. I love her for it.

Quinn and I looked at each other. Before I had the opportunity to answer Quinn spoke first.

"Mr. and Mrs. Lopez…Your amazing daughter and I are beginning to form a relationship. It literally just started on Friday afternoon. Like Santana told you, we were paired up in English to write a poem, which we have done and I, for one think, it's wonderful. I plan on always respecting her and respecting you as well. I promise you that I'll never hurt her. I don't think I could anyway. After this week we will officially be a couple…"

"What's happening this week," my Mom asked.

"Quinn has to break up with Noah Puckerman," I cut in.

"You're dating Puck," my Dad asked.

Quinn nodded her head.

"Who are you in love with," my Mom asked.

"Mom!" I yelled in horror.

"Santana, it's okay…it's a valid question," Quinn said and looked at me. I smiled shyly.

"To be completely honest, I haven't told anyone that I love them. When I say it for the first time I want it mean something…you know? So to answer your question, I have very strong feelings for your daughter. This doesn't mean that I never had feelings for Puck…"

"Oh I know," my Mom replied.

"I can't see a future with Puck. I can however see a beautiful and long life with your daughter. She is the one I pick now and the one I'll pick for the rest of my life," Quinn concluded.

We all sat and stared at Quinn with dumb expressions on our faces.

"Well, now, that was surprising," my Dad said and smiled brightly.

"I know right," my Mom said.

"And what do you have to say," my Dad turned his head toward me and asked.

"I actually think she explained us perfectly. The only thing that she didn't mention is that I'm going to fight for her, if necessary. Fight for her heart…Not physically mind you cuz I think Puck could take me. Even when she is mine I'll continue to show her how grateful I am not only to know her, but also to call her my girlfriend. I'm gonna care about her for the rest of my life, no matter what happens," I said and smiled at her.

She smiled back at me.

"Look at that, honey, our baby girl is in love," my Mom said and smiled brightly.

"I'm on my way there yes," I replied.

"May I ask a question," Quinn interrupted.

All eyes were again on her.

"How did you both know?"

"Well, as her mother, I just knew. She seemed very upset on Friday night before you showed up at our front door. Since then having you here has changed her. She's happier," my Mami said.

"For me…" my Papi started to say, "Honestly, the door was slightly opened last night…"

"Oh my God," I said in horror.

"Sir, I'm sorry," Quinn began, "I can assure you both that nothing happened last night."

"We just held each other," I said honestly.

My Dad started to laugh.

"It's alright, girls. I know the feeling of wanting that special someone to be as close to you as possible," he said and looked at my Mom.

"I shuddered a little, but smiled.

"Do me a favor?"

"Anything Dad," I said.

"Just shut the door completely," he said and smiled.

"Yes, sir," Quinn said.

"Thank you," he said.

"One more thing," my Mom said, "Quinn, you're welcomed here anytime you want. Day or night!"

"Yes. Congratulations on everything. If you need either of us, we are here for you both," my Dad said.

I ran up to them and threw my arms around them both. "Thank you for accepting me and accepting us. She makes me happy," I whispered to them.

"Don't forget to make her happy," my Mom said.

"Every day," I said.

Then Quinn and I left the room.

When we were upstairs, we shut the door completely.

"That went well," I said, "Thanks for talking to them for us."

"I felt like I had to," Quinn replied.

She looked down at the mattress.

"Do you think we disrespected them by sharing your bed last night," she asked.

"Um, no. I know my parents. If they wanted us to not sleep in the same bed, they would have told us that before," I said assuredly.

"Oh, ok," she started, "Because I kinda want to do that again tonight!"

She walked up behind me and wrapped her arms around my body.
"You know I could get used to this, Ms. Fabray!" I said happily.

"I sure hope so," Quinn replied with a smile.

We spent the rest of the weekend basically in my room and in each other's arms.

"Do we really have to go to school tomorrow," I asked.

"Yea, we do."

"A lot has changed in the past few days. And a lot will be changing," I said.

"What are you feeling?"

"About that?" I asked for clarity.

"Yes…"

"Overjoyed…Excited…and nervous," I said.

"Why are you nervous?"

"Honestly?"

"Is there any other way between us," she said as she caressed my cheek.

"No, I guess not. I'm nervous…what happens when you break up with Puck to be with me and realize that you're bored or that you've made a mistake," I asked honestly.

"I don't think that'll happen, but if does, we'll figure it out together. We are two pretty smart people I am sure that we can keep this strong," she said as she tickled my side.

"Haha! Okay, Quinn…okay!"

"Good. Now come here," she said and pulled me as close as possible. Then she kissed me passionately. This time our tongues snuck into each other's mouths and massaged each other.

"Quinn," I moaned in the kiss.

"Santana," she moaned in response. She then maneuvered herself to be on top of me. The kissing never stopped. We went back and forth with our tongues. Hands groped each other's bodies in a discovery journey.

"I think we should stop," I said as I broke the kiss.

"Why?"

"Because you're not mine yet. I feel like we're cheating…" I said honestly.

"Oh," she said as she lay on top of me still.

"Are you mad?"

"God no…You're looking out for me and I appreciate it," she said as she rolled off of me and onto the mattress besides me.

"Can I still hold you?"

"Always," she responded and nuzzled next to me. In a few minutes we fell asleep in each other's embrace.