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Chapter 6

Day One: Rubbernecking

I don't own Glee, nor Pitch Perfect.

All mistakes are mine.

I hope you all like it!

Santana's POV

I was lying on bed in my temporary bedroom, and I can't find myself to sleep. I've been tossing and turning for what seemed to be forever. It's 2 in the freakin' morning and I haven't slept yet, I have a hard time sleeping in an unfamiliar place, I guess it's some sort of a defense mechanism where I am in a place I don't feel safe, that anytime someone might attack me, namely Quinn Dopey Smile Fabray. It's not that I am scared of her hurting me or something, it's just that I don't want her to caught me off guard again, talk about most embarrassing moment. And after that she kept on giving me this meaningful glance and flashed me her signature smile at the same time lower her eyes to my chest. God, that smile really get on my nerves and I can't believe she tricked in me in to making me stay with her for a week. That girl isn't just sneaky but also a manipulative bitch.

I decided to get a glass of water and have some fresh air, there was no reason to fight for sleep when it's so obvious that I wouldn't get any peaceful slumber in a beautifully set up room I was in, so ironic. I walked out my room and was immediately hit by a cold night breeze, and I noticed that the sliding glass door going to the veranda was open. I slowly tiptoed my way to it, careful not to make any noise to not get any attention if there was an intruder outside. The nearer I got to the veranda, the colder I get, the night breeze made me shiver and I wrapped my arms around myself to prevent for trembling from coldness. The sight that was revealed infront of me turned my feeling upside down, I found her again in the same spot I found her the day before, she was again sporting a serious face that I seldom saw in her, she was looking peacefully at the horizon obviously her thoughts was wandering elsewhere. I took my time to absorb the mysterious creature infront of me, without that dopey smile, the serenity in her face makes her appealing, maybe beautiful would be right term for that. The breeze made her face more visible and glowed with her hazel eyes, her blonde long hair floats in the air swaying in the direction of the wind. I shivered again and wonder why Quinn doesn't even budge from her position when she's just wearing one piece of clothing. One piece of clothing? My eyes went wide when I realized that indeed she was just wearing one piece of clothing, she was wearing an oversized shirt that only covered her mid-thigh. She usually dressed up in pants and it was my first time to see her wearing nothing to cover her long milky legs. I tilted my head to get a clear view of her, and Quinn must have been engaged in sports because of the toned muscle legs she have. The breeze blew again and Quinn's oversized shirt flew a little higher, revealing a lacy red undergarment; this time instead of the wind making me shiver, it made me hot and bothered.

"Holy fuck!" Came out of my mouth before I can even stop myself from reacting. Quinn turned around when she heard my voice, my tilted head and the direction of my eyes gave away why I cussed. I mentally kicked myself from getting caught red-handed.

"Like what you see?" she asked with an eyebrow raised and smirked deviously.

"No, just wondering why you don't get cold with the cloth you're wearing, its freezing cold out here." I said defensively and that was the truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me God. Yes, please help me God!

"My back was killing me earlier so I took my meds before I went to bed, unfortunately it's a non-drowsy medicine, but on the lighter side it was an oxycodone which keeps me warm and relaxed."

"So in short, you're high as a kite right now?" I asked incredulously.

"I'm not high, and that was a prescribed drug I took to relieve me from pain." She defensively waved her hand infront of me. The wind blew again making her shirt raised up one more time; I dropped my eyes because it caught my attention, but immediately directed it to the night sky, making Quinn giggle. "Let's go inside because you're already shivering." She stepped closer to me and wrapped her arms around me, making me gasp in surprise. Did no one ever teach her what boundary means? I pushed her a little making her pull away.

"You're freezing cold." I lied. The truth was, it would be awkward with her holding me in too little clothing. When we stepped inside the living room, she slid the door close and walked straight to her room, maybe she was sleepy and decided to call it a night. I walked to the kitchen to get something to drink, but when I walked back to the living room she was holding a blanket. "What's that for?" I asked her. But instead of answering my question, she sat at the couch and patted the space beside her, signalling me to sit with her; I was a little confused but I complied. She wrapped the blanket around my shoulders after I sat down. "Comfy?" She asked looking at me in the eyes. Sometimes the smallest gesture can flutter one's heart. Quinn would be irritating at times, but she's a bit of a charmer. I cleared my throat and averted my eyes to my lap when I realized that we've been staring at each other for too long.

"Thanks!" I said after a few awkward seconds. She stood up and made a b line to the entertainment center.

"I figured you can't sleep too, so maybe you want to watch a movie?" She was searching a drawer full of DVDs. I nodded in response. "Do you have a movie in mind?"

