Chapter 10- What Happened Last Night?
Disclaimer: I do not own glee or pretty little liars or any of the songs in this chapter. Oh and also pretty in pink. I don't own that either (if i did duckie and andie would be together...)
I am so sorry it took so long to upload this. I couldn't during the week (stupid school) and then my internet was down on friday and saturday. I hope you like this chapter though. I'll probably have to upload the next one next week too but I'll try to get it up the second I can.
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Anyways so this chapter my first Mash up! (I hope you guys love it- please tell me if its okay)
Kurt will have a very traumatizing moment, there will be a little puckleberry- and yeah... that's pretty much it. The next chapter will be A LOT more eventful. I promise.
Oh and thank you so much for the spanish corrections I really appreciate that :)
Quinn took a deep breath. She tried to sing.
I never though that you would be the one to hold my heart
But you came around and-
She stopped shaking her head. She couldn't do this. She couldn't sing this song to Sam!
But she wanted to.
So badly.
She closed her eyes and imagined Sam standing in front of her.
The world is coming down on me and I can't find a reason to be loved
I never wanna leave you but I can't make you bleed if I'm alone
"That was pretty" a voice said.
She opened her watery eyes. In front of her was Frannie. She took a deep breath.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"I needed to talk to you".
Quinn's heart beat. Did she know? That couldn't be good. If she knew she would deffinatly tell their mom.
"Sit down," Frannie said walking towards her bed and sitting down.
Quinn nervously sat beside her.
"What is it?" she asked.
"I just thought we could have some girl talk. Mom said you've been acting kind of down lately. What's that about?"
Quinn looked at Frannie, realived that she didn't know.
"Its nothing. I'm just a little stressed out"
"Why?"
"You know. Glee club. Cherrios. That kind of stuff"
Frannie shook her head smiling.
"How dim do you think I am. This is totally about a boy"
"No its not!" Quinn said quickly.
The last person she wanted to tell about Sam was Frannie- well also Mercedes.
"I know who it is" Frannie said grinning at Quinn.
"What? How?"
"Seriously! I do not get why you think I am such an idiot. You totally were all over Eduardo,"
Quinn froze.
"I knew it," said Frannie.
"No- no Frannie. Its not him at all. I don't like him at all!"
Frannie just laughed.
"You're cute Quinny!"
"I'm serious! I don't like him at all!"
"Its okay to like him. I'm completely fine with it"
"But I don't!"
"I'll try to set you guys up on a date"
Frannie started to walk out of the room.
"Frannie! No! Don't do that!"
"You don't have to be nervous Quinny! He doesn't bite- well-" Frannie just laughed.
Quinn turned pale.
"I'll call you," said Frannie walking out of the room.
"Frannie!" Quinn called.
But it was too late.
"This can't be happening" Quinn thought.
At that moment her phone beeped.
Quinny,
Awww. Ready for the date from hell? I'm sure its gonna be a lot of fun. I'm sure Eduardo will use his whole savings to make sure of that ;)
G
Santana and Kurt sat in Kurt's bedroom. Santana turned to Kurt.
"Hummel- I don't like this new guy in our club" she said. "And I think you shouldn't talk to Berry anymore".
"What! They're my friends Santana! Don't- don't start the whole bitch 'don't talk to anyone but me' thing. That never works out well"
"Yeah- but I'm your girlfriend. You have to do what I say"
Kurt rolled his eyes and stood up. He noticed an empty brown bottle by Santana's side.
"Santana!" he screamed out. "I told you not to go through the refrigerator!"
Kurt picked up the bottle.
"But... I was mad"
"You shouldn't drink because you were mad!"
"Hummel- its what I do" Santana said.
"Well don't!"
Santana laughed.
"God- Hummels-"
"Don't call me that"
"Kurtsies"
"Don't call me that either"
"Sweetie pie"
"Santana..."
"Whatever sugar- you gotta lossen up man!"
She picked up another bottle by her side.
"Are you making a collection Santana!" Kurt yelled.
"Drink!" she said pushing the bottle into his face.
"No! I don't drink anymore after I- after I threw up at school"
"Didn't you drink at Berry's party last year"
"Okay- yeah..." Kurt tried not to think of the biggest part of the memory he had left of him and Puck sneaking into Rachel's closet of animal sweaters and mini skirts. "But that was the last time!"
