(On hiatus)The Ex's? Ex (lesbian stories)

Chapter 1

Brittany's P.O.V:

My eyes fluttered opened and I, almost instinctively, groaned. I flipped over so I was facing the clock and peeked through my droopy eyelids. It blinked a painful 4:00 AM. I dragged myself out of bed covering my ears trying to block out Emily, my girlfriends, snoring.
The cold air hit hard and I almost turned back to cuddle some more under the blanket. Instead I lazily strolled through the room trying not to wake Em but also not really caring at the same time. She's always hated my habit of getting up so early and yell's at me for waking her but for some reason her hurtful words never affected me. Maybe it was because I was used to her constant nagging.
Once I reached the kitchen I quickly dialed my best friend, Quinn's
number for our routine morning chat.

PHONE CALL:

Q: Hey Britt do you mind if I call you back later?!
B: Umm... Okay is there a reason you can't talk right now?
?: Quinn who you talking to
B: lol Q I can practically feel you blushing through the phone I'll call you later k?
Q: shut up I'm not even blushing she's just a friend
B: sure she is
Q: bye
B: (laughs and hangs up)

Brittany's P.O.V. 4:00pm:

"Hey Britt'" I heard
Emily yell. "Uh huh" I mumbled back. "Go get dressed were gonna meet my friends at a bar tonight". She always does this! First she waits till the last minute to tell me about everything. Also she refuses to call them our friends even though none of them like her!!!! I calmed myself down enough to normally say a quick okay and then heading upstairs to get dressed
I trudged into the bar being followed by Emily calling for me to wait up. I tried to quicken my pace but gave up realizing I'm supposed to want to be with her.
I turned around to see Em panting and I had to bite my lip to stop the smile coming on to my face. She had a small amount of sweat pooling in the corners of her forehead. As she came closer she intertwined our fingers and I immediately frowned. I always hated her cold clammy fingers digging into mine. Once again I reminded myself. YOUR SUPPOSED TO WANT THIS YOUR IN LOVE WITH THIS GIRL!
As we walked in my eyes wandered through the thick crowd until landing on a certain Latina. I couldn't help but stare while she swayed to the music smiling with some friends. I would do anything to be one of those friends.
My breath hitched as she saw me and began walking over. Had I been staring that long? I cleared my throat ready for the awkward confrontation but instead she walked over to Emily. I quickly composed myself just in time to fall apart again as I heard the words flow from the Latina "Em, is that you?". My jaw dropped along with Emily's who choked out "Santana?"!