So, I'm not going to make excuses fo why this took so long, really, I just lost my inspiration. I mean, I was (and am) very busy but I'm back.
Hopefully I'll be posting more frequently, most likely on a weekly biases, I may not post another chapter for two weeks though cause I'm working at a Con this week, so that will be taking up like all of my time.
So without further ado, here is the chapter.
The girls stayed at the park talking about everything, and a little of nothing for the next hour or so. Neither wanted to go back to the chaos that was the party when they were perfectly content to stay in their own little world.
"You know, if someone told me that I'd be meeting an absolutely incredible girl at one of Quinn's family parties, I probably would have punched them. And then punched them again if they told me that this girl would also actually be related to Quinn." Santana said laughing.
"Quinn's cool though, I mean, you are her friend after all." Brittany replied.
"Quinn's, and if you ever repeat this to her I'll deny it tooth and nail, but she's one of the best people I know, sure she can be a bitch and we don't always see eye to eye but I love her. But you can imagine my skepticism when I find out she's related to someone like you." Santana kept her eyes cast downwards, unsure of why she said any of that, she really had just meant to make sure Brittany knew that she wasn't trying to say anything bad about Quinn, cause yeah, she did love the conniving blonde devil.
"Someone like me?" Brittany smiled and nudged Santana gently.
"Yeah…you know you're all like…yeah 'n stuff." Santana mumbled.
"I have no idea what you mean 'Tana."
"You're different."
"How?"
"Geez Britt, different like Quinn and I are both hot headed, stubborn, bitches and you're all…sweet and caring, like all you have inside you is good, you're just amazing Britt…" Santana felt red coloring her cheeks, and no, she wasn't blushing. She's Latina, she doesn't blush. It just doesn't happen. So Santana was pretty sure she wasn't blushing. Sure felt like it though.
She felt Brittany disconnect their hands and watched as she knelt down in front of her. She smiled gently and tilted Santana's chin so the girl was looking into her eyes.
"You're amazing too, and adorable, and kind, and good and I don't think you're as much of a bitch as you think you are. And for the record," Brittany leaned closer to her so her lips were hovering right by her ear, "I'm not all good, just wait until you see my bad side." She pulled back, winked, and then hopped up as if she'd never said anything. Santana gulped and felt a very noticeable pull of desire. Brittany stretched out her hand offering it to the still frozen girl.
"Come on Tana, I think it's time we get back, don't you?" She asked innocently. Santana took her hand and let her pull her up. Brittany tugged the shorter girl flush against her, wrapping her arms around the small waist. Her lips were dangerously close and Santana closed her eyes in anticipation, her desire growing even more.
She waited to feel soft lips on hers but instead felt them on her cheek. And then the warmth was gone and Brittany was, once again, a respectable distance away.
"Freaking tease." Santana huffed out.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. Now lets head back." Her words sounded innocent, but the glint in her eyes, and the very prominent smirk on her face stated otherwise.
They stood in the front yard, the noise having died down a bit, though there still seemed to be a good number of people continuing with the sing-a-long. The sun was getting lower in the sky and they knew soon, the guests would be leaving.
"So what now?" Santana asked. She knew she'd have to head back home soon and she was dreading the thought.
"What do you mean?" Brittany tilted her head in confusion.
"I mean, will I see you again? I don't even know where you live." Santana started to panic, they may have just met but she couldn't stand the thought of not getting to see her again.
Brittany smiled, she knew not seeing Santana ever again was not an option, she knew they could be something great if given the chance.
"Santana, I promise we'll see each other, I really like you. So much. But um…right now I do live in Ohio, but see, we're actually moving…to California." Brittany cast her eyes downward, if only they could have met sooner, if only she didn't have to leave this state. Even though she had been counting the days, but now that she met Santana, she wished she didn't have to go.
Santana felt her stomach drop, this was just her luck, she meets the most perfect girl and fate has to step in and decided to say "ha ha gotcha! The girl of your dreams is moving across the country."
"When?" She whispered out.
"In about a month…"
"Oh…so I guess, this is all we get then…" Santana pulled her hand from Brittany's grasp, unable to stand her touch.
"No, it doesn't have to be. I know we just met, and I understand if you don't want to take this any farther than today, but I would love to take you on a date, and I would love to see where you live, and learn all about you, and maybe, who knows, this'll last longer than just- just a month." Santana looked into the clear eyes, they were determined, there was nothing but honesty in them.
"You're amazing." She smiled. Brittany breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled.
"So you said."
"Just to be clear, you did ask me on a date?" Santana said, her eyes crinkling.
