Love Bug Chapter 10: Love bugs and love you, a glee fanfic

A/N HELLO! ITS ME I AM BACK AGAIN. So guess what this god damn asian got on her math exam and literature exam? a 93% for both bitches oh my god and guys on my physics exam i only knew 1 topic which nuclear and was half the exam and i guessed the entire circuit analysis part and i got a 70% gOd Is reAL! Then i got a 74% for chem which isn't that good considering chem is my second best subject but eh i'll do better on my end of year. ANyway, i hope you guys have had a killer week and i hope you all smashed exam week if you're going through it. ALSO THIS STORY REACHED 105 FOLLOWERS ! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR READING THIS! I LOVE U ALL! ANYWAY ENJOY!

Also, check out my new chapter titles, my favourite is chapter 9's lmao.

PREVIOUSLY ON LOVE BUG

-Santana and Brittany become girlfriends officially

-Santana admits to Kurt and Rachel she's in love with Brittany

Brittany is at her desk in her dorm room studying, or rather trying to study, for her upcoming test on hydrocarbons. It's hard to focus when she keeps looking at her phone hoping a message from Santana will appear. She thinks that if she stares at it hard enough, that a message will pop up, but alas, no matter how much she glares at the phone, no messages come through. Brittany sighs, she knows Santana is at work right now, but she wants to talk to her, but she also has to study, but she also wants to dance around her dorm to kill time, and she also kind of hungry. She rolls her eyes at herself, trusting herself to be this indecisive. Still, the box sitting on her table is just waiting to be opened by Santana, and Brittany can't wait until she can give it to her and watch her reaction. Brittany stares at the box and smiles, looking down at her own baby girl sweater fondly. Being in a relationship is fun, she thinks. Suddenly her phone rings and she jumps a little, looking around embarrassed even though she knows she's in the room alone. Santana is ringing and Brittany sighs in relief, pressing the answer button and scooping her phone to her ear in a fluid motion.

"Hey baby," Brittany says, excited that she can use a pet name. Santana smiles at the end of the other line, before she rolls her eyes playfully.

"Um, no, you can't call me baby. I already call you baby girl, find your own nickname," Santana playfully chides, her smile growing wider at the fact that she's talking to her girlfriend. Brittany laughs into the receiver; she's ten seconds into the call and already her mood has lit up like the sky on the Fourth of July. Then again, Santana is her Fourth of July.

"You know what? I'm going to Google some right now," Brittany says, opening a new window on her laptop and typing in 'pet names for girls'. "Holy shit," she laughs, prompting Santana to ask her what she's seen.

"What is it?" Santana asks as she steps out of the NYPD forensic lab and locks the door behind her. She can't wait to get over to Brittany's dorm and be with her, she almost feels like a cliché, wanting to spend every waking moment with her. Then again, who wouldn't want to spend every waking moment with someone like Brittany?

"I Googled pet names for girls, and one of the results was," Brittany says, in between laughs, "egghead." Santana laughs as well, unsure of how that's exactly a 'pet' name.

"If you call me that, I'm breaking up with you," Santana jokes. Brittany gasps into the phone mockingly.

"I'm shattered, really. Who will I call egghead now? Rachel?" Brittany says, smiling when Santana laughs into the receiver, "but really, if you were breaking up with me, I'd just pretend not to hear you,"

"Smart tactic, you're so smart. My baby girl is so smart," Santana cooees, not caring that she is pretty much bulldozing people out of the way so she can get to Brittany faster. Brittany bites her lip and picks up the box sitting neatly on her desk. She flicks it open and smiles at what's inside. Then, the perfect pet name hits her.

"Well, if you don't want egghead, then I have the perfect name for you, but I can only tell you in person" Santana 'oohs' into the phone, smiling at the blonde's attempt to be mysterious.

"Damn, is it weird that you being all mysterious kind of turned me on?" Brittany laughs and leans back in her chair, opening and closing the box in her hand.

"I'm not sure how people will react if we have phone sex right now, I mean I guess I could but what if you get arrested for public indecency?" Brittany says in a fake serious voice, smiling when Santana's heavenly laugh once again rings through her ears, "who will bring me the cupcakes I'm kind of craving right now?"

"You are too cute, but honestly, I'd totally risk getting arrested for you." Santana says, and even though the topic they're speaking about is sort of morbid, Brittany finds it amazing how Santana can turn anything into something sweet.

