Why Do I Love You? Chapter 10: Ten, a glee fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee

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Calling in sick isn't something I enjoy doing, but when you have been up all night coughing and being sick, it takes a toll on you when all you want to do is sleep. When I was ill I was never in the mood to see anyone. Sam came over once when I was sick and I actually yelled at him. I hated anyone seeing me so ill and miserable. Right now I was curled up in bed with water on my bedside table with a bucket beside my bed for when I needed to be sick. My forehead felt as though it was burning,. My fever was above 45 degrees which was definitely not a good thing. I was pregnant which definitely made it more dangerous. I couldn't g to the doctor since I knew I wouldn't make it there without wanting to throw up. In the background I had the film I usually watched when I was sick; Dear John. I just loved the story so when I was sick I had it on a rolling loop. It was how my parents always knew I wasn't feeling well. However, what made me feel better was I had been feeling my baby move, which I didn't think I would be feeling just yet. Something was different but I wasn't sure what it was. I didn't expect to feel the baby move at this stage, however, maybe I'm just being observant since I read up on pregnancy and how the mother should feel so I know when to expect everything. I was not good with surprises and since I didn't want any, I made sure to read up on what is to come.

My temperature was way too high right now so, being the person I am, I went to get a flannel drenching it with cold water. If this was going to help my temperature then I would hopefully cool down a little. Laying back down on the bed I put the cloth on my forehead sighing in relief when I felt my head cool down a little bit. I was starting to feel a headache coming on which did not help me. I was never ill, so I didn't understand where this was coming from. I closed my eyes hoping to feel a little bit of relief. It wasn't helping that much if I was being honest, however, if I could get any relief it was better than nothing. Laying on my bed I was only in my bra with a pair of jogger bottoms on. I kept them around so I had some clothing I could wear when I just wanted to lounge around. My hands were moving over my stomach whilst I listened to the film. I jumped in shock when my phone vibrated on the side. Looking at my phone I saw messages from Sam.

Sam: 8:40am - Morning San. Where are you? xx

Sam: 9:17am - You are okay, right? xx

Sam: 10:37am - Damn it, Santana, Just let me know you're okay! I take it you're ill? xx

Sam: 11:12am - Fine, I'll take it as you being ill. You better not be messing with me...xx

I couldn't help but chuckle at his messages. He could worry about me so much at times when I was literally not even in a bad situation. I was surprised I didn't have any texts from Brittany but I knew I would find out why later. She probably has something up her sleeve I'm not aware of.

To Sam: 11:47am - Sam I'm fine. I was just up late last night being sick. Stop worrying :) xx

Putting my phone down I closed my eyes again but not before taking my phone off vibrate. I didn't want a shock close to the one I just had again. No one needs that in their life. Especially a pregnant person.

I heard my door open slightly causing me to look up but I just smiled when I saw my dad walk in. Wait, wasn't he supposed to be at work right now? I guess he was told about me not being in school or something. They usually do when the parent isn't the one who calls in just as a precaution in case the student is just skipping school. It wasn't the case here, however, it can be in a lot of instances.

"Hey sweetheart. The school rang me so I came to check on you." My dad said sitting on the edge of my bed. He removed the flannel from my forehead, before feeling my temperature with his hand himself. "You're boiling, pumpkin."

"I was up all night being sick. My temperature has only come on this morning, dad." I explain taking the flannel back, putting it back on my forehead. "I'm okay; I just need a lot of sleep I think."

He smiled with his hand resting on my hair. "Okay, just call me if you need me. I'll be downstairs."

"But what about work?"

"My daughter's health is definitely more important." Dad responded before standing up. "How about I make your favourite lunch?"

I grinned. Damn, the sound of my favourite meal being made already had my mouth watering. "That sounds amazing, even if I might not be able to keep it down."

"I'll keep it light." He said opening my door. "Just rest up, darling."

