Day one hundred and five
07:30 pm
Those four letters had never echoed in her mind so loud.
F U C K
As soon Brittany heard that name coming from the other side of the phone her brain immediately went blind. She looked up, starring at her girlfriend with a terrified, confused expression as she was trying to find a way to react to that phone call, but apparently there wasn't.
Fuck, say something.
She thought as the seconds of awkward silence went on. Santana frowned not understanding what was going on.
Brittany S. Pierce I demand you to open your fucking mouth and say fucking something!
But her mind was already blurred and unable to process the inputs that the external world was sending, so she did the only thing that her brain managed to process: she hung up.
"Oh my god, oh my god. I'm so stupid, I'm the stupid!" she screamed jumping off the bed.
"What?" Santana asked still not understanding what was really going on.
"I..I..I Can't believe this is happening. And I've hung up….seriously? Who could hang up to the most amazing man in the showbiz? ME!"
Santana readily rose on her knees and drew a inch closer to her standing girlfriend. But in that moment the fact that she was on the bed completely naked wasn't helping at all.
"Hey, what's going on? Who was on the phone?" she asked entertained by Brittany's current nervous breakdown.
But the blonde had no time to answer since the phone started ringing again and her eyes immediately dropped on the buzzing object.
"Oh no, it's him again." she whispered with a trembling tone before answering again.
"Hello?"
"Miss Pierce, I have to tell you this is rapidly becoming one of the weirdest phone call I've ever done." The man who was saying to be Mr. Letterman said to her making her tremble.
"I'm sorry the line must have dropped." Brittany managed to stutter blushing so hard and trying at the same time to hide her embarrassment to Santana.
"No problem. " He said and then the voice made a pause, only few milliseconds but Brittany lived them as an eternity. "From what I've had the pleasure to acknowledge you're busy at the moment, so I don't want to waste your time, that is why I'm going to be quick and direct." He started and the only thing Brittany could do at the moment was emitting a weird soft sound to make him understand that she was listening. Her heart was hammering so hard against her ribcage and she couldn't hold that nervous pressure anymore.
Four months ago I was an anonymous nerd, why is this happening to me?
"I don't know if your girlfriend has told you that but I'm a close friend of hers and I know she will probably kill me for calling you, but I know that if I had called her she would have even refused to hear my offer."
"Offer?" unconsciously the blonde repeated his last word and that immediately drew Santana's attention who looked at her, still half naked. But Brittany was too focused to even notice it.
"Yes, I would like to have you and Santana, if she agrees, on my show."
"I..I…"
"I can imagine how many offers you have already received. This is why I'm going to pay you both double the price I'm used to."
Brittany was absolutely speechless, not only the guy she used to watch every night since she had arrived in New York was asking her to be his guest on his own show but he was offering to pay her.
"It would be an honor." She replied without too much thinking, she was aware of how much embarrassing, being interview by David Letterman himself would have been but she didn't care. Her mum would have literally killed her if she had wasted such an opportunity.
"Great!" he exclaimed before pausing once again.
"When are we…" she stuttered confused on which was the correct way of asking a question to such a famous person.
"Ehm, I was thinking about tonight."
At that sentence Brittany's eyes immediately dropped on her watch. If he was really meaning that night, they had just an hour left before the show was on.
Oh my god.
"I..I..don't.." she tried to buy some time to think about a possible excuse. She hadn't even talked with Santana about that thing. What if she was absolutely against it?
"I know it's so late since I'm on air in less than an hour, but you guys are my priority right now. I've tried to call Santana for the whole day. I will totally understand if you want to reschedule."
"No, no..it's fine." She said. "We'll try to be on time."
"Miss Pierce you have no idea how grateful I'm right now." He said before saying goodbye and hanging up.
"Come on, we have to go!" Brittany exclaimed as she dropped the phone on the bed. Santana immediately frowned.
"Go where?" she said lowering her eyes to her naked breast. "Do you really want to go where I'm naked in the same room as yours?"
But Brittany was too excited to even listen to her words.
"David Letterman was on the phone! He wants me on his show...tonight!" she explained getting closer and placing both of her hands on Santana's shoulders.
"He what? I'm going to kill him!"
"Oh come on!"
"No Britt, I don't want to be on some stupid talk show and tell people about us, about our personal life."