"And I'd totally risk getting arrested for you too," Brittany echoes, earning a smile from Santana. She's out of the building now, standing on the side walk smiling at the passing cars with her phone pressed to her ear to make it seem like Brittany is right next to her, talking to her. Santana hails a cab expertly and covers her phone as she tells the cab the address she wants to go to. Her first stop is a bakery she loves, because her girlfriend just said she's craving cupcakes, and Santana would do anything to get Brittany to look at her like she's a Hispanic Jesus.

"As sweet as that is, and as much as I love talking to you, aren't you supposed to be studying?" Santana questions as the cab starts moving. Brittany looks at her books, her notes all over the place and her last sentence half finished. She shrugs even though Santana can't see her. "Did you just shrug?" Brittany is sometimes amazed at how well Santana seems to know her.

"Yes I did, and how did you know? Are you an alien? Is that why you told me Kurt and Rachel were aliens, trying to cover up your tracks? I'm onto you, San." Brittany says through a smile. Santana laughs as the cab pulls up to the bakery, she tells him to keep the engine running as she gets out of the car.

"No comment," Santana says. This conversation is weird, but it's another charming aspect of Brittany, Santana can say whatever she wants and Brittany won't question it, she'll just keep talking about it. The Latina walks up to the counter and asks for four red velvet cupcakes, Brittany's favourite, watching as he puts the cupcakes in a nice box.

"Knew it," Brittany whispers conspiratorially, "anyway, I forgot to ask before, but how was your day?" Santana mouths a thank you to the worker as she takes the boxed cupcakes, walking out the door.

"It was pretty good, a new interesting drug case came in, I analysed some of the drug samples found," Santana replies, as she covers the receiver again and tells the driver to take her to Columbia. "What about you baby girl?" Yep, Brittany will never get tired of hearing that, the baby girl part, not the drug analysing.

"Oh you know the usual. I saw a fist fight, which I rate 1/10, not enough fist action. I also patted a dog," Brittany says, trying to recall her day, "Oh! And I am one hundred precent sure I walked in on a professor and a student getting it on. Let me tell you now, it was n-a-s-t-y nasty." Santana laughs and makes a disgusted noise.

"Gross, was he old?" Brittany thinks back to the odd scene.

"I didn't see his face, but I did see a wrinkly butt and I did hear a high pitched scream. So I'm going to assume the butt was the professor and the screamer was the girl. As for the wrinkly butt, I'm fairly certain he was old." Brittany says with confidence.

"Damn, you cracked the case. Maybe you should take up a job here at NYPD," Santana jokes as she pays the cab driver and gets out of the cab. She's two minutes away from seeing Brittany and her excitement is sky rocketing.

"Speaking of NYPD, where are you? I thought you got off work at six today, it's six thirty," Brittany says, looking down at the box in her hands. She can't wait to give it to Santana. The Latina smiles as she walks towards Brittany's door, box of cupcakes in one hand and her phone in the other.

"I know ugh, I'm stuck in traffic right now," Santana says with fake annoyance, when in reality, her smile is growing as she stops in front of Brittany's door.

"Aw man, I hope you get here quick-"Brittany is interrupted by a knock on the door. Unsure of who it is, she looks at it suspiciously. "Hold on, someone is knocking on my door," Brittany gets up to walk the door, and Santana sense perfect surprise opportunity.

"Hey, what did you say you were craving before?" Brittany half listens half fiddles with the lock on the door, trying to unlock it.

"Oh, I said I was craving-"Brittany swings the door open and her sentence is left unfinished, her eyes widening with slight shock at the sight of Santana standing in front of her, holding an open box of…

"Cupcakes," Santana finishes off her sentence for her, tucking her phone into her jacket pocket, smiling ear to ear, "hey baby girl," Brittany lowers her phone while her smile grows tenfold. She takes in the sight of Santana, standing at her door, with a smile that could break and mend hearts, and a box of her favourite cupcakes.

"Fuck," Brittany breathes as she grabs Santana hand quickly and pulls her into the room. She quickly walks them to her desk, taking the cupcakes and placing them onto the desk before she spins back around to face Santana, grabbing her by the back of the neck and pulling her into a kiss. Santana smiles into the kiss, putting her hands onto Brittany's hips and pulling her closer.

"What?" She says, when the break apart and smile at each other adoringly. Brittany smiles and tucks a lock of hair behind Santana's ear.