Santana laughed.
"I think Brittsy likes that kid with the name"
"Its Blaine"
Santana laughed.
"That's a major applience! That's not a name!" she broke out into laughter.
"I am never letting you watch that movie again..."
"I liked the part where he danced"
Santana took Kurt's hand and began spinning and singing "cuz- cuz- you gotta- gotta- l-love- no- that's wrong- you gotta- hold her- squeeze her- don't tease her" Santana slurred stumbling everywhere.
"Santana you need to go home"
"No no no! Mama and papa no le gusta Santana drinking"
Kurt sighed and picked up his phone dialing Quinn's number.
"Hey Quinn"
He heard sniffling on the other side.
"What's wrong?"
"Wha-what? Nothing" she said. "What did you want to ask me?"
"Can Santana come over? She kind of got drunk and my parents will flip if they find out I let my girlfriend stay over for a sleepover- especially while she's drunk"
"Are your parents there"
"No..."
"Well"
"What about- you know"
"I'm really sorry Kurt. My mom would freak if I had a drunk friend over. I really wish I could help"
"Its okay," said Kurt.
"I have to go Kurt. I'm really sorry"
"Bye"
He hung up the phone. He looked over at Santana who had began to continue singing her versions of 'Try A Little Tenderness' while trying to imitate John Cryers dance (and failing).
Rachel was out of the question, Mercedes hated Santana, Puck was- Puck... there was really no one he could call to take her in. He sighed.
"Hey Santana. Your going to have to stay here tonight" said Kurt sadly.
"YAY!" Santana screamed jumping at him and hugging him. "I thought you stopped loving me".
Kurt tried really hard to laugh.
Puck sat on his bed stumming his guitar.
Why was he strumming his guitar? That's what guys did in like chic flicks to seem cool.
He didn't stop.
He had a lot on his mind. This was actually kind of soothing.
He was really confusd.
Rachel had been telling him to leave her alone or something- or did she? Was she telling him to not let his feelings show because she didn't want Finn finding out about it or something? That seemed logical.
Why else would she have been so comfortable with everything today?
He smiled.
He couldn't get the image of Rachel out of his head.
The way her face looked when she laughed. The way she touched his forehead when she put the bandage on it. The way her face looked when his mom asked her if she had fun.
She said yeah.
And she was there for him.
Instead of being scared and driving away when she saw him getting the crap kicked out of him by Rick she helped him.
She cared. She cared about him.
Puck smiled.
It was nice knowing that at least someone cared about him. Especially Rachel.
That's why he said no to his mom when she asked him if he wanted to have sex with her. For some reason that's not what mattered to him about her- for the first time in his life that wasn't his top priority.
His top priority was trying to help her see that she wasn't in love with Hudson. He had no clue why she thought that she was.
Then he stopped.
He looked down at his guitar.
There were two songs in his head. He took a breath. He was going to make the best mashup ever.
Somewhere there's speaking
It's already coming in
Oh and it's rising in the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here and you don't know why
And
Here she comes again
When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for
Echoes of angels who won't return
And
Here she comes again
When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
Well she's my best friend's girl
She's my best friend's girlfriend
And she used to be mine
You're waiting for someone
To put us together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover
There's always something more you wish Finn'd say
Oh when you bite your lip
It's some reaction to love, o-ove, o-ove
But then you just sit tight
And watch it unwind
It's only what your asking for
Here she comes again
When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
And you'll be just fine
With all of your time
It's only what your waiting for
Here she comes again
When she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
Well your my best friend's girl
Well she's my best friend's girlfriend
And she used to be mine
She's so fine
And I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why
No I don't know why
Your my best friends girlfriend
And I don't know why
Your my best friends girlfriend
And you used to be mine
He stared at his guitar. He wanted to sing that to someone so badly- but no one could know. Ever.
Kurt was lying in bed next to Santana who was spooning with him- except the opposite way boys and girls usually spooned. Kurt couldn't sleep. He had never felt more awkward in his life.
All of the sudden he felt kisses trailing up his neck then he felt himself being pushed over. Santana pinned him down under her.
