Teenage Dream Chapter 10: Stay?, a glee fanfic

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This was the first time in her seventeen years of living where Santana didn't want to be stuck at home studying. Instead, she wanted to be out of her house and hang out with Brittany, Quinn and Puck. She was really starting to hate the punishment, first she thought she didn't care but after four hours of studying, she ran out of things to do.

Checking her clock for what seemed to be the thousandth time it still read 5:30, it was as if time hadn't even passed. She laid the side of her face on the table and just groaned out of boredom; hoping time would pass by quicker.

"Mija!" Her father called from the bottom of the stairs.

"Yeah?" She called back, feeling too lazy to even get up from her seat.

"Come downstairs!"

Groaning to herself she literally slid her face off her table as she sauntered down her stairs. She saw her parents by her front door, dress in formal attire.

"We're going to that doctor's ball we told you about a few months ago. Remember your punishment." Mr. Lopez said before hugging his daughter goodbye.

"We won't be home until later, please don't burn the house down." Mrs. Lopez said, winking subtly to her daughter as she hugged her.

As Mr and Mrs. Lopez entered their car, the older man turned to his wife, "As soon as we drive down, Puck will be over. I can see him staring at us through the window." He laughed as he started the engine.

Soon after she watched her parents drive away until she could no longer see their car. Sighing to herself she crawled back upstairs, literally.

Meanwhile Puck was stared out his window, watching as Santana's parents drove away. He darted across to his room and grabbed his phone to send a text to Brittany.

Quinn with you? The birds have left the nest. Baby bird is by herself. – Puck

He grabbed a jacket and his keys before jumping into his car, starting his engine and drove down to Brittany's house. He waited for the two girls to walk out the Pierce residence and into his car.

"We got to save the bird before we get San!" Brittany said as she entered the car.

"Honey, he meant that San's parents are the birds and San is the baby bird." Quinn said sweetly, smiling at her friend's innocence.

Brittany sat there and mouthed an 'oh' as Puck drove up the Lopez driveway. He got out the car and started throwing rocks at Santana's window. He continued to throw the small rocks even after the Latina opened her window, accidently hitting her square on the face.

"What the fuck Puck! You Son of a Bitch! Watch where you throw them damn rocks you douche bag." She yelled out and continued to yell profanity in Spanish.

"Damn, she cusses like a sailor." Quinn commented, taken aback by the Latina's choice of words. This was the first time her and Brittany had ever heard her yell such words, usually she was calm and collected when she was around others. She guessed Puck was the only person to bring out the bitch in Santana.

"Lock and load douche, we're going out." Puck yelled from below.

"Have you forgotten about my parents?"

"Uh, they go to that ball every year, they don't come back until the next day. You know that. Come on, let's go."

"Why would I want to hang out with you?" The Latina asked.

"You don't, you want to hang out with Brittany." Puck teased as he turned to his car and gave a thumbs up to the cheerleader in the backseat.

"Who you lookin' at loser?" Santana snapped, seeing Puck gesture to a person sitting in the car.

She saw the car door open and out came Brittany, to Santana it was like she was moving in slow motion as she saw a leg step out of the Camaro and then the rest of her body followed shortly. Brittany stood up straight, the wind blowing her blonde hair effortlessly as she looked up at the Latina with a megawatt smile.

Santana's breath hitched when she saw what Brittany was wearing. The cheerleader was dressed in a black mini skirt, the same white leather jacket she wore earlier that week and simple white casual sneakers. The Latina couldn't help but stare at Brittany's longer dancer's legs which seemed to go on for ages, her eyes then raked over Brittany's torso, taking in the amount of cleavage she could see. Her eyes then travelled up to the cheerleader's face and she felt flustered, seeing the girls adorable, sweet and amazing smile.

"Rapunzel Rapunzel, let down your hair! I'm breaking you out of jail! Come on! We'll get you home before your parents do!" Brittany yelled out as she stood below Santana's window.

Santana still leaning out of her window, looked down and realised she could see right down the cheerleader's top. Her heart started beating rapidly; it was happening again, her body was starting to shut down. Before it could shut down she darted back into her room.

"Alright, give me 5 I'm coming down." She yelled from inside.

