A/N: Day 4. Future Quinntana. Enjoy.
Quinn's P.O.V.
Sometimes I wonder if I made the right choices in life. All choices, big and small...I'm just curious. Your life choices lead you to where you end up in life and this is where mine has landed me. In a bar, alone on a Friday night because my friends had to get back to their families. I'm only twenty-eight but everyone I know is married, engaged, pregnant or at least has one kid with their fiance, husband or wife and I'm just...here. I'm single, have been for a while and I have no kids. I know I'm still young but I'm getting closer to thirty, I thought I would be at least married or engaged by now.
This is why I question my life choices. Did I let the one slip right past me? Or is she still somewhere out there waiting for me? Is she younger? Is she older? Is she a girl I turned down or just never noticed? Or am I destined to be alone? Maybe I am one of those people who end up alone with an unnatural amount of animals...I don't want that to be my life but maybe it's just meant to be.
"Why the long face beautiful?" I hear from my right and I turn my head to see a red headed woman sitting next to me. She has light green eyes and a dimple in her right cheek. She's pretty tall with a skinny figure and she is pretty but I don't see her being my type. When I don't respond, she sends me a warm smile and extends her hand.
"Katie." She says. I take her hand and shake it softly.
"Quinn."
"That's a pretty name."
"Thank you." I say and she nods her head.
"Can I buy you a drink?" She asks. Why the hell not?
"Sure." I say and she calls the bartender over and orders me another Jack and Coke. The bartender goes to the other side of the bar to talk to a man with blonde hair, a full beard and glasses and Katie begins to talk again.
"So you never answered my question." She says.
"What question?" I ask as I put my glass up to my lips to take another sip. It's more than half empty which is why I let her buy my drink.
"Why the long face? You're way to beautiful to look so sad."
"I'm not sad. I was just thinking." I tell her.
"Penny for your thoughts?" I grip my glass with both hands and shrug my shoulders.
"Nothing much." I tell her.
"I don't feel like that's all. If you feel like venting to a stranger, I'm a great listener." She says as the bartender comes back and sits a glass down between us.
"That's sweet but I couldn't do that." I say and Katie shakes her head.
"It's fine, we all need to vent sometimes." She gives me that warm smile again and I feel my lips turning up against my will. Maybe she could be my type...maybe.
"How about we skip that and you tell me something about yourself." I say and her eyes seem to light up at my interest.
"Well... I-"
"You are probably one of the most boring people to have walked this earth." I hear from behind me. That voice is...to familiar. Before I turn my head I see a slim tan colored arm and hand move past me and grab the full glass. I watch as she picks up the glass and brings it to her lips then watch as her throat moves up and down as she swallows.
"Seriously Santana?" I say and she moves the glass from her lips.
"What? I was thirsty." She says with a shrug and sits the glass down.
"What are you doing here?" I ask out of genuine curiosity.
"It's a bar and I'm me." I roll my eyes and Santana looks at Katie then back to me.
"Let's make this exchange less awkward now that I'm here. You give Q your number and she'll call or text you sometime this week but right now, she's got some catching up to do with an old friend." Santana says to Katie. Katie smiles politely and nods then I give her my phone so that she can put her number in. She does so then says goodbye to us and walks away. Santana sits the seat previously occupied by Katie, with my drink and I take this opportunity to...examine her. She's casually dressed. A short, not too tight dress with a floral pattern, black heels with her hair down in curls.
"Seven years and you don't look any different." I tell her and she shrugs.
"That just means I'm still hot." I roll my eyes but chuckle softly.
"Same thing to you though. You look good." Santana says.
"Thanks."
"So you were seriously going to give that loser the time of day?" Santana asks as she sips her drink.
"She was nice." I say.
"She was lame. I watched her get up and go back to her table three times before coming over here then she comes over here and says 'why the long face beautiful?' come on, that's the best you could do?" She says and I roll my eyes.
"Why do you care if I talk to her or not?" She shrugs her shoulders.
"I don't but have some standards Q." I shake my head and laugh softly. Same old Santana.
"How do you not change in seven years?" I ask.
"A bitch can't change her colors. How have you gotten hotter in seven years?" She asks with a smirk on her lips.
"Still a flirt I see."
"I always flirt with purpose Q." She says before taking another sip of her drink.
"I'm glad you finally stopped being such a light weight."
"Blah blah." Santana chuckles and I shake my head.