"Santana!" he screamed.
She put her finger to his lips.
"Calm down sugar. It'll be okay"
She ran her fingers through his hair and lowered her lips onto his. Kurt was frozen with fear. She began sticking her tounge way down his throat. Kurt felt like he was going to throw up.
He felt her hands descending down and down to his waistband.
He quickly pulled her hands away.
"Don't be mean" said Santana.
Kurt tried to tell her to get off of him but the words wouldn't come out.
She started going down to his neck.
"SANTANA NO!"
She shot up and covered his mouth with her hand. He looked down at his neck. It was too late.
He would have to pull out the cover up in the morning.
She put her knees on his hands and began to go for his waistband again when the door opened.
"Woah! Sorry" Finn said.
Kurt screamed for help but it came out muffled. Finn almost walked away but then Santana called him back.
"Finny! Don't leave. Its okay"
Finn had a confused look on his face.
"Is she drunk?" he asked Kurt.
Kurt nodded hoping Finn would notice the scared expression on his face.
"Hey Santana- maybe you should leave Kurt alone- he seems kind of tired"
"Wimp!" she yelled at Kurt taking her hand off of him.
"Can you get off of me Santana?" he asked.
"No. I want to-"
"No- you don't have to tell me what you want to do. We can do it- some other time. You know like- uh- save it- for when we both are into it," Kurt said.
Kurt prayed the day would never come where she tried again.
"I think you should listen to him," said Finn.
"Fine!" Santana screamed. "Leave Finn! You ruin everything!".
Finn sadly left the room. Santana's phone beeped. She looked at it and laughed then showed it to Kurt.
"Hey look sugar! Pictures of us!"
Kurt looked at the phone and sure enough there were various pictures of the two of them in the last few minutes on the phone. Kurt's face flushed.
"Myabe you should get off me Santana" Kurt said.
"Fine!" Santana groaned falling to the side.
Kurt raised his hands and looked at them. It felt so good to be free again.
And then Santana hugged him to her like a teddy bear.
"I'm gonna hold you and squeez you and never leave you," she said.
Then she squeezed her arms tightly around him.
Kurt vowed never ever to show her another chic flick ever again.
Finn knocked on Kurt's door.
"Kurt- we're kind of late- and you know- your usually the one who freaks out about this stuff and everything but you know... its friday and stuff so- can you get us to school? I think everyone will kill us if we don't bring the stuff for the bakesale".
There were a few crashing sounds and stuff and someone was running.
Finn opened the door.
Kurt was completely pale and Santana was straightening out her cherrios top.
"What's freaking you out Hummel?" she asked.
He looked at Finn.
"Nothing"
She glared at Finn and whispered to Kurt.
"I'm sorry that I wear an effin bra Hummel. Deal with it!"
Finn was too confused to understand anything that just happened. All that he knew was that Kurt didn't like having sex with Santana when she was drunk.
He would have to ask Kurt when he lost his 'V card' later.
Not now though because he and Santana seemed to be kind of mad at each other for some reason.
"Let's go to school" Kurt said, his voice more high pitched than usual.
Rachel walked through school examining her bandaged hands.
What was she going to tell Finn? She looked around and saw people looking at her and her bandaged fingers and leg. She also had a few bruises from Santana knocking her onto the floor and that guy falling back on her.
"And your badass rep. begins" someone whispered into her ear.
She turned around. There beside her was Puck. She laughed.
"Somehow the fight with you and Santana spread and Jew fro had on his blog and everything"
Rachel blushed.
"Oh my God... this is so embarrassing"
"No way Rachel! Watch" Puck said.
Rachel stopped. Karofsky and Azimio walked towards them with slushies. They grinned at Rachel and walked past them.
"No way" Rachel said in disbeilf.
"Way" said Puck.
I hope you liked this chapter. Next chapter will be longer I swear (it will be worth the wait- sorry if this one wasn't)
okay next chapter is bakesale number 2!
Kurt tells Santana what happened last night, Quinn thinks she knows who "G" is, there will be LOTS of Klaine- like LOTS!, Quinn will be singing her song (yes... another mash up), Brittana will have some drama :(, Finchel will have a little argument :D
I hope you guys will love it!