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"We need to go back this is a mistake." Santana says turning back around but Kurt steps in her way for the tenth time since leaving the coffee shop.
"Santana this is a brilliant idea and you know it! Now turn around and keep walking because we have a party to get to in a couple hours and I am no where near ready." Kurt says sternly as he grabs the girls arm and they continue walking back to campus.
"I can't do this, she's going to know it's me." she stops again panic in her voice, "This is not me, I don't do shit like this. Why am I doing this? Why did I let you convince me this was a good idea? She's going to know, she's going to think it's a huge joke and never speak to me again. Then everyone will find out, my reputation will have gone to shit. Thi-"
"Santana shut up!" Kurt says annoyed, stopping the ranting Latina. "Geez lighten up would you! We've been through this, it's the perfect solution for your little predicament. Do we really need to go over this again?" Santana only nods so he continues, "Okay fine. You want to show her you're not the person she, and everyone else, thinks you are right?" she nods again. "Well since she isn't giving you a shot in hell right now, this is the best way to do so. This is called being romantic and will definitely get her to swoon."
"Why are you helping me with this anyway?" She asks, noticing how eager he is to go through with the plan he came up with when she went to him for advice after leaving the coffee shop the night before.
"Santana whether you admit to it or not you are my friend and I care about you. You've been doing this non-commitment shit and getting away with it for way too long. I don't know what it is about this girl but you act like an entire different person when her name is even mentioned. So if this is helps get to not be a bitch then I'm more than willing to help. I promise, this is totally a foolproof plan. Now get your love sick ass to Blaine's and I'll see you at the party okay?" He finishes pointing her in the direction of Blaine's dorm.
"This better be foolproof Hummel!" She calls to him as he turns the corner to head back to his room.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Santana asks as they approach the building.
"We went over this already," Blaine states, "you're not suppose to even know she's going to be here. It's just two people running into each other at a party. This will give you two a more relaxed environment to talk so she can get to know the real you." He says while practically dragging her up the stairs.
"But you didn't see them at the coffee shop, they were close, too close. This is a waste of time, I'm not going in there. I've already missed my shot so why put salt in the wound?" She says trying to free herself from Blaine's tight grasp on her wrist.
"Then just try and be her friend. You don't even know what you saw anyways, it could've just been an innocent hug between friends."
"Even it is was, I know for a fact she doesn't want to see me. She looked pissed when I left the shop yesterday."
"Okay that's it. What the hell have you done with Santana Lopez?" He turns and glares at her seriously.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about this nervous girl standing in front of me. You're Santana Lopez, you were captain of the cheerleading squad in high school and ran that school." He says but she pushes past him to go inside to get away from the his peppy speech. She stops dead in her tracks as soon as they get inside but Blaine is too busy to notice her distraction and continues. "You're fearless not shy and unsure of yourself. What happened to the girl from Lima Heights Adjacent? What happened to the girl who could take anything that gets thrown at you?" He stops and notices her attention is distracted by something across the room so he looks over to where she is looking. They see Brittany on the far side of the room in clear view talking to Quinn.
"I got thrown a curveball I never saw coming." She states, not taking her eyes away from the girl.
"Wait you're really falling for her?" He asks with a wide grin.
"You know your horrendous bow tie is making me nauseous and I haven't even had a drink yet. Bye Blaine." She says and walks away from the boy in search for a drink she knows she's going to need to handle this night.
"Good luck Satan!" He calls out to her as she leaves and he goes in search of his own date.
Brittany has been at the party for a couple hours. 'Quinn was so right, I really needed a night to just relax and let go.' She thinks as she knocks back another jello shot. She's already lost track of how many she's had but she's having too much fun to care at this point. She's with Quinn and her friend and even though it's obvious they're having trouble keeping their hands off each other Brittany doesn't pay attention to it. She's too lost in the music to care at this point.
"Hey Britt!" She hears Quinn call her to where her and her friend are standing, well more like groping each other. "Babe stop, hold on. Britt we'll be right back okay?" Quinn yell over the music.
