Santana Lopez and the new girl

Part 10- my perfect person

Santana had a magical touch, and succeeded in covering my scars completely so i could wear my dress comfortably. If i was being totally honest, i actually looked quite pretty tonight, but that's only because Santana had done my hair and makeup for me and all i had done was put on a dress and some shoes by myself. Come to think of it, i'm not even sure i did that on my own. Anyway i didn't look like anything compared to Santana, who looked drop dead, fucking gorgeous in her tight, low cut, deep purple dress. I guess we sort of matched, with my purple and black dress matching hers. When we got to Breadstix, the only people that were there was Quinn, Brittany, Kurt, Kurt's boyfriend Blaine and Rachel. The room was pretty much set up, but kurt and Rachel were just adding some extra christmassy decorations while Quinn watched them from afar. I greeted everyone with a hug, and joined kurt and Rachel in decorating. We invested ourselves in small talk about glee club and shopping. Kurt seemed excited about tonight, and Rachel was being her usual, bossy self.
"Andddd done." Kurt said as he added the final piece of tinsel to the windows. Finn arrived and Rachel ran over to him. Kurt turned slightly and looked at me, smiling slightly. I smiled back, a little awkwardly. We stared at each other uncomfortably for a little too long before i broke the creepiness.
"Umhh kurt?" I asked, trying not to be too awkward. "Is there something you want to talk about with me?"
"Oh actually there is." He said turning on his heal gracefully. "Follow me." He said, flicking his head glamorously.
I followed him all the way to the back door. It was cold here so and i started to regret my choice of dress.
"Okay." I was really confused now, and slightly worried about what he wanted to talk about. "What are we doing here? What's going on?" He just looked at me, looking slightly guilty. He hesitated. Then sighed.
"I talked to brittany." My heart sank. I cursed under my breath. Sure i didnt mind that kurt knew, but i knew that Santana probably would, and that could mean brittany could have told someone else.
"Who else knows?" I asked, nervous for the answer.
"No one that i know of. But Annie." He hesitated again. "I don't think you should keep this a secret, you shouldn't be ashamed. You should be proud of who you are." I looked at the floor, trying to ignore what he just said.
"Don't tell Santana you know." I said, serious now. He looked at me, confused.
"What? Why not."
"Just don't okay." I told him, a little too forcefully. "Enough people already know, and she's already on the verge of going back to her angry place, and i hate to see her anything but happy. Promise you wont tell?"
He nodded, a little unsure.
"Okay." He said. "I promise. Just remember what i said."
"Okay thanks for telling me first." I said before walking back out. Quinn walked over to me when i returned to the main room, i could see now that quite a few more people had arrived since i'd been gone. "Hey Annie." She said surprisingly less bitchy than usual.. "Santana was looking for you."
"Oh umh... Thanks. Do you know where she went?" I asked suspiciously. Quinn just nodded and pointed to were Rachel, Brittany, Finn, Puck and a bunch of other people were, stood. I saw Santana in the mix, looking bored. God she looked absolutely gorgeous, even from here.
"Thanks." I said and walked over to them. Santana looked up as i neared and smiled.
"Hey." She said, detaching herself from the group. "Were've you been?"
"Oh just talking to Kurt." I said. She just raised her eyebrows but didn't say anything. We both turned our heads as the door opened and a bunch of jocks raged through the door.
"Ready to get super hit on?" She asked, joking, but i could tell she was serious. "C'mon, let's stay as far away from them as possible." She took my hand and walked over to one of the booths and we sat down. There were other people sat in booths near us, mainly couples. She looked at me, then to the stage. "Wanna perform a song?" She asked, teasingly.
"It depends if i get to sing it with you." I said back with a wink.
"Well.... You're gonna have to earn it."
"Oh yeah?" I asked back, we were full on flirting now.
"Yeah...." She said, acting sorry, but with a playful glint in her eye.
"And what will i have to do to earn this song?" I asked, although i think i already knew the answer. She leaned over the table, towards me.
"I think you know." She whispered.
"Im gonna need some specifics." I leaned back, trying to act business- like.
"Well..." She said, pretending to think about it. "I could give you a hint..."
