SPIN THE BOTTLE
She fiddles with the thread looped in the bed while feeling her heart beat fast just by sitting across her best friend. She didn't really expect it to happen but after the night they spent drinking and doing spin the bottle she ended up kissing her best friend and telling her how she likes it.
"So, you liked kissing girls now huh?" Santana asks with that smug arrogant tone she always has, especially when she wants to make her to squirm.
"I...I was drunk, and you know it!" Quinn defended herself, she thought the kiss was okay (Well, amazing. But she would give the gratification of telling that to her), but she didn't really want the girl know how she really felt about it.
"Oh, please, we both know you liked it more than you can admit, I can practically hear your mind wonder right now" S counters pointing an accusatory finger towards her.
"I..." Quinn turned beet red, wondering how to back countered what her best friend is accusing her of.
After a few minutes of fidgeting and smoothing out invisible creases in her skirt, Santana sighed and said "Relax Q, I was only teasing you, we both know how straight as an arrow you are." Santana tried to comfort her friend by saying this, though she wishes Quinn would finally swing that way and maybe she can get on with her crush with her best friend.
"Assh*le" Q says to S, though it lacked the bite she's like, she was wondering if it could be because of the truth behind how she really felt about the drunken sloppy but glorious kiss.
Q was already on her way home, she couldn't quite make out the expression on S' face when she told her off.
She didn't mean to flip, it was just that she was confuse. How can she enjoy such a sloppy drunken kiss? It's not like it was her first time being kissed by a girl. She was friend's with B after all...who actually loves giving both S and her feather light kisses in the mornings when she'd come pick her up for cheering practice.
Except this somehow has depth to it. She remembers tugging on the lapel of Santana's jacket and Satana burying her hand into Quinn's tresses.
She didn't notice the whole drive home until she was pulling up on the next street and to her space in their driveway. She dreads going home and facing the wrath of his father and her mom's stepford ways.
She opens the front door and annouces her presence only to find a note on the corner table at the foyer saying her parents were on a business meeting. To say that she was relived that her parents weren't home to berate her of the proper ways of how a young lady should behave is an understatement.
She hurried to her room and change into to her comfiest of clothes. She put on an old cheering shorts and her hs p.e. shirt. She jumps into bed and fumbles to her bag to start on her homework only to see her phone with two missed calls and three text messages.
She checked who the calls were from, it was from her mother and B. She then checks her messages and got texts from her mother, B and S.
mother: went with your father on his biz meeting. Gabriella will make you dinner before she heads home. Do your homework and fo to bed early.-your moher
She shakes her head at this, "obviously I'd know its you mom, you were the one who saved your number on my phone when you gave it to me... " she said aloud into her room.
She checks the next message from B and leaving Santana's message last because she was a little afraid of what the message would be..
She was just at her house so it was weird for her to send a message instead of just calling her.
B: Mom's driving me to school tomorrow for cheering practice. You and S enjoy. See you tomorrow. Xx
She felt her heart plummet a little..having this random alone time with Santana is making her fidgety. She normally wouldn't mind, but after that drunken night...its all still a little bizzare.
With a bite on her bottom lip she opens the last message she got.
S: Q, I'm sorry for teasing you. You know how I love to bitch around, besides..
I dont like you like that so don't worry about that kiss. It was nothing to me.
She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and felt her hand clutch at her chest. Why did the text hurt so much? Little did she know that in Santana's room she was feeling the same pang of saying it meant nothing because it does, she just didn't want to risk anything unless Q says something to her too.
Santana was driving over to Quinn's house; she has gotten a text from her a few minutes after she sends her the message. She'd normally call while Quinn she drives home so the girl doesn't go bored.
She was waiting on a stop light when she grabbed her phone again and re-read the text Q has sent her.
Q: It's okay S, no need to go on the "hate", I know you don't like me like that. Come over, parents are out till the night. Xx
Quinn sends the message without thinking; she didn't mean for it to sound hurt and offended about what Santana just told her. She decided inviting her friend over to do homework will be a better solution to seem nonchalant about the whole ordeal.
