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Brittany
"Brittany!" I hear my Mom shout. I roll over in the bed and check the time. 12:06 P.M. F*ck! "Brittany, get down here, breakfast is ready!" I groan and swing my legs over the side of my bed. I unlock my phone and see that there is a message from Santana.
[From Santana]
Night night, love, see you tomorrow xx
[Sent at 01:10 A.M]
Shit! Santana's coming over this evening for dinner so I can introduce Harley to my parents, and I haven't even told them about her.
"Mom! Dad! Can you sit down for a moment?" I yell, running down the stairs into the kitchen. I take a seat at the table and shake my foot nervously. I don't know how they're going to react, bad, good? Will they be mad at Santana? What-
"Britt, what shape do you want your pancakes?" My Mom, Susan, asks me. She starts the cooker and I rush up to my feet and stop a slight rush, I take her hand and sit her down next to my Dad at the kitchen table.
"Can we just talk for a minute?" I ask, tapping my fingers against the edge of the table. My parents take a quick glance at each other and then furrow their eyebrows at me. "Remember I told you that I have a few friends coming over," I say, my voice is shaky. My Mom nods and I don't look at my Dad. "Well, they're coming over today-"
"Britty, baby, what's wrong?" My Mom asks with concern in her voice.
"Well, Santana is coming over," I cough a little to fill the silence. "And she's bringing her daughter, Harley," I say quietly. "No, she's bringing our daughter, Harley," I look up nervously at my parents.
"S-Santana?" Mom stutters. "You haven't seen her in years."
"I know, but we met one day and she told me about Harley, my daughter."
"She didn't tell you," Dad says. I look up at him and he looks fuming. "Typical," he scoffs. He was never too fond of Santana because of her, and he made this very clear, race. Actually, he was never too fond of anyone... Different. So living under this household with a dick for eighteen years was not my favourite years. I was very thankful that he was away a lot with his job.
"Dad, please just don't," I shake my head. "It's hard enough as it is without you criticizing it. All I want is for my Dad to hold me and tell me he loves me and love his grandaughter, why can't you do that?" I ask, holding my head in my hands. There's an awkward silence in the room. I look up to my Mom, her hands are shaking. "Of course not, it's not normal or traditional," I roll my eyes, looking over to my Mom.
"I'd love to meet her sweetie," she smiles. I can see tears in her eyes. My Mom has always been awesome, she's always treated me like a girl. When I got upset about being different she held me and told me that 'it's okay', 'everyone is different'. She basically raised me and my older brother, Nicholas, whilst my Dad was out on business.
"Thanks Mom," I lean over to the side of the table and wrap my Mom in a tight hug. "I love you," I say softly in her ear. When I part from her I see that my Dad has up and left the room.
"He'll come around honey," Mom reassures me.
"You don't have to say that, I've put up with it my whole life," I say. I can feel the tears pooling in my eyelids, when I blink a few tears roll down my cheeks. We both flinch at the sound of the door slamming. "And there he goes," I try to lighten the mood by smiling but wiping away the tears on my chin does not help enhance that mood. "San and Harley are coming over in about an hour."
"Well I will get dinner on, I can't wait for my gran-baby to arrive," she squeals.
"Ooh, Mom, Harley doesn't know that I'm her other Mom so could you just treat her like a friend or something?" I ask, spinning her around. She nods, still smiling at me. "Thank you," I giggle. "I can't wait for you to meet her!" I run up the stairs and into my bedroom, I look outside the window and see that my Dad's car is gone and I sigh. Damn it!
About and hour later...
I'm sitting on the sofa, tapping my foot on the ground nervously. My brother arrived half an hour ago and I explained the situation to him, including some bits about Darren. I quickly flip over and sit on my knees on the sofa, impatiently looking outside the window to check for the car.
"Brittany, she'll be here soon, just calm down," Nicholas says in a soft voice. He tugs my shoulder and spins me around to sit on my butt again. "It'll be fine," he reassures, smiling. I don't know why but whenever my brother reassures me with his small smile, I always feel calm. "She'll come here and we'll all just hang out and eat dinner, okay?" I nod and sit down properly.
"Yeah, I'm just a little bit nervous," I chuckle quietly. We wait on the couch, and I'm trying not to crap myself from the nerves, until I hear the doorbell ring and I jump straight to my feet. Quickly, I walk to the door and swing it open, accidentally slamming it against the wall. "Sorry," I apologise to Santana who is laughing. I hold the door open for Harley and Santana to walk in. "Uh, Harley," I crouch down to her level and start to introduce her to everyone; "This is my Mom," I pick up the little girl. "She's called Susan."
