Knocked Up

Chapter 7

Quinn was the first to wake up the next morning. When she opened her eyes, it was dark. Well some sun was shining through the window, but other than that it was dark. Quinn had to take in her surroundings. She almost didn't know where she was until she saw the oversized picture of a Jonas Brothers poster on the ceiling, she realized she was in Puck's room. Puck had some strange obsession with the Jonas Brothers. It was weird.

She tried to open up her eyes more, but she had a raging headache.

"Ugh, I'm never drinking again." Quinn mumbled

She tried to sit up, but she felt something heavy and warm on her chest. She looked down and saw a mess of brunette hair covering her chest, but she couldn't see the girls face.

She then notice something strange. The room smelt of strawberries, vanilla, and...sex. Holy crap, Quinn had sex last night. The first thing that ran throw Quinn's mind was, 'Nice, I got laid last night.'

Quinn tried to remember who it was that she might have had sex with. 'Must have been that hot redhead cheerio who kept trying to get my attention.' Quinn thought, but she knew that wasn't possible, person who she slept with was a brunette. 'Oh dear god, please don't be Santana.' Quinn thought in fear.

She tried to remember last night. All that came to mind was drinking, stripping, drooling and lots and lots of grinding and screaming. How did any of these things go together, she did not know. She tried to think more, but her head was hurting way to much. Quinn rubbed her temple with her hand that wasn't trapped under the brunette.

As she rubbed her temple, a thought came to Quinn. Brunette, tiny, very good vocal cords while screaming, boyfriend...Oh no.

Quinn looked back down at the brunette hair spread out over her chest. Quinn moved the hair so she could see the girl's face. After removing the hair, last night came flashing back to Quinn. Oh shit...I had sex with Rachel.

"Oh my god, I had sex with Rachel." Quinn said out loud.

Quinn laid in the bed of awhile, trying to really think things through. She started to remember everything from last night. The kissing, Rachel giving Quinn a blow job, Quinn going down on Rachel, Rachel screaming Quinn's name and vice versa, and Rachel cursing like a sailor.

'Whoa.' Quinn tried to move out of the bed, but she move to fast and caused herself to get a major headache.

"Fuck! I am never drinking again."

Quinn tried to move again, slower this time, but when she couldn't move, she saw that Rachel had just about her whole draped body over Quinn's.

Quinn stayed still for awhile, hoping Rachel may roll off her so she could move out of the bed and leave. Yeah, Quinn knew it was wrong to have sex with the girl and then leave the next morning, but she thought it would be really awkward later, and she was a little to hung over to deal with that.

When she saw that Rachel wasn't waking up anytime soon, Quinn tried to ease out from under her. As Quinn was almost fully from under Rachel, she felt the heaviness move from chest to her left leg. Quinn looked down and saw that Rachel was practically hugging Quinn's leg.

"Oh come, on." Quinn whispered. Quinn tried to think of a way to move her leg from under Rachel without waking her up. Quinn tried pulling her leg softly, thinking that maybe it would get Rachel to roll over a little so she could move, but Rachel wasn't budging. "Oh you've got to be kidding me."

Quinn tried to move again, but it just seemed to make Rachel move further into her than away. Quinn kept pulling, but nothing. Then Quinn thought she might as well just snatch her leg from under Rachel. What's the worst that could happen? Rachel waking up? That didn't seem like it would happen anytime soon. Rachel looked like she was dead to the world. Nothing was going to wake her up. She must have really tired her out last night. Quinn mentally smirk at that thought.