Glee Fan Fic… Santana and Brittany Love

I guess I knew all along that she was the one. Those eyes, those lips, those legs, Even her laugh. Yes, it's official… Santana Lopez is in love with Brittany S. Pierce.

Santana's thoughts were interrupted by a certain blonde's fingers running against her arm, Santana's eyes connected with Brittany's; who was now grinning childishly.

"What's on your mind?" Brittany asked whilst moving closer, Santana shrugged and playfully twirled a strand of her hair around her on finger; whilst returning her eyes unwillingly back to the TV, Brittany smirked and then leaned forward, gently guided her tongue along Santana's jawline; Santana looked at her, slightly surprised, as Brittany kissed her cheek.

"Tell me… please?" said Brittany

"Nothing… I just was thinking about Glee." said Santana

"What about Glee?" said Brittany

"When I sang Songbird…" said Santana

Brittany nodded

"I loved it… You were awesome." said Brittany

Santana smiled and then faced the TV.

"Is that all that's on your mind?" said Brittany

"Well; I was just wondering when you were gonna sing for me..." asked Santana

"Of course, I will soon… I love you, so much." said Brittany, joining her eyes with Santana's, "Don't question… I'm yours, just not publicly."

Santana nodded, and lightly felt Brittany pressed her lips against hers; Santana reached up and pulled her closer, not wanting their kiss to end, but their lips soon parted as Brittany lied on her back, signalling Santana to follow her. Santana climbed on top of her, lightly kissing her lips, before moving down her jaw, on to her throat, whilst Brittany's fingers traced the heavenly outline of Santana's back.

In the morning, Santana was failing to hide the hickey Brittany had placed on her neck, with makeup; and immediately panicked as Rachel walked in the bathroom.

"Santana, You're late to Glee… you know?" said Rachel informing her; Santana rolled her eyes, and applied another coat of makeup on her mark

"Are you even listening to me?" said Rachel as she took the floss out of her mouth

"Actually no… I tend to picture a small woodland creature dying whenever you talk…" snapped Santana putting her makeup down, she smoothed her cheerio top down, and walked out; whilst being watched still shocked by her behaviour and rather her attitude.

Santana made her way to the choir room, seeing Brittany dancing with Mike made her heart flutter in so many different ways. She sat down next to Mercedes on the back row. Finn was persuading Mr Schue to let him and Rachel sing at Nationals; obviously Rachel's idea, this annoyed Santana, releasing her fiery and somewhat sexually frustrated anger.

"Oh hold up…" snapped Santana, "Since when is Frankenteen, and Tiny Tim in charge?"

"Tiny Tim?" muttered Mercedes looking at Tina and Artie who shook their heads in unison and began laughing at Santana's growing number of insults for Rachel, who actually looked hurt by the tiny Tim comment.

"Santana, it's just an idea… We do have the best voices." said Rachel who had just walked in from the bathroom

"Forgetting the fact we lose every time you sing together… Even Wheezy wouldn't lose as many times as you." said Santana rolling her eyes to point to Mercedes

"We do have the best voices." said Rachel, "It wasn't a question."

Santana shot Rachel a look, before Mr Schue laughed and tried his best to diffuse the tension.

"You've moved up on my list, Hobbit." growled Santana

"Well, anyway… we're gonna have a vote before Nationals to see who will sing." said Mr Schue

Santana rolled her eyes, and was about to storm out, reflecting the pathetic times Rachel had done; until she felt Brittany stroke her back affectionately.

"Just leave it… Berry isn't worth it." said Brittany

"For now…" said Santana

Brittany smiled, and lightly rubbed her thumb against Santana's neck.

"How many coats of makeup and you can still see it?" said Brittany

"Well, if someone was so forceful." smirked Santana

"I needed to leave my mark." said Brittany

Brittany laughed, and lightly leaned in to Santana's ear, Santana almost squealed in surprise as Brittany's teeth lightly grazed her earlobe.

