I just want you (Faberry)

Chapter 17

Rachel's POV
"Wow, Quinn... what was that for?"
We pull apart, breathless. We are still backstage and both laying on the ground, her on top of me. Boxes and pieces of set towered over us. She had pulled me here and 'attacked' me. But yes, I didn't mind this 'attack'.
"I couldn't not do it, Rachel. Hope you don't mind?" she laughs
"I don't, but I thought you said you were straight?" I air-quote straight.
"Ha! As if, Rachel. You really are gullible!"
"Then what are you Quinn? What are we?"
"I'm pretty sure I'm gay. And I'm pretty sure I want to kiss you again and again if it's going to be like that every time."
"Why now? I'm confused."
"You looked hot in that performance" she admitted, cooly.
"Oh wow. Thanks, but so did you. And I'm glad you kissed me just now."
"You're so awkward it's adorable, Berry"
"What are we then, Quinn? After all that?"
"I mean, I just want you, no one else. You're irreplaceable, Rachel Berry... But, I don't know."
"I only want you too!"
"Let's just see where this goes, okay?"
"Ok." I respond, quietly.

"GIRLS?" Mr Schue was calling for us. SHIT! i forgot we ran offstage. Great. We leap apart.
"Mr Schuester, sorry! Woman problems" Quinn whispered.
Looking uncomfortable, he said,
"Oh. No worries then. You killed that performance, by the way. Relax and come back before school starts"
"Ok. Thanks, Mr Schue." I say

As soon as he leaves, Quinn whispers in my ear.
"I can't resist you..."
And starts kissing me again.
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**BUZZ**
Dads: Rachel, where are you?!? Dinner is getting cold!
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"Sorry Quinn, I have to go, look.." I pull apart.
"Let me walk you, atleast?" She said
"Okay. Sure." I say, trying to act cool. But inside I'm bursting with happiness.
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"Are you two a thing?"
Quinn and I turn around. We had been walking home, hand-in-hand watching the sun set into purple, pink and yellow.
"W-Who are you?" I stammer.
"Meghan. Sophomore." she stretches out her hand. I take it and shake it.
"Anyway, are you two going out?"
"No. We are just friends" I answer this, as Quinn is practically frozen.
"Yeah. We were with Santana and Brittany and Mercedes but we live in the same direction" Quinn waved her hand around, pointing into nothingness.
"Hmm. Totally what it looked like" she paused. "Anyway, Diva and Clown, I hope you don't mind, I took a couple lg pictures. You just looked adorable, so did the sky. Anyway, later!" She said, smiling. She turned on her heel and 'sashayed' away.
"She seemed nice!" I say, when she's not in earshot.
"No. She's a stone-cold bitch and she's out to destroy me." Quinn lowered her voice. "Look, you and me, we are more than just friends. I'm...I'm super crazy about you. But-"
"You want me to hide it?" I suggest, nervously. Part of me was thrilled to finally have Quinn admit she's 'crazy about me' but another part was kind of disappointed. I did understand though. Everyone grows at different rates.
"...Yes. I feel awful about it but Rachel, I need you and me to be together" she says, stammering.
"That's fine." I smile.

We walk up to my door, Quinn does a safety look and gives me a kiss on the forehead. Her touch is so warm, giving me butterflies. I kiss her back.
"I'm just... so happy." she says, with a dopey grin on her face.
"I'm so happy too, Quinn." I hug her. I'm so lucky.
"Goodnight Rachel."
"Night Q."