yay its dance time:) we get to find out what happens on a Faberry 'friend date', and get some fluffy Brittana:) what's better than that... nothing!
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The gym is decorated tastefully with the school colors brightening the normally dull looking room. Tables are set up against the walls and creating a makeshift dance floor near the center of the gym. With the bleachers pulled back the gym looks a lot bigger. On the left of the doors upon entering is a table set up for King and Queen ballots behind it on the wall were pictures of the nominees and they all smile and point out Santana and Brittany's poster.
They head over to the table to place their votes and Brittany peers over each and every one of their shoulders to make sure they vote for her and Santana. Quinn mocks Santana pointing out that they have placed her under the 'King' nomination instead of the 'Queen'. The brunette flips her off and Brittany pulls her hand down and tells her to 'be nice' pecking her on the lips. Rachel nudges Quinn's arm and smirks pointing to herself and mouthing 'I did that' and Quinn stifles a laugh.
The group find a table to sit at, Brittany and Kurt making sure that is right off the 'dance floor' so that when a good song comes on they are right there. Santana quirks an eyebrow to Quinn and shoots her a smirk this time and nods to Rachel who she had by the hand but was trailing behind her a little.
"Baby you look beautiful." Brittany tells Santana when they sit down and she takes her face in her hands and pulls her closer their noses touching, Santana grins and a small blush over taking her face.
"You look, absolutely, incredibly amazing." Santana brings her hands up to cover the blonde's and her eyes travel the length of Brittany and the brunette bites her lower lip. "I just can't keep my eyes off of you." She whispers.
"Or your hands get a room." Quinn yells over the music crossing her arms. Brittany's eyes widen and she smiles brightly. Santana slides her hands to land on Brittany's lap and the blonde tucks a stray hair behind Santana's ear and keeps her hands loosely around her neck.
"Jealous Fabray?" She asks and this time its Quinn who gives the finger and Santana grins and gives her a wink. Santana stands up taking Brittany's hand in her own. "Come on babe let's dance." Brittany practically bounces to the dance floor pulling Santana with her.
Kurt looks between the diva and the Cheerio, clears his throat and excuses himself to go to the powder room. Now left by themselves they look around the room making small talk about how good of a job Rachel and the dance committee did on decorating. Rachel admits that Kurt helped out a lot and Brittany was the one who suggested silver balloons instead of white ones. Santana had her arms around Brittany's neck while the blonde's were around her waist. The brunette glances from her girlfriend to the 'couple' still sitting down looking like they got set up on a blind date.
"Fabray is the worst date ever." Santana states nodding in their direction and Brittany looks at the table. "They look miserable." She points out and Brittany frowns.
"Maybe we should stop playing and tell them that they both like each other." Brittany suggests and Santana whips her head back to look at the blonde.
"Hell no, this is just getting good." She insists raising an eyebrow.
"But they look so sad and itchy." Brittany tells her looking towards them again.
"Do you mean fidgety?" Santana asks and Brittany nods with a smile. "Don't worry, they'll be fine. If they don't figure it out by tonight, I promise we will tell them." She assures her girl and Brittany nods pleased with her girlfriend. "Now come on, stop looking at Berry and Quinn or I'm gonna start thinking you're into them." She says and twirls Brittany in a circle and they make sure to dance on every single part of the dance floor.
"They're amazing." Rachel leans over to Quinn and points towards Brittany and Santana who were slow dancing very close and looking into one another's eyes.
They are clearly having a conversation about something sweet because Brittany has this glimmer in her eye. But then again, Rachel thinks, Santana has a strange look in her eye as well, so maybe they were talking about something sexual. Rachel closes her eyes shut internally vomiting at the thought of Santana being sexual. She witnessed one too many accidental walk ins on the pair to count on both hands that she cares to admit.
Quinn looks to the couple and smiles thoughtfully nodding in agreement. They are perfect together. Santana's feistiness and Brittany's naive innocence made them work. The blonde couldn't help but think about the differences between her and the brunette next to her. There were a lot to count. They were socially unequal, their taste in clothes was completely opposite and the diva's need to always play musicals in the car drove her crazy.