"I did, do I need to be more clear? Santana Lopez, will you allow me the pleasure of taking you out on a date?" She asked in her most formal voice.
Santana giggled, actually giggled. Santana does not giggle.
"I would love to." Santana replied. Brittany beamed, and, unable to hold back any longer, crashed her lips against Santana's full ones. She couldn't hold back the ridiculous moan that forced it's way out of her throat as Santana tangled her fingers into Brittany's hair. She gripped the small girls waist even tighter, as if it was all that was keeping her from floating away.
They pulled back, foreheads pressed together, and matching smiles.
"I think I'm addicted to kissing you…" Brittany breathed out. Santana smirked.
"I must really be fantastic then." Brittany hummed her agreement before she placed a lingering peck on her lips.
"You know you're addicted to mine too." Brittany said, her eyes still closed, taking in everything that is Santana.
Santana laughed lightly, there was no way she could deny that.
"I am." They were pulled from their bubble by a rather loud and off key note that came from one of the many drunk adults.
They smiled sheepishly at each other, before lacing their fingers together as they walked into the backyard.
"I'm going to go check on Quinn, she's probably woken up by now and doesn't know where she is." Santana said placing a kiss on the back of Brittany's hand.
"Okay, I better find my family anyways, we're probably going to head home soon." She said sadly.
"I'll find you after I get Quinn. No leaving without saying goodbye." Santana said firmly.
"I would never." Brittany squeezed her hand once before they parted ways.
Santana wander upstairs, after having grabbed a bottle of water, to the bathroom where she'd left Quinn. She saw the partially drunk girl awake and attempting to get out of the tub, to no avail.
She rushed over and helped her out before she gave her the water bottle and a couple headache pills.
"Thanks San.." Quinn said as she swallowed the pills and chugged half of the water.
"Anything for you Quinny Bear." She said, a smile playing on her perfect lips.
"Wanna tell me what's got you so happy?" Quinn asked. Santana's smiled broadened, and she knew she couldn't keep it to herself.
"I kissed Brittany." She said. Quinn's eyes widened.
"How? When? Wait, how long was I out?" Santana chuckled.
"A couple hours. And we kissed twice, once at the park, and again just now. It was amazing Q." Her voice had taken on a very un-Santana like dreamy quality.
"Okay, what happened to my bad tempered best friend? I'd like her back please."
"Shut the hell up Quinn. I'm allowed to be happy!" She snapped. Quinn raised her hands in a sign of defense.
"I know you are, I've just never seen you like this. I'm happy for you. I really am."
"Thanks Q. But I found out she's um moving, to California." She said quietly.
"Oh…I'm sorry S. What are you going to do?"
"I don't know. I do know that I agreed to go on a date with her and to see where this goes. She's really special…I think she'd be worth the distance."
"Wow. I hardly recognize you right now. One day and you're like putty in her hands. Seriously though San, if you think she's worth it, don't let anything stop you from being with her okay?" Santana nodded. Sure Quinn could drive her insane sometimes, but she had no idea what she'd do without her.
"Okay…thanks a lot Quinn," she said sincerely, "now enough of this sappy crap, lets go find Britt and enjoy the rest of this not so disastrous family affair!"
They quickly located Brittany, and retreated back to the far corner of the yard where their table was. Brittany made sure to pull Santana onto her lap and securely wrap her arms around her, making sure she couldn't get up.
"So Quinn, do you have any romantic interests?" Brittany asked, making Santana snort out a laugh, earning her a glare from the other blonde.
"No, I've had some…complications in the dating world."
"Yeah, 'complications' meaning she jumped between three different guys and wouldn't just chose one so she lost them all."
"Shut up, it wasn't like that."
"Sure it wasn't. You can tell it however you want Q, but it all boils down to that." Santana smirked.
"Be nice Tana." Brittany said, gently rubbing Santana's arm.
Santana deflated, and snapped her mouth shut. Quinn raised her eyebrow but chose to ignore the interaction.
"So three guys?" Brittany asked, trying to get back to the point.
"Sort of. I mean, they weren't all at once or anything like that, it was just, well I was dating a guy named Puck, but he cheated on me, with Santana actually, which resulted in us, Santana and I, having a pretty big fight an-"
"Wait," Brittany looked at Santana who had buried her head in Brittany's neck the moment Quinn mentioned Puck, "you cheated with your best friends boyfriend?"
"Yes…" She said meekly, she didn't like remembering such things. "It was like almost two years ago."
"Yeah, and we're totally past that." Quinn supplied. Brittany accepted this. Of course Santana had a past, it was absurd to think otherwise.
"Sorry Quinn, continue."
