"So that's why college girls experiment." Sighed Quinn, lying back on the soft pillow.
"And thank God they do!" said Santana laughing.
"It was fun, but I think for me its more of a one time thing." Laughed Quinn, trying to hide her complicated feelings.
'I can't let Santana know how I feel. She still loves Brittany, any fool could see it, and even so, she's dating that Laura girl anyway. Oh yeah, and everyone thinks I like boys.' Thought Quinn, checking her phone clock. '11? Damn, it's too late to drive home now.'
"You don't have to worry, I'm not going to show up at your house with a U-Haul." Joked Santana, staring at Quinn.
"So, what happens next?" asked Quinn, reaching for her bottle of water.
"I don't know, you could walk out first, I could, whatever really." She said, her gaze fluttering towards the window.
"You know, I might just stay here for a while." Said Quinn, "It's been a long day, I've drunk too much, and your alarm goes off way too early anyway. So are you going to join me?"
"I think I will." whispered Santana, her skin glowing underneath the bright desk light.
Santana lay back down beside Quinn, tucking herself back under the covers.
"Thank you... for tonight." Quinn whispered into Santana's ear.
"You're welcome." Santana whispered back, her breath heavy on Quinn's neck.
Quinn shuddered, her heart rate increasing as Santana drew closer.
"Can you turn out the light?" Santana asked, pointing to the desk lamp beside Quinn.
"Erm, yeah." She replied hesitantly, flicking the black switch.
The light vanished from the room, leaving them both shrouded in darkness.
Quinn batted her eyelids as she rose, noticing Santana lay in her arms.
'This can't be real.' She thought to herself, slowly and gently removing her arms from Santana's body, as not to wake her.
She tiptoed across the room, tripping over various furniture and creating a large bang.
Santana instantly woke up, turning to locate the sound.
"Quinn?" She asked, confused. "Are you okay?"
Quinn looked down at Santana smiling.
"Yeah, I'm fine, I was just going to have a shower." She lied, continuing to creep across the room.
"Oh, okay." Santana said, yawning.
Quinn rushed into the bathroom and leant against the sink.
'Oh my gosh. I can't deal with this right now. I should be going back to Yale, back to normality. I don't like Santana. She's just a friend, nothing more.' She tried to tell herself continuously, clambering into the large shower.
As Quinn washed her blonde hair, she thought of nothing but Santana, the night before coming back to her in flashbacks. She wondered what she should do next, Santana was sleeping in the next room. In her bed.
After her shower, Quinn dried herself before sneaking back out to the bedroom.
Santana was fast asleep again, sprawled out on the king sized bed.
Quinn put on the dress she'd worn that night, and went round the Santana's side of the bed. She quickly kissed her on the forehead and walked towards the door.
Quinn opened the door quietly, turning around for a moment to see Santana still lay there.
'Perfect.' She thought, closing the door behind her.
*RIGHT GUYS, THATS IT FOR TONIGHT! I apologise for the last 3 chapters being pretty short, but you will have a long large one by Friday at the latest! I hope you enjoyed it, it was quite nice to do a bit of work on Quinns point!*