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I was pretty sure I was falling for her. You know that feeling you get when you wake up from a nightmare where you were falling off a cliff or something and there was no way you would have survived? When you just lose your balance and your heart skips a beat before you suddenly feel the ground beneath you disappear?

Well, that's how I felt, but it wasn't a nightmare. It was like the best daydream I had ever had. I was awake, but still in a dream state since it didn't feel real. It felt too good to be true and now I was falling, that part of the dream when there is nothing there to save you when you would hit the ground again. In my dream, Santana was the one to save me from hitting the ground. Actually, she was the ground, a soft and beautiful ground.

I was falling for her and I was falling hard.

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I had been staring at her for a while now. She was curled up to her pillow and her hair was messy. She looked absolutely gorgeous and I reached my hand out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

She slowly fluttered her eyes open. I pulled my hand back and decided to just stare at her.

"What are you doing?" she said and a blush crept onto her face. She diverted her gaze from me as my smile grew brighter.

"You're pretty." I said. I wanted to tell her exactly how pretty she was, but it was hard. You couldn't describe with words how beautiful she was and not just on the outside. I mean, she was so hot. I even think that if someone would have put a marshmallow on her body, it would melt, but she was gorgeous on the inside too. She was so sweet and the way she had looked at me yesterday when I had told her about my parents even proved how big of a heart she had.

Santana caught my attention with her hand intertwining with mine. I met her gaze and she smiled.

"You're not so bad yourself." she said and winked. "Even though it looks like you had wild sex last night." she pointed her head towards my hair. I snorted out a laugh and felt my cheeks getting a bit warm.

"Yeah?" I raised my eye brows suggestively. She nodded and kept her eyes on me. "Well, so do you." I smirked. I knew that would make her blush and when her eyes shot up slightly I knew I had succeeded. I giggled at her because she looked so adorable trying to hide her face in her pillow. I leaned forward and brushed my hand over her back. She immediately relaxed at my touch. I started rubbing my hand over back. Then I thought of something I could do to her now while she was laying on her stomach in the bed. I sat up and straddled her back with my thighs on either side of her body. She turned her head up from the pillow to look at me, but when I started to rub my hands over her back again and knead with my thumbs next to her spine, she laid her head back down and let me massage her. I leaned down and laid flat on her back, pressing my lips to her neck. I could feel her stiffen and then let out a shaky breath. I poked my tongue out and licked the spot I had just kissed. I used my lips again to swallow the same part of her skin. She moaned into the pillow and I felt a moan escape my lips too at the sound she was making. I ran my fingers up and down her sides and took a fist full of her shirt in my hand between our bodies.

My stomach flipped and it felt like thousands of butterflies were released and flew freely inside my body. My fingers were burning from touching her bare skin.

Suddenly I felt Santana lift her body up and flip me over so I was splayed with my back against the sheets. She hovered over me and stopped inches from my face. I looked up at her eyes, feeling my body aching for her to inch a little bit closer. I shifted my gaze down to her lips. They were red and swollen. She looked wild. I felt my breath hitch in my throat and I forgot how to breathe properly. Santana slowly inched closer without breaking eye contact. When her lips melted against mine, I felt my whole body respond to her touch. My lips trembled against hers and my hands stopped their tracing on her lower back. Everything seemed to move so slowly.

Santana leant her body down fully against mine and interlaced her hands with mine above my head. When the kiss broke, I fluttered my eyes open to look at her. I watched her facial expressions. If somebody had just glanced at her right now, they would have seen a pretty emotionless face. When I was this close to her and stared up in her eyes, I could see everything on her face so clearly. The twinkle in her eyes that held so many emotions, the small curl to her lips that almost showed a smile. She looked so alive, yet so dreamful .

A phone went off somewhere in the room. I snapped my head to the side to see where the ringtone came from.

Santana raised her hand out to grab her phone from the nightstand without moving away from her position on top of me.

