Hello guys, Sam was never in glee club too in this story. Hope you'll like the episode.
"Another, another." Rachel ordered laughing, she was completely drank already.
"Slow down Berry." I laughed but went into our kitchen to make her another drink.
"I can't believe you didn't tell me." Kurt said to both of us as I re-entered the room, bringing Rachel her drink and sitting down beside her.
"She didn't want to scare you." I answered for Rachel because the drink in her hand was her interest and she didn't look up.
"But I am your best friend."
That kind of hurt. It is really embarrassing to say but I consider Rachel and Kurt as my best friends in the world. We've been through a lot together and we've been roommates for almost three fucking years now. I know they are in the same school and because of that I sometimes feel left out.
"Yeah well, Santana is too and she is a woman." Rachel stated and it warmed my heart so much that I decided to not tell the obvious joke about Kurt being a woman too. I guess they were both waiting for me to say something mean they were looking at me with a challenging expression, 'come on, Satan.'
"What?!" I finally snapped.
"Rachel, the Rachel Berry just called you her best friend and implied that I am not a woman and you don't have anything to say about it?" Kurt tried to push my buttons.
"Exactly, I have nothing to say." I tried to stay as calm as possible.
"Let's adopt a dog, we can name him Barbara, my dads never let me get a dog when I was younger."
"We'll name the dog after your middle name Rach? That's sounds like a recipe for another pregnancy scare."
"That's gross. Y-you're gross." Rachel said between giggles.
"Wait let me get sure I got it right. Are you implying that because the dog has Rachel's middle name- it will get her pregnant, the dog?" Kurt asked.
"When you explain the joke it's gross." I defended.
"Even without explaining I am grossed out."
"Okay gang, we need to go out, we need to go dancing, we need to go singing." Rachel said and drank another big gulp of her drink.
Thirty seven minutes later Kurt was finally ready. I was wearing a red leather dress that hugged my curves but wasn't skin tight, I paired it with a high black heels and a simple gold heart necklace. Me and Rachel drank a lot waiting for Kurt to get ready so by the time we were out the door the two of us were giggling like little girls.
Just then the door across the hall opened and Quinn, Brittany and some guy exited their apartment. Quinn and Brittany were wearing dresses but the dress Quinn chose to wear wasn't anything like the other dresses I saw on her. She looked flawless in a long sleeve dress with black sequins, her baby doll dresses didn't do justice with her, she is hot. I started at her legs and I could stop, 'Look up.'
"Hey guys how are you doing?" Brittany asked softly.
I couldn't even bring myself to look at her, the alcohol in my system didn't help at all, I just wanted to shove Quinn against the wall and have my way with her. They kept talking but I tuned them out and focused on the floor, I knew that lifting my gaze meant looking at Quinn, and that meant possibly losing control, so I kept my gaze down.
"San-Santana, are you even listening?" Kurt asked amused.
"Yes, of course I am." I looked up and shot him a glare.
"I am Sam, Sam I am." The blonde boy said. "I already introduce myself earlier but you weren't really here, I am an old friend of Quinn's." He smiled at her.
He looked good, I will give him that. I would do something about those huge lips of his, but other than that he was hot. I didn't like the way he was standing so close to Quinn or the way that he smiled at her though. 'Are you jealous Lopez? Are you fucking kidding me? Get a grip.'
"Remembering names of people who are not hot girl is a bit difficult on me, so I'll just call you trouty mouth instead." I tried to gain my cool back. Kurt and Rachel laughed, Brittany looked confused and Quinn tried to fight a grin.
"It's Sam." He said a bit annoyed.
"Trouty mouth kind of stuck with me."
"So how do you remember my name?" Kurt tried to be funny.
"You're very hot lady Hummel, don't underestimate yourself, remembering Rachel's name on the other hand took time."
Everyone laughed apart from Rachel. 'Oh good, I forgot that when she is drunk she has no limits.' She came closer to me and snaked her hand on my shoulder. "Do you really think I am not hot?" She tried to sound sexy but it really didn't work.
"You're kind of hot." I admitted, "just not my type."