"I'm coming up Lopez." Puck yelled as he ran into the door, leaving Brittany confused and eventually returning into the car.

Puck sprinted up the stairs and bolted into Santana's room, causing the Latina to squeal loudly.

"I'm not going to tell Britt you just squealed like a bitch." He teased.

"What are you doing here? I could've been changing." She scolded her friend.

"I've seen it all. Don't you remember when our parents used to bathe us together when we were like, what? Five? Your body hasn't changed since then." He joked as he rummaged through the Latina's wardrobe.

"Here." Puck said as he thrusted a few clothing items into the Latina's hands.

"What? I can't wear this." She said, eying the short denim shorts, tight tank top and black button down shirt.

"Uh, yes you can. You wear it all the time."

"At home!" The Latina yelled still holding the clothes.

"Just do it." Puck then left the room and returned to his car waiting for Santana to join them.

"Quinn you're sitting in the front." He said, smiling at Brittany.

Catching on the ruse, Quinn got out the car and sat in the passenger's seat. A few minutes later Santana stepped out her front door, turning slightly to lock it. Brittany, who was still in the car couldn't help but stare at the Latina's body. She stared long and hard at the Latina's bare tanned legs, she could see the definition of her calf muscles. As Santana turned around and started walking towards the car, Brittany couldn't help but stare at how the Latina's tank top was a little too tight and showed a sliver of skin between her belly button and the top of her shorts. She was thanking fate for making the Latina decide to wear her shirt opened because it gave her an amazing view of Santana's cleavage.

As Santana sat next to Brittany, the cheerleader could feel her heart beating rapidly; it almost felt like she was having a heart attack.

"What are we doing" Santana asked leaning forward, fitting through the gap between the driver's and passenger's seat.

"I'm returning the favour." Puck said as he passed a 4 pack of wine coolers and a bottle of Irish cream liqueur.

"Why is there so much?" Santana asked taking the alcohol from Puck's hands.

"They're weak and since you're a lightweight and Brittany hates the taste of everything else I got you guys this."

Shrugging to herself, Santana handed the 4 pack to Brittany as she took the other bottle. Puck reversed out the driveway and started driving as the two girls in the back seat downed the wine coolers.

"Want one?" Brittany asked, offering a wine cooler to Quinn. The head cheerleader refused as she fiddled with the radio.

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An hour later all the alcohol had been finished by the two girls who were giggling loudly in the backseat.

"I f-f-feel soooo w-weeirrd right now." Santana slurred as her head swayed side to side.

"Meeee tooooo." Brittany squealed, unable to contain her fit of giggles.

"How come they're so drunk? Brittany's not that weak, that girl drinks a lot more usually." Quinn questioned Puck as she watched the two red faced girls giggle and whisper into each other's ears.

"I may have added a little extra to that Irish cream drink." Puck said, smiling mischievously.

"You spiked their drinks! ? Hi-5 on that." Quinn said as she hi-5ed the mohawked boy.

"How about a kiss?" Puck asked, moving his cheeks towards Quinn.

"No."

Puck feigned hurt and continued to drive, occasionally glancing at the two girls through his rear view mirror.

"Dj! Plaaay some music YO!" Santana yelled from the back seat, fist pumping her hand in the air as Brittany head banged to an imaginary beat.

Laughing at the two drunken girls, Quinn fiddled with CD player and selected a song that everyone could belt it out to. As the opening intro of Bon Jovi's "Livin' On a Prayer" blared through Puck's ridiculously large sound system, the two girls in the back seat squealed in delight.

"I love this song!" They said in unison, looking at each other and breaking out into another fit of laughter.

Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike, he's down on his luck
It's tough, so tough

Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love, mmm, for love

Puck sang the verse with Quinn as the two drunken girls in the back started dancing in their seat and fisting pumping the air, occasionally hitting Puck's roof by accident.

She says we've got to hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We got each other and that's a lot
For love we'll give it a shot!

Brittany and Santana then took over and started to sing, looking at each other as they yelled at the top of their lungs. They were swishing their hair back and forth as they sung loudly, causing both Quinn and Puck to laugh hysterically. It was hard to understand what they two were even saying because they were slurring out each word incoherently.

