𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 | 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒛

𝘥𝘶𝘦𝘵𝘴; 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰

Stephanie swung open the door to her bedroom and walked in, jumping straight onto the bed. Santana trailed behind her, dropping her overnight bag on the floor and landing on the bed next to the blonde.

"So, what do you wanna do?" Stephanie asked, laying on her back staring at the ceiling. Santana propped herself up onto her side and just looked at the girl with a smile. "Movie?"

"Sure, you pick."

She rolled off of the bed and over to her TV to collect the remotes before jumping back on next to Santana.

The two absent mindedly cuddled up to each other, this now being something they did whenever they were together.

Stephanie flicked through the movie channels, eventually landing on something animated that caught her eyes.

She didn't get a chance to find out what it was, as she felt a hot breath on her neck. Followed by the tender brush of lips, burning as they make contact with her neck. She didn't question it, and tried to concentrate on the movie. But she couldn't, in fact she didn't even know what the movie was. And that fact that a very hot latina was currently trying to make out with her wasn't helping.

Santana swung her whole body around, so she was straddling the blonde. She lifted her chin so that the two made eye contact, looking at each other as if it were the last time they ever could.

It didn't last long though, as Santana started to place kisses against her jawline, her neck and cheeks. Stephanie moved her hands under her shirt, skating against the skin of the Latina's toned stomach, and occasionally scraping down her side in long scratches.

The brunette pulled back to admire her once more, but Stephanie had a different idea. She had a sudden urge to taste the girls lips, that she couldn't resist.

She tore her hands away from Santana's abs and moved them up to cup her cheeks. She smiled softly and with a burst of confidence, pulled the girls face closer to her own, pressing their lips together.

Stephanie moved a hand up to the back of San's head and when she found the girls hair tie, pulled it out so she was able to run her fingers through the dark locks of hair.

As the kisses started to become deeper and more urgent, the buzzing of Stephanie's phone caused the girls to part.

Santana moved back to Stephanie's neck once again while she leaned over to check her phone.

Jake; Hey, date with Marley went well :) wanna hang out tnite?

She ignored it, placing the phone down and deciding to break the silence, with a change of subject. "So, you excited about the duets competition?"

Santana hummed into the girls neck quietly.

The blonde smiled. "Well, i was going to ask if you wanted to sing with me? Ooh i know! We can sing Melissa Etheridge's 'Come To My Window'! It's perfect."

Santana pulled away from the girl completely, making Stephanie frown. "Okay, look." She started, moving to the edge of the bed to lean down to her overnight bag, in search of pain relief.

"I'm not making out with you because I'm in love with you and want to sing about making lady babies. I'm only here because Puck's been in the slammer for about 12 hours now, and I'm like a lizard. I need something warm beneath me or I can't digest my food." She finished with a hint of spite in her voice.

Stephanie had to admit that the words hurt her. She didn't know what she felt towards Santana, but she knew it was something. And to know that Santana only thought of her as a fill-in hookup? Ouch.

"Well... I know, I just... I think we just..." Steph said, no louder than a whisper.

Santana's head popped up from the bag, and she brought a hand to her forehead. "Please just leave it, you're stressing me out. Sing a duet with Jake or blubber-boobs, frankly i don't care."

The blonde muttered a sorry before furrowing her eyebrows. "Blubber-boobs?"

"Finn." She deadpanned, Stephanie just nodded slowly.

Of course Santana wanted to sing a duet with Stephanie, and she was not looking forward to seeing the girl sing with Jake or Finn, but she just couldn't do it. So she decided to change the subject.

"Look let's stop talking about this, do you have pain relief? I started my period today, i have killer cramps and forgot to bring mine."

Stephanie got off the bed and travelled all the way to the door before stopping in her tracks. Santana also noticed and her heart dropped.

"That's not possible, you told me you started it the other week? When i brought you all the snacks, and stuff." She turned to face a very guilty looking Santana, who remained silent.

"Santana?" Stephanie pressed.

The brunette took a deep breath, suddenly finding the floor a very interesting thing to look at. "Okay, i lied. I'm sorry."

She almost laughed at how stupid it was. "What the hell? Who lies about having their period? Well apart from you,"

Santana got up and walked over to her, attempting to grab the girls hands, which were retracted almost instantly and folded across her chest.

"I was just sad that day and i didn't know what to tell you. If i would've told you i was tired, you wouldn't have left me alone and i wasn't in the mood to be annoyed."

The blonde's face scrunched up, making her look like a sad little puppy.

"So me caring about you is annoying?" She asked, tentatively. Santana shook her head.

"Okay, just stop lying to me please? From now can we promise to tell eachother the truth about things?"

"Well actually there's one more thing i need to tell you, but after that yes." Stephanie furrowed her eyebrows once more.

The latina sat back down on the edge of the bed facing the aforementioned girl, who was still standing by her bedroom door.

"Coach Sylvester asked me and Britt to spy on glee club again," she looked down at her lap. "And we did."

Stephanie's face dropped. "How could you do that? That club has done nothing but be there for you, while the only thing Sue cares about is herself. She doesn't give a shit about you!"

"I know, but she threatened to kick me off the cheerios i couldn't-"

The blonde interrupted with a loud scoff. "Unbelievable. Is that all you care about? You'd trade real, life long friends for a high school reputation that is gonna disappear as soon as you step foot into college?"

She didn't respond to that, instead looked everywhere but the blonde's eyes.

"And you have no excuse for not telling me."

"No i did, actually. I've seen how close you've gotten to lady lips and squishy tits, i know you would've ran your little mouth off to them about it!" Santana snapped back with force.

"Would you stop with the stupid nicknames? They're actually really nice people, but your too self involved to even try to get to know them. You're just another one of Sue Sylvester's little moles. You just said you don't trust me? Yeah well it seems like i should be the one who doesn't trust you."

Santana walked over to the girl. "Steph i'm sorry i-"

Stephanie didn't give her time to finish the sentence. "I think you should leave. Jake invited me over earlier so i'm gonna ask him to pick me up. You can take the pain relief from the kitchen counter on your way out."

The latina just nodded, grabbing her shoes and bag and heading out of the bedroom after whispering a small 'bye'.