Not Like I Think About You Constantly

By: Tracy Cook

Disclaimer: I do not own anything; these characters belong to the creators of Glee, One Tree Hill, and The Vampire Diaries.

Authors Note: This is an AU fic that focuses around Glee/OTH/Vampire Diaries. There will be NO VAMPIRES and characters may be slightly OOC, but I will try and keep them in character.

Pairing: Quinn/Rachel, Brooke/Haley, and Caroline/Rebekah.

Rating: M

Chapter Eight

Can't Take the Heat Get Out Of the Shower

"What are your true intentions for visiting, Brother?" Rebekah asked as she approached Niklaus. He had made up a few excuses since his arrival, but she knew that none of them were accurate. There was a reason for him showing up after ten years of hardly speaking to her. When he began to answer her question, she interrupted him, "and do not make up some lame excuse again."

This silenced him.

She shook her head and laughed humorlessly. "Honestly, did you truly think that I would believe for one minute that you were coming here in order to sight-see? This is Lima, Ohio, Nik. No one comes here for the sights!"

He stood to his feet and walked toward his younger sister. "Perhaps I came here for the same reason as you did, to start fresh." He offered. "To start a brand new life, with new friends and my last remaining family."

"Perhaps." Rebekah eyed him suspiciously. "But, I know you better than that Nik. Despite the time that has passed. And knowing you, you more than likely got yourself in a bind and you need my help getting you out." She paused. "So what is it?"

Niklaus laughed and clapped his hands mockingly at his sister. "Congratulations. You figured me out, Bekah."

Sighing she asked, "So, what is it that you have gotten yourself into this time? Petty crimes, thievery, or do I need to help you in shoveling another shallow grave?" Rebekah's voice held spite and her words came out sharp as she finished the sentence. She loved her brother, she always would. He was her brother. But, she hated him and blamed him for many things as well.

"I see that you are still holding grudges." He said in a sing song voice. "Let it go already. It has been ten years."

Her body shook with anger and her muscles tensed. "I apologize that I cannot just let it go and forget the horrifying things that you did."

"It had to be done, Bekah."

"Even so." Rebekah stated pointedly. "We did not have to leave; we did not have to spend our entire lives running. We could have stayed—"

"—and what, exactly?" He laughed. "Got caught by the police? They would have sent me away."

"I know. But you were a mere child; they could not possibly have contained you for the entirety of your life. You would have gotten out on good behavior and parole."

"It wasn't a risk that I was willing to take." Niklaus growled out angrily. "I freed us Rebekah! So, stop being such a selfish little brat and help your brother out in his time of need!"

Rebekah chewed on her cheeks and forced herself to calm down. She did not want to break down in tears or start screaming at her brother, she just wanted to help him and send him on his way. She just wanted to get back to living a normal life. "What is it that you need?"

"I need a place to hide. They found new evidence that links me to the case and it was enough to grant them permission to reopen it. They tracked me down and they found me, but I fled, and now I desperately need you to allow me to stay here with you. Please?"

She hesitated for just a moment. "Stay as long as you wish."

O

"I cannot wait to show Mr. Schuester the new number that I have been practicing. It took me the entirety of the weekend to truly master it, but I believe that I finally have."

Kurt smiled brightly at this. He too had chosen a song for sectionals that he wanted to perform.

"That's great, Rach." Haley said with a smile as she lent against her locker and looked over at her best friend. She was trying to get into the conversation, but her mind was on a certain cheerleader that she had yet to see since she walked out of the tutor center. She had tried to call and text her to no avail. Brooke didn't want to talk to her. She just couldn't understand what she had done wrong.

"More like spectacular. If Mr. Schue does not choose to use this song for Nationals I will—"

"—hey, what's up, babe? How's my sexy Jewish princess doin' today?" A familiar voice interrupted the starlet.

Rachel's smile quickly turned into an annoyed scowl as she turned and stared up at Noah Puckerman. She wasn't upset so much that he was talking to her, but she was upset that he had interrupted her just as she was about to explain her song choice and why it was such a wonderful option for Nationals.

"What do you want, Noah?"

