STRIKE A POSE (Brittana Fanfic)

Take Away The Pain

(Brittany's Pov)

"Listen up sexy, either me or lady Hummel is sleeping in the bed with you. I doubt you want Lucy the druginator to be sleeping next to you" Santana says and I roll my eyes. I'm a grown ass women. what the hell do I need a babysitter for. I look around and look for something to use, I'm not staying here with these people, monsters, whatever you want to call them.

"Were not babysitting you. Were just making sure you stay in between 2-5am" Quinn says coming into my house and I frown.

"Okay, this doesn't run between the lines of kidnap, trespassing" I mumble and Santana smirks.

"Your stuck with us for 3 more hours gorgeous" she says and I stare at the door. I see Santana and Kurt watching me and I sigh in defeat. I walk to the kitchen and get my work. I decide to crack on that while they are just keeping themselves busy and I sketch pictures of Santana that I took. I go to grab another beer and when I come back, the work on my desk is on fire. I look up and glare at Quinn.

"Wasn't me, I don't do that" she says and I look to Kurt. He nods his head no and I look to Santana. She's frowning at the drawlings I drew of her and my glare slowly dissapears.

"I destroyed all the work that wasn't yours. Stop letting people take advantage of you" she growls as she looks at the drawlings. I snatch the drawlings out of her hand and she glares at me. I try keeping eye contact but the more I stare, more I have trouble remembering why I was mad in the first place. I feel my eyes traveling all over her body and she's wearing one of my hoodies. That is so fucking hot and I feel myself trying to think of dead puppies or something to stop me from getting hard but I can't.

"Stop staring at me" I say a little louder than a mumble as I look away and she just smirks. I growl at her because all she does is get under my skin. That's all she ever does. I frown as I feel myself walking towards her and slamming her against the wall. She looks shocked herself and I smirk towards her but I'm not doing it. I bite my lip as I look her up and down and gritt my teeth as I look at her. I lean in and whisper so that way, they don't hear.

"Your so fucking hot, it should be a sin. If I could, I would fuck you until you couldn't even remember your name" I say so seductively and I frown as I didn't make myself do any of that. She looks at me amused as I just frown confused on what the hell just happened.

"What's wrong sexy, don't like to be played with" she says and I gritt my teeth but walk away from her. I see a smirking Kurt and glare at him. I growl towards him and try walking up to him but he squints his eyes and my body is yet again in autopilot.

"I love you Kurt, your so hot that it's a shame your gay" he makes me say and they all laugh.

"I'm just messing with Brittany. I mess with all our friends. I have the power of mind manipulation. I can make you do or say as I please with just a stare" he says and I look to see its 5:30am. I smile at that and open the door.

"Bye now" I say loud so they get the message and they scoff but leave. Santana is the first out the door. Quinn follows out and Kurt walks to the door smirking.

"Just so you know, I just upped your pheremone levels. What you said to Santana, was you doing all the talking" he says smirking and I blush and look down. He laughs catching my attention and he just smiles.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone how you have the hots for Santana" he says and I push him out the door as he laughs. I slam the door shut and slide down it as I just try to think about what i'm going to do.

(Next morning)

I wake up by 10am and take a quick shower. I put on some spandex and a sports bra before putting on some sweat pants and a hoodie. I go to the only place I know when the world seems to not be on my side. I take the morning walk to see that its snowing. I walk quickly to the studio and spot Mike on the way to one of the rooms.