Chapter 12
I am so glad you guys are enjoying this story! You guys are definitely giving me great ideas. I am feeling better, but I am still sick whomp. Did you guys see Glee on Valentine's Day? How do you feel about Quinntana? It was a little shocker. Any way I wanted to say sorry again for not updating in a while. I am so busy but I will keep this story going because I have awesome ideas just flowing around and I want you guys to know them! Sooooo keep reading and review my fellow llamas : )
Later In the Week: Brittany's POV
I wake up and see the sun shining through my shade. I roll over in my bed and I immediately smell Santana. I sniff my sheets a little longer. 'Alright I feel like a creep'. I finally decide to get up. I grab my phone and text my girlfriend. It still feels crazy how she is my girlfriend. She is everything I am not. She is normal, popular, confident, and amazing. I still feel like this is a dream. But, I don't question it.
To Santana:
My mom is dropping me off at school today. Do you wanna ride beautiful?
From Santana:
Of course! I will be ready in 45 minutes!
I place my phone down and run to my bathroom. I grab my clothes and a towel and turn on the shower. I put on warm water. I hop inside and start to sing and dance. I noticed that I have been singing and dancing a lot lately. There is only one reason why and it's: Santana. I smile every time her name is spoken across my lips. I go back to singing:
There I was, none the wiser
Both of us, different trajectories
Who'd have thought we'd be right here in this spot
Timing is everything
Timing is everything
I grab my shampoo and give my ass a little shake. 'Shit' I almost fall and I decide to just continue washing myself up and singing, no dancing.
Seems impossible to time it out right when you get no hints
It's a freaky world we live in, but tonight we got our moment
I wash my hair, my body, and continue playing with the subs from the body wash. After washing off the subs, I finally get out the shower. I grab my towel and wrap it around my body. I grab my comb, brush, and blow dryer and to go into my room. I continue humming the lyrics.
You don't know
You've got to trust it will go
If you just roll with the punches, your guts, and your hunches
There I was, none the wiser
Both of us, different trajectories
Who'd have thought we'd be right here in this spot
Then I do my big finish and scream the rest of the song.
Timing is everything
Timing is everything!
"Brittany Pierce! Can you hear me?" My mom yells from downstairs.
"Oh sorry Mom. What did you say?" I respond back to her.
"Does Santana like waffles or pancakes?" She asks me.
"She likes pancakes with strawberry maple syrup and small banana pieces on the side" I yell back.
"Oh okay well I will see what I can do. You girls should eat something before school. So, make sure you tell Santana to come over here instead."
I text Santana and I begin to blow dry my hair. I want today to be a little special. Even though it's cold outside and I wear hats a lot, I decide to curl my hair into some loose curls. Once I'm done, I put on some lotion and my clothes and walk downstairs.
It looks like a breakfast meant for way more than 4 people. My mom brought out the nice plates, the nice table cloth, the nice cups, even a nice smile. All of those things are unusual to me. I walk a little further and I see a card that is flipped around from my view. Before I could walk up to it, my doorbell rings. I run to go answer it.
I swing the door open and run over the threshold with my eyes closed to get Santana into a nice warm hug. I wrap my arms all around her body. Her arms are glued to her sides. It is kind of hard to really feel her when she has on her infamous puffy coat. But, I want my baby to stay warm. It is winter after all.
"I am guessing you are very happy to see me, huh baby?" Santana muffles into my ear as I continue squeezing her. I breathe her in one last time and I finally let her go to look into her eyes.
"I know that I saw you yesterday, the day before that, and the whole weekend, but I am never not happy on a time when I get to see you." I smile at her and offer my hand so that we could go inside and eat. No matter how much Santana tries to hide it, I know my baby loves her some food.
We walk inside hand in hand as I guide us to the kitchen. My mom turns around to greet us.
"Hi Santana, dear, I hope you're hungry!" My mom walks over to take Santana's coat. We walk over to the table and finally have a seat. I see cards in front of two plates.
