I do not own Glee. But if I do, the episodes would all be happy happy joy joy. Haha. Mistakes are mine, knowing me there will be alot. :D
SantanaPOV
I climbed up the stairs and stopped in front of Brittany's door. Contemplating if I should knock or open it right away.
But considering the situation, she must've locked her door. So I knocked.
"Britt can I come in?" I asked. But no one answered.
"Brittany?" I tried again but no answer. I twist the door knob, but I was surprised that it was unlocked.
Pushing the door open I saw her lying under the covers of her bed. "Britt." I said as I sat on top of her bed trying to get her out of the covers.
After a few minutes a head if blonde popped out and blue eyes were staring at me. "I'm sorry." She mumbled. I sighed in relief and got under the covers to lie next to her.
"I'm sorry too." I told her softly.
"But it's my fault we're fighting."
"Britt-" But I was cut off.
"No. I'm sorry for making you worry because I went home with Sebastian and then getting mad at you when Stephanie dropped you off." She started. "I was just overwhelmed and scared when I came out if the bathroom. There were cameras and flashes everywhere and people keep asking me questions. One even asked if I was in a sex tape."
"They what?!" I said turning to face her. Tears were streaming down her face and I could tell that the experience had been traumatic to her. "Babe please don't cry. You're here now. I'm here." I wiped her tears.
"I got really scared. Then out of nowhere Sebastian was showed up and took me out of the crowed. The next thing I knew I was in his car telling him to go back." She continued.
"You told him to go back?" I asked.
"Yeah because you weren't with me. And I knew you would be worried." She said shyly.
I smiled and kissed her softly. "Thank you."
She looked at me confused. "For what?"
"For telling me. To be honest I was very jealous that Smythe was the one to pull you out of the crowed and drove you home." I confessed.
She laid her hand on the side of my neck and stroked my cheek, smiling at me softly. "If it makes you feel better I was wished it was you who showed up."
I laughed and pulled her closer to me. "This is why I didn't want people to know about our relationship. They'd bombard you with questions and bizarre ones I might add."
She snuggled into me, burying her face on the crook of my neck. She let out a yawn and chuckled. "You're really comfy."
"So you're using me as a body pillow?" I asked.
"Maybee." She said playfully.
"Get some sleep Britt." She hummed in response.
We laid like this for a while. Her snuggled up against me, her arm around my waist and my arms around her, playing with her hair. I can't help but think about how messed up things are. Brittany's in the middle of this. I really want to tell everyone that she's my wife but if I do the label will sue me for breaching the contract and might cost a lot of money. I don't want to touch that money because its for me and Britt. For our future. For our kids.
Woah. Take a step back there Santana. It's too early to be thinking about kids. I can't help but smile at the thought of mini Britts running around.
Anyways, even if it did come out that we're married Brittany would be labeled as an unfaithful wife. And we all know that's not true but people can be harsh. How can I fix this? My thought going through all the possibilities. Which leads me to what Emma said a while ago.
I need to talk to Sebastian. I will talk to him. Right now.
"I need to leave for a little while." I whispered to Brittany.
"What? Why?" She whispered back, confusion can be heard in her tone.
"I'm going to find solutions. I'm going to fix this." I explained.
"Right now?"
"The sooner I fix this, the sooner I can tell the world that you are mine." I told her. She stayed silent for a few moments then nodded.
"Okay." She answered while getting off of me.
"I'll be back soon. Get some rest." I pecked her lips before leaving the room. "I love you."
She gave me a sleepy smile. "Love you too."
Once I shut the door of her room I pulled out my phone and dialed Sebastian's number.
"Santana?"
"We need to talk." I said skipping the hellos.
I heard him took a deep breath. "Is this about Brittany?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Okay." He texted me the details where we would meet up.
I pulled up next to his car on a secluded part of the park and walked up to him where he was sitting on one of the benches.
"So what do you want to talk about ?" He asked. Once I sat down.
"I know we aren't on good terms but I'm doing this for Brittany. I want to know some answers." I took a deep breath. "Britt thought that something happened between you two, you know the night when they took the pictures."
"What?! We didn't do anything. I would never do anything she wouldn't want to do." He quickly explained.
"I know. We know nothing happened. But why? Why did she kiss you? You even brought her back to your place?" I said trying to control my anger.
"She didn't know what she was doing when she kissed me. She had a raging fever so I'm guessing she was hallucinating. I love her that's why-"
"Wait, wait, wait. Hold up." I cut him off. "You love Brittany?" What. The. Fuck.
