Storm Warning

A Pezberry Story By: LoveIsLoveAndBrittanaIsEndGa me

PAIRINGS IN THIS STORY: Santana/Rachel, Sam and Quinn, Brittany/Artie (They Will Break Up Eventually In This Story And Brittany Will Be Dating Someone Else) Mike/Tina, Puck/Lauren (At First Than They Break Up and Puck Finds Someone Else) Finn (Is Dating a Cheerio Named Emily) Kurt/Blaine

FRIENDSHIPS IN THIS STORY: Fabray, Brittberry, Puckelberry, Samchel, Brittana, A Side of Klaine, Tinchel (Tina and Rachel) HummelBerry, Pucktana, Quinntana

AUTHOR'S NOTE 1: New story for you all! This story will hopefully good. I plan on writing sooooo many new stories. Which I will be looking forward to writing. There will be so many couples and it's just going to fry my brain. I think I might go crazy. Anyways, This new one will be a a good one I hope.

SUMMARY: Rachel and Santana are roommates in New York. But when a strom hits they seem to find a lot more about each other that they never knew about each other. Will they find love after the storm. Or will it be a waste and they go back to being just roommates?

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THESE CHARACTERS. THIS IS ALL MADE UP! :)

CHAPTER 1: New York City

TWO DAYS BEFORE THE BIG STORM

"Santana get your ass back out here!"

"What do you want Rachel?"

"I was talking to you and you just walked out on me."

"Whatever. Is it important?"

"No it's not. But-"

"But if it's not imortant. I don't want to hear it. I'm going back to bed. Goodnight."

"Your such an asshole!"

"Good to know!"

Santana and Rachel never really got a long... Well they've never gotten along at all. The only time they have gotten along was in high school after they performed there Whitney song. And once they became roommates. Them beining friends was no longer in the picture. Rachel could never figure out why they weren't friends anymore. She always thought that maybe it was something she did. She never got to the point where she didn't never ask. But sometimes... She just wish they were friends again.

To Kurt: Do you wanna go out tonight?

Rachel needed time away from the Latina. She's had enough of the yelling and the arguing that sometimes she just needs a break. That's all she wants.

From Kurt: Sorry Diva. Me and Blaine are doing date night tonight. Maybe we can go tomorrow?

To Kurt: It's fine Kurt. Maybe i'll ask Tina and Mike if they wanna go out tonight.

From Kurt: Alright. Sorry lady. Good luck tonight :)

To Kurt: Thanks. I'll see you later

She couldn't believer it. She had tried calling both Mike and Tina and no one had answered. Kurt was busy with Blaine and now she had no one else to hangout with. She didn't want to ask Santana because that would be just a little to much for her. And she didn't even know if Santana even wanted to hangout with her. But she had to at least give it a try. She knocked lightly on the door and heard a faint come in. So when she entered she couldn't help but feel a little bit nervous.

"Hey."

"What do you want Berry? I'm busy."

"I was just um... I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight?"

"Not thanks. I don't really want to hangout with you."

She couldn't help but feel a little upset. She was trying here. Trying to get her attention and all Santana was doing was going around making her life hell once again. Rachel was nothing to her anymore. Every day Santana just comes up with a new way to just make her life hell.

"What's your problem?"

"Excuse me?"

"I said what the hell is your problem?"

"I don't have a problem."

"Then why the fuck do you tend to make my life a living hell! Haven't you already done that in hihgh school! I mean literally was our friendship just a joke to you!"

"No. I. It- It wasn't."

"Than what! You and I become roommates and all of a sudden your just throwing pitty shit at me and calling me names! Telling me how no one wants to be with me in some romantic way or some shit like that! How you tell me constantly that i'm never going to make it on Broadway that i'll be some washed up wannabe! You know how that makes me feel!"

"Rachel I-"

"Don't! I don't want to hear it! I've been trying to be your friend for the past two years now and you don't even give a fuck about it! Maybe I should just move out! Maybe that'll make your life a little bit easier without me around anymore!"

She turend around on the ball of her heels and just stormed out. She was so angry that she had gone to her room. Slammed the door and threw her self on her bed crying. Thinking what she did wrong to be treated this way. She needed answeres and Santana wasn't giving any to her. Rachel was so confused and now she just wanted to be alone for the rest of the night. She didn't feel like eating because that would mean she would just bump into Santana. And she didn't want to do that because that would mean she would go off on her again. And she didn't want to do that. So she just decided to go to sleep and worrie about her later. All she needed was a goodnights rest and think about how she was going to spend the rest of the week trying to find out if she wanted to stay here or juts move out...

THE NEXT MORNING

Rachel could swear she could smell pancakes. The smell was making her stomach rumble to the smell of the food. She knew Santana couldn't cook. But maybe someone else was in the house and they were here cooking food. She got up went to the bathroom and put her hair in a messy ponytail. When she walked out to the kitchen yawing. She couldn't help but see the mess that have been made. her eyes went wide when she saw the huge stack of pancakes that were made. When she saw Santana at the stove flipping pancakes and covered in food and mostly flour. She had her headphones in and obviously didn't hear or see her coming in. Rachel had tooken a seat watching the sight in front of her. She couldn't help but smile at the effort Santana was doing. Santana was dancing to whatever she was listening to and once she had turned around she had seen Rachel and screamed her heart out making her fall to the ground. Rachel couldn't help but laugh at what just had happen. Santana was on the ground and Rachel was laughing. Santana got up and took the headphones out of her ear.

"Fuck Rachel. You scared the shit out of me!"

"Sorry. I didn't want to bother you. You looked pretty into the music."

"I was until you came out of nowhere and scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry. It won't happen again."

They both had smiled and Santana held a plate in front of Rachel. She looked up and smiled kindly saying thank you and took the from her hands. Once she took a bite she couldn't help but groan in how much these tasted so good.

"Oh my god! These are the best thing's i've ever tasted."

"I'm glad you like them... Look, Rachel about last night."

"It's fine. I'm going to be moving out by the end of the week."

"Oh... Um okay... I'm going to go get ready for school."

Rachel couldn't help but feel a little guilty for throwing out there. But when she saw the look on Santana's face. She couldn't help but notice that maybe Santana wasn't to thrilled. Maybe Santana didn't want her to move out. Maybe they can work it out. Except Rachel has already made up her mind. If Santana doesn't want her to move out, than she'll have to say it in front of her face... If not she's out of the apartment for good.

AUTHOR'S NOTE 2: So what'd did you guys think? Let me know if I should continue this story. I would love for more feedback and such! I hope this story will be better than my other ones. Soooo let me know what ya'll thought thanks! :)