In front of mine it read: Britty Boo
In front of Santana's it read: Britty Boo's Girlfriend
"Way to go with the subtleness Mom" I give her a sarcastic thumbs up and a smile. Santana just laughs and holds my arm as we get closer.
"Wow, Mrs. P, this is amazing! How did you know that this was my favorite thing to eat at breakfast?" Santana asks as we sit down. "I mean you even have the pieces of banana on the side." Santana begins to eat.
"Oh Britty Boo told me." My mom replies. I turn a little red because I know that this was her favorite from looking through her window at how happy she was when she had this for breakfast. I even have that picture of her in my dark room. She didn't really tell me on her own.
"How did you know?" Santana looks at me with a smile.
"I am just that good I guess, huh." I settle for that because it isn't technically a lie or saying that I have pictures of her without her knowing in my dark room.
"I guess you are." Santana smiles and scoots her seat closer to me. She turns and brings her hands up to hold both sides of my face. She leans in and gives me a long kiss. There was no tongue, no heavy breathing, just our lips together locked up. We can't give my mom a show now can we?
We eat and all of a sudden I don't feel like going to school anymore. I already have what I needed and wanted, which was a full stomach, a moment of happiness, and my girlfriend.
"Well, we better head to your school. Make sure you guys grab anything else you want for today. I am going to go get my coat and purse and I will meet you guys outside to drive you two." My mom heads to her room and Santana and I make our way to the car to wait for my mom.
We put our backpacks in the trunk and once we were finished we decided to get inside. I usually sit shotgun and Santana usually sits in the backseat. Today I decided to sit right next to her in the backseat. I open the front door, but I closed it back just as fast. I hold Santana's door open for her and I slide in after her. I slide in so fast that I actually land on top of her.
"Why hello there." Santana smiles at me as I shift my weight so that I wasn't crushing her. "Hello there to you too." I smile back at her and I lean down to pepper feather kisses around her face. After a minute or so, I get up to start the engine to get the heat kicking. As soon as the car started and I pressed the button for heat, I get pulled back into the backseat by Santana. I fall back into her lap. I turn around and I give her an open mouthed kiss. I dive my tongue into her mouth. After a couple of swirls, I slow down my kissing. Her plump lips surround my tongue and she lets it go with a pop. I give her a nice peck before I leaned back into my seat. I end up with dazed smile on my face.
"You know you are amazing at that?" I say out loud, looking straight ahead. She giggles and I turn to face her. "You are amazing." I whisper.
I stare at her for a while until I see my mom coming out of the house. She gets into the car and smiles in her rearview mirror. "Alright let's get you guys to school." My mom starts driving and in no time we arrive at school.
"Thanks Mom." "Thanks Mrs. P for everything." We call out as we enter the school building. I hold Santana's hand as we make our way to our lockers. Ever since we got together, Santana moved her locker right next to time. It is definitely cool to be able to see my girlfriend during all of my passing periods.
"Alright I am going to go so that I can get a good seat in Biology. I will see you later." I give Santana a kiss before making my way to class. I walk through the halls and find the classroom. As soon as I step into it, guess who I find sitting in the classroom, one name, Puckerman.
"God I should have known this was coming." I mutter under my breath. I walk in fully and take a seat. I take out all of my materials and sit in class waiting for the bell to finally ring. Then, I hear Puckerman getting out of his seat. He walks in front of my desk and takes a seat in the desk. He swings his body around and shuffles his hand through his ugly Mohawk.
"I deserve an apology." He snorts and gives me a glare.
"And why do you believe that?" I ask him honestly.
"You embarrassed me in front of everyone, even my home boys." He says.
"Well you disrespected me and my girlfriend." I lean in, narrow my eyes, and explained.
"I guess you have a point." He backs down.
