Nobody's Perfect

*Future fic. Not really AU.

My Mistake
Lucy "Quinn" Fabray

That was my last chance. It had come and gone faster than I could blink. I had screwed up. I know this. I don't know why I did it but I regret every second of it.

You must know who I am, right? No, well that's a shock. I'm Quinn Fabray. I'm the one that cheated on the famous Sam Evans. Yep, now you remember, don't you?

I regret it. I miss him. I've missed him since I cheated on him. Finn Hudson wasn't worth this heartache.

You must think that I'm only apologizing now because he's famous and rich. Well you're dead wrong. I've been trying to contact him ever since he moved back to Tennessee before our senior year. He's never answered my calls or responded to my texts or emails though, but I wouldn't blame him though. I hurt him, why would he want to talk to me?

The summer he left, I changed completely, My usually long blonde hair was chopped and pink. My clothes were gothic and black. People thought I changed because Finn had broken up with me, but no, I changed because Sam left. I only changed back to my dresses and cardigans when I realized I could see the baby I had given up two years before that. Beth.

I wanted something perfect in my life. I knew that I had had that once before, but I had f*cked up. I know that, you don't have to remind me. Sam was the perfect boyfriend and I let him slip right through my bitchy fingers.

I would do anything to go back and change it all. Maybe I would be happier. Oh, who am I kidding? I would be the happiest I've ever been!

It hurts when I hear his voice on the radio. He sings his own songs and some covers. You may think he's stupid for singing old Justin Bieber songs, but I was the first one he sang 'Baby'. You might find it odd that he changed the lyrics to Lucky and he sings it alone, but that was the first song he sang with me. When you hear him sing I've Had the Time of My Life with Broadway star Rachel Berry (my best friend) just remember that that was the song we sang at Sectionals and we won!

I miss him so much. I know he probably never gives me a second thought. Once again, I don't blame him.

People have interviewed him and asked him about his love life. He always says that he hasn't dated anyone since high school, and somewhere deep in my soul, I hope he still loves me. Because in truth, I haven't dated anyone since he left, I haven't even given a thought about moving on.

I know that sounds obsessive, but I love him. I don't want to move on; because I know that I will never be able to love someone like I loved him.

I know people are thinking that I just want attention because he's at the top of his game right now, but I want him back. I've wanted him back since I let him go. I'm only writing this article now because I finally finished my internship at People and I could finally write an article and have it published.

I didn't get to choose my topic. I was assigned Sam Evans: Iconic Heart Throb. I'm not getting off topic.

So Sam, if you're reading this, I'm sorry. I know you're probably going to say something like "I can never forgive you" but I'm not perfect, you of all people should know that.

I am Lucy Quinn Fabray and I will never forget my Junior year because I hurt the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I hurt myself by doing that.

Sam stared at the glossy paper of the magazine and placed it down on his kitchen table.

His manager had called him just 10 minutes ago and told him to read the article by Quinn Fabray in People magazine. He froze at the name and then ran down to the local news stand and quickly bought a copy.

He stared at his own picture on the cover and quickly flipped through the magazine where he finally found the article.

There was a picture of a pretty young blonde with shoulder length blonde hair smiling at the camera. There was a picture of Sam right beside it and he was smiling and his eyes were shining. The headline read:

Inside the Story of:
Sam Evans, famous pop star and Quinn Fabray, up and coming journalist.

Sam had run back to his apartment building and made his breakfast and sat at the table as he read it.

He could hear the raw emotion coming from the article and felt bad. He had ignored all of her calls, texts, and emails. He thought it would be best if they both moved on, but he hadn't, and clearly she hadn't either.

He went to sleep late that night, thoughts of Quinn etched inside his brain.

He slept for about 4 hours. It was the worst sleep of his life. Beating the night when he and Quinn broke up.

His phone beeped the next morning (almost afternoon) and he groaned and he reached for it.

Remember your interview today! Pick you up around 1:30!

His manager had typed. Sam quickly got up and started to dash around his apartment. He had completely forgotten about his interview! He was going to be a guest on Ellen today.

After about an hour, he had showered, put on fresh clothes and stopped obsessing over the article.

His manager picked him up at 1:30 and they went off to the studio. He was ushered into his dressing room and the hair stylists and the makeup people all started to fix him up.

Finally, it was time to go on. Ellen called him out and he walked out and heard girls scream. He smiled and waved and then collapsed onto the couch.

"I'm so glad that you're on our show today!"

"Me too, thanks for having me!"