"Surprise me." I replied comically because I really don't have anything in mind. It took her a few minutes to decide on what she wanted to pick. When she put the cd in the player she scooted over beside me. "What's that?" I asked after the Universal Studios logo appeared and there was a singing A capella boy band performing in the screen.

"Pitch perfect, it's about an American intercollegiate competition, the movie was set in Barden University…" I held my hand infront of her, making her stop.

"I'll figure it on my own, what's the sense of watching if you're going to fill out every information." I said a little irritated.

"Grumpy much?!" She retorted and made a face.

The movie was entertainingly fun and a bit interesting, but it was not the movie that caught my attention, it was Quinn. I found out that not only that she's a movie buff who threw trivia's about movies every now and then, which I think was very dorky and a little cute, but she can also sing. She knew every lyrics of the song in the movie, even the rap part on the riff-off. She would sing along with it and I would silently listen to her but would eye the screen because I don't want her to think that I find her singing voice a little adorable. In the middle of the movie I found myself laying in the couch and my head on Quinn's lap. I tried to not fall asleep, but my tiredness already kicked in. I fell asleep with Quinn still singing along with the movie while brushing my hair with her hands.

Smallest gesture can flutter one's heart.

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When I resurface from consciousness, I was still on the couch, but an arm was draped around my waist and my face was just a few inches away from a sleeping blonde. I once again caught myself staring at her, and I can't help it, the tranquillity in her face when she's not wearing a smile seems to drawing me towards her. She was heavily breathing which means she's still in a deep slumber, more time for me to ogle. Her face was flawless and I didn't even see any blemishes. I can't help myself but to touch her face, I tucked the stray strand of hair behind her ear so I can see her more clearly. I traced my index finger on her strong defined jaw, I bit my lower lips, anxious that she might wake up soon, but she didn't even stir so that means I can still go on. She has an itsy bitsy mole on her neck just below her left ear, but it's not very noticeable unless you're really near her. Long eyelashes, perfect length eyebrows that only required a little trimming, and luscious pink lips; wow! She's perfect and I think I'm a little jealous. I was thankful that when she opened her eyes, I was not touching her anymore.

"Good morning!" She greeted me with a smile.

"Eh... Good morning?!" I half questioned and half greeted her, while I stood up. She stood up as well, and then stretched her arms up making her oversized shirt lift up again. The last time I remembered my head was on her lap, I was so tired last night to even care if her lap was bare when I was on my way to unconsciousness. She looked at me warily and turned her gaze to the clock above the plasma screen.

"It's just 10:30 in the morning, why did you greet me like you're not sure if it's still morning." She asked me curiously.

"It's just that no one really greets me good morning, aside from the fact that I live alone, and the tenants who live in the same building as mine are afraid of me to even talk to me in the morning." I explained. She raised her eyebrows in my explanation, I felt she was going to comment but held her tongue as to not ruin our morning. She stood close to me and kissed me on the cheek.

"What was that for?" I asked. I felt all my blood rose to my head in surprise.

"I'm compensating on the mornings I was not able to greet you." She replied; grinning. In an ordinary morning, I would have smacked her shoulder, but since I sneakily leered at her earlier I let it go. And it's normal for friends to kiss in the cheek right? Right?! Well, it doesn't matter because Quinn isn't normal anyway.

"Are you alright?" I asked in concern after I saw her put a hand at her lower back.

"Just a little stiff but I'm fine." She looked at the clock again. "I have a delivery to receive after lunch. Do you want to go to the diner early?"

"Sure, I'll bring my laptop because I also have things to Photoshop today."

"Okay, get some shower and I'll just make some coffee before I take a bath too."

"Hey, no funny business!" I said when I was at my bedroom door. I was referring to the incident before I took a shower the yesterday. Her wide smile shows that she remembered pretty clearly what I was talking about, making me roll my eyes.

"No funny business." She repeated and winked at me.

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When I finished getting ready, I went out my room and Quinn was already waiting for me in the living room, holding two coffees in a to go cups. I offered to drive her car just not to strain her movements and teased her that I was only being nice because I don't want to stay for another week. The diner was packed when we arrived and it looked like Marley and Jake have a new co-worker which I haven't met yet. Quinn waved at her employees and dragged me to the back.

"Who's your new waitress?" I asked Quinn when we stepped inside her office.

"I haven't officially met her yet, but Marley said her name's Spencer." She said with a shrug.

"You accepted an employee without even meeting her?" I asked with amazement, I think it was absurd how she employed Spencer.

"She is Marley's friend, she needed a job, I need a hand here, so why not accept her. And anyway, I trust Marley."

"Well, I think Marley's a good judge of character." I said thoughtfully.

"Are you going to be fine here? I'm just going to check Jake in the kitchen and help him too."