But the fact that Rachel was un-cool at school had no bearings on her coolness as a person or a friend. In fact, the past three years and the past few months Quinn has begun to think Rachel is one of the coolest people she has ever met. And even though sometimes she had to talk the starlet out of wearing some heinous sweater, she kind of liked the way Rachel dressed. She couldn't help but think of ways she would take off one of those skirts or sweater vests and how she would rip open that button up top she had on. And the musicals, well, they weren't that bad. At least Rachel has a good voice.
"Yo." The girls thoughts are interrupted by Puck standing before them with his hands shoved into his pockets. "You girls look good." He tells them smirking at each one of them.
"Thanks." Rachel replies with uncertainty and Quinn just eyes him up. Puck looks around at their table like he was contemplating taking a seat.
"Can we help you with something?" Quinn finally speaks up, a twinge of irritation in the back of her throat. He darts his eyes back to Quinn and shuffles his feet a little.
"I was looking for Kurt." He admits bringing his hand up to the back of his neck rubbing it. Quinn arches an eyebrow and gives him a blank stare.
"He's in the bathroom." She tells him pointing over her shoulder. He smiles and heads in the direction she was motioning.
Kurt is standing in front of the mirror admiring his handy work. His top hat was flawless, his bowtie and cummerbund were to die for and to be honest, and it was all made better by the corsage that Santana had given him. He smiles at her kind gesture and still completely floored and at first assumed that Brittany had put her up to it but the blonde looked absolutely surprised as well. His eyes dart to the door that swings open and he nods at the reflection of Puck that appears. Puck returns with a grin and walks up beside him.
"Hey." Puck greets pretending to fix his hair, but he doesn't have any so it's kind of hard to fake.
"Umm, hi." Kurt hesitates for a moment. He and Puck had actually been friendly the last two years. Ever since the birth of his and Quinn's baby he was just a tad bit nicer, not a lot, but enough. Puck awkwardly shuffles his feet against the tile floor of the bathroom and shoves his hands back into his pockets. "Do you need something?"
"Here's the thing Kurt." He starts his eyes flickering from the floor to Kurt's eyes. "You're a cool guy. You're nice, even to jerks like me who don't deserve it. You're smart I know that because I've been cheating off you in English for the past 4 years. And well, I know how bummed you probably are that you didn't get to dance with your dude tonight because he is a douche and broke your heart." Kurt quirks and eyebrow.
"Umm yeah, thanks for that reminder." He replies.
"I would have pummeled his ass too if Santana hadn't beaten me to it." He smirks and Kurt can't help but smile at the memory. "But I mean I could dance with any girl I want tonight. But you don't have that luxury. Well yeah you can dance with any girl you want but…"
"Will you spit it out Puck? My lip moisturizer only lasts a good 45 minutes before I have to reapply." Kurt urges him turning fully to the boy who is taking up his time.
"I'm not coming out as some big homo or dude lovin dude, but I was wondering if you wanted to dance with me." Puck offers and finally looks up to Kurt who has a look of shock on his face. "Only one song." He quickly adds holding up one finger for emphasis. Kurt looks around the bathroom closing his mouth.
"Is today opposite day? First Santana now Puck." He lets out and Puck gives him a look of confusion.
"Huh?"
"Nothing." He responds. "Yes Puck I'd love to dance with you." They head out the bathroom door with Puck first. "You're leading though."
The two guys walk out onto the dance floor and Kurt helps Puck with where to put his hands. Quinn and Rachel watch from their table looking from the guys and back to each other.
"What the hell is going on?" Quinn asks leaning in to Rachel who has a look of bewilderment plaguing her face. "This is the strangest night." She sighs shaking her head. Rachel looks to the side and observes Quinn who neatly has her hands placed on her lap. She abruptly stands up and offers her hand to the blonde.
"Come on let's get some punch." The diva smiles and Quinn accepts and they walk arm in arm to the punch table. Quinn would have declined had she known that Finn was going to be getting punch at the same exact time as them. It made her feel a little better though that Rachel maintained her grip on Quinn's arm even when she said hello to Finn. In fact, she thinks that the brunette even squeezed it a little bit.