Dad walked out my room closing the door behind him. I never thought dad would take the day of work just to take care of me, however, the fact he did made me smile. I didn't get to see him a lot but at least I did when it counted. I got back to resting my eyes so this headache would perish. The last thing I wanted was for my head to be pounding the way it had been the past hour. I didn't even know if Paracetamol was an option since I hadn't read up on taking medication during pregnancy. Maybe I should just so I know for future reference.

I had my eyes closed so I was surprised when I felt the bed dip. I'm sure he just went downstairs. Maybe he forgot something.

"Dad , what's up?" I uttered, pressing the flannel against my forehead when I felt soft lips on mine. I smiled instantly, opening my eyes. "Brittany, what are you doing here?"

"Well I came to see why you wasn't at school when your dad answered. He thought you might need me after he told me you wasn't feeling well today." Brittany explained, taking the flannel off my head."I'll put this under cold water again."

She walked to the bathroom and I was shocked. She came over to see where I was, showing concern, and I wasn't kicking her out whilst I was ill. I had no idea why but enjoying it was my plan. I usually just tried to look after myself and...shit. I looked a mess and Brittany just saw me! Crap, I had to get changed right now. I started to sit up when a hand pushed me back down.

"Lemme up."

The blonde above me, chuckled. "No. You need to lie down. Your dad said you looked like you had a headache and sitting up will not help."

I pouted. "But I have no top on right now."

"You look sexy, baby." Brittany responded, making the butterflies in my stomach come alive. Baby? I didn't expect to hear that from her. Looking up I saw the determination and genuine care in her eyes so I nodded laying my head down on the pillow. Brittany brushed the hair back from my forehead, laying the flannel on it. I sighed in relief when the coldness hit. Brittany moved onto the bed sitting against the headboard before listing me up a little to lean against her front. Damn, she was strong and comfy all in one. She ran her fingers through my hair kissing my forehead.

"How are you feeling?" Brittany asked, putting her hand on my chest, noting how hot I actually was. "Damn, Santana. Your body temperature is definitely higher than it should be."

I let my eyes flutter closed once more. "It's been high all morning. I feel too hot and every time I eat I can't keep it down."

"I'm here to look after you." She whispered tracing her fingers up and down my sides softly. "I'll be around until you get better."

"What about school?" I asked, tilting my head so I was facing her neck. I'm sure Brittany could feel my breath when I spoke. "You need to learn."

Brittany kissed my temple. "You're my family and I always look after my family."

I felt guilty. The whole thing with Joseph I hadn't told her. Joseph had rang me a couple of times in the past week but Brittany didn't know. Joseph called me last week because his dad was getting angry so I told him to hide in his room. Apparently he hadn't gone to look for him so he stayed in his bedroom all evening before going to bed. The second time he called me, Joseph had almost been hit because of his drunk father. I had no idea what to do and I was only eighteen. If I could I would take him away from there, but without proof it was pointless. The court would never look at an abuse case with no evidence so, unless I could find a way to prove it, I couldn't protect him. He told me over the phone how scared he was and that was only a day after he went back to his dads. I was scared for him. I promised I wouldn't tell anyone which made things ten times harder. Technically I should be going to the police or something so they could check the place over, however, that might make things worse.

Being here with Brittany just made me completely relaxed. Well, until I began coughing. It was one of those deep manly coughs which was not attractive in the slightest. I was already naked on the top half and I only had jogger bottoms covering my ass and legs. Brittany began to rub my stomach, which I think was a substitute for my back. Clearly it didn't do a lot to help, but I appreciated the sentiment nonetheless. I looked over at the TV and began to actually watch the film. I usually just enjoyed listening to it in the background, however, this time it was nice to watch it.

"I felt the baby move today." I said, smiling happily. "I wasn't expecting it but it's as though the baby wants to make me feel better."