"I'm just gonna set up here on your table and I'm all good." I said with a smile. She nodded and stole another kiss on my cheek again, before she stormed out of her office. All I could do was shake my head at her antics.

I was layouting an ad when my phone chimed, when I looked at it, it was a call from my friend Rachel, I rolled my eyes because I know she's just going to update me of about her Broadway career which I have a zero interest in.

"Where the hell are you?" She had beaten me in greeting her. "I'm here at your apartment and the lobby guy said they haven't seen you in two days, I called Sebastian and he told me you've been incarcerated. Are you alright? Did you escape from jail? Are you hiding from the law? Oh my God! Did you kill someone?"

"What the fuck Berry! Calm your tits! I'm staying with a friend and I'm fine." Leave it to Rachel to be overly dramatic.

"Where are you? I need to make sure you're alright or my conscience will not let me sleep tonight knowing you're out there sleeping on the streets."

"You know, you are not making sense hobbit, but fine I'll tell you where I am, just so you'll sleep peacefully tonight, I'll text you the address."

"Okay, I'll be there as fast as I can." I rolled my eyes again and sighed on Rachel's words. Quinn entered the office with her new employee in tow.

"I said I'm fine, I have to go now, I'll see you later."

"Okay, don't forget to text me the address. Bye!" I ended the call with another sigh and looked up at Quinn who was silently listening on my call.

"Who was that?" She asked curiously.

"Rachel, my friend who set me up in a blind date with you, remember her?" I said sarcastically reminding her of the day we met. "She's coming here because she wants to make sure I'm not a fugitive"

"Oh right, I remember her! It would be nice to finally meet her and thank her for setting me up on a date with you." I cringe at the thought of an overacting hobbit and Dopey Smile meeting up. It would be like the end of the world. "Oh by the way, I want you to meet Spencer, my new employee." She stepped aside to give me a view of a tall brunette at her back. "Spencer, this is Santana, my girlfriend, you'll be seeing her a lot here."

"I'm not her girlfriend." I corrected, why does she always introduce me as her girlfriend?

"But we're getting there." She said grinning at me.

"In your dreams." I retorted dramatically. My phone beeped signalling a message, it was a message from Rachel, reminding me of the address, I replied immediately.

"It was nice to meet you Santana." Spencer waved at me while walking backwards to the door. I gave her a tight lip smile and nodded while I was still typing a message to Rachel. "You two would make a very cute couple." She said before she closed the door.

"I don't like her." I told Quinn with my arms crossed.

"You don't like anyone." She countered, making me raise an eyebrow at her. "What? I'm just telling the truth. That's why I made it my duty to be in your life so you'll have a little spice."

"I have enough spice in my life for your information."

"But you have to admit that I made it spicier."

"Whatever Ms. Dopey Smile." When will I ever win a banter against her?

"So, I'm thinking we could have a late lunch with your friend." She suggested.

"Sure, are you done with the delivery?"

"Yeah, I think I need a rest, my back's killing me again." I rushed beside her and help her take a lie on the couch in her office.

"Do you want me to massage you? Do you need medicine? What do you want?" I asked frantically concerned with Quinn's back.

"Hey, I'm fine; I just need a little rest." She said holding my hand and rubbed her thumb on my knuckles to calm me down. "On the other hand, a cuddle would make me feel better."

"Nice try, but the answer is no." I pulled away my hands.

"If I say please, will it be a yes?" she asked batting her eyes.

"Still a no."

"If I say I will pay for lunch, please say yes."

"Nu-uh." I smirked, making her huff and she contemplated on something to negotiate.

"If I say I'll behave with Rachel, will it be a yes?" She batted her eyelashes again and pouted, but her eyes were smiling. She knew she cornered me with that. Damn, this girl really knows how to play her cards right. She lie on her side to give me a space and raised a hand. "I'm the big spoon!" She triumphantly announced.

"Whatever." I caved in as I lie on my side next to her, but my back turned against her. She wrapped her arm around my waist.

"You're comfy." She placed her chin on my shoulder; her hot breath hit my ear, making me feel weird in the pit of my stomach.

"And you're irritating." I said, my voice betraying me because it sounded sweet and soft rather than its usual venomous biting sound. What the hell's happening to me? I asked myself as I close my eyes to get a little rest.

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"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" My eyes were snapped open with the panic voice. Quinn groaned and hugged me tighter.

"Make it stop." She protested.

"OH MY GOD!" The familiar voice registered to me and I scanned the room to find Rachel at the edge of the couch, her hands clasp on her mouth and eyes wide open.

