So here's chapter 2! I hope you think it's okay. I really enjoyed writing this one. Reviews would be greatly appreciated!

I DO NOT OWN GLEE. (If I did, this would be what happens ;) )

Santana lay in her bed with a pounding head from the combination of a hangover and confusion. She replayed last night over and over again in her head but couldn't understand why Quinn had run away. From Santana's point of view, the two girls had been having a lot of fun until they were interrupted. Santana felt herself become aroused as her head re-played Quinn's moans. I'm sure she was enjoying it. Hell, why wouldn't she? I'm amazing in the sack. But why would she run away from me? It was only Rachel who came in. Santana grabbed her phone from her bedside table and texted a quick message to Quinn.

Hey, Q… I'm laying here wondering why the hell you ran away. We were having so much fun ;) S x

She waited. No reply. Santana went for a shower and got ready for the day ahead to kill some time. She waited anxiously for her phone to vibrate but there was still nothing. She decided to try a different approach.

Sorry for being so crude in my last txt. I just want to hear from you to know you got home okay. Please call or txt me. S x

She waited for a reply for hours. By the time her phone buzzed, it was nearly 5:00pm. She let out a disappointed sigh as she read the text.

Quinn: Yeah, I got home fine. Thanks. Q x

Jesus Christ! This text gives me no indication to what she's thinking. I best just leave it and let her come to me. And so Santana did leave it. For the rest of the weekend, she moped about the house trying to take her mind off it. She watched movies, sang, ate, but nothing managed to erase the party from her mind. Santana was both angry and upset. She liked Quinn. She needed answers.

The next day at school, Santana acted like everything was normal. She compared hangovers with the rest of the glee kids and laughed and joked about how drunk Rachel was. But inside, she didn't care what else went down on that night. As she walked down the hall to her locker, she saw Quinn getting out her Chemistry text book with a distant look on her face.

Quinn slammed her locker shut with frustration. She felt guilty for running away and leaving Santana confused, but angry at herself for giving into her sexual needs. But Santana is so hot. She does things to me that nobody else can. I really wish I could pluck up the courage to tell her how I really feel. As Quinn's door closed, it revealed a smirking Latina leaning against the lockers. Quinn swore her heart momentarily stopped beating.

"Hey, Q. You know, you really should be taking Biology instead so you can understand how contraception works. I thought you would have learned from last year," Santana's light hearted yet nasty words were no shock to the beautiful blonde. She normally took them on the chin and retaliated but this time, she didn't know what to say. She'd practically ignored Santana all weekend and tried to pretend that nothing happened but now it all came flooding back to her. The way she touched me. Those fierce kisses. Her husky voice telling me how much she wants me. Quinn just stared back at her. Santana continued to smirk. "How are you?"

"Yeah. Um… Fine. Look, I've got to go to class." Quinn began to hastily walk away.

"No sweat, I'm in your class remember? We'll walk together." Quinn gulped and furrowed her eyebrows as the two girls walked down the hall. All Santana was thinking about was how to make this situation less awkward.

"You'll never guess what I just saw in the girls restroom…"

"Santana, I'm sorry." Quinn quickly interrupted her attempt at making conversation. They came to an abrupt halt as the hallway began to empty. "I'm sorry for running away. I just…"

"Just what, Quinn?" snapped Santana. She didn't mean to sound so blunt but she really needed answers. Quinn just looked away and squeezed her eyes together. She was desperately trying to think of a reasonable explanation.

"Look, Q. Don't sweat it. If it's freaked you out or you think it's a mistake then I suggest we just leave it at that. I don't want to get in too deep here." Santana tried to explain her feelings without revealing her soft side to Quinn. She'd rather just end this, whatever 'this' is, sooner rather than later. She had let her guards down once with Brittany which ended with her feeling vulnerable and used and she wasn't going to allow it to happen again- even if it risked her happiness.

"But what if I don't want to leave it?" muttered Quinn after a long pause before moving her eyes to meet with Santana's. Santana stood there in disbelief at the words that just escaped Quinn's mouth. The hall was now completely empty and had left the two girls just staring at eachother. Quinn felt an overwhelming urge fill her body at that moment. "I can't. Not now." And with that, Quinn dropped her books and grabbed the back of Santana's neck and pulled her closer. She desperately kissed Santana's plump and inviting lips. This is the only way to show her what I am feeling. Santana was stiff for a few seconds before realising what was happening. She melted into the kiss and felt herself becoming equally as desperate for Quinn's touch. The two girls searched eachothers mouths with their tongues and let their hands roam free around their bodies. Their lips were not working in time together but they didn't care- they just needed to feel something. There was a loud slam as Santana pushed Quinn against the lockers. They fingers were interlocked and raised above their heads.

"Mmm, Q. Let's finish what we started." mumbled Santana between frantic kisses. She gripped Quinn's bottom lip between her teeth and began to carelessly nibble and suck at it as she reached her right hand down and lifted Quinn's leg up around her and kneaded her soft thigh. "Fuck, Q." She felt Quinn's whole body shaking with need and arousal. "Someone's a little turned on." Santana teased as she kissed her away across to Quinn's earlobe before sucking on it. Quinn whimpered.

"You have no idea," moaned Quinn as she felt a hot, wet tongue run down her neck. Her hands were now nestled in Santana's hair, pulling hard on it to try and relieve her desperation. Santana smiled to herself as she realised what she was able to do to Quinn. She grabbed tightly at her waist and pulled her closer so their bodies were rubbing together.

"I'm going to fuck you, Quinn. You will not believe how good I can make you feel." growled Santana as her left hand moved up over Quinn's tight abs. She was so close to where she so desperately wanted to feel. But with one swift movement, she let go of Quinn and walked down to their next class. "Just not here. Come over tonight. Don't disappoint me, Quinn or you'll have to pay the price." And with that, Santana was gone. Quinn was left leaning against her locker, dishevelled, horny and frustrated. What the hell? I did NOT just do that in school, did I? Shit… She's so amazing. I need to go to her house tonight or I know I'll regret it for the rest of my life. Quinn regained her composure and strutted to class, trying her hardest to not look like she had just been seduced by the hottest girl in school. As she sat down next to Mercedes, she glanced to her left to find dark brown eyes burning into hers. A very slow, sexy smile crept up on Santana's lips before a quick wink. And that was it- their eyes didn't meet again for the rest of the class. Quinn tried her best to concentrate on writing notes but all she could think about was how much she was beginning to feel for Santana. This is a whole new game to me. But I can't wait to play.