Santana's P.O.V.
It's been about three weeks since Quinn and I...made up I guess? I don't know but that moment at the park...definitely not my proudest moment but weirdly, she made me feel comfortable. She actually made me feel better, so weird. We've been hanging out almost everyday since. I asked her out the other day though and today is our date. I don't know why it took me so long to do it but oddly, I was slightly nervous about it. I don't know why though. But anyway, she said yes and I told her I'd let her pick what we'd do. Since I'd never been ice skating and winter is pretty much over, she wanted me to try it before spring really picked up. Why the hell winter is so long here? I don't know but that shit is the worst. I can't wait to get back to California.
I don't know why I agreed to this. I know I'm just going to embarrass myself. I can't even skate on normal skates. I hope I don't end up injuring myself. Quinn is supposed to be picking me up in 10 minutes since I don't know where the place is. I'm sitting in the living room all ready to go in my light gray winter vest with a white long sleeve shirt underneath, white ear muffs, jeans and Ugg boots. I skipped a hat because of all the work I put into my hair. I know this isn't a real date but I still need to look good at all times.
"Where are you going?" Puck asks as he comes into the living room.
"Why is that any of your business?" I ask and he shrugs.
"Just asking."
"Well I'm just going out with Quinn. We're going ice skating." I say and he nods his head.
"You know, maybe you don't have to kill her." Puck says and I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion.
"What?"
"I mean, she's cool and she didn't do anything to you. Why kill her?"
"It's a part of the plan." I say.
"Change the plan." He says and I glare at him.
"No. She may be cool but what has to be done, has to be done. I'm not changing it." I say and he shrugs.
"If you say so." He then walks into the kitchen and I shake my head.
Why shouldn't I kill her? Because she nice, caring, kind and hot? I guess I don't have a real reason to kill her but I don't have a real reason not to either. Why am I even thinking about this? I know what I'm doing. I hear my phone ring from my pocket and I pull it out to see an incoming call from Quinn.
"Hello?" I say as I answer the phone.
"Hey, I'm like three blocks from your house but I got a flat tire."
"You didn't notice that before you started driving?" I ask.
"Not really. Anyway our date might have to be on hold for a few hours until I can get this fixed."
"Do you have a spare tire?" I ask.
"Yeah."
"Do you have the tools to change a tire?" I ask.
"Yeah."
"So you just don't know how to change it?" I ask as I grab my keys and head out the front door.
"No idea actually." I get in my truck and start the ignition.
"Do you know how stereotypical you are?" I say jokingly as I back out of the driveway.
"What is that supposed to mean?" She asks.
"Well you don't see a lot of men who don't know how to change a flat tire. It's always the pretty dumb blonde who doesn't know how to do it."
"Oh, so now I'm dumb?" She asks.
"No, now you're pretty." She chuckles and I keep driving.
"You're an ass."
"And you're a cliché. Did you call a tow truck or something?"
"Not yet. I was going to call them after I called you." She says as I drive closer to her car. I hang up the phone as I pull up next to her and I let down my passengers side window. I wait for her to put hers down then I say.
"Looks like you could use some help." She laughs and shakes her head.
"That would be correct."
"Well I could change that for you." I say.
"I'd greatly appreciate it."
"But it would be for a price." I say with a smirk.
"Of course it would. What do you want?" She asks.
"I'll tell you later." I say then parallel park in front of her car. I get out of the car and walk back towards her.
"My savior is wearing Ugg boots?" She says playfully and I roll my eyes.
"I will leave your ass out here." I say and she holds her hands up in surrender.
"That's what I thought."
I tell her to open her trunk and I grab the spare tire and look for the tools which she doesn't have though she has a hammer. I go to my car and get what I need then start to loosen the lugs on the tire.
"How do you know how to change a tire?" Quinn asks as I put the jack underneath the car.
"My uncle is a mechanic. I didn't tell you that?" I ask.
"No. You know how to fix cars?" She asks and I shake my head as I take off the flat tire.
