Between college and writers block, I've been extremely lost with this story. I decided this would be a perfect way to start writing again. I hope you guys enjoy, and I'm sorry for the delay.
Rachel P.O.V.
I walk into the pizza joint that Sam gave me directions to. It is a hole in the wall, but it has character. The walls are a red color, and there are only a few tables. It was obvious that this is a place that only a certain group of people have been going to for a long time.
A man in about his thirties approached me. With a smile, "You must be Rachel?"
I smile back politely, "Yes, I am."
"Sam has told me all about you. Follow me this way."
I was led to the back of the restaurant. There was a curtain blocking a separate room. The owner, I am supposing that is who this man is, opened the curtain, and I saw Sam. There was a single table with two candles. It was absolutely perfect, but I still couldn't get Santana out of my head.
"You look beautiful, Rach", Sam said while pulling out my chair for me.
"You don't look too bad yourself", I say back playfully. I would be lying if I said Sam didn't look nice. He wore a nice blue shirt and khakis.
As I sit there trying to keep a conversation going with Sam, I can't help but think about Santana.
Santana P.O.V.
"Brittany, seriously. Do you know where Sam took Rachel tonight", I asked.
"I can't tell you that."
"Why?"
"Because you'll find a way to ruin the date", Brittany said snidely.
"Ruin the date? I am the one she is supposed to be on a date with. I messed up, and I would like a chance to fix it. Please, Britt", I say, desperation probably pretty evident in my voice.
"Fine. They are at some pizza place. I'll text you the directions."
I hang up with Brittany, and I feel my heart start to beat faster. I could easily walk into that restaurant and make a huge fool out of myself. But I have to try. I can't lose Rachel.
Rachel P.O.V.
Sam is the hardest person to keep a conversation with. He hardly has anything to say, and it honestly seems like he just wants to kiss my face off.
"Look, Sam, I'm not ready for this. Santana and I just ended, and I still care for her. I thought I could let those feelings go and just enjoy this date. But I can't. I'm sorry", I say apologetically.
He grins, "It's cool, Rach. I can tell you're not having fun."
Sam stands and pulls out my chair. He really is a great guy.
I smile at him, and we part ways. I walk to the front of the restaurant, and I am met by an angry Santana.
"What were you guys doing back there", Santana questions.
"Well, if you must know, I was on a date", I replied nonchalantly.
"Oh, a date?"
"Yes, I am leaving, actually. See you around."
I start to head to the door, but Santana grabs my arm. She pulls me back to her direction, and I am inches from her face. I can feel her breathe on my lips, but I don't move.
"Can we talk", Santana whispers.
I nod, because I couldn't make myself speak. Santana leads me outside, and we get into her car. I am in first, and I stare forward. I don't look over till I realize she is staring at me.
"What", I question, trying to sound nonchalant.
"Oh drop it, Rachel. We both know we had a moment in that restaurant. Look, I'm sorry. I have no excuse for cheating on you, and I'm sorry it took this long for me to realize how wrong what I did was. I kept blaming you, because I wasn't ready to take the blame myself. I just really like you, Rach, and we were getting really serious. I haven't had that kind of serious before. I just need to know this is real. That if I give you my all, you won't break my heart. Because I don't think I could stand losing you after I let you in."
I look over at Santana, and our eyes meet. All I see is fear and regret in her brown eyes, and all the anger I had towards her disappeared. She really is sorry, and maybe I did move things too fast. After everything that happened with Finn, I didn't expect myself to fall for someone again. But then I found myself falling for Santana, or maybe it is more than falling. Maybe, just maybe, I do love her.
Santana P.O.V.
The car is silent, and Rachel is looking at the floor. I can tell she is thinking, but I just want her to tell me it is okay. That falling for her is okay. I reach my hand out, and I slowly touch hers. She pulls away slightly, and my heart stops. Rachel answered my question without saying anything. It isn't okay to fall for her. I ruined my chance.
"Santana, I want to forgive you so bad, but I can't right now. I should be the one asking if it's okay to fall for you. You cheated, and I am starting to get over that. I just need time and space. I'm very sorry for going on this date. It wasn't cool of me, and I apologize. But I can't do this right now", Rachel whispers to me. She adverts her eyes from mine and opens the door.
"Please, Rachel. Don't do this. I just need one more chance", I say desperately.
Rachel looks at me, and I feel my heart fill with hope. But as soon as I felt hopefully, she shut the door to my car and walked away.
Writers note: No, this isn't the end for Rachel and Santana :)