"Okay!" She yells back.
"You gonna be alright?" Quinn asks as she comes up to her with a concerned look on her face.
"Yeah I'm awesome! I'll meet up with you guys later?"
"Definitely! We'll be back in a few." She says as her date grabs her from behind and pulls her away from Brittany through the crowd of people.
Brittany grabs another shot and makes her way to where everyone is dancing and lets herself get lost within the beat of the music as a club remix of 'I Wanna Dance With Somebody' begins to play. A few guys come up to dance with her as the music continues but she doesn't pay much attention to them. Not until one guy starts to get too handsy and tries to grab at her.
"Okay I think I'm done dancing." She says while pulling away from him. He only tightens his grip and pulls her back to him.
"Not yet sweetheart." He says as he snakes one arm tight around her stomach and his other hand makes it's way to the front of her jeans. "Relax, let's have some fun." He starts to move his hand down her front as she struggles against him. The room is beginning to spin as she tries to get out of his grasp.
Santana who was standing a moment ago entranced by the blonde's dancing immediately pushes through the crowd from the far side of the dance floor when she sees what the guy is doing. She spots Blaine not much further from the scene than her and yells out to him, "Blaine! Get to Brittany!" she gets his attention and she goes towards the girl.
"Stop it!" she hears her yell as she gets closer. When she approaches Brittany spots her. "Santana!" she pleads to the girl, tears streaming down her face.
"Hey let her go!" She screams at the guy and tries to push him off.
"Get lost bitch!" He says, trying to keep his hold on Brittany.
"Hey why can't I join the fun?" She says quickly hoping to distract the guy.
"Well why didn't you say so sweetheart?" he says loosening his grip and turning more towards the Latina. She takes the opening and throws her body weight into a punch directly in his face. "You fucking bitch!" He yells releasing his hold on Brittany, who launches herself into Santana's arms as soon as she's free. He stumbles back from the blow and grabs at his nose. Seeing the blood gushing from it he quickly tries to lunge at the brunette when Blaine tackles the guy from the side and sends him straight to the ground.
Brittany sobs against the girl and holds onto her as if her life depended on it, which in this moment it does. The last thing Brittany remembers is Santana pulling her through the crowd towards the front door before she blacks out.
*The next morning *
Brittany wakes up and quickly turns to bury her head back into her pillow when the light begins to make her head throb.
"This is why I hate drinking." She groans into her pillow. She hears a soft chuckle next her and whips her head in the direction of the sound and regrets it immediately when she gets a head rush. Her eyes lock onto Santana's who is lying next to her on the bed.
"Careful B don't need you getting whip lash. Maybe next time you'll go easier on the jello shots." Santana says as she chuckles again noticing Brittany looking at her petrified and confused.
"What are you doing here? Why are you in my bed?" She says as she tries to get up quickly but her hangover doesn't allow the fast movement. She becomes really dizzy and lays back down slowly, squinting as her eyes adjust to the light but doesn't take her eyes off the other girl.
"Careful killer, you okay?" Santana asks noticing the girls condition that she's been in so many times before. "Here," she sits up and turns to grab a glass of water off the nightstand and hands it to Brittany, "drink this." She says softly trying not to worsen the girls obvious pain.
Brittany sits up, very slowly, and leans back against the headboard before taking the water from her. Santana decides against lying back down, not wanting to make her more uncomfortable than she already is, so she just sits indian style on the bed facing Brittany.
"Uh thanks." Brittany says after taking a sip and sets the cup down. "What are you doing here?" she asks again.
"Well considering this is my room, I was sleeping." She responds, watching Brittany as she takes her focus off the Latina to look around and take in her surrounds. Her confused look is quickly replaced by panic as she looks back to Santana who looks at her curiously trying to figure out what's going through her head.
"I-uh, we.." she stutters, "Us um, did we.." she trails off when Santana smiles at her, knowing what it is the girl is trying to ask but failing horribly.