"I sure do. Now if you will excuse me I have to get ready for this quiz." I dismiss him. He begins to get up and leave the classroom. He gives me a sneaky look and I immediately know that he is going to do something to get back at me and Santana for that incident at his party. He runs out the room and I see him turn the corner. I get up and the fucking bell rings. I continue to run after him though because I am not sure what he has planned.
I spot Santana making her way into the gym room for softball practice. Puckerman makes his way into the gym and takes a seat by the girls' bags. I turn the corner so that he didn't see me. He pulls out another bag from his pocket. I am guessing he is trying to steal my girl's equipment. I run up the bleachers and try to sneak up from behind him. I tip toe down the bleachers and he unzips Santana's bag.
"Drop her stuff now." I demand him. He continues putting her softball balls into a bag. "Did you hear me?" I march down further and grab his arm. He snatches it away and knocks me over a little. I get up and put him in a head lock that my dad taught me when I was younger just in case I was ever bullied. Puckerman is starting to turn red and I look up to see Santana and her friends on the other side of the gym warming up, unaware to what is going on here.
"Put her stuff back or I will really have to kick your ass. I only ask that you treat us respectfully. I honestly don't care if you don't like us. I will not accept your bullying though. Now would please not make a scene and put her stuff back." I tell him as he starts to turn red.
"Okay" He croaks out. I let him go and I watch him place her stuff back into her bag. I watch him leave. I look down at my watch and I see that I am 30 minutes late to Biology even though I was there early. I run out before Santana could see me and head back to class.
Lunch Time
After my morning classes ended, I found Santana so that we could head to lunch. I walk to our lockers and I spot her putting her books away. I hide behind her locker door and make a silly face. As soon as she shuts it she giggles at me.
"Are you ready for lunch silly?" She asks grins and I nod my head. I offer her my arm and we make our way down the halls to the lunch room. Once we enter the lunch room I ask Santana what she wanted to eat.
"I am still pretty full from that enormous breakfast your mom made, but I guess I will have a chicken sandwich with some tots." She responds and I told her to go have a seat while I went to go get our lunch. In the past I may not have been the greatest at balance, but I have been working on it. I walked over to the lunch line and I wait with two trays. I see Puckerman enter the line and cuts in front of the girl behind me. He nudges me and gets my attention.
"We're cool." He says and I can see the honesty and sincerity in his face. "Alright we're cool dude." I offer my fist and he pounds it. As the line moves I keep looking over at the table Santana and I sit at. Right now she is making a paper airplane. No matter how popular she is, she is always so dorky at times. I love that about her.
Once I have our trays, I make my way back to the table. After I placed her tray on the table, I see Santana's face light up. I knew it. My girl likes to eat. We begin to eat. Every now and then she sends her airplane flying. She is so cute.
"You have a little ketchup on your bottom lip there." She tells me and I wipe it off. I look up and she has a pout on her face.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"It's just….. in those movies the person who has something on their face doesn't get what's on their face off, so that other person leans in and either kisses it off or licks it off. I guess I was hoping you'd miss the spot." Santana explains thoroughly.
"Babe if you wanted to kiss or lick something off of me you don't have to wait until something appears on my face. But, you know what? This barbeque sauce looks really tasty." I dip my finger in the barbeque sauce and bring it to my lips. I make sure I get some of it left on the side of my lip. Santana starts to laugh really hard.
"Here you got a little sauce there." She doesn't tell me to wipe it off; instead, she moves her seat closer and leans in to lick the sauce off of my face. She wets her lips. She brings my face closer and kisses my lips from each side until she got to the barbeque spot. She sticks her tongue out and licks the spot. After she's done licking she licks her lips again, leans back again, and scoots her seat over again.
Once she was right I front of her tray again, she says, "Yum." My jeans instantly grow tighter. I have had great self-control lately, but it goes all out the window when she does stuff like that.
"You alright?" She asks as she pops a tot into her mouth. My eyes ogle her lips and I feel heat all over my face.
