A/N: This is just a simple short drabble I wrote. Hope you all enjoy! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or these amazing characters. They are property of Ryan Murphy and Fox.
She's still in love with him. She'll never not be in love with him. The last thing she wants to think about is where it all when wrong. All she knows is that she has to tell him that she's not giving up on him; on them. He might believe that they're done but she knows they're far from it.
It's 2AM on a school night and if her parents knew she was out, walking the streets of this small town she calls home, they would kill her, or worse, she'd be grounded for the rest of her life.
She can see his house from where she's standing and she knows that she'll have no problem getting into his bedroom. It's been raining for two days straight and he always sleeps with the window open when the weather is like this. He loves it when it drizzles.
A few minutes later she climbs his bedroom window as quietly as she can but isn't so successful. She knocks something over with her foot and it startles Finn awake.
"What are you doing here Santana? It's 2:30 in the morning. You're crazy."
"Finn, just shut up and let me say what I have to say and then I'll leave. These past few months, I've never felt more alone. I don't know what I'm doing or who I really am without you. All I know is that this thing between us is real. It's not just something that we can toss away and just forget about. Don't you feel it, Finn? Just when you think you've moved on, that feeling that you were trying so desperately to get rid of just creeps up and tangles itself to your insides again. Because even the universe knows that we were meant to be together. That I'd be everything you'd want and you'd be everything I'd want. Finn, You're all I want. You're all I'll ever want."
Santana stands there for a few seconds, letting her words sink in. She turns to leave, and just as she has one foot out the window Finn grabs her wrist and pulls her back inside. He doesn't say anything, just pulls her closer to him. He wraps one of his arms around her waist and tangles his fingers in her hair as he leads her slowly towards his bed. He lays her down gently and before she can say anything else, his lips are on hers and she honestly has never felt more in love than in that moment.
"Remind me why I fell in love with you, Santana." She does. With every cell of her being.
Later, when they're tangled up in his sheets Finn turns to her and smiles. She can feel the butterflies in her stomach that never really go away whenever she's with him and places her hand on his cheek.
"As long as I can touch your skin I know we'll make it."
She believes Finn's words and she knows they'll be okay.