Title: I'll Never Get Over You
Author: lps-record
Rating: K
Spoilers:None.
Summary: Ficlet- Santana heard Brittany is married and leaves her a voicemail. Inpired by Adele's "Someone Like You".

A/N: A very short little ficlet. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing and if it doesn't make any sense or doesn't have any good flow it's because I literally wrote it in 15 mins. It was a cathartic experince. This is my first Brittana experince, let's see how it goes.

I dedicate this to all the unrequited lovers out there who have fallen in love with their best friends and had to endure seeing them be with someone else.

Also to Adele. Adele, you make me feel things. Thank You.

Oh, and Naya Rivara, your character's story is mine personafied.

All mistake are mine. All characters belong to Ryan Murphy and team.


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[crackle]

"Hey Britt it's me. I, uh, [a chuckle is heard] I'm actually very happy you haven't changed your number in the last, what, 10 years? [Soft giggle] Um, I wanted to say I'm sorry I haven't kept in touch with you the last couple of years. I don't know if you heard but I came back to Lima a little while ago to visit my family. I ran into Tina and you won't believe what went through my mind when she told me you settled down here in Lima and that you were now Mrs. Abrams.

[Airy, somber laugh]

I don't know if I should be hurt or relieved that you didn't send me an invitation to your wedding, but I guess you know me too well and know how volatile and unpredictable I can be. In one hand, I wouldn't have attended a wedding in which I would get to see the love of my life marry someone that wasn't me. But in the other hand, and despite everything, I'd probably would've shown up to show you my support, because that's what friends do and your friendship has been one of the most important ones in my life. I would've sacrificed my emotions for you, just to see you happy. Because I loved seeing you happy, because you'd glow and you would giggle and I don't know how I would've handled you glowing and looking at him with your baby blues.

I honestly hope he makes you happy and that he'll be able to provide everything I couldn't. That he'll love you openly and without fear. That he'll know you only like the marshmallows in your Lucky Charms, that he'll know which corner of Lima Heights to get Lord Tubbington's illegal Cuban cigars from and that he'll know how to touch and kiss that spot on your lower back that makes your toes curl.

I'll try to get over you but I think I won't ever find someone like you again. You've always been so unique, like a unicorn. And no one will ever compare to that blonde, blue-eyed girl I fell for in 1st grade. The little girl who placed a Hello Kitty band-aid on my scraped knee and told me a hilarious story of an octopus driving a submarine to stop me from crying. Or that sexy 17 year old cheerleader who would with one word could stop me from ripping someone a new one.

You know, I'm kind of glad you sometimes forget how to answer your phone and that this call went directly to voicemail because hearing your voice after all this time would've killed me.

I want you to know that if I ever cross your mind in the future, remember what we had and that I'll always regret not fighting for you, for us, and know that I'll probably love you forever. I pinky promise you that.

I love you, Brittany.

Bye."

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[Broken sobs from a blonde fade into the night]


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