"Y-yeah. I am just fine. Hey I have an idea." I finally speak almost correctly.
"Okay what's the idea babe?" Santana raises her eyebrows, and all of sudden I feel more confident.
"Because it is getting colder and colder outside, I held off on the idea of taking pictures of you. But, now that I think about it I could just do a set up in my basement and take pictures there. So, what I'm asking is that are you ready to be my model, or my camera vixen?"
"Of course." After she said that I get up to go throw our trays away. She grabbed my bag and waited for me at the exit. I make my way over to her and she hands me my bag. "I would be your anything remember?" I nod my head. "Now will you be my sexy, hot photographer?"
"Of course, anything." I reply and I grab her to give her kiss.
"Meet at my house around 6pm. I need some nice lighting. I will need to set up some stuff so I will text though when I'm finished. Bring anything you want to wear. This is all about you." I whisper as we hold each other nose to nose.
"What if I want to wear my birthday suit?" She whispers along my lips. My eyes get really huge and my mouth falls wide open.
"Umm" I swallow.
"I will see you later…..Britty Boo." She throws me a wink and I watch her walk off. I swear she makes me wanna shout for various reasons. I walk off in the other direction and get ready to finish up my classes for today.
At Brittany's House
Brittany walks in and finds her mom on the computer. "Hey mom what are doing tonight?" Susan looks up from her computer and turns to look at her daughter. "I don't know I might go out with a couple of friends tonight. You know your father has that meeting he has to attend. Why?"
"Well Santana and I wanted to do a few camera shots and I was wondering if we could get the house to ourselves tonight. We won't do anything but take pictures and stuff." Brittany explains.
"Is this is it?" Susan says and Brittany has a confused face. "Is what it Mom?" Brittany questions
"Is tonight the big night for you know?" Susan gestures.
"No Mom!" Brittany yells as she runs upstairs. She gets another thought and runs back down to her mother. "And if it was I would not tell you, so stop being creepy." Brittany tells her and begins to walk away again. Susan stays seated and pulls out her phone and texts someone. The message she types says: "not yet."
Brittany makes her way into her room to grab a few things to move them into the basement for the photo shoot. She grabs her camera bag, her tripod, her mini white back drop, lighting stand, and some paint. She got this idea of having Santana play around in some paint. Once she gathered everything, making a few trips up and down the stairs, she starts placing things in the basement. She places the back drop in front of a bare wall. She finds her family's full body length mirror and leans it against another wall. She moves the tanned leather couch into the middle of the room and places the paint beside it. Lastly, she sets up her camera and tripod. She figured she would set up the lighting when Santana came over.
"Alright now I need something to wear that I can move in." She tells herself. Brittany makes her way upstairs to find some clothes. She settles for gray sweatpants, a tank top, and her beat up converse gym shows. She decides to wear her favorite gray beanie. Once she was satisfied with her look, she makes her way into the kitchen.
"Yeah we can go to that other restaurant tonight. I am being kicked out of the house tonight." Susan says into her phone and then hangs up.
Brittany walks around the counter to grab an apple. "Hey mom, I just wanted to say sorry for yelling at you. It's just Santana is my first girlfriend, my first everything, and I don't want you or anyone to make her run away from me." Brittany walks closer to her mom.
"No I am sorry for just being too pushy in your relationship. It's just so nice to see you so happy. It makes me happy. When you were born I knew that you would have it hard, but I am happy someone has accepted you and has become a great thing in your life. I only want the best for you." Her mom explains.
"I know and Santana is the best. Thanks mom." Brittany goes and gives her mom a hug. After hugging Brittany's mom grabs her stuff and makes her way to go out. Once Susan was gone, Brittany calls Santana to tell her that she was ready.
Santana finishes up her homework and makes her way over to Brittany's. She made sure she grab a bag with a change of clothes. Santana rings the doorbell and Brittany answers it smoothly. Santana has on her puffy coat again and Brittany opens the door further to let Santana in. Brittany helps her take her coat off and sees Santana is in the same clothes as she was in school. Brittany grabs her hand to guide them into the basement.
