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Santana's POV
The sudden vibrations coming from my phone was enough to jolt me back to life. I looked around taking notice to how I was still on the couch in my den. Kitty was next to me snoring away with popcorn spilled all over her. "I'm going to have to clean that up." I grumbled. We must've both fallen asleep some time during the movie.
I rubbed my eyes, and searched around my for my phone that had started to vibrate once again. It took a moment of feeling around before I finally got it. I saw Brittany's name flashing across the screen and I hurried to tap the little green button.
"Hello beautiful." I answered trying to hide the sleep in my voice.
She let out something between a sigh and a giggle. "It's two in the morning, and you're still flirting with me?"
"Too early?"
"No." She breathed. I let my smile linger for a moments before something in my brain clicked. It's two in the morning? Why is she calling so late?
"Are you okay? Is there something wrong?" I asked with slight panic in my voice.
"No, no! I'm fine. Sorry, I called you so late… or early. I didn't mean to wake you, if you were sleeping. I just couldn't sleep… and I guess I shouldn't have called you to wake you at this time of morning… or night. Sorry, I was just thinking about you, and I guess I just wanted to ta-"
"You were thinking about me?" I smiled into the phone.
There was silence on the other end of the phone. I had to check to make sure she didn't hang up on me. But, when I pulled the phone away from my ear, the timer for how long we've stayed on the phone with each other was still counting.
"Yea." It was almost a whisper. It sounded like she didn't want me to hear it, maybe she didn't. "I just wanted to apologize for how rude I was acting today."
"Britt, it's okay. You didn't have to keep yourself up thinking about that, and you didn't have to apologize either. It's no big deal, I already forgot about it."
There was more silence coming from her end, and it wasn't a comfortable silence. It was more of a heavy silence. I kind of got the feeling she was calling me for more reasons than she put on.
"I also just wanted to talk to you… we didn't really get to talk much today."
I let out a giggle and tucked some loose strands of hair behind my ear. "So you decided that the best time to call and talk to me would be at two o clock?"
"I can call back tomorrow or later today if you'd like." She offered.
"No, now is fine. I was only joking Britt… So what do you want to talk about on this fine morning?"
"I don't know… I think I'm just satisfied with hearing your voice right now." I felt my heartbeat quicken, and my stomach flutter. Oh my… is she serious right now?
"Really?" I asked as I unfolded my legs and stood up. For some reason I felt alert, more awake all of a sudden. I felt like I needed to move around, like I needed to be standing.
"I-I miss you…" She stuttered out. I could hear the thumping of my heartbeat in my ears. I felt like her words were energizing me, adding fuel to a raging fire in the pit of my stomach.
"You miss me?" The words barely leave my mouth, and I was going to repeat them, and try to say them a little louder, but she heard me. Thank goodness she did.
"Yea… I mean, it's weird because we spent the whole day together, but I miss you." This time when she said it, she sounded more sure of herself and I swear I could feel my heart explode in my chest. "It's like… have you ever had someone so close, literally, they could be standing right in front of you, but they just seem so far? And you just can't help but miss them because… well… I don't know. I'm probably not making any sense to you."
"No! No, I completely understand…" I took my seat back on the couch and inhaled a deep breath. "I've missed you for six years." I tried to mask the hurt, but I know I didn't do too good of a job at hiding the pain. "Trust me; you're making plenty of sense to me."
"Santana… I… I-I don't know what to say."
"It's okay; you don't really have to say anything."
"But, that's the thing. I want to say something. I think I've wanted to say something for a while now… I just don't know what."
"Only you know what you want to say, Britt." I say with hopefulness wrapped all around my voice.
"I know, I just… I talked to Puck a few hours ago and he said something that got me thinking. I've been thinking a lot since he and I talked, and now I just can't stop thinking… I feel like I'm making everything complicated when it doesn't have to be."
I listened to her with furrowed eyebrows as I tried to keep up with what she was saying. I was honestly a little confused. What had she been thinking about? What did she and Puck talk about? And why is she being so… different?
"I'm just unsure, and before I say what I want to say I just want to be sure that I'm saying the right thing. You know? I just want to be sure… do you think you could wait just a little while longer. Miss me for just a few moments more?"
I literally felt like I just died, gone to heaven, and came back. Is she saying what I think she's saying? "Brittany, are you suggesting that…" I didn't even know how to finish my sentence. I almost didn't want to from fear that I was reading into her words a little too much.
"If you're thinking what I'm thinking, then yes."
"Well, what are you thinking?"
"Most likely whatever you're thinking."