"My middle name is Susan, that's awesome..." she trails, giggling. "Hi! I'm Harley!" Harley sticks out her arm and waits for my Mom to shake it. I look at my daughter, who is beaming, and then look up to my Mom, who is shaking but also smiling. I can see the tears in her eyes as she takes Harley's hand. "Britty, I think she's gonna cry," Harley whispers in my ear. I giggle a little.
"I think she's just very happy to meet you," I 'boop' her nose.
"But you only cry when your sad, Britty," Harley furrows her eyebrows and cocks her head to the side. I hear Nicholas 'coo' at Harley.
"Sometimes you cry when your happy. You just get so happy that you cry," I explain. Harley makes an 'O' with her mouth. "That's why Susan is crying," I look back at my Mom who is now at the sniffling stage.
"Hi Harley," the older, blonde woman manages to say. "Nice to meet you," she smiles.
"You too!" Harley squeals. I walk over to Nicholas, pushing Harley further up my waist. "Hi, I'm Harley!" She says in a squeaky voice as we approach Nicholas.
"Hi, I'm Nicholas, you can call me Nick. I'm Britty's brother," I laugh a little when he says the name 'Britty'. He stands up tall and smiles when Harley starts waving.
"I want a brother but Mommy says she's not gonna give me one yet," Harley purses her lips and I can hear Santana coughing behind me. "I dunno why," she shrugs. I bite my lip and turn my head to Santana who's shaking her head. Harley looks around the room as if she's looking for something. "Where's your Dad, Britty? You said I'd get to meet your Mommy, your brother and your Dad," she says and I tense up a little bit.
"He isn't here, he's away doing his job," I lie. How am I suppose to explain that my Dad finds me and Santana disgusting and that he doesn't want to meet you so he stormed off? "I'm sorry little bug," I pout.
"That's what Mommy said about Darren," Harley says a little too loud. I can cut the tension with a knife. "He's gone doing his job and that's why he isn't here or doesn't come home. Is it like that?"
"Yeah, it's like that," I nod slowly. I take a deep breath and smile at the little girl. "You know Mr Nick here is a big child and he loves colouring in, how about you two go to the kitchen and draw some pictures for me and your Mommy?"
"Awesome!" She smiles at me and starts to squirm out of my grip. She takes Nicholas' hand and drags him into the kitchen.
"Hey," I walk towards Santana and wrap her in my arms because I haven't even said hello to her before this point. "How are you?" I ask, parting away from her and laying my hands on her shoulders. She shrugs.
"I dunno, Harley keeps asking me about Darren and I never know what to say," she lets out a shaky breath. She looks around and see's that my Mom has left the room. She gets on her tip toes and presses a lingering kiss to my lips. "When can we tell her about you? Or us?"
"San... I really want to tell her," I whisper. "And I want to tell her about us. Maybe we can do it soon. But I first want her to know that Darren won't be coming back as far as we know and I'm not so sure how she's gonna take that San," I kiss her back.
"I love you so much B," Santana smiles and places a kiss on my cheek. "Can we go for a walk?" She asks. I nod.
"Lemme just tell Nick and Harley," I turn around and come face to face with my Mom who is smiling and crying.
"I knew you two were meant to be together. And Santana, I'm sorry about what happened with Darren," she walks towards us and envelopes in a hug. "She's beautiful," I presume she's talking about Harley. "I love her," she steps away. "And don't worry, I won't mention this," she winks at us, sniffling.
"You always were a cryer," I laugh.
Santana
"Where are you bringing me San?" Britt asks as she starts to swing our arms. She squeezes my hand. My head turns to face her.
"We're just going to the park," I shrug. "Last night I went home and I looked through all of my drawers. I found a song that I wrote in high school, and I want to sing it to you. So I'm bringing you to our place." I walk through the gates and bring her to the old, creaky swings. This park looks like it hasn't been touched in years, it probably hasn't actually.
"This place looks like shit," Brittany scoffs as I bring her down to the swings. She sits down on a swing and I stand in front of her, my hands are shaking. "Hey, it's just me, you can sing to me, you always do," Brittany smiles. I make a strong eye contact with her blue peepers.
"I wrote this before we became official the first time, I was going to sing it to you but I lost the paper I wrote the lyrics on, so I figure this is a good day to sing this to you. Think about what I'm asking," and she nods.
I've been depending on the overgrown
Too many lovers that I'll never know
Counting my losses as I let them go
Heavy the water as I sink below...
Down down deep down
Down deep down
Down down deep down
Oh won't you be my livewire?
Make me feel like I'm set on fire
Your love will take me higher and higher
Oh won't you be my livewire?
