Trying something different. Please let me know what you think.

2016

I can't believe Santana actually said "yes" to Puck of all people. Granted it was a room full of people and I'm sure she didn't want to embarrass him but I seriously can't believe she is thinking about marrying this guy. I take out my phone sending a text to her.

-We need to talk- Britt

-Later, I promise- Tina

The text came before I could put my phone away. I couldn't help but get butterflies after reading the message. My mind is on a whirlwind, I don't know what I would do if Santana was to get married to anybody besides me. Santana and I have known each other since we were 8 years old when my family moved to Ohio from Colorado; she was my next door neighbor, my best friend, and eventually became my worst heartache. Let's set the record, Santana and I have never been in a relationship but there has always been something going on between us. It first started at my 14th birthday party; my parents had rented a water park where pretty much the whole school came as well as family.

Aug 2003

"Wakey Wakey, Britty," Santana says while jumping in my bed, waking me out of my slumber.

"What time is it?" I ask in groggy tone, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I turn to get a glimpse at Santana surprised to see that she's still in her pajamas.

"7 o'clock," I feel breathed into my ear, giving me shivers down my spine. "Happy Birthday Britt," Santana says before leaving a lingering sloppy kiss on my cheek. My heart races as Santana cuddles into my side, almost like she's trying to mold our bodies together. I let out a soft sigh and wrap my arm around Santana's small waist to bring her as close as she wants to be.

"I missed you last night," Santana says barely above a whisper. These are the moments I live for, when Santana opens up and says what's on her heart.

"I told you to come," I say with amusement in my tone because we had a whole debate on her coming to dinner with my family last night. She kept saying how she didn't want to impose on my family time seeing as most of my family is visiting from Colorado but I told her it didn't matter. Have I mentioned how stubborn my best friend is?

"Next time," Is all she says as she lightly kisses my cheek before closing her eyes. I watch her for a while until I close my eyes, taking a deep breath. I've been crushing on Santana for a long time and it's not getting any easier especially when we spend so much time together and sadly all she wants to do is talk about my older brother Sam. It makes me sad but at the same time I think if she's interested in my brother Sam then there's a chance that she may be interested in me, as pathetic as that sounds.

"You're cute when deep in thought," I hear from Santana. I slowly open my eyes to find Santana staring at me with an intense look. I don't know how to respond to her so I tentatively rub her side with my right hand while staring right back at her wondering what could be going on in her mind. Santana is like a mystery book, you can never figure out her next move or what she's thinking. It's scary yet intriguing, like I can't help but want to solve the mystery that is Santana Lopez.

"You're cute always," I decide to say after a few moments of silence. I don't know where the courage came from to say it but I'm glad I did because now Santana is gently caressing my cheek, moving her face so close to mine that I feel the puffs of breath coming from her slightly parted lips. Sexy lips, might I add. I can see the fight behind her eyes, debating if she really wants to take that step with me. I'm almost scared because I don't know if I'm quite ready to take that step either but I don't have much more time to think about it anymore because next thing I know, Santana's pouty lips are pressed against mine softly. My eyes flutter closed at the feeling, my heart jumps in surprise, my friend below twitches with excitement and everything in me is tingling as I freely run my hand up and down Santana's side squeezing her flesh as I went. Santana pulls away from my lips only to come back in for more, pulling my bottom lip into her mouth then slowly switching to my top lip. We kiss lazily until there's a loud knock on my door making Santana quickly pull away from me, separating our bodies completely.

"Wake up, Mom's making breakfast," I hear my sister yell through the door. I groan lightly at her interrupting my moment with Santana.

"I, I um, I think I should go," Santana says attempting to get out of my bed before I grab her to hold her back.

"What about breakfast? I thought you were staying?" I ask desperately trying to meet her eyes with no such luck. I take a deep breath because I see Santana shutting herself off from me and there's nothing I can do about it. I watch her study me before she leans in whispering 'happy birthday' and pecks my lips a few times.

"Meet you downstairs," she says as she gets out of bed and walks out my door. I let out a breath, and then smile as I lick my lips and taste the distinct taste of Santana.

2016

As soon as I make it to my apartment, I go straight to the fridge to grab a beer then to my bedroom to get the blunt I rolled earlier today; had a feeling I would need it later. I make my way back to the living room, taking a swig of my beer as I sit on the couch taking a deep breath trying my best not to think about Santana getting engaged tonight. I take the lighter off my coffee table and light my joint taking a nice good hit before letting it go. I sit in silence drinking my beer and smoking, debating on calling Santana again until there's a knock at my door. I slowly get up to answer the door with the joint still lit, I'm pretty open about the fact that I smoke so it's nothing to hide when I have guest. I check the peephole to see who it is and surprise, surprise it's Santana.

"Hey," she says looking at me with apologetic eyes.

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