I saw Brittany beam at me from the corner of my eye. She carefully laid me on my back, straddling my legs moving her fingertips over my bump. It was soothing sensation on my stomach. I knew it must be frustrating not being able to feel everything I do, but at least she got to saw our baby growing from the outside. I was getting quite a bump on me after all. At least it was only a couple of weeks until our 20 week scan. We got to find out the gender and, even though she never told me, I could tell she was excited. The way she acted when I spoke about it made my heart flutter. I ran my fingers through her hair as she began to kiss my stomach. The way she had acted around me when we were alone made me see what kind of person she was. Affectionate was definitely a word I would use to describe the blonde. She was always feeling my stomach and speaking to the baby when she thought I wasn't listening. She was going to be such an amazing mother. I couldn't wait o see everything in person.

"I can't wait to meet you, sweetheart." Brittany whispered kissing my bump once. "You are going to be such a beautiful child. You have two beautiful mummies out here waiting to meet you. Don't come out too soon though because we want you to be healthy so we'll wait no matter how long it takes. Well, come out when your mummy hits forty weeks so we can meet you. There are so many names I can think of to call you."

It astounded me how she had thought about names, on the other hand it made me feel ecstatic. She had been thinking far ahead just as I had. Sometimes I hadn't realised just how alike we were. Yes, she was a cheerleader and I was a nerd, however, when it came down to our family she was thinking the same things I was. Our family. The phrase just sounded right and I couldn't believe that in four months Brittany and I would be a family. All three of us would be a family together no matter where in the world we were. I hoped New York, but I would never move somewhere Brittany didn't want to go. Only because of the baby. No personal feelings involved...

"You thought of names?" I brought up, looking down at her. "I didn't realise."

Smiling, Brittany moved to hover over me. "Of course I have. Why? Haven't you?"

"Of course I have." Repeating what Brittany just said moving my fingertips up her arms. "I just didn't realise you had."

Before I could say anything else, Brittany leant down kissing me softly. I cupped her cheeks stroking her skin softly with my thumbs. It was one of those short but sweet kisses. Short but made you feel so much in those few seconds.

"I have thought about names." Brittany began with a smile. "My favourite names for a boy are Nicholas, Ethan, Jonah & Isaac."

I looked at her surprised. "Isaac? I love that name too."

"Really?" Brittany asked, grinning. "What about a girl?"

"Grace. I just love how lovely the name sounds. What about you?"

Brittany bit her lip. "Well I didn't choose that name, however, I do like the names Lillian, Hailey, Madison & Adriana."

My eyes widened. Okay, how did she think of all those beautiful names? Damn, we'd be set if we were having twins with all of those names she had in mind.

"Damn. We are totally set for names because all of those are beautiful." I commented, causing Brittany to blush. "No, seriously, they all amazing. I especially love Lillian."

"Me too." She whispers before sitting beside me. "How are you feeling?"

"Still feel off but you made my headache go away."

The both of us decided to lay down together. I laid on my side whilst she spooned me from behind. It was always nice to have someone hold you to make you feel loved and safe. I couldn't get enough of Brittany's arms around me and how she made me feel do warm because of what she was doing. I let my eyes close which usually happened when she held me, however, Brittany knew that. She knew when we ended up in this position that I would end up falling asleep which was why we did this position at night too, Sometimes we altered it but it was always Brittany holding me. She was taller than me so it made sense. I would hold her if she needed it though, My eyes began to close and I just listened to Brittany's steady breathing in my ear whilst I felt myself drifting off.

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A loud bang startled me. I jumped up in surprise which caused Brittany to sit up too. She looked as though that had awoken her as well. I glanced in her direction noticing her sleepy look and messy hair. She looked adorable right now. Okay that was not the point. What the hell was that noise? I got up out of bed when my father came rushing into the bedroom.

"Dad?" I asked, looking at his face. "What's wrong?"

