Chapter 1
Santana, a short feisty Hispanic brunette, and Brittany, a tall bubbly fair skinned blonde, had been living in there Newyork apartment for nearly a year now and everything was, is going great. They had moved in just before collage started, they picked this one because it was the closest 2 bedroom apartment in there price range to NYC (Both girls had gotten in to NYC). They would have just got a 1 bedroom apartment if it wasn't for the fact that Santana's parents didn't know about her and Brittany's more then friends' relationship, having a 1 bedroom apartment would put sneaking suspicion on the pair. Brittany's parents on the other hard knew that they wore a couple. Brittany was never really good at keeping secrets from her parents and happened to accentually let slip that they wore dating one day, her parents were okay with it see as they were both free spirited hippies at heart.
"San, answer the phone…" Brittany said, nudging the sleeping brunette that was half on top of her. Santana's phone on her side of the bed kept ring and the sleeping beauty that was Brittany's girlfriend didn't seem to be making any attempts at doing something about it. "Santana! Answer your phone… Please." The blonde said, now sounding more annoyed.
"Mmm…" Santana mumbled while fumbling for her phone on her side table. Once locating the she continued to answer it and find out who was ruining her sleep in with her girl.
"What?" Santana snapped into her phone to the unknown caller.
"That is no way to greet your mother Santana!" Mrs Lopez replied in a thick Spanish accent.
"Sorry Mami… what is it that you want?" Santana replied in an annoyed tone. "Why is it that my mother always has to call in the morning when I still asleep?" Santana thought as she peered at the alarm clock that rested on her side of the bed. "What the hell its 7 in the morning on a Saturday and she decide now is the best time to call!" She was more then pissed she was furious, Saturday are her day for sleeping in and getting her cuddle on with her girl. "You do realize that its 7 in the morning here?" She voiced.
"Yes and that doesn't matter, you should get up early more often anyways and not waste your life sleeping!" Mrs Lopez replied, not really caring that she probably just woke her daughter up. "Anyhow… I just call to see how you are doing and talk about Christmas. You should call more often, it would be nice to hear how you are doing once and a while." Mrs Lopez replied, you could hear announce in her voice.
Santana rolled her eyes at her mother. "Sorry, I've just been really busy with school and work." It wasn't a complete lie, she had been busy with school and work during the week but she could of call them if she wanted to, she did have free weekends most of the time but she would rather spend them curled up with her blonde in bed then talk to her parents (That is what she would be doing right now if her mother didn't decide now was the best time to call her).
"Okay, well I call to ask you when you are coming down for Christmas. It's only going to be going to the three of us this year. You're Abuela can't make it this year because she is visiting you're Uncle Carlos and his family this year since he can't make it to ours. Your father and I also have some important news…" Mrs Lopez informed.
"I was kinda hoping to spend Christmas here…" Santana trailed off, hoping her mother wont be piss at the idea of her not coming home for Christmas, in her defence she did come home for Thanksgiving.
"Santana, why would you not want to come home for Christmas? What is so important that you would make you want to stay there and spend Christmas? Is there a boy there that you would rather be spending your time-?"
Santana interrupted her mothers rant, "NO! No Mami there is no boy! It's just..." she trailed off, not quite sure on what to say.
"Just what Santana, please enlighten me!" Mrs Lopez said laced with sarcasm.
"I gotta work Christmas Eve and it not like I'm going to be spending Christmas by myself Britt will be here since she can't be with her family this year. I'm staying here Mami… It's not like I didn't see you and Papi at Thanksgiving. I don't see what the big deal is." Santana replied, hoping her mother would drop.
"The big deal is that your father and I have some important news to share with you and we would like to have to conversation in person. Santana if you will not come to us your Father and I will come to you. This is important to us, no ifs or buts about it. I'll call you sometime this week with the details. Bye Santana" And with that Mrs Lopez hang up leaving a confused Latina lying in bed.
