HeYa Fanfiction

Backstory

Naya's POV

Lets just say, filming season three is a joy ride; spending it with my family, well the cast of Glee. During these past years I have become close with every single one of these actors and have not regretted any single moment of it. However, I became especially close with heather, we connected right away, spending most of our free time between takes in either of our trailers. Many fans pick up on our close relationship but often want it to be more or think there is something going on. We both thought this was absurd, but not until recently. I have started to notice something odd with my reactions: example A, every time I see Heather and her boyfriend, Taylor together, I have this odd feeling of jealousy come across me. At first I thought this reaction was because she started to spend less and less time with me and more with Taylor now he has 6 months break from baseball and has come to spend it with Heather in LA. But no, I have started to miss her even more recently, wanting to spend more time with her, to be how we used to, cuddling whilst watching reality TV or Disney movies; going out to eat; shopping for random things for no reason at all and to wind up the media by posing with each other like we were a couple, but this time I think I want us to be that perfect couple we used to pose like. But I can't do anything about that, she is happy with Taylor and I'm straight, well so I think.


Chapter 1

Naya's POV

Today is the day where we film the valentine's episode, 3. This is my favourite script so far for 'Brittana' and my personal favourite episode to date, so I cannot wait to film this, especially because I can kiss Heather, not once but twice. Hopefully theses kisses will help me figure out my feelings towards her.

Arriving on set is always good for me as I treat my work as a hobby as I love what I do, no matter what time we have to arrive and how many hours we have to stay filming and today was no exception. Parking in the set car park, I see all the cast's cars, most were Range Rovers or Mercedes G-wagons apart from Heather's Prius, as she likes to use a car that was good for the environment- she always liked to be different. As I walked onto the set, Lea and her bubbly self immediately greeted me, even though it was 7 in the morning. "Hi Nay, you looking forward to today? It's a good one for Brittana shippers eh'?" Lea asked this with a wink at the end. She and all the other girls on the set, tease me and Heather all the time about our close relationship, asking if it is always more; actually sounding like fan girls out there. "You excited "cos I know Heather is?!"

Lea then left without another word, leaving me with my thoughts.

Turning the corner into the 'choir room' set, I was met by Ryan Murphy, the creator and writer of Glee. "Ah Naya, just the person I was looking for!"

"Hi Ryan, what's up?"

"Well as you know, today is a big day for the development of Brittana and I really want to do it justice because this is a very relatable storyline. So my request is that you try and put some real emotion into this performance, try and put yourself in Santana's shoes please. Thanks that's all" and with that, he walked away.

I whispered, "I'm in her shoes more than you know" I turned around to be face to face with…Heather. She gave me this puppy dog look, which means only one thing; she needs to tell me something.


After being dragged into Heather's trailer, she slammed me against the door with a worried look in her face. You can tell; my face was priceless- a shocked and concerned expression. 'Heath, calm down, tell me…' That's when I heard my worst nightmare.

"Taylor, he proposed…" Heather whispered.

"He what!" I shouted

"He prop-"

"Yeah I heard…what did you say?" I cut off Heath in an annoyed tone. Then I heard something not expected.

"I didn't say anything, I just ran. I was so shocked and it was unexpected, like we haven't seen each other in 6 months or so." She said looking down at her feet.

"Heath…" I said in a sympathetic tone. "You know I love ya right? So don't take this to heart but, that wasn't right, you need to give him an answer, even if it's a no or a maybe. I may not be his biggest fan, but no one should be left hanging. Do you understand me?" I was shocked at what came out of my mouth, like I should've just ran out shouting 'SHE SAID NO!' in pure delight, but no, I had to be the bigger person.

"I guess you're right, I should give him an answer, I mean we have been together for years, so I think I'm gonna-"

"Think about it first Hemo, don't just say yes because of the amount of time you have spent together over the years. Decide on love purely; if you can't live without him."

"Okay, thanks Nay, you realise you still mean the world to me?" she said with concern in her eyes.

"I expect nothing else" I sarcastically retorted back with a playful wink. I then left without another word, leaving Heather with only her thoughts. All I've got to do now is to just hope she says no.


By the time I reached my trailer, it was call time, ready for Heather and I to film the locker scene, where Brittany presents Santana's Valentines gift on her computer.

"Right Heather I want you to walk onto the scene with the laptop open in front of you with an eager expression on your face, ready to show Santana your 'amazing' gift.'" Ryan bellowed on the set.

"Right, okay boss man, I'm ready when you are!" I sniggered at her response. Her use of 'boss man' always gets everyone laughing. I finally looked up at Heather and we immediately locked gaze.

"AND ACTION"


All I remember from that take was the almost kiss, how close we both we to touching each other's lips. But no, Principal Figgins has to stop us by shouting, 'TEEN LESBIANS, MY OFFICE IMMEDIATELY" which kinda sucked on my behalf.

All I could look forward to was the big kiss we were recording tomorrow- the one at the 'Sugar Shack'. But that all seemed so far away.

I said my goodbyes and got into my G-Wagon and raced home with only my troubles taking over my headspace.


Once I had stepped out of my car and into my house, I lost it. I slid down the wall and just started to cry. And cry. And cry. 'Why do I feel this? Am I normal? Am I just imagining it?' All these questions were whirling around my head but the only thing that stopped me from breaking down even more was the thought of Heather; being here with me, laughing and joking with no care in the world.

The next thing I remember was waking up with a tear stained face on my hallway floor. When I had finally regained my composure, I made my way to the shower, before setting off to work but not before I stopped off at Starbucks to get my morning coffee and pastry.

I turned into Paramount studios and into the Glee lot and parked next to Lea's Range Rover. When parked I took a deep breath and got out of my car. Luckily it was a bright, sunny day so I had my massive Ray Bans on to cover up my swollen eyes. I rushed into make-up as fast as possible before anyone could notice me and my puffy eyes and also before they could question me- God knows I didn't have a real answer to that.

I finally made it into the make-up trailer and thank God the make-up artist knows better than to ask questions. Santana's hair and make-up was done, I just needed to get into my trailer to get into the cheereos uniform until- "Naya! Stop I need to talk to you for a second" Heather screamed. I turned around to find a worn out Hemo with red circles under her eyes.

"I said…I said…"


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I hope this is a good start. Comments on what to include or how to improve are much appreciated...Thank You!