Say You'll Be Mine @queendiannaagron
Chapter 4

AN: Towards the end of this chapter I switch to Quinn's point of view and then back to Rachel's as there was one scene that was impossible to do from Rachel's POV, I did make it clear when it changes.

New story coming Sunday! I will be uploading both the prologue and chapter 1 this week and then one chapter every Sunday :)

It's called The Story About Quinn, it was a request and is loosely linked to The Family (which is one of my favourite films ever). I'm very excited about it and if you haven't seen The Family, I highly recommend it (slightly violent but still amazing), however if you don't mind petite spoilers then you can still read my story.

Anyway, pretty sure this is the longest chapter yet and there's a lovely cliff-hanger, so enjoy :D

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Chapter 4

Quinn avoided me for the rest of the afternoon, she even skips glee even though we were supposed to be performing our Britney song today. We hadn't even rehearsed it together, she'd sent me the arrangement last night but we hadn't had time to meet up since we were… otherwise engaged at lunch.

I walk home defeated, dragging my feet the majority of the way until I finally reach my house and push the door open, not noticing the car parked across the road.

Sighing, I drop my bag in the hall before making my way upstairs and opening my bedroom door.


My feet leave the ground with the shock and I turn to find a smirking Quinn sat on my bed.

"Jeez…" I utter, clutching at my chest as my heartrate begins to slow. "Did you break into my house?"

"Technically? Yes. But it's your own fault for leaving your window unlocked." She laughs, gesturing over her shoulder to the ajar window.

"You climbed up the side of my house?"

"I used the tree." She shrugged. "I snuck in and out of Santana's house all the time and noticed the branch leading right up to your window last time I was here."

I frown. "Why were you sneaking into Santana's?"

"My parents had figured out her sexuality from quite early on and refused to let me see her." Quinn laughs. "No need to get jealous."

"I'm not jealous." I pout. "Anyway why didn't you just wait till I got home?"

"Then I'd miss the look on your face when I scared you, and where's the fun in that? Plus it's not my fault you clearly didn't see my car outside."

"You're officially insane." I comment. "First you basically jump on me, then avoid me, then break into my house."

"Are you not happy to see me?" She asks coyly, standing up and walking towards me.

She doesn't stop moving, forcing me to walk backwards until my back hits the wall.

"Quinn, I told you, you need to make a decision. I'm not just going to be waiting around for every time you want a decent kiss."

She raises her right eyebrow. "Are you implying that Finn's kisses aren't decent?"

"Yes I am actually. I've seen your face when you're kissing him, and after you've kissed me. There's a difference in the expression."

"Why are you watching me kiss him?"

"It's not intentional, you just always seem to be kissing," I poke, trying to push her away from me but she doesn't budge, placing an arm against the wall either side of me. "I'm serious, choose me and you'll get me but until then I'm officially closed for business."

"And you call me insane, who says that they're 'closed for business'?" The blonde teases.

As she's momentarily distracted I duck under her left arm and try to move away from her but she catches me around the waist and pins me back against the wall.

"You need to chill out." She laughs.

"You need to choose." I reiterate.

Quinn chuckles and I feel the vibrations against my stomach. "I thought you were smarter that this new girl."

She takes in my confused expression and sighs.

"I broke into your house." She whispers directly into my ear. "You work out who I've chosen."

Before I can respond, her lips are on mine and I feel the air being sucked out of my lungs from the passion. I let all my questions disappear from my mind and return the kiss, feeling Quinn smile.

As she runs her tongue along my bottom lip, I automatically part my lips and at the same time as our tongues meet she starts running her hands up and down my sides.

The lust takes over me and I push against her, moving her backwards through my bedroom until the backs of her knees hit my bed and she topples over, pulling me with her. I straddle her waist and finally pull away from the kiss only to attack the blonde's neck with kisses and gentle bites, enjoying the gasps of pleasure she releases.

