Chapter One
Santana's PV
Brittany.
Shit. Yea she is with Sam and all, but just a few days ago I was back in Lima trying to win her back, and now here I am waking up in bed with Quinn Fabray. I can't even ask myself how did all of this happen, because I know exactly the reason. Seeing Sam with Britt last night made me angry. So because I was angry I hit the booze. Quinn and I were drinking together, and the more alcohol that was flowing through us the flirtier we became with one another. We started to get touchy and then one thing led to another and we had what I can safely say, was some of the best sex that I have ever had. Yea Britt was amazing and all, but there was just something different with Quinn. It all felt different, the way we touch each other's bodies and the way that we just flowed so easily with each other. Wanky. Last night was amazing and all, but Britt. I am in love with her and I go and jump into bed with someone else. "How- can- I- be- so- stupid." I can't help but face palm between each word.
As I try and get out of bed I can feel Quinn stirring next to me.
"Mph. Santana?" Here we go.
"Yea Q?"
"Do you remember as much as I do?" Maybe she forgot. Then again there isn't really an explanation for being naked in bed together other than one reason.
"If by as much as you do you mean everything, then yes. I remember the same amount as you."
"Sorry." What. That was not the reaction I was expecting.
"Why are you sorry?"
"For taking advantage, I knew that you were upset over Brittany and Sam last night and I still jumped into bed with you." Oh, I didn't know she'd feel bad.
"Quinn, this isn't your fault. Believe me, you did not take advantage, I wanted it just as much. Even though I was drunk I can control who I get into bed with." She can't look me in the eye so I grab her chin and tilt her head so she is looking at me. "Q, look at me, do not feel bad, last night was great. It must have been amazing cause I remember every little detail and when I'm drunk I usually don't remember anything." She smiles when I say that and I can tell she's forgotten all the guilt. "We good?" she nods and smiles at me. Phew, disaster averted.
"I am kinda hungry." Oh god, that only means one thing. Bacon.
"So, I'll order two plates of bacon, a plate of eggs, 2 plates of toast and orange juice." Just as I finish talking Quinn's stomach growls so loud I can't help but jump. "Better make that three plates of bacon."
"Ugh, so good."
"I wouldn't know now would I?" I ordered so much food and here I am eating eggs and toast, bloody Q and her bacon fetish.
"Not my fault you weren't fast enough." She waves a piece of bacon under my nose and puts it in her mouth before I can grab it.
"Not my fault you took all three plates."
"Well, there's nothing you can do now Lezpez." What the fuck is even with that nickname.
"Whatever FabGAY." Ha. Got her.
"I'm not even gay,"
"Last night isn't really helping your case."
She smirks at me and I can tells she's about to do something bad. Before I can even realise she has picked up a handful of eggs and thrown them at my face.
"QUINN," Game. On.
I run after her with egg in my hand, Quinn always was a fast runner. "Damn it Q slow down," I manage to lose her. It isn't a big hotel room, I don't even get how I could possibly lose her. Out of the corner of my eye I see the bathroom door shut. I slowly walk up the hall and pretend to call from somewhere else. I open the door slowly but she isn't there, then I get an idea. I quickly pull back the shower curtain and there she is. As fast as I can I smear the egg on her face and run away. She quickly catches up to me and we crash to the floor. Q is on top of me and I can tell that she is looking intently at my lips, she's biting her lip and looking at mine. I can tell her inner turmoil, so I slowly move my head toward her and wait for her to close the distance. Her lips ever so gently some closer to my face and we finally kiss. It is soft and sweet. There's no urgency just our mouths moving against each other. Her hand comes up my side and tangles itself into my hair. I roll her into her back so I'm now on top. I deepen the kiss and run my tongue along her bottom lip. She immediately grants my tongue access. I tug at the ends of her shirt and pull it over her head. Just as I am about to unclip her bra there's a knock on the door.
It was in that moment that it actually clicked to me what was happening. Shit. Keep it in your god damn pants Lopez, if Brittany ever found out I don't think that she would ever forget. That's all I need to keep my mind on at the moment. Brittany, the sweetest, kindest girl that I have ever met. The love of my life Brittany. The same Brittany that had chosen Sam over me a few days ago. No Santana don't think about that now.
"I'll um, be right back Q," shit now it was going to be awkward.
"Oh yea, um right." She started to put her shirt back on as I was walking towards the door. Then again this person whoever they are could have just saved me from making quite a big mistake. I love Quinn sure, last night was a drunken night of passion, we are completely sober now and it would just be a mistake. Poor Q, she's been through so much in her life. I have always tried to be there for her the best that I could but her and I always seem to fight. We even slapped each other a few weeks ago but that was soon forgotten. I just hope that this doesn't mess with our friendship even further. I reached the door and was shocked by the sight in front of me. A beautiful blonde with her head hung and tears dripping from her face to the carpet. She looked up at me through teary eyes and fell straight into my open arms. I hugged her tightly back and breathed in her familiar scent.
"Brittany."