"Fuck, you're perfect," Brittany whispers. Santana bites her lip and grins at her, "thank you for the cupcakes." Santana shrugs like it's no big deal and sighs in content. She takes a seat on the bed and crosses her legs, smiling happily at Brittany.

"So, I recall you telling me that you would tell me my new nickname," Santana says, prompting Brittany to remember the box on her desk. Her excitement grows as she grins at Santana.

"Yes I was! But first, you need to close your eyes. And if you open them, I will punch you." Santana looks at her in confusion and laughs, shaking her head.

"Would you actually punch me?" Brittany looks away for a millisecond.

"No…" She says in an unconvincing tone, "doesn't matter, close your eyes!" Santana holds her hands up in defeat and closes her eyes. Brittany pretends to punch her, and when she doesn't flinch, Brittany knows that she's really closing her eyes. She claps a little and rushes over to her desk, taking the box and opening it up in her hands. Brittany bounces over to the bed and sits on it, mimicking Santana's cross legged position. She holds the box in front of Santana and grins.

"Okay, open your eyes." Santana opens her eyes instantly and looks at Brittany first, before her eyes go down to the small box she's holding. All the air leaves her lungs and her eyes widen comically. Sitting in the box is a small Pandora ring, the Princess Tiara ring. It's in the shape of tiara, with a small jewel encased in a love heart at the top. Santana covers her mouth with her hand and laughs slightly in disbelief, looking back up at Brittany who's smiling widely.

"Before you get scared, I'm not proposing to you," Brittany says, smiling before taking the ring out of the box and holding it up. "I saw this a few days ago when I walking around, and I thought of you. I know that's cliché and everything, but you mean so much to me. Everything about you is just… Perfect. I've never met anyone who could make me smile like you, make me laugh like you, make me happy like you. The way you listen to every word I say, the way you think of crazy things to do, the way you pick up on the little things, like what I'm craving or when I want to dance. There aren't enough words to describe the way I feel about you. So I got you this ring, it symbolises how I feel about you, and what you are to me. Out of all the things that my hands have held, you have been, by far, the best. You're my princess." Brittany grins at Santana, whose eyes are filling with tears. Brittany softly picks up her hand and carefully puts the ring on her index finger, happy that it fits perfectly. Santana looks at her with adoring eyes; I am definitely in love with her.

Santana doesn't know what to say, though the three words are on the tip of her tongue, she can't bring herself to say them. It's odd, she knows she's in love with Brittany, but it's almost as if she doesn't really believe that they'll last. It's an irrational fear Santana has, that whenever something amazing happens, some tragedy is bound to strike. It's not like Santana is certain they'll break up, she just has that possibility nagging at her, and she's scared. Brittany is the first person Santana has ever fallen in love with, she has such a strong attachment to Brittany; she doesn't know what will happen to her if they don't work out. But Santana wants them to work out, she can't see her life without Brittany, and she doesn't know how she was living without her before. She pushes the thought from her brain; of course they're going to work out, and even if they don't, she has to make every moment count.

"It's beautiful, thank you," Santana whispers, earning a grin from Brittany. Santana leans forward and brings their lips together in a slow kiss, bringing her hand to the back of Brittany's neck and pulling her closer, deepening the kiss. The kiss is slow, but gets heated when Brittany moves onto Santana's lap and straddles her. Soon the kiss is sloppy with their lips crashing together and Santana's hands are roaming up and down Brittany's thighs and back. Santana breaks the kiss and moves her lips to Brittany's neck immediately, kissing the skin there. Brittany tilts her head to give her more room, and tangles her hands in the brown locks below her, pulling Santana closer to her neck. Brittany moans softly when Santana drags her teeth down the length of Brittany's jaw, before peppering kisses along it. She moans louder when Santana sucks that spot on her collar bone.

"Fuck, you're so good at that," Brittany breathes. Santana smiles and brings her fingers to the hem of Brittany's shirt, and just as she is about to tug it up, there is a loud, rapid bang on the door. Brittany is so frightened by it that she falls off of Santana and onto the floor, startling Santana.

"Jesus Christ, are you okay?" Santana asks, getting up and offering a hand to Brittany. The blonde takes it gratefully and pulls herself up, trying to even out her breathing and erratic heartbeat.