Santana was nervous to say the least, she was also excited to have alone time with her Q, like alone ALONE time with her. She decided homework will be a good start to get things going, so she played along the excuse.
When she got to Quinn's, she parked beside her car and took her backpack and phone with her. Quinn said that she can go right inside into her room and that the front door is unlocked.
She saw Quinn sitting by the cushions facing her window with her head bobbing along whatever she was listening to and was quietly singing along the song Realize by Colbie Caillat.
Take time to realize,
That I am on your si-i-i-de
Didn't I, didn't I tell you.
But I can't spell it out for you,
No, it's never gonna be that simple
But I can't spell it out for you
She's got to admit that Quinn really has a lovely voice than she gives herself credit for. She listened to her sing a few more lines.
It's not that the same
No it's never the sa-a-ame
If you don't feel it too.
If you meet me half way
If you 'd meet me half way.
It could be the same for you.
Santana realized how odly coincidental enough, how close to home the song was to their current situation and how she wishes things to lead. Sanatana walked closer towards Quinn's back and reached for her shoulder and cleared her throat loud enough so she can hear over the headset.
It was a big mistake though because Q was startled that she jumped so high, she lost her balance and was to fall on her back and luckily enough S was able to catch her. Sanatana whispered a silent thanks for all the cheerleading practice that she had, she was able to support Q just before she hit her carpeted floor.
"S! Oh thank God, I thought it was like a mobster!" she quickly mumbled out of breath and flung into Santana's arms.
"Shh, it's okay, it's just me." She comforted, stroking Quinn's back while chuckling.
"wha-why are you laughing?" Quinn looked like a kicked puppy.
Dammit she wonders. Why did she have to look so cute? Santana has to struggle to control herself from laughing.
"Because... as much as I love youQ, sometimes you can be so dumb, I mean…who in their right mind will leave their front door unlocked?" she looked abashed.
"It was because I was waiting for you, Silly!" Q quipped back.
"Besides, it's not like locking it will do me any good. Knowing how you are, you'll end up pounding at my door furiously, it'd give me a heart attack anyway." She added.
"Fair enough" She agreed.
"So… what are we doing? Homework?"
Quinn nodded at this and they began to take places in Quinn's room. Quinn ending up sitting on her bed and Santana leaning towards it by the floor, they stared doing homework and about an hour after one of the two started grumbling.
"I'm hungry, do you have any food Q?" Santana urged without looking at Quinn.
"Hello?" She tried again when she didn't hear a response. She glanced over the bed and saw Quinn lying on her side with her Spanish book spread out. She can hear her even breath and noted of rising and fallng of her chest.
She didn't notice Q lying down and definitely didn't notice her drifting into sleep. She looked at her sweet calmed features. Her hand itched to trace the pattern of her face. Quinn looked so beautiful and so angelic. She has been best friends with the girl and knew she was pretty but she is vicious when awake.
Q slightly stirred which'd caused a few strands of hair to fall on her face; Sanata gave up and tucked in the strands onto her ear. Her hand lightly grazes through Quinn's jaw line and onto her chin and finally tracing onto those sweet sweet lips.
She had been lightly caressing it when she heard Q cleared her voice and heard her asked "what are you doing S?" she hovered her hand over Quinn's mouth and desperately searching the right words to explain what she was doing.
"You were drooling all over your Spanish book, so I thought I'd do you a favor and wipe some of it off, which by the way is gross" she was thankful that her reflex to words is canning.
"Oh. Thank you S." Quinn answered back while wiping off the invisible drool over her chin.
Both were silent for a few minutes, each one contemplating what just happened.
In reality Q has been awake for a minute while she felt S traced over her lips and was enjoying the warmth and softness of her hand, she didn't want the moment to end, but the curiosity of the act was also killing her so she had to ask.
Santana on the other hand was trying to remember how Quinn's lips were so soft on her fingertips and how she wanted to be able to kiss it again.
Then she thought about the lines in that damn song "if you just realized what I just realized…"