Quinn slips her hands under the hem of my t-shirt and up my back, raking her nails along the hot skin. She moves them back and forth for a while, getting higher each time until she finally reaches my bra strap then I feel her hesitate before slowly moving her hands around my sides, looking for a sign from me telling her if I want her to stop. I move my head away from her neck so I can look into her eyes as her hands lightly cup my breasts through my bra.

I grin down at her and she returns my smile, looking deep into my eyes.

"I choose you new girl." Quinn whispers.

"Sorry, I'm not that interested." I tease, pushing myself off her.

"Oh no you don't." She laughs, catching me and rolling us over so she's pinning me to the mattress. "I did not just break off a two-year relationship for you to reject me."

"You actually broke up with him?"

"That I did." The cheerleader beams, leaning down to briefly press a kiss against my lips.

"What did you say? How did he take it?"

She sighs, shifting to lie next to me. "I told him that I've felt more things for you in a couple of weeks than I have for him throughout our whole relationship. He didn't take it well, he stormed out, after kicking over a few chairs so there may be some backlash tomorrow."

I pull her hair out of the high pony and begin running my fingers through the golden locks as she rests her head on my chest.

"I can tell things are going to be different with you though." She adds. "Even just by you doing that to my hair, Finn never gave me affection like this, sometimes I had to beg him to just cuddle and even then he'd just use the closeness to try to feel me up."

"You mean like you were doing a few minutes ago?" I tease.

"That's different, we weren't just cuddling, we were making out."

"So if I want to return the favour, now isn't a good time?"

"Hmm." She ponders. "I suppose we can cuddle after your dads get home."

Again she doesn't give me a chance to respond and rolls onto me, immediately latching her mouth onto mine and forcing her tongue in between my lips.

Once the shock of her action wears off I remember what she's expecting me to do so copy her earlier action and move my hands under her Cheerios top.

Just as my fingertips graze the bottom of her bra, a voice calls out from the hallway.

"Is our favourite cheerleader here?!"

I manage to pull my hands out from under her shirt but Quinn isn't quick enough to roll off me as both my fathers enter the room.

"Oh." My dad says, startled. "Sorry."

The blonde looks down at me before jumping up.

"Hi, I'm Quinn Fabray." She announces, causing my dads and me to frown. "Yes I know we've met before, but you met me as Quinn, not as a Fabray and by the looks on your faces, you've heard of my father."

I sit up to see my parents exchange a look.

"However," Quinn continues, undeterred. "I can assure you I am nothing like that tyrant and I would like you're permission to date your daughter."

"I… um…" Pop stutters. "I thought you had a boyfriend, the Quarterback?"

"I did, but Rachel…" She pauses to look over her shoulder at me, her eyes sparkling. "She had other ideas and she's very persuasive."

"So… right… um."

"I think what LeRoy is trying to say is, although we have some doubts about your father, you of course have our permission. Now, please stay for dinner so we can discuss some… rules." Dad smiles before dragging Pop out of my room, leaving the door open slightly.

Quinn turns to me with a grin on her face, the twinkle still in her eyes.

"So, say you'll be mine?"

"Hey that's my line." I giggle, moving off the bed to stand in front of her. "But yes, I'll be yours."

"Rule number one." Dad starts, causing me roll my eyes. "There are no rules."

Quinn and I share a confused glance.

"What?" I question.

"Let's be real, you're both 17, you're practically adults now we can trust you to make your own decisions. Plus we're fully aware you'd ignore any rules we set anyway. Just try to avoid… intimacy while we're home." Pop reasons.

I peer over at a grinning Quinn.

"Deal." We chorus.

"Do you think your dad will be a problem?" Dad asks the blonde.

"I hope not, he isn't really in my life anymore as he cheated on my mom while I was pregnant."

"Um, pregnant?"

"Oh right, yeah I made a mistake last year, sleeping with a boy whilst drunk and my parents kicked me out. Mom found out he'd been cheating and re-evaluated my error, so took me back in right before I went into labour. It's a risk that she won't accept Rachel and make me leave again." She turns to look at me. "But honestly, I don't care anymore, I've been homeless once and didn't have anyone, all I had was a boyfriend who I was lying to, but now I have you."

