Title: My Life, As I Know It
Rating: M, Sexy Time
Fandom: Glee
Pairings: Brittany and Santana, Other Minor Pairings
Disclaimer: I do not own glee or the characters from glee in this story.
A/N: First Fanfic, trying something out. Let me know what you think and what you would like to see in this story. I don't know how many chapters I'll make it. If I get good feedback i'll keep going. Thanks :)
Chapter 1.
Waking up this morning something just felt different. It felt like my life is finally where it's supposed to be. Looking over at the beautiful blonde laying next to me I sigh. I never thought I'd be here. I quietly get out of bed and put on the clothes that were spread across the floor and make my way into the kitchen. I flip on the coffee pot and sit down at the island waiting for it to finish.
... It's been 7 years since I graduated high school and my life has completely changed for the best. I graduated from NYU with a bachelor's degree in music, I finally got my big break after performing a the local bar I worked at and along the way i proposed to my long time girlfriend, the love of my life, my soul mate Brittany S. Pierce who has since graduated from Julliard and now has one of the most successful dance studios in the country. The world has been good to me. I never thought in high school that any of this would be possible. After my parents kicked me out for being a lesbian I thought my life was over. I mean what kind of parents disown their own daughter just because she's in love. I never understood that and I don't think I will. But thank god I had my friends and Brittany there to keep pushing me, otherwise I don't think I would have made it.
"Baby?" I hear from afar. "Huh?" I say. "Where'd you go?" My amazing fiancé asks as she makes her way over to me.
"Oh, I must have been day dreaming" I say with a big smile on my face. I open my arms out for her to walk into. She wraps her arms around my shoulders as I snake mine around her waist. "Mmm, I love you" she kisses my lips passionately then pulls away just as I'm about to deepen it. "Heeyyyyyy " I whine, "I wantz to get my sweet lady kisses on wit my fiancé!" I say. She giggles, that giggle gets me every time. "Didn't you get enough of that last night?" She says. Now it's my time to giggle, "you know I can never get enough of you baby!" She smiles that beautiful smile that I fell in love with all those years ago.
"Babe you have to get going or you're going to be late!" "The boss can never be late babe, that's the great thing about owning your own record label. I get to make my own schedule" I say with a smirk. "True but you have meetings to get to." "What time do you think you'll be done?" she asks. "I should get outta there by 3. What time does your class end?" She scrunched her eyebrow as if she's thinking real hard. God I love her. "My last class ends at 2:30 so I should be home by the time you get home and then we can have the rest of the day to ourselves!" She says with that sexy smirk she does. Ahhh it's drives me crazy, how did I get so lucky. "Okay babe, I guess I'll get dressed. That wicker I get there the quicker ill get home and get to cuddle with you." She smiles, "exactly baby!"
I look at my phone and its 2:45. I'm just finishing up at the office and getting ready to go home when my assistant buzzes in. "Miss Lopez there are 2 people here asking to speak to you. They said its important!"
"Who is it Laura?" I ask.
"They said they're your parent!"
I freeze. What are they doing here? What do they want? How did they know I work here? So many questions are going through my head I ask most didn't hear Laura buzz in again, "Miss Lopez?"
I scoff, "ugh send them in Laura and then you can go home!" "Okay miss Lopez, thank you. Have a good day" she says.
I sit there waiting, wondering why they're here. I have heard from them in 7 years. Not after they disowned me.
I quickly text Brittany and tell her that my parents are here. She texts back sayings she's on her way.
Right after I get her message there's a knock on the door. "Come in!"
In walks my parents.. "Hello mija."