He looked at me nervously. I don't know why he would be because I was completely safe. Plus, Brittany was here with me. What could have gone wrong? Well unless it was my mother coming back to give her reaction then we were screwed but - oh shit. I looked behind my father to see my mother standing there. I hadn't seen her in weeks and now she came back for a war? How mature is that? Brittany moved in front of me in a protective manner. I bit my lip not knowing what to do. She clearly slammed open the door so it wasn't good. I knelt high with my hands on Brittany's shoulders who took my hands in her own instantly. I saw dad glance in her direction before standing next to Brittany's left hand side.

"Maribel."

"Carlos."

"What are you doing here?" Dad asked, folding his arms. "You left."

She sighed, nodding her head. "I did, because I needed time to think."

Well, that hurt. What could she possibly need to think about? I can only imagine that she had to think about the whole pregnancy situation. I noticed her looking at mine and Brittany's hands before she shook her head looking back at me and my dad. Seriously, she was kind of making me angry. I have to say though...sleep really helps you when you are ill. I feel a lot better after the nap we both took together.

"What about?" I questioned, looking at her intensely. "I'm your daughter. You are meant to support me through difficult times."

"You are pregnant, Santana! " My mother snapped. "This isn't a difficult time."

"OF COURSE IT'S A DIFFICULT TIME!" I yelled, which made Brittany wince at the loud noise against her ear. "Sorry Brittany."

She shrugged. "No problem. Who needs to hear in life?"

I chuckle kissing her temple. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine." She responds kissing my hand.

I turn back to my mother glaring in her direction. "How can you not say this isn't a difficult time for me?"

"Santana..."

"No, you need to listen! I am going through a really difficult time so the last thing I need is for you to be in and out of my life because you don't agree with my decision!"

"You're right, I don't agree with your decision." Mami tells me calmly, before walking over to me sitting down beside Brittany. "Neither of you made the decision to become pregnant. The only decision you made was to not destroy a child's life. I can't be angry at you for that."

Okay, I didn't expect this. Was she coming to apologise for running away from her problems? I was really confused right now. I looked down at Brittany who gave me an encouraging smile. How can someone be this perfect? Honestly? She didn't even say anything and she still said something I needed to hear. I turned to face my mother with my arm moving to wrap around her shoulders. I felt Brittany's hand on my arm as I did so.

"I don't understand." I stated, looking at the woman in front of me. "You left. You left your husband and child."

She pressed her lips together looking down nodding her head. "I did and I can only apologise. I grew up in a household that would never accept this kind of behaviour. But then I remembered something."

"What?" I asked out of curiosity.

She gave me a warm smile. "I got pregnant with you when I was eighteen. My parents kicked me out and I went to live with your father because of the circumstances."

"So that's why we don't see your parents?" I asked, getting a nod in response. "They didn't agree with your decision?"

"No, and they still don't. When you turned four, the three of us went to a wedding on your father's side of the family. They all accepted us and was happy for us. I had never felt so accepted before." Mami explained. "So I went to my parents and told them that they either come and see their grandson or I didn't want to know them. You can guess for yourself what happened."

I bit my lip processing what she told me. How could someone you love do that to you? Was it so much of a pride thing that they wasn't even able to admit they were wrong? I couldn't imagine kicking my baby out of the house if they were having a baby. More than anything I would support them until the day I die. I'm sure Brittany felt the same way. I was shocked at her honestly. I hadn't heard this story before so it was weird but comforting to hear. My mother dropped her family to keep me which she knew I would do in my situation.

"Why did you leave then?" I asked needing to know the answer. "If you knew how it felt, why did you leave?"

"Honestly? I forgot all of that happened. I haven't spoken to my family in so long that it didn't even cross my mind. I knew I could never leave you, Santana. I want to help you as much as I possibly can." She explained before turning her gaze to Brittany. "I want to thank you, Brittany. Thank you for looking after my daughter and being the responsible person."

Brittany kissed my arm once. "I would do anything for your daughter."

