A/N: Alright I'm going to tell you right now Brittana is endgame. Give my OC a chance ok? She isn't going to keep them apart. She is a major part of this story but not in a bad way. So just give her a chance. I have a plan for this fic and you'll just have to watch how it plays out okay? I promise Brittana is endgame! She won't keep them apart, in fact later on she's going to work on getting them together. Santana and the OC will date but it's only for a while. I plan on her ending up with Quinn actually alright? Now go read. I figured you guys could do with an update. Don't hate me too much ok? You'll love her, just give her a chance.
2 Weeks later:
I grumble and roll in my bed to look at the clock on my bedside table. 1 o'clock. Rachel and Kurt should be at classes right now. Awesome, I've got two hours to myself before either of them should be home. I gather my shower things before entering the bathroom. I step into the steaming shower and smile thinking about the past two weeks. Rachel and Kurt have been surprisingly awesome roommates. Kurt and I sometimes gang up on the Hobbit but it's all in good fun. I've gotten a job at the coffee shop on the corner and am currently planning my next move from there. Rachel is trying to get me to enroll at NYADA while Quinn is trying to get me to go to Colombia for law. And Kurt, Kurt just wants me to do what I want to do. Britt hasn't talked to me since you left but I'm trying not to let it bother me too much. Trying.
After I exit my shower I walk back to my room and change into some sweats and a tank top. I lay on my bed and start up my Mac to try and plan out what I'm going to do. I don't realize how long I've been looking at all my options till I hear the door to the apartment screech open. I can hear Kurt and Rachel talking animatedly so I wander out of my room to see Kurt giving Rachel an incredulous look. "Rachel a little notice would have been nice. I mean I didn't even know you had friends that weren't from Lima or NYADA! Now you're telling me that someone is going to be staying with us for two weeks? Someone I don't even know! What is this girl even like?!" Kurt looks over at me and I quirk an eyebrow. "Thank god a san person. Satan you need to slap her!" Her points at Rachel who rolls her eyes.
"Uh now normally I'm not opposed but why would I be doing that?" Rachel scoffs and Kurt laughs before answering me.
"Apparently some long lost friend of Rachel's is going to be staying with us for 2 weeks." Both of my eyebrows reach my hairline and I look at Rachel who shrinks under my gaze. "Oh no you don't! You tell her! Not my job!" Kurt walks into the kitchen and sets about making tea while huffing and muttering things about Rachel under his breath. The sight makes me laugh before I round back on Rachel. She looks back at me and gives me a sheepish look.
"Well I have a friend from New Jersey and she asked if she could stay with me while she explored moving out here and maybe transferring to NYU. I told her it was okay because I haven't seen her in a long time and she's a family friend of mine. I met her a few years ago on a trip with my dads and we became fast friends."
"Oh great! Another Berry running around creaming her undies over musicals and shit. I can't wait!" We all turn when we hear a scoff from the door. My eyes settle on a girl roughly my height. She's wearing a worn black leather jacket slightly loose two tone long sleeved shirt, cargo shorts that rest low on her hips. She shifts and I notice purple American Eagle boxers peak out from where her shirt lifts. I also take note of the muscle tone during her shift. She's got black socks that rest just below mid calf and is wearing a nice pair of high top DC skate shoes. She's got a large duffle on one shoulder and a skate board in her other hand. Short black hair that has a blueish tint in the sunlight, peaks out from under a black beanie. I meet her eyes and they almost take my breath away. Dark green, comparable to a forest during summer, and flecked with gold. She has one freckle at the corner of her mouth which I only notice because it disappears into a dimple when she gives me a lopsided grin. Her teeth are white and straight. She has a scar on her cheek but it doesn't take away from anything. The girl in front of you is gorgeous, very simply put, you'd have to be blind not to see it.
"Sorry to disappoint you but I'm not a theatre junkie like Short Stack over there. You must be the charming Santana she's been talking about." I narrow my eyes and smirk at this girl. Just because she's undeniably gorgeous doesn't mean I'm going to let her off easy.
"Oh please if you think she's charming now just wait until you see her in the morning with no coffee." Kurt's response makes the girl chuckle and it's a nice sound. Her voice is husky like Quinn's and you detect the gravely tone of a smoker. I might actually have a smoke buddy now. Rachel barrels over to the girl, who thinking quickly, drops her things a moment before the shorter girl nearly tackles her in a hug. The girl easily lifts Rachel and I take note of how her bicep bulges against the shirt. Kurt comes to my side and joins you in watching the two girls.
