The WB studios – 18th of April
Santana was staring at her imagine reflected in the mirror in front of her. She smiled satisfied, she was looking amazing. She was so happy and thrilled and she couldn't stop walking around the changing room, checking her outfit every two seconds or doing whatever came into her mind. The previous day had been a blast, they had started filming the music video and the result was awesome so far.
They all had such a great time; they had mostly focused on the scenes in the street and in the library. All the guys had been amazing, very professional and with a lot of energy. They had managed to film for eight hours in a row but in the end it was worth it. Everything seemed to be so perfect, the makeup, the outfits, the choreographies and also the locations.
The director had decided to left for the following day all the scenes at the club, since it was supposed to be the most complicated and long part to shoot. She had arrived at the studios very early in the morning and she had already shot all the solo scenes and at the same time the other dancers had focused on the group choreography in the night club.
The location was amazing, they had manage to recreate a real underground club with a privet where Santana was supposed to shot all her scenes and two dance floors, one in front of it and a upper one behind.
She checked again her makeup she just wanted to be perfect then she started walking again and mentally going through the choreography steps. She was starting to feel nervous, the next scene was the dirty-dance-with-Brittany one, she wanted her to be perfect, sexy and teasing. She had already demonstrated that she was very talented and plus she was really satisfied by the solo shots. She wanted to be perfect not only for the video, that was about to determine her future career, but also for Brittany.
They hadn't faced the Matt topic yet and the previous day they didn't really speak a lot because of all the chaos.
She knew that Brittany had chosen Matt. Well the truth was she had never considered her as a possible choice. Santana was feeling refused and she wanted to have a little pay back on her. She knew that Britt was no longer in love with her, but she was sure that there was still something underneath, a little tension, a sexual one.
While she was admiring herself in the mirror some knocked at her door and before she could have said something Brittany was already in.
"Hey, can I disturb you Miss Lopez?" she said mocking her.
Santana turned herself. They both froze for just a sec to admire each others. They were both amazing. Santana was supposed to play the male part of the couple and so she was wearing the sexiest black leather pants, black high heels boots, white shirt, a black tie and a black jacket. Brittany on the other hand was stunning in a short backless dress and lovely high heels.
"Wow." Santana told her "You look amazing."
She blushed a bit. "You're not so bad either." She replied "I think that with those pants you'll make a lot of people happy today."
"Well, thank you Miss Welsh." She said making a bow.
They laughed again, Brittany seemed happy and Santana was pleased about that. She thought that it wasn't the best time to ask her about Matt so she decided to wait until the end of the day.
"So are you ready to be picked up?" she asked.
"Aha. Please be gentle. If you want I can suggest you some starting lines." She teased.
"I get that covered. I'll start saying that I love fat smoking cats and then I'll go on speaking about how much I hate sad songs because they make me very sad and I'll end up saying that you're as magic as a unicorn." She said.
Brittany kept on the game even if she was a little bit touched about Santana remembering all those things about her.
"Mmm it can work. Can you imagine when the other Glee club's guys will see our video?"
"Ahah.. they'll go crazy. It's funny because they are the only ones to know about us, about our past. For the rest of the world we'll be just two hot chicks making out."
"Very hot ones." Brittany added.
"Maybe they'll like us."
"They'll love you for sure!" she smiled at her "I've seen some of your shots, you're amazing."
"Thanks. Actually I was talking about us as a couple, fake couple of course."
"Ahhh…do you think we will have fans?" Brittany asked, they were still joking about that. None of them was taking that speech seriously.
"Yes, we're going to have lots of shippers. We are hot, you're blond and I'm a brunette, you dance, I sing. We're the best couple ever."
Brittany laughed. "We can be the next Brangelina! We should find our couple name too!"
"Ahaha that's true. Mmm what about Santittany?" she proposed.
Brittany snorted. "Oh come on, it sucks. Only a dumb will pick up that name."
"Ahaha I bet Rachel Berry will." Santana said joking, then she stopped, her eyed lit up and she looked at Brittany.
"How about Brittana?"
"Wow! I love that! So it's set, our future fake couple will be called Brittana. I can already imagine all the tweets about it!"
A guy suddenly entered into the room.
"Five minutes girls. We are almost ready." And then he left.
Brittany took a deep breath. "Ok I'm ready. "
Santana walked right next to her and whispered "Are you sure?" she was teasing her the best way she could.
Brittany smiled. "Aha. Very funny." And she started going out the changing room, she stopped on the door.
"Oh, Santana, when we are dancing try not to do your horny expression. I don't know if I'll be able to hold it." And then she left.
Santana was feeling so excited and a little bit turned on by the conversation with Brittany.
On the contrary she was also confused about Brittany recent behaviors. She made every possible effort to make her understand that she wasn't in love with her anymore and that she only wanted to be with Matt, but on the other hand in the past weeks she had been teasing her all the time, joking and laughing with her and occasionally flirting a little bit. "Life is unfair" she thought while leaving the changing room and approaching to the set.
Lights, camera, action! – 30 minutes later
The location was finally ready, the crew had set the light, the three camera and the dancers in the background were ready to go.
Santana had spent some minutes reviewing the choreography and trying to figure out how to play the scene with Brittany. The tension had started growing minute after minute and every time her eyed had met Brittany's ones the situation had gotten even worse.
Brittany came near her while she was observing a cameramen trying to fix a floodlight.
"Are you ready?"
"Kind of. Just a little bit nervous, you know." She said honestly.
Brittany took her hand. "It's gonna be all right" she said sweetly.
Santana looked up to the sky. Why was she behaving like that?
"Ok girls, we're ready."
Brittany pulled her by the hand.
Take one.