I take a deep breath and look up at Brittany who is encouraging me to carry on. I smile and fix myself right into the next verse.
I've been pretending all my shots are blown
Cover my heart up never let it show
I'm shaking it off to find a higher low
So heavy the water
Oh so heavy the water falling...
Down down deep down
Down deep down
Down down deep down
Can you hear me falling...
Down down deep down
Down deep down
Down down deep down
Oh won't you be my livewire?
Make me feel like I'm set on fire
Your love will take me higher and higher
Oh won't you be my livewire?
I think she gets what I'm trying to say 'cause when I look up and make eye contact with her, I see that there are tears pooling in her eyes. She has her hand covering her nose and mouth. My eyes stay with her as I continue to sing.
So hold me when I fall away from the lines
When I'm losing it all, when I'm wasting the light
And hold me when I put my heart in your hands
When I'm losing it all, when I'm wasting it all
Oh won't you be my livewire?
Make me feel like I'm set on fire
Your love will take me higher and higher
Oh won't you be my livewire?
We don't stop making eye contact. I bring my hand up to my face and push away the tears that are soaking my cheeks and under my nose. "Do you get what I'm trying to ask?" I say, still sniffling. Brittany stands up and cups my hands in hers. She brings my hands and wipes away her tears with them before kissing my knuckles.
"If you're asking me to be your girlfriend, then yes, a thousand times yes," she cups my face and I smile at her. "That's what you were asking, right?"
"Yeah, of course that's what I was asking," I tell her. I move forward and capture her bottom lip in between my lips. I part away for a second. "I know we said that we were going to take it slow but I can't handle us not being official. I was up all night, thinking about you and how much I love you. After this, we can take it slow."
"Okay, girlfriend," she laughs into another kiss. "I," kiss on the cheek. "Love," kiss on the forehead. "You," kiss on the lips. "And this time, we're forever," she holds out her pinky and I wrap mine around hers. I jump into her arms and she holds me up by the waist.
"I love you too," I smile into a kiss on her lips. She takes my hands and spins me around. "What're you doin' there B?"
"I'm dancing," she shrugs, moving my hips with her hips.
"B, can you sing so I know what you're dancing to?" I ask.
"Well, I'm helping choreograph a dance number for OMI for the next MTV awards and I can't get the song out of my head," she shrugs.
"But the MTV awards aren't until July, why are choreographing now?" I ask, and she's still dancing around with me.
"Well, Christmas we won't be in. I've taken two weeks off in April and then another week off for Harley's birthday. And then I've taken a week off next June so in reality we only have 5 months to rehearse and I'm the only one who knows the dance, so..." she trails, chuckling. "Do you want me to sing now, or?"
"Sing, now! I love your voice!" I enthuse. She stops dancing to presumably re-start the dance. She starts to sing softly, her vocals aren't perfect, but sweet baby Jesus, the way she dances... I wouldn't even care if she was singing completely off right now. She brings our bodies together for them to mould and starts to lead a dance. I don't even know what I'm suppose to be doing, but with Brittany leading, you never need to, she's just that amazing at what she does.
Rollerskates, them lines
Hot sun and clear blue skies
The waves are crashing by
And when she passed me by
And gave a wink and smile
And I was on cloud nine
Lord
The way you move your hips
And lick your lips
The way you dip
You got me up so high (hey-ey)
And girl you got that body
With them curves like a Bugatti
I just wanna drive, oh
And girl you know
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
I take over singing for her when so that she can focus purely on the dancing. She smiles at me quickly before taking my right hand and spinning me around for the next verse.
And gravity defied
I can't believe my eyes
That thing can bring the tides, hey
And round and round clockwise
Like come here, go ride
I wanna go all night, yes
The way you move your hips
And lick your lips
The way you dip
You got me up so high, yeah (hey-ey)
And girl you got that body
With them curves like a Bugatti
I just wanna drive, oh
And girl you know
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Round and round you loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Yeah
Oh oh
Yeah
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Round and round your loving winds me up
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, ohoh
By the time we've finished, we're both out of breath. I collapse into her arms and lay my forehead on her shoulder. I can feel her heart beat.
"We're definitely not eighteen any more," I say breathlessly.
"Nope, but we can still move," she chuckles. She wraps her arms around my neck and I can feel her press a kiss onto my head. "I know Thanksgiving is tomorrow but I want to say, thank you Santana. For bumping into me that day and for letting me buy you a coffee. If it weren't for that, I would've never gotten my one true love back."
A/N: First thing, I probably won't be able to update until after the New Year because I'm going on holiday tomorrow. But I will try to update. Oh and btw, this was the last chapter that will be fluffy! Next chapter will contain more drama!
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