Chapter 28
"You think Berry's actually gonna let loose this time?" Brittany asks as she and Santana stand on Rachel's porch.
"She let loose last time." Santana points out.
Brittany chuckles, swinging her and Santana's hands together, "Yeah but that took some convincing. I don't like putting effort into things."
"Sure you don't." Santana teases with a wink. Before Brittany can reply the door swings open.
"Brittany, Santana!" Rachel exclaims, taking both of their arms and dragging them in. "It took you long enough! The party's already started."
Brittany's eyes widened and she shot a look to Santana, "Yeah you know, we always like to be fashionably late." She jokes.
Rachel grins and continues to drag them downstairs, "So I'm now noticing."
Brittany looks around the house, "Now since we won't be going to Nationals, there is alcohol downstairs yes?"
Rachel turns around, and Brittany fears that she will get lectured, but instead a smirk appears on her face, "Well my dads are away for a few days, so I figured we could get our party on." She shimmies her hips slightly.
"Sweet!" Brittany takes Santana's hand and drags her the rest of the way. As they reach the bottom of the stairs they see most of them members giggling and dancing around the room. Music is blaring from speakers that are dangling from the ceiling.
Brittany catches Quinn sitting on the couch looking surprisingly Zen. She lets go of Santana's hand, pressing a kiss on her cheek before heading over to the blonde.
"Fabgay," She greets, "what's got you so chill?"
Quinn glances up, her eyes squinted and a hazy look on her face. "It's just a great night." She grins.
Brittany's eyes widen and her jaw drops, "Oh my god, you scored some pot! Dude where the fuck did you get it?!" Brittany pushes Quinn over and sits on the couch.
Quinn looks at her and takes a drag, "Ryerson scored me some."
"Fucking creeper is my hero." Brittany grins and reaches over to the blonde, "Gimme."
Quinn lazily hands her the joint and Brittany takes a drag letting it set in before handing it back to her. She leans her head back on the couch and smiles.
"Hey babe." Brittany looks up to see Santana standing in front of her.
"Hey," She grins.
Santana's expression turns shocked when she sees the joint in Quinn's hand. "How did Rachel not explode when she saw this?"
"Look at her." Quinn replies calmly. Santana looks over and sees Rachel bouncing around the room, grabbing onto a glee clubber and dancing with them. "She wouldn't even notice if her dress caught fire."
"But her dads-"
"Are gone for a few days, the smell will go away as soon as I pop some windows open. Chill out." Quinn shrugs.
Santana looks over at Brittany, who is now looking intensely at a cushion. "Babe, are you with me on this? It's not a good idea." Brittany pokes at the cushion. "Britt!"
Brittany's head shoots up. "Santana, calm down, just have some fun. Quinnie's right." Quinn nods her head slowly.
Santana sighs, and looks down as Brittany takes her hand. "It's a party, so y'know, party." Brittany moves their hands to the beat of the music and a small smile slips on Santana's lips.
"Okay, okay." She laughs and pulls her hands away. She's about to talk but Puck dances his way over to her, shoving a drink in her hand.
"Let loose Lopez! WE'RE NUMBER TWO! WE'RE NUMBER TWO!" He cheers. The rest of the glee club turns around and starts to cheer along. Santana smiles and figures 'what the hell' before chugging the drink.
Brittany stretches her arms over her head and looks around the room. It had been an hour since she had last seen Santana, and her high was wearing off. Brittany looks over to Quinn and watches as she drums on one of the pillows.
Brittany is about to stand up until a body smashes into her. "Britty!" Brittany falls back on the couch, the body coming with her.
"Berry oh my god, you weigh a ton." Brittany groans.
"You're so funny, my cuddle bunny." Rachel nuzzles her face into Brittany's neck. "Haha that rhymed, funny and bunny." She giggles into the blonde's neck.
"Yeah that's great Rachel, but I'm kind of looking for my girlfriend." Brittany shifts so Rachel is on top of her lap.