"I know you would." My mother said, agreeing with Brittany's comment. "Look after her. Also, be prepared to have lots of kids. Santana was an only child."

"Mami!" I gasped in shock. "Brittany doesn't need scaring off even more!"

"Pssh, as if this girl is going anywhere but your bedroom." My mother teased, causing my mouth to open in shock. I cannot believe her!

"MUM!" I cried out, covering my face before pointing to the door. "Please leave. Just go before you embarrass me even more."

My parents burst out laughing. Mum got up off of the bed to stand next to dad with a smirk on her face. I cannot believe she would embarrass me like that. What kind of parents were they? That's right. Embarrassing ones. I watched them walk out the door continuing to laugh at my timidity, getting up afterwards to close the door behind them. Even though they did embarrass me, I was glad my mother had come round. I never thought this would happen. How was I supposed to process everything so quickly? I had gotten used to the fact my mother wouldn't accept me and now she had? It was a good feeling, just confusing from my standpoint. I turned around walking back to the bed when my stomach turned queasy, It definitely wasn't a good feeling. I sat down on the bed when I picked up the bucket instantly throwing up into it. Shit, this was not attractive. Why did Brittany have to be here? Why did she have to be the ones to see me like this. I felt soft fingers bunch my hair together so I wasn't getting sick in my hair, putting it into a bun for the time being. Brittany's hand move in circles whilst I threw up. I had felt better earlier but now I felt horrible again. I thought sleeping had sorted it, but apparently not. Moving away from the bucket I paid my head down on the pillow closing my eyes.

"It's okay." Brittany assures me, getting up taking the bucket to the bathroom where, I assume, she's gone to clean the bucket out.

I lay on the edge of the bed with my hand underneath my pillow resting my eyes. They felt so heavy all of a sudden and I didn't know why. I hadn't felt tired five minutes ago, so why now? I reached over picking the flannel up from earlier pressing it against my head. I didn't have a headache but the coolness of the cloth made me feel better. The bed dipped once again before arms went around my waist. Brittany took the cloth from my hand before holding it herself against my head.

"Does that feel better?" Brittany asked, running her fingers through my hair in which I nodded in response. "Good. I want you to feel better."

I hold the hand that was wrapped around me mumbling. "Mhm. I feel better around you."

"I'm glad." Brittany whispered kissing my temple. "I want that."

"Can you put some music on?" I mumbled. "My iPod is in the docking station."

The bed went up a little bit indicating Brittany had gotten up to put some music on. My music was on the other side of the room after all, so she couldn't just lean to the side to do it. When I heard 'Don't Let Me Down' come on by 'The Chainsmokers' I knew she had sorted out what to do. I didn't move for the entire time she was up until she moved back behind me.

"Better?"

I nodded my head. Music always made me feel better. "I do. Music is soothing."

Brittany's body came away from me for a second and I wondered why until I felt her body against mine again, with our skin touching. She had taken her top off before wrapping her arms around me once again. I just wanted to lay here with her forever.

"When you get better I want to take you out."

I smiled tilting my head to look at her. "I'm completely fine with that."

"Perfect."

Brittany grinned holding my body close to hers, burying her face into the crook of my neck.. I turned my head back around just allowing myself to relax. It was the only way I knew that would make me feel better. Well, at least I had a reason to get better now. Brittany was planning on taking me out when I did and that was something to be excited about.

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Since I had gotten back to school I had a lot of work to catch up on which was why I spent a lot of time in the library. I had seen Sam a couple of times, which was disappointing. It was as though he had a girl so I didn't matter anymore. I didn't think too much into it because I was happy for him. He finally found a girl he likes and I should be happy for him, right? I decided to focus on my work instead of thinking about Sam. I wasn't going to continue to text him when he was busy with someone. Was he feeling the same about Brittany and I? I really hoped he wasn't because I didn't want that. I tried to balance my friendship with Sam and friendship with Brittany the best I could. I know it didn't seem as though we were friends, however, we weren't dating so what else could I call it? Friends with benefits seemed a bit too vulgar to say. I didn't know what it was. All I knew was Brittany and I were going on a date at some point which meant we would then be classed as dating. Maybe that's what we were doing. Dating. Seemed a right fit to me but we hadn't made it official or anything. Honestly, I had given up labelling it. We were just kissing in our free time. That was it.

