Day 3:
Quinn rolled herself away from Rachel, embarrassed at how she was practically sleeping on Rachel. She sighed and pulled her knees towards her. Events from yesterday came crashing down on her like gravity.
The feelings...the gestures...the inability to control herself.
God, what did all of that translated to?
Was she...? All the light in the world was suddenly sucked and replaced by cold, empty darkness as a hint of realization dawned on her. She shivered and shook her head violently, cursing herself for even entertaining that thought.
She buried her face into her hands, her heartbeat palpitating beside her ears.
Fuck it, it was not what she thought it was, obviously. She was feeling anxious because... Rachel was sick. And she felt the need to be responsible for her. Because they were in this, together. Because if anything were to happen to her, she would be the first to be blamed and God knew she didn't need another reason to be labelled.
Her eyes shifted unconsciously to Rachel and for a moment, nothing matters. It was like the world halted because Rachel was looking so peaceful in her sleep. Her fingers tingled with sensation and she had to look away. Biting the bottom of her lips, she forced the urge to touch Rachel's face again down her windpipe.
This urge...right, she just missed touching somebody. Granted, Quinn was never a really touchy person but damn, this was Gay Town right? They could be doing whatever they want for whatever fuck reason because this was Gay Town. Nobody knew them and they could stop all the pretentious and facade and just be.
Right.
Then she started feeling angry. She needed to feel angry. Afterall, she had allowed herself not to feel for so long and now Rachel, that... Broadway wannabe (damn, she couldn't even call her names now!) had to make her feel so much.
As though on cue, Rachel stirred in her sleep and stretched lazily across the bed. So Quinn did the only thing she knew how to do.
She blamed.
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Rachel opened her eyes and was surprised to see Quinn looking at her like she was about to break. Then she smoothed her features to the same one she wore when she was walking down the hallway.
"Good morning."She greeted apprehensively and her brows knitted together as she tried to come out with a reason for Quinn's look. She turned her back against her and frowned.
Did she snore too loudly last night?
"You know, you almost made me call the damn ambulance." She started, voice sounding as distance as ever. Rachel felt a slight guilt stirring in her stomach. Well, she couldn't help that she was sick...right? Should she apologize? Was that why Quinn was wearing...that look? Invisible hands tighten around her neck.
"...all because of that god-damn burger." She continued. Rachel would be laughing if she wasn't hearing the cuts in Quinn's voice. Cause really, were they going to argue over the extra free burgers, in the expense of her pride, when Quinn was the one who first proposed the idea?
She shot up from her sleeping position and turned to Quinn, slightly glad that Quinn had a new found interest in the wall.
"Quinn, if my memory served me right, you were the one who proposed the idea."
"Well, I didn't say anything about extra burgers."She scoffed, eyes still focused on the wall. Rachel eyes darted to the wall and frowned.
"Well, you wasn't complaining when you were eating them and licking your fingers clean."
Quinn blushed at her words. "I wasn't expecting something as drastic as that to happen. I almost called the ambulance because you couldn't...resist getting the free burgers!"
Rachel folded her arms. "This is getting absurd. I mean, arguing over burgers? Seriously?"
"You almost made me call the freaking ambulance Rachel!" She turned around, finally, yet looking anywhere but at Rachel.
"Well, you could just let me lay here and die. You had a choice." Rachel flipped her hair over her shoulders, frustrated with where this conversation was going. Couldn't they just have one peaceful day without silly arguments like this?
"Yes, and get the blame for killing you." Her eyes flickered to Rachel for a split second. Rachel felt herself blushing against her will with the memory from last night, because what she was hearing instead was, that was not an option.
The way Quinn touched her...although not in an inappropriate way, it felt so intimate. Her heart contracted so hard that she had to take in a deep breath to ease the discomfort.
"And I had to freaking piggyback you!" Quinn seemed determine to continue with his argument, however ridiculous it was.
"I gave you a choice to let me down, Quinn."Rachel reasoned, suddenly feeling like Quinn was arguing just because.
Quinn ignored her as she stood up from the bed, her hands on her hips, pacing. "And...and you made me sing you a damn song. A damn freaking Disney song!"
Rachel frowned.
"And now we are broke. And we still have 5 more days here..."
"And...and..."