"Oh yeah! Santana!" Her face flashes with recognition as she looks at Brittany. "She was just getting her drank on, she'll be back in a few." Rachel grins as she takes a strand of Brittany's hair and twirls it. "Funny bunny, I'm gonna write a song and call it that, it's gonna be about you okay?"
"Yeah okay." Brittany plays along. "Why don't you get your girlfriend to help you out?" She offers.
"She's not cuddly!" Rachel whines. "Besides she's totally busy rocking out." Brittany looks over and watches as Quinn's head bangs up and down, as she drums furiously on the pillow. Rachel cuddles further into the blonde.
Brittany gives her a look and almost says something, but a wail cuts her off. Brittany's brows furrow and she looks up to see a sobbing Santana right in front of her. Brittany places Rachel on the cushion next to her and immediately stands up. "Santana, are you okay?"
"Why don't you ask Rachel?" She sobs.
Brittany looks confusedly over to the brunette on the couch. "What's going on?"
"Stay away from my woman Berry!" Santana shouts to the brunette. Brittany looks back to Santana, completely lost.
"Santana, are you drunk?" She reaches to touch Santana's face, but Santana swats at her hands.
"Is she prettier than me? Is that why you're cuddling with her? Do you not love me?" Santana wails.
"Santana I-I don't know what's really happening right now."
"Oh just kiss me!" Before Brittany can even fathom what is happening her face is being pulled towards Santana. Their lips collide and Santana holds Brittany's head in a death grip, her lips furiously working on Brittany's.
Brittany wraps her arms around the shorter girl's waist and continues to kiss her. She begins to get into the kiss but a sob makes her pull away. Santana, however, still manages to hold her head so Brittany doesn't get too far. "Santana I can't tell if you're crying because you're drunk, or if you're crying because something upset you."
Santana lets out another sob, pulling Brittany closer. "You like Rachel more than me!"
"I-what?"
"She's pretty and smart and so awesome! And you want to marry her and have tons of Jewish babies!" Santana sways a little, and Brittany leans down to keep the brunette upright.
"First of all Santana, Rachel is not my type, and second, our babies would not be attractive with her massive nose." Santana lets out another sob.
"Don't insult Rachel! She's my friend!"
"Well I don't know what you want me to say!" Brittany returns, a little louder than she intended because of her frustration.
"Don't yell at me!" She cries, "Just tell me that you love me!"
"Okay! I love you!" Before Brittany can question if that was good enough for her, her lips are once again claimed by Santana's.
Santana manages to push Brittany down on the couch, climbing on the blonde's lap. As she threads her fingers through the blonde's hair, Brittany hears Rachel singing.
"Tell me that you love me, yeah! Tell me that I take your breath away!" Rachel belts out.
Brittany pulls away from Santana. Santana ignores her and continues to work her lips down Brittany's neck. Brittany looks over at Rachel, "Hey Rach?" The blonde asks softly.
Rachel stops singing and curiously looks over at the blonde, "Yeah Britts?"
"Can you like move to another couch, or just like—stop that incessant squawking?" Rachel gasps and puts her hand to her chest, before pouting and heading over to Quinn. Brittany rolls her eyes and reconnects her lips with Santana's.
Brittany guessed a few hours had passed, but she couldn't tell because she was too occupied with Santana. In between trying to get her to stop crying and trying to get her to not try and rip her clothes off, she was exhausted.
She was about ready to call it a night, but Rachel was thinking otherwise. "Spin the bottle!" She shouts. "Who wants to play spin the bottle?" A few cheers go off around the room, and Rachel claps excitedly. "Oh Brittany dear." Rachel sings. "Spin the bottle!"
Brittany detaches herself from Santana and looks at her, "Berry I would love to play but-"
"She doesn't want your lips! She only wants my lips! Cause I'm prettier and smarter! My GPA is higher than yours! And I'm a better kisser!" Santana cries.
Brittany looks at Rachel and shrugs. Rachel grins and turns back to the circle.
"Does Tana want to go to bed?" Brittany coos.
Santana sniffles, "No, I have to pee."