"Yo." Santana spoke into the speaker. I tried to hide the giggle that escaped my mouth when she said that. It was like she tried to sound gangster, but didn't succeed. She looked down at me, our faces just inches apart, with a slightly confused look. I shook my head, not wanting to explain my giggles. She placed a kiss on my nose before someone answered on the other line, but I couldn't hear what they said. "Hey girl," Santana said and smiled widely. I could hear the girl on the phone start to speak quickly. Santana had steadied herself with her elbows on either side of my face, holding the phone with one hand. She took the other hand to my hair and started to twist strands of my hair between her fingers. I watched her closely, never getting tired of every feature on her face. I snuck my hands under her shirt on her back and dragged my fingertips up her spine. She pressed her body further into me before humming quietly into the phone to the person who was still speed talking. Santana rolled her eyes and kept humming into the phone. "Did he call you back?" she said, now sounding very interested. The girl said something more and Santana rolled her eyes again. "Stop being such a coward and just call him!" she said and gave me a light peck to my lips. I laughed at her advice she gave and dragged my fingertips even further up her back. She hummed into my cheek, but I didn't think it was for the girl she was talking to. When I turned my head and pressed my lips to her collarbone, she let out a shaky sigh. "What? No, I'm alone." Santana said. I looked up at her eyes and she gave me an apologetic look before rolling her eyes once again. "Look, just call that sweet amazing boy of yours and let me go back to sleep." She said defensively. The voice argued a bit before they finally said goodbye. Santana tossed the phone onto the other side of the bed and sighed heavily.

"Who was that?" I asked while she started to pepper my neck with small kisses.

"Oh, that was Mercedes. She's kind of my best friend I guess." Santana said tilting her head up and shrugging. I smiled because I knew that Santana tried to act like she didn't really care, but you could see that she really liked this girl.

"What did she want?" I asked casually. She exhaled and buried her face deep into my neck.

"She met a guy yesterday and when he called her this morning she didn't pick up… I guess she freaked out." I chuckled and tickled her with my lips against her ear.

"That's sweet." I said. Santana scoffed before rolling off of me and standing up beside the bed. She smiled and stretched her hand out for me to take it.

"Let's get some breakfast."

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After breakfast and a movie that I got to choose I received a text from Mike. It said that Tina had decided that we should get together and eat dinner before the new week started tomorrow. I said that it sounded like a good idea since I really had to catch up on school this week and wouldn't be able to hang out so much then.

I dragged Santana with me even though she said she had to prepare for work tomorrow. When I had pouted and pulled my best puppy dog eyes, she couldn't refuse me. She told me that her boss would be mad at her tomorrow and that was going to be my fault. I just pecked her on the lips and said that her boss could fix everything by himself. Santana had told me that she worked at a store where they sell body lotions and stuff like that. She took care of the economy for that place and couldn't just leave that to her boss. But Santana shrugged her shoulders at my pout, and followed me to Mike's anyway.

Dinner had turned out to be more like a little party and music was now blaring from the speakers. Blaine had opened a bottle of wine and Tina had placed all kinds of vodka bottles at the counter in the kitchen. Mike was dancing like a crazy person in the living room and everybody cheered from the couches. As time passed by, more people came through the door with a bottle of wine in hand and ready to say goodbye to the weekend. Most of them, as I understood, were Tina's friends from work. The only people I knew there were Mike, Tina, Santana and Blaine.

Santana and I were sitting next to each other on a couch. It was hard for me not to touch her or kiss her when she smiled like that and her lips curled up in that adorable way. We were sitting close and our thighs brushed against each other's. The couch was full of people. Maybe if I had placed a quick kiss to her lips, nobody would have noticed, but I didn't want to risk it.
Santana turned her head towards me and I could see that she looked a bit nervous.

"About what you said before, did you mean it?" Santana spoke into my ear. I furrowed my brows. I didn't know what she was talking about. I had said a lot of stuff lately and it was rare that I didn't mean something I had said. I think she sensed my confusion because she tilted her head close to my ear again. "That you... you said something about being in love..." I almost couldn't hear what she said because she said it so quietly and the sounds around us were so loud. When I heard what she had said, my breath hitched and my eyes bugged out. I had almost forgotten about that. Stupid, stupid. I shouldn't have said it. I knew she had freaked out about that. I hadn't meant to say it; it just slipped. I just said what was on my mind, but I did love her. I meant it. I knew that I was in love with her. Everything with her felt so right and so easy. She was so easy. No, not easy like that. She was easy to be around, to kiss and hug and to love. She was easy to love

I also said it so that she didn't have to think about the whole gay-thing at the moment. I didn't want her to worry about that yet. I didn't want to see her like that, frustrated and confused. I liked it better when she smiled, and kissed my cheek... and my lips and... I shook my head from those thoughts. I guess we had to tell people eventually what we were. I had never thought about girls before in the way I thought about Santana. So, I had no idea what all this meant, but one thing I was sure about was that Santana made me feel things I had never felt before.

I felt a hand on my arm. I shook my head and looked at the hand. I trailed my eyes from the hand up along the arm and stopped at gorgeous brown eyes. Santana was looking at me unsurely while biting her lip. I was just going to open my mouth to answer her question when she stood up.

