After that night, I escaped. I ignored his calls, his messages, everything. I was a lesbian and I loved Brittany. So I wouldn't hurt her anymore. And it was time to stop… whatever it was. He was a fucking cunt and wanted to fuck Blaine against the wall, not me.

Now I was at Berry's place, watching everyone getting wasted, last time "The Rachel Berry House Party Trainwreck Extravaganza" happened, I was dating Sam, Rachel kissed Blaine, Quinn was dating Finn and Britt with Artie. Now everything was different. Finn and Rachel were back together, Blaine was happy with Kurt and I was dating Brittany.

But she wasn't the one on my mind. It was him. Since that fucking day, 2 weeks ago, when I realized I was beginning to have feelings for him.

I just couldn't let this happen.

I drank the rest of my 4th beer and tossed the bottle to the floor. Brittany was sitting on Artie's lap and I wasn't giving a shit.

I got up, grabbed a bottle of vodka and walked out the door. The street was calm, except for the loud music coming out of Rachel's house. I lay on the grass and opened the bottle, I took a few sips and breathed hard.

I heard cars, but I didn't open my eyes. A minute later, I felt someone close to me.

"Getting wasted?"

I knew that voice. I opened my eyes and Sebastian was looking at me.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I groaned. "How did you find me?"

"I have my sources. And I'm so happy to see you too."

"Fuck off."

"Not until you say why you don't answer my calls anymore,"

"I won't say anything."

"So I won't go anywhere."

I got up and tripped on my own foot.

"I'll go back." I turned around.

But he grabbed my wrist and made me look at him.

"Santana, stop fucking around, I'm serious, let's talk."

I drank a good sip of the vodka, making me feel dizzy when I looked at him again.

"Talk? What happened with fuck, darling?" I said slowly.

"You're drunk, let's go to my place, we can talk –

"No!" I whined "I can't be around you, I love Brittany."

"Sure you do." He said ironically.

And I was the type of drunk that snapped easily. So I slapped him. Hard. He stepped back and his hands went to his face.

"I'm so sorry, Sebastian."

"No.. don't. Just.. no. Goodbye Santana."

I watched him get into his car and leave. I didn't think twice and grabbed my car, I didn't know how I got there alive, because I was totally drunk. His car was in front of his house and he was still there. I walked towards him, but I tripped and fell on the street. I wanted to cry, but I had no tears. So I just looked down and screamed.

"Santana? Are you okay?" I heard his voice a minute later near me.

"No."

"What –

"I slapped you."

"I know, my face is still hurting."

"Sorry."

"C'mon, let's get inside, you're sitting in the middle of the street."

"I can't get up."

"Alright."

Suddenly the street disappeared from beneath me. I looked up, he had scooped me up in his arms, I wrapped my arms around his neck and sighed.

We went to his bedroom and he lay me down on the bed.

"Do you need something?"

"You."

"No, you're drunk."

"I'm sure you fucked a drunk before."

"Not almost passing out."

"I'm not."

"Santana..."

"Are we gonna do it or I'll have to finger myself?"

"That would be hot but you're too drunk for that." He giggled.

"What do I have to say to you fuck me?"

"Nothing." He straddled me and kissed me hard.

I pushed him even closer and my hands went inside my shirt, my fingertips tracing his body. He broke the kiss and got rid of the garment. I smiled.

"Even wasted you look cute." He whispered.

I blushed, something I don't do very often.

I didn't wanna think about it, so I rocked my hips against his. He moaned and kissed me again, his hands pushing my dress up. He smirked against my lips when he realized I wasn't wearing underwear. His thumb touched my clit, making me arch my back, he inserted one finger and started working. I moaned into his mouth. His lips went to my neck and sucked it to my pulse point. His fingers hit my spot, I bit my lip to muffle the new moan and he inserted another finger. Our lips met again and I started clench around him. When I was almost there, his fingers disappeared. I opened my eyes and he was smiling.

"Jerk."

"Ouch." He giggled and took his clothes off. I watched him put the condom.

I fumbled, but I tossed my dress to the floor. He positioned himself between my legs and kissed me while he entered me. We moaned together when he began moving. He grabbed my hands and intertwined our fingers, then he pinned our hands above our heads. His thrusts weren't fast or hard, it was softer this time. And for the first time in my life, I wasn't having just sex.

It was.. something more.

"Faster." I whispered.

He nodded and increased his rhythm. When I started clench around him, he thrust even harder. We came together moaning each other's names.

"Do you wanna talk?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"Sleep here." He said.

"Okay."

We slept together. And I never felt so good.

I wanna thank for the lovely reviews! They're making me verry happy :)

There's more, don't worry, you'll see fights, teasing and angry sex! *-*

I'll post next chapter on Tuesday, okay? Please review if you liked!