Oh, we're half way there
Oh oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Oh oh, livin' on a prayer'

The four teens then started belting out the lyrics, practically shouting now. Santana's voice broke through the other voices as she sung the words 'livin' on a prayer'. Brittany couldn't help but admire at how powerful the girls voice was to be able to break through all their shouting.

Tommy's got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used to make it talk
So tough, mmm, it's tough

Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers
"Baby it's okay, someday"

Puck and Quinn continued to power through the verse, moving their heads in beat as Quinn drummed her hands on the dashboard. As they sung the last line of the verse Santana, feeling the liquid courage course through her veins decided to do something bold. She leaned over quickly and kissed Brittany on the cheek, making the cheerleader blush furiously and smile shyly.

We gotta hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We got each other and that's a lot
For love we'll give it a shot!

Before Brittany could do anything, Santana started to sing, slinging her arm around Brittany's shoulders as she screamed out the last line. Joining in the cheerleader started to yell along with the Latina.

Oh, we're half way there
Oh oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Oh oh, livin' on a prayer
Livin' on a prayer!

We gotta hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got

Whoa, we're half way there
Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it I swear
Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

The four teenagers started laughing hysterically because once again they received strange stares from a family who were driving in the lane next to them. Santana and Brittany were still heavily drunk as they were giggling to each other and swaying violently as the car moved.

"Puck." Santana said, feeling queasy, "I'm about to 'nade out some food." She said clutching her stomach.

Looking in the rear view mirror he saw the Latina scrunch her face in pain as she leaned forward, "Oh no, no, no, no, no." he repeated, panicking as he quickly pulled over and hoisted the Latina out of the car, leading her to the side of the road.

Brittany quickly rushed over to Santana and rubbed her back soothingly as the girl dry heaved and emptied out her stomach. She noticed a flash going off in the corner of her eyes and turned to see Puck and Quinn snapping photos of the two. She posed to the camera as she stood next to a heaving Latina, who was still hunched over.

"Tag me!" She yelled before returning to comforting the Latina. Ten minutes later and a whole container of breath mints the four teens finally returned into the car and continued on with their adventure.

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Puck pulled into a parking lot overlooking a lake. A few stars populated the dark sky, with the moon starting to shine brightly.

"Alright, since you kiddies are drunk and we don't want you drown, me and Quinn are going to go down to the lake and let you kids sober up." The mohawked boy informed as he and Quinn stepped out of the car, locking the doors so the two girls couldn't leave.

"You think it'll work?" Quinn asked as they neared the lake.

"I hope it does."

Santana and Brittany were still in the back seat looking blankly at each other in silence.

"He left us." They were in complete darkness, with only the moon providing light for them. Leaning forward Santana tried to open the doors, realising that Puck had engaged the child locks she huffed as she leant back on the seat.

"T-t-totally lame." She slurred, resting her head on the head rest.

"I'm, I'm s-scared…" Brittany whimpered, hugging her knees tightly and burying her head in them.

Santana looked to the cheerleader who was reduced to nothing more than a bumbling mess, feeling the need to protect her she hesitantly placed an arm around Brittany's shoulders. She poked Brittany's side with her free hand to gain her attention.

When the cheerleader lifted her head, Santana nodded her head in the direct of her other arm, making Brittany turn around to watch the Latina wiggling her pinkie.

"I-I-I p-pinkie promise you, you won't be scared any-anymore." Santana said softly still feeling drunk as she waited for Brittany to link her pinkie with her own.

Brittany wrapped her left arm around Santana's waist while she held the Latina's right hand with her pinkie, bringing it close to her face as she rested her head on her friend's chest. Leaning her back against the door Santana used her left hand to softly stroke Brittany's blonde hair to calm her nerves.

Puck and Quinn approached the car slowly, hoping to not walk in on a full make out session. The two could see Santana leaning against the glass as her hand stroked Brittany's head, their minds instantly headed towards the gutter, as they thought about what Brittany may be doing.

They let out a sigh of relief when they came closer to the car and saw that Brittany was resting on the Latina's chest.

"Damn, thought they were getting it on." Puck said, nudging Quinn on the shoulder as he winked.

"That would've been awkward."

Puck unlocked his car which had startled the Latina who was only focused on comforting the scared cheerleader in her arms.

