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Interview

Brittany's Pov

I slowly made my way across the stage. I could hear snickers of laughter throughout the audience. It really got to me, I'm so embarrassed right now. I just want to be alone. But I know I have to get through this interview. After this half hour, I can leave and forget this ever happened.

I reached my seat as Santana motioned me in  for a hug. Her scent was intoxicating. If we weren't live and surrounded by about a hundred people I'd hate to think what I would do to Santana. Oh crap now I'v got dirty thoughts stuck in my head.

"You're gonna do fine." She whispered in my ear before pulling away. I stood there frozen from Santana's hot breathe hitting my skin. This is pretty much torture. If she wasn't so cute I would be super mad at her for putting me through this misery. Her looks are so innocent and playful at the same time. I'm going to get my revenge though. And this revenge will be sweet.

"So Brittany..." Santana began, crossing her left leg over her right. I couldn't help but trail my eyes up and down them. Thoughts endlessly buzzing through my mind. I snapped out of my trance and answered her.

"How are you liking Manchester so far?" Alright, a nice simple question I got this. "Well...I haven't been here very long but I'v always wanted to come her for like ever, there is just this awesome vibe about the place. I have a busy schedule but I'm going to make sure I squeeze sometime in to go explore and have some serious fun." I laugh. I'm actually so excited to explore this city.

"Hmm that sounds interesting." Santana has her signature smirk on her face and I can tell that she has a devious plan brewing up in that pretty little head of hers. "What do you like to do for fun? What's some of your favourite ways to let your hair down." She shoots me a wide grin.

I feel my face begin to blush and immediately divert my eyes away from her. I take a second to think about it. "Well I would say I'm quite adventurous. I love doing stuff in the moment you know? Doing things I'v never done before and will probably never do again. Oh yeah and I like going clubbing and stuff too. But everyone does that I guess."

Santana slightly leaned forward and quirked an eyebrow. "Interesting." I tried not to make too much eye contact but I could feel her staring me up and down.

"So now it's my favourite part of the show!How about we take some audience questions?" She announced. Crap! These are going to be hard. "Alright you with the blue top." She pointed to a girl around my age. "Hi Brittany!" She looked so flustered with a giant grin on her face. I replied back with a smile. "What type of girls are you attracted to physically?" She smirked and sat down.

To be honest I wouldn't say I have a 'type'. Being famous and all I kind of just take whoever I feel would be a good time in the moment. If you get what I mean.

"Well I wouldn't really say I have a type. But at the moment I'm kind of into girls with dark hair, dark eyes and tan skin. Yeah I guess." I smile and I can see Santana blushing out of the corner of my eye.

"Can I pick someone next?" I ask. "Sure go ahead Brittany." All of a sudden a heap of girls stood up waving there arms around. "Pick me!" They were all yelling. "Oh I don't know." I say scowling though the audience. "How about her?" Santana points to a girl with glasses in the crowd. "Okay sure, how about you?"

The girl smiles and the rest of the audience sits down in disappointment. "Okay what's your question?" I ask. She seems nervous but I nod reassuring her to go ahead. "Do you think you're a good kisser?" This wasn't that bad of a question. I didn't even hesitate to answer.

"Well to be honest no ones ever said I'm bad." I said confidently giving her a wink. I was just being honest. I saw Santana shift in her chair. This is actually pretty funny.

"Okay! More questions soon but in the mean time we're going to head to a quick commercial break." She said. I let out a small smirk as she quickly left the stage. I followed close behind her.

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Santana's POV

"Alright I asked her my question now you have to hold up your end of the bargain." I huffed.

So I paid a few girls to ask Brittany some really personal questions when it came to the audience. I thought it would be funny making her uncomfortable for my own amusement, plus I thought it would be pretty interesting to know her answers. I know she's into me, I can feel it. I think she knows though, I mean I can't be sure until the real hard hitting questions come out. I know she's into me. Come on. She's a smart one and I like it.

"Alright here's a hundred." I handed out a note and she took it before walking away.

Brittany's POV

"Brittany!" Santana said in a high tone after bumping into me. I grab her hand and my body lit up immediately. I chose to ignore it and lead her to my dressing room.

"Sit." I demand and push her down on the couch. "What?" She asks with a bit of fear in her voice. "Come on San. I'm not stupid, you think it's funny?" I ask getting closer to her.

She tries to get up but I push her back down. I'm not letting this slide that easily. "I don't know what you're talking about." She's trying to play dumb but it's not going to work. Confident Brittany, it's your time to shine.

"San" I whisper seductively in her ear. "You're not gonna tell me about how you paid those girls?" She shakes her head. I now push her so she's lying on her back and I'm straddling her. "You should really tell the truth, Santana." I graze my lips up and down her neck. She's going to crack I know it.

I look up into her eyes and they're filled with lust. "You could've just asked me yourself." I mumbled into her neck. She suddenly grabs my cheeks and presses her lips into mine. "Fine. I did." She mumbles against my lips breathlessly. I felt her hands move down my back as she licked my bottom lip asking for entrance.

I pull away and smirk at her lips as they are beginning to swell. "Nuh uh San. Not here. Come over after the show and I'll show you how good of a kisser they say I am." I turn to walk away. "And maybe something more if you're on your best behaviour." I let out a grin and reach for the door handle.

Santana wipes her lips and comes after me. "You think you're funny do you?" She asks me and I turn around and nod innocently. "Yeah that's just what I thought." She winked. "Let's go." She reaches for the handle eagerly before I stop her. "Woah woah woah what?" I start to panic. What is she scheming?

"I can't tell you. It's gonna cost you." She said pouting her lips. I sigh and give in. I want to know what I'm going into. I'm sure as hell not embarrassing myself on national television. I grab her face and push our lips together once again, pulling away before she has the chance to deepen it. "Now spill." I demand.

"Just prepare yourself to answer some pretty hot questions." She blushes. I nod. "Well be prepared to hear some pretty hot answers." I turn and return back onto the stage.

-

I'm glad this show has an age restriction because those questions were pretty heavy. I mean "What has been your hottest sexual fantasy?"
"When did you loose your virginity?"
"Where's the weirdest place you've had sex?"
"Do you like sex with the lights on or off?"
I'v got to hand it to Santana, I mean she really made me think. But I just joked around with the questions altering actual experiences I'v had, but I made sure the answers made her uncomfortable. She thought it would be funny to do this to me but I'm just throwing them right back at her.

After the show she rushed straight to her dressing room. I wonder why? Probably to go change her underwear I laughed to myself.

I'm actually so proud of what I'v achieved tonight. But the night is still young and I'm expecting a certain visit from a certain girl who happens to be smoking hot and slightly into me. This is going to be a great night.