A/N: *GASP* another review? Thank you! (If you couldn't tell, I'm new at this). Also, thank you to you lovely readers. This story has been helping with my songwriting (if you haven't checked my profile, I like to write music. Band geeks rule). I hope you enjoy this next chapter!

-Santana's POV-

I opened my eyes and felt someone lying on me. I looked down and saw Brittany there.

My thought process paused for a moment so I could wake up.

I am so glad she's here. I couldn't help but look at her. Her blonde hair is tangled from sleeping, she's breathing in short breaths, and everything about her face is so beautiful.

Her eyes fluttered open. "Santana?" She mumbled sleepily.

"Yeah?" I whispered.

"I'm so glad you're here." She whispered back.

I smiled. "Me too."

She adjusted herself to her comfort and fell back asleep.

-Blaine's POV-

I was reading the fashion magazines that Kurt brought in yesterday evening. I bet he thinks I just like the pictures. Honestly, I just like how he circled which outfits he liked, and wrote what he would do differently in the ones he didn't.

The door opened slowly.

"Hey." Said a soft voice.

I looked over to the doorway. Kurt stood there holding flowers.

"Kurt." I sighed, and smiled.

A smiled crept upon his face as well. "These are for you, if it wasn't obvious." He said. He set the flowers down, and walked over to my bed and sat in the chair next to it.

"Thank you. Did you sleep well last night?" I asked.

"Not as well without you there next to me." He responded.

I blushed. "I'm sorry to hear that. I was kind of lonely myself."

He raised his shoulders and took in a fast breath, then let his shoulders fall. "I should let you know first, I broke up with Adam last night. I couldn't keep leading him on when I'm still in love with you."

A wonderful sensation started in my stomach and burst up through my heart to my throat, and out of my mouth. "I love you too."

His face lit up with glee. I mustered up all the strength I could to lean up to him, and our lips met for the second time in two days.

I felt his tongue brush up against my bottom lip, and I shuddered slightly. He had this effect on me, and it blew away all of my confidence. I responded by biting his bottom lip softly. It was his turn to shudder.

The door swung open and he and I jumped apart. The doctor entered the room, looking forcefully at his papers.

I coughed, and he looked up and spoke. "You're healing just fine, and it looks like you will definitely be ready to leave on Wednesday of next week. You get to leave two days early, congratulations." He nodded at Kurt. "Good morning, Kurt."

"Morning!" He squeaked. God he was so adorable.

The doctor walked back out of the room. Kurt and I were alone once more.

I looked at him. "So, I was wondering if, next Wednesday, do you wanted to walk around the town for a bit?"

"Of course!" He replied. The next part he said more to himself than to me: "Oh my gosh I have to go pick out an outfit. It has to be perfect."

I laughed. "Kurt, if you're there, it will be perfect."

He smiled and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you this afternoon, okay?"

"Okay."

-Later that night-

Kurt's head was resting on my chest. It feels so right. Now something's jabbing at me. What the heck is that? Stop it, I'm happy.

"Hey, wake up." Kurt was poking me.

I jerked my head. "Wha-?" I said, still half asleep.

"Wake up." He repeated. Oh, I must have fallen asleep.

"What time is it?" I groaned.

"It's about 10:00" He said.

"At night? How long have you been here?" I asked.

"Since 9:00." He said.

"Oh wow, I'm sorry Kurt." I said.

He chuckled. "It's all right. I just wanted to say good night." He reached down and hugged me. I hugged him back.

"Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow?" I said.

"Ooo. Not tomorrow. I'm going to visit some friends with Rachel." He said.

I smiled. "Have fun."

He practically skipped out of the room, overjoyed.

-Santana's POV-

Brittany and I were just getting back to the apartment from a girl's night out. She was tipsy and wobbling towards the bathroom when I heard someone knock on the door.
"Be right there, Brit!" I said and went to see who was here.

It was Adam. "Kurt's not here. What do you want?" I said.

He made a face at me. "I know he's not here." He said. "Do you know his address in Ohio?" He asked.

Well this seems suspicious. Has Kurt scored a stalker? Maybe. Maybe not. But who am I to stand in Adam's way?

So I gave him the address. He grinned and said, "Cheers!" And was out the door.

Brittany came stumbling out of the bathroom. I guess she hasn't had much alcohol in a while.

"Dance with me!" She giggled, and fell into my arms.

I grunted and held her up. "I think you need some sleep." I said.

She yawned and said, "No, I can't sleep. We haven't cuddled yet."

I looked at her and pondered what was going on here.

I made sure I had eye contact with her before I spoke again. "You're making me feel like a rebound, Brittany." I said.

She looked at me with a puzzled expression. "Well you are, aren't you? But there's a difference. I told Sam I love him, but it was only 'cause he looked a lot like a sad puppy when he said it, and who doesn't love sad puppies? I'm still only in love with you. So it's okay if I rebound to you." She slurred.

My heart fell into my stomach, but all I said was, "C'mon, let's get you to bed."

She got into her bra and panties and laid down in the bed.

I tucked her in and then thought about what she said. This is turning out to be a lot like what happened with her and Artie. But then again, didn't I get the girl in the end? It was my fault she and I broke up in the first place. Sam was her rebound off of me; she just got it mixed up in her head because of the alcohol in her veins.

Upon coming to this realization, I climbed into bed with Brittany.

She hadn't fallen asleep yet, and she rolled over to look at me when she felt my presence in the bed. She looked upset.

"Did I hurt your feelings, Santana?" She asked. Her words weren't slurred anymore. She had sobered up.

"No, I'm fine." I said. I motioned for her to turn her back to me, and I pressed my front up against her back. I wrapped my arms around her and softly kissed her neck. She moaned quietly.

"Santana…" She whispered.

I continued to plant soft kisses on the side of her neck. She squirmed.

"Are you okay?" I was worried I was making her uncomfortable.

"It's just—it's been so long since we've touched. You don't know how much I missed this." She said.

I laughed softly and kissed her neck one more time before telling her to go to sleep.

She pouted. "You're such a tease, Santana Lopez."