I was currently working on my history paper. Since I was off from Wednesday til Monday I had a lot of catching up to do. I didn't mind though because it gave me something to do. Yes, my life wasn't that exciting. Sorry to disappoint you all. I had already completed my work for Maths, English and Science. I just had to complete my History and Geography work. I had other subjects too but they hadn't given out any homework so I was all caught up in those areas. Running my fingers through my hair I finished the last few sentence before adding that piece of homework to the pile of completed pieces. Is it sad that I actually enjoyed myself? Maybe, but I did. I had been so bored, aside from having Brittany to talk to, when I was off. At least now I was doing something productive instead of just laying in bed all day. Well, I made out with Brittany a few times - okay, we made out more than a few times. We kissed a hell of a lot whilst I was off, but she didn't care that I was ill. She even told me how she thought I was gorgeous no matter what I was wearing. That was definitely a good confidence boost.

"Do you mind if I join you?" A voice above me asked. I looked up to see someone I definitely recognised, but I couldn't think of how I recognised her. "All the other tables are full."

I smiled nodding before moving my stuff away from the other side of the table allowing the girl to have some space to work on. I decided to put all my completed homework into a plastic wallet so I knew what I had done. So now I only had to do my Geography work. I turned a page in my notepad and began to write. My hand might be feeling achy but I ignored it. Having this done was my main priority whether it made my hand fall asleep or not.

"You've got a lot done." The girl in front of me commented on. "That pile of completed work is impressive."

I blushed in response. "Yeah I'm kind of a nerd. It's my first day back since Wednesday so I want everything done so I can be caught up."

"I understand. I like being on top of my work too." The girl whispered. "I'm Nicole."

"Santana." I said smiling. "I know you, don't I?"

She nodded her head with a smile. "We went to summer camp together. It's been a while though."

"Summer Camp?" I questioned thinking about it for a second before clocking my fingers together. "Right. Nicole Freeman. We were best friends there. We sang together all the time."

"One of our past times." Nicole responded with a laugh. "You look good."

"Thanks." I whisper, looking down at my work blushing. "I've looked better."

It was weird having Nicole sat across from me. I hadn't seen her in so long and now she was at the same school as me? Back when I was still in Primary School I went to a summer camp in Year Five. I went for the entire summer and it was the best summer. It was a camp for performing arts including acting, dancing and singing. It was amazing and I will never forget the time I spent there. It helped my singing a lot and I got into dancing too. Best. Time. Ever.

"Don't be silly, you look gorgeous!" Nicole said.

Looking up, I noticed her casual look still made her look hot. Shit, I shouldn't say that. She looks good is what I should say. Not in a sexual way or anything because I don't feel that way but...crap I can't even try to make that sound better. As you can probably guess I used to have a crush on her. She was tall, skinny, athletic with brown eyes and hair. She definitely kept herself fit through exercise.

"You look better than I do." I compliment, fiddling with my pen. "You look...wow. How long have you been here for?"

Nicole raises her eyebrow. "Really? I've been here all year. I'm even part of the Glee Club."

"Shit" I curse to myself. How can I not have noticed her? Am I that oblivious to other people in school? "I'm sorry I didn't even realise."

"It's fine, don't worry about it. Your singing is phenomenal. I always knew you were good, but now you're just - fantastic."