"Never mind, I just... I need a new drink." Santana said and swayed her way out of the room towards the kitchen. I sighed and stood up from the couch. Santana sounded kind of offended and disappointed like she thought my answer would be a no. I had taken a long time thinking and she probably thought the silence was a dejection. I made my way into the almost empty kitchen. Santana stood there pouring herself a drink from a vodka bottle. I smiled to myself, she had a hard time getting the drink into the glass. She hadn't been drinking that much tonight, but her hands were shaking. Maybe she was nervous...

"You need help with that?" I sneaked up behind her and put my hand on hers to steady the bottle. She turned her head around to look at me and then put the bottle down on the counter. When I met her gaze, I saw that she looked a bit sad. She didn't have that usual gorgeous smile on her face. I grazed my hand over her cheek and then took a deep breath. "I was going to answer you, I was just thinking... a little too long." I said and put my hand on her hipbone
instead of the bottle. Santana looked at me through her lashes expectedly. I looked down and swayed her hips lightly with my hand. "I have never felt like this before. It's like I can't get enough of you and whenever you're not with me I can't stop thinking about you," I confessed, but refused to meet her gaze. I would lose all my words if I looked into those eyes. "You take my breath away and-" I stopped to figure out what to say to make her understand. There weren't enough words to explain how I felt about her. Suddenly, I felt her grab around my neck and her lips pressing against mine. I took a deep breath through my nose and pressed back against her lips. I hadn't finished what I was supposed to say, but I guess she understood anyways because now her lips swallowed my lips in a kiss that made my knees go weak. Santana broke the kiss and loosened the grip around my neck. She looked a bit shy and flustered, but the corners of her lips were curled upwards.

"You take my breath away too." she said and I felt my cheeks hurting from smiling. I snuck my arms around her waist to give her a hug. When I released her, Santana looked around the room to see if anyone had entered, but we were still alone. She smiled towards me and I returned it with a wide grin. Even if we always had to be careful with what we did when we were in public, I couldn't be happier right now. I'd do anything for her. I would steal her away to spend time with her even if that meant that I would get a telling-off from her boss.

I looked at the clock on the kitchen wall and saw that it was nearly ten p.m. I turned to Santana.

"Maybe I should drive you home. I don't want your boss to get mad at me." I said and pinched my lips together. Santana chuckled and took both my hands in hers.

"Yeah, we should probably go."

When we had said goodbye to everyone and successfully avoided Mike's offer to dance with us, we left their house and made our way towards my car.

I started the engine and drove away from the spot where we parked. I felt a hand sneak up my leg and rest on my thigh. I looked down at the hand before smiling up into dark brown eyes. Santana smiled back and we both fell into a comfortable silence. When I parked outside her house, Santana unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over her seat and gave me a quick peck on the lips before she opened the door and started to get out.

"Wait!" I said and she fell down onto the seat again. I leaned over and shut her door closed. Santana looked shocked and a bit curious when I gave her a smirk and straddled her lap. I grabbed her neck and pressed my lips to hers. I took her bottom lip in between my lips and held it there. When I let go, Santana grazed her tongue along my bottom lip as to beg for entrance. I parted my lips and met her tongue with mine. She twisted her tongue against mine and I let out a moan into her mouth. She placed her hands on my thighs and I tightened the grip around her neck. Our tongues danced together and I felt my heart starting to beat faster and faster. Santana slowed our kissing and then broke away from my lips. I immediately missed the warmth and when I tried to kiss her again, I heard her giggle.

"Baby, I need to go now." My heart skipped a beat at the name and I slowly fluttered my eyes open. I saw her grinning from ear to ear and I couldn't help but to give her one last kiss on the lips. I got off her lap and sat down on my own seat again.

"Right, don't want the boss to get mad." I mumbled under my breath and grinned teasingly at her. She chuckled and gave me a quick kiss before she opened the door to get out.

"See you soon." she said and closed the door behind her.

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When I opened the door to our dorm, Rachel was already fsat asleep. I got ready for bed as quietly as I could so I wouldn't wake her up. I brushed my teeth with my eyes half closed. It wasn't until I entered the dorm that I noticed how tired I really was. I snuck over to my bed and climbed under the covers, enjoying the familiarity of my own bed.

My phone beeped on the floor next to me. I picked it up and held it over my face to see who texted me. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the bright light from the screen. When my eyes finally could see the object before me, I clicked the button to show the text.

Santana: I miss you already..

I smiled like a fool at the phone in my hands before typing out an answer.

"I miss you more."

Only a few seconds later my phone beeped again. I picked it up and read the message:

"Not possible"

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