It's a pretty safe assumption that your first time "officially" hanging out with someone you probably don't do two things. One – get shit-faced drunk. Two – throw up. I, Santana Lopez, have managed to do both of those last night. Brittany probably thinks I'm a fuckin lush now, not just a lush, but also a lush that can't hold their liquor. I vaguely remember us taking shots, and then dancing. Oh my God that dance! I saw her dance the first day I met her in the park and could tell she was awesome, but the dance last night was so sexy, and when she had me only look in her eyes to follow her lead, ecstasy. There is something about Brittany that drives me wild, it doesn't matter if we are in sweats watching TV, or she is in that skin tight dress from last night, that woman is hot.

What else do I remember? Ummmmm, oh yeah that kiss. It wasn't like our previous kisses, short and sweet. This one was full of passion and desire, and she's top notch with her tongue skills, makes me wonder…Nope, no! I'm not letting myself go down that road again, not this soon. I find someone I like and we have sex too soon and we never reach the relationship stage. I like Brittany, like really really like Brittany and I want to do this right with her. But let's just say, I know for a fact our sex will be amazing. After the kiss, everything was a blur aside from me throwing up and her rubbing my back. I'm pretty sure she left after that.

I groan from the pounding in my head and stir a little when I feel a soft kiss on the back of my neck and a hand rubbing soft, slow circles on my stomach. My eyes shoot open immediately.

"Do you need to throw up again?" Brittany whispered.

I shake my head slowly. "B-brittany?" I rasp out. Let's add my throat hurting to the list of pain shooting through my body right now. This feels like the worst hangover I've ever had.

I feel the covers shift and Brittany move her arm from my stomach. "Good morning." She says softly with a big smile as I turn my head and see her now hovering over me. I can't help but put on my best smile.

"Good morning." I whisper back. "What are you doing here?"

Brittany frowns slightly. "You asked me to stay, you don't remember?"

I freeze and instantly feel bad. Why do I keep making this gorgeous woman frown, oh I'm a bitch, that's right. "I, I uh, kind of do." I say truthfully. I vaguely remember saying something to her but I definitely don't remember her getting in bed with me, I absolutely don't mind though. It's nice waking up in someone's arms, and not Quinn's when she's being super clingy and needs someone to cuddle with when Sam is out of town for business.

"I can leave." She says quickly while moving to get up.

"No!" I almost yell out and grab her arm. "Please don't." She smiles and giggles softly before kissing me on the forehead. "I like that you're here right now." I say with a smile. "So you took care of me all night?" I ask her shyly.

She bites her bottom lip and nods. "You were really sick last night, and I didn't want to leave you. I was going to sleep on the couch, but you asked me to hold you."

I closed my eyes and it all came back to me. I began to smile like a dope. "I do remember now." I tell her while reaching up and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I guess I kind of expected you to leave after I fell asleep."

"I would never do that." Brittany said softly.

"So how bad was I last night?" I ask her while cringing.

"Bad?" She asked while climbing on me softly and resting her elbows on my sides so she can hover over me more comfortably and look into my eyes.

"Like, did I throw up all night or?" I ask.

"You're blushing." She laughed while poking me in the cheek. "You slept through the night actually." She replied with a smile. "You like to cuddle don't you?" She asks while raising an eyebrow.

"N-no." I stutter out.

"Every time I tried to move last night, you would wiggle closer and hold me tighter." She said with a big smile. "Lord Tubbington does the same thing to me when we sleep together too."

I can't help but laugh because I'm sure she really does cuddle with her cat. "He's lucky that he gets to cuddle with you all the time." I say softly.

"You will get to as well." She winks. "That is, if you want."

"Thanks for taking care of me last night, I kind of remember you brushing my teeth or something." I laugh.

"Friends do fun things like that for each other." Brittany replied. "But you are very welcome. Maybe we can brush each other's teeth again this morning."

Wait, what?! She wants to brush my teeth. You know what, I would let her brush my teeth again; and for some reason I have no problem brushing hers. I don't know what weird hold she has over me, but I don't mind it.