Noah Puckerman was the "badass" at the school. He was known for skipping classes, drinking, sleeping with women, criminal behavior, and his Mohawk. Most people were intimidated, but Rachel was not intimidated by anyone. She believed that confidence was key, when dealing with anyone from bullies to talent scouts. Noah was not a bully though. Not around her. If anything, he was the opposite.

He had been dedicating a lot of time toward flirting with Rachel and asking her out. His reasoning being that he wanted to get together with another Jew, and since she was Jewish and oddly attractive to him, they should hook up. The diva was uninterested in him though. She was only interested in one person.

Quinn Fabray.

"I was hoping you changed your mind 'bout my offer." He said with a smirk.

Haley and Kurt watched from beside Rachel with amused smiles on their faces.

"No, I apologize Noah, but once again I must decline your proposal." She stated sternly, with a nod of her head to emphasize that she meant it. She wished that he would stop trying.

"I thought you would say that. Look, Rach, I know that I've got a reputation 'round here, but I would treat you right. Can't you just give me a chance? I know you aren't datin' anyone else, so why not?"

"Look Noah, I must confess that your bad boy image does strangely compel me, I am simply uninterested. If you must know why, it has nothing to do with you personally. I am interested in someone else." She spoke with sincerity. Despite wanting him to leave her alone and stop asking her out, she did not wish to hurt his feelings. Rachel was flattered that someone with his reputation with the ladies would ask her out and it made her feel special. He just wasn't Quinn.

"Yeah. I get it. Whatever, I'll stop trying." He said angrily, throwing up his hands and walking back down the hallway.

O

Quinn glared across the hallway at the interaction that was taking place between Puck and Rachel. Her muscles were tense and her jaw was clenched tightly as she watched him smirk at her. Her heart was pounding violently against her ribs, it felt like it would break through them and kill her any moment. It took all of her strength to not walk across the hallway and physically pull him away from her.

She didn't quite understand her own anger and jealousy.

It wasn't like she had any right to be upset with the interaction. She had intentionally kept Rachel at arms length for the longest time and she didn't want to be with her, plus she had a boyfriend of her own, so there was no reason that the starlet could not have a boyfriend as well. Just the thought made her clench her fists.

'No one else should be kissing her.'

She did not want to allow her jealousy to get the best of her, but as the young man walked down the hallway past her after ending his conversation with Rachel, she found herself hastily following after him.

'If I can't flirt with her… no one is going to flirt with her…' Quinn knew that these thoughts were irrational and selfish, but she could not contain the anger that she felt as she pushed him up against the wall in the hallway once they were out of sight.

"Dude! What the hell!?" He shouted out, throwing up his hands in defense. "Quinn?" He was confused as to why she had pushed him.

Quinn leant forward so that their faces were extremely close together; her hazel eyes hardened and filled with hatred as she stared straight into his eyes. "Don't you dare flirt with Rachel ever again."

Puck moved away from her, staring her down. "Why the fuck do you care if I flirt with her?"

Quinn hesitated for a minute as she thought it over. She knew why, but she couldn't tell him. "That is none of your business, Puckerman. Just back off!" She practically screamed it at him, her body shaking and her fists clenched tightly at her sides. Puck was rarely scared of anything, but Quinn looked like she would murder him if he didn't stop.

"Dude, I really like her and I'm not gonna back off just 'cause you hate her and you don't want her to be happy or whatever this—"

"—this isn't because I hate her."

His confused expression told Quinn that she had said too much and she quickly added, "Just back off." Before turning and walking away.

She was in complete disbelief of what she had just done and said. It wouldn't take a genius to piece together what she had meant when she said that she wanted him to back off and it wasn't because she hated her. He would know that she had feelings for her.

'How could you be so careless, Quinn? God, this whole getting closer to Rachel thing is messing with you...'

O

Caroline watched as Rebekah ran across the field and did a cartwheel. She immediately noticed the way that the muscles flexed in her long exposed legs, and the way that her skirt flipped up revealing a good amount of her thighs as she flipped upside down. Chewing on her bottom lip she tried to force her eyes away, but they landed back on the beautiful blonde within seconds. She could not seem to stop staring at her.