"Well we do have a guest bedroom if the worst does happen." Dad responds.

"You'd let me stay here?" Quinn asks, turning to face him with wide eyes.

"Of course, I know what it's like to have disapproving parents and don't want to know you're struggling when there's something we can do to change that."

"Thank you." The cheerleader responds, tears in her eyes. "It's nice to know someone's looking out for me."

"So what's the plan for school tomorrow?" I ask Quinn as I walk her to her car that evening.

"Well, I don't really want to have to hide this, but we're going to get a lot of hate." She muses. "It'll totally be worth it though."

I can't stop my grin. "Meaning?"

"Meaning, we walk into school, hand in hand and deal with all the shit together okay?"

"Okay." I agree. "Only if you kiss me at my locker."

"That I can do."


"I promise." The blonde laughs, pulling me into a tight hug that I never want to be released from.

The next morning I open my front door and run through the rain towards Quinn's awaiting car.

"Hey hey gorgeous." She greets with a smile. "Digging the wet hair look."

"Yeah because I totally did it on purpose." I laugh.

"Well you're beautiful regardless."

I feel myself go red as she studies my face.

"Point proven, even while blushing you're stunning."

"It's a blessing and a curse." I giggle, playing along. "But even if I try really hard, I'll never be as beautiful as you."

The blonde just beams at me and starts her engine.

I fiddle with her radio until I find a station I like and we sing along at the tops of our voices until she pulls up into the school carpark.

Quinn turns to face me. "Are you ready for this?"

"No." I admit, sighing deeply.

"Still want to do it?"

I look deep into her hazel eyes and see the worry in them. I smile softly and briefly cup her cheek, feeling her lean into my touch.

"I do, it'll be difficult but I can't hide you. I don't want to hide you."


"Are you ready?" I ask, ignoring her remark.

"As I'll ever be. It's really only Finn that I'm worried about." She replies with a weak smile.

"Just remember, as long as we're doing it together, it won't seem so hard."

"How can you be so cheesy yet a vegan?" Quinn jokes.

"If you think that's cheesy, prepare yourself for when I'm actually trying."

"Hmm, can't wait."

I'm suddenly overwhelmed with the desire to kiss her, I bite my lip before remembering that I can just lean over and kiss her. I brush my lips against hers but reluctantly pull away a few seconds later.

"If we carry that on I'm not going to want to leave this car." I joke.

"Plus I think those guys over there spotted us." Quinn adds.

I blush as I look up to see a group of five guys standing by the school entrance, watching us.

"We need to invest in tinted windows." I laugh.

"Maybe so. But I'm definitely looking forward to the day when I can kiss you and not worry about the looks." The blonde confesses.

"Me too."

"Until then I guess I'll just have to kiss you and ignore the looks." She adds, leaning over to plant a peck on my cheek.

"Well talking of kissing I do believe I was promised a kiss at my locker and need to visit it before first period so, shall we?"

"We shall." She giggles.

Thankfully the rain has slowed so Quinn jumps out of her car and waits for me to reach her, holding out her hands. I smile as I interlace my fingers with hers.

The car park has emptied by now so we have some time to brace ourselves until we reach the large double doors that I first entered nearly three weeks ago. The only difference this time is that I didn't have to secretly stare at the blonde, I could just turn my head. Plus I was wearing slightly more fashionable clothes, I didn't want Quinn to have to deal with the added backlash of dating someone who wears animal sweaters.

I can feel several pairs of eyes on us, in fact it seems like most of the busy corridor is staring. I hear whispers, along with a few wolf whistles from the boys who saw us kissing in the car, but I ignore them all and keep moving forward.

Once we reach my locker, Quinn leans sideways against the one next to mine.

"Stop it." I laugh after a short while.

"Stop what?" She asks innocently.

"Staring at me."

"What? I'm not allowed to admire my girlfriend?"

I whip my head to the side to face the blonde. "Your what now?"

"Um… my girlfriend? Is that not what you are?"

