Warning: The first half of this chapter is filled with some lady loving activities, hence rated M.

A/N: The title has nothing to do with the song. Coincidental, I guess? All mistakes are mine, I wasn't born a native English speaker :(

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"Fuuuuuck!"

The redhead's scream was so loud, it could wake the entire neighbourhood but Santana couldn't care less. She kept her mouth working on the girl's pulsating clit, licking long strokes as her fingers furiously pumping the tight entrance. She smirked in triumph when the girl's body arched, mouth gaped and clear liquid gushed all over tanned hands as her thighs quaked.

Santana cleaned the mess she made, intentionally pulling her fingers out agonizingly slow, earning a moan from the redhead before she hovered above the girl, kissing all the way up her body until her full lips met thin ones. They kissed roughly, tongues fighting for dominance and their hands all over each other.

She reached down to the girl's clit, rubbing the nub as she sucked on pale neck, marking her. Santana felt the body beneath her tensed when another orgasm hit her, eyes rolled to the back of her head. The girl was barely moving as she came down from high and Santana used the opportunity to climb off the bed and began dressing herself up.

The girl blinked sleepily as she watched Santana grab her purse and keys. She was beyond tired to make any movements, Santana knew exactly how to drain her energy. "Where you goin'?"

"Home," The brunette replied, leaning in to give a peck on her lips, avoiding dark green eyes as she did so. She was starting to feel claustrophobic the longer she stayed in the room. "Night, Alex."

She walked towards the door hastily before slamming it behind her, the noise sounded like a gunshot that strike through the other girl's chest, shattering her heart in pieces. Santana was infamous for her long list of one night stands and the redhead should have known it better before she decided to flirt with her all night long at the club where they just met.

She was walking further down the hallway when she heard a faint, "It's Alice. Call me later!"

"Whatever." She huffed and pushed the elevator button, impatiently tapping her foot as she waited for what it seemed like a lifetime.

Santana arrived at her own apartment building half an hour later, thanks to the shitty city traffic even at this hour and the cab driver wasn't less annoying as he couldn't stop asking her to flash her boobs that ended up receiving a black eye before she stepped out of the vehicle and began walking home.

She tossed her jacket on the back of her couch and threw herself on it, not bothering to take her shoes off or change into something comfortable. Her thoughts wandered to the time when she believed true love existed—before she began sleeping around with different girls and leave them when they were asleep—Santana had a different view on life.

Her parents were the ones that she looked up to the most, their relationship was perfect and Santana wanted nothing but a relationship like theirs one day. However it didn't last long, she was barely sixteen when she saw her parents yelling down each other's throats and watched their marriage fell apart. Since then, she stopped believing in happily ever after disney crap and vowed to never fall in love.

To be honest, deep down inside her heart she wanted to feel how it's like coming home to someone every day, waking up to the warmth of someone in bed and she was really intrigued by the idea of loving someone. All she did was pick up a random girl, fuck her brains out and the cycle repeated on the next day. She shook her thoughts aside and in the matter of seconds she fell into a dreamless sleep.

A sudden loud, deafening thunder woke you up from slumber, the first beats of rain against the windows dropping the temperature slightly. You decided it was best to get rid of the clothes and take a warm bath, considering it wasn't even midnight yet and you had plenty of time to sleep later.

You almost fell asleep twice in the bathtub, the second one was woken by another roaring thunder but this time followed by power outage that left your apartment in complete darkness. You felt around for the bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom to look for any source of light but it wasn't as easy as you thought it would be.

The living room didn't seemed as dark when a full moon finally peeked in between the heavy clouds and shone through the floor to ceiling glass windows, giving you a little bit of lighting to make your way towards the kitchen. You rummaged around in a drawer to find a flashlight you kept for emergencies but to no avail.

A sudden bright light in the sky caught your attention and it wasn't the moon. The light seemed to get brighter as the seconds passed, almost blinding that you felt like it was coming closer. Your brows furrowed and eyes squinted as your brain tried to figure out what the hell it was.

Until at one point, you realized that the ball of light was indeed coming to you, or at least, your apartment, and you started to panic. The light moved at a speed that couldn't be deciphered by naked eyes, and within seconds it landed right before your eyes, into the rooftop swimming pool just outside your window—the perks of being rich and owning a penthouse—hitting the water with force and a loud splash.

You ran back into the kitchen and grabbed the nearest thing you could reach, before slumping down next to the couch, hiding. The light faded once it entered the water, engulfing you in darkness again but you still haven't figure what it really was.

Seconds turned to minutes but there was nothing but soft pitter patter of the rain outside. You silently emerged from your hiding position and stealthily tip toed towards the window before slowly sliding it open, cold air sneaking in through the growing gap.

The lack of half of the pool water was the first thing you saw during your observation which left you astounded, but alarmed when you realized the absence of the thing where it landed. You gripped the weapon in your hands tighter as curiosity washed over you and examined the perimeter with caution. You had heard enough about lights in the sky and most of them didn't turn out good and you didn't want to end up being a subject of an experiment... or something... whatever they—those things—did.

When you were convinced that nothing unwelcome was there, you sighed in relief. The damp bathrobe you were wearing was starting to cling on your skin, feeling heavy on your body, when the power came back on. You let your eyes adjust to the sudden brightness and stepped inside, closing the sliding door in the process, oblivious to the other occupant in the room.

You heard a small cough from behind causing your body to tense and your heart rate began to pick up as you felt a presence in the room. You're not a fan of some spiritual shit but it's true that you could feel it when they're around, especially the only thing separated you both was a mere distance.

You turned your head to the side, legs shaking and the last thing you saw was a naked woman, drenched from head to toe, standing in the middle of your living room before your legs gave up on you and everything went black.

A/N: I hope that didn't suck too bad… Oh, Happy New Year! Well, it's a new year here, I'm not sure about where you are but—anyway. Thanks for reading! I've had this idea running around in my head since early 2014 and decided to finally write it down and publish it on the first day of 2015 yay (the original plan was to finish up and publish this before midnight but I failed lol).

Thoughts?

P/S: If you haven't checked out my one shot called Surprise, please do! ;)