When she felt a familiar aching between her thighs she looked away.

She could not be aroused, not because of Rebekah.

Glancing across the field, her blue eyes landed on her boyfriend who was working out with the other football players. She tried to find attraction in the way that his muscles tensed, in the way that his body moved, but it was not the same. She was not attracted to him and she certainly was not aroused by him. It didn't make sense! He was fit and so sexy for a guy, she should be attracted to him.

Caroline looked back over at Rebekah and watched as she stretched her flexible body. Her cheer leading top rising and revealing a small sliver of her toned abdomen as she bent over. 'I wonder what it would be like to run my hands up those thighs and under her skirt and beneath her panties—oh god! No! No I don't! Damn it, she totally got into my head again!'

Quinn stood in front of the other cheerleaders, with her hands on her hips. "Alright, we are done for today. Hit the showers."

Caroline was not in a hurry to go into the locker room and shower. She did not want to shower in front of everyone. Particularly Rebekah. The thought of sharing a shower with her was far too overwhelming. 'Where is Rebekah anyway?' She wondered, looking around the field. There was no sight of the blonde Brit anywhere. Shrugging her shoulders she headed across the field toward her boyfriend who was getting a drink between drills.

"Hey there." She greeted him with a wide smile on her face.

"Hey babe." Tyler set down his drink and walked toward her. "I'm almost done with practice. Did ya still want to come over after?"

"Uh, yeah, of course." Caroline nodded and her smile wavered slightly. She had told him that they could spend time together after practice, but she didn't really want to. She knew that one thing would lead to another and they would wind up having sex and she felt terribly guilty every time that they did.

"Kay. I'll meet you at the locker rooms in thirty minutes or so. Gotta go before coach gets pissed." He lent down and placed a kiss on her lips before running back onto the field.

O

Quinn slammed Finn against the bleachers, pressing her lips against his in a heated kiss.

All that she could think about was how Puck had been flirting with Rachel and how jealous she had gotten. She hated her feelings for Rachel and more than anything she just wanted to make them all go away. She wanted to be attracted to her boyfriend. She wanted his touch to cause her to feel the same thing as Rachel's.

But, reality with Finn was not even as good as her dreams of the other woman.

Even now, while she was trying to rid the thoughts of Rachel from her mind, she continued to think about her. She imagined that it was her hands on her hips, pulling their bodies closer together. She imagined that it was her soft lips pressing deliberate kisses against her own and not sloppy kisses of need and want. She imagined that it was her hands traveling up her thighs and under her skirt.

"Mmm..." She moaned out.

She wasn't moaning for Finn, though. She was moaning for Rachel Berry.

For the first time ever she felt true passion with her boyfriend, but it wasn't because of him. It was because she was imagining that Rachel was the one who was gripping onto her ass tightly. "God, that feels so good Rachel." She muttered under her breath.

Suddenly the kissing stopped.

And the harsh reality of the situation set in.

Quinn opened her eyes and stared up at her boyfriend who was wearing a distraught look on his face. He looked confused and she didn't really blame him. Of all the names that she could say while making out with him, that had to be the strangest for him to hear. After all, she "hated" Rachel. 'What did I just do? I ruined everything... Oh god, oh god, oh god, I can't breathe... Why isn't he saying anything?'

"What did you just say?"

"Nothing, Finn. I was just moaning." She attempted. Sometimes she could easily trick the football player.

"No you weren't. Did you just say Rachel's name?"

"Of course not, Finn. Don't be ridiculous."

"I could have sworn-"

"-What? You don't believe me now?" Quinn decided that getting angry with him was one way to change the subject. There was nothing that Finn feared more than angry Quinn. Quickly she turned and stormed back toward her car. Relieved when she heard Finn screaming out to her to stop. She didn't stop though. There was no way that she could deal with the embarrassment of what had just happened. Not yet. 'Not ever.'

'I cannot believe I just said her name while making out with Finn... I can't take this any longer!'

