Hey there people. SO I was just doing my normal stuff when I suddenly got the urge to write the next chapter. Weird I know, I just wish I could write for my other fic With Santana and Quinn. Oh well, lets go!
Quinn stood in place lingering a little bit longer in the peace. She brought her hand up to her cheek where Santana had kissed her and smiled.
The door shut and Santana came back into the living area with a pizza box. "Really Fabray, pizza for breakfast?" Santana asked laughing.
Quinn smirked and started to walk in the direction of her friend then sat down next to her, opening the box of pizza.
Santana's face lit up, "Stuffed crust, pepperoni and pineapple pizza?" Santana said slowly. Quinn smiled and nodded, then grabbed a slice and handed it to the Latina.
"How, how did you even remember? We only had pizza together once, in like eighth grade..." Santana pondered, Quinn just shrugged and grabbed a slice for herself.
She remembered? How? Why? And why do I have butterflies again?
Santana leaned over and kissed Quinn's cheek again, lingering a little longer this time, "You're something else, you know that Q?"
Quinn turned her head and smiled at Santana, she noticed a slight blush in Quinn's cheeks, that stupid adorable blush.
And just like that they were back in their little world. They kept their gazes for a little bit before Quinn broke it to eat the pizza.
After they finished off the 'breakfast' Quinn left for the kitchen, coming back with two cups with tea in them. Tea.
"We have tea?" Santana asked surprised, When did we buy that? Quinn shrugged, "I guess so, it was in your kitchen cupboard, and I thought it would be good for our upcoming conversation," she lowered her voice at the last two words.
"Since when did you like tea?" Santana asked, "For awhile now," Quinn responded. Santana's heart clenched, it was just one little thing, but it proved just how much she didn't know about her friend after all.
She took the cup from Quinn and took a sip before placing on the table. It was calming, nice.
"So," Quinn started after taking a sip of her own, "what happened with Britt?" she asked softly.
Santana took a deep breath, "She- we broke up," "I'm sorry," Quinn said placing her hand over Santana's for comfort.
She shook her head, "Don't be, she should the one that's sorry," Santana exclaimed. Quinn looked slightly puzzled, "I came down for a surprise visit," Santana started to explain further, "and," she sighed, "I caught her making out with someone."
She finished, tears starting to push against the back of her eyes, this was the first time she said it out loud. Quinn squeezed Santana's hand before letting go and wrapping her arm around her.
"I can't believe she did that," Quinn whispered, "she's such a jerk" Quinn mumbled to herself but Santana was close enough to hear it.
"So are you okay?" Quinn asked her voice still soft and reassuring, "I loved her," Santana whispered, "I loved her and she cheats on me?!" Santana rose her voice. Her tears finally falling.
Quinn rubbed her arm up and down in an attempt to calm her down. She knew that Santana loved Brittany, she knew that Brittany meant the world to her, but what she didn't know was why Brittany had gone and done that. She thought that Brittany had loved Santana just as much as Santana loved her. Guess she was wrong.
"I guess she had a good excuse," Santana started talking again, "I wasn't there with her and I couldn't give her what she wanted."
"No," Quinn exclaimed, "no, San it didn't matter if you weren't there with her 24/7 she knew what she was getting into when she agreed to go long distance. Just because you were gone didn't mean that she got permission to go and be with anyone she wanted."
"But I-" Santana tried to speak, "no buts San, what she did was completely wrong and stupid. Anyone would be lucky to have you as their girlfriend, you're so pretty and talented." Quinn paused and then continued in a softer tone "But you're so much more than that San, you're sweet, caring, and compassionate, even if you don't let people know," "you're so passionate in whatever you do, and you never do things halfheartedly," she let out a breathy laugh, "besides homework," Santana smiled, "you put everything you have into every song you sang," "and you don't like making yourself vulnerable, but you did for Britt, and you fell in love, you loved her with all your heart, and you told her that."
Quinn said the last few words so quietly it was barely a whisper, Santana looked up and saw that there were tears on Quinn's face.
Santana wiped them away with her thumb before continuing, "She didn't love me," Quinn's head snapped up and she quickly spoke up, "of course she did, I know that she cheated on you but there was definitely a time when you meant everything to her."
Santana shook her head, "No Q, if she did then she wouldn't have done that, you never cheat on someone you love," Quinn's face softened.
"Because that mean's you're willing to hurt them," she let out a ragged breath, "and she was." "I was her as well as, not her one and only," Santana's tears started spilling out of her faster.
"I'd never do that to you," Quinn breathed out tightening her grip on Santana, "I know you wouldn't." Santana smiled remembering the time that they spent together, "Even when we were fighting, you always had my back, you took care of me," she paused, "like you're doing now."
"You're a great friend Q," she felt Quinn's body stiffen after she finished her sentence, but before she could find out why Santana's phone rang.
Quinn reached out using her left arm, not wanting Santana to leave her embrace. She smiled brightly when she saw who it was.
Santana wondered who could be calling to make Quinn so happy all of a sudden. Her questions were answered when Quinn put the call on speaker, Rachel Berry.