"I mean, you haven't really asked…" I tease.

"I asked if you'll be mine."

"That's different."


"Um…" I stammer. "Shut up."

She takes a step closer, laughing. "Do you want me to ask?"

"I might." I reply, turning my whole body to face her and instinctively placing my hands on her hips.

I'm aware of all the people watching us but ignore them once more and simply focus on the sparkling hazel eyes staring into mine.

"Rachel Berry, will you…"

"Yes." I interrupt.

"Can I finish the question?"

"No, kiss me."

"Not until I ask you properly."

I pout and she presses her body fully against mine, causing the pout to fall from my lips.

"Will you be…"


"Rachel." The cheerleader warns. "Let me finish. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"No." I giggle, trying to pull away from her, turning around.

She catches me around the waist and pulls me back into her, pressing herself against my back.

"Listen to me." She husks into my ear. "You're my girlfriend now okay?"

I spin back around in her arms and wrap my own arms around her neck.

"So possessive but okay." I smile. "Now will you kiss me?"

"A promise is a promise." Quinn shrugs.

I watch as she licks her lips but then something behind me catches her attention and she quickly turns and walks away. I feel the cold against me in contrast to the heat that radiated from Quinn's body and frown.

I glance over my shoulder and see Finn standing a few feet away, his eyes on the back of Quinn's head as she disappears down the corridor, before his gaze shifts and meets mine. I steel myself as he moves towards me.



"I'm getting her back."

"Good luck with that." I comment, slamming my locker shut as I turn and walk away, making sure to keep my head held high and put an extra little strut in my walk, swaying my hips just enough to make it noticeable.

"So…" I begin, coming up behind Quinn at her locker at the start of lunch.

"I'm so sorry. I just freaked when I saw him and I couldn't kiss you in front of him it didn't seem right." She sighs, resting her forehead against her locker door.

"No that's fine I get it. I know how much it sucked to watch the two of you, and knowing you dumped him for me must make it a hundred times worse for him." I say, running a comforting hand up and down her back.

She smiles at me half-heartedly as she straightens before closing her locker and leaning her back against it.

"I did want to kiss you though." The blonde smirks. "Show all those staring idiots what happiness looks like."

I grin. "Well, what are we waiting for?"

I move to stand in front of her and she places her hands on my waist. I lift my chin expectantly and she slowly lowers her head until our lips are just millimetres apart.

"Get a room." Someone comments, causing Quinn's head to shoot up again.

I release a grunt of frustration as I turn to find Santana leaning against the wall opposite us.

"Congrats Berry." She continues, not meeting my eyes. "Must be nice not having to go through this alone."

"Shit." I mutter as Santana struts away.

"What was that all about?" Quinn asks.

"I… I'll tell you later I have to go talk to her." I say hurriedly as I move to follow the Latina down the hall.

"Santana wait." I call but she carries on moving.

"Just making your way through the whole cheerleading squad?" A voice asks.

"Shut it Puckerman." I spit as I pass him.

I catch up to Santana when a group of jocks block her path.

"What do you want Berry?"

"To apologise, it just kind of happened with Quinn. I still want to help you."

She crosses her arms and rolls her eyes. "I don't need your help, I'm fine."

"You may be fine, but that doesn't mean you're happy." I comment. "Look I'll talk to Brittany, maybe if she sees how things have worked out for me she'll be less scared."

"She's not the one who's scared." The brunette mumbles.

"Oh." I utter, finally catching on to the problem. "Well I know it's easier said than done but you just need to rip the band-aid off. Try coming out to just a few people, maybe the Glee club, you know how accepting they were of Kurt."

"Yeah, maybe. Thanks." She adds quietly before rushing off.

That afternoon in glee marks the first time I almost lose my concentration whilst performing. As Quinn and I finally sing 'Oops I Did It Again' I can't keep my eyes off her, or more specifically, her hips. As we launch into the final chorus, our voices harmonizing perfectly, I manage to tear my gaze away.

