Chris's Pov
"I'm so sorry, dude. I'll try to make it back soon, but right now, it's like a 3 hour walk." I say to kyle through the phone, we've been here for 48 hours like Jesus killed me now.
"It's alright. I'll take care of King, just be safe." Kyle says. "We will, and I'll see you soon. Just give him some belly rubs from me." I say as I run my band my hair. "I will." Kyle says before he hangs up.
My song was released, so that's great, but with the losing power every 2 hours and the lovely tension, I haven't paid much attention to that.
"Oh, my God, it's getting worse out there. We've been snowed in for 48 hours. Let's finish watching Moulin Rouge before we lose power again.- Or start eating each other." Kurt says, and yup, it has been getting worse. we should have left when it wasn't like this.
"Oh, no, please spare us. If I see one more scene of Satine coughing up blood into a handkerchief, I'm gonna start coughing up blood into a handkerchief." Santana says as she walks over and wraps her arms around me from behind.
"Come on, Santana, it's so good, and we're right in the middle of it." Rachel says as she's making food, and well, I am hungry, to be honest.
"Let's put it to a vote." Kurt says, and well him Rachel and Adam say yay while I roll my eyes.
"Moulin Rouge it is." Rachel says as she turns in our direction with her wooden spoon. "Well, what about Brody's vote? Or do drug dealers not get to vote?" Santana says, and I shake my head with a tiny smile playing on my lips.
"Okay, he's not a drug dealer. Please, okay?
It's snowing outside. He's probably just stranded somewhere. Do you want me to call him?" Rachel says, and I couldn't stop myself.
"Just like my poor ass is stranded here." I mumble as Santana pulls away and stands next to me while Rachel grabs her phone.
"Okay. I'll prove it to you." Rachel says and wife that she calls the drugs dealer.
"Hey, Rach." Brody says through the phone after a couple of rings.
"Hey, babe. Where are you?" Rachel alss, and I see Santana make a line out of nothing with a playing card.
"Aw, the bridges are closed... I'm stuck at my friend's house in Manhattan. You remember Leo, right?" Brody says as Santana does a fake hit from her hand, and I couldn't stop the laugh as she looks at me with wide eyes and some weird hand gestures.
"Well, I miss you. We're in the middle of watching Moulin Rouge, and so we're getting to the part where Ewan McGregor cries." Rachel says as her back is facing us.
"Hey, l-listen, I, uh, I got to go. I will be back as soon as I can." Brody quickly says before he hangs up the phone, see he's weird as fuck.
"There you go. Okay?" Rachel says as she briefly turns around.
"I'm with you. Drug dealer." Kurt says barely above a whisper and we all start nodding our heads.
"Mexican third eye." I whisper as I wrap my arm around Santana.
"You know it." Santana says and I place a kiss against the side of her head.
"Or well a creepy friend who goes trough everyone's stuff." I say with a shrug making her jab my ribs. "We both know you love me." Santana says and I nod my head with a groan Jesus she knows how to deliver a jab.
"Y-your lucky I love you."
The next morning.
Releasing a groan I try to move but well there's a weight lying on top of me. Because me and Santana had to share the couch, I don't mind but it's tiny as fuck.
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Glee X Maleoc
ФанфикChristopher Ford or how people know him Chris is the bastard son of William Clay Ford Jr., who right now is the executive chairman of Ford Motor Company. He and his mom have moved a lot, but there was always one place that felt like home. With his...