"Yeah I'm fine, I just got scared by the knocking," Brittany says, before she realises someone is still at the door. She smiles apologetically to Santana and walks towards the door, ready to glare at whoever just massively vag blocked her. She swings open the door, and for the second time that night, is very surprised by what she sees. She almost screams when she sees her two brothers, Dylan and Nathan, standing in front of her. Brittany didn't know they were coming, they didn't say anything to her and quite frankly, she's concerned how easily people can find out which dorm she's residing in.

"Hey little sis," Dylan smirks. Dylan and Nathan are twins; they look pretty much exactly the same. Both boys have blonde hair, like Brittany, and greenish blue eyes, unlike Brittany who has bright blue eyes. Though they look like the same person, their personalities are different. Nathan is more reserved; he likes books and is a smart thinker. Dylan loves partying and being silly, and it's almost like Brittany is a mix of the two brothers.

"Miss us?" Nate says, with a growing smile. Brittany squeals and jumps into their arms for a hug. They haven't seen each other since Christmas last year, and it's almost July now.

"Dyl, Nate! What are you guys doing here, and why did you knock so hard. Trying to break my door?" Dylan laughs.

"Break your door? I'd obliterate it, have you seen these guns?" He says, flexing his arms. Santana watches from inside the room, incredibly confused as to who just showed up at Brittany's dorm. She suspects it's her brothers, so she just stands in the middle of the room awkwardly, not sure if she should go up to Brittany or not. Before she can make a decision, she accidentally locks eyes with one of the brothers; she doesn't know which one though.

"Uh Britt? Who is that behind you?" Brittany turns around and looks at Santana, who looks incredibly awkward and unsure of what to do. She smiles at her and rushes over to her, taking Santana's hand in hers. Santana is thankful that Brittany is back at her side, holding her hand calms Santana down. She isn't sure why she is so nervous, she can deal with strangers with ease, but knowing that these two men standing in front of her are incredibly important to Brittany, it makes her crave their approval. Brittany excitedly waves her hand, gesturing for Dylan and Nate to come into the room. They've always been protective of her, and usually it takes a little warming up for them to approve of someone Brittany brings home. She prays that Santana will win them over the way she's won Brittany over.

"Guys, this is my girlfriend, Santana Lopez," Brittany says carefully, gauging their reactions. Their eyes flash with surprise and suspicion at the same time, though it seems to dull a little when Santana smiles at them and waves. Nate smiles are her brightly and Dylan grimaces, scaring Santana a little.

"Hi," she says shyly. Brittany hasn't seen this side of Santana, how did she go from sex goddess to shy third grader in a matter of minutes?

"Bro, why is Brittany's girlfriend hotter than me?" Dylan says, nudging Nate in the ribs. Brittany laughs and pulls Santana closer to her.

"Everyone is hotter than you, Dyl," Dylan puts his hand over his heart dramatically.

"I come out here to surprise my little sister, and I end up getting insulted," Nate rolls his eyes and extends his hand to Santana.

"It's nice to meet you Santana, my name is Nate," he says, with a charming smile. Good looks must run in the family, Santana thinks as she takes Nate's hand. Dylan grins at her and offers his hand too.

"I'm Dylan, the best looking one in the family," he says with a wink, "I mean Brittany is pretty, but I'm prettier," Dylan cups his cheeks with his hands and bats his eyes. Santana laughs and Brittany rolls her eyes.

"How are you the best looking if we're twins?" Nate says, with a smirk. Dylan opens his mouth to reply, before he closes it and coughs.

"I will get back to you on that," he says with a wink. Nate rolls his eyes and turns to Santana, with a bright smile.

"Well, we came all the way here to surprise you, why don't we go out?" Nate suggests, looking at them with hopeful eyes. Brittany looks at Santana questioningly, who smiles back brightly. Brittany grins widely and claps her hands.

"Let's get this party started!"

Their party location ends up being a bar on campus, since no one throws a massive party on a Tuesday night. It doesn't matter though, drinks and fun is all Brittany needs, and with her brothers in town and her girlfriend next to her, it's everything she wants. They're seated in a booth, talking aimlessly about their lives. Santana finds out that Dylan and Nate are only two years older than Brittany.

"So, what are you guys studying?" Santana asks. If they're two years older than her, that means they should still be in school, depending on what they're studying.

"I'm studying law, Nate is studying neurology," Dylan says. Santana's eyes widen, the entire Pierce family must be smart.

