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I left the dance floor in a hurry. I went back to the bar and was met with confused looks from my boys. "What?" I snapped at them.
"Calm down, killer." Puck laughed. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." I shrugged, taking a drink. "I'm good."
"You ran off the dance floor pretty fast." Mike laughed.
"I was thirsty." I took another drink, wishing they would shut up.
Puck looked out at the dance floor. He smirked when he saw a blonde dancing around. "I never thought I'd see the day." He shook his head. I glared at him. "Santana Lopez is running away from a girl."
"I'm not running away from anything!" I poked him in the chest. "You're crazy."
"Look, there she is. All by herself. Go get her." Puck pushed me in her direction.
I nervously walked up to the blonde. What is going on with you? Get your shit together. I smiled brightly at the blonde as I slid next to her at the bar. "Hey."
Blondie turned and smiled at me. "Hey. You were at the beach today, weren't you?"
"Yeah. You saved my volleyball. Thanks again."
"No problem. I'm Brittany by the way."
"Brittany." I smiled. "I'm Santana."
"Nice to meet you, Santana."
"You too. Can I buy you a drink?"
"Sure. Just one though."
"Great. What can I get you?"
"Jack and Coke."
I smiled and got the drinks from the bartender. I handed Brittany her drink. "Are you here by yourself tonight?"
"I'm here with some friends."
"Me too." I took a few big gulps of my drink. "Would you like to dance?"
"I'd love to." She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the dance floor.
My breath caught in my throat when she put her arms around my neck and pulled me close. My hands found her waist, subconsciously pulling her closer. I happened to look over at the boys. Mike and Matt smirked at me and Puck was busy hitting on some blonde. I turned my attention back to my blonde whose face was dangerously close to mine. I swallowed hard and tried not to stare at her lips. It wasn't working so I turned my face toward her ear. At this point, I was hot as hell and this gorgeous girl grinding up on me was not helping matters much.
"Drink?" I leaned in toward her ear, smelling her. Stop being a creep, Lopez. Brittany nodded. I grabbed her hand and pulled her back toward the bar. "Water?"
"You read my mind." Brittany smiled.
I grabbed two bottles of water from the bartender. "Here you go." I handed her a bottle before taking a long drink of mine.
"Thanks." She smiled at me again. I melted again. You're losing it. It's just a smile. Get a hold of yourself.
"Anytime." I smiled. It was hard for me to stop smiling around this girl. "Do you wanna go back to my place?"
"I probably shouldn't. Sorry." She smiled softly with a hint of guilt in her eyes.
"It's all good." I reassured her. "So do you come here often?"
"Using that line?" She smirked.
"Not a line." I laughed. "Just trying to figure out my chances of seeing you again."
"Well you're cute and a good dancer so I'd say your chances are high."
A couple girls walked up to Brittany. "Hey Britt, ready to go?"
"Yeah I'll meet you outside." Brittany smiled at them as they walked off. "Well I guess it's time for me to go."
"It was great meeting you."
"You too, Santana." She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. "See you around."
I stood there, stunned, as she walked off. "But wait." I turned around but she was already gone. "Damn it."
"You looked like you were having a good time out there." Mike smiled as I walked back over to them.
"You were practically going at it on the dance floor." Matt jumped in.
"She's hot." Mike and Matt both nodded.
"Yeah she is." I affirmed.
"Did you get shot down?" Mike asked carefully.
"Yeah. But I'm not giving up so easily."
"Did you get a number?" Matt asked.
"No she left too fast." I shrugged, looking around. "Where's Puck?"
"Perving on some girl." Mike pointed over to the corner.
"Can you get him? I'm ready to go." I finished my water and started for the door. I waited for Puck outside while the valet brought my car around.
"Lopez!" Puck shouted at me as he stumbled out of the club with a blonde following closely behind. "Hey! Hey, this is…um. I forget her name. What's your name?"
"Quinn." The blonde giggled behind him.
"Quinn, that's it! This is Quinn."
"Nice to meet you." The valet brought me my keys and I smiled warmly at him. "Let's go, Puckerman."
"I'll call you tomorrow, Quinn." Puck kissed the girl before jumping in the car. "That girl is hot as hell."
"She was cute." I nodded as I drove off.
"What happened with you tonight?"
"I chilled with hot blonde."
"Get any?"
"No but its all good."
"Dude, I'm drunk as hell."
"I can tell." I laughed. I pulled into the driveway. "Can you walk?"
"I think so." He opened the door and fell out onto the ground.
"Obviously not." I laughed and walked around to his side of the car. I helped him up, carrying him inside. I dropped him on the couch. "Need anything?"
"No I'm just going to pass out."
"Alright dude." I wandered upstairs, unable to turn my mind off. I couldn't stop thinking about Brittany. She called me cute. That has to be good, right? But I'm just cute? I dropped down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. "Screw this. I have to go run." I changed into my workout gear and went to my gym. I blasted some Ke$ha before starting my run on the treadmill. You need to chill, Lopez. She's just a girl. You have nothing to worry about. You got this.