I honestly don't know how Santana and I sat there for hours talking but...we did. I even gave her my number after I got out of the cab we shared. Santana stays fairly close. It's been so long since I've seen her. She virtually disappeared one day. After she and Brittany had broken up again, I heard she moved back to Lima but I didn't know what really happened. Santana told me that she did go home for a little then went to live with her grandmother in Colombia for a while before coming back to New York. Santana hasn't talked to anyone from school in years and I'm the first person she's run into.
I think I've given up on dating. I gave Katie a chance and there was nothing there. She was nice and sweet but I didn't feel a spark...I didn't feel anything. I'm coming to terms with being alone... I could always try to adopt or get a dog. I might even do invtro or something because I still want a kid. I don't really need someone else to do that. I turn the music up in my ears and continue my jog. Jogging has always been my favorite way to exercise because it's natural, running that is. I don't have a piece of equipment and I don't have to think. I can just run. As I turn a corner I see Santana jogging along with her ponytail swaying in the air. She's wearing black shorts and a black sports bra. I quicken my pace to catch up with her and when I do I tap her shoulder and she jumps slightly.
"Damn it Q!" She says as she pulls a headphone from her ear and I do the same.
"How else would I get your attention?" She rolls her eyes and we continue jogging.
"Are you stalking me now?" Now I roll my eyes.
"What would I gain from that?"
"Well if you would have stayed behind me you would have gotten to enjoy my ass."
"Whatever."
"How'd the date go with...whatever her name was?" Santana asks and I shrug.
"Nothing there." I say and she nods her head.
"Told you she was lame." Ugh she always has to say I told you so.
"I'm done with this conversation and dating." I say.
"Why dating?" She asks and I shrug.
"It's a lost cause, screw it." Santana shrugs and we continue our jog together. We jogged the way to my house and sat in my kitchen with some bottled water. I've been checking a few emails and but I keep feeling Santana's eyes on me.
"What are you looking at?" I ask.
"You." She responds and I raise my head to look at her.
"Why?" I ask her.
"Just thinking...It's a shame you're giving up on dating." She says and I furrow my eyebrows.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because now I don't know if I should ask you out or not." Ask me out?
"Like on a date?" I ask.
"What else is there? Yes a date."
"You want to date me?" I ask and Santana rolls her eyes.
"If you ask again I'll take it back." She says.
"Well...I did just give up dating." Santana raises an eyebrow.
"Are you turning me down?" She asks and I shrug.
"No, you're not doing that. I'll be back at seven, don't eat anything and look hot, like super hot." She says as she walks towards my door. She reaches for the knob then turns towards me.
"Oh and show some leg, I like that." She winks at me then walks out. What just happened?
That date went surprisingly well...like really really well and it lead to more dates that went really really well. Santana is...I can't believe I'm saying it but, she's amazing. I actually have feelings for her and I didn't see that coming. We aren't official yet... I don't think. We seem like a couple but we haven't talked about it. We're supposed to be getting coffee today so I'm going to ask her about it. I want to be with her and I hope this isn't just something casual. As I walk up to the coffee shop, I see Santana standing outside with some girl. They're really comfortable with each other though, like very affectionate. Is Santana dating someone other than me? The girl leaves as I walk up to Santana and tap her shoulder. She leans in to kiss me and I turn my head.
"What's wrong?" She asks and I shake my head.
"Let's get some coffee." I walk into the shop and go up to the counter to order. After we both have our stuff and sit down, Santana tries to hold my hand but I move it away.
"Okay, what's your deal?" She asks.
"Are you dating other people?" I ask. I don't want the answer but I have to know.
"You saw that girl didn't you?" She asks and I don't respond.
"Babe that was just a friend. I'm only with you."
"With me?" I ask and she nods her head.
"With you. Dating you, kissing you, fucking you. You're my girlfriend right?" I shrug.
"We haven't talked about being exclusive." Santana chuckles and takes my hand.
"I know. This is my way of asking you. So...you're my girlfriend right?" I shrug.
"I may need to think about it." Santana rolls her eyes but nods.
"Fine, I'll wait but we both know you're going to say yes."
"Why should I say yes?" I ask.
"Well, we're hot, I get you, I make you smile and laugh and I'm fun to be around. I want you and you want me and we both want this to happen...and I want a future with you...so say yes?" She asks and I give her a soft smile.
"You had me at we're hot." Santana kisses me and I cup her cheek in my hand as I kiss her back. Maybe this was finally the right choice.