"That would be kind of cool." I nod. "I have extra toothbrushes in the cabinet."

"Cool." She says with a smile before it quickly fades. "So, how are you feeling?"

"Honestly?" I start. "Like crap, my head is pounding, my stomach is turning flips." Now the flips could very well be from her being this close to me right now, but it could also be from the liquor.

"Well make sure you get some rest today." She replies while grazing her thumb over cheek. She leans down and kisses me gently on the lips.

"Wait." I say quickly breaking the kiss. "I have throw up breath."

She shakes her head. "Nope, we took care of that with the toothpaste and mouthwash last night." She says with a smile.

"Ok." I say softly as I get lost in her eyes and slowly pull her back down on me and kiss her again. I feel her move her hands and begin stroking my hair, so I move my hands slowly up and down her back.

I feel her tongue stroke the crease of my lips and I quickly part them, instantly moaning when her tongue slides in my mouth and caresses mine. It takes everything in me, not to rock my hips into her right now.

"Oh my God!" You're having sex! Shit! I'm sorry!" I hear Quinn say quickly and loudly before obviously knocking something over to try and leave the room.

Brittany laughs into the kiss and rolls off of me. "No we aren't." She states. "Sanny, I'll make you some greasy hangover food." She kisses me on the check and rolls out of bed. I watch her walk over to Quinn and hug her. "Good morning Quinnie."

"G-good morning." Quinn replies back, she is super flushed flushed and red right now and it's hilarious.

"Come on in blondie." I say softly while patting my bed.

Quinn walks sheepishly in the room. "Sorry, I should have knocked but I've been calling you all morning and you didn't answer….and."

I sit up slowly and grab her hand. "It's ok Q, we weren't having sex." I throw the covers off of me to show her I'm still completely dressed.

"Well you were getting ready to." She says slowly.

I shook my head. " I don't want to with Brittany just yet."

"Whoa, really?" Quinn asked while looking towards the door.

"Not like that Q, I do, trust me I do, you saw how she looked in that dress last night. I really like her, and I want to take it slow with her." I tell her while tossing the covers back over me.

Quinn smiles. "You're in love San."

"No!" I yell before clearing my throat. "No, I'm not Quinn. I just really like her."

"Yeah ok San." Quinn smirks. "So why is she here right now."

"I guess when we left the club and got back to my place last night I was super wasted and started throwing up, so she offered to sleep on the couch, to make sure I was ok." I started to explain.

"She's a sweetheart." Quinn smiled.

I nod. "Yeah she is, she said I asked her to hold me, and that I cuddled with her all night."

"You are in love San, you hate cuddling!" Quinn rushed out quickly.

"Say the L word one more time Quinn, and I swear I'll kick your ass." I hiss out. "I'm not!"

"Denial is the first step in acceptance." Quinn laughed. "Well I just came to check on you, but I see you are in good hands, so I can go."

"Thanks for coming over." I tell her. "I really appreciate it, and I don't know where my phone is right now, but when I find it I'll call you later." I laugh.

"Oh I'll be back around 6 to pick you up." Quinn says while kissing me on the forehead and standing up.

"Why?" I ask her while slowly getting out of bed.

"I got you an interview with Puck for the bartender position." Quinn explained. "He said he'll show you how to make a few drinks if he hires you."

"I don't want to be a bartender Q." I whine out.

"You have to work babe." Quinn reminded me. "As much as I don't mind giving you money, which you know I truly don't mind, your stubbornness is going to stop accepting it in probably another week. This is fast easy cash from tips."

"Fine." I mumble out.

"So I'll be here at 6." Quinn said with a smile. "Do you want me to give your key to the apartment back?" She says while holding the key out to me.

I shake my head and push her hand away. "Keep it, for emergencies."

"You don't want to give it to your girlfriend?" Quinn teased.

"Bye Quinn!" I say while pushing her out the bedroom towards the apartment door.