"What is your type?" Quinn asked me. 'How can she manage to keep her face like that?' I thought when she looked half bored and half sleepy, 'let's try to wake her, shall we?'
"Blonde, beautiful, sexy."
She looked shocked for a second before her features returned to indifferent again, 'Mental high five.'
"We are going to a karaoke bar, do you want to join us?" Trouty asked us, I think he is worming up to me.
"Yes, of course." Rachel yelled.
Two hours, six songs sung by Rachel and an endless amount of alcohol later we were sitting around a table and everybody tried to convince me to sing.
"Come on you have to sing, for me?" Brittany asked in a baby voice with a pout. 'I am getting soft.' I looked over to Quinn but she just seemed uninterested in all of this, 'let's see if I can make her a little jealous too?'
"Sure Britt-Britt." I said and gently brushed my hand against her knuckles. I got up and looked through the song book, I saw the perfect song. I told the man who was in charge which song I chose and headed to the stage.
So long
I've been looking too hard, I've waiting too long
Sometimes I don't know what I will find
I only know it's a matter of time
When you love someone
When you love someone
It feels so right, so warm and true
I need to know if you feel it too
Maybe I'm wrong
Won't you tell me if I'm coming on too strong?
This heart of mine has been hurt before
This time I wanna be sure
I've been waiting for a girl like you
To come into my life
I've been waiting for a girl like you
A love that will survive
I've been waiting for someone new
To make me feel alive
Yeah, waiting for a girl like you
To come into my life
I kept looking at Brittany while singing hoping to get some kind of reaction from Quinn. I didn't look at her even though I was dying to see her face. 'Please god let her be jealous.'
You're so good
When we make love it's understood
It's more than a touch or a word we say
Only in dreams could it be this way
When you love someone
Yeah, really love someone
Now, I know it's right
From the moment I wake up till deep in the night
There's no where on earth that I'd rather be
Than holding you, tenderly
I've been waiting for a girl like you
To come into my life
I've been waiting for a girl like you
And a love that will survive
I've been waiting for someone new
To make me feel alive
Yeah, waiting for a girl like you
To come into my life
I've been waiting, waiting for you, ooh
Ooh, I've been waiting
I've been waiting, yeah
I've been waiting for a girl like you
I've been waiting
Won't you come into my life?
My life?
When the song ended everyone clapped and cheered for me, some guys even whistled. I went to the restroom to fix my makeup. A few minutes later while I was in the middle of fixing my lip gloss the door opened. I knew without looking that it was Quinn based on the strong vanilla scent. I didn't turn to look at her and played as casual as possible.
"That was really good."
"Thanks."
I heard footsteps and then Quinn's hot breath on my neck, 'just focus on fixing your lip-gloss.' "You look so hot in that dress." She whispered sensually, I shivered.
"You don't look so bad yourself Q." I said weakly and turned around to look at her.
Her eyes were a shade darker and a playful smirk was on her lips. She moved closer and pressed her body into me, slipping her leg between my thighs, then she moved her hands to rest on my hips and her lips was mere inches apart from mine. "Did you try to make me jealous before?" She asked, her breath hitting my lips. I lowered my gaze and looked at her red lips before shifting my gaze back up to her eyes, I nodded barely noticeable. She pulled back slowly from my body, "just making sure." She winked and walked to the door.
"What the fuck Fabray?" I yelled in frustration but she was already out the door.
'Did I really just acted like a horny teenage boy? I lose all my game around this girl, she has this kind of effect over me.' I buried my face in my hands and let a loud sigh, sprayed cold water to my face in an attempt to come myself down and left the bathroom.
Hello, I hope you would like this chapter. Next chapter I promise Quinn will stop being such a tease.
Please tell me what you think of the story so far.
Those of you who were disappointed by my choice to pair Santana with Quinn and not with Brittany I am sorry you feel that way, I personally thinks that the best part of Brittana's relationship is their deep friendship and that is what I chose to focus on. As for Quinntana I think they could have a really great relationship.
As always any comments, suggestion, thoughts or questions you have will be expected with open arms by me ;)
The song Santana sang was waiting for a girl like you by foreigner (amazing song by the way).
thank you, Spencer.