So instead of leaving the last chapter on a cliffhanger and never looking back at it again(don't ever look back, don't ever look back. Sorry Teenage Dream just came out of my iTunes shuffle) I decided what the hell might as well write what happens afterwards. Surprisingly this was written at the sensible time of 1:30 pm so I have no excuse as to why it would be incoherent. But anyways...

Disclaimers: Do I look like I won Glee? Do I look like I own Adele's Chasing Pavements? No I don't so shut up.


'So how was Europe Mike?' Judy Fabray asked him as she bustled around in the kitchen.

Mike glanced at Quinn who sat across the island from him then back to Judy, 'It was okay. I didn't really see any sights. It was more interviews and performances.'

'That's too bad. I visited Europe when I was young. It was gorgeous.'

'Which countries did you visit?'

Judy set down a plate of ordeuvres in the middle of Quinn and Mike. 'Surprisingly, I didn't go to the places people usually expect. I believe I visited Hungary, Slovenia and Croatia.' Judy looked between Mike and her daughter. Sensing the tension between them she said, 'I'll leave you two to it.'

She left the room leaving Quinn and Mike with unresolved tension, two glasses of water and a plate of ordeuvres. They stared each other down and sipped their water quietly. The food in front of them remained untouched.

Quinn took her bottom lip in between her teeth thoughtfully. What did she really want to do with the mess her and Mike had made. She wasn't sure if she wanted him back as a boyfriend or as her brother.

'Why did you come home?' she asked quietly.

Mike looked up from staring at the water droplets on his glass. 'I came home for you.'

'Why would you do that? I ended us. Why would you give me the pleasure of you coming to see me?'

'Because I love you.'

'How do you love me?'

'What do you mean?'

'How do you love me? As a girlfriend or as a sister or as a friend?'

Mike looked down at the ice swimming in his water again. Thoughtfully, he took another sip and took an ice cube in his mouth. He let the cold cube rest on his hot tongue and melt. Crunching the last of its remains he looked up at Quinn again.

'I don't know anymore.'

Quinn hazel eyes continued to stare into Mike's chocolate brown. 'Neither am I.' she said, looking down at the counter.

'Is this really how you want to go out?'

Quinn gave Mike a confused look.

'We used to be the best of friends and eventually I found the courage and asked you out. Those were definitely some of the best moments of my life. After all this time, do you really want to go out like that?'

Quinn leaned forward and rested her elbows on the counter. 'I guess the long distance was too much.'

'Yeah.' Mike sighed, 'Who were we kidding? Very few long distance relationships actually work out, let alone teenaged long distance relationships. It's basically a death sentence. '

'I really, really don't want to lose you.' Quinn said before letting her head drop to rest on her forearms.

Mike stepped down from his stool and walked around the counter carefully to stand behind her. He hesitated before wrapping his arms around her fragile form and leaning his cheek against her back. 'You don't have to.'

They stood (well Quinn sat, Mike stood) in their backwards hug for a few minutes until Mike thought of something. Unraveling his arms from her he walked away from the kitchen.

Quinn lifted her head, scared that he had left her even after saying she didn't have to lose him. She saw him emerge from her living room, motioning with his hand that she should follow her.

She stepped off her stool and followed him into the living room. He stood in the middle of the room and she stood in front of him. He took the remote to the stereo and pressed play. As the first chords of the guitar drifted from the stereo, Mike opened his arms. Hesitantly she stepped into them. He wrapped his arms around her waist while her arms snaked around his neck. They began to sway in a circle.

Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements?

Even if it leads nowhere

Or would it be a waste even if I knew my place?

Should I leave it there?

Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements?

Even if it leads nowhere.

Quinn leaned her head to rest it in the crook of his neck. 'Should we give up?' she whispered.

'Shhh.' Mike replied tightening his grip on her.

Wait then as my heart drops

And my back begins to tingle

Finally could this be it

Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements?

Even if it leads nowhere

Or would it be a waste even if I knew my place?

Should I leave it there?

Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements?

Even if it leads nowhere.

Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements?

Even if it leads nowhere

Or would it be a waste even if I knew my place?

Should I leave it there?

Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements?

Even if it leads nowhere.

As the song finished, Mike reached for the remote that was one the arm of the couch. He turned the stereo off and continued to sway with Quinn softly and quietly.

'If that was supposed to help me make a decision, it didn't.' he breath was hot against Mike's neck.

'It wasn't supposed to. I just wanted to dance with you.'

He could feel her smile in the crook of his neck.

'Can I tell you what I think we should do?'

Quinn nodded.

'I think we should get used to being friends again before we dive back into a relationship. I'm pretty sure that my dancing career with that crew is over so I have to get used to life as an average seventeen year old again. Maybe, once we're back to the way we used to be, we could take another shot.'

Quinn looked up at him. 'I think that's a good idea.'

They continued to sway for who knows how long, simply enjoying the company and warmth from their sibling, best friend and future lover.


I don't really know if I like this one. By far my favourite one I've written was the last chapter, but I don't know if this lived up to that one *shrugs* But anyway, I hate how musical this is all becoming. When I first started this I didn't think I'd put a song in every chapter(well the only one that doesn;t have a song is...that other one. *shudders*) but I guess they've turned into songfics. But I refuse to classify them under such.
Please review. Maybe the next one will be...that other one