Rachel stood up from the bed and held on to Quinn's hand to stop her from pacing. Quinn stopped and blinked, surprised. Rachel's eyes flickered from left to right and back like she was literally reading a book. And then suddenly, the coin dropped.
OH.
"Hey." A small smile crawling up her face.
For a moment, Quinn forgot what were they arguing about, neither did she have the ability to continue with the argument, not when Rachel was looking at her...like that. She swallowed a lump, faintly aware that Rachel's finger was now rubbing gently on a sore part on her collarbone.
"Sorry."She said and dropped her eyes to her finger. Quinn wondered if she was apologizing for being sick or for the bruise on her collarbone. Either way, she felt her ability to come out with anything concrete robbed away.
"Was it the time of the month?"She asked with slight embarrassment.
"What?"Quinn coughed out finally and then she laughed...and laughed, trying her best to laugh away the flip in her stomach, the quickening of her heartbeat and the uneasiness of how her body was reacting.
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Rachel could feel the butterflies emerging inside her that she was almost sure that when she step onto the stage and start to sing, butterflies would fly out of her mouth instead. Stage fright, yes. Although she should be so used to performing by now, yet, was stage fright inborn or something? Cause it felt like a disease, clinging on to her. God, she's feeling nauseas now.
She tilted her head towards Quinn and they shared a glance.
Quinn gave a small encouraging smile and Rachel returned weakly. Then she heard the announcement. Rachel took a deep breath like she was about to take a deep dive.
This was it, their moment to break or make it.
Unconsciously, she turned to peep at Quinn. A smile crept up her face.
Yea, she would make her proud.
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Rachel appeared from the side of the stage, alone. And when the music play and the notes struck, she sang.
In the midst of this nothing, this miss of a life
Still there's this wanting just to see you go by
It's almost like lovin', sad as that is
May not be cool, but it's so where I live
Rachel sang and the fear which she was experiencing moments ago dissolved into thin air. She loved performing and everytime she performed just strengthened her love for it. She moved on the stage like a fish in the water. She knew the perfect expression to sync with the lyrics. She knew the perfect posture that should accompany the performance and most of all, she knew how to move on the stage to capture the audience.
It's like I'm your lover or more like your ghost
I spend the day wondering what you do, where you go
I try and just kick it but what can I do
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you
And then Quinn appeared and she was snapped out of her adrenaline state. She looked so gorgeous that she was almost sure that the audience had forgotten about her. For a moment, it didn't matter because she too, had forgotten about herself.
Then Quinn had to look directly into her eyes as she sang and all the breath which she was holding escaped her lips. The world around her disappeared and Quinn was the only one which spotlight was shone on. She watched as Quinn approached her, slowly and deliberately, a small, enchanting smile playing on her lips.
As fast as it started, Quinn broke their eye contact and moved to the other side of the stage as she sang.
Well, you'll have to excuse me, I know it's so off
I love when you do stuff that's rude and so wrong
Rachel watched as Quinn swayed to the music, her expression captivating. Quinn was a born performer. She may not have Rachel's voice but gosh, the way she moved. Rachel's eyes trailed to Quinn's butt and paused. She blushed and forced herself to look away. Damn, how wrong.
Quinn spun around and pointed to Rachel and Rachel was forced to lock eye with her again. Then slowly and weirdly seductive, she walked towards Rachel and Rachel felt herself tensed. A puzzled frown from Quinn pulled her back to reality and she tried to relax. She grinned and ignored the dryness in her mouth. She felt like a teenage boy.
I ride on the rush of all the hopes, all the dreams
I may be neglecting the things I should do
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you
Quinn hugged her from behind as rehearsed and they swayed together to the music. She never thought she would fit so well in Quinn Fabray's arms. Like a good fitting sweater which she could wear at any occasion.
Without the reindeer, of course.
See we still keep talkin' after you're gone
You still with me then feels so good in my arms
They say you go blind, maybe it's true
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you
They spun out of each other's embrace, with hands still connected and both of them locked eyes with each other. The music started to slow down.
Was Quinn's eyes some kind of hole or something? Because everytime they locked eyes, Rachel felt herself falling into them.
Oh, it's like we stop time, what can I do? (Quinn)
Quinn took a step towards Rachel.