As he sat in the car he turned around to the back seat and saw Santana smiling as Brittany slept on her chest. He could tell the Latina was still drunk as her eyes still had the vacant glazed look and also, the fact she was semi drooling as well.

Quinn turned around and smiled sweetly at Santana. She was glad that the Latina was taking care of her best friend, she knew all too well about Brittany's fear about the dark, which was one the reasons why she was a little hesitant to leave the two alone in the car.

As Puck started his engine it had woken up the sleeping cheerleader who sat up slowly and rubbed her eyes open.

"W-what are we doooing?" She said sleepily, still feeling the effects of the alcohol.

"We be going, going the R-r-r-raaachel's house and t-tell her all four of us be joining gleeee." Santana slurred out, smiling at Brittany.

"Really! ? YAY!" Brittany squealed, hugging the Latina tightly.

Brittany moved over to the middle seat and nestled her body against Santana's once more as she linked their pinkies together.

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Once they returned to Lima, Puck made a detour and ended up parked out front Rachel's house.

"Here we are at Jew Princesses' house." Puck said to the Latina who was semi conscience.

Santana fumbled with the door before managing to open it after many unsuccessful attempt to grab the handle. She literally crawled out of the car as she dragged her drunken body onto the Berry's front porch.

Resting her forehead on the door she pressed the doorbell repeatedly. Her body suddenly moved forward as the door was swung open by Rachel Berry.

"Santana?" Rachel greeted slowly, noticing that the Latina was in fact drunk.

"R-r-rachel!" She yelled out, lifting her arms up in the arm before swaying back and forth to catch her balance.

"What are you doing here?" The diva asked, cautiously eying the drunken Latina.

"I'm, I am the ambassador of, the awesome foursome!" Santana exclaimed as she stood straight and saluted.

"Ok…"

"We come in p-peace and off-offer you our tal-tal, serv- sing, um. SERVICES!"

"Huh?" Rachel asked, unable to understand what Santana was trying to saying.

"We a-are going to off-offer you our serrrviiiices and help you guuuuyys win Nationaaals!" The Latina said as she fist pumped the air.

"Am I hearing this correctly? You're going to join glee club?" Rachel asked for clarification.

"Y-yes! Puck, Quin and Britty-boo as well. Here!" She said thrusting a piece of paper into Rachel's hands. She swiftly turned around and returned to Puck's car.

Rachel looked down on the paper and saw what was written, "We the awesome foursome (Puck, Quinn, Britt and Santana) do totally swear that we're joining Glee." And at the bottom were signatures from the four. She folded the paper delicately and returned back up to her room, excited for Monday's glee club meeting.

It was nearing 11 o'clock when Puck dropped both Quinn and Brittany off, leaving him and Santana in the car. He helped her up to her room before giving her a brotherly kiss on her forehead as he left the room.

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Santana woke up in the morning with a pounding headache, she swore at that moment that she would never drink alcohol again. Forcing herself up, she shuffled into the bathroom hoping that a shower would make her feel better. As she entered her room her phone started ringing, picking up the phone she saw the picture of Brittany wearing her glasses show up on the screen.

"Hey Britt." She said, her voice still hoarse.

"San." Brittany said sadly.

"What's wrong?"

"You know how you said I could call you anytime if I need help? I feel bad San." The cheerleader whined through the phone.

"Ok, I'll be over in 15." Santana said hastily.

"Hurry." Brittany whined.

Quickly grabbing her favourite hoodie she raced downstairs to her parents.

"Mami! Papi!" She yelled out.

"What mija?" Her mother yelled back from her bedroom.

Turning on her heel, Santana ran back upstairs and barged into her parents' bedroom.

"I know you said I can't go out, but Brittany's not feeling too good. Can I please go? I'll give up my PS3 for the week." She begged.

"Urhmm." Her father mumbled from under the pillows.

"What papi?"

"Go. Go Brittany's. Consider your punishment over." He said waving his arm blindly since his head was still buried under the pillows.

"Thank you!" Santana yelled as she raced down the stairs and towards Brittany's house.

"My back hurts honey. Care to give me a massage?" Mr. Lopez mumbled from under the pillow.

"You haven't won yet." Mrs. Lopez said, lying back down on the bed.

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Santana waited impatiently as she rang the doorbell. Mrs. Pierce opened the door and looked down at the fidgety Latina standing in front of her.