"Ehm, excuse me, are you, by any chance, the one who has recently told the world that you're dating me during the Oscar ceremony?"
Santana glared her but Brittany was already aware of the fact that she was about to win that fight, and couldn't help but smile at her pissed girlfriend.
"That was different, that was something natural!"
"San please, it's one of my favorite talk show. I know that you're famous and you've probably taken tons of interviews but I would never get the chance to be at David Letterman's again, so please..let's do this." she pause lowering her gaze before looking up at her again. "..for me."
"This is not fair." she said hinting a smile.
"You can't look at me with those puppy blue eyes and you definitely can't ask me to do something for you cos you already know that I would!" she added shaking her head.
"Ok then, you're a business woman right?" Santana nodded even though she wasn't understanding where her girlfriend wanted to take that conversation.
"So let's treat this as a deal. You come with me and I promise you an entire week of amazing sex. And you don't have to move a finger, I promise."
"Two weeks."
"Ten days." Brittany repeated once again.
"Ten days, twice a day!"
"Bitch." Brittany replied making her laugh. "..and usurer."
"My father taught me how to negotiate when I was six." she replied with her usual arrogant smirk that was always driving Brittany crazy.
"Does it mean that you're coming with me?" Brittany asked.
Santana, still holding her steady gaze, got closer, put her arms around her neck and kissed her slowly.
"It means that I'm going to put on something nice so that I won't embarrass you publicly." She replied even though she still had some concerns about giving interviews about her personal life, but she just wasn't able to say no to the blonde who was currently stealing one of her dress from her huge closet.
09:30 pm
"Ok Santana, maybe you're right. Maybe this a terrible mistake. We shouldn't be doing this!" Brittany said while walking in circle right in the backstage of Mr. Letterman's show.
Santana was just about to answer and try to calm her down but Brittany kept on mumbling.
"I look ridiculous, no one is going to believe that I'm a classy girl as the outfit I'm wearing. Who am I fooling around?" she said talking directly to her girlfriend who was gladly enjoying the show.
"You look amazing."
"Everyone will wonder why you're with me!"
"You are adorable." Santana replied mocking her.
"Very funny. It's easy to be relaxed, isn't it? This is…what? Your second time here, ugh?"
Santana rose her hand and signed the number three with her fingers.
"Oh, great your third time, and you know him very well, and you're famous and gorgeous and everyone loves you!"
"Brittany is going to be fine! Just be yourself!"
"Ah, are you also going to tell me that the only person that is responsible for my destiny is me?" Brittany replied arrogantly.
"NO, I was going to tell you to shut the fuck up and stop being such an immature scared girl. You wanted us to be on this stupid talk show and I agreed to make you happy and now you're complaining and yelling at me!? So just drop it and try to have some fun! Damn!" Santana almost screamed in one breath making Brittany immediately froze.
She stopped as well, scared to have just overreacted to her girlfriend's natural nervous breakdown. She was right, that was her first public appearance of her whole life after all.
She looked up, almost afraid of meeting those blue eyes, but when Brittany lowered her gaze on her she smiled.
"Thank you." She whispered relaxing her facial muscles into a beautiful sweet smile.
"Are you seriously thanking me for yelling at you?"
Brittany got closer and hugged. "I am, indeed." She added making Santana slightly giggle.
"Girls, thirty seconds." The show director interrupted them making Brittany immediately panic.
"Oh my god, I can't do this." She said while David Letterman was starting to introduce his next guests.
"Ladies and Gentlemen I don't even know where to start to explain how glad I am to have these amazing, beautiful girls here tonight. Please everybody welcome the already famous Santana Lopez and the absolutely lovely Brittany S. Pierce."
In that moment Brittany was feeling her legs becoming heavier and heavier as they were glued to the ground, incapable of moving at all. Thank God, Santana was there and fearless she took her hand and started pulling her on stage.
As they stepped into the studio Brittany was immediately overwhelmed by the sound of all the people clapping their hands and screaming compliments at them. She didn't even know how she managed to do that, but she arrived right in front of David Letterman without falling or running away screaming.
"Hi David." Santana said smiling at him and letting him kiss her hand.
"Hi, Brittany. It's a pleasure to finally meet you and thank you for being here." He said stretching his hand for a polite hand shake.