O

Caroline cast her eyes around the locker room for any sign that someone was still inside. When she knew that she was alone, she let out a sigh of relief and set her gym bag down on one of the benches before pulling out her clothes and heading back to the showers.

Stripping herself of her clothes, she walked into the shower and turned it on so that the water cascading out of the showerhead was hot as it rained down against her exposed skin. She loved the feeling of the water against her body. It was relaxing. Caroline found herself drifting away into her thoughts and those thoughts were surprising to her.

She recalled what Rebekah had looked like when she was stretching her body, the way that her muscles tensed when she was in the splits, and how that flexibility could be beneficial in bed. 'Her body is so perfect… so fit… I wonder what it would feel like against me… under my hands… under me… and god those plump lips… I bet they taste great.' She knew that it was wrong to be thinking such things, but her body was aching with desire and in that moment she didn't really care.

No one would know anyway.

The aching grew and she could feel her clit throbbing with need, she needed to be touched, to be pleasured. It had been so long.

Biting down on her bottom lip she looked around the locker room once more to make sure that no one was watching. What she was about to do was not only embarrassing, but it was horrible. She knew that she would regret it later, but right now it was what she needed.

Placing her fingers on her flat stomach, she traced them around her bellybutton as she contemplated what she was about to do. Internally debating whether it was a good idea or not. She concluded that it was not a good idea, yet she ran her fingers down over her stomach toward her aching center despite this conclusion.

Caroline gasped out loudly as her fingers came into contact with her swollen clit that was slick with her arousal. She was so wet. Honestly, she couldn't remember a time when she was so turned on.

"God…" She groaned out as she braced herself against the shower wall with her free hand. The water cascaded down over her head and back, as she started to circle her clit with her fingers.

"Mm…" Caroline moaned out as she hastened her pace, her eyes closed as she imagined Rebekah between her thighs tracing her tongue along her sensitive clit. "God, yeah, right there. Just a little more." Her body was shaking with desire as she continued to fantasize about the woman that she claimed to hate.

"Thinking about Tyler, love?" A familiar voice asked.

Caroline jumped and screamed loudly, nearly slipping and falling as she turned and stared at the other woman. Rebekah was wearing a smirk on her full lips as she stood in front of her, completely naked. "Jesus-fucking-Christ Rebekah! You scared the hell out of me!" Her breathing was labored and her heart was racing as her eyes wandered over her body momentarily.

She blushed as her eyes traced over her neck, down over her gorgeous breasts and her toned abdomen, and then further down. Caroline could feel her body react to the sight, but she quickly forced her eyes back up to devious blue.

"I apologize. Would you have preferred I waited until you finished? I would not have minded watching. I simply thought that the polite thing to do would be to make my presence known."

Caroline blushed brightly at these words.

Rebekah took a step toward the other blonde. "Aw, you are blushing Caroline."

She groaned out and turned away from the British woman, unable to look at her any longer. "Just shut up and shower, Rebekah."

For a few minutes everything went silent as Rebekah did as she was told. Neither of them said anything, but the air around them was still tense and awkward. Caroline's heart was racing in her chest and she continued to be tempted to look over her shoulder at the other woman. She wanted to see her exposed body one last time.

'Stop being such a perv, Caroline! Jeeze!'

Just as Caroline was finishing up her shower and turned off the water, she heard Rebekah's accented voice. It was closer to her than before.

"So, are you going over to Tyler's after this?"

She didn't look over at her as she answered, "Yeah. Not that it's any of your business."

"Planning on indulging in more unsatisfactory intercourse?" Her voice was spiteful and sarcastic.

"Okay! That is so not any of your business!" Caroline exclaimed angrily. She hated that Rebekah continued to point out just how much she did not enjoy sex with Tyler. It wasn't because it wasn't true; it was because it was true.

Caroline's body stiffened as she felt the warmth of Rebekah's body behind her. She was not touching her, but she was close enough that she could feel heat radiating off of her. 'Oh my god… she is so close to me right now… if I just took a step back I could feel her body against mine… her breasts… her—stop!'

Rebekah smirked and reached out to trace her fingers along Caroline's shoulder, moving her blonde hair away from her neck. Exposing the sensitive skin.

