Habits

I Think You're Mistaken

Quinn was kind of confused, honestly. Mr. Schue walked into class and started talking about how for the next 2 weeks, every glee member would be seeing Ms. Pillsbury for an hour session every other day. Half the club on one day, the other half the next.

She honestly had no idea why, but she assumed it was because he sensed the tension between most of the glee members, mainly Finn and Puck, and Finn and Rachel, and Finn and Santana, and Finn and Quinn. Mostly Finn and everybody that doesn't have a problem voicing their opinions.

In all honesty, Quinn wasn't sure how big of a help Ms. Pillsbury would be to them.. Sure, she was a nice lady, but she seemed to have an array of problems herself. Quinn just wasn't sure if she was the best at helping other people if she couldn't even help herself. But, still, she was nice, so Quinn agreed. And it wouldn't hurt to have someone to talk to.

She was surprised when everybody agreed, actually. Even Lauren.

*

It was day one of counselling and the first half of the club was feeling more than a little nervous. Even if she wasn't the best counsellor, she had a way of getting your thoughts out of you.

"Hello, Quinn. Take a seat." The small lady said with a warm smile that seemed to relax Quinn.

"Hi."

"Hi. So, what would you like to talk about? I'm all ears. And I promise this is all confidential so-" that was all Quinn needed before she blurted out one of her best kept secrets.

"I'm in love with Rachel Berry." Her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth pressed into a firm line.

"W-wow. Okay, I'm glad you're able to be so open with me." Ms. Pillsbury said, slightly shocked. "A-and what do you say we do with this information?"

Quinn's eyes flew open. "You can't tell! You said this was confidential! I-"

"Quinn, please j-just calm down. I promise, it is confidential. I mean, what are we going to do to progress towards- actually. What is your goal? What do you want to gain from this?" She asked, Quinn felt like she underestimated the woman's counselling skills.

"I have absolutely no idea." She whispered.

"Okay. That's perfectly fine." The petite woman assured. "Let's talk about this then, for now. How long have you had feelings for her?"

"I'm not sure. I guess I started noticing it last year, maybe. But i feel like I had feelings for her for longer." Quinn shrugged.

"I- okay. I'm just wondering. Haven't you kind of been bullying Rachel? A lot?" Ms. Pillsbury asked, clearly afraid that Quinn would lash out.

The blonde only smiled, a sad smile. "Yeah.. I mean. I've never actually slushied her, but I guess it's easier to make fun of her than to admit that I like her. I don't anymore though." She promised.

"Well, that's a start." Ms. Pillsbury grinned.

"Y-You're not surprised by this?" Quinn asked, referring to her liking Rachel.

"Of course I am. I just don't see a point in spending so much time in shock when I can spend that time helping you. I mean, it's one of the only pairing the glee club hasn't had. I can see you two being together." The woman shrugged with a small smile that made Quinn smile too.

Ms. Pillsbury ruffled through her draws and Quinn knew what was coming.

'So.. You're in love with your former victim.' Was written in large black letters on the cover of the red pamphlet that was handed to Quinn.

"I'm sorry to say it, but the hour is up. I'll see you on Wednesday." The ginger lady apologized. Quinn took the pamphlet and nodded. With a quiet 'thanks' Quinn was gone.

*

On Tuesday, it was Rachel's turn to see Ms. Pillsbury. She had a strange feeling that she was about to be spilling some really deep feelings. The last time she talked to the counsellor was in sophomore year when she was dry heaving over the toilet. She had spilled about wanting to look like Quinn Fabray, and almost told her about her crush on her.

"Hi, Rachel. Please-"

"I'minlovewithQuinnFabray." Rachel rushed out as soon as she sat down. She clamped both of her hands over her mouth.

Ms. Pillsbury took a second, squinting, to comprehend what Rachel said. But, when she understood, she grinned.

Maybe I could just- No, students have to trust you. Confidentiality. Ms. Pillsbury reminded herself.

"Okay." The teacher said quietly. "And when did you start realizing these.. Feelings?"

"Freshman year, I think. Maybe sophomore." Rachel had absolutely no idea why she was even answering. She should be denying right now.

"Rachel, just remember, this is all confidential. It's just you and I." The counsellor reminded. She could tell that Rachel was holding back.

"I'm not really sure what to do. I'm almost 100% sure that I'm in love with her and it's scary because, well, it's Quinn Fabray and she's scary and McKinley is judgmental, even though Santana is out, I can see the looks and Santana is popular, imagine what would happen to me." Rachel rushed out without so much as a breath in between. She stopped and gasped for breath. Ms. Pillsbury was staring at her, wide-eyed and in shock.

"W-wow. Okay. But you don't, um, feeling any type of anger towards her for the way she treated you in the past?" The ginger woman asked for clarification.

"Well, I mean, I understand. I used to be really annoying, I probably still am, but she hasn't even said half of the mean things Santana has and I forgave her so." Rachel rambled.

"Alright. Well.." Ms. Pillsbury trailed off, rummaging through her drawers.

She soon produced a light blue pamphlet with 'So.. You're in love with your former tormentor' written in bold black letters on the cover.

Rachel took it and smiled. "The hour is up, Rachel. I'll see you on Thursday." The older lady said. Rachel thanked her and left the glass office.

*

Every other day, for two weeks, Rachel and Quinn visited Ms. Pillsbury. The topic of their discussions would normally be the other girl and the counsellor would talk to them about their feelings.

On Rachel's last day, the last day of the counselling sessions for the glee club, Ms. Pillsbury brought it upon herself to talk about Quinn.

"I think you should ask her out. I mean, the worst she could say is no, right?" The woman suggested.

Rachel blinked at her counsellor a few times.

"W-wait. What are you talking about?" The brunette asked, rather confused. "Haven't you been trying to help her and I come out to the school?.."

"Well, I believe you should ask her out before you come out, but you know." Ms. Pillsbury's smile faltered slightly when Rachel's expression didn't change.

"Ms. Pillsbury, I think you're mistaken. Quinn and I are already dating... We just haven't been able to, you know, come out. I thought you knew that. We both told you our feelings for each other so I assumed you figured it out." Rachel actually chuckled a little. "Well, this worked. It was nice talking, Ms. P." Rachel stood up and walked outside of the office. Ms. Pillsbury watched in shock as Quinn approached the girl and interlaced their fingers.

Wow, I'm so good that I don't even need to try. The teacher thought.

A/N: This is actually hella confusing lol. But anyway, made a happy ending in a change from the sad things I've been posting.