I know, I know I teased so bad with the last chapter, I really didn't mean to and I'm not happy with what I did, therefore I'm making up for it in this chapter... Call it the reunion 2.0 my excuse its pretty bullshit but does kind of fit in with Brittany's character so...
Once again sorry :/ and thanks for your votes on the ships, I got mixed response on the Quinn ship so vote on Quinn and Dante, Quinn and Jorge, Quinn and Puck and maybe Quinn and Cameron but vote something else as well as just Quinn and Cameron cos I'm not sure if that's how I wanna go yet. I write this note before doing the chapter and the other one afterwards so I hope now that this will be a longer, more Brittana filled chapter:)
No beta again :(
Oh yeah for the whole i'll thing, I'm sorry, I'm writing this on an iPad and the autocorrect is a bitch, it changes words and that's why something's don't make sense, I'm not bad enough at English to make that mistake irl.
I do not own glee.
Chapter 4
Santana's POV
When I arrive home I stalk straight back up to my room, ignoring the calls of my name. I slam the door shut and slump down on my bed. Argh, what the fuck? I'm gone for 6 months and she doesn't even bother to acknowledge my existence! I need to confront her because seriously, it's like she didn't even know who I was.
School the next day
I'm walking down the halls of Mckinley, on my way to my English class when I feel a tight grip on my leather covered wrist and I'm suddenly pulled into an empty class room.
"What the hell do you think you're-" I look up and meet the eyes of my assailant and my breath hitches, anger evaporating, "Brittany." Her name comes out as a breath. She studies my face intently.
"Who are you?" She asks accusingly, I look at her confused.
"Brit, it's me, Santana." I say trying to study her expression,
"No you're not. So don't lie, who are you and what did you do with my best friend?" She snaps at me and I flinch.
"Brittany, it really is me, I know I look different but I've been gone a long time." I state calmly.
"It's not your looks that are making me think you aren't Santana, it's your whole act, you used to be sweet and kind and shy, and now you're mean, I know neither of us have ever liked Rachel but you've never snapped at her. So I'm going to ask one more time. Where. Is. Santana?" She stares into my eyes and I gulp.
"Please Britt, you've got to believe me, I promise I'm still the same person, let me prove it to you." I plead with her and her serious expression falters for a moment.
"When's my birthday?" She asks.
"Huh?"
"When's my birthday?" She repeats.
"February 2nd." I say with confidence, that was easy.
"That was an easy one. What's my favourite color?"
"You don't have one, you don't like picking favourites, you think it's unfair." She smiles slightly.
"What's the thing we never talk about?"
"That sour patch kids are jelly babies that turned to drugs." I say and I see her facade completely falter. A single tear rolls down her cheek and she pulls me into a tight embrace.
"Sanny." She whimpers into my ear.
"Hey Britt-Britt." I grip her even tighter, the contact sending tingles all over my body and causing my heart to flutter. I hear her sob into my shoulder and stroke her hair.
"Shhh... Don't cry." I say, barely holding back my own tears.
"I m-missed you s-so much." She croaks out, my own tears start to escape.
"Britt, you're starting to sound like me." I laugh out, and she giggles, we pull back from the hug at the same time but Keep a grip on each other, my hands are on her forearms and hers are on my elbows. We just stand there, staring at each other for what feels like hours, we break into grins and let go of each other. I take a step back and hold out my pinkie to link with hers, she smiles at the gesture and takes leave the classroom and I walk her to her lesson, smiling the entire way. I hug her and she heads into her math room.
I walk back the way we came intent on heading to my locker to grab my books. The halls are empty except for a figure standing next to my locker, sending me a knowing look.
"So, I'm guessing things went better with your mate today." She says smirking.
"What makes you say that?" I say unconvincingly.
"The stupid grin you've got plastered on your face and the fact that you're practically glowing." She states simply. I try to glare at her, but I fail miserably.
"Okay yes things went much better. We actually talked and I found out why she was ignoring yesterday." I say, still feeling a few tingles from out hug. Cameron looks at me wide eyed.
"Do you just say she?" Your mates a girl?" That removes the grin from my face and replaces it with a look of fear.
"I- don't tell the others." I beg.
"You're gay!" It's more of a statement then a question.
"Only straight I am is straight up bitch." I say and she smiles, finally losing the look of shock. But it transfers onto my face when she pulls me into a hug.