"I know the basics. Change a tire, oil, some other stuff and I do know how to stop a problem if the car won't start or stalls most of the time." I tell her as I put the spare tire on. I go to tighten the lugs again and I hear Quinn walking closer to me.
"How the hell did you do that so quick?" She asks as I tighten the last lug.
"It doesn't take that long but I'm in a hurry. Got a date." I say as I stand. Quinn smirks and moves closer to me.
"Oh do you?" She asks and I nod.
"Who's the lucky lady?" She asks.
"You might know her. Her names Quinn."
"Oh, yeah I know her. Really well actually." Quinn says as she moves even closer to me.
"I shouldn't keep her waiting." I say and Quinn nods and puts her hands on my hips.
"You shouldn't." She pulls me against her and I lean in to kiss her but she moves her lips at the last second and kisses the corner of my lips and my cheek.
"Thanks for the help." She says then moves away from me. I lick my lips and nod my head.
"No problem." She walks back to the drivers side of her car and I grab the flat tire and put it in her trunk then put my tools back in my trunk.
Quinn follows me back to my place so I could put my truck there then I got in her car and she drove us to the ice skating rink. I think today might actually be the day I die. I put the skates on and I can barely stand up. Quinn is trying to help me but her laughing isn't.
"Will you stop laughing you asshole. It's not funny." I say as I hold on to Quinn for my life.
"It is. Santana you need to relax. Just stand up straight." She says with amusement lacing her voice. I am going to kick her ass later. I'm sort of bent over with my arms around Quinn's waist. She's been trying to pull me up but I can't fucking stand on these things. With a lot of assistance from Quinn, I finally stand up straight. My arms are still wrapped around Quinn but now they're on her shoulders.
"You did this on purpose." I say and she gives me a confused look.
"I did what on purpose?" She asks.
"You brought me here. You knew I didn't know how to do this and you thought it would be funny and a good way to have my body pressed against yours." I say and she laughs.
"You're right, you caught me." She says as she starts to move her hands from my waist.
"Wait! What are you doing?" I say as I hold her tighter. She laughs and puts her hands on my arms. Fuck, she's trying to take them off of her.
"Stop, I'm not letting go of you." I say.
"You have to. How else are you going to skate?"
"Seriously, don't let me go." I say and Quinn rolls her eyes goodheartedly.
She did get me to get off of her and I took my time learning to walk around on them. It's not that hard once you get the hang of it.
"Ready to try the ice?" Quinn asks me and I gulp and say a quick prayer before I nod my head yes. She grabs my hand and we walk over to the rink. I really hope I don't fall on some little kid or something. We step onto the ice and I grab the bar that outlines the rink.
"Are you just going to hold that?" Quinn asks.
"It's a better option than breaking my neck."
"We're going to skate together. I won't let you fall, I promise." She says then holds her hands out to me. I sigh and take them and I slowly ease myself towards her.
"Ready?" She asks and I nod. She starts to skate backwards so she's still facing me and she pulls me along with her.
"Don't go to fast." I say and she chuckles.
"We've barely moved a foot." She says and I shrug. She keeps skating and I just hold on to her. She picks up speed as we go around and around the ring and I'm actually starting to enjoy myself. After our third time around the rink Quinn had me actually move my feet. I almost fell a few times but she caught me. We finally got to a point where she didn't have to pull me. She held my hand and we skated together, very slowly I might add.
After I saw a kid, who looked like he was four, skate better than me, I had to try it on my own. This might be a really bad idea but I'm going to do it. Quinn offered to skate next to me but I need to do this on my own. It's just one side of the rink to the other. That's it. No big deal. I can do this. Quinn is on the other side of the rink and all I have to do is get to her. I start off pretty good. I haven't almost fallen but once and I'm at a good speed. I try to gain more speed when I get to the middle and it works but the closer I get to Quinn, the more I notice how fast I'm going and I have no idea how to stop. Oh shit! I try to turn so I don't run directly into Quinn but that just causes me to lose my footing. I try to fix it but it doesn't work and I run straight into Quinn. Hard.