Caroline couldn't move.

Leaning forward, Rebekah placed a soft kiss against her shoulder. She felt the other woman shiver beneath her lips and it caused her smile to widen. She loved being the cause of that reaction.

"Perhaps you should try thinking about me while you are with him. It just might make it a more pleasurable experience for you, love." With that, she turned and walked out of the shower leaving a very confused and aroused Caroline staring at the wall with wide blue eyes.

'What the hell just happened?'

O

"Hey look. If it isn't the Lima loser!" One of the other members of the football team said as he pushed Puck against the lockers in the locker room. "I thought you were supposed to be a badass or somethin'."

"I am a badass." He countered, pushing back.

The football player laughed at him and turned to look at Tyler, and the other's on their team. "Come on you guys, wanna show this punk how pathetic he really is?" He asked, pushing Puck back against the lockers and slamming his fist into his jaw causing his head to fly back and hit the lockers.

Puck lashed out at him, but the other players all cornered him and started hitting him. At one point they had been scared of him, but they weren't scared anymore.

"Dude, what the fuck did I do to you?"

"You mean besides beat the shit out of my little brother?" He asked, pissed off as he slammed his fist into his jaw once again.

Puck held onto his jaw as blood started to pour down over his lips and he tried to apologize only to be hit again. "Shut the fuck up, Puckerman! You think you're so tough huh? Well guess what? You're not. And once you realize that, then you will realize you have nothing goin' for you! You are going to rot away in this town and people like me and my little brother, and everyone else, will move on and make something of themselves. You are nothing!"

O

Rebekah walked into her house with a smug smile on her face. She was more than pleased with her interaction with Caroline in the showers. As she reached her room, she halted and stared inside witnessing her brother lying in her bed, sifting through her journal.

Niklaus turned to look at her and smiled. "If I may ask, who is this girl you seem to fancy?"

Walking into the room she growled out angrily, "Who gave you permission to look through my journal." Rebekah reached out and plucked the book from her brother's hands.

"I don't need permission. I'm your older brother, it's what we do." He sat up in the bed and looked over at her. "Now, tell me about this girl. She sounds lovely."

Rebekah's stomach twisted with jealousy. She did not want him to speak about Caroline in such a manner. Not that she wanted him to insult her either, it just bothered her. "She is the loveliest girl that I have ever met…" Her voice trailed off. "But it does not matter."

"And why not?"

"Because, she has a lover and she is uninterested in me."

O

Brooke had finally responded to Haley's texts about missing her tutoring session and the two of them needing to talk. She apologized for not talking to her sooner and they set up a tutoring session at Brooke's house after school.

Currently, they were working on math homework and avoiding what really needed to be talked about. Neither of them was really able to concentrate on the homework though, they had far too much on their minds.

Haley slammed her hands down on the table, causing the cheerleader to jump. "Okay, I can't do this anymore."

"Tutor me?" Brooke asked with a look of confusion and pain on her face. She understood why the tutor might be upset with her about getting irrationally jealous, but she was going to cancel their sessions because of it?

"No! God no!" She exclaimed. That was the last thing that she wanted. "I love tutoring you, Brooke." Haley admitted with a smile. It was the truth. She loved it. Not because she got to teach her, but because she got to spend time with her. Just being around Brooke made her beyond happy.

"Then what?"

"I can't dance around this problem and pretend like nothing happened between us." She turned and caught hazel eyes with brown. "We need to talk about this."

Brooke looked away from her and smiled sheepishly. "Can't we just study?"

Haley laughed and shook her head at the other woman. She knew that she hated studying and it was pretty much the last thing that she ever wanted to do during their sessions. Usually she had to tell her to stop trying to talk and to concentrate, and now she was asking her to talk and she wanted to study? It was almost adorable. "Really? You want to study now?"

"Yeah…" 'Because the other option is way worse…'

Haley closed the Algebra book and reached out to place a comforting hand on top of Brooke's, squeezing it gently before standing and dragging her toward the living room. Sitting on the couch, she turned to look at the cheerleader, never taking her hand away. She loved the contact, the warmth and the way that her skin felt against hers.

