I'm Not Leaving. ~ (Santana Lopez Fanfiction)

Chapter 34.

"Uh," I gulped. "Yeah him." I spoke. Actually no, I was watching the girl in front of me, dancing like a stripper. Like a stripper... Like Brittany. Wait, that is Brittany. I continued watching her for a few minutes while this girl blabbered all about her life, then started crying about her dead dog. "Gotta go." I stood up and walked towards Brittany.

"Britt!" I called then mom walked up to me.

"Santana, it's 1am. We have gone an hour over time. I'm closing the party." Mom spoke. I have no idea if that's all she said, but that's all I caught. I nodded and continued walking. Every step felt like the ground was wobbling. My eyes could barely adjust and focus on one thing. Brittany was gone so I stopped walking and turned around.

"Britt?" I called. The music turned off and my mom was yelling some things but I have no idea what she was saying. Until a stampede of people came walking towards me.

"Nice party. Thakyou for inviting me." A few spoke. "Thankyou."  "See you at school, Lopez" I nodded to each one then followed the last to the door.

"Where's Britt?" I asked. Someone poked my shoulder, I turned to see the blue eyed girl I had been searching for. "Oh, hi." I smirked.

"Thankyou so much for coming Blaine, it was nice meeting you." Brittany spoke to the boy behind her. The next thing I know, my legs gave way and I was falling towards the floor. I guess it did look quite comftable and I'd fall asleep within minutes.

"Woah!" I heard someone call. I didn't manage to hit the floor, but I must have been close. Arms were around my waist, securing me.

"Um, its okay. I'll take her to bed. You can go." I heard Brittany speak.

"Are you sure? I can lift her upstairs?" He replied.

"No it's fine, really." Brittany's arms wrapped around my waist and the other pair of arms let me go. I stumbled to my feet then heard the door close.

"Where'd everyone go?" I slurred, why did I just ask that? I already know they all left?

"The party's over." Brittany replied and walked me to the kitchen. She sat me down on a dining chair and sat on the opposite one.

"But I wasn't finished?" I frowned.

"Yes you were. Look at the state of you." Brittany laughed.

"Excuse me?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, you still look hot. But you're wasted!"

"Britt, I'm hungry." I groaned.

"Well, what do you want?" Brittany stood up.

"I'm not sure... Actually I'm not hungry." I sighed and rested my head on the table. "Where's my mommy?"

"In bed." Brittany said back down.

"I want to go to bed." I yawned.

"Let's go then." Brittany stood up the helped me to my feet. She basically dragged me up the stairs to my bedroom then sat me on the bed. She threw my pajamas at me, then took off my heels. "Get dressed." She demanded. I saluted then stood to my feet. After many many failed attempts, I was finally dressed. I crawled to the head of the bed and climbed under the sheets. Brittany joined, then switched the light off.

"This party was fuuuun." I cooed.

"I guess so... We were barely together." Brittany moaned.

"Oh I'm sorry Britt Britt." I smirked even though she couldn't see. "I gotta pee." I groaned and rolled over. I switched the lamp on and clambered out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. After I did my business I stared at myself in the mirror for a few minutes. Chuckling at myself. "You are hot." I said to myself. I had puffy eyes, and my makeup was smudged. I grabbed makeup remover wipes and washed my face the walked back to my bedroom.

"Since when did peeing take that long?" Brittany laughed as I stumbled to the bed.

"I was checking myself out'a" I popped the t on the end. I climbed back into bed and looked at Brittany.

"Why are you smiling?" Brittany asked.

"I'm just really happy." I smiled.

"About?" Brittany plopped herself up, leaning on her arm.

"Being best friends with you. Spending all of these amazing times with you. Getting to fool around with you everyday." I smiled. Brittany smiled back. Our eyes reading eachothers. I leaned up and planted my lips against hers. I ran my tongue along her bottom lip, asking for entrance which she gave. I cupped her cheek with my hand as she slowly lay down on her back. Butterfly's mixed with fireworks were exploding in my stomach making me moan quietly.

"Santana! Stop." Brittany pulled away.

"What why?" I asked still leaning over her.

"You don't know what you're doing, and you're going to regret this in the morning."

"I do know what I'm doing. I'm kissing my best friend, and I'm not going to regret it because I probably won't remember it." I slurred and kissed her again.

"Santana! Please." Brittany pulled away again.

"Dammit Brittany. You've ruiened it now." I snapped and lay back on my side of the bed, facing away from her. It was hard enough that I was coming to terms with having feelings for her. But being rejected by her, was even harder.

"Santana, don't be like that. I just don't want you to do anything you regret. You're drunk, and you have no control over what you're doing." Brittany sighed.

"Brittany." I spoke and threw the blankets off me, then stood up out of bed. "I know what I'm doing, okay? Whenever you called me your best friend, I used to feel miserable that that's all we were. All I want to do is kiss you, and be close to you." I slurred, waving my hands around the air. I was around Brittany's side of the bed now, and she was sitting up.

"I know, I know. But can't you wait until you're sober. Do you even know how you feel about me? Do you know what you're going to get yourself into?" Brittany asked.

"I have feelings for you Brittany. Just like you said, I am in love with you. And I don't want to know what I'm getting myself in to because I want it all to be a surprise. Wherever this night leads us, I want it to happen. Britt, you are the best thing that has happened to me in a long, long time. I get that I'm drunk, and probably won't remember anything of this. But it is what I want. I want to be with you Brittany, I think."

"See, you don't even know." Brittany sighed. I walked back around and climbed back into bed.

"I do, I want to be with you Brittany. I want to be able to call you mine. Not just my best friend." I moaned. "Do you feel the same?"

"Of course I do. I just, I don't" I cut her off by kissing her again. Our lips moving in sync. This time, I lay down on my back and she was hovering over me. The feeing in my stomach was indescribable.

"You don't have to say anything more Britt." I spoke in between kisses.

"I do, I love you Santana." She replied.

"I love you too Britt, so much." I whispered.

(Soooooo, yeahp. You all got what you wanted yayyyyyy. What road are these two going to go down? How does the next few chapters look for them? Vote! I'm sorry, its kind of a crap chapter because I've been busy with school and I have barely any time to do anything but stupid homework. Next update, tomorrow night.)