My True Love

Chapter 11

Quinn's POV:

I give a small smile at Freya who's rubbing my back softly. "Don't worry, honey. Hope's coming back. She just needed some time. Andrew's bringing her back," she tells me with a smile and just as she said that the doors to the side of the house opens and in comes Mr. Johnson with Hope.

Automatically our eyes connect with each other and she gives me a tiny smile. "Sweetheart, are you okay?" Freya asks looking at Hope who nods.

"Yes, uh may I talk to you, Quinn? Alone," Hope announces looking at me with hope in her eyes.

Pun not intended though. "Uh sure," I respond standing up from my spot on the couch next to Freya.

"Hold up. Mikaelson, if you do that crap again then I'm gonna cut your nuts off with the razor blades I have hidden in my hair," Santana informs her and I thin my lips slightly as Hope stares at her with wide eyes while moving her hands to cover her front.

"Ok, I'm never gonna do that ever again, Santana. You have my word," She replies in a sincere tone of voice making my heart do flips slightly.

Santana raises an eyebrow and nods firmly then smiles innocently at me making me shake my head at her craziness.

Hope gestures with her head to the side and I follow her towards her art room where she shuts the door behind us.

I turn around facing her and she wrings her hands together nervously before sighing.

"I-I want to apologies for kissing you without your permission and that I ran out on you. It wasn't my intention to hurt you, Quinn," Hope explains walking closer to me where she's just inches apart from me.

I gulp slightly at how close she is. Her scent is intoxicating. "I-it's ok. It was in the moment and it probably meant nothing," I respond with a shrug even though my heart aches at that.

Her eyebrows furrow in concern and her hand softly cups my cheek. "Hey, it didn't mean nothing to me. Even if I didn't seem in control of myself, I still wanted too," she softly says looking into my eyes making my gaze soften and I glance down at her very kissable lips.

"What do you mean?" I quietly ask watching her eyes dart down a few seconds and she licked her lips slightly.

"I-I like you, Quinn. I mean what's not to like? You're a kind and caring girl. You don't care what anyone thinks of you. Anyone would be lucky to have you. It's just.....I. Shut up, Violet," she explains making my heart begin to race and I tilt my head in confusion when she snapped at Violet.

Hope grunts slightly before shaking her head, "sorry about that. Violet is just being pushy. I am scared."

   I frown slightly and softly grab her other hand to hold it in mine. "What are you scared of, Hope? I am not like Josie. I'm never gonna cheat on you. Is that what you're scared of?" I question in a soft tone and she swallows with a sad look.

  "It's uh one of the things, yes. But I am more scared that if we rush into an relationship then I might hurt you because what if I'm not ready and that's gonna hurt you. I won't be able to live with myself if I hurt you especially you," she explains in a soft tone and gently rubs her thumb over my cheek.

    I give a small smile, "I get it. What if we take things slow? I'll wait for you for however long you need me too because I like you too. You're worth it."

    Her eyes get a little glossy and she looks down with a shy smile. "I'm worth it," she whispers quietly making me smile softly at her and she looks back towards me, "I would like that. Thank you, Quinn for being so understanding."