"The pleasure is totally mine, Mr. Letterman."
Ok, good job. Baby steps.
"Oh, you can call me David. I'm not your grandfather." He replied readily making her blush.
I can call him David.
"I've to tell you girls, all this is pretty new for me as well." He started beaming at Brittany probably to make her relax. "So, forgive me if my questions are going too far."
"You're always exaggerating with your questions!" Santana mocked him making the public laugh loudly.
"Guilty as charged. What can I say? You know me!"
Brittany let escaped a soft giggle that drew the man's attention.
Oh fuck.
"So, Brittany tell us something about you meeting Santana. What was the first thing you thought when you first met her?"
In that moment Brittany was pretty sure to be having an heart attack, she had never been that nervous and embarrassed in her entire life, but despite the other times she was also feeling a sense of calm due to the fact that she was sitting next to the person that was meaning everything to her. She smiled lowering her gaze.
"Ehm I I .." She paused for a second and noticed that Santana squinted her hand to make her know that she was right there.
Ok, just be yourself.
"Actually? That she was a bitch."
At that answer both Santana and David started laughing.
"Well, thank you!" Santana replied with a funny offended tone.
"Santana, let the girl talk!" The presenter stepped into the conversation teasing both of them.
"Oh come on, you were a bitch." Brittany repeated smiling at Santana with a smirk, then she turned herself to look at him directly.
"You have to know that I met her when we were still in high school and back then she was such a bully to everyone."
"Yes, I've read something on twitter about Santana being a bully."
"I know ok! I was a terrible person ." She said before rolling her eyes at her girlfriend "..but if am that terrible why are you dating me right now?"
"Good question! So you met her when you were like 16 and then? What happened?" David Letterman added to make Brittany keep telling their story.
"About four months ago I was hired in her company and she personally interviewed me and.."
"Wait what?" The man exclaimed visibly surprised by that fact.
"Yes, I needed a valuable business assistant and you know how they say.. If you want a well done job you have to do it by yourself. So I decided to personally interview her, it was my first solo interview actually."
"And how did it go?" Mr Letterman asked Brittany without stop looking at her.
Brittany hinted a smile at the thought of that tragic moment.
"It was a disaster, or at least I thought it was a disaster but at the end this crazy person hired me." She said turning to point at Santana who was already glaring her.
"Oh honey, it was a disaster!" Santana agreed. "Probably one of the worst interview I've ever experienced."
"So what made you decide to hire her anyway?"
"The fact that she yelled at me that day. I remember it perfectly, and I don't know..I guess I thought that if that girl had the courage to yell at the owner of the company who was offering her a job, she would have been the perfect business shark that I needed at the time."
"I just want to add that I yelled at her just because she had been a jerk for the entire time!"
"Touché"
Ok, it's not that difficult.
"Mmm I get it. So then you two started working together day by day and somehow you fell for each other. Who fell for the other one first?"
At that question they both turned to look at each other and simultaneously they both answered.
"She did!"
"What?" Santana exclaimed. "You are a liar. There is no way I fell for you before you did!"
Brittany shook her head and sweetly placed her left hand on Santana's knee.
"Oh, just because you were so stubborn and incapable of seeing the truth."
"And what was that?" Mr. Letterman teased.
Brittany giggled in her usual adorable way. "The fact that she was crazy about me."
"I..what?" Santana replied while her mouth was taking the form of an o. "David, this girl clearly doesn't know what she is saying."
David Letterman didn't add anything, he was visibly enjoying that conversation and the public was pending on each word those two girls were fighting about.
Brittany was still looking at Santana trying to argue on that topic even if she wasn't annoyed by that exchange of words at all. The funny fact was that that was really the first time they were discussing the dynamics of their relationship.
Perfect timing as always. You have to talk about these things for the first time on a national talk show. Good job, B.
"What? If you're so sure about this, tell me when I would fall for you!" Brittany said with a challenging smile.
"At the lingerie photo shooting." Santana replied quickly making Brittany tremble only at the thought of Santana half naked teasing her that day.
Ok, maybe she's right.
"This interview is without any doubts the best thing has ever happened on this show." Mr Letterman commented hinting a satisfied smile probably already enjoying the share results of that night.
