"You're my soul mate"
"Santana!" You call out desperately. It's no use, she's already halfway through the school for sure. You run off into the hallway, seeking out the brunette, desperate to feel the warmth of her skin against yours again. How could I do that to her? You thought. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
It only took a few moments to regret what had come out of your mouth. She poured her heart and soul into one speech, finally declaring how much she loved you. She voiced exactly the same feelings you had been denying yourself having for months- no, years now, the feelings she had denied having for you multiple times before, each time hurting more than the last. Then, because of Artie- A stupid boy- you completely knocked her down when she was at the most vulnerable. The worst part is, you didn't even mean to do it. You love him, but you're in love with her. It only took 2 seconds after she stormed off, tears streaming down her face, for you to realize that. You always have been. And now, you might have missed your chance.
You run down the halls, screaming her name at the top of your voice, viciously pushing away anyone who dared put themselves in your path. The only thing you care about now is finding her, the girl you're madly in love with.
After what feels like hours but can truly only be minutes of searching, you find her, broken down and sobbing outside of the building sitting on a bench.
"San..." The Latina snaps her head towards you at the sound of your voice.
"What do you want?" She replies, sniffling and wiping a tear away from her eyes just to be replaced with new ones. You position yourself kneeling by her feet, hands on her knees. She is no longer looking at you, but instead staring into the distance to avoid your gaze.
"San, look at me" Your voice cracks at the end of the sentence and you find yourself crying too, no matter how hard you try not to. "I'm... I'm sorry." You say, only to be ignored. "Artie... You're right. He's just a stupid boy. It's you I want to be with, and nothing can or will stand in my way. I didn't mean what I said in there. I mean what I'm going to say now, so listen. I love you. I've loved you since the first time we met, even if I didn't know it. Countless times you've told me that you didn't love me. It crushed my heart, every time more so." She's listening intently by now, trying to stifle her sobbing to hear every word you have to say. "Remember that time we were assigned to do duets and I wanted to sing 'Come to my window' with you? And then you turned me down. That was when I started going out with Artie. To make you jealous, to make you feel what I felt. But that was a mistake, and boy do I regret it. I love you, and it's stupid for me to try to deny that. Only you."
You take her hands in yours, cherishing the feel, trying to get her to believe that what you're saying is as true as it gets.
"I was so proud of you in there, to be able to tell me how you feel like that. I know how scary it is. I know. I just wanted you to know that I feel the same way. Santana, I love you so much it hurts. Like, physically hurts. You're my soul mate Santana." You finally finish everything you have to say. You hadn't expected to say all of this, but now it's out, and it's better that way. You mean every word.
After a moment of silence, she pulls you up, crashing your lips together. The kiss is sloppy, but you both try to convey everything you're feeling in it.
"You're my soul mate Britt." She finally uttered.