"Did we have sex?" Santana asks, trying to finish the other girl's thought. Brittany can only nod, fear still in her eyes. "B, relax." She says as she reaches over and gently runs her hand up and down the girl's arm, noticing the girl doesn't pull away as well as the goosebumps that form on her arm at the touch. "We didn't do anything, scout's honor." She says with a grin as she takes her hand that was just on the other girl and raises three fingers. Brittany looks down and shakes her head to hide a small grin.
"Then why am I here?" she asks, trying to remember the events of the previous night that brought her here.
"What's the last thing you remember?" Santana asks "I'm sure I can fill in the blanks." she says with a gentle smile hoping to calm the girls nerves a bit. It seems to work when she sees the girl sigh and answers with an okay.
"Well I- uh, I remember was Quinn saying she'd be right back so I went to go dance. I was dancing for a while and was starting to feel a little dizzy. Then-" She trails off as she remembers the immediate events that happened when she was dancing. "that guy- he.. he tried to-" She trails off and feels tears building in her eyes, much like they did the night before. "And then you came and was that Blaine?" Santana nods to confirm her question. "You helped me. I remember him letting go of me and- and you being there. You.." she pauses take a breath to hold back the tears and looks over to Santana who nods knowing what she remembered. "then, uh that's it. I remember being pulled past a bunch of people and crying and feeling really really dizzy and tired. What happened after the- after the fight?" She asks more curious than worried.
"Well you were pretty wrecked and obviously upset. I went to bring you outside and we ran into Quinn who was too drunk to take care of herself let alone you. You were really upset so I, I told her I would take care of you. Of course that didn't go well since she assumed the same thing you did a minute ago but her friend convinced her it was the best idea." she says softly and looks down at her fidgeting hands.
Brittany notices she looks hurt at the accusation that something had happened between them. 'It's not like it's a far fetched idea I know how I can be when I'm drunk and I know I must've been pretty vulnerable. She does have a lot of one night relationships but I really don't think she's the kind of person to take advantage of my- situation' She thinks to herself but the Latina speaks again interrupting her thoughts.
"I know I've slept around a lot in the past, it's not like it's a real secret, but I would never- never take advantage of anyone in that kind of condition." She says looking directly at Brittany as if she's read the other girl's mind.
"I'm sorry." She says honestly. "I didn't mean to accuse you of anything, you pretty much saved my life last night and her I am assuming- that you.. I'm sorry.." She says searching the girl's eyes.
"I guess it's understandable it's not like you know me anyway. I'll be right back." She says obviously uncomfortable. She gets off the bed and heads into the bathroom.
Brittany hears water running not sure what to make of what she's doing. 'Good job, this girl came to rescue my rescue last night and this is how I thank her? I accuse her of, well basically doing the same thing that asshole was trying to do before-' She's too lost in thought to notice the other girl's return so she jumps when she hears her speak.
"Here take these." She says handing Brittany a couple of pills, and Brittany looks at her questioningly. "It's not roofies I promise." She says with a chuckle trying to lighten the mood. "Sorry bad joke, it's just aspirin."
"Thank you." She says taking the aspirin and taking another sip of the water.
"Okay now lay back and closer your eyes." She says softly and Brittany just looks at her. "Relax I got a cool towel for your head, it'll help with that massive headache I'm sure you have. Just lay back and close your eyes." she says again.
This time Brittany listens still unsure of the girl's actions. She reluctantly leans back and closes her eyes. She expects to feel the cloth on her head but is surprised when she feels Santana's fingers across her forehead. She gently brushes the hair away from Brittany's face and tucks it behind her ear. Brittany's breath hitches at the contact and feels Santana's hand linger before she pulls away and places the cool, damp cloth on her head. Her eyes flutter open and is met with Santana's looking back at her.
"This should help, I use this trick anytime I have a hangover. So um, why don't you rest here for awhile I'm just gonna take a quick shower." She says as she breaks her gaze from Brittany's piercing blue eyes and grabs some clothes before heading to the bathroom.