Santana's attention was briefly drawn away from Brittany's sweet face, but as soon as the blonde started speaking again she readily rolled her eyes back to her girlfriend.
"Ok you know what? You're right and honestly I don't really care, as long you're mine know." She answered winking at her.
"Santana, the next question is for you. What made you decide to tell everybody about the two of you?" he paused for a second and before she could answer he added. "I mean, usually confessing a new love is a big step for a famous person since your privacy will be over in a minute but you also confessed something about yourself." David said lowering his tone in order to make people understand that he was taking that topic seriously.
Santana nodded. "I have to admit that I was scared of telling the world that I am..let's say..into girls, or well, into one girl. And don't get me wrong, I wasn't scared because I'm ashamed or I was thinking that what was happening to me was wrong, but because I didn't want everyone to look into my life and to start questioning the people I know looking for some kind of answers." She paused and Brittany was listening to that brief confession, pending on each words, nuances of expression and every micro movement of her facial muscles.
"But then I just realized that I am proud of being with her.." Santana said letting her fingers slide in Brittany's ones. "…and that moment just felt right."
"And Brittany how was it for you?"
"I think I'm glad I've survived it." She started making the other people laugh. "…I wasn't expecting that at all cos I didn't want to push her but I've learnt that she is a girl full of surprises.." she said with a smirk before holding her hand even tighter. "..I'm so glad she did it."
"And what are your plans now?"
"Our plans? David take it slow!" Santana mocked him. "I guess I'm not ready to share my plans with Brittany, with the world."
"And what about you?" the presenter asked rolling his eyes from the latina to the blonde.
"Actually I was thinking about finding a new job." Brittany said but as soon as she pronounced those words she immediately reproached for having said them. She had been thinking about looking for a new job since Santana and her had started dating not because she didn't like working with her but because she didn't want the other people to think that she was achieving something because of her relationship. Sleeping with the boss was just not her style and she really wanted to do everything right with that girl. That was why having two completely different jobs was their best option. The only problem was that those considerations had only passed through her mind and she had never really discussed or mentioned her intentions to Santana.
The latina immediately let her hand go and looked up at her and Brittany could say that she was already upset by that news. Luckily she had no time to say anything more since David Letterman saved her.
"Well, unfortunately when you're enjoying the moment, time is always running too fast. I'm afraid I've to say goodbye to our viewers. It was such a pleasure to have you both here." He said stretching his hand to say goodbye, Brittany had no time to realize that the interview was over and she had killed it since she was already concerned for San's reaction.
Why the hell am I saying too much all the time?
Day one hundred and six
05:30 pm
Santana clicked on the icon send for the countless time that day. She had been so distracted in the past days that she had practically forgotten about leading her company. Her staff was amazing but she had so much backlog work to do and no time at all. Answering dozens of emails was just boring but not so annoying, the worst part of the thing was to work while her head was mulling over the fact that Brittany wanted to change her job.
She was so mad about that not only because Brittany was practically thinking about leaving her in the middle of her business campaign but mainly because she hadn't even thought to mention it to her.
That was the reason why she had taken Brittany to her place the night before, right after the interview and then she had told her that she would have had to wake up early the following day and that she really needed to rest.
Avoiding her at the office hadn't been that hard, she had just pretended to have some important meetings and phone calls and she had simply sought refuge in her office for the entire day.
She was about to call her personal driver to leave the office earlier so that she would have been able to avoid Brittany in the hall. She simply needed some time to think and cool off the disappointment for having found out such a big news in that way. She took her phone a dialed the number but before she could hear the man answering the phone she noticed the sound of someone knocking at her door.
"Yes?" she screamed.
"It's me, Brittany."
She jolted as she heard her girlfriend's name coming from the other side of her office door.
"Ehm..I'm so busy right now." She tried to stutter a plausible excuse hoping that it would have been enough to make Brittany desist from speaking to her. But she was wrong, the blond girl didn't waste any minute and slowly opened the door.
"Nice try." She said as she stepped into the room.
"What do you want?"
"To talk!" she replied out loud. "You have been avoiding me for the whole day!"
"I I… I had so many things to do!"
"Santana, can you just stop lying to me and tell me what is wrong with you? Have I done something wrong?"