Santana sat up in bed blinking in confusion, "Britt wake up! Babe, come on wake up!" She said nudging the sleeping blonde next to her awake.
"What?" Brittany mumbled her voice full of sleep. "What ever it is can't it wait?"
"Britt…" Santana whined nudging the blonde more. The blonde reliantly turned too looked her girlfriend in her eyes and nodded slightly for her to continue. "My parents are coming here for Christmas! HERE FOR CHRISTMAS! OH MY GOD WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO? THIS IS SO NOT GOOD…" Her breathing increased so rapidly that she was sure she was having going to have a heart attack. She continued the rest of her rant in Spanish (a nervous habit she had picked up from her mother at a young age, when ever her mother would get mad or nervous she would always slip back in to her native tongue Spanish.)
"Honey, you need to calm down and breathe." Brittany replied calmly, even tho she was still a little bit confused at what was the matter, it didn't help much that she had just be abruptly awoken by a panicked brunette who now was having a panic attack, just like the ones she use to get in high school. After some soothing words, supplied by Brittany of cause, and some deep breaths Santana calmed down. "Now tell me what's wrong so we can both figure out away to fix it and go back to out morning cuddles. Okay?"
Santana nods and recounts the entire phone call, word for word (will mostly); she just had with her mother. "Britt…" She said, looking on with worried eyes. "What are we gonna do? I don't even get why they have to tell me some important news in person! Like that's what phones are for, telling people shit with out leaving you home or state for that matter."
Brittany watched her girlfriend, who had a look of complete worry plastered across her face. She couldn't help the smile that creped up on her face, she couldn't help but think how adorable the brunette looked when she would get worked up about something as trivial as her parents visiting her for Christmas. "Sweetie…" Brittany cooed. "Everything will be fine. Your parents will find a nice hotel to stay at while there here and they can come here –"
"But Britt…" Santana tried to interrupt but was cut off by the blonde before she could get her full sentence out.
"No buts, everything will be fine. You can show them around New York and we can cook them Christmas dinner. I'm sure your Mom will be surprised that you can cook and delighted that she gets a brake from all the work she normal does for Christmas dinner."
"Okay I get what you're saying but I don't like the idea that we don't get to be us at home when they are here. I know I'm not ready for them to know about 'us' yet… They probably won't even like 'us'." Santana whispered the last part as more of an after thought. "But I was so looking forward to have you all to myself for Christmas and it was going to be our first Christmas away from everyone, just us."
"I wanted that to… how bout we have our own Christmas were it's just the two of us."
"Britt, we can't cause my parents are coming." Santana said confused, "Has she even been listening to a word I siad" she thought.
"I mean silly is that we could have an early or late Christmas. Before you parents come or after when they go home. Well just be having a double Christmas." Brittany paused before she added "Do you think well have to buy to lots of presents for each other because we're having two Christmas because that would be awesome!"
"You're a born genius Britt." Santana smiled adoringly looking it to deep blue eyes. "If you want two lots of presents then we'll have two lots then."
Brittany leaned into Santana and captured her lips with her own before saying "Everything will be fine so don't worry. Now I think you should cuddle up with me and go back to sleep because I'm still sleepy. We can talk about this more later when we have breakfast, if you want to." Santana didn't have to say anything she just simply pulled Brittany it to a hug and kissed her passionately, putting everything she felt for the blonde right now in to the kiss. When they had to end the kiss, cause of lack of oxygen, the couple rolled over to cuddle with Santana playing the part of little spoon and Brittany being big spoon.
There weekend pasted and nothing more was said about Santana's parents visiting for Christmas.
AN: Okay so I've been reading fanfiction on here for a good while now and I thought I mite give writing a go. Um, If I'm doing anything wrong or you got some productive criticism for me I'm all ears. Any ways hoped you liked it. Also like to say that this story is going somewhere good so please stick around, there will be suprises along the way.