My grin couldn't keep itself in. It made my heart flutter just thinking that she liked my music. I knew everyone in Glee Club did but I knew Nicole when I was just a beginner and the fact that she still liked the way my music sounded was unbelievable. I wanted to know so much but I didn't know what to ask. Did she have a boyfriend? Did her parents remarry? Did she still love dancing the way she used to? It was the reason I got into it. She loved dancing so I took classes with her and I never regretted it. I got better at dancing and continue to do it to this day. She was a terrific dancer.

"So...how has your life been?" I asked, continuing to fiddle with my pen. "You look great so you must have a pretty decent life."

Nicole chuckled. "Well you already said that, but o=I'll dismiss that. Yeah, life is good. My parents found different partners so they are now happy which makes my life so much easier."

"I can imagine."

Nicole glances at me before standing up. "Okay so I know you're probably stressing so how about we go to the Auditorium?"

I raise my eyebrow in question. "And do what exactly?"

"What do you usually do in an Auditorium?" Nicole asks, chuckling. "Come on. I've wanted to sing with you for a while. You're thinking too much about your homework. I want to take your mind away from that for a bit."

I look at my workload in front of me. Would it really be such a bad thing to distract myself for a while? I usually have Brittany distracting me but Nicole was offering so it wasn't as though I was doing anything wrong, right? I looked up and took one glance at Nicole's smile before standing up. I gathered my things together putting everything into my bag before walking out of the library with her. Ever since I met the girl she had only cared about one thing, making sure I was relaxed and happy. It was why I connected with her so much that summer. Plus, she wasn't exactly ghastly to look at either.

"So what's going on between you and Brittany Pierce?" Nicole asks out of the blue. "I'm really confused on whether you're together or not."

Shrugging my shoulders, I didn't know what I could tell her. Heck, I didn't even know. "We're not together, but we kiss a lot."

"Kiss a lot? Like making out and stuff?"

I shrug again. "I guess so? I don't know what we are. She didn't even notice me until I told her I was pregnant."

"What?!" Nicole gasped, stopping on the stairs of the Auditorium to look at me. "You're pregnant?"

My eyes closed instantly before I nodded my head. How could I just blurt it out like that? That could have been anyone which would not be good for my social status here. Not that I had one, but I was already at the bottom of the social ladder. I didn't want everyone knowing about my personal life. Especially about the fact I was pregnant.

"Yeah...it's not long until my 20 week scan." I mumbled putting my hands in my pocket. "Look, you can't tell anyone. The only people who know are Sam and Brittany."

"Oh don't worry, I wasn't going to say anything." Nicole assured me, putting her hand on my arm. "Your secret is safe with me. Come on."

We made our way up to the stage with Nicole leading us both. Looking around, it looked so big and even though I had been on here before, I still got the same reaction. I loved how large the stage was and how real it looked. Our the corner of my eye I saw Nicole walk to the back of the room picking up a guitar. I smiled sitting on the edge of the stage with my legs hanging over the edge when Nicole came and joined me.

"So what should we sing?" I asked.

Nicole looked at me for a few seconds before smiling. "I have the perfect song. Sing with me if you recognise it."

She began to strum the guitar and it didn't take me long to see what song she was playing. I bit my lip before smiling watching the girl in front of me. She had her legs crossed facing me with a bright smile on her face. Her hair was falling over her face slightly but she still looked good. When she began singing that was where she surprised me. Her voice was just...I hadn't heard a voice like it before.

Hands, put your empty hands in mine
And scars, show me all the scars you hide
And hey, if your wings are broken
Please take mine so yours can open, too
'Cause I'm gonna stand by you

Smiling, I decided to join in. It was such a beautiful song, how could I not? For a while it was my favourite song, but you know when you play a song so much you get bored and find a new song to overplay? Yeah, that's basically what happened. I still liked it though.

