Wow.. Seems like you all hate BRAM like I do! :D Don't worry, I won't let BRAM happen. It's just a little topic in my FF.
So...let me answer your questions.
JJLives: Thank you! I try my best to write as good as I can. I don't have a beta so it's kinda hard for me. I'll give my best.
aLL4LeynA: Santana told Brittany that she's from Lima, but Brittany didn't asked her about, because she had other things to think about. But I promise, there'll be a later chapter where they'll talk about this. It's important for the ending of my FF ;)
And for those who don't like my FF or my writing, feel free to NOT read it ;) I'm not perfect and this is my first FF in english.
Thanks to all the others who like the story so far and write so lovely reviews 3
"Brittany what are you doing?"
When Sam picked me up we directly went to Mc Donalds. I really missed hanging out with him. He's always this goofy guy who makes me laugh. We fooled around, made jokes and talked about our first day in Arizona.
I don't know how but we landed somewhen in this Club called 'Trixie' and he was dancing with some hot girls and I was dancing in the middle of some nice guys. The alcohol was to much and all of sudden we were standing outside, me trying to kiss him.
"Saaam", I whined.
"Seriously Britt, are you drunk?"
I giggled. Of course was I drunk. I wouldn't have tried this if I wasn't. It was hard standing still. Everything was moving and my body was having a hard time. My hands were in his neck, touching him softly while I tried to kiss him.
"Come on, Britt. I'll get you home", he offered.
"No", I mumbled. "I'm alright. I just wanna fool around. Come on, it'll be fun!"
"Brittany", he was saying my whole name and I knew he was serious. "You are drunk. You will regret this in the morning."
"Oh psh", I laugh. "Everything's alright. And now let me kiss you."
That's when he grabbed my wrist and put me on his back. I was laughing and screaming at the same time. Didn't he drunk at the bar? Why was he sober?
"I'm gonna bring you back home", he informed me.
"You want to carry me all the way back to lima on your back?", I wonder. "You're really my bestie best best friend of friends", I giggled. If I wouldn't be this drunk, I'd maybe understand him. But my brain was having a fight with all the alcohol in my stomach and I was trying not to gag. At the same time my heart was trying to tell me something and I tried everything not to hear. It was a bad fight. Brain against heart.
It felt like Sam flew back to Santanas house. He let me down in front of the door and tried to steady me.
"Do you think you can walk?", he asked me.
I nod.
"Yeah, I suppose."
"Do you have a key?"
That was the point. I hadn't had any key. How should I be able to get into that house?
"Nah, I'd ring and somebody will open the door", I giggled.
"No!", before I could touch the button, Sam grabbed my hand. "Don't. Mr and Mrs Lopez would be really angry with you. Do you have Santanas phone number?"
"Sure, but Sammy. I already told you, she's too hot for you. She won't date you", I told him honestly.
"I don't want to date her…", he said. "..okay maybe I want to. But if you could call her or text her, she could open the door for you without her parents freaking out."
"You're so clever", I told him. "That's why I like you. You're so clever."
I grabbed my phone, tipped the password and searched for her number. I had a hard time seeing everything clear. Sam must've noticed because he took my phone and started searching for her name alone.
"Ah", he said. "There it is."
He hold the phone to his ear, his feet was tapping unpatiently on the floor. Finally Santana seemed to answer the call.
"Sorry Santana, it's Sam. Brittany's drunk", he informs her.
"I'm not!", I say a little louder into my phone. Sam pinches his lips together and leans back, holding his hand in the air to signalize me to keep quiet.
"Whatever. We're in front of your house and she has no key. Could you open the door?…..Thanks."
He hungs up and gives me my phone back. "She's gonna open it any second."
Right after I put my phone back into my bag, the door flungs open and Santana is watching us. She seems annoyed. Her arms are crossed and she's wearing a tank top and shorts. Her hair is messy and I can say that she was already sleeping.
"Thanks Sam", I smile and kisses him on the cheek. "See you tomorrow!"
"Take care of her, please. I quess she drunk a little too much", I can hear Sam saying before Santana closes the door.
"Careful", is everything she says. Before I stumble and fall to the ground, she grabs me and helps me upstairs.
"I'm not that drunk", I shrug. "Sam overreacted."
"Sure", Santana says nonchalant. "Come here", she leads me into the quest room and sudddenly I feel bad.
"San", I whisper. "Don't leave please."
She starts to help me change and gives me a confused look.
"What'd you mean?", she wants to know while she lifts my hoodie.
There I am, only in my underwear in front of that girl, that's driving me crazy. Even my plan wasn't working. I wanted to sleep with Sam. Wanted to forget everything for a while. Wanted to forget her.
Now I am sitting here, half naked and begging her to stay in my room the night.
Santana gives me my pyjama and I try to change as fast as I can.
"Can you stay the night? I hate sleeping alone when I am not home", I whisper bashfully.
"Why didn't you ask trouthy mouth if he wanted to stay?", she sounds pissed. She's like a ticking timebomb. One second she's so friendly and caring and the next second she's all jelous and bitchy.
"Because I want you to stay, not him. I was acting like an idiot tonight. I wanted to sleep with him because you said that wouldn't ruin our friendship and makes everything better. But that's not right. It doesn't make everything better. Just worser."
I began to sniffle. This was all getting out of hand. I was acting weird and ridicilous. Santana must be thinking I was a total loser.
"Listen Britt", she sat down next to me on the bed and grabbed my hand. "You don't have to sleep with Sam if you don't want to. And you don't have to do everything I do. I just said that I like sleeping with Puck now and then. It chills me. But I don't want you to do things you never wanted to, okay?"
I slowly nod. "Okay."
"And just for your information. I wasn't with Puck tonight. When I saw you leave, I decited to stay at home. I watched Tv and went to bed early."
"Why?"
"Because I wasn't in the mood. I regret saying no to you when you asked me for dinner. You're only here for 2 weeks and I should enjoy every minute with you. Because you're really cool and I really like you."
Santana was so sweet saying all these things to me. I felt like crying. But I tried not to.
"Now come on, let us sleep in my bed. I don't like the quest room. My room is way comfortable", Santana smiled and pulled me with her.
We laid down on her bed, face to face. Everything still was blurry but I could see her now and then clear.
"San?", I asked her bashfully.
"Mhhmhh?"
"Can you do me a favour?"
"Sure", she smiled. "Which one?"
"Could you hold me like last night?"