"No no, everything is fine." Santana replied.
Please go away.
"San.."
"Really, everything is great." She added to make her understand that she wasn't in the mood for a fight, she just needed some time but apparently Brittany wasn't willing to stop.
"I don't think so."
"Why? I haven't said anything!"
"That's the problem! Yesterday, after the show, you barely talked to me and then you didn't even want to spend the night with me! That's not you!"
"If I'm saying that everything is fine, everything is fine! Damn, relax!" she answered rolling her eyes at Brittany who was already glaring her.
"Santana I'm not stupid at all! If you're mad with me it's fine, we can talk about it but please don't treat me like a stupid!"
"Oh I know, you're the genius who is too good to work here!" she screamed.
Crap.
Brittany immediately froze.
"What? Are you mad because I've mentioned my idea of changing job? Seriously?"
"I'm mad because you didn't even think about saying it to me before telling the whole world about that!"
"Oh come on! It just happened, I hadn't planned to tell David Letterman my future plans, it was the first thing that popped into my mind yesterday!"
"Well, you could have said it to me!" she screamed even though she realized that that sentence was her only point. "…are you really considering to look for a new job? You can't do this, not to me, to my company."
"Santana.."
"No Brittany I'm serious, you've signed a contract with us, so you can't simply leave…"
"We need to talk about it, but you need to calm down!"
"I don't want to calm down! Yesterday I was convinced that everything was great and then I find out that you want to change your job, leaving me without an assistant and mostly without you! If you really hate working with me you could have just said that!" she yelled with her heart hammering so hard against her chest. Despite her angry look Brittany didn't back down and she made a step ahead in order to be right face to face with the latina.
"Stop! Just stop thinking about yourself all the time! You need to stop and think…because if you let me talk I can explain the reason of my decision. I don't want to work with you cos I'm dating you, I'm sleeping with you and this makes me the happiest person on earth. This is why my job, which I love by the way, is the first thing I want to sacrifice to start to build a future with you. I don't want to feel bad or guilty cos I'm with you, and I don't want to achieve something cos I'm your girlfriend. You have been amazing with me from the professional point of view in these months and I really thank you for that, but now I need to see you just as my girlfriend and not as my boss." She paused to take a deep breath, Santana was standing still, incapable of moving at all, listening carefully to those words that were incredibly making sense.
"This is why I want to quit my job and look for another one in this city. I want to wake up with and let you make me pancakes, or…well.. order pancakes." At that last sentence Santana couldn't help but hint a light smile. "I want to go to work and to call you to know how or whar you are doing during my lunch break, and then I want to send you sexual texts while I'm holding a meeting or something and at the end of the day I will be happy cos you'll come and pick me up before going to your house and making love. You're so stupid because you have to stop questioning my commitment to this relationship. So please stop being an ass, cos I'm not running anywhere, I love you and I want to be with you, but I want to do it right."
In that moment Brittany could have talked for hours but Santana wouldn't have been able to process anything else. She only needed those three words.
"Wait, what have you just said?" she managed to say trying to control her body.
"That I want to do things right."
"No, before that."
"That I'm not running anywhere?" Brittany repeated.
But as Santana sweetly glared her with a begging expression she smiled.
"That I love you." She exclaimed out loud making a shiver run down to Santana's spine. "Wasn't that clear?" she added making the last step that was separating the two of them and placing both of her hands on her girlfriend's waist.
"You've never told me that."
"Well, I do love you."
Santana couldn't hold herself anymore and she simply jumped ahead and hugged her, holding her as tight as she could.
"I love you too."
Santana said nesting her head in Brittany's shoulder.
"Mmm.." she whispered as she inhaled the intoxicating scent of the blonde's skin.
"You know.." she started placing a kiss on Brittany's neck. "The only thing I regret about us not working together is that we won't have the chance to have great office sex."
Brittany moaned as the wet kisses on her neck trailed up until her mouth. she smiled against her girlfriend's lips before letting her tongue in.
"But…" she mumbled into Santana's mouth before pulling away and approaching the door.
"Hey…" Santana whispered and Brittany turned herself to look at her and, still holding her gaze, she locked the door.
"I think we have time for that." She said with a teasing smirk.
hope you liked it!
only one more chapter to go :(
have a great week! ::)