Oh, tears make kaleidoscopes in your eyes
And hurt, I know you're hurting, but so am I
And, love, if your wings are broken
Borrow mine 'til yours can open, too
'Cause I'm gonna stand by you

Even if we're breaking down, we can find a way to break through
Even if we can't find heaven, I'll walk through Hell with you
Love, you're not alone, 'cause I'm gonna stand by you
Even if we can't find heaven, I'm gonna stand by you
Even if we can't find heaven, I'll walk through Hell with you
Love, you're not alone, 'cause I'm gonna stand by you

Yeah, you're all I never knew I needed
And the heart—sometimes it's unclear why it's beating
And, love, if your wings are broken
We can brave through those emotions, too
'Cause I'm gonna stand by you

Oh, truth—I guess truth is what you believe in
And faith—I think faith is having a reason
And I know now, love, if your wings are broken
Borrow mine 'til yours can open, too
'Cause I'm gonna stand by you

I don't know why but Brittany kept slipping into my mind whenever I was with Nicole. Was I self consciously feeling guilty for hanging out with her right now? I don't see why I should because we both have our own sets of friends. Yes, Nicole was attractive and I knew by her Facebook that she liked women, but that didn't mean she liked me and I liked her. I found a number of girls attractive - it was just the fact that Brittany was the main girl I had a crush on. Well, I am in love with her I should say. But because we weren't together I had no reason to feel guilty about hanging out with Nicole. I was doing nothing wrong, but I would worry if Brittany walked in. She wouldn't be very happy I don't think.

I'll be your eyes 'til yours can shine
And I'll be your arms, I'll be your steady satellite
And when you can't rise, well, I'll crawl with you on hands and knees
'Cause I... I'm gonna stand by you

Even if we're breaking down, we can find a way to break through (come on)
Even if we can't find heaven, I'll walk through Hell with you
Love, you're not alone, 'cause I'm gonna stand by you
Even if we can't find heaven, I'm gonna stand by you
Even if we can't find heaven, I'll walk through Hell with you
Love, you're not alone, 'cause I'm gonna stand by you
Love, you're not alone
Oh, I'm gonna stand by you
(even if we can't find heaven, heaven, heaven)
Yeah, I'm gonna stand by you

Nicole ended her music causing us both to smile at one another. I had no clue she had such a good voice and it really did surprise me. Not in a bad way of course because I didn't think she would have a bad voice. She just...amazed me. She always had and that didn't change in all these years. I feel guilty for not noticing her sooner because we could have become closer as friends. For some reason I felt as though there was something else about her. I didn't know what until she moved closer to me after putting the guitar down. I bit my lip not knowing how to feel about this. She couldn't like me, right? She didn't even know me.

"Okay so there's a reason I approached you today." Nicole began with her hand next to mine. "For one I wanted to sing with you because you sounded awesome the other day when you sang in front of everyone."

"Thanks." I said, grinning. "I try my best."

Nicole took my hand in her own. "Santana, sometimes when you meet someone there's a moment where you think to yourself, 'where has this person been all my life?' and when I met you when we were younger I felt like that. I hated the fact that we lost touch so when I moved here and came to this school where I saw you...something changed."

"I don't understand." I said honestly. "What are you trying to say?"

"I knew you were different when I met you, which was why I became so happy when we started hanging out more. I saw you and noticed how in awe you were over this girl...so I went out and found someone who I would really like you to meet."

I laughed nervously. "Shit, I thought you were going to say you liked me."

"Nah I wouldn't do that. I would have when I first came here at the start of the year but now, it just wasn't going to happen." Nicole admitted. "You love that cheerleader too much."

I blushed. "I can't help it. She has this pull over me."

"Maybe that's a good thing. It shows you really do like her."

I sighed nodding fiddling with my fingers. "But does she feel that way about me? A relationship goes two ways. I can't be accountable for everything, Nicole."

"That's true, but you should tell her how you feel."

I shook my head in response. "She wouldn't feel the way I do."

"How do you know unless you ask?"

Well, that definitely gave me something to think about.