He gave me a sad smile. "Yeah I do. But hear me out. I know she's married and I respect her. I brought her to my house because I can't just leave here under the pouring rain with a fever. So when we got home I called my sister, Marley, to change her out of her clothes."
"So you love my wife. Woah. Isn't this because of me?" I asked.
"Well, at first it was. Knowing Santana Lopez' biggest secret that could ruin her career. But when I saw how you just ignored her it just, developed."
"This is weird. And awkward." I whispered.
"Yeah, I know. I'm in love with someone who doesn't feel the same and is married." He chuckled breaking the stick he was holding to pieces and throwing it. "It's kind of pathetic. But I can't control it." He continued. "She doesn't deserve to be in this mess."
"I know. That's why I came here to talk to you." I said.
"Are you asking for my help?" He replied.
"No. Yes." I sighed. "I don't know. But I want to know why you're being silent about this?" I admitted.
"To tell you the truth, I really don't know. I'm waiting for Britt to talk to me. What am I supposed to say? That you two are in an arranged marriage? That it's impossible for her to do all the things they're accusing her of?"
"I don't know Sebastian. If you love her, I love her more than that. And she loves me back." I said.
The hurt was evident in his eyes when I said it. "I know. I can see it every time she looks at you. But if you love her so much, why don't you just tell everybody that she's your wife?"
"You know I can't do that. I have a contract with the label." I reasoned.
"How is that my problem?" He countered.
"It's not only that. If I tell them she's my wife how am I going to explain about your pictures floating around? It's gonna ruin her image and who knows what gossip those people will come up about her? She's already affected with what's happening." I explained. "We can't take another step. And on top of it all we have to go back to school tomorrow, we know how the students treat each other in the halls of McKinley."
He sat silently, looking straight ahead but he was lost in his thoughts. After a few moments of silence he let out a breath. "I don't know. But I'll try to do my best to solve this for Brittany." He stood up. "You need to go home. I know you're tired from the flight and all that's happened. Heck, I'm tired too. We need to let all this information sink in before we discuss what we'll do any further."
Damn he's right. I nodded my head and stood up. He walked me over to my car and even opened my door for me. He's being a gentleman even though I've been a bitch to him. I took Brittany away from him. She was never his anyways.
"Thanks." I said as I sat in my car.
"No problem. We made it through a conversation without going down each other's throats. It's a new world record!" He said.
I chuckled. "See you tomorrow Seb."
He gave me a genuine smile. "See you Satan." He said laughing at the glare I gave him for calling me Satan as he closed my car door. "Drive safely!" He called over his shoulder.
God I want to hate him. But he's too kind.
Emma was heading to her room when I stepped inside the house.
"Hey San. Where have you been?" She asked.
"I talked to Seb." I replied. She gave me a small smile.
"I knew you'd do the right thing. Well if you're hungry there's food in the fridge. Just heat it up. Britt and I already ate." She let out a small laugh. "You better check on her though she was on autopilot when she came down. Too sleepy to function I had to feed her half of the time." She shook her head.
"I'm not hungry. But thanks." I walked up the stairs next to her. "Goodnight Em. And thanks again for everything."
She gave me a small smile. "Anytime. Ahhh kids. They need a little push sometimes. Even if that push sends them all the way to New York." She said before closing the door of her room.
I let out a small laugh and opened Britt's door. She was passed out on top of the covers, her blonde hair splayed everywhere. At least she managed to change into comfy clothes. I changed into my boxers and a sleep shirt and stood in front of Brittany's bed deciding on how to get her under the covers without waking her up.
After a few minutes I was left with no option but to wake her up. So I gently rubbed her back. "Britt get up, we need to get you under the covers it's cold." I said softly.
She got up with her eyes still closed and sluggishly got under her covers mumbling something about how people keep waking her up. I giggled at her. She's too adorable.
She took me by surprise when she wrapped her arm around my waist and pulled me under the covers with her. "Since you disturbed my peaceful slumber, you're going to be my body pillow tonight." She said as she snuggled up to me.
Her voice was rough with sleep it sounded so sexy that my blood rushed to my groin. This woman will be the death of me. "Well I'm not complaining." I said wrapping my arm around her.
"Mmm. Goodnight San." She placed a kiss on my neck before nuzzling closer to me.
"Goodnight Britt." I said as I feel asleep thinking that I can get used to this.