"You can plan your revenge…" whispered Brittany squeezing her shoulder, before walking off to speak to Mike about some choreography for Nationals. Santana slowly leaned back, in her chair, slowly drifting off onto some very questionable daydreams about Brittany. Santana saw Quinn snapping her fingers.

"I asked if you were gonna try out…" repeated Quinn

"For what?" replied Santana

"For the Nationals solo… against Berry." said Quinn

"Of course… I plan on making sure she never sings solos again… not after last time." said Santana with a slight smirk, thinking about Brittany

"Did you get your revenge?" said Quinn taking the empty seat next to her

"I slept with her boyfriend." replied Santana dripping with disgust as the memory surfaced

"I meant Britt…" said Quinn smiling, "The very obvious hickey."

"Ohh… not yet." said Santana

"I'm sure you'll think of something… terrible." Quinn smirked and walked off; Santana slowly crossed her arms round her chest, and smugly smiled to herself.

Of course I will… I'm Santana Lopez; if there's one thing I do right, it's revenge… and sexual revenge is just the charm I seem to process. God, I really need to start hiding this relationship better… I mean if Hobbit or anyone else found out; I'd literally die. Quinn may be a stupid Barbie… literally who gets pregnant by Puck? But at least she hasn't told anyone… yet!

Santana later walked out of the choir room, she smoothed out her skirt and slowly walked to her locker, to which Brittany walked up. Santana was too engrossed in her thoughts to even notice her.

"If we were dating…. I could have done about half of those thoughts by now!" said Brittany snapping Santana out of her trance.

"What… I wasn't doing anything." said Santana

"I didn't say you was..." said Brittany

Santana opened her locker, and placed her books in. Brittany was staring at her chest; Santana clicked her fingers.

"My face is up here, Britt… Your leering used to be so good." said Santana

"Maybe I wanted to stare at your chest, publically." said Brittany inching closer to her

"Not here." whispered Santana taking her hand, they walked down the corridor; and Santana opened a classroom door.

"Empty." said Brittany smiling, as she closed the door; and walked over to Santana, who was noticeably acting different, any other time their clothes would be off by now. Santana slowly sat on the desk; and looked around the classroom.

"What's going on?" said Brittany

"Nothing… I thought you were gonna sort yourself out." said Santana

"You know I prefer you." said Brittany

Santana rolled her eyes

"I'm not in the mood…-"said Santana

"You were thinking about it like 10 seconds ago." said Brittany

Santana scoffed

"Why is there a picture of Artie in your locker?" said Santana looking at Brittany, knowing she sounded so jealous, Brittany noticed and smiled sweetly, before sitting next to her.

"I haven't dumped it yet… I was going to then; but I got distracted by a certain person's chest." said Brittany "Is that why you're grumpy; because I have a picture of someone else?"

"Everyone thinks you're gonna get back together." said Santana feeling the sadness in her tone, she got up and walked around the classroom

"Well, they're wrong… Santana, you really don't have the right to be jealous; I've already told you that I love you… and that I want to be with you publically." said Brittany

"I'm not jealous." snapped Santana

Brittany rolled her eyes

"Just… where's my picture?" said Santana, her tone more soft

"I don't need a picture, Santana… I have you." said Brittany

Santana smiled

"Now can you please stop snapping?" said Brittany

"Yeah… sorry." said Santana

Brittany walked over to her, and lightly rubbed her cheek.

"How about I sing a song about you in Glee club… and declared it for you?" said Brittany

"No, not yet… soon." said Santana

Brittany nodded

"I'm thinking soon is never gonna come." said Brittany

"It will…. one day." said Santana

Brittany smiled

"Now where were we?" smirked Santana leaning in to lightly kiss Brittany; Brittany pulled her towards the desk, and Santana lied down, and Brittany straddled her; they lightly began kissing, building up their desire for each other; Brittany's hand began slowly traveling up Santana's leg.