"Oh, come one, Britt tell me what you mean. You're killing me here."
"It means… it means that I'm asking you for just a little more time."
"Okay, what exactly am I giving you time for?"
"You're giving me time for me to tell you why I need you to give me more time."
I let out a loud groan, louder than I meant for it to be. I saw Kitty shift on the sofa and waited before I responded to Brittany. Once Kitty was comfortable she stopped moving and continued on in dreamland. "Britt, don't be so complicated. Could you just tell me what you're talking about?"
"I could, but I need time before I can do that."
"Ugh. Okay, how much time?"
"Oh, I don't know, a day, a week, a year, or even the rest of your life." She let out a soft laugh and I let out another groan.
"Don't tease me."
"I'm not teasing."
"Then tell m-"
"San, who are you on the phone with at this time of night?" My head snapped to a newly awakened Kitty. She rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up.
"Who was that?" Brittany asked with all traces of playfulness vanished.
"That's just Kitty." I answered.
"No, I know I'm Kitty. But, who are you talking on the phone with. Come back to sleep, you're talking too loud."
"I'm on the phone with Brittany, and you can go up the stairs and get in my bed. I'm not really sleepy." I told her.
Kitty poked out her lips and folded her arms. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her. She's such a child. "Will you come up with me?"
"Uh…"
"Please?"
"Uh, sure… I'll come up when I'm off the phone." Kitty's pout formed into a smile and she shuffled out of the den and up the stairs into my bedroom. "Sorry about that, Britt. I accidentally woke Kitty-"
"She stayed the night with you?" Brittany asked.
"Uh, yea. We both fell asleep in the den while we were watching a movie."
"And she's in your bed right now?"
"Yea, it's more comfortable than the cou-"
"And you're going to go join her?" I couldn't quite grasp the tone in her voice, but she sounded like she was hurt by the fact that one of my best friends was sleeping in my bed.
"Well, I mean, she asked me to and-"
"Good night Santana."
"What?"
"Good night. I'll see you tomorrow."
"But, I want to keep talking to you." I protest.
"I'm just really sleepy all of a sudden… You should get some rest too."
I let my shoulders drop and my heart sank a little. "Oh, okay. Sweet dreams, Britt."
The line was dead without another word from her. I just sat in my spot staring at my phone trying to figure out what the hell just happened.
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"Marley, you're doing it all wrong." Kitty swatted her hand away from Rachel's hair. "You're supposed to take pieces from the back and bring them to the front." Rachel was sitting in the chair rolling her eyes at their bickering. They'd been doing this for about an hour now. I was just sitting back flipping aimlessly through a magazine, I wasn't really paying them any attention. I learned a long time ago to just tune them out.
"Well, sorry." She said throwing her hands up in surrender. "You're the one that suggested a fishtail braid, so that means you're the one that should've been doing it."
"Well, you're the one that wanted to try it out."
"Yea, I did. But, I wouldn't have volunteered to do Rachel's hair if I'd known you were going to criticize my every move. I mean, after all, this was my first time trying, and thanks to you, it's probably my last time."
"Mar, you're such a drama queen. It's not my fault that you were doing it wrong."
Marley folded her arms and let out a huff. "You're such a pain in my ass. Sometimes I wonder how we made it as friends thus far." She said pouting.
Kitty flashed her a sweet smile over her left shoulder and shrugged. "Maybe it's because I'm perfect… and you love me."
I shook my head and rolled my eyes at them. Typical.
"Of course, Kitty, that's exactly why I keep you around." Marley said sarcastically.
"Hey, don't act like you don't love me… you know you do."
"Yea, just barely." Marley mumbled.
Kitty smiled as she continued to skillfully loop and weave Rachel's hair. "Just barely, that's it?"
"Well…"
"Ugh. Please just stop." Rachel interrupted, finally fed up with their back and forth. "You guys are worse than cats and dogs… but then you somehow transform your bickering into… I don't even know what to call it. You two are just ridiculous."
"Aw, Rachey." I grimaced at the awful nickname Kitty had given Rachel when we were just freshmen in high school. "Calm down it's all fun and games. Mar and I are just being… us."
"Well, I'd wish you two would just shut up already."
"Oh, I think Rachey's a little upset with us." Marley teased.
"You think?" Kitty laughed out.
"Okay, okay we're done… for now." Marley surrendered and walked over to the couch I was sitting on. She hovered over me with her hands on her hips and stared at me as if she were expecting me to do something.
"What?"
"Are you going to go get ready or do I have to make you?"
"Marley, I have an hour to get dressed."