"You're the first gay person I've ever met, this is awesome... Wait until I tell-" I her interrupt before she can finish.
"What? No! You can't tell anyone, no one can no yet!" I yell at her and instantly regret it.
"Woah, calm down boss, I won't say anything, you can trust me." She says, seemingly hurt.
"I'm sorry for snapping at you, I do trust you, I just freaked me out." I assure her and she smiles.
"Don't worry about it boss. So who's the lucky lady, please tell me it's not that annoying midget, brunette girl." I laugh at the disgusted look on her face.
"No, definitely not, I'd rather be taken by the wolf. It's the tall blonde, with the amazing baby blue eyes and dancers body." I start fantasising and hear a laugh and a snapping noise.
"Earth to Santana!" Cameron says, snapping her fingers in front of my face. I shake out of my trance.
"Sorry, you lost me." I state, turning beet red. She laughs.
"Wow you're so in love." She chuckles out.
"What... No I'm not."
"Whatever you say."
"See you at lunch." I say before grabbing my books and heading to English, 20 minutes late.
Lunch comes around quickly and today I'm happy about it, yesterday we had to go home for lunch because I forgot to bring in my medication, yes I'm a werewolf on medication. I was to be on anti anxiety medication before I turned, and now I'm on a higher dosage since your feelings are heightens when you turn. Today I get to spend lunch with the glee club. I'm on my way to the cafeteria when I'm stopped by a blonde Cheerio, disappointingly it's not my blonde Cheerio.
Standing a few feet in front of me is my previous tormentor, Kitty Wilde. Before I moved away she would make it her mission to slushie my every single day and make my life a living hell. And now here she is, standing in front of me, a strange smile tugging at her lips.
"Hello Santana, long time no see." She greets me, while playing with her pony tail.
"Kitty." I say simply.
"Time really has been your friend hasn't it Chica. Maybe you should go missing more often." I roll my eyes at her attempted racial insult.
"What do you want Kitty, don't you have some toddlers to be scaring?" She smiles at me.
"I wanted to invite you to come eat lunch with us today, you can bring your little amigos if you like, the cheerios like a little bit of Mexican."
"We're Puerto Rican." I state but she ignores me.
"Think about it." She winks and then leaves me standing their, baffled. I think I might have some fun with this. I text Dante telling him to meet me in the choir room, I then think about what Brittany had said and send her a text as well. I still have her number memorised.
To Brittany 1:02 pm
Hey B, it's San, I was just texting to say I'm thinking of getting some payback on Kitty and wanted to check that it was alright with you. I know you got upset about what I said to Rachel and didn't want to make you feel like that again. Let me know
-SX
She replies almost immediately.
From Brittany 1:03 pm
The same Kitty that bullied you through the whole of sophomore and freshman year?
-Bx
To Brittany 1:05 pm
That's the one xxx
I receive another text a few minutes later.
From Brittany 1:07 pm
Show no mercy ;) xxx
I smile at the text... Oh this is going to be fun.
After meeting with Dante we both head into the cafeteria, we both have microphones attached across our faces and Dante has us set up with a docking station and speakers. Wasting no time I stand up on a table and everyone turns their attention to me, including the glee kids.
"Hey guys, for those who don't know, I'm santana Lopez and this-" I motion to Dante who's climbed up onto the table next to me. "Is my big brother Dante, now as you guys know, I used to be a nerd, like really really geeky, but I've changed not because I wanted to but because puberty works in mysterious ways." I hear a few laughs
"So today I got an invitation from Miss Cheerio queen, Kitty Wilde, inviting me to have lunch with her and the 'populars' and I thought I'd respond to her little request with a song I wrote last year, I think it was after a particularly bad week of slushie facials from those girls that I wrote this song so I thought it would be appropriate." I nod at Dante and he presses play on the docking station remote.
The intro music starts and I start walking down the table.
Santana:
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You were the popular one
The popular chick
It is what it is
Now I'm popular-ish
Dante:
Standing on the field
With your pretty Pompoms
Now you're working at the movies
Selling popular corn
I could've been a mess
But I never went wrong
Now I'm putting down my story
In a popular song
Santana:
Oh, oh,
Now I'm putting down my story
in a popular song
I jump down onto another table, closer to Kitty and Dante follows.
Both:
My problem I never was a model
I never was a scholar
But you were always popular
You were singing all the songs I don't know
Now you're in the front row cos my song is popular
Santana:
Popular
Dante:
I know about popular
Both:
It's not about who you are
Or your fancy car
You're only ever who you were
Santana:
Popular
Dante:
I know about popular
Both:
and all you have to do
Is be true to you
It's all you ever need to know
So catch up
Cos you've got an awful long way to go
So catch up
Cos you've got an awful long way to go
I jump down and stand on the cheerios table in front of Kitty. Her expression is blank.
Always on the lookout
for someone to hate
Picking on me
Like a dinner plate
You hid during classes
and in between them
Dunk me in the toilet
Now it's you who cleans 'em
I make a washing movement with my hand and the table laughs at Kitty who's fuming.
You try to make me feel bad
With the things you do
It ain't so funny
When the jokes on you
Jokes on you
Got everyone laughing
Got everyone clapping
Asking,
How come you look so cool?
Cause that's the only thing
That I learned at school boy,
Say that's the only thing
I learned at school
I jump down and stand on the glee table, Dante joining me this time.
Both:
My problem I never was a model
I never was a scholar
But you were always popular
You were singing all the songs I don't know
Now you're in the front row cos my song is popular
Santana:
Popular
Dante:
I know about popular
Both:
It's not about who you are
Or your fancy car
You're only ever who you were
Santana:
Popular
Dante:
I know about popular
I step back onto the cheerios table, hands behind my back.
Both:
and all you have to do
Is be true to you
It's all you ever need to know
So catch up
Cos you've got an awful long way to go
So catch up
Cos you've got an awful long way to go
Santana:
Popular
Dante:
I know about popular
Both:
It's not about who you are
Or your fancy car
You're only ever who you were
Santana:
Popular
Dante:
I know about popular
Both:
It's not about who you are
Or your fancy car
You're only ever who you were
Santana:
Popular
Dante:
I know about popular
Both:
and all you have to do
Is be true to you
It's all you ever need to know
Santana:
That's all you ever need to know.
The music fades out and I look down at kitty.
"You're looking a little flustered." I state and she looks at me angrily.
"Lets help you cool off." Dante says and she looks at him confused. We both bring our hands round from behind behind our back, her eyes go wide. We both simultaneously drop our slushies over her head and she gasps out in shock.
I smirk and the room remains silent.
"If you couldn't tell that was me kindly rejecting your offer, thanks though." I say sarcastically and walk away, earring cheers and claps from the whole cafeteria. I smirk and take a seat next to Brittany who, as well as the rest of the glee table, is looking at me in awe. I smile and give her a one armed hug, earning a wink and thumbs up from Cameron, I just roll my eyes at her. And look at Brittany who's still staring at me. Then suddenly, she reaches over and puts a lingering kiss on my cheek, causing me to blush furiously.
"That was so, freaking, badass." She states and I laugh.
"Can you come with me? I want to get something out my locker." She asks I nod and stand up immediately, linking her pinkie with mine, as we turn and start walking away I hear Cameron making a whipping noise and I turn to glare at her, she responds by making Kissy faces at me. I roll my eyes. Nothing could ruin this day, I won't let it.
Last period goes super quick which I couldn't be more happy about, that means I get to glee club quicker and therefore get to see Brittany quicker. I'm in the choir room before everyone else and sit at the very back, watching the door, waiting. I few people walk in but I don't pay attention to who. After 5 minutes of waiting Brittany walks in, with Sam, they are talking and
laughing, I try to hear what they're saying but I'm too focused on the blood pounding in my ears. Don't get jealous, don't get jealous. Sam goes and sits with Mercedes and Artie and Brittany walks up to sit with me without a second thought.
"Hey." I say in a small voice.
"Hey." She returns, smiling shyly.
Before our conversation can get started Mr Schue walks in and starts the glee club. Rachel and Finn sing a duet, those to are still so adorably annoying together. Then Puck attempts to serenade me, I give him the finger after and he sits down, ego bruised. Once everyone who wanted to perform has finished Mr Schue stands up with an announcement,
"Since we have a few new members I had an idea to help bring us closer as a team. I want everyone to pair up, you have 10 days to think up a song to sing about the other person, that really captures your favourite thing about them. The only carch is you have to sing about someone you've never sung with. That's all the time we have today guys, have a nice weekend."
Everyone around the room starts talking loudly and arranging who they're going to pair up with. I look over to see Brittany staring at me shyly.
"Do you want to be my partner San? we may be best friends, but we've never sung together." She asks nervously.
"Of course Britt, I couldn't ask for a better partner." I smile and she grins, all her nerves gone.
"Do you wanna stay round my house tonight, I- my mom, she eh, she really misses you." She stutters and I giggle.
"Sure B, let me just call my mom and ask." She nods and I dial her number and the call takes place in Spanish, causing an adorably confused look to form on Brittany's face as she tries to work out what we're saying.
"Si...si...bueno... Si... Gracis...Adios Mami..." I hang up the phone and remain silent.
"So what'd she say?" She asks, practically jumping in her seat.
"Yeah I'm allowed to stay, I just wanted to see how long it took you to become impatient." She hits me on the arm and frowns.
"That's not nice Sanny." She whines.
"You love me really." She shakes her head.
"Well I love you." I state simply and see her eyes light up. "More than you know." I mumble but she doesn't hear me.
"I love you too Sanny, you're the best friend a girl could ask for." She hugs me with one arm and I sigh... Yeah... Friend.
"Is it okay if I ride with you? Cameron and the boys were my ride and my Mom said she'd drop off some clothes for me." I ask, already knowing the answer, but there's nothing wrong with being polite.
"Of course you can San, lets go. Why didn't you bring your own car?" She asks as she links our pinkies and we head out to her car.
"I haven't done my test yet, but I see you passed yours." I say as I admire her silver Bentley.
"Yeah, I took it last summer, not long after you...I know we said we were going to take it together I'm sorry, my parents made me and-" I cut her off.
"Don't worry Britt, I didn't expect you to wait for me." I say and stroke her cheek, she smiles again and we get in her car and head back to her house. Pulling up her driveway I can't help but marvel at the house I practically grew up in. It's not huge, it's not small, it's perfect, just like Brittany. We get out of her car and head up to her porch, it's wooden and reminds me of the one from my cabin. She unlocks the door and we go into the kitchen where we find her mom cooking and her dad reading a newspaper.
"Well I'll be dammed, if it isn't Santana Lopez, back from the dead." Her dad exclaims dropping his newspaper, and causing her Mom to turn around, nearly spilling a saucepan that was boiling on the cooker.
"Santana!" She yells, pulling me into a tight hug, I chuckle at her enthusiasm.
"Mrs Pierce... I mean Susan, nice to see you." I say calmly, but with a huge smile on my face. I hug her back tightly and lift her off the ground.
"Woah, don't break her muscles!" Daniel Pierce says and I blush, putting the tall blonde woman down. We all laugh. Brittany is the spitting image of her parents, bright blonde hair, bright blue eyes, tall, slim and amazingly polite.
"Sorry, I don't know my own strength." I laugh out awkwardly as she rubs her arms.
"Don't worry about it dear, have you been working out? I'm loving the new look by the way, I always knew their was a beautiful girl hidden under those baggy clothes." I blush
"Yeah, I guess." I mutter embarrassed.
"Mom your embarrassing her, come on San, lets go watch a movie!" Brittany exclaims, pulling me out of the kitchen.
"Nice seeing you!" Her parents yell.
"You too!" I yell back as Brittany pulls me up the stairs. We end up in her room within minutes and she turns around to face me, she's smiling brightly.
"What film do you want to watch?" She asks, rocking back and forth on her heels.
"You pick, you have better taste than me." I tell her.
"Yay! Lets watch twilight! We can have a twilight marathon!" I can almost feel the excitement radiating off her body, I smile at her.
"That sounds awesome! You are a genius Brittany." Her face lights up at my compliment and she hugs me before rushing out of the room. I sit myself down on her bed, my back against the head board. I don't have to wait long for Brittany to return with drinks and the twilight box set. She hands me my drink and I thank her, Dr Pepper, she remembered its my favourite. I bet she has Fanta, I smell a tinge of orange in the air and I know I'm right.
"My mom said she's gonna bring us up some pizza and fries when she's down cooking her and my dads Pasta." Brittany tells me as she puts the first DVD in. She then walks over and lies down next to me, only half an inch between our legs.
We watch the intro to the film in a comfortable silence, every so often I look over at her, happy for my werewolf eyesight making it easy to see her in the dim lighting. She's still in her cheerios uniform but she's let her hair down, it's falls down dead straight reaching just above her bra line... Great now I'm staring at her boobs. I quickly look away before she can catch me leering.
It's another ten minutes before I try to sneak a glance at her again, only to catch her looking at me, her eyes widen and she quickly looks away and I see a blush wash over her pale skin, causing me to smile. I reach out and run my hand over her knee assuringly, and this time I can't ignore the sensation it send through my body, I can practically feel the wolf growling in pleasure. Apparently Brittany feels it to because she's studying the spot where my skin touched hers, her eyes suddenly dark. I gulp and look away.
"So, are you team Edward or team Jacob?" I ask her trying to change the subject.
"Defiantly Jacob, dark skin and hair is a total turn in..." She looks shocked at her response and my jaw almost drops, I gulp again.
"And werewolves are totally hot." She finishes confidently. I laugh, like a lot, too much.
"Your right about that." I state, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"What about you? Jacob or Edward?" She asks, observing my face.
"Hmm... I'd have to say Edward, I prefer paler skin, eyes and hair, but he's such a pansy, can I have Rosalie instead, the girls a badass... No homo?" The last part comes out as a question and I laugh nervously, but she just chuckles, a real genuine chuckle.
"Totally, but I get to swap to Leah, she'd kick Jacobs ass." She says and I laugh.
We watch the rest of the movie, cracking small jokes and chatting animatedly. Brittany's Mom brings the food in half way through and as the credits roll up we've started to completely ignore the movie, just talking about our past and we've moved onto what we've been doing for the past few months. Brittany got promoted on the Cheerios to co-captain, which I congratulated her on. She tells me that we lost at nationals, and how she didn't even compete, it makes the mood drop slightly and she's now looking at me win a serious expression.
"If I ask you a question, do you promise to answer me truthfully?" She asks. I nod.
"Of course Britt, ask away."
"Don't laugh, but I was wondering if... Did you ever think about me while you were gone? Me meaning like us- as in glee, your friends, not just me, that'd be weird-" I cut her off by putting a finger to her lips. She takes the hint and stops talking, her face reddening again.
"All the time. I thought about you all the time." I tell her sincerely, and it's true, I couldn't get her off my mind. She smiles.
"I thought about you too, I was so worried, I thought you got kidnapped or abducted by aliens." She states seriously. "I thought you forgot about me, you never called... Why didn't you call?" She asks, tears forming in her eyes, I reach up and stroke her cheek with my thumb.
"You want to know why I didn't call?" I ask her, my own tears threatening to fall, she nods.
"I didn't call because my Abuela wouldn't let me, because she knew, the second I heard your voice, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from coming back to you, and it wasn't safe for me to leave. I wrote a song for you while I was gone. Do you want to hear it?" I hold back my tears but hers flow freely as she nods. I stand up and turn on the light, walking out of the room to her music room. I grab her acoustic guitar and when I return she's sitting up, her legs hanging off the side of the bed. I grab the chair from under her desk and place it in front of her. Sitting down, out knees nearly touch.
I begin strumming at the strings, looking her straight in the eyes.
(Acoustic cover of this song)
Lately I, got this feeling Oh, woah
I don't know, what's the meaning,
But i know it's strong, and it's all for you
All I want, is to be home with you
I'm coming right back
Ho-ome
Living without you is a
No no
I'm coming right back
Ho-ome
I wish you were here
Yeah I wish you were here
The music is better
And lights are brighter
When you are near
Am I making it clear
The music is better
And lights are brighter
When you are here
Every night, a different city
Bright lights, should be pretty
But they can't compare
To the light from you
All I want, is to be home with you
Oh, woah
I'm coming right back
Ho-ome
Living without you is a
No no
I'm coming right back
Ho-ome
I wish you were here
Yeah I wish you were here
The music is better
And lights are brighter
When you are near
Am I making it clear
The music is better
And lights are brighter
When you are near
Oh oh, oo oo
Oh oh oo oo
I-I- I wish you were here
Yeah I wish you were here
The music is better
And light are brighter
When you are near
Am I making it clear
Music is better
And right now I
just wish you were here.
I finish the song and stand to sit next to her on the bed, putting guitar down as I do so. She just keeps on staring at the spot I was sitting in, a blank expression on her face... Crap, she didn't like it, now she thinks I have a crazy stalker crush on her, fuck, I had to ruin it.
"So, what'd ya think?" I ask nervously, eyeing the side of her face. She doesn't say anything, but suddenly I feel the weight of her on my lap and I fall back onto the bed, Brittany giving me a hug while straddling me. If I wasn't so shocked I'd probably be extremely turned on right now. She leans out of the embrace but remains on my lap, I sit up my face centimetres from hers. How easy it would be for me to kiss her right now. I start eyeing her lips, about to lean in, when I hear a knock at the door, Brittany hops off my lap, not quickly as if she were hiding something just calmly, she seemed almost, irritated. She walks over and opens the door, I watch her ass as she walks, because it's perfect... Don't judge me.
"Britt, Santana's mom is here, she dropped off some clothes and wanted to say goodnight to her. I jump up off the bed and head downstairs. My mom is standing in the hallway with a bag full of clothes.
"Hola Mami." I pull her into a hug and kiss both her cheeks before taking the bag.
"Are you having fun with Brittany mija." She asks.
"Si Mami, we've just been watching movies and eating junk food." I smile at her and she returns it. I feel Brittany making her way down the stairs and my skin warms up.
"I put your night time medicine in the bag, have you got enough of your day time prescription for tomorrow?" She asks and I nod.
"Si, plenty." I answer and she nods.
"Okay, have a good time mija and il see you tomorrow night." She kisses my forehead.
"Goodnight Mami." I say and she leaves. I turn to face a confused looking Brittany.
"You're on medication?" She asks worried.
"Yeah, it's nothing to worry about, I was on it last year remember." I answer her.
"Well yeah, but you never had two kinds of medicine, just the one you had when you got shaky" she says.
"I know, they made my dosage higher because I've got anger problems now, which adds to my anxiety, they keep me calm, that's why I snapped at Berry the other day, I forgot to take my pills to school with me." I explain and she nods.
"Wait, what about today, with Kitty, did you forget to take them again?"
"No, Kitty is just a bitch." I state bluntly and she laughs.
"That's true." She laughs out and I grin at her.
"Want to go to bed? I'm tired." She says.
"What about the twilight marathon?" I ask and she looks at me.
"Twilight can wait, I want to cuddle with my best friend." My face lights up at her response, cuddles, with Brittany, in her bed... Fate has laid a hand.
"Sounds good." I stare simply, trying not so sound as excited as I really am. We go back up into her room and I go to change into my PJ's in her rooms bathroom. I change into pyjama shorts and a wife beater, throw my clothes back into my bag and open the bathroom door. I look into Brittany's room and my jaw drops, standing at the other end of the room is a very topless Brittany, my heart speeds up and my palms start to sweat, I can almost feel myself turning, my wolf wanting to claim her. "Mine." I mutter under my breath and she pulls a shirt on, oblivious to my presence.
I step back into the bathroom and pull the door closed, I then open it again, making as much noise as possible and she turns around smiling. I don't know if it's my imagination but, is she checking out my legs, only one way to find out. I 'accidentally' drop my bag next to me and bend over to pick it up, pushing my butt out just a bit too much. I sneak a glance at her and see her cocking her head to the side. I stand up quickly and when I see her face, for like the tenth theme today it's as red as a tomato. I smirk and head over to her king sized bed, snuggling under the covers.
Brittany turns off the light then joins me. We lay flat on our backs awkwardly for a few moments until I feel her body shift. She wraps her well muscled arm around my waste and snuggles into my shoulder.
"G'night Sanny." She mumbles, her warm breath tingling my neck.
"Good night Britt." I snuggle into her and close my eyes, I fall asleep quickly, a goofy grin still plastered across my face.
Woooo chapter 4 is done! Hope you like the new reunion. I'm gonna be honest I just want to get this up so I haven't checked it at all... I'm so lazy. If my grammar bothers you then be my beta! This is longer than my last chapter, by loads but not the longest... Boo.
Hope you guys liked my bullshit excuse for the last chapter, I really wasn't thinking when I wrote it
Sorry if all the songs are boring or cheesy but I think I do too much speech as it is and this makes sharing Santana's feelings more interesting, I'm only doing three more songs though.
first song: Ariaan Grande ft Mika Popular song
secong song: Cody Simpson wish you were here (ebonyday1 cover)
For anyone who's interested this isn't how the whole fic is going to go, there will be conflict and more werewolf stuff, but Brittana is the priority for the next few chapters.
Stay beautiful x