Thanks for the reviews and get wells, everyone. :] I think I slept for around 18 hours last night. So, I'm well rested and read to type. Still sick, so I may update again tomorrow if we're all lucky! I'm going to have the girls start exploring their feelings for one another more in this chapter. And who knows? Maybe in the next few chapters there will be a dorm party that involves a little alcohol.. Gotta read to find out. ;]
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So, let's get this chapter started!
The next morning, Santana was jostled out of her dream by loud knocking on the door. "You've got to be kidding me!" she huffed as she tried to move out her bed only to find a pair of long, strong arms wrapped around her waist. She smiled at the paler girl as she moved a strand of hair from her face. "Wakey, wakey, Britt." she cooed into her ear slightly shaking the blonde girl groaned and removed her arms from around Santana and rolled over, only to fall off the bed completely with a loud thump. At first she didn't move, but quickly looked up at Santana who had a smirk plastered on her face. She groaned again and glared at her roommate.
"Door, Santana." She said clearly still half asleep. The Latina walked over to the door and slammed it open with a perfect Lopez glare.
"What do you want?" She huffed out.
"Good morning to you too, sleeping beauty." It was Mercedes. "May I come in?" Santana just rolled her eyes playfully and moved over so the guest could come in.
Over the past two weeks, the girls started to form somewhat of a friendship with one another. It started blossoming when the darker girl made a joke about Rachel Berry's knee socks and Santana couldn't help but agree.
"So, what in the world brought you here at," Santana looked over to the clock. "8 in the morning on a Saturday morning?" She asked as she closed the door and walked back to her bed, kicking a sleeping Brittany in the process.
Mercedes eyed the pale body sprawled across the floor for a moment. "Well, one, why is she on the ground? And two, I was wondering if you and Miss Brittany would like to join me, Tina, and a few other girls for a little party tonight?" She asked wriggling her eyebrows as she spoke.
"Party?" A suddenly wide awake, Brittany asked as she jumped to her feet. "Of course we will be there!" Mercedes chuckled at the girl before looking to Santana with a smirk.
Santana thought for a moment before looking at her roommate as she shuffled around the room mumbling to herself about clothes and hair. Then, looking over to an expectant Mercedes.
"Only on one condition," she answered in a sly voice and a mischievous smile. Brittany and Mercedes both eyed the girl waiting to here what she had to say. "There gots ta be booze. Cause Britts and I is gone to get our party on!" She shouted jumping up.
Brittany squealed and ran up to Santana and body slammed her knocking them both to the floor. This only caused Mercedes to fall back wards onto the blonde girl's bed in a fit of laughter.
"Hot damn You girls are a trip! But you have my word chica, yous gonna have yo booze." The black girl said as she rolled off the bed and headed towards the door. Santana, who was still under Brittany, moved to get up and let their guest out. But Mercedes waved her hand. "I got it girl, stay down there. I'll give ya'll the details down at lunch. Peace!" She shouted back as the closed the door behind her.
Brittany was looking down at Santana who was still beneath her. Even in the dimmed room, Santana could see those bright pools of blue staring back down her. The blonde has this perfect smile plastered on her face, it must have been contagious because Santana was wearing a matching one.
"Hey Britt, I have a question.?" The Latina said with a twinkle in her eye. Brittany looked concerned for a second but then giggled as she felt fingers start to tickle up her sides. "Are you ticklish?" And with that, Santana pushed the taller girl off of her and started to tickle her everywhere she could.
"Ahh! Santana! Stop!" Brittany squealed as she tried to squirm away from her attacker. "Please, San! I can't.. breath!" Brittany was laughing so hard that she started to cry. Not sad tears, happy tears. But Santana didn't know that.
She stopped her tickling for a second, and looked down at the girl she had pinned beneath her. "Britt, you okay?" She asked concern obvious in her voice.
"Gotcha!" Brittany shouted as she rolled from under the shorter girl and attacked her from the side. It was her turn to be tickle her roommate. "Who's ticklish now, huh?" She taunted as Santana squirmed and laughed underneath her.