"You two look very pretty tonight." Finn tells them taking a sip from his cup. He says it to both of them but his eyes are glued to Rachel and Rachel's chest which makes Quinn roll her eyes at him when he's not looking.
"Thanks Finn, you look nice as well." Rachel politely answers and Quinn smirks. He nods and opens his jacket a little looking at his suit.
"Yeah, Kurt picked it out for me." He sighs it was a little too flashy for him, but Kurt assured him that it was perfect. He looks at Quinn who was obviously looking around the room to avoid eye contact with him. He looks to Rachel and places his cup down on the table and nervously rubs his hands together. "Rachel do you want to dance with me?" Quinn's head whips back around and stares at Finn but he doesn't notice. Rachel blinks at him as if she had heard him wrong. He grins his stupid grin and Rachel glances to Quinn. "It's our last formal, and I figured it would be nice." He shrugs his shoulders. Rachel waits for Quinn to look at her and asks her with her eyes.
"Go on." Quinn forces a smile, she's happy the music is loud so that neither Finn nor Rachel can hear the cracking in her voice. The brunette nods and unhooks her arm from Quinn's and takes Finn's arm. The blonde stands there holding hers and Rachel's cups as Finn leads her out to the dance floor. She puts the cups down and heads back over to the table and she hopes beyond hope that a fast song comes on. But of course it's a slow song and she cringes.
Quinn sits there at their table and watches Rachel with Finn on the dance floor. Three years ago Quinn Fabray would never believe that she would be alone at the Spring Formal her senior year. Three years ago Quinn Fabray would never believe that she would be sitting alone at the Spring Formal jealous of Finn and Rachel. Three years ago Quinn Fabray would never believe that she would be sitting at the Spring Formal wishing that she was the one dancing with Rachel Berry.
Her eyes follow the two move gracefully, well as graceful as Finn can move, around the dance floor. Finn has a stupid grin on his face and she can't see Rachel's face but she is sure the girl is smiling kindly at the guy. She was nice like that. She laughs a little imagining Santana dancing with someone like Finn and the sneer that would be on her face. But that pleasant moment fades when she notices Finn pulling Rachel closer to him and she can't take it anymore. Had she not been so self conscious and embarrassed it would be her on the dance floor with Rachel right now and not Finn. Had she had the 'balls' like Santana put it she would be the one with her hands on Rachel's hips pulling her closer.
She pushes her chair back a little to make room enough for her to get up and with one last glance as she walks up to the door she steps out into the hallway. The blonde slowly shuffles her way down the hall and to the doors that lead outside. Right after the doors there are benches and she takes a seat resting her hands in her lap and staring out into the dimly lit area.
Outside as she looks to the stars she imagines how the night would have gone had she told Rachel how she feels about her. Obviously in her mind Rachel says she feels the same way and the two kiss, hug, smile and kiss some more. Her skin gets hot thinking about the closeness. She closes her eyes and envisions the two of them dancing out here under the moon and starlit sky.
[insert music]
Quinn and Rachel walk towards each other[In the chilly hours and minutes
with their arms reaching out. Their hands[of uncertainty I wanna be
meet and they pull the other close until
Rachel's hands are around Quinn's neck[in the warm hold of your loving mind
and Quinn's are on Rachel's hips. They sway
back and forth. Quinn slides her hands up Rachel's[to feel you all around me
sides and tightens the brunette's arms around her[and to take your hand along the sand
neck and then wraps her arms around her waist.
Rachel steps back and their hands graze arms[I may as well try and catch the wind
until their hands pull apart.
Quinn turns around and Rachel's hands come from[when sundown pales the sky
behind her and they wrap around her pulling[I wanna hide a while behind your smile
her close. She kisses the blonde softly on the
neck that her lips almost don't touch her skin.[and everywhere I'd look your eyes I'd find
Quinn turns around and spins the smaller girl
in a circle and then pulls her against her and [for me to love you now would be the sweetest thing
their faces are inches apart. Quinn brings her [t'would make me sing
hand up to cup Rachel's cheek and rubs her [ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind
thumb against the skin and the diva looks
deeply into her eyes. She sways them more side
to side and this time Rachel twirls the blonde and
they smile and giggle.