"Bye Brittany, nice to see you again." She calls out to the kitchen.

Brittany pokes her head out. "Bye Quinnie!" She says with a big smile.

After Quinn leaves, I walk to the kitchen and lean back on the counter. "Sorry about that."

Brittany smiles. "It's okay, Quinn seems like a good friend."

"Yeah she is." I nod. "I will make sure that never happens again."

"Seriously don't worry about it. Lord Tubbington may bust in on us one too, so then it will be even." She says casually.

I laugh and nod in agreement. "It smells great in here Brit." I tell her. "What are you making?"

She smiles and hands me a mug of coffee. "Burgers!" She says with a twinkle in her eyes. I guess burgers are a favorite of hers. "Do you want cheese?"

"Yes please." I reply.

"Go lay back down on the couch, I will bring it out to you." She says while going to the fridge and grabbing some cheese.

"Ok." I nod and head out to the couch and lie back down instantly.


"Sanny, wake up." I hear Brittany say softly while stroking my arm.

I slowly open my arms. "Sorry." I rasp out. "I didn't know I fell asleep."

"It's ok." She said while handing me a plate with a huge burger on it, complete with grilled onions, mushrooms, and Swiss cheese.

"This looks amazing Brit." I tell her while taking a bite. "Thanks."

She lifts her burger and takes a bite. "You're welcome."

"So do you work today?" I ask her to make a little conversation.

She nods and looks at the time on the cable box. "Yeah in a few hours actually."

"Do you work all day?" I ask hoping she says no so we can hang out a little more.

"I work at the diner tonight until 9pm." Brittany says while taking another bite, leaving a little ketchup on the side of her mouth.

"You have a little ketchup on your mouth." I say while laughing softly.

In true Brittany fashion she tries to get it with her tongue and is unsuccessful. "Now?" She asks. I shake my head and she tries again. "Now?" I laugh and shake my head again. She slowly sticks her tongue again. I stare at her tongue and felt my core start throbbing so I shake my head quickly.

"Let me get it for you Brit." I say with a smile. She hands me a napkin but I instead slowly lean forward and kiss the ketchup off her mouth. She smiles and turns her head to kiss me softly.

"Thanks." She replies happily.

After we eat, we cuddle on the couch and watch TV as I start to drift to sleep again. She wraps her arms around me and rubs my side. "I have to go home and get ready for work San." She says softly.

I sit up and stretch. "Ok, let me walk you home."

She shakes her head. "You need to get some more rest." She says with a smile.

"Well let me walk you downstairs at least." I tell her while grabbing my keys off the table.

We walk hand in hand downstairs to the foyer. I pull her close and hug her tightly "Thanks for taking care of me last night and for lunch today." I whisper in her ear before I let her.

She smiles and kisses me. "You're welcome, thanks for all the cuddles."

"Have a good day at work." I say with a smile.

"Every time I make a hot chocolate, I'll be thinking of you." She says over her shoulder while leaving the building.

After another nap and long hot shower, which turned into a cold shower once I thought about Brittany, I felt like a functioning human again and got dressed. I cleaned up my apartment and made myself a cup of tea while reading a magazine. I heard my locks turning at my front door and assumed it was Quinn so I made no effort to get up.

"Is it safe? You aren't having sex with the new love of your life are you?" Quinn yelled out.

"Oh my God Q! What if she was here?!" I yell at her.

"I knew she wasn't, relax." Quinn laughed while hugging me quickly and sitting down.

"How do you know that?" I ask her while taking a sip of my tea and moving her feet off my coffee table.

"I just left the diner she works at." Quinn said while jumping up and grabbing herself a cup of tea.

"Why?" I ask while raising an eyebrow.

"I met a coworker there for coffee." She replies. "I'm not stalking her."

I laugh and shake my head. "What are you doing here?"

"Puck wants to meet you now." Quinn replies. "So go get dressed so we can go."