"It isn't over yet!" Santana replied, kicking the girl off of her and wrestling back and forth for a few minutes until finally, it was Brittany who had won the upper hand, pinning Santana down.
"Gotcha." She breathed out, clearly worn out from all the wrestling around.
The room was now silent except for the heavy breathing of the two girls. Brittany had Santana pinned down beneath her with her long, thin legs straddling the shorter girls waist. Both of the blonde's hands were on each side of Santana's face. Dark pools of brown were locked with bright, shinning blue ones.
Brittany was biting on her lower lip with her teeth, eye flicking from Santana's beautiful eyes to her pink, plump lips.
Santana leaned forward, putting her weight on her right elbow, as she caressed Brittany's cheek with her left. She could feel the blonde's breath on her lips as she moved closer. Brittany's eyes fluttered close.
"Santana Lopez! You open this door, right this moment." Both girls moved away from each other quickly, avoiding eye contact as Santana rushed over to the door.
Brittany walked over to her desk and tried to make herself look busy. 'What just happened? Did we almost.." She snapped back into reality when she saw Rachel Berry storming into her room, covered in some weird smelling liquid.
"I know it was you, Santana! Stop lying!" The girl stomped her foot as she spoke, pointing an accusing finger at the confused and angry looking Latina. "You put this over my door so it would ruin my outfit. I am not stupid."Santana walked over to the girl and grabbed her by the collar of her stained sweater. "Berry, shut the hell up. I didn't do this shit. But I wish I had. And also, I don't remember saying you could come in." Santana was fuming. "Since I'm in such a great mood, I'll give you to the count of three to get out." She let go of the now terrified girls collar and shoved her towards the door. "One.. Two.." Before she said three, Rachel was out the door and scampering off towards one of the floors bathrooms.
Brittany sat at her desk in shock of what had just happened. One, she almost kissed Santana. Two, Santana almost killing Berry. And three, she almost kissed Santana.
"I swear, one day, I will destroy her.." The now much calmer Santana said from across the room. Brittany watched her roommate walk across the room and lay down on her bed.
"San.. We should.." Brittany started but was cut off by Santana. She really did cut people off a lot.
"Talk about what? Nothing happened." She quickly responded, clearly not wanting to talk about almost kissing her drop dead gorgeous roommate slash best friend. The Latina looked up to see the hurt in Brittany's eyes. "I'm going to the track and run for a while. And after probably go shower. So, I'll see you down at lunch." She grabbed her towel and toiletries and headed towards the door, but stopped before opening it. "Hey Britt?" The blonde looked up the meet those dark, gorgeous, brown eyes. "We can talk about it.. Later." and with that, she was out the door.
"That did not just happen." Santana said under her breath as she practically sprinted to the floors Washroom.
It was about 12:30 when Santana finally made her way towards the cafeteria to meet with Brittany, Mercedes, and everyone else. Everyday, the girls would sit together at the same exact table with the same exact people.
After grabbing her tray and utensils, Santana walked over to her friends. As she grew closer, she could hear that adorable laugh she had grown to love over the past weeks.
"Hey party people!" She greeted with a smile a small fist pump as she sat down across from Brittany and in between Mercedes and Tina. She got a 'hell yeah' from Mercedes, an excited nod from Tina, and a nervous smile from Brittany. It killed her to see her friend like this and know she is the cause for it, too.
"I-I-I'm so ex-ex-excited for tonight!" Tina exclaimed as she stabbed her pizza with her fork. "I can't r-remember the last time I got d-d-down and d-dirty!" This caused everyone at the table to laugh a bit and make a few suggestive comments.
Santana could feel Brittany's eyes on her from across the table. She took a quick glance from under her bangs, and sure enough, the blond was staring at her. When Brittany noticed Santana staring back, she quickly averted her eyed and became suddenly interested in her cold pizza.