"Alright I will do a couple of pre-shots to test the lighting. Then, you can change into what you want to wear. I will take some pictures of you posing, then I have this other idea I think we should try out. Does that sound cool?" Brittany tells Santana as she prepares her camera.
"It is fine with me baby." Santana responds.
"Alright I am going to need you to stand right here for me." Santana moves into the spot where Brittany wants her and starts posing and smiling.
"Perfect, alright the lighting is great. You can change now if you want." Brittany tells her. Santana runs off the set and grabs her bag to go into the washroom. Brittany waits for Santana. She fidgets with her camera for a while and decides to take a seat on the couch.
10 minutes later
Santana walks down the stairs quietly and walks up behind Brittany who is playing with the strings on her jogging pants. "I'm ready for my close up director." She whispers into Brittany's ear. Brittany jumps up and almost drops her camera while looking at the view in front of her. Santana is wearing a tight dress that ends mid-thigh. It is red with black stripes. It definitely compliments her skin tone and the plain white back drop. It fits around her body and ass so well that you can't really tell if the fabric is a part of her body. It's just that tight. Along with the dress she has on some black high heels. Brittany hears the click clack as Santana walks around the couch and stands in front of Brittany in between her legs.
"Yeah, I am ready too." Brittany gets up and is face to face with Santana. She thinks Santana is about to kiss her but is met with a slap in the face with Santana's hair as she turned around to walk away.
"Well you can do whatever you want. I will direct you if I need to. So just relax and pretend I am not here." Brittany instructs Santana. Santana starts posing. She gives a combination of flirty looks, innocent looks, side looks, and even pouty looks. Flashes go off in the basement. Then Brittany stops taking pictures.
"What's wrong?" Santana asks.
"Nothing, you look so beautiful. You look so stunning, so striking, and so spectacular. Can I do something?"
"Sure." Brittany places her camera down and walks up to Santana. She brings her hands up to Santana's hair. She runs her fingers through her hair and shakes her hair back a little. "There." Brittany walks over and grabs her camera. She walks up closer to her to get a nice shot of her face. Santana doesn't smile. She just stares at Brittany as if she was in a trance. More flashes fill the air and Brittany puts her camera down.
"I will be right back." Brittany walks up stairs and grabs a water bottle from the fridge. She takes a breather after that view, and she makes her way back down the stairs.
Santana is caught changing her clothes in the middle of her basement. Her bare back is exposed to Brittany. BOOM. Brittany drops her water bottle at the sight.
"Oh sorry babe, I just decided to change down here since you were upstairs. But I can go up now." Santana says over her shoulder.
"No, stay." Brittany walks around the couch and opens her jar of black paint. She dips her finger in it and walks over to Santana. She lifts her finger and drags it down Santana's spine. It sends chills all over Santana. She dips her hand in the red paint and draws patterns all over Santana's back. "Stay right here." Brittany demands.
She walks over to grab her camera and starts taking pictures of Santana in a profile view.
SNAP SNAP SNAP SNAP
Brittany puts down her camera again. She finds the yellow paint and dips her fingers inside. She walks up behind Santana who is still holding her boobs. She takes her hair and moves it to the opposite side of her face. Brittany grabs Santana's arms with her other hand, and Santana lets them fall to her sides. "It's just me okay. It's only me." Brittany breathes into Santana's neck. Brittany moves her hand to place it over Santana's chest with the yellow paint. She drags the paint into the valley of Santana's boobs. The paint drips along Santana's silky smooth skin.
Santana gasps as the cold paint falls over her skin. Brittany moves closer and wraps her arm around Santana's waist and rests it on the top of her shorts near her navel. She squeezes her tighter and drags her hand up Santana's neck. A trail of yellow pain ends around Santana's jaw line. Brittany turns Santana's head gently to look at her in the face. Santana looks up into her eyes and kisses her eagerly. Open mouthed tongue kisses get exchanged over and over and over again. Smacking from each other's lips fill the air, as they feel each other getting hotter and hotter.