"Fine." I roll my eyes and go get dressed quickly. 30 minutes later, I come back to the living room with tight dark denim jeans on, red heels, and a skin tight yellow and white sweater on. I put my hair in a tight high bun and put on a layer of natural makeup, with my signature red liptick.

"Ready?" Quinn asks with a smile.

"Yeah let's get this over with." I tell her while grabbing my jacket at heading towards the door.


"Turn around so I can see your ass." Puck says while laughing.

"What the fuck asshole!" I hiss out. "My perfect ass is for not you to drool over."

"You're hired." Puck laughed. "Relax babe, I just wanted to see your reaction to the creeps that come in sometime. I have a fiancée, her name is Rachel."

"Oh." I say softly. "Sorry, I didn't know."

"It's cool, it's a test I use." Puck replied. "You got the attitude, and the looks."

"I can't make drinks though." I tell him quickly. "Quinn did tell you right?"

"Yeah she told me." Puck nodded while standing up from behind his desk. "Come to the bar everyday next week from noon to 3 before our happy hour starts and I will teach you a few of our signatures drinks, in the meantime, get on YouTube and look up some tutorials.

"Ok, thanks so much for the opportunity." I tell him quickly.

"No problem, any friend of Sam's is a friend of mine." He flashes a smile.

I nod and turn to walk out of his office. "See you Monday."

"Ok Snixx." He calls out.

What the hell is a Snixx? I turn around. "What did you call me?"

"All the bartenders have nicknames, to kind of protect privacy, you can't be Santana here." He said while handing me a waist apron. "So you are Snixx."

"What the hell is a Snixx?" I ask. "What does it mean?"

"That's up to you." He laughed.

I roll my eyes and walk out of the office to where Quinn is having a drink and chatting with one of the bartenders.

"How did it go?" She asked while sliding me a shot, which I quickly slide back to her.

"You know I'm not drinking today." I tell her while raising an eyebrow. "And it went good, I got hired. I start next weekend, but he's training me next week during the day."

"I'm Fuego." The bartender says while extending his hand to me.

"I'm Santana." I tell him. "Or Snixx, apparently."

Quinn laughed. "Snixx?"

"That's the name Puck gave me." I shrug.

Quinn knocked back her shot. "Ready to go?"

I nod. "Nice to meet you Fuego." I say over my shoulder as we head to Quinn's car.

"Thanks for helping me get the job Q." I tell her as she pulls off from the bar.

"Hey, I get free drinks now, it's a win-win situation." She laughs while winking at me. "You're welcome."

"I need your help with something." I say softly.

"Ok, shoot."

"I want to do something really nice for Brittany, since she took care of me last night, but I'm not good with romance type stuff. " I tell her.

"Everyone is romantic San." Quinn said with a frown. "You just have to think."

"I'm not romantic Q, remember with Emily, I got her the bathrobe for Valentine's Day." I state.

"Why the hell did you do that?" Quinn said while laughing loudly.

"I'm not romantic." I laugh. "Come on help me out, you do all this great stuff for Sam."

"Ok, ok, ok. Ummmmm, romance doesn't have to always involve money." Quinn starts. "Well not a lot of money, it's more the thought than anything."

"Ok." I nod.

"Cook for her. You're a great cook." Quinn said simply.

"We've cooked together already." I retort.

"Yes, together, but have you just cooked for her. Surprise her with dinner." Quinn replies. "We can swing through the grocery store and I'll buy you whatever you want to cook."

"You already bought me groceries." I remind her.

"Well, I didn't buy you steaks." She says with a smile. "Oh my god, make that parmesan shrimp and steak dish you make, and save me a plate."

I laugh at her. "I guess I could make that. I'm paying you back for this food with my first set of tips."

"Don't worry about it." Quinn says softly. "Pay back is seeing you actually giddy and super smitten by someone for once."

We stop at the grocery store and grab all the ingredients I need for dinner, and Quinn has me buy 2 bouquets of flowers for Brittany. She drops me off at my apartment after making me promise to save her a plate and I get to work with marinating the meat. I'm very specific when I cook for steak so I always cook it last, a steak should be piping hot when you start it eat it. So I prepare all the sides first and stick them in the oven with the warmer on low so they stay hot. I know I have to plan this perfectly, since I plan on surprising Brittany at work and picking her up. That's romantic right?