"Right…so we broke up, and I dated Finn, eventually I broke up with him but he would just follow me around like a puppy. He wouldn't take no for an answer. Then I ended up back with Puck, don't ask how cause I don't know, and Finn wanted to make me jealous so he went out with Santana…" Quinn glanced at Santana who was shooting daggers but Brittany seemed un-phased so she continued, "when that didn't work he gave up, well mostly gave up, he would still sings songs to me in glee, anyway, then I broke up with Puck cause I met this guy named Joe, which didn't end well…Santana didn't have anything to do with that one though."
"Wow." Brittany said.
"Yeah, and that was the short version." Quinn said.
Brittany was itching to ask Santana questions, but she knew the time would come. And the time was definitely not now. So she just held her a little closer, and a little tighter, and placed a gentle kiss on the side of her head.
Santana smiled shyly at Brittany, glad she didn't seem put off by what she'd just heard, and snuggled back into her.
"Brittany!" Santana jumped up upon hearing a deep male voice headed their way. A tall man with hair the color of Brittany's came into view. He smiled at the girls before turning his attention to his daughter.
"Sweetie, we're going to go home now. Hannah is falling asleep on her feet." He said laughing softly. Brittany's face dropped. She did not want to say goodbye to Santana yet. But she knew that was exactly what she had to do.
"Okay Dad, can you give me a few minutes to say bye? I'll meet you at the car." He nodded, smiled and left.
Santana was staring intently at the ground, she was so not ready to leave Brittany, even though she knew they'd see each other again.
Quinn stood and made her way over to Brittany and engulfed her in a tight hug.
"I had a lot of fun, even if you did help S throw me in the pool. I won't be forgiving you for this dye job any time soon." Brittany laughed and nodded.
"I'll see you soon." She replied. Quinn left the two girls to say their farewells, informing Santana that they too, should head out and to head to the car when she was done.
"Santana look at me." Santana did as she was told and stared deeply into the strikingly blue eyes.
"I can't wait for our date, and I can't wait to get to know you even better, but I will miss you."
"I'll miss you too Britt-Britt. I already miss you and you're right in front of me. God, I sound so lame." She said looking back down. Brittany laughed and brought her in for a hug.
"You're not lame, you're adorable. And super sweet."
Santana smiled and slowly closed the gap between their lips. She felt like she was on fire, kissing Brittany had quickly become her favorite thing to do. She didn't think she'd ever be able to get enough.
The lips moved slow, passionately. Tongues slid against each other causing both girls to hold one another more firmly. Santana angled her head to deepen the kiss even further, the strokes of her tongue becoming more bold as she elicited a guttural moan from Brittany.
They pulled back, breathing sighs of contentment, still holding each other.
"Give me your phone." Santana said softly. Reluctantly, Brittany disengaged herself from Santana and retrieved her cell. Santana typed in her number and then hit call.
"There, now we have each others numbers." She said smiling.
"Who said I wanted your number?" Brittany replied cheekily. Santana gently hit her arm.
"Kidding! Kidding! Of course I want it." She smiled. The intertwined their fingers and walked out of the backyard. Santana saw Quinn sitting in her car, in the passenger side, waiting for her. She sighed. She wished she didn't have to let go.
"Well, guess this is goodbye for now." She said softly. Brittany leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.
"I'll call you as soon as I can, and I promise, we'll be on out date in no time."
"I'm holding you to that Britt." She said, her smiled never leaving her face.
"Goodbye for now Santana."
"Bye Brittany." They separated hands and walked in opposite directions, both looking back over there shoulders not wanting to lose sight of each other.
Santana got in the car, and could no longer see the leggy blonde. She sighed and put the key in the ignition.
"Don't be so sad S, you'll see her again soon." Quinn said trying to make her friend feel better. Santana smiled.
"No shit Fabray. Takes a genius to figure that out."
"Look who's back, and bitchy as ever!"
"Shut it Q. Now let me drive in peace, none of your backseat driving." Santana snapped. Quinn scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"Yeah yeah. Just get us home in one piece."
"I'll try my best. Now turn the damn music up." Santana's mind was plagued with thoughts of Brittany the entire two hour drive home, even as she and Quinn sang at the top of their lungs.
I have some very important questions for you. 1) Should this be THE END? Or continue it with what will happen now that they're back home?
OR I was thinking all of that could be in a sequel. Thoughts?
2) I do want to address Quinn more, and I like Quinn and Mike as a couple for some reason…however I know lots of people like FABERRY (I'm sorry to say I'm not really one…) but if most of you would like to see that, well let me know!
Oh and was that just a bunch of sugary sweetness or what?