Hello people of the internet!
Missed you!
This story will be a Quinntana story. All of you who are Brittana fan, I'm sorry- I want to write about a fictional couple.
Pay attention to the dates during the story, muy importante!
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prologue
15/10/2009
Santana,
The love of my life. You are the love of my life. I know that we've been dating for a while now and that I've loved you for quite some time now, but I only recently decided that you'll be my the greatest love in my life, which automatically makes you the love of my life.
I remember exactly where we were when it happened. It was a lazy Saturday morning and we were sitting on the old brown couch you have in your room, your legs were resting on my lap. You were zipping through channels, looking for something on the television we could watch and with the frustration building up inside of you, you through your hands to the air and accidentally hitting my face with the remote control.
I started bleeding immediately and with great pain I opened my eyes to look into yours and found an apologetic look spread across your face. Well, it was just for a second before you started laughing your ass off. While I was loosing a serious amount of blood, you were holding your stomach who started hurting you from laughing to hard. Of course that after a couple of minutes (and some drops of my blood reaching the floor) you got up and took care of me.
In that moment I knew that you were the love of my life because I've never felt happier even with what felt like a broken nose (and after the trip to the doctor's office, turned out to be just that).
You once asked me why I was even with you and why I loved you. It was just the start of our relationship and you kept saying and feeling that I deserve better then you. I don't like the answer that I gave you Back then because 'you are so amazing' doesn't even begin to describe my deep feelings for you.
So the love of my life, I'm going to try now. I love you because:
Well, you are amazing so that is one of the many reasons, but there are so much more:
- The way you look at me, like I'm the only thing that matters.
- You cook for me.
- You always try to make me laugh (and succeed most of the time).
- You are my best friend.
- You are always there for me.
- You are so damn sexy ;)
- Your raspy voice you have when you wake up in the morning.
- How good of a friend you are (even though you are constantly denying being nice to someone else but me).
- Your loyalty.
- You make me feel loved.
- You never stop being romantic and cheesy.
- You would do anything for me.
- Our shared love of sports.
- Your smell.
- Your spontaneous.
- You make me happier than I ever thought possible.
- The cute way you bite your bottom lip when you feel nervous.
I love you Santana Lopez, and I will never stop.
So the love of my life, I hope my poor writing skills won't make you want to kill your self because I will be way to sad if you'll die.
Sincerely yours,
Quinn Fabray
P.s- I hope ending with a joke didn't ruin the latter.
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Hello everyone. This is the prologue, that is why it is short. I am in a serious writers block and I hope that maybe this story will help get things started again. Please respond and tell me what you think, your reviews always makes me happy and passionate about writing.
Thank you everybody.
Spencer ;)
