Habits

Hazel

Pairing: Quinn/Rachel

When was it, that the hazel eyes I've known since the 6th grade, started to catch my attention more often? When did the owner of those same hazel eyes begin to possess the ability to make my knees go weak, my heart melt, and all my walls go down? It seems like an impossible question to answer, in truth, it has no answer.

There is no telling when I fell for her, for the pain behind those hazel eyes. There's no answer as to when I began wanting to learn her every flaw and wanting her to love me back more than anything in the world.

There's no answer, because it just.. Happened. It happened abruptly and startled even myself. The girl with the hazel eyes had complete control over me in the blink of an eye.

The first time I realized, was soon after she and Finn broke up.

"I love you, Rach." Finn had said, about to hug me. I caught a glimpse of her behind us. She hadn't looked angry. Just.. Sad. Sad, and conflicted and it seemed like she was in pain.

When Finn kissed me, I suddenly wished it was her. I wished I was kissing her, and making all her pain go away. It was the sudden thought that startled me and made me pull away from Finn.

I made up a lame excuse about needing to go to the bathroom and, Finn being Finn, believed me.

I had avoided him for the rest of the day.

But, that still wasn't an answer. Even through the layers of shock, I felt something familiar in that moment. In that feeling of longing for her arms wrapped around me. Oh, those hazel eyes have owned me for much longer than just sophomore year.

The second time i startled myself with thoughts of her, was less shocking.

Our teacher allowed us to sit wherever we wanted in History class, so of course she moved to sit with Brittany and Santana. But, she was sitting with her back to the front of the room. I was so glad that I decided to sit closer to the back of the room that day because she happened to be facing me.

Instead of focusing on my work, like I should've been, I was noticing how her eyes were the kind of hazel that had more green in them. I saw how, when she started to get angry with Santana over something, the flecks of gold in the sea of green started to become more prominent

When her eyes met mine, I saw that she wasn't irritated, but looked confused. Her eyebrows were furrowed and she still had her small smile on from the joke Brittany had no doubt just made.

It was then that I snapped out of my haze and hastily grabbed my pencil to started scribbling down on my paper.

Over the years, I thought about her more often. It stopped scaring me in Junior year. I grew accustomed to wanting her to want me. It just felt right to want to be with her.

Finn was surprised at how much I noticed her. He looked shocked when I told him what corsage to get her. But it was all I could think about since the beginning of Junior year. Taking her to prom.

I learned to accept the fact that I loved her and there was nothing I could do about it.

We became closer through senior year. But, then she got hit. That car accident made me feel like my life was over. If she didn't make it, I was quite sure that I wouldn't either.

I sat by her bed for days while she was in a deep sleep, praying that she'd wake, that I'd see those hazel eyes once again. I almost lost hope. But then she woke up, and I had to leave. She would've had too many questions if she saw me.

And then she came to New York. Santana was with her, but she came nonetheless. She came to help me. And even though I was kind of insulted, I was feeling too much joy to care.

"Yo, Berry. Where's your bathroom. I needa piss." Santana asked.

She hit Santana on the arm but I just laughed.

"Alway so eloquent. It's right there." I pointed her in the right direction and she was off.

I sat next to her and hazel eyes were on me.

"Look, I know you think this role is good for you, Rach. But I don't think you should do it." She said softly.

I knew she was right. I was just stubborn. But then, my eyes went up to meet her. I saw the specks of gold in her eyes, but she wasn't angry. I saw her brows furrow in confusion at me looking at her eyes, but I didn't pay much mind to it.

Her eyes consumed me and suddenly, I was gone. Before I knew it, my lips were on hers and with almost no hesitation she was kissing back.

Her hand went to my hair and pulled me deeper. I never felt more wanted than in that moment. I suddenly didn't just want her to want me. I needed her to want me.

My relationship with Quinn Fabray begun the same way I fell in love with her. It just.. Happened.

The girl with the hazel eyes that were more green and had prominent flecks of gold when she was angry, was mine.

A/N: So. I actually have no idea where this came from. I was going through my notes on my phone and found one that only said "Hazel" and I decided to make this. I hope you enjoyed it though.