"Rachel?" I asked a little confused as to why she's in Quinn's office, and then I remembered that we were expecting her. I raised Quinn's hand off me and sat up. "Quinn, Rachel's here. Wake up." I said as I shook her to wake, but she just made an inaudible sound. Rachel waved her hands and gestured that she wants to talk to me outside. I stood up and pulled Quinn forcefully so she'll be lying on her back, when I was sure she was comfortable I walked out the room with Rachel following my suit.

"Who is that?" Rachel asked right after the door was clicked close.

"Her name is Quinn." I answered sleepily.

"NO. WHO. IS. SHE?" She asked again emphasizing each word. "And why are you two cocooned together on the couch?"

"She is.."

"Her girlfriend and you must be Rachel." Quinn butted in out of nowhere; I didn't even hear the door open. I glared at Quinn while she draped her arms on my shoulders. I was about to open my mouth when she beat me. "She'll deny it but don't believe her. She doesn't want a lot of people to know about our relationship." I shrugged her arms off my shoulder.

"Quinn's a prankster, she thinks she's funny." I told Rachel.

"See, I told you she'll deny me." Quinn grinned while Rachel looked confusingly between the blonde and me, and me and Quinn again. I sighed in how comical she's acting.

"They have a great coffee here." I dragged Rachel inside the diner to end the conversation. Quinn went to the counter to order our food.

"So you're shacking up with your new girlfriend?" Rachel said, it was more of a statement rather than a question.

"First of all, I am not living with her, it's just for a week and it's a long story to tell. Second and for the last time, she's not my girlfriend." I answered back irritatingly.

"First of all, even if it's just a week you're still shacking up with her. Second, your position on the couch says otherwise and that brunette at the counter said that her boss is with her girlfriend inside her office. Keep on denying it, I won't believe you!" Rachel said mocking me. I looked at the girl Rachel pointed out and it was Spencer.

"My instincts were right, I don't like her." I said as I glare at Spencer.

"You don't like anyone." Rachel repeated Quinn's words making me annoyed.

"Hey! I'm not that bad!"

"Yeah, she's not that bad." Quinn butted again while sitting beside me. "I ordered for you, is that fine?" She asked Rachel.

"Sure, you know the menu more than I do." Rachel smiled. I pulled Quinn forcefully at my side.

"I said you'll behave, you bargained for it." I whispered on Quinn's ear so Rachel won't hear me.

"Well, we already cuddled so you can't take that back." She whispered while pulling away from me and winked. Great, I've fallen once again in her trap!

"You're not playing fair." I said in a low voice. Making my diva friend clear her throat.

"Guys, I'm right here, it's quite rude to whisper words infront of a friend."

"I'm sorry about that; Santana just reminded me that you were the one who recommended Mr. Chang to her. They set up the meeting here and that's the day I met her. So, I guess, I have you to thank for that!" She said sweetly.

"Oh, you're welcome!" Rachel giggled; Quinn's charm was getting in her. I shook my head for that. Unbelievable.

The afternoon wasn't bad at all, Quinn and Rachel found the some common ground in movies. They got along so well, Quinn was interested in Broadway so Rachel chatted about the role she played and her upcoming show. At some point, when I was getting bored Quinn took my hands and rubbed her thumb on my knuckles. It's a gesture I am getting accustomed to, it made me feel comfortable. From Broadway, the conversation was shifted to highschool when Quinn felt I was getting bored and thought I needed to be in the conversation with them. Rachel relived our high school days that we weren't that close in high school because I was a bitchy cheerleader and she was a geeky loser, but became friends in glee club. Quinn smiles sweetly at my direction every now and then whenever she learned new information about me. Like I almost date the whole football team and then realize that I was more interested in my team members, that Rachel and I lived together with a gay friend throughout college, how we go back home to Lima together in all occasions just to celebrate it with our friends there. I was a little irritated, not because Rachel was spilling my secrets but because Quinn now knows a lot of things about me and I know nothing about her. There's a part of me that wants to know her, I think I'm finding her a little mysterious and reserved. Curiosity is getting the best of me. I wanna be able to uncover the puzzle that build up Quinn. I was glad I still have 6 more days to discover who the real Quinn Dopey Smile Fabray is.

6 more days.

A/n One long chapter done! I don't know if I'll make 6 chapters for each day Santana spends with Quinn, but I will try my best to make her stay with Quinn interesting. Thank you for all the love I've been receiving for this story! I didn't really expect such great feedback from all of you. This story was suppose to be one shot but now, thanks to jhoimadz, silentreader, sawa255, boringsiot and chechet who persuaded me to continue.

To each and everyone who reviewed, followed and favorited Coffee and that Smile, thank you from the bottom of my heart. (Why am I so emotional these days?!)

So I'm ending my author's note with boringsiot's favorite word: CHEERS!