Quinn is sitting alone on the bench thinking about[when rain is hung the leaves with tears
her and Rachel hanging out. Thinking about how[I want you near to kill my fears
Finn and Rachel looked on the dance floor. How [to help me leave all my blues behind
amazing Rachel looked when she went to pick[standing in your heart
her up at her house before the dance.[is where I want to be, I long to be
Her head hangs when she comes back to reality [ah but I may as well try and catch the wind
and she is sitting all by herself outside.
Quinn sighs and forces herself to get up and head back inside before anyone notices she is gone and starts asking questions. But when she turns to the door she notices that she is not alone. She can feel her face turning beat red and she looks down trying to avoid eye contact.
"That sounded really pretty." Rachel says softly breaking their silence. Quinn looks to her and smiles softly. The brunette wraps her arms around herself to shield her skin from the chilly air and steps closer to Quinn. "I was wondering where you went."
"It was, um, I just needed some fresh air. The gym gets kind of stuffy." The blonde explains pretending to fan herself even though she can feel the goose bumps forming on every inch of her skin. Rachel nods politely.
"I'm sorry about that." Rachel tells her pointing behind her and Quinn shakes her head not understanding what she is talking about. "Dancing with Finn." The brunette rolls her eyes.
"He's very persistent got to give him that." Quinn shrugs forcing a smile on her face. Rachel nods and hugs herself tighter.
"I wish he would stop." She admits.
"Yeah I'm sure it's annoying, but it's kind of nice to be wanted." Quinn points out and Rachel looks to the ground.
"Not when you want to be wanted by someone else." The brunette mumbles but Quinn hears her. "Anyway, I think that in the rule book of dates, especially at dances you are required at least one dance." She smiles to the blonde and Quinn grins at her.
"Is that so?" She counters and Rachel nods and extends her hand to her friend.
The two walk into the gym hand in hand just as a song was ending and they head straight to the middle of the dance floor. They stand there motionless for a moment waiting to hear what song comes on next. When a slow song starts playing they both look around them nervously and then to each other and Quinn awkwardly moves closer to her. Rachel watches as the blonde carefully grabs her hands and lifts them up placing them on her neck.
"Come here." Quinn whispers and her breath hits Rachel's skin causing the other girl to gasp. Quinn slides her hands down Rachel's arms and gently puts them on the brunette's hips and begins to lead them to the song.
They move side to side for a few beats looking everywhere else except at each other. When their eyes do meet they smile cautiously not wanting to scare the other off. As the song progresses Quinn is feeling a little bit more confident and she wraps her arms further around Rachel pulling her closer so that their faces are breaths away. Rachel loosely clasps her hands around Quinn's neck and is absentmindedly pulling her closer. The blonde grins and leans in to Rachel's ear and whispers.
"This is how the night was supposed to go from the beginning." She tells her and Rachel can feel a lump forming in her throat. "Rach, I don't want to… I have to be honest with you." Rachel nods. "I wanted you to be my date."
"I am your date Quinn." Rachel points out and Quinn chuckles in her ear and shakes her head.
"No, I mean, I wanted you to be my date like Brittany is Santana's date." She explains. "Like how Finn wanted you as his date." She pulls back to take in Rachel's reaction. The diva for once is hard to read and her face is blank. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said anything." Quinn apologizes and goes to pull further away from her but Rachel keeps her grip firm around the Cheerio's neck.
"No. Don't be sorry." The brunette assures her. "I…" She searches Quinn's eyes and is rubbing the back of her neck softly. "I wanted the same thing." Rachel admits and Quinn stops swaying to the music and stands still staring into Rachel's eyes. Quinn bites her lower lip and a smile slowly starts to form.
"Really?" Quinn asks not believing it. Rachel nods and looks down nervously. Quinn chuckles and shakes her head to herself.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, it's, I was getting so pissed off when you would talk about Finn asking you to come as his date tonight. I was really jealous." Quinn admits and Rachel grins at her.