Brittany pauses their kissing and leans her forehead against Santana's. They inhale and exhale together. "Come with me." Brittany continues to hold Santana as she guides her and Santana to the couch.
Brittany sits down first and Santana sits in her lap. Brittany closes her legs to adjust Santana's position on her lap. Santana turns so that she is sitting sideways on her lap. Brittany looks into Santana's eyes and lifts her hand up to Santana's nape. She guides her down onto the couch so that she could simply lean down and be face to face with her. As Santana lies back, she closes her eyes. Brittany supports her head with her other hand and leans down closer. Once Santana's back hits the couch and Brittany immediately attacks her naked neck with her tongue. She licks the unpainted areas and moves her way down to her breast. She plants kisses all over her chest as it rises up and down.
She looks up and sees Santana clenching her eyes closed tightly. Santana nods her head and Brittany leans back down again this time planting a kiss around Santana's nipple. A moan from Santana's lips floats through the room. Brittany gives it a lick and a suck a few times. Santana's breathing gets uneasy and Brittany is pretty sure she has lost all self-control again. She then moves her way up to Santana's mouth. She plants a kiss on her lips. Santana finally opens her eyes and sees Brittany staring down at her.
"I think I need to take a shower." Brittany laughs at her girlfriend's comment. She helps Santana get up. Santana holds her boobs as she walks over to get her bag.
"You can take one here you know if you want." Brittany offers.
"Are you sure?" Santana
"Definitely. But, before you do I want to take one last picture." Brittany grabs her camera and motions for Santana to come closer. Brittany hugs Santana and shields her intimate parts from the camera. They kiss and Brittany brings the camera up in the air and takes the picture.
"There." Brittany says.
"Here." Santana gives her another kiss and then goes upstairs.
They walk up to Brittany's bedroom. Santana waits in her room as Brittany turns on the water for her shower. Santana looks at the slightly open door inside Britt's bedroom and temptation almost overcomes. As she is about to have her hand on the door of her dark room, she is interrupted with Brittany's singing in the bathroom. She steps away from the door and smiles as she listens to her girlfriend sing Treasure by Bruno Mars.
Give me all, give me all, give me all your attention baby
I got to tell you a little something about yourself
You're wonderful, flawless, ooh you're a sexy lady
But you walk around here like you wanna be someone else
Brittany enters her bedroom and sees Santana laughing. "What are you laughing at?" She asks a red cheeked Santana.
"Your singing, it's cute." Santana gets out in between her laughs.
"Oh really? How cute?" Brittany teases and then goes back to singing.
I know that you don't know it, but you're fine, so fine
Oh girl I'm gonna show you when you're mine, oh mine
She dances her way over to her girlfriend and Santana says, "Very cute." Brittany hugs her and lets her go so that she could get into the shower, bot before slapping her girlfriend's ass. Brittany lies down on her bed as Santana takes her shower. She decides to read a magazine as she waits.
15 minutes go by
"Hey babe could you like come here and wash my back. I got most of it off but I need you to get the rest." Santana calls out from the shower and Brittany's magazine drops onto her face.
"Umm yeah sure, here I come." Brittany gets up and her hands start to shake. She walks into the steamy bathroom and the next thing she knows, the shower curtain begins to get pulled back to expose a stark-naked Santana with dripping water all over her body.
A/N: the song Brittany was singing in the shower was Timing Is Everything by Lights and when she sung to Santana it was Treasure by Bruno Mars. J I hoped you guys liked this chapter, I had fun with it. I wanted to give this to you guys sooner but me being sick and busy and with writer's block, I couldn't. Anyway because my birthday is February 26th, I wanted to give you guys this chapter before then. In all, thank you for the support and REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!