"Okay guys, so, be in my room at 8:30. But, the party don't start till 9:15. Got to keep it on the DL, so don't spread the word. Because, we all know if Rue Paul over there get a whiff of it," Everyone looked over to Rachel who was sitting alone at a table on the far end of the room before returning their attention back to the girl talking in front of them. "She will definitely report it to Figgins." Mercedes said before waving goodbye and heading off to get everything ready for later that night.
Everyone else at the table nodded in agreement to keep it a secret and made a few comments about the annoying girl no one seemed to like. Santana kicked Brittany under the table to try and get her attention.
"Ouch.." the blonde mumbled as she looked around confused. Santana couldn't help but laugh at the confused look on her roommate's face. "Why'd you kick me, San?" She asked with a hurt look on her face and sticking her bottom lip out in a pout.
"I was trying to get your attention with out anyone else noticing, but, seems like it didn't work." She snickered as she motioned to everyone else at their table who had been watching the interaction. Brittany made an 'oh' face before smiling at the brunette across from her.
"Whatcha need, Sany?" she asked as she looked down at her plate slightly grossed out by what she was served. She looked up when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. She smiled at Santana who had her pinky extended towards her.
"Come on, B. It's almost two. We gotta go get ready for this party tonight." She said as she walked pink-in-pinky with her best friend.
Santana has successfully been avoiding Brittany's questions for the past 5 hours now and she was running out of ideas. She was starting to panic a little bit. Brittany had been trying to talk to her but she just kept ignoring the question.
"Santana." Brittany said firmly.
"Britt, we can't…" She was caught off mid sentence by a soft, pale hand covering her mouth.
"Santana. Look at me." Brittany said in a soft tone. When the brunette finally looked up into those pools of blue, she nodded and allowed the girl to say what she needed to say. "San, all I wanted to say is that what ever happened earlier, was no big deal. It won't happen again. " Her eyes told another story though. They seemed hurt. "So can you please stop acting so odd?" She smiled down at the shorter girl and gave her a reassuring nod. "Now, I'm going to move my hand. Okay?"
Santana was honestly shocked by the blonde confession. In a way, she was hoping that she would say she wanted it to happen. Or better, actually do it. But instead, she blew it off as nothing when clearly, it had been something.
"So, what ever almost happened, mean nothing?" Santana asked hardly in a whisper. At first, Brittany couldn't believe if she had heard her correctly. She tried to take a step back, to get a better look at Santana's face, but what stopped when she felt a warm hand wrap around her own.
Santana couldn't get the words to come out her mouth, so she just stood there, staring at their hands clasped together. She cleared her throat and met those beautiful blue eyes she was found herself so attracted to. In those blue eyes, she found the strength she needed.
She took a step towards the taller girl and brought her free hand up to Brittany's cheek. With their faces on inches apart, Brittany could feel the Latina's warm breath on her lips as she spoke.
"So, this doesn't mean anything to you?" And with that, Santana smashed their lips together in a soft, tender kiss. She stroked the smaller girls cheek with her thumb as she felt a pair of wrap around her waist, pulling her closer.
Santana was the first to pull away, scared to look into the eyes of the one person who could destroy her. Brittany stood there motionless, shocked by what had just happened.
"Shit, Brittany. I'm sorry, that was stu.." She was cut off by a pair of familiar lips colliding with her own. She smiled into the kiss. But frowned when Brittany pulled away. "Why'd you stop?" She asked in a joking manner, but still slightly shook up about finally kissing her gorgeous roommate.
"Because, we've got a party to get ready for." Brittany replied simply, giving the Latina a playful look and walking away, shaking her ass as she did so.
"Tease." Santana said jokingly under her breath. And flopping backwards onto her bed with the goofiest smile of her life.
And that's a wrap for chapter 7! I really hope you guys enjoyed it. I had fun writing a few scenes and difficulty with words in other. But, all in all, I think this one came out alright. Reviews are loved and cherished!
I just realized how long this chapter was.. Tell me if it is too much for one chapter or, you know, not enough!