"Oops, I did it again,
I played with your heart, got lost in the game..
Oh baby, baby.
Oops, you think I'm in love,
That I'm sent from above,
I'm not that innocent."

As soon as we finish the last note, Quinn's eyes lock onto mine and I'm sure the sexual chemistry is obvious to anyone in a ten-mile radius.

"Thank you girls." Mr Schue announces, pulling us out of our trance so we move to sit at the back of the room. "Santana you wanted to say something?"

The Latina makes eye contact with me before moving to the front of the room so I wrench my attention away from Quinn to give Santana my support.

"Yeah basically, I just wanted to play off of the courage that Q and Berry have been giving off today and join them in their little 'coming out party'."

I glance around the room and see several people sharing confused looks.

"Britt…" Santana continues, turning to face the blonde directly. "I love you, and I'm sick of hiding it."

Brittany nervously glances at Artie before jumping up and pulling Santana out of the room. Quinn and I instinctively follow.

"San…" We hear Brittany start as we exit the choir room. "I love you too but Artie…"

"Artie? What about him?" Santana spits.

"I love him too."

"Well choose."

"I… how?" Brittany stutters.

"If I may, seeing as I've been in a similar situation." Quinn begins, taking my hand. "Just close your eyes, and whoever you see first, that's who you should choose."

"O…okay." The dancer hesitates.

Brittany takes a deep breath and then closes her eyes. A few moments later she opens them again.

"Who did you see?" Santana asks, and I've never seen her look so excited.

"I saw… I saw you."

The grin grows on the Latina's face and she moves to Brittany, who just steps back.

"But, I need to respect Artie's feelings. I'll break up with him properly but even then, I won't go straight to you."

I feel Quinn drop my hand but don't question it.

"Why not?" The Latina whines.

"We'll leave you guys to it." I say, but I turn to find that Quinn has already left.

"Quinn?" I shout down the empty hallway but nobody responds.


I don't know where I'm going. I barely remember leaving Rachel in the school corridor and I feel like I've been walking for over an hour. Maybe I have. At this point my feet are just moving of their own accord. However, as soon as I turn the next corner I figure out where I am. I walk up the path and knock on the door, hoping they're home from glee already.


"Hi." I blush, nervously running my hand over the back of my neck. "Can we talk?"

"Sure, do you want to come in?"

I nod, following the guy into the house I know all too well. He starts to head upstairs but I stop him with a hand on his arm.

"Um, sorry Finn, I was thinking we could just talk in the lounge."

"Oh, alright." He shrugs, following me into his sitting room. "So what did you want to talk about? Are you coming back to me?"

I sigh. "No, I'm in a relationship already and you know that."

"That's not a relationship." The quarterback huffs angrily. "How can you say you like her more than me? She's a girl, you're straight."

"Firstly, I'm not straight, I'm bisexual you just never bothered to ask. Also, I like her more because she actually cares about me."

"I… I care."

"How can you go from not knowing my sexuality to saying that you care about me?" I laugh.

"Quinn, I love you."

"I… I love you too Finn."

The boy smiles broadly and moves to kiss me but I shift backwards, rolling my eyes. His expression changes to confusion.

"I do love you." I repeat. "But I'm not in love with you."

"Are you in love with Rachel?" He asks, the hurt audible in his voice.

"No, but I feel like I could be. In the future."

He looks down at the hands in his lap and plays with his own fingers.

"Finn… what I came to say is I'm sorry. I did it all the wrong way but I can't help the way that I feel. I really like Rachel and want to see where it goes with her, but I can't do it if you're going to be moping around giving me sad eyes every time I'm with her. I know it will hurt you, it would hurt me too and after what happened with Puck last year I swore I'd never hurt you again but somethings just can't be helped. Everything happens for a reason."

I study my ex-boyfriend as he processes everything I've said and deliberates what to say next.

"Alright." He sighs. "I don't promise I'll be happy but I will try to be considerate."

"Thank you Finn." I smile. "I hope one day you will be happy again, you deserve that, someone who can love you unconditionally, it just won't be me. Now, if you don't mind, I have someone else to apologise to."