"That's awesome, what school?" Santana asks. Brittany is happy to see that Santana is slowly becoming for comfortable with her brothers; nothing makes her happier than to see the people she loves get along.

"I study at Harvard Law School," Dylan says with a proud smile. Nate's features mimic Dylan's, and they look exactly alike.

"I study at Harvard Medical School," Nate says, before winking at Santana, "Harvard rep, you 'mirin?" Santana laughs and shakes her head and links her arm with Brittany's, smirking at them.

"Nope, we're Columbia rep. I'm a forensic science killer, and Britt Britt here is a chem/bio/dance killer," Santana says, brushing off her shoulders cockily. Dylan and Nate both raise their eye brows in amusement.

"Ooh, Ivy League battle," Nate says with amusement, before his face turns serious and his voice hardens slightly, "but, as much as I would like to tell you all the reasons why Harvard is better than Columbia, I want to know how long you've been dating our little sister." Brittany stiffens, oh god here comes the over protecting. She side eyes Santana, hoping that the Latina doesn't get nervous again. Though it seems that she's had enough time to adjust to the two boys, her face doesn't show any concern or surprise.

"We've been dating officially for a few weeks, but we were seeing each other for three months before that," Santana answers coolly. Dylan raises an eyebrow.

"Seeing each other? Why didn't you guys just date?" Brittany is literally starting to sweat slightly. Santana doesn't even bat and eyelash, she only smiles sweetly at them.

"Well, when we first met each other, I was really busy, with work and school and everything. I didn't really have time for a full relationship, but I agreed to tutor her, which is how we met actually. The more I spent my time around her, the more I came to see that I would give up anything for her. My busy schedule seemed so minuscule compared to the way Brittany made me feel," Santana says casually, turn her head and grinning at Brittany, who smiles back at her, "So we started seeing each other, but then I realised that Brittany deserved everything, not just half a relationship and half my time, so I asked her to be my girlfriend and here we are." Dylan and Nate look at each other for a second, before turning back to them. Brittany is watching their eyes, seeing if they flash with emotion or stay blank. She thanks sweet baby Jesus when she sees Nate's eyes twinkle with happiness and his lips curve into a smile, while Dylan raises his eyebrow and smirks, nodding slightly. She knows now that they approve of Santana, and who wouldn't?

"That's awesome, I hope you guys last long," Nate says, raising his glass. They all raise their glasses and clink them, taking a drink afterwards. Suddenly, a loud voice booms throughout the bar, and they all turn their heads to see the bar owner on what looks like a stage.

"Hello! Welcome to Tuesday night karaoke, anyone is welcome to get up on stage and preform! Remember, embrace your potential! I hope you enjoy whoever is brave enough to get on up!" The bar owner says with a cheery smile. Santana suddenly gets a bright idea. Brittany has never heard me sing before, she thinks to herself. She grins widely and tells the group she has to go to the bathroom, and kisses Brittany on the cheek before she leaves. Brittany watches her go with a wide smile, before turning back to her brothers.

"So, what do you guys think of her?" Brittany asks, wanting clarification on whether they approve or not. Nate grins at her.

"She's totally awesome sis, a blind man could see how much she cares about you. She gets the Nate stamp of approval," he says with a wink. Dylan nods in agreement, taking a swig of his drink before smirking.

"She's totally in love with you," Brittany chokes a little on her drink, and her face goes red.

"What? How do you know?" Dylan scoffs.

"Like Nate said, a blind man could see how much she cares about you. Home girl is practically oozing love when she sees you, and that's a great thing, shows how much she really likes you," Dylan shrugs, and Brittany smile absentmindedly, making Dylan raise an eyebrow at her. "Do you love her?" Brittany almost immediately answers.

"Yes, I'm pretty sure I do," Nate claps his hands excitedly.

"Aw, my little sis, all grown up and falling in love. Have you told her you love her yet?" Brittany shakes her head, making Nate pout.

"No, I want to wait for the perfect moment," Dylan laughs.

"There is no perfect moment; the perfect moment is when you actually say it. You could be behind a dumpster, but as long as you say those words, it becomes the perfect moment." Brittany looks at him admiringly.

"You're too smart," Dylan smirks.

"Runs in the Pierce genes," he shrugs. Nate looks around and suddenly looks surprised.

"Hey Britt, isn't that Santana on the stage?" Brittany turns her head towards the stage, and sure enough there's Santana sitting on a stool on the stage, microphone in hand and a bright smile.