"Really?" The blonde nods and she tries to blink away the blush tinting her cheeks.
"Are you guys gonna kiss yet?" Brittany interrupts them. The girls snap their heads to see that Santana and Brittany were dancing right next to them and Brittany appeared as though she were hanging on every word they were saying. Rachel blushes matching Quinn and they smile nervously at one another.
"Just do it Fabray." Santana yells as she tries to pull Brittany away to let them have their moment.
Quinn looks into Rachel's eyes slowly bringing her hand up the girl's side and letting it rest just behind her neck. Her smile loosens up and her face becomes more serious as she contemplates the action. With one last grin and a shrug she slowly leans in and pulls Rachel in to close the gap between them. It's soft and slow and they are cautious about it. It's no surprise to Quinn that kissing Rachel was everything she thought it would be, and more. She smiles into the kiss when she feels Rachel smiling and the brunette's hand coming up to her cheek. Rachel pushes herself closer to the blonde and in turn the two deepen the kiss.
After a few minutes they pull apart for the need of oxygen. Hands both on each other's cheeks they stare at each other gasping for air and their eyes twinkling.
"Wow." Rachel sighs out a small smile playing on her lips. Quinn brings her hand to Rachel's elbow holding onto it like it was keeping her steady. She breathes out and nods in agreement that this was definitely a 'wow' moment.
The slow song has now ended and the two were still standing there motionless. A fast song comes on but they don't move a muscle, even as the groups of people start dancing around them.
"I really like you Rachel." Quinn yells over the music to make sure that the girl can hear her. "Like a lot." She looks away for a moment because she's nervous.
"Quinn." Rachel shouts back placing her hand on the blonde's cheek again and turning her to face her. "I like you too." They smile and over by their table they are sure that they can hear Brittany clapping and yelling 'woohoo' for them which makes them giggle.
"Finally." Santana huffs when the two return to the table. Brittany slaps Santana's hand away when she tries to put it on the back of her neck.
"San stop being mean." She pouts at the brunette who leans in, nods and plants a kiss on the blonde's lips. "Hmm, you're so sweet when you're not mean." Brittany closes her eyes when Santana kisses her again. She turns to her friends. "She knew you guys had the hots for each other but kept it a secret from the both of you." She tries to explain pointing to each of them but then leaving herself confused at what she had just said. Santana wraps her arms around her and pulls her close.
"Yeah you two are fun to mess with." She admits smiling proudly at driving them both crazy.
"You suck." Quinn spits out but she still has a smile on her face.
"Whatever. I was going to tell you tomorrow anyway." She shrugs her shoulders. "Maybe."
"Hey guys it's almost time." Rachel announces to them looking at the clock on the wall. She claps and then Brittany claps and Santana twirls her finger in the air pretending she's not as excited, but she is. "You want to announce?" Rachel asks Quinn who bashfully nods and the two wander off hand in hand into the crowd.
"Come here." Brittany turns to Santana grabbing her hand and pulling her onto her lap.
Santana sits down and Brittany wraps an arm around her back and with the other hand plays with Santana's charm bracelet. Santana drapes her arm around the blonde's neck and plays with her hair.
"You're so beautiful B." Santana whispers to her so softly and sincere that the blonde is taken aback by it. "You really are." She nods affirming her statement and Brittany smiles at her and pecks her on the lips. "I love you."
"I love you too." Brittany replies in a raspy voice and she is sure that she could melt into a puddle at that very moment. Kurt interrupts their moment taking a seat next to Brittany and crossing his legs.
"Were my eyes deceiving me or did I see you dancing with Puck earlier?" Santana asks giving him a questioning diva glare. He nods and shrugs his shoulders.
"What can I say? I'm a hot piece of ass." He smirks at the two and Brittany laughs and gives a 'hell yea' and raises her fist to him for a pound. "So King Santana, are you excited to finally have a crown to replace the imaginary one you've been wearing for 4 years?" He mocks and she squints her eyes at him and before she can flip him off Brittany catches her hand and kisses is.