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you (Rachel)
Rachel took a step forward. Her eyes darted out of Quinn's eyes and her eyes landed on her face instead. Quinn's face was so smooth and fair and her lips...
My junk is you (Quinn)
My junk is you (Rachel)
They pulled each other closer and stepped into each other's personal space.
You, you, you (Both)
The crowd applauded and Rachel and Quinn broke apart.
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Quinn draped her hand over Rachel and whispered to her ears. "Relax, we are going to win this thing." Rachel bit her lips, doubtful. "Do you think they noticed my slightly off pitch at the end?"She questioned and pouted. Quinn laughed. "They totally adore us Rach."
Quinn was almost 100% positive when she saw the crowd rose and awarded them with applause so loud that almost shook the whole mall. She even saw one of the judges wiping her tears away. They totally rule this thing. Perhaps Rachel was right, something different, like a Broadway musical, may be what they need to emerge as the victor.
Rachel's fingers slipped into Quinn's and pulled her closer. Her head tilted to look into that pair of hazel orbs. She beamed. "Other than the previous team, Team Buzzerbeat, I think we stand a pretty good chance." She agreed.
Although this was supposed to be a show and they had agreed to physical contact as long as it was appropriate, Quinn found herself enjoying this whole process a tad too much. The way Rachel would play with her fingers, they way the rigidness and tension dispersed as their body recognised each other and god, she loved the way Rachel smells!
"And now, last but not least, let's welcome the last team of the day. Give it up to... Team Bread and Butter!"
Quinn grimaced, so glad she picked the name Faberry instead.
As the performance proceeded, Quinn realized Rachel was playing with her fingers with nervous energy. She side-glanced Rachel and saw her biting her lips, a small frown on her lips. She looked away to stop herself from kiss- getting distracting by those pouty lips. Her eyes dropped to Rachel's neck instead and instantly found herself salivating at how delicious her neck looked... her skin looked so soft and Rachel smelt so good. She inched herself closer and wanted to get more of her smell. Maybe she could discretely get a taste of that neck?
Her plan was disrupted when Rachel jumped and her shoulders hit her chin squarely. She winced in pain. Rachel was oblivious, however, as she turned to Quinn, a look of pure joy on her face.
"Quinn! We made it!"
Huh? Quinn blinked and allowed Rachel to drag her to the stage. She knitted her eyebrows, trying to figure the situation.
We made what?
It was only when the judge presented them cash and a good-hearted laugh that the situation began to make sense to her.
They had won the first round.
She turned to Rachel and found herself smiling at what she saw. Excited Rachel never fail to make her smile. She so wanted to cuddle that cute little thing.
Rachel childishly gave her a high-five which Quinn took the opportunity to interlock their fingers and pulled her to an embrace.
"We won Quinn! We did it!"Rachel chanted at her ears and Quinn caught on her excitement. They ended up jumping on stage, all the while still hugging each other.
They made it, Quinn and Rachel did!
"Look at them!" The host grinned and the crowd went awwww.
"Part of the reason we chose Team Faberry was because of the undeniable chemistry between them. When I say they can melt the iceberg, that's an understatement. We look forward to see this team in the next few rounds." The judge commented and the both of them broke apart, with their hands still intertwined. They blushed shyly.
Well, they were just good actors right?
Rachel and Quinn locked eyes and both found themselves lost into each other. For a split second, nothing makes sense. Their hearts racing, their fingers fitting into each other's like lock and key and the intense need to taste each other's lips...
They averted their gaze.
Yup, they were just very good actors.
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Things turned awkward however, when they proceeded back to their motel, suddenly aware of the changes between them. What was scary though, was how comfortable they were with touching each other and to make things worse, they found themselves hoping to proceed even further.
Which was why when their neighbour, Bella and Alice, guiltily offered them a carton of beer to apologise for their disturbance two nights ago, Rachel jumped to the opportunity.
Anything to ease the tension between them.
Quinn was unhappy though, especially when Rachel had just recovered from her food poisoning.
Rachel tipped the can of beer to her mouth. "This is my second time drinking!"She announced and lifted the beer can. "Cheeeeeers to beer! And Yay to team Faberry!" Quinn shook her head. Her head felt light and she was only into her first. Rachel was already halfway through her second. "Rach, you should seriously stop. I didn't save you for you to kill yourself."
