A/N: Someone asked me to write a Brittana story, so I came up with this...thing? I know how passionate the Brittana fandom is, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I won't get things thrown at me.

Enjoy! :)

Lovers Lost and Found

I try to hold back tears of frustration as I toss the phone aside. It's been weeks since I've seen you. Weeks since I've been able to touch you. It seems that everything is trying to keep us apart. Parents, school, Cheerios, you name it, and especially him. And the time we've spent away from each other is only making things worse between us as we disprove the 'absence makes the heart grow fonder' cliché. We get frustrated with each other each and every day because our longing to be reunited again is so powerful. This desire is too great for us to know how to handle it well.

I venture outside in hopes that the darkness will help me forget about how much I need you, about how much I'm hurting. I lie down in the grass and gaze up at the stars looking for some sort of answer. I breathe deeply as I let the tears fall at last. My eyes shut tightly as I turn to my side and curl into a ball, wishing that I could just fade away. My body shakes violently from the sobs as I am overcome by my own heartbreak, oblivious to the world outside of my own little bubble. So, naturally, I don't even notice the car pulling into the driveway or the footsteps eventually making their way towards me.

I continue crying for what seems like hours until I feel arms wrap around me. A gentle breeze blows and your familiar scent fills my senses. You turn me around and hold me tight as you murmur how sorry you are for taking this long to break up with Artie and that nothing will ever stand in our way again. You place a light kiss on my lips and what you thought was going to be a simple kiss turned out to be much more as the fire within both of us is ignited at last. Hands roam with no boundaries. Tongues battle for dominance. Moans and sighs of pleasure fill the night air. We start off kissing slowly and sensually, but one simple flick of my tongue on your bottom lip triggers something inside you.

You roll us over, so you're on top of me and tear off my shirt before I can say a word. As you push me down, I gasp at the cool sensation of the damp grass meeting my naked flesh. Your hands instantly reach towards different parts of my body. One forces my hands up over my head as the other grabs one of my breasts. Your lips latch onto my neck and I can no longer think straight. I wriggle beneath you incessantly. My back arches as your lips trail up from my neck to my ear. You nip and tug at it causing me to squirm even more in the dew covered grass.

I'm completely at your mercy as you tease and torment my helpless body. I'm far too consumed with the aching feeling growing between my legs to even wonder for a second if someone could be watching us make love in the wee hours of the morning. Nothing could stop us now. Nothing could tear us apart now. Not after the passion within us was sparked yet again with one simple kiss.