lily loveless: I have in fact seen that video and drunk Naya is awesome.

kyw0202: Yeah I can't stop with the Quintana moments, but Pezberry will always be endgame in this.

SilkeLovesSantana: Of course Santana's going to mess things up but she'll fix them don't worry.

Enjoy.

She couldn't have gotten too far, I told myself as I rounded the corner and looked up the street. I spotted her speed walking on the other side of the street and I darted after her. I figure that she could never outrun me and even if she did she'd probably get lost and need my help to get back to her car.

I was surprised at how quickly I'd sobered up actually. Maybe it had to do with the fact that Rachel whacked me across the face. I would've commended her for being so strong, but I decided that's not exactly what she wanted to hear right now. When I was only a few feet from her I slowed my pace. I didn't want her to think that I was going to try anything so I was content with walking behind her. "Rachel, please wait…I'll take you back to Puck's if you want." She shook her head no and continued walking.

"Stay away from me." She said sternly.

"Look you know I didn't mean to do that, I may have had one to many. I'm sorry I really am." I told her in a pleading tone. Leave it to this girl to make me sound like a begging fool. She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face me. There were tear streaked lines on her face and she wiped her face before she spoke again.

"I thought I could trust you, but you tried to…I-…I can't believe you did that. You thought that I would just let you put your filthy hands all over me because you are…you." I looked down at the ground ashamed that I had touched her like that. I know what I did was wrong but it felt good at the time.

"I wasn't trying to hurt you-."

"Well you did!" She snapped. "That was the first…I've never been kissed before." She said quietly. She wrapped her hands around herself and let a few more tears fall. I watched her completely silent. Christ, I had fucked up worse than I had thought. That was her first kiss?

"Shit." I muttered to myself moving closer to her and wiping the tears from her eyes with my thumbs. "I didn't know, I mean…you're so pretty I would've thought…"

"You don't have to lie to me." She said looking down at the ground. "I know I don't look pretty, but that doesn't mean that you have to get drunk to try and make me feel like I am. You didn't make me feel pretty back there you made me feel…used." My heart dropped and I reached out to lift Rachel chin up just enough so that our eyes were connected.

"I promise that I won't do anything like that again but you have to know it wasn't just because I was drunk. You are pretty anyone can see that." I pulled my hand back afraid that I would kiss her again. I looked around us to find that the streets were completely empty and that there weren't even cars cruising by. "Um…I know that you don't really want to be by me right now, but I'll take you back to your car if you want. I know getting drunk in Puck's basement isn't really your scene."

"Yeah you can walk me back." She said. I smiled because it seemed like she wasn't going to hate me forever and because for once the streets didn't look so dangerous. "So if I ask you something, promise you won't get mad?" I tried to gauge what the question was going to be, but got nowhere. Rachel's eyes were huge but they were so mesmerizing it was hard to tell what she was feeling.

"Promise."

"What happened to your brother? Maybe I should ask what happened between you two because I could sense the tension when I was over there." I can't say that I was expecting her to ask that. I wasn't prepared to talk about it with anyone let alone Rachel.

"I um…I'm not mad I just-." I paused for a second trying to compose myself. "I don't know how to talk about this. He got shot that's the short version, but if I tell you to wait on the long version, is that okay?"

"Of course it is." I marveled at the fact that Rachel wasn't pushing me for more. She actually seemed to care and understand that I wasn't ready to talk about this. "Wow you've really sobered up quickly." Rachel said with a light giggle. I laughed along with her and looked over at her amazing smile.

"Usually when someone smacks me across the face-." Rachel nudged me before I could continue and we both broke out into a fit of laughter. "So you don't ever drink? You're a perfect little angel then." I told her as we walked up to her car.

"Not perfect…" She said as she opened up her car door. I don't know why but I really didn't want her to leave. I mean my two options if she left were to go back to Puck's house and get wasted or go upstairs to my apartment and deal with Emilio. Both options did not sound like any fun at all.

"Um…wait." I said stopping her from getting into her car. "Do you wanna come upstairs?" I wanted to smack myself for saying that. Of course, I didn't mean it in a sexual way but that was clearly how Rachel had taken it. "No! I meant like just to stay over…not like that." Rachel smiled and nodded.

"I'd love to." Rachel said closing her car door and locking it before following me up to my apartment. I unlocked the door and found Emilio passed out on the couch. I rolled my eyes and took Rachel to my room, making sure to close the door. Rachel had already made herself comfortable on my bed with her shoes off and everything.

"So you don't drink…but what about smoking?" I asked her as I rummaged through my nightstand looking for my stash of weed. Rachel watched me and gave me a dismayed look when she saw the pre-rolled joints I pulled out from a small altoids tin box.

"I've never tried it." Rachel said staring at the lighter while I lit up. I took a deep drag feeling the fire burn in my lungs. I kept my eyes closed even as I exhaled straight up into the air. I sat down on the bed crossing my legs Indian style right in front of Rachel. "How does it feel?" Rachel asked. I opened up my eyes and saw that she had leaned in a little closer to me.

"You can try." I offered but she sat back against my headboard shaking her head. "It heightens the senses…here." I scooted up closer to her. "Touch my hand." She didn't move but I still continued to take another drag. "Go ahead I won't bite." She reached out her hand slowly and pressed her pointer finger to the center of my right hand. I stared down at my hand and she began to run her finger down to my wrist. My breath hitched and she pulled back quickly when she looked up into my eyes.

"How did that feel?" She whispered touches my cheek with the back of her hand.

"I can't describe it…it's like this sensation that makes everything so real." I told her. I put out the joint because I didn't want to get so high that I scared Rachel. She didn't look afraid just very interested. I put the stash back in my nightstand. "Can I sleep here tonight?" I asked her.

"Isn't the bed a little small?" She asked blushing.

"We'll make room and I swear no funny business." She smiled and got under the covers. I did the same while simutaniously removing my jeans and tossing them on the floor. "Goodnight." I told her. I slowly moved my arm over her waist and she didn't protest to cuddling which make me smile into the crook of her neck.

"Goodnight Santana."