I glance at the clock and notice it's 8pm, so I quickly go change into a black sweater but I keep on my heels and jeans. I touch up my makeup and find some clothes of mine I think might fit Brittany and lay them on the bed so if she wants to get out of her work clothes, and get comfy she can put those on. I run a super hot bath, so she can relax while I cook the steak. Hopefully it's the perfect temperature when we get back to my apartment. I grab one of bouquets of flowers and run to my car.

At exactly 9pm I'm standing outside the diner with the flowers in my hand and an umbrella, because of course it starts to freakin rain. I see Brittany wave to some of her coworkers and walk out the door.

"Sanny!" She says shocked but with a smile. "What are you doing here?"

"I uh, I knew you took the train to work and it was raining, so I thought I would pick you up." I say shyly. "These are for you." I say while holding out the flowers to her.

"Yellow roses with red tips?" She smirks.

Quinn picked out the flowers and I swear to God if she set me up I'm kicking her ass tomorrow.

Brittany accepts the flowers and leans forward to kiss me before giving me a big hug. "Thanks, these are beautiful."

"My car is around the corner, I couldn't find a closer park." I tell her while pointing.

"That's fine." She smiles. "You look nice."

"Thanks." I smile shyly. "I uh, I kind of planned a night for us, if you have plans or anything it's fine, I shouldn't assume you were free or anything. I'm not saying that you don't have anything to do or that you wouldn't." I start to ramble out. Brittany stops walking and stands in front of me. She kisses me once more.

"Relax." She whispers. "You're shaking."

"I'm nervous." I tell her. "Sorry."

"Nervous about what?" She asks.

"I don't want to mess anything up." I tell her while exhaling slowly.

"La plus grande erreur que vous pouvez faire dans la vie est d'être continuellement craignant vous faire un." She replies softly.

There she goes with French again. "I don't know…"

She smiles. "The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing you will make one." She lets my hand go and rubs my arm. "Relax Santana, ok?"

I nod. "Do you want to come over to my place?" I ask and hope she accepts because otherwise I'm eating two 2 steaks and a shitload of mashed potatoes by myself tonight.

"I would love to." She says while grabbing my hand as we finish walking to my car.

We get to the door of my apartment and I'm a clumsy mess. I drop the keys twice and it takes me forever to get the door unlocked. I feel Brittany kiss the back of my neck softly, which instantly calmed me down, and rub my lower back.

I finally get the door open and quickly grab her hand leading her to the bedroom. "I uh, I made dinner, but I need to finish it. I know you are on your feet all day at work, so I ran a bath for you." I say softly hoping she doesn't think I'm a pervert.

"I figure you could take a bath and relax while I finish cooking." I shrug. "I laid out some clothes for you to get comfy, I think they fit you." I say while motioning to the sweater and jeans I have on my bed. "The pants are too long for me, so they probably fit you perfectly." I smile.

"Wow…." She says while looking around the bathroom and staring at the bathtub, which had rose petals floating and soft candles. I thank God my bathroom didn't catch on fire since I left the candles burning.

"If you think this creepy, I'm sorry I'm bad at romance," I tell her.

"This is awesome." She says with a big smile. "Not creepy at all."

"Really?" I ask with a shy smile.

"Really! I was just going to go home and eat spray cheese and crackers but this is beyond cool." She gushed. "You're like a romance guru."

"I don't know about all that but glad you like it." I tell her while nodding. "Why don't you get relaxed and I finish up dinner."

She pulls me into a hug and kisses me. "I can't wait to see what you made!" She giggles while clapping and she starts stripping right in front me. I turn to leave the bathroom and run into the damn door.

"Shit." I mumble while rubbing my forehead and smiling nervously back at her before leaving the bathroom.

Tonight is going to be awesome. I can tell.