"I missed you too Shortie." She places Rachel on the ground and shuts the door before pushing her things over to the side. She pushes the other girl towards us with a chuckle. "Now introduce me to your roommates!" Rachel beams at her before going to Kurt's side and gesturing to him.
"This is Kurt Hummel, by best gay. Kurt meet Emily. Emily meet Kurt." She takes his hand and gives him that lopsided grin. He smiles back at her. "He's joining me at NYADA, which you should think about also, and he's my best friend. He is an intern over at Vogue and he is very fashion forward as you can tell. He is brothers with my ex, Finn, and I honestly don't think I could have survived this city any longer without him." Emily chuckles and Kurt interjects for a moment to inform her about him beating Rachel a few weeks ago in a Diva off. "Yes only because it was-"
"Rachel don't be a sore loser. I know you're not used to losing but let the boy have the spotlight." She glares at Berry for a second before smiling at Kurt. "Trust me I know what it's like to beat her. She made me attend one of those stupid camps with her and when I won every contest there she got all mad and huffy just like that." Both Kurt and I look at this girl with new eyes. She beat Berry at theatre contests? Well I'll be damned. She just gets better and better. Rachel smacks her arm before moving to me.
"This is Santana Lopez. Santana this is Emily. Emily, Santana." She grins at me and offers me her hand. I stare at it with a raised eyebrow before meeting her eyes.
"Either shake it or I'll hug you. Your choice."
"Says you." She smirks at me and I can see the other two watch us.
"Exactly." I see Rachel's jaw drop at her so blatantly challenging me. We have a stare down before I take her hand in mine.
"I'm impressed. Nice to meet you. If you can beat Rachel you're already good in my book." She shoots me another grin and I take note of her hand in mine. It's soft but has a few callouses. It's weirdly hot.
"So I don't get an essay on Santana's background?" She shoots a look over at a shocked Rachel before dropping my hand. The cool air of the apartment hits my hand and I realize how much warmth the girl holds.
"Well she moved in with us two weeks ago, she's a lesbian, she works down at the coffee shop on the corner and she's quite talented. Granted not as talented as me but she's close. You two might get close seeing as how she doesn't know what she wants to do here either." Emily nods with a thoughtful look on her face. She stretches her body up and I get treated to the sight of a very well defined stomach when her shirt lifts with her motions. She's got defined abs, and hips that are just likable. She's got that V that most guys would kill for but she has it in a more feminine way. Her bones crack and pop and she sighs happily.
"Sorry the drive was just a little stuffy. How about we go sit?" We all walk over to the sitting area and I decide to join her on the couch while Kurt and Berry take the chairs. "I suppose you two would like some background on me so here goes. I'm currently going to school at ACCC which is a community college down near where I live. I'm from Jersey and before you say anything no it's nothing like Jersey Shore. I'm from an area around Atlantic City but it's a town called Linwood. I went to Mainland Regional for high school. I'm thinking about transferring to NYU and my major is health services. I'm a lesbian and kind of recently single. I'm also in the Army Reserves. Questions?"
"How did you and Rachel meet?" I nod at Kurts question and she starts to full out crack up while Rachel blushes.
"This one- oh god. I was sitting on the beach and I was about 14 years old. I'd been taking junior lifeguard lessons for years and I was just lounging with my friends when I hear this girl shrieking her head off. So me being me I decide to be chivalrous and go running into the water to save this girl who has apparently gotten pulled into a rip current. I get to her and she nearly drowns me but I save her tiny ass and when we get back to the beach I expect a thank you and blah blah blah but what do I get? I get slapped. Why? Because I took too long and she strained her voice. I'm about to tear into her when her dads come running up and I get showered with praise. I get invited to their house for dinner and I find out that once you get past the crazy Shrimp over there is actually fun to be around." She grins at a still blushing Rachel. Kurt and I crack up and I decide to question her.
"What are your hobbies?" She grins at me and I hear Rachel chuckle. I give Berry a glance and her face tells me I've stepped in it. I pull my gaze back to the stranger in front of me.
"Well I love sports. I surf, snowboard, skateboard, and kick box. Back in school I did soccer, swim team, and softball. I was also in Marching band, Jazz band, Wind Ensemble, Concert Band, the orchestra for the school musical, basically if it had to do with music I was a part of it. I also was a part of drama club. I was in French club and also took Italian and Spanish. I like to write and draw when I have the time. I love to cook as well. I also love working on cars. I fixed up my motorcycle to it's current perfect condition. I like to read. A lot. I also love movies."