Rachel stood up from her sitting position and ignored Quinn's request. She tipped the beer again. "It's so hot here."She said, tugging her shirt rapidly to create some wind.
"It's so hot in here." She grumbled again before she paused, a smirk on her face.
"So hot in, hot, oh!"
I was like, good gracious, ass is bodacious
Flirtatious, trying to show faces
She rocked her body to the lyrics and ran her hands through her hair to mess it up.
I'm waiting for the right time to shoot my steez you know
Waiting for the right time to flash them ki's, then
She threw her jacket to the bed and urged Quinn to join her. Quinn laughed to her beer, amused. This was her first time hearing Rachel rap and frankly, it wasn't too bad.
I'm leaving, please believing, oh!
Me and the rest of my heathens
Check it, got it locked at the top of the Fo' Seasons
Rachel beckoned to Quinn.
Penthouse, roof top, birds I feeding
No deceiving, nothing up my sleeve and
No teasing I need you to
She pulled Quinn up from her sitting position and grinded at her as she danced.
Get up up on the dance floor
Give that man what he asking for
Cause I feel like busting loose
And I feel like touching you, uh uh
Quinn swayed her body to the beat, one of her hand holding onto Rachel's waist. Both of them grinding onto each other as Rachel continued.
And can't nobody stop the juice
Quinn eased herself away from Rachel, which caused her to pout.
So baby tell me what's the use? I said
Quinn placed a kiss on her finger and pressed it lightly to Rachel's lips. A smirk on her face at Rachel's surprised look as she sang,
I kissed a girl and I liked it,
She watched while Rachel huffed out a laugh at the mashed up.
The taste of her cherry chapstick
Rachel fanned herself while she rapped, "So hot."
I kissed a girl just to try it, (Rachel: So hot) I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong, it felt so right, don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it, I liked it
Quinn stopped, suddenly aware that their bodies were pressed up against each other. She swallowed her saliva and her throat muscles rippled as she continued to drown in Rachel's eyes. Her eyes dropped to Rachel's lips which she parted unconsciously. Alcohol beating in their veins and the sexual tension soared to the roof.
Quinn dipped her head slowly towards Rachel, giving her a chance to escape if she wanted. Rachel, however, made no intention to move. In fact, she was on her toes, impatient. Quinn's hand shifted to Rachel's waist and grabbed her closer. Rachel closed her eyes and she felt Quinn's breath on her face. Her heart quickened at their proximity. She felt Quinn's breathing getting heavier and she tipped her toes further.
All these were taking too long for her.
They were so close and Rachel could almost taste Quinn's breath.
Quinn's face was just inches away...
...and Rachel lost her balance and tripped over Quinn. They ended up falling onto the floor. Quinn rubbed her head in agony, her head spinning from the impact and alcohol.
"Quinnie! Are you ok?"She said, her heart skipped a beat at what almost happened. Quinn murmured something under her breath and sat up, her hand still rubbing her head furiously. Her face pink from the alcohol.
"I'm going to bed."She announced with a slight grumble and rolled herself onto the bed. Rachel pouted, surprised at how disappointed she felt. She watched as Quinn threw the blanket over her head and sighed softly. She dragged her feet towards the lights and switched it off.
"Night Quinnie."She said softly and climbed onto the bed beside her.
The air stood still and nobody moved for awhile. Silence fell like a heavy weight through a wet paper bag. Rachel was almost positive that Quinn was already asleep before she felt the blanket pulled off in a swift motion beside her. She turned, frowning.
Quinn surprised her when she hovered above her. The moonlight from the window shone onto her face and Rachel felt her heart beat quickened at that look.
Before she could open her mouth, Quinn's voice interrupted.
"What happens in Gay Town, stays in Gay Town right?" She asked, sounding more like a statement than a question. Rachel held on to her breath, trying to make sense of the direction which they were heading. But Quinn's proximity and the alcohol in her were making it hard.
She opened her mouth and before she knew it, she found herself exploded with the best tasting breath from Quinn's lips.
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Thanks for all the kind comments! Please don't stop commenting. Pardon me for my mistakes.
Sorry for the wait!
Song:
Spring Awakening - My Junk
Katy Perry - I kissed a girl/ Nelly - Hot in here