"Yea, and that's barely enough time to do anything. You have to do your hair and make-up, plus you need to pick out an outfit. Chop, chop."
"My hair is already straightened, and I wasn't going to go all out for my outfit and make-up."
"Uh yes you were."
"No I wasn't… how dolled up do I have to be to go wine tasting and out to dinner with my friends?"
"Not only will your friends be there, but Brittany will be there too." She concluded with a smile.
"I know."
"Yea, so get your happy ass up and go get changed."
"Who are you? My mom?"
"No, I'm much hotter."
"Whatever, my mom is a total milf." I threw my magazine to the side, and stood up.
"Ew, you want to fuck your mom? Gross Santana."
"You know what I meant pervert." Her laughter grew distant as I descended up the stairs and began to get ready. I didn't pick out anything super fancy to wear and I laid back on make-up going with a more natural look just as I had planned.
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Brittany's POV
"Ahh, right this way ladies and gentlemen, your friends have already arrived. They said they didn't want to start without you all." Our guide said as he led us through the vineyard.
"Britts, just tell me if they're hot." Puck said as he threw his arm around my shoulders. I shrugged him and kept walking. He'd been bugging me all morning about Marley and Kitty. "Come on, are they at least cute?"
"Puck, please don't scare them away with your overbearing personality." Tina said over her shoulder to him.
"What? Overbearing? I am not! I'll have you know that within a matter of seconds I'll be charming the panties right off of these two ladies." He said with a cocky smile.
"Bro, you need to relax we came here to have a good time. Don't ruin it by hitting on them." Sam said.
"Yea, I don't want to have to put you on your leash. Behave." Quinn said in a warning tone.
"Uh… How about everyone just hop off my nuts, they can't breathe."
"Shut up Puck." I pushed him lightly.
"You friends." Our guide turned to us and motioned towards four women sitting at the bar talking.
My eyes instantly found Santana, I felt my lips spread out into a smile, but it soon faded when I saw that she was sitting next to Kitty.
"Who is the blonde?" Puck whispered in my ear.
I turned to him and gazed intensely in his eyes. "That's Kitty… do me a favor and do everything, and I do mean everything in your power to keep her away from Santana."
"But, why?"
"Just do it."
"You're finally here!" Rachel said bouncing off her stool, and the other three women followed. Santana had her gaze locked on me. She wasn't smiling like I expected her to be she wore a more concerned or you could even say cautious look.
"I'd like everyone to meet my cousin Marley." Rachel motioned to Marley. "And Kitty." She said pointing to the blonde.
"Let me be the first to introduce myself." Puck said pushing through the rest of our friends to get to Marley and Kitty. "The name's Puckerman, Noah Puckerman." He ran his fingers through his Mohawk and winked at Kitty. She looked nothing shy of unamused. "But, you can just call me Puck." He was talking more to Kitty than he was to Marley, but the Brunette didn't mind. I think she was focused on meeting everyone else.
"Puck?... That's a stupid name?" The blonde said.
Everyone else laughed, while I watched Santana seemingly having an internal battle about something.
"Are you Quinn?" I heard Marley ask.
"The one and only." My sister answered with a huge smile.
"You and Brittany look nothing a like."
"Yea, I know… She's adopted." Quinn replied.
I wasn't really paying any attention to the group. I felt an overwhelming need to go talk to Santana. So I did, I quietly made my way over to her while everyone else was still getting acquainted with each other.
"Boo."
"You're not really good at scaring people." She laughed.
"Well, it was never my intention to scare you. I just wanted your attention." I smiled and clasped my hands together behind my back.
She took a step closer to me and tilted her head. "As if I could focus on anyone else in the room when you're around."
I nodded, but then dropped my head. "Yea, but only because Kitty, is busy right now." I said looking over to our group of friends.
"Hey, what is that supposed to mean?"
I shrug my shoulders. "Nothing."
She narrowed her eyes at me before folding her arms. "Have you had enough time yet?"
My eyes focused in on hers as I thought for a moment. I still didn't know what it was that I wanted to tell her so badly, so I shook my head and said "No."
"Are you guys ready to test some of these bad boys out?" Everyone's head turned to face our bartender. She was beaming at us as she placed bottle after bottle on the counter.
Everyone cheered except me and Santana. She was still studying me intensely when Kitty bounced over to us and looped her arm around Santana's.
I felt my left eye twitch slightly and sunk my hand into my pockets. Kitty looked to me smiled, and gave a small wave. "Hey, Brittany."