They talked for about 10 minutes and made jokes and then it was time for commercial break. When they came back, Ellen said the thing that had been haunting Sam for most of the day.

"It worked out well because you were already scheduled to come here and that article in People magazine comes out yesterday about you and that blonde journalist!"

So much for getting it out of his mind. He nodded and threw Ellen a fake smile.

"Um yeah. Quinn Fabray"

"So, do you deny anything that was written in that article? Did she really try to contact you, or is she just making that up?"

"No, she actually tried, I just felt like I couldn't trust her so I never answered. Everything in that article was completely true"

"INcludidng the part about the songs you sing?"

"Yes, I did sing 'Baby' to her. I sang 'Lucky' with her and we sang 'I've Had the Time of My Life' for a choir competition and we won.

"So, do you still love her?"

Sam didn't reply right away. Did he still love her? With all of the questions crowded in his mind in the past 24 hours that actually wasn't one of them.

"Yes" It had come out before he could stop it. Everyone in the audience was silent. "I've loved her since I first started going to school in Lima, Ohio."

"Even after she cheated on you?"

"I believe she did that because she was afraid. She had gone through a lot the year before I came and she could've been scared it would happen again"

"Now is that when she had a daughter? Beth was it?" Sam nodded

"That could've been the reason"

"So do you truly believe she's sorry?"

"I do" All of the teenage girls in the audience booed. "I know Quinn and she wouldn't put her feelings out in the open unless she truly meant it. She hides her feelings really well."

"What would you say if I told you that Quinn was backstage?"

Sam laughed nervously. "I would think you were kidding"

"Oh, but I'm not!" Ellen smiled "Come on out Quinn!"

/

Quinn was quite surprised when she got a call from Ellen's producer in morning after the article appeared in the magazine.

Quinn honestly didn't believe that this was really Ellen's producer. I mean one of Sam's insane fans could've gotten her number and they were prank calling her. She honestly did deserve it.

But when Ellen actually got on the phone herself, she knew that this was no joke. She agreed to do the show.

She had no idea Sam was here though.

She had gotten to her dressing room and Ellen walked in.

"Hi!" Quinn smiled "Thanks so much for having me!"

"No problem! I absolutely loved your article and I thought it'd be perfect if you and Sam talked about it live on my show"

"W-what?"

"Crap, did I not tell you he was going to be here?" Quinn shook her head. "I'm sorry"

"It's fine" Quinn sighed "Do you think that I could sing a song before I talk to him?"

"Of course"

"Thank you"

A half hour later she was standing backstage watching him talk about her article.

She was relieved when he said she had been telling the truth about everything, but she knew deep down he would never lie like that.

She was thrilled when he said he still loved her and he had loved her ever since they met. She might actually have a shot.

She heard Ellen call her out so she grabbed her guitar (Before she and Sam broke up, he taught her how to play)

She went onto the stage area and stood at the microphone. People in the audience booed her. How nice!

She looked over at Sam and Ellen and his eyes were wide and scared.

Quinn started to strum and the band behind her started to play as well

When I'm nervous I have this thing yeah I talk too much
Sometimes I just can't shut the hell up
It's like I need to tell someone anyone who'll listen
And that's where I seem to f*ck up, yeah
I forget about the consequences, for a minute there I lose my senses
And in the heat of the moment my mouth's starts going the words start flowing

But I never meant to hurt you, I know it's time that I learn to
Treat the people I love like I wanna be loved
This is a lesson learnt!

Quinn looked directly at Sam and felt tears well up on her eyes.

I hate that I let you down and I feel so bad about it
I guess karma comes back around cause now I'm the one that's hurting yeah
And I hate that I made you think that the trust we had is broken
So don't tell me you can't forgive me
Cause nobody's perfect, no (x18) nobody's perfect

By now she was crying and she could see people whispering and rolling their eyes.

If I could turn back the hands of time
I swear I never would've crossed that line
I should of kept it between us but no I went and told the whole world how I feel and oh
So I sit and I realize with these tears falling from my eyes
I gotta change if I wanna keep you forever
Promise that I'm gonna try

But I never meant to hurt you, I know it's time that I learn to
Treat the people I love like I wanna be loved
This is a lesson learnt and I hate that I let you down and I feel so bad about it I guess karma comes back around cause now I'm the one that's hurting yeah
And I hate that I made you think that the trust we had is broken so don't tell me you can't forgive me
Cause nobody's perfect, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, nobody's perfect

She felt more tears come to her eyes when she thought back to when they were together.