"Wow, that's a lot of stuff. Actually I think you and Santana will get along very well." I shoot Kurt a glare and he shrugs. "What? I know you love to read and that you're a secret movie buff. Besides I know you love all things musical and if we have a musician in our midst I don't see why you can't start singing again." I look back over at the girl and notice her staring at me.
But it's not a creepy 'I'm checking you out stare' or a 'Tell me everything stare'. It's more like she's trying to understand me, like she wants to actually get to know me. It makes me stare back at her with a similar wonder. This girl is obviously very interesting and from what I can tell we will get along very well. It'd be nice to have another friend in New York. Her gaze meets mine and for a second I almost forget that we're sitting two feet from two other people. I almost forget about Brittany and everything that's gone on. Almost. But before I allow her gaze to pull me in I pull myself away and fell my walls shoot up. I watch as her eyes don't leave mine, almost like she knows what I just did. "You said kind of recently single. What do you mean by that?" Kurt's eyebrow quirks with his question and I see Rachel's eyebrows furrow.
"Wait, what?" Emily looks down at the floor and pulls her bottom lip in-between her teeth, chewing on it. "What happened with you and your girlfriend?" I watch as she scratches the back of her neck before gripping it. Her face screws up in a way that I find myself thinking is cute.
"She uh- she kind of left me a few months ago. It's ironic because she broke up with me saying that I was cheating on her when it turns out she was pretty much dating this guy behind my back." Rachel reaches out a hand but Emily shakes it off laughing. "It's okay thought because I slept with her best friend, taking her virginity, and causing the girl to fall for me. Even though I told her it was just a one night stand." Rachel smacks her on the back of her head and Emily shouts. "What the hell?!"
"GOD YOU'RE WORSE THAN PUCKERMAN!" Rachel is red faced and the rest of us laugh.
"I take that as a compliment." Emily waggles her eyebrows in a suggestive manner that closely resembles my best friend. After we talk for a little bit more Kurt and Rachel tell us that they have to go back to school and for me to play nice. We hang out and chat in the living room for a few hours. This Emily girl is actually pretty awesome. Totally different than I thought she would be, but awesome none the less. She's easy to talk to, get along with, and I feel like I've known this girl forever. I invite her to stay in my room with me since I don't have any late night visitors and like hell am I going to let those two subject her to listening to them get their freak on staying in the living room. She gratefully accepts my offer and after moving her stuff to my room she walks into the kitchen and looks in the fridge and at our currently crappily stocked apartment. "Well you guys have shit food choices. You know a nearby store where I can get some normal people food supplies?" She shoots me that lazy grin and it shocks me how easily I feel myself smiling back at her.
"How about I take you? Give you a small tour?" She nods still smiling at me and it's just too hard not to grin back. "Let me just change real quick." She shrugs making a comment that I look fine but that she'd be waiting and walks to the couch before plopping down like a normal teenager. Thank god, I'm not used to all the prime and proper crap HummelBerry has been acting like. I watch her pull out an i-Phone from her pocket and puts in headphones. I shake my head before going back to my room to pull on a pair of jeans, boots, and grab my leather jacket, wallet, and keys before returning to Emily. I start to laugh into my hand at the sight. She's got her feet in the air, kicking them to her music, eyes closed shut, and lip-syncing along to her music very passionately. I sneak over to the couch and leap on top of her. She lets out a very cute squeak before her arms pull me close to her body to keep me from falling on my ass. She smells like cigarettes, leather, and something that reminds me of a cold winter night. Her ear buds get yanked out of her ears and I hear the song "Girl" coming out of the speakers, but the version from the movie Across The Universe, which just so happens to be one of my favorite movies.
"Jesus Lopez what have you been eating? Bricks?" I go to smack her but before I can I'm lifted into her arms with ease and she's strolling to the door with ease. I giggle and playfully bat at her while she just shuffles me in her arms grinning at me. "Get the door, I got my hands full of fatass at the moment."
"A very hot fatass." I smirk at her and shoot her a teasing look with my eyes. I bite my lips when she smirks at me. Her face gets within inches of mine, grin still present, and I raise my eyebrows.
"Get the door Lopez. And yes, a very hot Latin fatass, with a temper to match." I grin proud of her before sliding the door open. She carries me all the way to the store ignoring the curious looks sent her way. When we get there she simply tells me to pile onto her back because Princess Santana's feet can't touch the ground. I chuckle heartily at that but climb onto her back none the less. I've been held in her arms and now I'm pressed tightly against her back and let me tell you. This girl has some serious muscle tonnage. It's hot. After loading a cart with a bunch of different things she pays, with me still on her back mind you, and starts the walk back to the apartment.
