STRIKE A POSE (Brittana Fanfic)

Test Of Love

(Santana's Pov)

I laugh nervously at her asking me to sleep with her and scratch the back of my neck.

"Me, you want me to go get Quinn for you, okay. QUINN" I yell as I turn around but she grabs me and pulls me onto her lap.

"I want you to sleep with me please" she says and I look at her looking drunk. This isn't my Brittany. The Brittany before me is  with Demi and I think that she wouldn't want me to sleep with her girlfriend.

"I'm not asking you to fuck me. I just want you to sleep with me" she says and I rub my neck while biting my lip. I look up at her waiting for an answer and I'm tongue twisted.

"Sober you, hates me" I say and she bites her lip, looking at mines. I try getting up but she grips onto me tighter and I can feel her dick on my center.

"I'm halfway sober right now. I'm not going to be dumb enough to wake up and scream for you to get out. Just for one night" she says and immediately pulls out the puppy dog eyes. I close my eyes tight and think of the pros and cons to this. I want Brittany back, I do. However, she moved on and its time for me to do the same so I nod no.

"I can't, all jokes and fighting and arguing aside, I literally can't. I sleep naked" I mumble and she frowns while smirking before wiggling her eyebrows at me. At the mention of me being naked, I feel her twitch and bite the inside of my cheek but keep quiet on the fact that she is drunk.

"I sleep naked too" she says and I frown. Not once that I've been with her, which is almost a month, she have never worn nothing to bed.

"No you don't" I say and she frowns.

"Yes I do" she says and I laugh. I lay back on the steering wheel for it to go off and I instantly lift up. I look at her waiting for a response and she just remimds e how much I miss being this close to her.

"Trust me, you sleep with clothes on your body" I say and she frowns curious. I bite my lip, feeling caught. Fuck Santana, friends wouldn't know that. She doesn't strip down into her boxers and sports bra until after she settles into bed.

"How would you know" she says and I laugh while scratching my neck.

"Demi told me" I say and she smirks.

"Your lying. Your lying about a lot of things actually" she says smirking at the fact that I'm caught and I groan in anger. I slap her chest as I scoff before speaking.

"You know what, fuck you Brittany. Sleep by your own damn self" I growl and try to get out and walk off. Once I'm off of her and about to walk away, she pins me against the car and my breath hitches at the closeness.

"You know you constantly curse and speak bad towards my face but always defend me when my back is turned. I don't think you hate me or that I hate you. I think this is all just made up bullshit that you fed me. Say you hate me, say it right now" she growls as she gets closer and closer to me and I feel her love and warmth and it's just too much.

"I hate you" I say harshly but even at that, she smiles and move out of the way while licking her lips. She knows I'm Lying and I know that this will be one hell of a ride. I go upstairs to my room and pack my bag quickly. I don't know where my head is right now. All I know is that Brittany moved on and it's time for me to move on as well. I sneak out of my house and go to Brittany's. I stay there for the night, and the next night, and the next night, leading up to the 8th day that she's been under the spell. My switch for her has slowly but surley turned off and I'm finally moving on. Maybe this is for a reason. Maybe the universe is just telling me that its noteant to be.

Friday Morning

I get up and get ready for the day. I take a shower and get dress before running to my photo shoot. I sit there and smile as multiple people take pultiple pics and I just sigh in relaxation. No problems, no powers, no crazy family and no Brittany. Just something I love to do and relaxation. I look down to see a girl in a black hoodie and frown as I have a flashback of Brittany and frown. When she looks up, its some random fan.