"Ow!" I hear Quinn say from under me. I know I just pushed her back directly into this steel bar. I grip the sides of the bar and push myself off of Quinn.
"Shit, I'm really sorry. Are you alright?" I ask.
"Yeah I'm fine." She says seriously. She doesn't look like she's in any pain or anything. Was the impact harder to me or something?
"How the hell aren't you in pain? I just crashed into you." I say.
"I know but when you crashed I tried to sort of stop it by grabbing you and guess where my hand landed." What? I think Quinn saw the confusion on my face. She smirks and I feet a gentle squeeze on my ass. I laugh then Quinn follows my lead.
"Move your hand." I say and she does.
"Only because there are children here." I move away from her, with help of the rail and she stands up straight.
"Good job though. I hadn't realized I skipped the stopping part." She says as takes my hand.
"Yeah because that wasn't important at all." I say with a roll of my eyes as she pulls me towards a way out of the rink.
We left the ice rink and went to get some pizza, my treat since I fucked her back up and not in a good way. One of the things I like about being with Quinn is that she makes me forget. She makes me forget about everything that isn't happening in my life while I'm in that moment with her. I don't know how she has this effect on me but I like it. I've never felt like that with anyone, ever. After we finished eating Quinn drove me home and walked me to the door.
"You know you don't have to leave. You could come in and I could give you a back massage and we could watch movies or something." I say and she shakes her head.
"It's not a good idea to spend the night on the first date." She says.
"Why not?"
"Because there might not be a second." She says.
"You'll get a second." She smiles and blushes and I laugh softly.
"How's the back anyway?" I ask and she shrugs.
"It's fine."
"Let me see." I say and she raises her eyebrow at me. I roll my eyes and unzip her jacket. I put my hands on her hips then pull her into me. I smirk at the surprised gasp I get and I move my hands to her lower back then slowly trail them up to her middle back.
"Does this hurt?" I apply pressure to her back and she shakes her head. I nod and slide my hands under her shirt then back to my previous spot on her back. I start to rub her back with my fingers and then my palms. She closes her eyes and tosses her head back slightly and it takes all of my will power not to kiss her neck. I keep massaging her back and she moans softly.
"Feel good?" I ask and she hum her answer and nods her head slightly. Her neck is taunting me and I can't take it anymore. I gently press a kiss to her collarbone to see how she'll react and she doesn't reject it. I apply more pressure to her back and my kisses as I make my way up her neck. Quinn bites her lip then puts her hands on my arms.
"Stop." She says as she puts her head down and opens her eyes. I move my head back and look at her.
"This is why I can't come in." She says and I smirk.
"Why? Because you want to fuck me?" I say and she rolls her eyes.
"Admit it." I say softly.
"You want to fuck me." I continue. She looks at me and takes her bottom lip between her teeth.
"Say it." I say. I feel myself being pushed against the door quickly and Quinn is now an inch from my face.
"I want to fuck you Santana." She whispers and the feel of her breathing hitting my cheeks sends chills down my spine. I've never gotten this turned on this quickly in my life. Quinn looks at me then presses her lips against mine in a soft kiss. Fuck. The initial contact literally took my breath away. I grab Quinn's hips and nip at her lip softly. She gently sucks my lip into her mouth and I let out a soft moan. I slowly run my tongue over her lip and she parts them almost instantly. I slide my tongue in her mouth and relish in the feeling of her soft warm tongue against mine. The feeling ends too quickly for me when Quinn pulls back. I try to pull her back but it's no use. Her lips are no longer touching mine but the linger of that kiss is still there.
"I'll call you okay?" She says and I nod. She pecks my lips again then says good night and walks away from me. I go inside and close the door. I press my back against the door and process what just happened. God that kiss was amazing. She is fucking amazing...what? No she's not. She's just another piece of the puzzle, a pawn in my game. Nothing more, nothing less.