Part 3 2x02/ 2x03

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Chris's Pov

This day is amazing I'm the fucking quarterback. Like suck that Frankzilla.

"Your the fucking quarterback." Sam yells as he and Puck make their way over to me.

"Because I'm better than the old one." I say with a smirk as Puck pats my shoulder.

"He's my friend but your indeed better." Puck says and I see Finn look at us from across the hall.

"Let's get trough this day so we can have weekend." I mumble as the three of us make our way towards practice.

"You still wanna hang out?" I ask Sam as we walk towards my car after practice. "Yeah." Sam says with a big smile as he throws his bag in the back of the car.

"Where's our invite?" Santana asks with a smirk as she walks over with Britney.

"Well, I don't know. Let me look." I say as I start looking through my pockets.

"Happens to me all the time." Brittany says with a shake of her head, and I quirk my brow at the blonde.

"Wonder what mom's gonna think if you show up two days in a row." I say as i quirk my brow at the Latina in front of me.

"Well your hot I'm hot." Santana says with a smirk as she places her hand on my chest.

"Fine get in the car you guys. " I mumble and Santana immediately gets in the passengers seat.

As we all get in the car I out the keys in before putting my seatbelt on. "I swear make a mess in my car and we will have a fight." I say to Sam as I see him grab a twinkie out of his bag but he quickly puts it away again.

"I'll order some food at home." I say and I see a smile make its way on Sam's face. Driving towards my house we all ingage in some small talk untill I pull up the driveway and again mom is already home.

"Well come on party people." I say as I get out with the others soon following me. "I'm home." I yell as the four of us walk trough the front door.

"In the kitchen." Mom yells and I make my way towards the kitchen.

"Why is the number lady in your house?" Brittany asks me with wide eyes as she looks at my mom.

"That my mom." I say with a shake of my head. "Your mom talks a lot about numbers and letters." Brittany says, and I chuckle at her words.

"I'll order food. You want me to order for you too?" I ask mom, and she shakes her head. "I'm fine, go have fun." Mom says as she walks past me.

"Well, come on," I say as I start walking down the stairs and into the basement.

"This is sick." Sam yells as he looks around, and I think I  just went deaf  like Jesus. "Drinks are there." I say as I point at the fridge by the bar. 

"And so are snacks."  I mumble as I walk over to the large couch and plop down on it.

"You need to relax." Santana says as she straddles my lap, and I quirk my brow at her. "And what do you have in mind?" I ask her as her hands wander over my shoulders.

"You could have me on the couch." Santana whispers in my ear, and I put my hands on her ass. "Shame, the others are here." I say with a smirk as I lift her off my lap.

"I'm never leaving." Sam says as he walks over with a can of soda and plops down on the couch. "Funny." I say as I grab the remote for the 70-inch TV.

"So let's watch some movies." I state, but well, we didn't get far into the first movie as Santana straddled my lap again, and we've been making out ever since.

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