Brittany laughs and helps the brunette stand up, "NO!" The brunette protests. "Carry me!" She holds her arms out like a little kid, and Brittany rolls her eyes before picking her up bridal style.
Santana giggles as Brittany carries her to the bathroom. Once she gets in the room she sets Santana down on the open toilet seat, stupid boys. Santana tugs her underwear down and moves her dress up slightly.
Brittany stands in the room arms across her chest and watches Santana. Santana stops grinning and looks at Brittany, "Don't look." She mutters.
"Please Santana, whether I'm looking or not it's gonna come out either way." Santana pouts. Brittany sighs and is about to look away, but can't help but laugh as soon as she hears Santana peeing. "Told you." She mutters to herself.
"Oh god! I'm so embarrassed!" Santana sobs. Brittany's eyes widen, not again. "No pee, stop. You're embarrassing me in front of my girlfriend! Look away Britts!" Santana shouts covering herself.
Brittany stifles her laughter and turns away. Soon it goes silent and Brittany slowly turns around. "Done?"
Santana mumbles something to herself but nods. "Good, wash your hands too."
"I'm not a baby." Santana retorts, as she lathers soap on her hands.
"Well you've been crying like one." Brittany says to herself, hoping Santana doesn't catch it. The water stops running and Brittany chances a glance up at her girlfriend.
"Are you saying that I'm a baby?"
"Well I mean, no of course not. It's just—you've been crying a lot and such. I was just comparing you to one." She offers lamely.
"So I'm just some big baby! Well guess what Britt jokes on you then! Cause you've been making out with a baby how does that sound?"
"A little gross when you put it that way." She answers quietly.
Santana scoffs through her tears, "So I'm gross now?"
"No I'm just saying that the thought of making out with an actual baby is gross, you're not."
Santana throws her hands in the air, "But you called me a baby!"
"I didn't call you one, you are acting like one! Well I don't know if baby is the proper comparison, cause you also get horny, and that's a little gross for a baby to be." She says offhandedly.
"So I'm a gross, horny baby! Great that's just great!"
Brittany sighs, "No, you're not gross or a baby, horny yes, baby no."
"Well that's not what you said!"
"Well I'm saying it now!" Brittany shouts back.
Santana pauses and looks at Brittany, and Brittany shuffles back a little feeling as if shouting took it too far. "You're really hot when you yell." Santana purrs.
And you are a hot mess, is what she wanted to say, but she refrained. Santana takes a step closer to her and crashes their lips together. "Let's go find a room and have sex." Santana says between kisses.
Brittany lifts Santana up and nods her head. Brittany carries Santana out of the room disconnecting their lips as she looks for a room. Santana presses lazy kisses on her neck and soon enough Brittany reaches Rachel's guest room.
As she opens the door she realizes that Santana's kisses were less frequent, she pauses and looks down at the brunette only to find her asleep. "Thank god." She breathes.
As she reaches the bed she gently lays Santana down, stroking some hair from her face. "You, my friend, are never allowed to drink ever." She places a kiss on Santana's forehead as she cuddles into her side, letting her exhaustion take over.
A/N: SORRY THAT I HAVEN'T UPDATED! AND SORRY THAT THIS IS SO SHORT! I wanted to give you guys something, so here is this sucky party! I wanted to give you guys a drunk!Santana.
I know I said that July was free for me, and it was, but my mom decided that since I was free, that I had to work on my Summer Assignments and send out some job applications so that I have one for the school year, yay. I am going to New York in a week, but that's only for the weekend, so I will update a few times this week and then hopefully get some new stories out :) Also the next chapter will be more serious, just wanted to give you some laughs :)
This story is coming to an end soon, probably only like, three or four chapters, not heavy on drama or anything (I'll save that for the sequel ;) ) but I just want to get this done and then post some new stories!
I was working on a Fimogen one-shot, don't know when I'll get that done though.
Thank you for sticking with me! You guys are the best! Thanks for all the reviews, follows, messages, and just everything!