We're laughing and grinning when Kurt and Rachel get home because we're both covered in flour and Emily has a cookie hanging half out of her mouth. Rachel giggles at the sight and Kurt just shakes his head with a smile. I watch a blush work across Emily's face and decide it's a good look for her. We all decide to hit up the nightlife. I push open the door to my room and Emily shoots me a grin as she grab a dark blue button down shirt. My suspicions from earlier are confirmed. A toned stomach with delicious abs, toned lean arms, and a back that is way too sexy to be real. She's got a few tattoos here and there. On her hips she has matching paw prints, across her back she has the lyrics "You can't tell me to feel, The truth never set me free, So I did it myself", on the back of her right shoulder she has a crescent moon with a little star. I feel like she has more but the shirt is currently on and being buttoned.
"Looking good Lopez." There's that damn grin again and her eyes go over my body. I'm wearing a tight black dress with a pair of pumps and my hair is down and wavy. She bites her lip and smirks at me. I chuckle and throw a shirt at her. She grins catching it and tosses it to the hamper in the corner of the room. She walks over to me and offers me her arm while tossing her leather jacket over the other arm. I grin before taking it and she walks us to where Kurt and Rachel are.
"Not looking too shabby yourself Em." I look her up and down. She's wearing a men's dark blue button down shirt, a nice pair of black pants, and a pair of black combat boots. Her hair is brushed and slightly gelled to keep it in a nice part. I now know that she wears the cologne Drifter from True Religion. She grins and all of us make our way to a club. Once we get there Rachel and Kurt abandon us to go to their boy toys.
"Let me buy you a drink?" Emily whispers it in my ear and I feel a shiver trying to work it's way through me. I nod and she grins. We walk to the bar and I realize that I still haven't released the poor girls arm. I go to move it but her hand covers mine. "You're fine. Don't worry." She takes my drink order and flashes her fake i.d. at the bartender. After we both have two drinks. Her Jack and I'm kicking back some mojitos. I grab her hand with a smile and she follows me out to the dance floor. We start dancing together and she's got some moves. Not like Britt but she can definitely keep up with me. We grin at each other upon realizing that the other can keep up and it goes without saying that as time passes we start to get closer and closer together. After a few songs I decide to step it up a notch, I turn away from her and press my back into her front.
She doesn't even miss a beat. Her hips pick up my rhythm in a second. I grin and wrap my arms around her neck and I feel her hands plant on my hips. Her body follows every roll, every swing of my hips. I turn my head towards her and we share a happy go lucky grin. It's nice to finally let loose a little and have some fun. Granted I did that at the wedding with Quinn but this time there's not Sam and Brittany, no intense amount of liquor, just me and a beautiful girl having some fun. I laugh when she spins so that we're face to face again and makes a silly face at me. She pulls me into her arms before spinning me around and we dance like that for a little bit. We go back to grinding and I smirk at her when I roll my hips into hers and hear her suck in a breath. She smirks at me and rolls hers and I bite my lip. Her breath is hot on my neck and when she speaks in my ear I can hear the affect I'm having on her. "Want to get another drink?" I nod so we head back to the bar.
We spend the night nursing drinks, laughing and talking, and dancing. At around 3 the Dynamic Duo appear and from the way they're hanging off their respective partners it's safe to say that they're both trashed. Emily shakes her head at Rachel and our group decides to leave. She grabs her leather jacket and like before offers me her arm. I smile when taking it and we enter the night. It's freezing so I shuffle closer to her because this girl is like a frickin space heater. She notices and offers me her jacket which I gladly take. She puts it over my shoulder and my senses are filled with the scent of her. Leather, cigarettes, and her cologne. It's an intoxicating mix.
We get back to the apartment safely, mainly thanks to Emily who navigated the streets and gave any suspicious person a scary glare. The two couples go to their rooms and we can hear giggling and moans. She sighs and rolls her eyes. "You want a coffee?" I smile and nod. "What kind is your favorite?"
"Uh I'm partial to hazelnut but when it's out I love pumpkin spice. Though I'll drink just about anything. Apparently I have a coffee addiction." She laughs and it's a comforting sound. She walks over to the bag she brought and pulls out a dark bag of coffee grounds.
"Good to know we've got the same tastes. I brought myself pumpkin spice coffee from this little place that has literally the best coffee and tea I've ever had. But I'm willing to share." She grins and I can't fight returning it.
"Well thank you. I'm gonna go get more comfortable want me to grab you something?"
"Yeah sure thanks. Can you grab me a tank top and sweat pants?" I nod and walk to my room to grab the requested clothes before changing into the same thing. I pull on a zip up hoodie and socks before going back to her. She's pouring the coffee into two mugs by the time I get back. She holds one out to me which I put a little coffee and sugar into and she does the same.