"Wait… I'm gonna go get something… you get unchanged." said Santana lightly kissing her cheek, before running out; closing the door afterwards. Brittany followed Santana's instructions and was sat on the desk, in just her underwear, Brittany's face lit up when the door opened.

"Oh my god… Brittany, what are you doing?" said Rachel

"Nothing…." said Brittany pulling her cheerios' top back on, she pulled her skirt up and quickly walked out, her embarrassment slowly disappearing, as she got further and further away from Rachel who was still looking at her in disgust.

Brittany reached the end of the corridor, and slowly Santana smugly smiling at her.

"I hate you." said Brittany lightly pushing her

"Ow… I told you I'd get you back… Although Berry really wasn't in my plans." said Santana putting her pinkie up, Brittany linked and they began walking off.

"What was in your plans then?" said Brittany

"Oh I was all for getting you out of your clothes; and getting our mack off… I had no intention of fulfilling it…" said Santana

"Oh so you were just gonna leave me?" said Brittany

"Pretty much. But then again seeing Berry walk in; actually made my day." said Santana lightly laughing

"Shut up! The way she looked at me…" said Brittany

"She probably thought you were getting off by yourself… since you've ran out of boys." said Santana smiling, "Little does she know!"

"That I'm turning my attention to girls… well, one girl." said Brittany

Santana smiled

"Girls, choir room." said Rachel walking passed, "Nice to see you've found your clothes on this time."

Santana laughed and then tried to stifle it as Brittany looked at her, clearly embarrassed.

"Come on." said Santana following Rachel, Brittany stopped her.

"I will get you back, you know that right?" said Brittany

"Is this what our relationship is based on?" said Santana smirking

Brittany looked around and then lightly kissed Santana.

"When you finally admitted this to everyone… I'll stop." said Brittany in between kisses

Santana groaned as Brittany pulled away and walked off, looking at her from behind.

"Brittany." said Santana walking after her, "You can't keep doing that."

Brittany giggled and then found an empty seat in front of Santana.

"Alright, I have the list for solos…. and I'm a little surprised at whose trying out. Rachel, Kurt, Mercedes, Santana…. and Brittany." said Mr Schue

"I want my singing and dancing to shine." said Brittany

Mr Schue smiled

"Good Job… Well I was thinking you could whip up a song and perform it for the rest of us. Shall I say in a week? Rachel, first… through to Brittany last." said Mr Schue

Rachel immediately turned to Finn, as Santana looked at Quinn who was talking to Brittany about her dancing.

Santana felt a hand on her shoulder; she looked and saw Mr Schue.

"Can we talk in my office?" said Mr Schue

Santana rolled her eyes, and followed Mr Schue into his office, Mr Schue asked her to sit, and she did as he closed the door; and sat behind the desk.

"Santana, I just wanted to clear a few things up." said Mr Schue

Santana rolled her eyes, and leaned back in the chair, which was really uncomfortable; being old and half broken.

"You seem to have tension with several members of the club… Has it became a problem?" said Mr Schue

"Oh… Mr Schue, I'm fine… with everyone." said Santana

Mr Schue looked at her

"Are you sure?" said Mr Schue

"Positive." said Santana

Santana slowly move her hair out of her top; Mr Schue saw her hickey; and remembered something Quinn was saying to Brittany.

"You're free to go." said Mr Schue

Santana nodded, and slowly stood up.

"I know, I'm kinda a bitch… to certain people; Hobbit, and lady lips mostly… I don't mean it." said Santana

"Alright, Santana." said Mr Schue, "I'm here… if you wanna talk; about anything."

Santana nodded and opened the door and walked out; she lightly hopped onto the piano, and began talking to Tina and Kurt.

Brittany walked to her side, and lightly leaned against her; Santana lightly placed her hand on her lower back.

"I want you… so bad, right now." whispered Brittany letting her breath travel down Santana's neck teasingly; Santana moved slightly away from her, Brittany pressed her body against Santana's back.