"No, we need to talk about this now Brooke. Or things will just stay really awkward between the two of us." She insisted with a reassuring smile.

Brooke groaned out in frustration and pouted. She really did not want to talk about what had happened. She did not know if Haley was going to be mad at her for getting jealous, or maybe stop wanting to be her friend because she didn't feel the same and was disturbed by it.

"Look, I don't want to talk about it either, but we need to." Haley cocked her head to the side and looked over Brooke's face. Watching as a pout formed on her perfect lips. 'She is so cute…' "There is something going on between us and we can't ignore it. Not if you are going to be getting jealous and—"

Brooke scoffed. "—I so did not get jealous!"

"You so did!" Haley countered. She couldn't believe she was trying to deny it.

A shy smile formed on her lips, her dimples caving in as she cast her hazel eyes away from Haley. "Okay, maybe just a little. But you were totally all over him and flirting and stuff, of course I got jealous!" She defended.

"I was not!"

Brooke gave her a disbelieving look.

"Brooke, he did well on his test and I was congratulating him, that's all." She was growing frustrated with the accusations. Haley was not interested in Nathan. He was a sweet boy and maybe if she did not already have feelings for the other woman she would be interested, but she wasn't.

"Maybe that was all it was to you, but that's definitely not all that it was to him."

Haley furrowed her brows and shook her head, she did not believe her.

"Don't give me that look tutorgirl! He sniffed your hair for Christ's sake! Plus he was acting all like super-pervy. I just didn't like it." Brooke grumbled out angrily, her stomach twisting at the memory. She did not like Nathan touching the tutor. She didn't want anyone to touch her. 'No one but me.'

"Why?" Haley asked curiously.

"What?" The random question confused her.

"Why didn't you like it?" She specified. "Because I think that is what we need to talk about."

Brooke pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and chewed on it as she stared down at their linked hands. She loved the way that Haley's hand fit in hers, the way that her skin felt; she did not want to scare her away. Finally, she decided to just explain to her how she felt. It was better to be honest then to pretend like it didn't mean anything.

"I guess cause I kind of like you, and I don't want him touching you or thinking those filthy thoughts that I know he was thinking." Her face contorted in disgust at the thought. "But, I mean, I know that you probably really like him and this is super-creepy and you don't want—" She paused mid-sentence when Haley started laughing. "—What are you laughing at?" She raised a brow at her.

"You." She laughed louder.

"Thanks! Way to make a girl feel secure when she is telling you that she has feelings for you. Jeeze, no wonder you've never been kissed by anyone. You're a hard woman to please, Haley Bob." Brooke teased, using the name that Rachel had revealed during the game of truth or dare at the party.

Haley looked mortified when she heard the other woman use her full name. "Don't you dare call me that, Brooke! And I have too been kissed, by you, remember?"

"That doesn't count."

Haley suddenly grew serious as she leant forward a bit and stared into hazel eyes. She wanted Brooke to know that she meant what she was saying. "What if I want it to count?"

Brooke stared down at the tutor's perfect lips for a moment before looking back into her eyes. Her heart was racing and her skin was suddenly extremely hot. She did not know what Haley meant by that. "What do you mean?"

"I mean…" She paused, leaning in further. "What if I wanted that kiss to count as my first? What if I wanted to try and be with you and see where this goes?"

"Really?" Brooke asked, her hazel eyes shimmering with tears. She had not been expecting Haley to want a relationship with her. She had expected to be slapped, yelled at, pretty much anything else, but not this.

"Really." Haley assured.

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Authors Note:

I know that this chapter was full of Rebekoline goodness. Sort of like the episode last week of Vampire Diaries was full of Rebekah goodness… my poor baby. :( Anyhow, I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter. The next chapter will be a very long one. Probably around 10,000 words, so I would love some wonderful reviews to encourage me to start it! The next chapter will also be the turning point for all of the couples.

Please do tell me what y'all thought of this chapter and if you leave me enough reviews I promise to start on the next chapter and have it up this weekend! :)

Thank you all for reading! You guys are perfect!

-Tracy Cook