Flashback

Sam and Quinn had been snuggling on her couch for quite some time now. The fire place roared in front of them and Sam's arms were wrapped around Quinn.

"What do you hate the most about yourself?" Sam asked

"Everything" Quinn whispered as she gazed into the flames.

"What do you mean?"

"I hate everything about myself" Her voice is barely audible

"Quinn, you shouldn't hate yourself"

"I know, but I just cant help it. I'm so imperfect it's awful"

"Quinn, you are perfect. Maybe not to other people, but you are to me"

"How can you love me, Sam?" She turned toward him and their eyes met. Her honey eyes were full of sorrow and vulnerability. "I'm a bitch" She whispered this and Sam kissed her on the forehead

"So, you've made some mistakes. Everyone has. Honestly, I think you're a saint"

Quinn smiled and turned her head to the fire again. "What about you?"

"What do you mean?"

"What do you hate most about yourself?"

"My lips"

Quinn giggled and turned her head to face him. "I happen to love your lips" She smirked and placed a soft kiss on his mouth.

End of Flashback

So as Quinn sang the next line, she looked at Sam and knew he would get it.

I'm not a saint no not at all, but what I did it wasn't cool
But I swear that I'll never do that again to you
I'm not a saint, no not at all, but what I did it wasn't cool
But I swear that I'll never do that again to you.

I hate that I let you down, and I feel so bad about it
I guess karma comes back around cause now I'm the one that's hurting yeah
And I hate that I made you think that that the trust we had is broken
So don't tell me you can't forgive me
Cause nobody's perfect, no,

And I hate that I let you down and I feel so bad about it
I guess karma comes back around and I'm the one that's hurting, yeah
And I hate that I made you think that the trust we had is broken
So don't tell me you can't forgive me
Cause nobody's perfect. Yeah, yeah
Don't tell me, don't tell me
No, no
You can't forgive me
No
Because nobody's perfect

Some people clapped, but mostly stayed silent. Quinn rolled her eyes as Ellen walked over to her.

"That was great, Quinn!" Quinn smiled

"Thanks"

"No, when we come back, we will be talking to both Quinn and Sam"

/

"And we're back!" Ellen smiled. She was back in her chair and Quinn had taken a seat beside Sam, smiling ever so slightly as she sat.

"Before we come to you two" She gestured toward Sam and Quinn "We're going to take questions from the audience." Ellen smiled into the camera and then she looked out to the audience. "So who has a question for Quinn or Sam?"

A girl about 10 or 11 raised her hand and Ellen called on her "My question is for Quinn"

"Yes, what's your question?" Quinn asked sweetly

"Why would you cheat on someone like Sam?"

"I-I think I was afraid. I think I was afraid of me getting hurt. I was afraid that he would lead me for someone better. But now I know, he would never do that" Quinn glanced at Sam and she saw he was looking at her.

A teenager raised her hand and Ellen pointed at her "Yes, you in the pink shirt"

The teenager stood up and smiled viciously "My question is for Sam" Quinn glanced at her and took in a breath and then let it out. This was probably going to be an insult to her.

"Yes?"

"Why'd you date someone like Quinn? I mean she's not even that pretty"

Quinn bit her lip so she could stop the tears. She had always been sensitive about her looks, and being on TV and having someone pretty much calling you ugly, hurt more than anything anyone had said in high school. She glanced at Sam, hoping he would at least defend her a little.

"Quinn's beautiful. And even if she wasn't" Sam glanced at Quinn and caught her eye. She knew he was talking about the Lucy Caboosey thing. "I would still love her." He smiled "Did that answer your question?" Sam smirked and the girl nodded, dumbfounded.

"Okay" Ellen said quickly "How about we start asking you two questions, because that was pretty vicious" Quinn and Sam directed their attention back to her.

"So, Quinn, in your article you talk about how you tried contacting Sam. Did you ever stop trying?"

Quinn nodded "I did about 6 months ago. I realized he was probably not going to talk to me, so I just stopped"

"Now, Sam, you said earlier that you didn't respo0nd to her because you thought you couldn't trust her after what she did to you, was that the only reason?"

Sam was quiet for a moment. "No" He sighed "I just didn't want to admit that I still had feelings for her."

Ellen nodded. "So, I actually have a picture of you here, sent to me from an unknown source" Quinn and Sam looked at each other and smirked. Rachel. "And it was when you were dating." A picture popped up on the screen and some people awed and others booed.

Sam was in his Letterman's jacket and Quinn was in her Cheerio costume and she was on his back. They were both grinning and they looked like they were in love.