Brittany isn't sure what to make of the girl's actions towards her. It's kinda uncomfortable to stay but her body isn't ready to make the effort to go yet. She hears the water running and with the aspirin and cool cloth taking effect she drifts back to sleep.
She wakes back up a few hours later and sees Santana across the room on her laptop. She starts to get up when Santana hears her and turns around.
"Hi." Brittany says as stands up feeling relieved when she notices she only has a light headache now.
"Feeling better?" Santana asks.
"Yeah thanks. I'm just gonna use the bathroom quick if that's okay then I'll get out of your hair." Brittany says looking down at her feet, not sure how to break the awkward tension that's in the air.
Before Santana has a chance to respond her phone goes off. "Sorry. Yeah that's fine go ahead, I'm just gonna grab this." she says as she grabs her phone and Brittany walks into the bathroom.
"-Uh no I told you I can't today, I'm busy now." She hears Santana say as she comes out of the bathroom. Brittany quickly tries to grab her stuff quietly so she doesn't disturb the girl's conversation. Already feeling guilty that she's keeping her from whatever plans she already had with someone. "Tomorrow night? Maybe I'm not sure." Santana says and locks eyes with Brittany for a second but quickly looks away but Brittany swears she just saw the other girl blush. "Yeah I know babe but I just don't think that's going to work out now. Yeah okay." She says hanging up.
"Sorry you had to cancel plans because of me." Brittany says as she sits on the bed and puts her shoes back on.
"Not your fault, wasn't really interested in seeing her anyway." She replies and Brittany can't help but notice the 'she' part Santana had indicated. Santana catches onto the look on the blonde's face and realizes what she has said. "I kinda lost interest in her, well not just her but with the whole hook up thing." She says looking at Brittany.
"Right." Brittany says unconvinced. "Well thanks again for, for rescuing you. You didn't have to but you did. I really owe you one." she says as she backs up towards the door.
Santana hears the tone in her voice, obviously not believing what she told her. 'Can't blame her for not believing that, I wouldn't either.' She thinks as she fidgets with her hands trying to figure out something to say not wanting to say goodbye to other girl yet.
"I guess I'll see you around." Brittany says after not receiving a response back from Santana who just sits at her desk looking down at her hands.
She looks up at Brittany's last words. 'Good job idiot you didn't say anything and now she's going.' "Yeah gotta have the morning coffee." She says getting up and walking towards Brittany as she opens the door to leave.
"Yeah well next one is on me." Brittany chuckles and Santana nods. 'She rescues you and I just offered her a cup of coffee? Smart move.'
"Yeah if you can remember what it is." She says softly as Brittany walks out into the hall.
"Medium macchiato." She says quickly and grins to Santana before she turns to leave, closing the door behind her.
Brittany heads back and stops into the coffee shop on her way up to her apartment trying to straighten out all the events from the past twenty-four hours in her head.
"Hey Brittany." Her co-worker Tina calls out and motions for the girl to come over to her when she sees her enter the cafe.
"Hey T, what's up?" She asks.
"Wow you look like shit." She points out to her smudged make up and exhausted expression.
"Really know how to compliment people don't you." She chuckles at her co-worker.
"Right sorry, just looks like you've had a rough day. Anyway her this was under the door when I came in this morning to open up. Looks like someone has a crush on you." She says as she hands Brittany an envelope with her name written across the front.
Brittany examines the envelop, the front reads, 'To Brittany' and just below, "Secret Admirer' She eyes it curiously but decides against opening it until she's upstairs by herself.
"Thanks T. Not sure what this is for but thanks I'll read it when I get upstairs." She says fiddling with the paper in the hand.
"Yeah probably a good idea I had to tear it away from some of the others who wanted to rip it open." She says, "Go rest up I'll see you tomorrow." She says as she heads back behind the counter. Brittany gives her a quick wave and makes her way upstair to her apartment.