Brittany POV
I was moving across my room in my bra and skirt to my closet looking for a new shirt. I found one and put it on. After buttoning my shirt I took the school tie that was over the my desk chair. I turned around and saw Santana on the same spot since I came out of the bathroom. I was going to change in the bathroom but she said I didn't have to because it was my room and it was "nothing she didn't already see." She was sitting on top of my bed, already dressed in her uniform, her feet was dangling off the side and she was leaning back on her hands. Her eyes were focused on my actions. I noticed that it was a shade darker, she was shamelessly leering at me. I looked down trying to hide me blush but at the corner of my eye I see her smirk indicating that she saw my blush. Turned shyly and she chuckled and made her way over to me. She took the tie from my hand and lead me back to my bed. She sat back down and I was standing between her legs. She lifted the collar of my shirt and started doing my tie. I noticed that she had a crease between her brow, deep in thought.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked smoothing out the crease with my index and middle finger.
"Hmm? It's nothing." She replied placing her hands on my hips once she finished fixing my tie and collar.
"San." I said.
She looked at me for a moment then pulled me down on her lap and I wrapped my arm around her shoulders. "Remember when I said I had to leave last night?" She said placing her around my waist, pulling me closer to her.
I nodded my head. "I went to talk to Seb."
"Why?" I asked shocked.
"Well I said I would fix this and I need to cooperate with him to help you get out of this mess." She said.
"Thanks." I smiled. "You didn't have to do that"
"Yeah but we wanted to. So just relax and don't worry about a thing, the only thing you have to worry about though is giving me a proper goodmorning." She said.
"I already gave you goodmorning." I countered.
"No you didn't. You just mumbled 'morning' and made your way to the shower."
"Well then, Goodmorning dahling." I said in a fake New Yorker accent.
Santana laughed. "You forgot something."
"What?"
She leaned in to my ear. "My goodmorning kiss." She said as she kissed a ticklish part on my neck, making me giggle.
I pulled back and gave a peck. "Goodmorning."
"I'm not finished." She pouted. She cupped my cheek and captures my bottom lip between hers. My free hand made its way to the side of her neck. Our lips massaged each others and I felt her tongue glide across my lip asking for entrance. I granted her access and she ran her tongue along the roof of my mouth before massaging my tongue with hers. I moaned as our kiss turned heated and after a few minutes we pulled away for much needed air. He rested her forehead against mine and looked at me while waiting for our breathing to go back to normal. She smiled goofily at me. "And that 'dahling' is how you properly greet you wife a good morning.
I laughed. "Whatever you dork. We need to get to school." I stood up and held her hand as we headed downstairs.
Halfway down her phone rang. "Holly?"
Holly? Why was Aunt Holly calling her so early? Maybe for her album.
"He what? Now? As in right now? She's here." Santana said looking at me. I looked at her confused and she just squeezed my hand. "Yeah. Ok. Bye." She put her phone back in the pocket of her skirt and lead me down the stairs.
"What's happening?" I asked.
"We need to turn on the TV." She said.
"Huh? Why?" I didn't get my answer because my phone began ringing and Santana made her way to the living room. I stood in the hallway and answered the call not bothering to check the id.
"Hello?"
"Brittany." It was Sebastian.
"Seb? Are you okay?" I asked. He sounded a bit down.
"Do you love Santana?" He asked bluntly.
"Huh? What are you saying Seb?" Okay this day is getting weirder.
"I love you."
"Sebastian what are you-"
"I really like you. Ever since we first met. If I could replay what happened in the elevator I would."
"Seb-"
"If I could, I'd steal you away from Santana. Now we're in the middle of this mess."
"But it's my fault. Don't blame yourself. I'm the one who kissed you."
"Did you kiss me because you have the same feelings or just to get back at Santana?"
Now I felt really guilty. That day was when I did the stupidest thing in my life. I kissed Seb. I was really angry at Santana and Stephanie and he was there. He was my solution to the loneliness. I used him to get back at Santana and I betrayed Santana by kissing him.
"Seb please-"
"Just answer this. How much do you love Santana?"
I didn't know what to say but the words came tumbling out of my mouth like autopilot and it was the most natural thing to say. I know once the words flew out it would leave Seb more heartache.
"I love her so much. More than my life." I whispered. I heard him sigh and tears were now flowing down my face. I never wanted to hurt him.
Sebastian POV
"Sebastian please." I heard her say.
"It's okay. Just-" I need to say this even though it hurts. "I'll be here anytime. You can come to me for anything. I'll always love you." I said and ended the call.
Tears were threatening to fall but I didn't allow that. God, why did I have to fall for her? She's married. And she chose Santana even after all they've been through.
I wiped the tears that escaped and stepped outside the room. Camera flashes began going off and I saw my sister looking at me.
"Are you sure?" Marley asked.
I nodded my head. "I can do this."
I sat on the chair ready for whatever questions the press will throw at me.