I close my laptop and throw it onto the bed beside me as I get up to answer the doorbell.

I open the door to find someone standing on my porch, their face covered with a large bouquet of roses.


The flowers lower to reveal an apologetic looking Quinn, she had changed out of her uniform as was wearing jeans and a hoodie, yet she'd never looked more beautiful. Her hair was loose, resting perfectly over her left shoulder.

"Hey." She smiles sheepishly.

I step aside to let the blonde enter, taking the roses from her and heading into the kitchen, leaving her to shut the door and follow me.

I can feel her watching me as I pour some water into a vase for the flowers. Turning, I find her leaning against the doorframe but as soon as I meet her gaze she lowers her eyes to stare at the floor.

"At least tell me why you ran off." I say, breaking the silence.

"I'm sorry Rachel. It's just, when Britt said that thing about respecting Artie's feelings I realised I hadn't been respecting Finn's, so I went to see him."

"Oh." I comment, trying to hide my jealousy.

"To apologise." Quinn finishes, finally looking back up at me.

She then fills me in on everything she said to Finn, and everything he said in return until I can't hold it off any longer and close the gap between us, pressing my lips against hers.

I take the opportunity to run my fingers through her choppy blonde locks and she gasps slightly at the action.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for that kiss." I admit as we pull apart for breath. "Also, I love your hair loose, you should wear it like this more often, outside of school obviously."

"Roger that, but regarding the kiss I'm guessing you've been waiting since before first period?" She questions.

"Mmm, something like that, maybe longer." I blush.

"Well we can make up for that now."

Just as she begins to lead me to the hall and up the stairs, my front door opens and I very nearly swear as my dad comes home from work.

"Is it really 5 already?" Quinn whispers to me.

"Well you did take a detour on your way here." I quip.

"Hey, I apologised okay?"

"Yeah I was just teasing, I'm actually glad you cleared things up with Finn."

"Who's Finn?" Dad asks, joining the conversation.

"Her ex." I explain. "Anyway, we we're just heading upstairs."

"Please respect the fact you aren't home alone Rachel."

"Ugh, Dad, just… stop." I say, stomping up the stairs in a huff, causing Quinn to giggle as she follows.

The blonde shuts my bedroom door behind us and immediately spins us around so I'm pinned against the door.

As I'm about to say something, she kisses me deeply, her tongue slipping into my mouth with ease and it takes me a moment before I manage to return the kiss, swallowing the moan Quinn releases. She moves her mouth along my jaw then down my neck, planting kisses as she goes. I run my hands up the back of her hoodie, craving skin on skin contact.

Suddenly the cheerleader bites down on my pulse point causing me to dig my nails into her back and we both hiss at the pleasureful pain.

"God you're so addictive." She husks against my neck, before pulling her head back to stare into my eyes. "Where have you been all my life?"

"Everywhere except where I was supposed to be." I answer cryptically.

"And where were you supposed to be?"

"Right here, right now, with you."

A grin spreads across Quinn's face and she leans in to kiss me again. As soon as our lips are about to meet there's a knock on the door that I'm still leaning against.

"Yes?" I call, staying centimetres away from the blonde in front of me.

"There's someone at the door." My dad responds.

"I know, it's you." I laugh.

"The front door, smarty pants."

I give Quinn a quick peck for her patience.

"Why is everyone always interrupting our kisses?" The blonde pouts adorably.

"Hmm, it's it technically an interruption if we hadn't started the kiss?" I tease. "But yes it's annoying, however as soon as I'm back, there's nothing keeping me from those lips."

She grins again and moves to sit on my bed.

"You probably don't have to stay up here by the way, I'm sure it's no one important."

"Any excuse to spend time with you." She replies, standing again and following me downstairs.

When we reach the bottom of the stairs I find a woman stood there, waiting.

"Hello?" I say, announcing our arrival.

The woman slowly turns and there's something familiar about her face that I can't place.

"Hi…" She starts but then I hear Quinn gasp behind me.



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