As the music started Santana began to sing and to perform the choreography alone for the first ten seconds, then suddenly Brittany jumped in. They performed the steps in the correct way, Brittany was really good as she could notice. Santana was so concentrated about everything: the steps, the lyrics, the moves and Brittany being there with her. She couldn't stop thinking about the last sequence, the almost-kiss one, they were about to get there.
She had reviewed that moves so many times that she could do it with her eyes closed; the last sequence included Brittany blinking at her, then turning and trying to leave, Santana grabbing her by the arms, making her do a twirl and finally pulling Brittany back in her arms. The director had said to stare at each other for a few seconds and then to pretend to kiss.
And there she was, Brittany winking and there turning. Santana's heart started beating even faster, she grabbed her and she pulled her back. Brittany looked up at her.
Oh god.
She couldn't uphold the expression and so she rushed it. She got closer for just one second and then she pulled back.
"Damn, good job San." She thought.
Mike, the director, shouted "Cut!"
Santana turned and looked at him.
"Too soon?" she asked.
Mike just nodded and approached to the girls, in that few seconds Brittany mocked her.
"Don't worry! We can always just cuddle, San."
Santana didn't answer even though she found that funny. She was upset because she was feeling uncomfortable dancing that close to Brittany. That was what she wanted but Brittany recent behavior had confused her and she didn't know where they were.
"Brittany you were amazing." Mike told her making her smile. "San, you were great, you did everything right but.." he stopped as he was trying to find the right words.
"I know what you mean. Let's try this again."
Take five.
According to Mike there had been improvements but they still were acting as two simple dancers, not as two people dating. Santana was still nervous, Brittany was so teasing her and she wanted her to stop because she wasn't able to focus on her performance. She just wanted Brittany to take her seriously. She couldn't stop thinking.
"Ok, six, seven, eight. Of fuck." She stopped.
"I'm sorry guys, I've made a mess." She apologized.
"Santana relax! From the beginning!" Mike said.
Take ten.
That was so frustrating.
Wink, turn, hold.
Santana pulled Brittany and then she looked at her intensely.
She burst out laughing, Santana snorted.
"I'm sorry, you should have seen you're face!" Brittany said.
Santana didn't answer.
"Sorry guys, I need a moment." And she walked away to get a glass of water.
When she came back she was feeling better, a little more confident.
Mike had reached Brittany in the meanwhile and they were talking about that.
"Girls, I know it's hard but come on. Try to concentrate a little bit more. You're doing great but it's not enough, it's still fake, not real. Just try to put more passion in it, ok?"
They both nodded unenthusiastically.
"Ok, how can I help you? " he stopped for a second thinking.
Brittany and Santana stood there in front of each other.
"Just try to think of the person you want most right now."
They both looked up at each other.
Damn.
"I'll try my best" Santana said teasing Brittany, that immediately looked down.
Finally she had gained again the control of the situation.
"Ok girls, come on!"
Take eleven.
They started dancing again but Santana was feeling different. She didn't know what had changed but she was enjoying that singing and dancing and staring at Brittany approaching to her. She came closer and closer; they started dancing together but this time all the moves, all the steps were more passionate and intense. Santana felt Brittany's hand moving up her thigh, she felt a shiver down to her spin. She looked at her as she wanted to have her right there. She could notice that Brittany was enjoying that too since she heard a soft, almost imperceptible, moan. She gained even more confidence. Brittany spun around her, until she found herself in front of her, giving her the back. Santana could smile her wonderful, intoxicating perfume, she put her hands on her waist. Brittany turned her back to look right at her, Santana got closer until their noses were almost touching. Brittany winked and started walking away, Santana grabbed her strongly, maybe too much and pulled her back. She put her arms around her, holding her in a tight embrace. Brittany looked up, she was panting. They stare at each other for just two seconds but it felt like an eternity.
Then Santana did it.
She kissed her.
It was quick, but their lips brushed for a second. She could feel Brittany slightly opened her mouth, just a millimeter but is was enough for Santana to taste her.
That moment lasted only two seconds since Brittany pulled away as soon as she realized what was going on.
Everyone started clapping and screaming approving words.
Santana overwhelmed, couldn't say anything to Brittany who had stepped aside.
"Girls! That was what I was talking about! Amazing! If I didn't know you I would think of you two as a real couple. Well done." He said satisfied. "Ok guys, we're done here. Let's get ready for the next shoot"
Santana smiled happy of their work but most of all of the kiss. She look for Brittany but she was already gone.
She managed to find her in the looker room.
"Hey." She said.
"Santana I really would like to be alone right now."
Santana came closer to her, but she stepped back.
"Oh come on Britt, it got caught up in the moment. It didn't mean anything." She said just to reassure her.
"You know it's not true." She sighed. "Santana, I'm marrying Matt." She said out of the blue.
In that particular moment Santana felt the same thing she had experienced when she had left the choir room the day they had broken up. And there she was, five years later, feeling the same emotion: desperation. She looked at Brittany, she didn't know what to say.
Brittany didn't let her talk. "Face it." She said and then she left.
The Waldorf hotel – five hours later
Brittany was in the elevator asking what she was doing there. She knew.
"Face it."
That had been the worst sentence ever. She had never thought that she would have been able of hurting Santana. She had immediately felt bad about that but she was still shocked about their kiss. She wasn't ready for that to happen, she wasn't ready for Santana either. She represented what she had always wanted but could have. She was so afraid of facing her feelings and she knew that Matt was the safest choice, she loved him and he made her feel good.
He made her feel good.
Good. That was the problem. Good wasn't amazing.
She didn't know the exact reason why she was standing in the elevator, she just felt that it was the right place to be.
She just wanted to apologize and spend some time with her.
She had arrive in front of her door. She sighed and knocked.
When the door opened her heart exploded. She was ready for everything, everything but that.
"Ana, what are you doing here?" she whispered.
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