"Even if we don't win I'll get you a crown." Brittany tells her and that softens Santana's scowl to a smile.
"Can I have your attention?" Quinn's voice comes over the loud speaker and the dance floor clears as the chaperones motion everyone to take their seats. As they move the head Cheerio and the diva walk to the middle Rachel holding two envelopes in her hand. "We've just counted the votes for this Spring Formals King and Queen." She announces and everyone claps and hollers. After the roar dies down she brings the microphone back up to her mouth. "Envelope please Rachel." She puts out her hand and Rachel places the envelope in it. Quinn looks down at the front to read what is written. "And now this year's King." She puts the microphone under her arm to open up the envelope which she hands to Rachel. She looks at the card to read the name and a huge smile spreads across her face. "Santana Lopez!" She shouts and points over to Santana who was sitting on Brittany's lap.
Brittany's hands shoot up to her mouth in shock and Santana blushes smiling so hard she was sure her cheeks were going to shoot off. Brittany gets up to get Santana to stand up and she pushes her towards the center of the gym to receive her crown. Everyone is clapping and whistling as Rachel puts the King sash over her head and places on her crown. Santana looks down at the sash laughing and shaking her head at the fact that it says 'King' on it.
"See we told you that you were the guy in the relationship." Rachel leans in to say and Santana lifts her arm pretending that she is going to punch her but she just puts a friendly arm over Rachel still smiling. She moves over next to Quinn and stands there waiting for her Queen to join her.
Brittany sits with her hands in her lap and is staring at Santana who is smiling so hard. She never saw her smile this much, in public anyway, and it made her so happy so could hardly contain her giddiness. Rachel hands Quinn the final envelope and the blonde brings the microphone up again.
"Alright and now for the moment we've all been waiting for, though I'm sure we can all guess who it is." She grins at Brittany who only has eyes for her girlfriend. Quinn opens it up and again hands the empty envelope to Rachel. "This year's Queen… Brittany Pierce!" She yells because the crowd was already clapping before she could announce it. Kurt has to tap Brittany on the shoulder and tell her to get up there because she won. She wasn't paying attention as usual but was shocked none the less.
Just like she did for Santana, Rachel slides the sash onto Brittany, places the crown on her head and hands her a bouquet of flowers. Brittany hugs Rachel, Quinn and when she gets to Santana she pulls her into a kiss by the neck catching her off guard but she does not protest one bit. The whole gym is filled with cheers and the teachers clap for them as well although feeling slightly awkward watching two of their students sucking face in the middle of the room. Rachel and Quinn slowly back away from the couple who are still kissing but slowly making it less deep just little pecks.
"Okay you two, it's time for the King and Queen's first dance." Quinn tells the couple and she points to the DJ to play the song. Brittany looks to the ceiling holding Santana's face still trying her best to hear the song that is playing. She grins gleefully and practically jumps for joy.
"Sany." She squeals. "It's Taylor Swift." Santana nods and takes her girl by the waist and starts them dancing.
"I know how much you used to love this song when it came out." Santana whispers in her ear. "I think I have about a dozen mixed CD's with this song on it." She tells her and Brittany smiles. "Plus I thought it fit, because today was a fairytale." She kisses the blonde softly on the cheek and they continue to dance the song till it ended and midway through everyone joined in.
The dance is over and Santana and Brittany are walking arm in arm trying to stay as close as possible, both still wearing their crowns and Kurt is walking beside them. Rachel and Quinn are right behind them walking hand in hand smiling at one another.
"Tonight was amazing." Brittany whispers into Santana's ear and the brunette nods in agreement. She looks up to her girl and grins.
"It's not over yet." She states vaguely and Brittany tries to quirk her eyebrow like Santana taught her.
"Do you guys want me to drop you off now?" Kurt looks to Santana and gives her a knowing look. She looks behind her at the new twosome not paying attention.
"Can we drop them off first?" She asks and he nods.
The drive is quick because Rachel demands that Quinn stay over for a few hours so they can talk about everything. Quinn doesn't fight with her because she wants the same thing. It wasn't exactly easy to talk about everything that happened between them tonight what with the dance going on. Brittany waves to them until they disappear into Rachel's house and she sighs in content.