"Hi, Kitty." I said softly, there was a short pause in our conversation and I was growing either really uncomfortable or really annoyed, it was probably both. "Uh, ok, I guess we should get over there." I said motioning to the bar where everyone else was sitting.
"Uh, yea." Santana half mumbled.
We all turned around and began walking. I was going to go sit with my sister and Marley, they seemed to be hitting it off well, but I was stopped by a firm grip on my arm. I turned to see Santana looking at me with am unreadable expression.
"Come sit with me?" It was more of a question than a statement, and she just sounded so childlike. I almost said yes, but my eyes jumped to the blonde standing beside her. They were still arm in arm and I don't know why, but I felt a pain shoot through my chest.
"Uh, I think I'm going to go sit by Quinn and Marley."
Santana glanced over at the two, and then looked back at me. "Okay, well is it okay if I join you?"
She asked with hopefulness. I smiled a little at how cute she was, and I honestly didn't need to think over her question. I wanted her to sit with me. I wanted her to be by me way more than I wanted her to sit with Kitty for sure.
"Uh, San, there's only two seats left. Where am I going to sit?" Kitty asked.
"Uh, I don't know. Go sit by Puck. He's obviously taken a liking to you."
"I don't want to sit by Puck." The blonde whined and laid her head on Santana's shoulder. I rolled my eyes at how pathetic she was being. Just suck it up already.
Santana let out a sigh and combed her fingers through her hair. "Britt, I'm going to sit with Kitty. But, you're more than welcome to join us on this side of the bar."
There was no way in the world that I was going to sit next to Santana while she ignored me for Kitty. "Uh, no thanks." I mumbled.
Santana's shoulders dropped and looked visibly deflated. "Okay, but we can definitely sit by each other during dinner, right?"
I smiled and nodded my head. "Right."
I did a small pivot and head towards the seat next to Marley, while Santana and Kitty headed in the opposite direction. I wasn't really up for wine tasting. I don't really like wine it's kind of gross, so for most of the time I just kind of sat slouched over the bar with my head held up by my hands watching Santana laugh at things Kitty was saying.
I didn't know how I felt while watching them interact. I could pinpoint a few emotions, but it seems like neither one of them explained how I felt fully. I was angry, yes. Kitty can't leave Santana's side for two seconds. It wouldn't have killed her to sit by Puck. I was hurt, I felt lonely, and a little something else that I wasn't quite sure of.
What if Puck was right… about everything. Let's say I am jealous, let's say that I do like her as more than just a friend, and let's say I want her. What would be holding me back from marching over there and snatching her away from Kitty and kissing her endlessly?... Nothing.
I bit my bottom lip and began tapping on the bar as my mind kept wandering, full of 'what if' possibilities. My tapping caught Marley's attention and she spun around her stool to face me. "Why is that you're always the one that seems to never be enjoying herself when we're out?"
I immediately sat up straighter. "I'm enjoying myself, really, I am." I lied.
"Yea, right. You've barely said two words since you've sat down."
"I guess there's just not much to talk about."
Marley narrowed her eyes at me, as if she could see right through me and then turned and looked to the opposite end of the bar where Kitty and Santana were sitting. "I saw the way you were looking at her yesterday, and I didn't miss the way you were looking at her today."
I felt my eyes widen. Had I been that noticeable? "I-I don't know what you're talking about."
"You know exactly who I'm talking about."
"Listen, if you think I have feelings for Santana, then-"
"So you admit it, then?"
"What? No. I didn't admit anything."
"But, you just did. You just said that you have feelings for Santana." She concluded. I gazed at her blankly trying to figure out when the heck I'd said that. It took a moment before it clicked in my mind.
"That doesn't count. You didn't even let me finish my sentence."
"But, you didn't need to. What you were about to say was a lie, so I just stopped at the only part that I know to be true." She shifted so that she was facing forward again, and slid me her shot glass. "You look like you need this more than I."
I simply pushed it to the side and shook my head. "No thanks." She shrugged and took it back. "How do you know that I have feelings for Santana?" I asked slowly.
"Because you just told me you do… twice." She held up two fingers and wiggled them around. Marley was good with twisting my words, much like Santana. I can see why they were friends.
"But, I didn't say that."
"But, you did."
I didn't."
"Did you or did you not just say for the second time 'I have feelings for Santana'?"
Dammit. "Yes, I did, bu-"
"Okay then, it's simple. You have feelings for Santana. Just go tell her that."
"But, I didn't mean it like that."
"You didn't?"
"No… yes… no, I just… I don't know."