"Hello." She said softly, her voice almost mirroring Brittany's.

"Hi, Mrs. Pierce. I'm Santana Lopez, I live three doors down. I'm Brittany's friend." She said, noticing the woman standing in front of her looked exactly like an older version of the cheerleader.

"Oh! Santana Lopez. I've heard so much about you. Brittany's rather fond of you. I must thank you for helping her with her math. She's doing much better." Mrs. Pierce said excitedly, gesturing for the girl to come in.

"It's no problem at all." Santana said politely.

"Brittany's upstairs in her room dear. It's the door with the ducks." The older woman laughed as she walked down towards the living room.

Santana said a quick thank you and walked upstairs, looking for the duck covered door. Once she found the door she could hear Brittany groaning in pain from the other side. Opening the door slowly she peered in to see the cheerleader huddled in the foetal position under her covers.

"Britt." She said softly, trying not to startle the cheerleader. As she stepped into the room she noticed the that Brittany was wearing the Little Big Planets shirt she gave her previously.

Receiving no answer she crawled slowly on top of the covers, resting her back against the headboard. She place her arm on the cheerleader's shoulders rubbing them soothly, waiting for her to respond.

"San. My tummy hurts." Brittany whined as she groaned louder.

"I think you're dehydrated. I'll get you some water." The Latina offered as she stepped onto the floor.

She went downstairs to find Mrs. Pierce to ask where she kept their glasses. After grabbing a glass of water she made her way back up to the cheerleader's room. She placed the glasses gently on the night stand before helping Brittany to sit up. Once Brittany finished drinking the water she resumed her place, huddled under the covers as Santana sat on top of the covers, her head resting on her hand with her elbow propped up on the pillows.

She rubbed the cheerleader's back soothingly until she heard her friend's breathing even out. Coming to the conclusion that Brittany had fallen asleep she started to move slowly off the bed. Before she could move anymore an arm shot out and grabbed her wrist.

"Stay ." Brittany whispered, her eyes still shut.

"Ok." Santana whispered back, returning back to her position on top of the covers.

"Cuddle me?" Brittany asked timidly, tugging at the covers so that Santana could crawl under.

Complying to Brittany's wishes, Santana crawled under the covers and nestled her body behind the cheerleader's. The Latina positioned her body is such a way she was practically spooning the girl with her arm resting on her sides.

Brittany grabbed Santana's arm and wrapped it around her own waist and pulled the Latina's wrist towards her chest. She then linked their two pinkies together before shuffling her body so that their bodies fit perfectly together.

"Stay?" Brittany asked once more.

"Ok. I pinkie promise."

A/N: Chapter 10 for you. Yay finally double digits. I have some news to make you people happy, i think...if it doesn't then this is just awkward...This story is NO where near finished (: Deffs probably gonna be 20+ chapters. I don't know if that's good or bad, personally I likes me some long stories. My 4 day weekend is over ): next update will be in 2 days.

Song used is: Livin' On A Prayer by Bon Jovi. Best song ever!

Oh, i forgot to mention in CH.9 the song Santana sang was "Like an Iceberg" By Claude Kelly.

I shall share you another random story of my life. I went shopping with my brother, ok I wasn't intending on buy anything...ended up walking out with a new adidas messenger bag and a game...dammit. Anyway randomly he says, "Hurry up and pop out a baby." and i'm like "Wtf why?" then he starts rambling on about how he's going to use the kid to pick up girls make the kid say to a girl "wiw you pwease go out wif my uncy?" i swear my bro's a loser.

Oh, when i was driving today i had my windows down and was singing loudly along to "Drop the Girl" yes still obsesesd with that song, then "Light up the world" started playing and i belted it out like a boss. Trust me when i say I play my music loud in my car so like this old guy was staring at me as i drove. Then at the red light, I forgot I was playing music out of my Glee playlist so guess what the next song was, "My Cup" yep, full blast My Cup was playing. All i can say is i had to speed away to avoid the weird looks i was getting from the cars next to me...awks. Yep, "My Cup" is a far cry from my car playlist which is filled with hardcore rock songs then BAM! My Cup...

I gotta learn to stop rambling on...bet y'all are getting sick of my stories (:

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