Chris's Pov.
Well, I'm in New Haven right now, Yale, to be exact with Quinn to pick up her stuff, Santana is at work again with well some protests from me. I told her if something had happened, she had to call me. It was only an hour and a half drive, so yeah. That's a bonus.
"This place looks fancy, but are you sure everything will fit?" I asked Quinn since well she said we didn't need to rent a van but could just take my Mustang.
"Yes, I'm sure." Quinn says as I park the car. "If you say so." I state as I get out, but before I can even open her door, she already steps out. "I was gonna open it for you ."I mumble as I lock the car and walk over to her.
"Ow ?" Quinn says as she wraps her arms around my neck while mine move towards her hips. "Yes, because I wanna take care of you guys." I say before softly placing my lips against hers.
As she kisses me back, we well make out for about a minute before I slowly pull away. "Now Quinnie, let's go." I say as I grab the moving boxes and start following her towards her dorm.
Walking in, I start looking around the room, and soon, a girl comes into view. "Quinn." She squeels out before pulling the blonde into hug while I just raise my brow.
"Hey, Mia." Quinn says as she hugs the girl shortly back, and well, she doesn't sound that excited.
"How was it in Lima?" Mia asks Quinn, and well, I guess I'm invincible as I stand here with the boxes. "It was alright." Quinn states, and I raise my brow at the blonde.
"I thought it was more than alright." I state, and both heads move towards me . "You're Christopher Ford!" Mia yells and Jesus my ears. "Uhm hi?" I say, and Quinn releaes a chuckle at me. "I told you we were friends." Quinn says with a shake of her head as she grabs my arm and pulls me to what I think is her part of the room.
"I thought you lied." Mia says as I place the boxes on the bed. "I showed you pictures." Quinn states, and I see Mia give her a shurg. "Thought you were amazing at Photoshop."
"But why the boxes?" Mia asks, and well, Quinn, talk to your roommate. "I'm moving out." Quinn says as I walk towards the mirror at the desk and let a smile creep on my face as I see the pictures of us all at glee or even some of me and her. There's even one of her with Santana?!
"You're moving out!" Mia yells and I almost jump 7 feet into the air from the volume like Jesus fucking christ. "Yes, I'm going to continue my classes online." Quinn says, and I grab one of the pictures of the mirror.
"Cute." I say as I hand her the picture of me giving her a kiss on her cheek. "Where are you gonna go?" Mia asks. "New York." Quinn states with a shurg.
Hearing a knock on the open door soon, a guy who looks full of himself walks in, and I raise my brow.
"Hey Quinn, I've been looking for you." He say with this flirty smile, I wanna puch of his face. "Uhm hey Biff, I went home for the week." Quinn says as she briefly looks at him.
"So there's this new restau-," he starts, but I clear my troath, and he looks in my direction. "I didn't know you brought a friend." He says as he looks me up and down.
"Biff McIntosh." He says as he extends his hand, but I just raise my brow as I look at him. Like, uhm, stay away from my Quinnie.
"Like the appel?" I state and he gives me a smirk. "Yeah, exactly like it. My family planted the first Macintosh apple orchard in Pennsylvania. So, every time you have one of our apples, we get a nickel." He says, and I give him my own smirk.
"Christopher Ford, before you ask yes like the car brand, my family well started it." I say with my smirk as I wrap my arm around Quinn's shoulders.
"So baby, are you ready to start packing? I would like to go home." I say before pecking her lips. "You're moving?" Biff asks Quinn in disbelief.
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Glee X Maleoc
FanfictionChristopher Ford or how people know him Chris is the bastard son of William Clay Ford Jr., who right now is the executive chairman of Ford Motor Company. He and his mom have moved a lot, but there was always one place that felt like home. With his...