"Stop please?" whispered Santana looking at her, Brittany nodded and walked off, sitting at the back, Santana felt guilty for sending her away, and walked out, sitting next to her.

"I knew you wanted it…" said Brittany

"Britt, indoor voices." said Santana

"Sorry… anyway, do you wanna hang out tonight?" said Brittany

"Sure." said Santana

Brittany smiled, and lightly leaned her head on Santana's shoulder. Santana rubbed her back, and then turned to see Rachel glancing at them.

"I think we have a stalker." said Brittany

"I'll get rid of her." said Santana

"Why? She's not gonna tell…" said Brittany

"Because she's not gonna find out. Britt, she's nothing… I don't see big deal with telling everyone in Glee… It's not like we like them." said Santana

"I love everyone in Glee… we're a family, Santana. I can't continue hiding my feelings for you; so I'm going to admit it, and you can deny it, and we're over or admit it and we can be together." said Brittany

"What? Are you serious?" said Santana

Brittany looked away from her, but nodded.

"Fine… do what you; but if you dare suggest I'm anything but straight… I will end you." said Santana before getting up, and walking to the door.

"Santana, I was hoping we could help each other with our song." said Rachel stepping in front of her, Santana rolled her eyes

"You know what? Take the freaking solo… I'm out." shouted Santana

"Out? What?" said Rachel

"I'm out of Glee…. I quit." shouted Santana walking to the door

"Santana!" shouted Brittany

Santana slammed the door afterwards, Brittany rushed out after her, much to the gossip of everyone else, who began talking, gossiping about them. Mr Schue was stood near his office door, he wiped his chin and then slowly walked out, to find Santana and talk to her.

Santana was sat on the floor near her ocker, Brittany sat next to her.

"Listen, I'm sorry. I would never use your sexuality… as a way of forcing you to admit…-"said Brittany

"Britt, these people are not your friends. Where was Tina or Kurt, or Mercedes … where was any of them when you broke up with Artie… when he called you stupid…-"said Santana

Santana slowly rubbed her hands together, feeling guiltier for shouting at Brittany, than anything; slowly Brittany leaned in and lightly kissed her; Santana wanted to kiss her back, but pulled away instead.

"I just wanna be alone." said Santana

"I'll meet you later?" said Brittany

Santana shrugged her shoulders, and Brittany slowly walked off. Mr Schue touched Brittany's shoulder as she walked past the corridor.

"She's still upset." said Brittany

"I gathered." said Mr Schue

Brittany walked back to the choir room, as Mr Schue walked to Santana; and slowly sat down next to her.

"It's not gonna help, you know?" said Mr Schue

"Mr Schue, I quit Glee… now, just leave me alone. I'm not in the mood to stare at your collection of vests… or another of your pathetic attempts of saying Life doesn't suck, when it so clearly does." said Santana

Mr Schue nodded, and rubbed her shoulder, as he could tell she was more upset than she showed, he looked ahead. after a few seconds, Mr Schue looked at her.

"She's doesn't understand why you want to hide how amazing you really are." said Mr Schue, "You think lying about your sexuality will make people accept you… it won't you know. Santana, being gay is nothing to be ashamed of…-"

"I'm not lying about anything." snapped Santana, "I'm not gay."

Mr Schue nodded

"Okay…" said Mr Schue, "Can I know the reason you quit Glee?"

Santana scoffed

"You were completely fine, and then you spoke to Brittany and then quit… What did she say that made you quit?" said Mr Schue

"I actually spoke to Laura Bush junior…-"said Santana, "I can't do this. I've quit, and I'm not coming back."

"Santana, we need you." said Mr Schue, "You're an amazing singer; and I'm sure your fellow friends would have loved to see you sing at Nationals."

Santana laughed

"Friends… You have to be joking. You may have convinced Britt, and the rest of the trolls in that in club that we're one big happy family; but I see the truth… this is nothing." said Santana storming off,