Quinn automatically smiled as she saw the image.

"Obviously this was a before the break up picture, but the question is, how long before?"

Sam and Quinn shared a look and Sam spoke "Maybe a couple of months. That picture was taken about a month after we started dating"

"How long had you guys been dating?"

"About 4 or 5 months" Quinn replied and placed her hands on her lap.

"Were you too close?"

"Yes, we usually hung out after school every day. We were usually together on the weekends as well"

"So you were very close" They both nodded

"So, Quinn, it has been said that you were born and raised in Lima, Ohio, and Sam had been new to your school" Quinn nodded "Do you remember you're first impression of Sam was?"

Quinn smiled and looked down at her hands, remembering every second of the day he walked in and introduced himself.

"I thought he was a dork" Ellen let out a laugh "I'm not kidding" Quinn smirked "He introduced himself as Sam I am, but he doesn't like green eggs and ham" Everyone, including Sam laughed. "I also thought he was cute, and he seemed pretty nice. I would say that I liked him a little bit. But I felt awkward when my fried Santana said he had no game"

"She said that?" Sam asked Quinn

"Yes, she did, but are you really shocked? It's Santana" Quinn giggled. Sam laughed and nodded

"You have a point"

"So, when did he ask you out?"

"Well, we were having this contest inside our glee club and we would win a gift certificate if we won. It was a duet assignment and so Sam and I decided to be partners. We were practicing our song and he tried to kiss me but I turned him down. I wanted that year to be about me. Then he did something that made me realize how amazing he really was. So, I said I would go out with him"

"Sounds like you guys had a lot of chemistry" Quinn looked down. "And it seems like you still do"

Quinn sighed. She didn't want to be here anymore. She knew they had chemistry, She knew that they were a cute couple. She's seen that picture (sometimes it tortured her) she knows this. But the next question, she didn't know the answer to.

"So, Sam, all in all, what did you think of the article?"

"I thought that it was written very well and that she did a good job. I believe that she was spilling out all of her feelings, and I had also thought she had amazing points that I had never thought about." Sam sighed "I knew that she had changed after I left, but I had thought that it was because of her boyfriend dumping her. I didn't know it was because I left"

"He left without saying goodbye" Quinn said softly. "I guess I deserved it"

"Hell yeah you did!" The girl from before screamed out. Ellen looked at her and shook her head.

"That's two strikes, one more and you're going to have to be taken out" The girl was about to say something but quickly shut her mouth.

"So, we're going to take a break and we'll be right back"

The audience murmured with annoyance at the break and Quinn looked at Sam slightly, afraid he would notice and turn away quickly.

Soon, the break was over and the audience clapped.

"So, I figured we could open this up to Sam and Quinn and have them talk a few things out. And if they don't want to say something on screen they can say it later, doesn't matter."

He looked up and smiled at her "You did great on the song"

"Thanks"

The silence was awkward and they didn't look at each other.

"I really am sorry, Sam" Quinn said in almost a whisper after a while. She studied his face to see if she could read it. Nothing.

The audience was looking at them, hungry for more drama.

Quinn quickly looked at her hands that were folded in her lap, trying not to cry. She really had blown it.

"I forgive you" Sam said after a moment.

"Really?" Quinn's head snapped up and Sam nodded "But you don't want to date me again, do you?" she paused and didn't even wait for his response "I knew I screwed it up"

Tears were actually starting to fall from her honey colored eyes. She looked down once again, but only lifted her head up when Sam placed a finger under her chin.

"I never said that"

"Sam, come on, why would you want me back?"

"Because I love you" He rubbed his thumb against her cheek and wiped off her tears.

"I love you too" Sam smiled he started to lean in "Can, we um, not do this on national television?"

"I was kinda hoping you would say that" Quinn smiled and they pulled away from each other.

"Wow, that was time perfectly!" Ellen exclaimed "The end of the show has come, and I'll see you tomorrow with Broadway superstar Rachel Berry!"

Quinn smirked to herself. Of course.

Ellen said thank you to them and then they headed off to their dressing rooms. Quinn smiled softly at Sam before placing her hand on the doorknob to her dressing room.

She stopped when she felt him tug on her wrist "What about that kiss?" He gave her a cocky smile and she giggled

"I don't know if you deserve it"

"And why not?"

"Because you never answered my calls" Quinn crossed her arms over her chest.

"Great, now you're going to hold that over my head for the rest of my life"

"Shut up" Quinn wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly.