I had two directions that I was going to go after chapter 6. I first started writing one direction but then switched to the direction I took. Still don't know if it was the best decision but we will see!
Chapter 7
"B-boys?" Santana asked making her way to the edge of the bed to sit down because her legs were no longer going to support her.
"San," Brittany said concerned, "are you okay?"
"No, Brittany. No I am not…"
"What's wrong?" asked the blond as sat herself beside her friend and snaking her hand around her lower back.
Santana turned to her.
"I don't want to go out with the boys. I want to go out with you. Just you. You and me, like it's always been."
"Like…like together?"
"Yes together!" said Santana in a half laugh.
"I don't understand…"
Santana leaned in and kissed the confused blond softly on the lips.
"You and me" Santana said with kisses in-between each word.
"I think I would like that." said Brittany smiling.
"I know I will like it." Santana said as she pulled the blonds' lips to hers. At first the kisses were playful and gentle. Then Brittany yanked them to a lying position and pulled the Latina on top of her. The kisses got rougher and more passionate. Santana then was on the bottom and started to pull off Brittany's tank top. She started to kiss her beautiful, light complexion chest. As Santana reached to undo Brittany's bra she was stopped by the sound of Brittany's out of breath voice.
"San, wait…S"
"What?"
"If we are going to do this, let's start out slow."
"Slow?" Santana Lopez has never done anything slow.
"Yes, it will be more romantic."
"Britt, I don't think I can do that. I want you now. I need you now."
"Please, it will mean so much to me."
And at that Santana could not refuse.
"We can still make out right?"
"Of course!" replied Brittany right before went after the Latina's lips.
The next morning the two girls woke up to the clock radio playing "Smile" by Uncle Kracker. Snuggled up to each other, hand in hand, forehead against forehead.
You´re better then the best
I´m lucky just to linger in your life
Cooler then the flip side of my pillow that´s right
Completely unaware
Nothing can compare to where you send me
Lets me know that it´s ok yeah it´s ok
And the moments where my good times start to fade
Santana was not one for matching relationships with songs but then again she has never been in a real relationship.
"Morning beautiful." Santana said sleepy, and pressed a kiss to Brittany's lips.
Brittany scrunched her nose back and forth; it was the most adorable thing Santana has ever seen. She looked like a little bunny. Santana let out a slight laugh at this.
"What?" asked Brittany opening her eyes, looking straight into her girlfriends eyes.
"I am so lucky to have you in my life." Santana said and then started to softly sing along with the radio.
Don´t know how I lived without you
Cause everytime that I get around you
I see the best of me inside your eyes
You make me smile
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed sing like bird
Dizzy in my head spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh you make me smile
Ohh you make me smile
Ohh you make me smile
"I love your voice San."
Santana smiled, "And I love you…everything about you."
"What a coincidence." Brittany then passionately kissed her love.
Santana could not hold back, she had to have Brittany, she needed to experience her. She deepened every kiss; she began to rub under the blonds' waste band, basically begging for permission to go further.
"No, no love. Not now. I want it to be special. Not when I have morning breath."
"I love your morning breath." Santana said as she licked the inside of Brittany's mouth.
"You're just saying that to get some of this." she said with a wink. "Come on, let's get up."
"Ok" obeyed Santana grudgingly.
They got up and got ready for the day. Both not being able to keep their eyes off of each other, both smiling because they had each other, both smiling because they knew they had something special.
"Party tonight!" yelled Brittany from the bathroom. "I just got a text from Kurt."
"Let's stay in."
"Santana, you just want to stay in to push my limits."
"Maybe." Santana said slyly.
"Well we are going missy." said Brittany appearing in the doorway with her hand on her hips.
"Ok, well, you owe me."
"Owe you?! Ha! You make me laugh Santana Lopez!"
"Do I, Britt? Do I?" asked Santana playfully as she crept towards the blond.
"Santana…no! `I just did my hair!"
"Well, it looks beautiful." Santana said as she came to a halt five feet away from the blond and her perfect hair. "How long did it take you?"
"15 minutes!"
"Oh well in that case…" she said taking a step back.
Brittany raised her eyebrow at the plotting brunette.
"15 minutes more won't kill you!" Santana said leaping at the blond, pressing her back against the door. Santana kissed the blond fiercely, making sure she messed up her perfect hair.
"Awww…come on." Brittany pouted once she knew that her Santana messed her hair up on purpose.
"Don't you pout at me!"
"And why not?" she answered in a matter of fact way.
"Because your bottom lip sticks out."
"So what does tha—"Before Brittany could finish Santana playful bit on Brittany's bottom lip. After about a 10 minute make out session the two girls laid on the bed, breathless. Brittany had her head on top Santana's shoulder, giving her small kisses on her neck.
"I could get used to this." Santana breathed, while rustling Brittany's very messy hairdo. "Wow, Britt, you really should do something with your hair."
Brittany perked her head up and playfully growled but then leaned in for a few more small kisses.
