So he'res the next chapter. And i would like to dedicate this to my first two reviewers volvo2443 and silvrd21, and i would also like to thank iamirreplazable for an idea that i will be using in a future chapter. Read, Review and Enjoy.
Brittany lifted her head off her pillow and looked towards where the knock was coming from. Her window. She was surprised to see the person that was there. It was the last person she would have expected. She rolled herself off the bed and walked over to the window sliding it up as she got there.
"San? What are you doing here?" Brittany asked, actually wondering why Santana had come over, when she made it clear in the bathroom that she didn't want to be anywhere near her.
"Well I thought your mom said I can come and stay over whilst she's away."
"Yeah she did. But wait I just sent that text like fifty nine seconds ago, how did you get here so fast? Are you some sort of super sonic speedy power that cane make you run really-really fast? And why didn't you tell me about this?" Brittany was shocked that her friend didn't tell her about her powers. Aren't best friends supposed to tell each other EVERYTHING.
"No Britt. I don't have any sort of super sonic speedy powers or whatever. I was actually already on my way over here when I received your text."
"You were?"
"Yeah." Santana nodded her head.
"Why? And why did you knock on my bedroom window? If you would have knocked on the door, I would have answered it ya know .
"Yeah well I had already started climbing this lovely tree which is gratefully placed outside your bedroom."
"Oh well that makes total sense now." Brittany smiled, which Santana gave one back in return.
"Yeah. So are you gonna let me in? Or are you going to make me stay out here all night whilst your in that lovely warm bedroom and cosy bed?"
"Oh sorry. Come on in." Brittany backed away from the window to allow Santana some room to climb in."
"Thanks. Can you grab this for me please?"
"Sure." Brittany grabbed the bottle of vodka from the Latina's grasp and placed it on her bed, whilst she waited for Santana to climb through the window. "Is the vodka from Puck's?"
"Yeah. You didn't honestly think I was going to leave that baby there for someone else to drink did you? Santana said climbing through the window and shutting it behind her.
"Guess not." Brittany replied. "So why were you on your way over here? You didn't tell me nefore when I asked."
"To apologize."
Brittany moved over to her bed and placed herself on it. "For what?"
"For earlier. For running away again. It wasn't even your fault that it happened. I you know what first." Santana had her eyes darted on the floor trying not to look at Brittany or what expression she might have on her face. "So I owe you an apology. Sorry."
"It's ok I probably would have done the same if I were in your shoes. Actually no. I would have stayed and kissed me for longer. I mean I am a good kisser. And I'm hot. Plus I've always wanted to know what I was like at kissing, because nobody has ever told me."
Santana lifted her eyes up to meet Brittany's, and even though Santana would normally find the kissing subject uncomfortable, Brittany could always make it a little better by adding in a humorous line. "Really nobody's ever told you?"
Brittany shook her head. "Nope."
"Well you are a good kisser." Santana shifted her gaze back down to the floor for a moment and then brought it back up to look at her blonde friend sitting on her bed crossed legged.
"Thanks." Brittany showed a toothy green and Santana could have sworn that she seen a blush creep up on Brittany's cheeks.
The two girls fell into an awkward silence where they didn't know what to say to each other, so Santana broke the silence. "So why are your mom and dad at your grandma's?
"Oh she has the flu so they've gone to look after her. To make her feel better. My mom and dad always help me feel better when I'm ill. And you. Anyway I don't really think she will be able to look after herself, she's getting kinda old now. And the flu is pretty bad to have when your old."
"Yeah. So when are they back?"
"Next Saturday." Brittany replied. "They left me a note explaining and some money in case I need anything."
They fell into a silence once again but it was Brittany who broke it this time.
"You are staying over tonight right?"
"Yeah if that's ok."
"Yeah course, do you want some jamas?"
"Yeah thanks."
Brittany rose from her bed and walked over to her drawers removing some shorts and a top for the Latina to wear to bed. She handed them to Santana. "Here you go."
Santana just smiled as a response to say thank you.
Brittany had also pulled herself some shorts and top out of her drawers. "I'll leave you to get changed in here and I'll go in the bathroom."
Santana just nodded a s reply to Brittany's statement.
Brittany walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She didn't bother locking it. There was point really. She began stripping off her clothes, besides her bra. She like to wear that to bed, but nobody knows why. She began putting on her own shorts and top, and then sat herself on the toilet seat, just to be sure she didn't walk in on her friend changing. She began having thoughts to herself.
