For Me Brittana is Endgame.

A/N

First attempt at a fic, so don't be too harsh. Any constructive criticism is very welcome.

HEYA Fic ,not Brittana.

After reading so many fics where its Naya trying to get Heather, I thought it would be interesting to have one from Heather's point of view. Especially to why she supports Bartie, or at least pretends to.

Extended Summary: HEYA FIC. Heather is tired of answering the same questions over and over again. Who does she want Brittany to end up? The answer is always Artie but

that's who Taylor, her publicist and her manager want her to end up with. She just wants Naya and the less time she stays with her, the less time she has to hurt and long for the girl she thinks she can never have.

Arriving back from yet another interview Heather collapsed in her sofa, exhausted. Her body sunk slowly, the sofa moulding to her shape as she felt her muscles relax. Season 3 was beginning soon and all the cast were being overworked, having to shoot episodes as well as get the hype up ,for what was supposed to be the best season yet.

Every interview was the same, they asked her who she wanted to be on the show, what was going to happen, her ideal storyline, her favourite part about going on tour and for any backstage gossip. Normally she was happy to answer, being around the fans and journalists humbled her, knowing she could have easily never been a part of it, but today was different. Maybe it was all starting to get to her, the questions. She didn't know how much longer she could carry on.

The lying, to Taylor, to her mother, to the cast and to Naya. Naya, that was were her problems always started. The truth was that she was in love with her best friend, the last two years had been better than any of the five with Taylor. The way Naya described it was perfect. 'God has laid a hand', Heather hadn't know what it was from the beginning, she thought that they were just going to be really good friends but after Mark's season one cast party she knew that it wasn't that. It was love at first sight.

*FLASHBACK*

It was a Wednesday night in 2009. Ryan had given them the rest of the week off, after a very successful first episode. Though Heather hadn't actually appeared in the first episode she was invited as a member of the cast. Heather arranged to car share with Naya as they both lived in the same neighborhood. Arriving at the house a bit early, she called Naya before ringing the doorbell.

"Hey"

"Hey, where are you"

"I'm just outside, I can wait if your no-

"No its fine, there's a key under the mat, come up I'm almost ready".

"Okay, see you soon"

"Bye"

Heather walked up to the and slipped her hand slowly under the mat. The key was right where Naya said it would be. She would probably have to move that if the show took off like it was meant too. Stepping inside Heather took a quick look around, trying to take everything and anything in. Though they had quickly become close friends neither had been to each other's houses before.

From the entrance, Heather stepped into the living room. The room was open plan with a kitchen to the left and two bedrooms to the right. Though the house was new, it had been tastefully decorated with cream walls and different furniture and artwork. A light grey fabric sofa was in the middle with two matching armchairs cornering either side and a large television was in front. The kitchen had a large black, marble countertop with a expensive looking fridge, cooker and dishwasher. Heather called out, not wanting to disturb the Latina but just let her know she was there.

"Naya, I'm here"

"One second I'm just getting my make-up on"

"Its fine, I'm early. I really like your apartment.

"Thanks, I moved in like a month ago when I got Glee, before I was just rooming with an old friend from school."

"Its lucky Glee is looking like its gonna be successful then"

"Yeah, are you excited for tonight, first cast party"

"I don't know, I don't really feel part of the cast yet. I mean not until I'm actually in an episode. I'm not sure I'll fit in.

"Heather, you're as much as part of the cast as anyone. Just wait for the fans to see you dance, you'll be their favourite character from the first move and don't worry about tonight. You've met Chris and Jenna and everyone else is really nice. And you've got me. I promise not to leave your side, unless you want me to"

"Of course I won't want yo-"

That was when Naya finally exited the room. She wasn't dressed in anything special. Her outfit consisted of figure-hugging black skinny jeans with a white vest top and black blazer. Yet to Heather she was looking at the most beautiful thing in the entire world.

"What, do I look that bad... I can change if-

"No, you look beautiful.. I mean you look nice."

"Thank you, you look nice to. Now lets go, we don't want all the good alcohol gone.

You followed right behind. Not knowing how you were going to contain yourself for an entire evening.