"You make a gorgeous Queen Britt-Britt." Kurt tells her throwing in a wink.
"Yeah she does." Santana adds reaching up to caress the blonde's arm who is now sitting in the front so Kurt doesn't feel like a chauffeur.
"And you're a handsome King Sany." Brittany says and scrunches her nose at the dark haired girl who giggles and flips her hair with her hands.
"Clearly." She jokes and the three of them laugh. "Too bad I didn't get a sword." She states and that makes the two in the front laugh even harder.
"Hey where are we going anyway? Wasn't that the turn to mine and Santana's neighborhood?" The blonde asks pointing down the block they just past. Kurt shrugs his shoulders and looks to Santana in the back seat.
"It's a secret." She whispers in the blonde's ear.
After about 30 minutes of driving Kurt finally pulls over on the side of the road by a gas station. Santana hands him money for gas which he initially refuses by she insists he take it. Brittany just does as she is told and kisses Kurt on the cheek thanking him for taking her wherever it is that they are and grabs her bag. Kurt gives them a little beep beep before taking off in the direction they had come from.
"Come on B this way." Santana takes her by the hand and pulls her towards a car.
"Hey this looks like your car." Brittany tells her pointing to it.
"It is my car." The Latina smile and presses the button to unlock it and pop the trunk to toss their bags in. "Let's go."
Brittany asks over a million times where they were headed but Santana refused to give in. And it was difficult to refuse especially when Brittany gave her a pout, a whimper, refused to talk to her and tried to take advantage of her while she was driving. She was actually very surprised at her self control. But eventually after another 30 minutes of driving Brittany began to look at the scenery.
"This looks familiar." She lets out in confusion. She turns to Santana who has a smirk on her face but is focusing on the road.
"I would hope it does." Santana says and places one hand on the blonde's hand intertwining their fingers. "We're almost there B, like 2 more minutes." They were actually there by the time she finished that sentence and she was pulling in to a small gravel driveway. She puts the car in to park and looks over to her girlfriend. "Look even more familiar?" Brittany looks ahead of them and notices a small house all by itself. She twists her lips thinking how she knew this place, and then just like that the light went off and a huge smile came to her face.
"Is that?" Brittany asks pointing to the house suddenly getting a little quiet with her voice. Santana grins and nods slowly hoping she was saying yes to the right question. "This is the house you're family goes to in the summer." Brittany finishes letting her hand fall back to Santana's and she tilts her head at the memory.
"Yes it is." Santana responds. "It's also the place that, we…" She pauses for a moment when a lump suddenly forms in the back of her throat and she looks to Brittany.
"We had sex here for the first time." Brittany finishes her sentence with such innocence pouring out of her voice. She said it as fact pure and simple, but the way she said besides that was that it was a very special and important memory for her. Santana nods and smirks at the blonde girl.
"Yes it is." She repeats. Taking in a deep breath and leans over to the glove box and takes out a key ring and dangles it for Brittany to see. "And it's ours for the weekend." Brittany's mouth drops looking from the keys to Santana to the house several times.
"Oh." Brittany breathes out a small smile creeping on her face. "San that's so romantic." She puts her hand on Santana's cheek and leans in to kiss her lips.
"Mmm, I thought so." Santana says between kisses. "But," she pulls away. "We only have it to ourselves until tomorrow afternoon." She admits waiting for Brittany to be upset but the blonde only shoots her a confused blank expression. "I kind of invited Rachel, Q, Kurt and well, the rest of the Glee club to join us." She shrinks a little in her seat.
"Baby you are the cutest." Brittany squeals and practically jumps onto Santana's lap. "We better get inside." She tells her trailing kisses down her neck. Santana throws the door open and shuts the car off.
"Don't have to tell me twice." She says and runs over to Brittany's side and pulls her out dragging her to the house.
"What about our clothes?" The blonde asks pointing back to the car.
"We don't need clothes." Santana tells her breathlessly and Brittany grins at her.