"Be my guest." I said back, moving back to sitting normally as she did the same.
"It would involve staying over at your place tonight, in an empty house, drunk and..." She leaned forwards again. "Well i think you know the rest." I paused.
"Well i'll make no promises, but..." I rubbed my temples. "I think we have ourselves a deal." I thrust my hand forward. She shook it.
"Well then, i guess the stage is ours." She stood up and gestured for me to walk with her.
"After you miss Brooks." She said politely, offering her hand.
"Why thank you miss Lopez." I took it. We had been working on a few Christmas numbers together, but we both decided on Iris by the googoo dolls. It wasn't christmassy, but it was sweet and romantic, so we thought it might lighten the mood a bit. We walked onto the stage together, and i sat myself at the piano. I tapped the microphone slightly and suddenly i had everyone's attention.
"Hi everyone." I said awkwardly. "Umh, we would like to sing a song for you, so grab a partner and enjoy the music. Hope you like it. Merry Christmas everybody, have a great night." I looked at Santana and started to play. I had gotten really good at blocking everyone out, but still being interesting to watch on stage. Santana's voice captivated me as the song progressed. Our voices complimented each other perfectly, so it was pretty easy for me to get my harmonies to sound perfect with her voice. We sounded amazing together, and at the end of the song people were cheering and applauding us. A group of jocks were waiting for us at the edge of the stage waiting for us. I looked at Santana and she rolled her eyes, muttering something under her breath.
"Boys." Was all she said as she tried to walk past, but one of them grabbed her arm. She looked shocked for a second, but it was soon replaced by her usual bitch face.
"Hey were are you going?" The one who grabbed her arm asked, moving his hand to her waist. She pushed him away.
"Look, josh." Oh yeah, i remember him, he always had a group if girls around him, and would hit on pretty much everyone. "Im not in the mood for being hit on right now, either leave me alone, or you're out." On of the jocks with black hair moved towards me and grabbed my thigh. I just looked at him, disgusted and shocked. I leaned into him, and grabbed the hand that was on my thigh. "Don't even fucking think about it." I said, and moved his hand to his own crotch, pushing him away. I moved over to Santana's side. I looked at josh. "Are we done here?" I asked forcefully. He just looked at me and didn't say anything. Santana and i walked past him, me behind Santana. Just as she was passing his side i saw his hand move from his side to Santana's ass. She turned and looked at him, completely shocked and repulsed.
"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" She yelled, tears in her eyes now. The next thing i knew my fist was connecting with his ugly face and blood was trickling from his nose. I barely had time to process what i had done before i ran after Santana into the restrooms. I opened the door and it was empty except for Santana, who had her back to me. She turned around when i burst through the door. I ran towards her. Almost knocking her off of her feet. I held her in my arms for what felt like forever, stroking her hair, with my face nuzzled in her neck. Someone else came through the door and i barely had time to move away from Santana before a pair of hands had me pinned up against the wall. Quinn.
"What the fuck Quinn!?" I yelled, looking her up and down.
"What the hell were you thinking? Punching a guy in the face? What did he even do? Hit on Santana? What does that even have to do with you?" She was clearly angry. I pushed her away from me forcefully and just looked at her, completely lost for words. "You have completely ruined the night! You practically caused a riot out there! You're lucky it's just me in here not the whole fucking party! What's you're problem anyway?"
"They were being inappropriate to Santana! Acting like she's a piece of meat! Well that's not fair, she shouldn't be treated like some sort of a sex toy. She deserves better than that!" I could barely speak, my anger was still bubbling up inside of me.
"Oh. I see what's going on here..." She looked at me, then to Santana, who still looked vulnerable and shocked. "I think someone has a little crush on Lopez." I was about to reply, when Santana cut me off by leaping on top of Quinn, and pushing up against the wall.
"You have 10 seconds to get outa here before i turn you into a slushy, which i will promptly throw in that stupid assed, man-whore of a jock's ugly face." Santana let go of Quinn and just looked her up and down. "10." Quinn straightened up her dress and walked to the door. She was right next to it when she turned and looked at Santana. "You are SO off the squad." She said, looking pleased with herself, before opening the door and walking out.