"You were right about the coffee. It's amazing!" A loud moan interrupts my sentence and she growls. "Yeah I know. Believe me, you don't get used to it. Want to watch a movie?" She nods and we move to the living room area.
"You can put in whatever you want. I'm not picky. I love movies so you have me sold on whatever." I nod and move to go through the movie selection. I pull out a the new Footloose and ask if she wants to watch. She grunts consent and after I put it in I turn in time to see her pulling the tank top down. She stretches across the couch and I lift an eyebrow.
"So where am I supposed to sit?" She grins and I know what she's going to say before it leaves her mouth.
"Well if you don't mind I was wondering if I could get my cuddle on. It's been a while and even with that attitude of yours I'm sensing your a good cuddler. Besides who am I to pass up the chance to cuddle with a beautiful girl?" I shake my head and let out a small laugh. Though I do end up getting on the couch with her. She presses her back to the back of the couch and opens her arms to me. I crawl in and her arms wrap around me. We start the movie and when the song Holding Out For A Hero comes on I hear her start singing along softly. She has a nice voice, it fits the country genre. I smile and she can tell so she sings just a bit louder.
"You've got a nice voice. Are you a secret country girl?" I feel her chuckle against my back and I'd be lying if the sound and motion didn't stir a little bit of desire in me. I shiver because even though the girl is a space heater it's a little cold in the apartment. She notices and pulls the blanket on the back over top of us. She shifts a little to lean her back on the arm rest so I adjust and now I'm laying on top of her lower half with my head on her chest.
"Yeah I guess so. I used to spend summers with my Uncles down in South Carolina up until I was 15. Then I couldn't because we had band camp and everything but I used to work on the ranch and spent every moment soaking up that Southern charm. It's how I started to get my muscle and everything." Her voice had a wistful tone and when I look up at her I can see the emotion on her face as well.
"Do you miss it?" She looks down at me and grins. She nods.
"Yeah. I miss being able to be out in the open fresh air, going horse back riding whenever I wanted, the farm/ ranch work. It was nice and freeing. Plus who doesn't dig a country girl? My hair was longer back then but the second I wasn't spending time there I decided to cut it. Made surfing a hell of a lot easier." We both chuckle and I can see it. Her in a plaid shirt, jeans, a cowboy hat and boots. Long black hair, tanned skin with freckles. I chuckle and she tickles my side lightly. "You just imagined me as a country girl didn't ya?" I nod and she shakes her head. She focuses back on the movie but I keep my gaze on her. She's got a few scars here and there on her neck, face, and arms. Lots of freckles. I let my fingers dance on the tattoos on her forearms. There's an anatomically correct heart on her right forearm and one her left forearm there is the wheel of a ship with banners surrounding both. The banner around the ship wheel reads "You are the smell before rain" and the banner around the red and blue heart reads "You are the blood in my veins" . I run my fingers over the tattoos, lightly almost as if I'm not really touching her. The skin is extremely soft and it confuses my slightly. I thought that tattooed skin would be rougher but the skin beneath my finger tips is smoother than any skin I've ever touched. I feel her shiver and when I look back at her, her dark green eyes are locked on my hands.
"I- I'm sorry I can stop if it's bothering you." She flicks her eyes to mine and gives me a gentle smile.
"No you're fine. I just wasn't expecting it, you caught me off guard. I forgot how soothing someone tracing my tattoos was. By all means continue, though I should warn you, if you move to the ones on my upper arms or shoulder I might fall asleep." I simply nod and grin before going back to tracing her tattoos. After a few minutes I lean back into her and focus back onto the movie. I continue to run my fingers up and down her arm gently though. She lets out a relaxed sigh and I feel her body relax against mine. It only causes me to snuggle back into her arms more and for the first time in a while I finally feel home again. I don't know what it means but with Britt not talking to me I'm willing to take any chance I can to not be miserable anymore. I can't let things hold me back. She has Sam and hasn't been talking to me. She did say she wanted me to find a girlfriend so maybe I can give Emily a chance. She's the first person in a long time that I've felt comfortable around and has made me feel happy. I'll talk to Quinn about it in the morning. With that internal debate finished I allow myself to focus on the steady beating of her heart, her warmth against my back, and the soft breaths emanating from Emily. I slowly drift off to sleep with her humming the song Fake I.D.
A/N: I will repeat. Give her a chance. As you can see she isn't sleazy or anything like that. In the end she will end up with Quinn and Brittana is endgame ok? So just give me a chance.