Marley smiled and looked back over to where Kitty and Santana were sitting, and I couldn't help but to glance over at them too. I felt more anger bubble up in my chest as kitty leaned in closer than necessary to say something to Santana.
"Look at them, laughing and giggling, and sharing space… Does that not bother you?" Marley asked.
I found myself answering before I even knew that I was answering. "Yes." I simply stated.
"Why?"
I tore my gaze away from the other two and focused back on Marley, letting out a sigh. "I don't know…"
"Well there's really only one logical explanation for someone to get jealous over someone else spending time with their best friend."
I closed my eyes and rubbed my over my face. "I'm not jealous."
"Your actions speak louder than your words… Oh look, Kitty just gave Santana a kiss, how sweet." My hands flew from my face and I was on my feet walking over to the two before I knew it. I didn't even spare Kitty a glance when I grabbed Santana's arm and pulled her out into the vineyard.
"Whoa, what are you doing?"
I ignored her question as I began to pace back and forth in front of her. "You let Kitty kiss you?" I've never felt more angry in my life.
"Uh, I actually don't know what you're talking about." She said moving a little closer to me. "Just calm down, Britt. What's going on with you?"
I didn't want to calm down. I don't know why I was so angry, but calming down was the last thing I wanted to do right now. "Don't tell me to calm down… You let her kiss you." I was angry, no doubt, but the hurt in my voice was prominent.
"Brittany, no one kissed me! Kitty and I have never kissed before. Where'd you get that crazy idea from?"
I felt my breathing shift, as I finally heard her words. "Wait, she didn't just kiss you in there?"
"No… who told you that?"
"It's just that, I was talking to Mar-… Marley." Of course she only said that to prove her point.
"Marley said that Kitty and I kissed? Why would she say that? She knows that Kitty and I would never… ew, that's just gross. Kitty's like a sister to me, and Mar knows that. I wonder why she would tell you something so absurd."
Santana was rambling on, and slowly her voice began to fade in my head. Her lips were moving but, I couldn't really hear what she was saying. She just looked so beautiful standing in front of me, and all of a sudden something hit me. In that moment something hit me. I was jealous of her and Kitty, I was extremely jealous, and maybe that's how it needed to be because now it's like I can see her clearly for the first time.
I felt my heart swell with every beat just by looking at her. I want her, I do want her. I took a few more tentative steps closer and grabbed her hand. She stopped and froze in her spot, first looking down at our joined hands and then back up into my eyes.
"Santana, do you love me?" I asked.
She looked at me with furrowed eyebrows and back down to our joined hands. "Britt…" She practically whispered.
"Just… Are you in love with me, because you used to tell me all the time. Now you don't, I just want to know. Do you love me?"
She let out a breath and squeezed my hand. "Of course I'm in love with you. I've never loved anyone else as much as I love you. I only stopped saying it because I figured it was making you feel uncomfortable. More uncomfortable than anything else I said. But, I never stopped loving you. I'll always-"
I don't know what came over me, but hearing her declaration of love did something to me. I guess it was the final straw, the last thing I needed to bring me to my senses, because without any warning I crashed my lips into hers. The feeling was dizzying, it was enough to make me feel like someone had come and knocked the wind out of me.
It felt good to be kissing her, it felt right. She didn't move at first, but once she realized what I was doing she returned the kiss with just as much passion and longing. I felt everything. I couldn't help but snake my arms around her waist and pull her even closer to me. I wanted to feel more.
I wanted to make up for all the lost time we spent not doing this. I was willing to spend all of eternity standing here kissing her like this or having her kiss me like this. But, soon the need for air became a problem and she was the first to pull back. But, I made sure she didn't get too far, for I still had my arms wrapped securely around her waist.
"Wow" She said in a dreamlike manner. "What was that for?"
"For all the moments we spent together not doing that." I said giving her a small peck on the lips.
"Does this mean that you like me now?" She bit her bottom lip.
"It means so much more than that Santana." She didn't ask any further questions. She simply wrapped her arms around my neck, bringing me in for yet another mind blowing kiss.
We were brought back down to earth once we heard clapping and cheering from everyone else. We broke our kiss to face our friends only to see that they were all looking back at us. Puck let out a dog whistle while everyone else just kept on cheering.
"It's about time!" Kitty called and I couldn't help but blush.
"Told ya, Brittany." Marley called out with a wink. Santana buried her face in my shoulder in embarrassment. I smiled at her and while she wasn't looking I did a small fist pump in the air. Everyone else just burst out into laughter.
I felt so happy… This is how it should have been from the beginning.
Fin.
Well, not really… there will be one last chapter. An epilogue as some may say.