"Yeah it is…" Brittany trails off, confused. She thought Santana was going to the bathroom. Santana looks out at the crowd, but she only cares about a pair of blue eyes she's grown accustomed to. The bar owner comes out again, walking up on stage and standing next to Santana.

"Well look here, we have our first singer for the night. Why don't you give it up for Santana Lopez," he says cheerily. The bar cheers but Brittany, Nate, and Dylan cheer the loudest. Santana grins at Brittany and brings the microphone to her lips.

"This song is dedicated to my beautiful girlfriend Brittany, who I can't begin to describe with words. So instead I'll sing her a song, for the first time too. Hey look, we can add this to our list of first." Santana says with a smile, making Brittany giggle and clap excitedly. Santana nods to the guy off stage, who starts the music.

Called you for the first time yesterday
I finally found the missing part of me
I felt so close but you were far away
Left me without anything to say

Brittany is physically taken back by Santana's voice. It's sweet, raspy, and sultry all at the same time. She is actually very confused on how she's gone this entire time without hearing Santana sing. Nate and Dylan both look surprised as well.

"Whoa, you never told us she could sing this well," Dylan says, impressed written all over his face. Brittany is literally speechless.

"I didn't know she could sing this well either," she breathes, captivated by Santana's voice.

Now I'm speechless
Over the edge, I'm just breathless
I never thought that I'd catch this lovebug again
Hopeless, head over heels in the moment
I never thought that I'd get hit by this lovebug again

Santana gets off the stool, takes the microphone from the stand and pulls it off, taking the microphone with her as she jumps off the stage and onto the bar floor. The bar patrons are clapping along to the beat of the song, enjoying her performance. Santana never takes her eyes off Brittany as she walks towards their table. She grins when she gets closer, seeing the happiness shine in blue eyes as she pours her heart out in song.

I can't get your smile out of my mind
(I cannot get you out of my mind)
I think about your eyes all the time
You're beautiful but you do not even try
(You do not even, do not eventry)
Modesty is just so hard to find

Santana holds out her hand for Brittany, who takes it gladly. Santana pulls her up and spins her around effortlessly, thanks to Brittany's amazing dancing skills. She brushes her thumb over Brittany cheeks when she sings 'beautiful but you don't even try.' Nate and Dylan look at each other, wide smiles on their faces at the sight of two people so in love.

Santana doesn't let go of Brittany's hand, instead she leads her up to the stage and leads her to the stool. Brittany sits down on it and grins adoringly up at Santana. Brown eyes never blue ones as Santana serenades her. Suddenly she leans down and places a quick kiss on Brittany's lips, before pulling away and singing the next lines.

I kissed her for the first time yesterday
Everything I wished that it would be
Suddenly I forgot how to speak
Hopeless, breathless
Baby,can'tyou see?

Brittany is almost about to pass out from the emotion she feels. Santana always finds new ways to make her feel special. Her eyes catch the sparkle on Santana's finger from the ring that Brittany gave her earlier. And in that moment, with Santana singing to her, and with her finger sparkling with a ring symbolising everything they mean to each other, Brittany is one hundred precent, without a doubt, in love with Santana Lopez.

The music starts to fade out and Santana extends her hand to Brittany, pulling her up as she sings the last words to her.

Oh, lovebug again

The music stops and the crowd cheers, with Dylan and Nate pretty much screaming. Santana doesn't look at them though, she only looks at Brittany. Brittany, the girl who means everything to Santana, the girl who Santana is almost certain she will love until the end of time. All her earlier doubts fly out the window, because even though there's the possibility they might break up one day, that sure as hell won't stop Santana from loving her today. So she tells Brittany what she's certain she was put on this Earth to do.

"I love you, Brittany. S. Pierce," Santana says. Dylan bites his fist to stop himself from causing a riot out of happiness. Brittany can't believe Santana just announced that she loves her, in front of an entire bar of strangers, and her brothers. But Santana is spontaneous like that, it's one of the things that Brittany loves about her, so she tells her.

"I love you too, Santana Lopez,"

A/N so i was going to wait a little to say the 'i love you's but i literally could not wait because every time i wrote something sweet i wanted to follow it up with the i love you and i couldn't wait anymore so yes nice they love each other! What did you think? Leave a review and lemme know homies. See you next week! Laterz Skaterz! also Love Bug made an appearance!

song: Love Bug- Jonas Brothers