Am I dreaming? Because I'm pretty sure that Santana is in my bedroom right now. It must have been about an hour ago that she ran away and left me standing alone in the bathroom, making me feel like a total fool. Well at least I know now that she's not mad at me anymore. Wait was she even mad at me. The last time we did. That. She blanked me for days. I guess she wasn't mad.
Having been seated on the toilet for a few minutes thinking to herself, Brittany walked back into her bedroom to find Santana already under the covers.
"Hey." Santana said.
"Hey." Brittany walked over to the bed and grabbed a pillow off the bed and chucked it on the floor.
"What are you doing? Why are you putting your pillow on the floor for?" Santana asked wondering what on earth Brittany was doing.
"because I'm sleeping on the floor."
"Why?"
"I thought you might be more comfortable with me on the floor."
"No Britt. You can't sleep on the floor. I'm not bothered about sharing a bed with you. We do it at all our sleepovers."
Not wanting to bring the situation up of why she was going to sleep on the floor, Brittany chucked her pillow back onto the bed, and climbed under the covers. She leaned over to her lamp and turned it off. She then turned, lying on her side facing Santana with her head in her hand propped up on her elbow.
Santana was also propped up on her elbow lying on her side facing Brittany and looking at her deep in the eyes. "What took you so long in there?"
"I wanted to make sure you were changed. I didn't want to walk in on you half dressed and then you start shouting at me on calling me a penis file"
"You mean paedophile?"
"Yeah that too."
Santana let the corner of her mouth raise up showing what could pass for a little smile. They both fell into another silence. There seems to be a lot of that tonight. They both continued to stare at each other. Santana suddenly reached out her hand and placed a lose strand of Brittany's hair behind her ear, and let a few words slip out of her moth, that she didn't really expect herself to say.
"Your beautiful B."
"So are you."
"Do you mind if I try something?"
Brittany sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and nodded.
The brunette removed her head from her hand and sat up which Brittany copied. She slowly inched forward staring into blue orbs. Brittany decided she would lean in closer as well but stopped when the Latina spoke.
"Don't move." with these two words Brittany stopped dead in her tracks and just looked at Santana as she started getting closer and closer. Santana let out a shaky breath, which Brittany thought smelled like strong alcohol. The shorter teen closed her eyes which Brittany mirrored. The blond then felt soft wet lips press against hers. Both girls eyes remained closed. Santana moved her body closer to Brittany's then lifted her left leg over Brittany's right and let her right leg remain on the other side. Not once breaking the connection of their lips, Santana was now straddling the blond, with one of her hands sliding down the blonds side, whilst the other grabbed her arm and pinned it above her head, just like Brittany had done to her in the bathroom. Brittany's free hand now slid under the back of Santana's shirt, to have a little skin-to-skin contact. Santana had reached the destination at the bottom of the blonds shirt and slowly moved her hand up her bare side, until she was only centimetres away from the blondes bra. She broke the kiss and looked into crystal blue eyes.
"Its ok." The blond whispered.
Santana dove back on to Brittany's lips. She felt the blond slide her tongue against her bottom lip, but this time she gladly let her enter. Since the brunette now had permission, she started to slip her hand over the top of Brittany's bra, gently massaging them with her hand. With her other hand on Brittany's arm, she slowly slid it up, making the blond shiver beneath her touch and entwined their fingers, both squeezing, not wanting to let go. The kiss was getting more and more heated, but not wanting the scare her friend away again, Brittany pulled away pulling her friends bottom lip with her, only to release it with a quick peck afterwards.
"Well, That was. Nice." Brittany gave a smile.
Santana let out a whispered "Yeah."
"It's late, maybe we should get some sleep now."
Santana nodded and rolled off of Brittany, now lying on her side with her back to Brittany.
Brittany just laid flat on her back staring up at the ceiling. "It's a shame about those super powers, it would have been totally cool." The blond wasn't expecting an answer from her friend, so she closed her eyes, wanting sleep to overtake her. Brittany's eyes grew wide, when she felt an arm drape onto her stomach and another whispered "Yeah." into her ear.
Santana laid her head in the crook of Brittany's neck. "Night B."
Brittany took this as an opportunity to sling an arm around the Latina to cuddle into her closer. She closed her eyes and kissed the top of Santana's head. "Night San." The two teens fell asleep straight away, one happy blond, and a confused brunette. But Santana would figure out stuff in the morning.
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will now start writing the next chapter, which i think will take a while since it maybe a hard one to write since i haven't thought about it yet. Will update as soon as i can.