Santana POV
I don't know why I bother looking at my phone. Actually, why do I even care? Damn Santana, get over it. She was a one night stand, nothing more.
Whatever. Honestly fuck her.
I felt my my phone vibrate in my hand and I hate how sad I got seeing it was only Quinn. Who am I kidding? After our shameless flirting in the halls, it felt like something more than a one night stand. I only wish she felt the same so I didn't make such a fool out of myself.
Dani POV
"So are you ever going to tell me who your mystery man is?" I felt Rachel's elbow jab into my ribs. This is the reason why I've been taking alternative routes to class.
"There is no mystery man." I quipped. I mean...I'm not lying.
"Oh come on Dani! Tell me!" I stopped to glare at her but I was just met with her pathetic attempt at a puppy dog face. I let out a sigh, rolling my eyes as I dragged her into the bathroom. I took a glance under the stalls to check if there was anybody in there and once it was clear I turned back to a very excited Rachel.
"Okay spill!" She squealed.
"Look Rachel, I'm only telling you this because you're my best friend here and I trust you." I say to her seriously and her face immediately dropped to concern.
"I'm telling you the truth when I say there is no guy. Because I-I'm into...girls. I'm gay." I look down at my shoe feeling the nerves shoot through my body. I was nervous for a number of reasons. I was ridiculed at my last school for being gay, it's one of the reasons why I threw myself into training every chance I got. So I prepared myself for the worst but instead all I heard was a chuckle come from Rachel.
"Is that it? Dani...I have two dads. Two gay dads." I felt my entire body melt back down into relaxation and finally let out the breath I was holding.
"So...you don't care?" I asked cautiously just to make sure.
"I only care that my gaydar is broken! How didn't I know?" This time I joined Rachel in the giggling. Rachel placed her hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry Dani, your secret is safe with me and I support you 100%."
"Thanks Rachel, I appreciate it." I smile back and pull her into a hug.
"So who is the mystery woman then?" She asked quietly as we pulled away.
"That...I'll probably be taking to my grave." I smirked.
"Ugh! Whatever I'll annoy it out of you eventually." Rachel rolled her eyes before turning to exit the bathroom. I follow her out only to run into my mystery woman herself. She only caught my eye for a second before turning away and shoving past me.
It's been a week since she gave me her number. I think I literally typed out over 100 messages before deciding that each and every one of them was lame. I feel my guilt drop to my core, something was just pulling back in her direction.
"Rachel I actually have to use the bathroom, I'll catch up with you later." I blurted out before running back into the bathroom not even knowing what the fuck I was doing.
Santana POV
"Hey wait!" I roll my eyes when I turned around to face the brunette. Fuck her.
"No need to explain, I got the hint." I hissed, holding a hand up to shut her up.
"It's not like that..." She breathed out and I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling. I can't allow myself to care. She doesn't feel the same way.
"Look, I get it. We had a great night and you want to leave it at th-" I actually thought I was day dreaming for a second but she was real. She was really kissing me. I just about melted into those amazing lips that I've been craving for over a week now. I felt her tug tighter on my neck as her tongue traced my lips for entrance.
"Finally you shut the fuck up." She chuckled as she looked up at me with her swollen lips.
"Whatever half pint, at least I made a move. You're the one who didn't answer." I roll my eyes tracing a finger over her sliver of exposed skin on her stomach. I saw her face drop a bit but she still curled her lips into a small smile.
"I mean...pretty sure I would have called that making a move." She gently pushes away from me and I almost groaned with the lost of contact.
"But whatevs." She shrugged as she turned on her heel to leave. But of course being the good gay I am my eyes dropped to her ass that looked really fucking great in those jeans and it was all over from there. Before I knew it I was slamming her against the door, reconnecting our lips and running my hands over every curve.
"You're a fucking tease." I whispered as I peppered kisses down her jawline to her neck until finally reaching her sweet spot.
"Fuck." I heard her breathe out as I wrapped my lips around the fading bruise I left there before. I felt a shiver go down my spine when her fingers curled into my hair. But of course, I can never have nice things because the school bell ripped through our moment and reality ripped us away from each other. Her gaze lingered on mine as we both tried to catch our breath. She finally turned and ran out the door so I ran into a stall before slamming it shut. I could care less about where I needed to be before the next bell rang because only then did everything sink in. Not only was I left hot and bothered but also confused as hell.
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Eye of the Tiger
FanfictieDani is a star boxer but when she injures her hand, she is left with a part of her missing. Will a certain latina cheerleader pick her back up on her road to recovery?