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Brittany and Santana are laying in Brittany's small bed, Summer on top of the cover by their legs with Brittany softly stroking Santana's hair. Her eyes are closed, but she's been awake for a few minutes. An alarm sounds, forcing her eyes open. Santana groans, sending a small vibration onto Brittany's chest.
"Time to get up." Brittany says.
Santana reaches out blindly for the alarm. She turns it off and returns her arm to its tucked position under her.
"We are staying in bed all weekend." Santana mumbles.
Brittany laughs. "Maybe."
"Nu-uh. No getting up, no plans." Santana says. "We'll go to bed Friday and we'll stay. Just me and you."
Brittany ruffles her hair a little. "What about food? Or if I gotta pee?"
Santana lets out a small chuckle. "Fine. We can get up for food and the bathroom."
"We'll see." Brittany says. "Now we gotta get up."
Santana doesn't budge.
"Mom probably has breakfast ready." Brittany says. "Plus we still need to take a shower."
"Mmm, shower."
But she still doesn't move.
"C'mon baby." Brittany tries again.
Santana hugs her tighter.
Brittany sighs. "Alright, I'll just have to carry you again."
Before Santana can respond, Brittany sits up, secures the Latina in her arms, gets up from the bed and heads toward the bathroom. Santana wraps both arms around the blonde's neck and snuggles her head into her neck.
"You totally wanted me to carry you." Brittany says with a smile, entering the bathroom.
Santana and Brittany walk down the stairs, making it much more difficult by holding onto each other. They walk into the kitchen laughing.
"Morning, girls." Mrs. Pierce greets, presenting each of them with a plate of bacon and eggs.
They take their seats at the table next to Jackie. Santana nudges the smaller girl, noticing she's not as hyper this morning. Jackie gives her a small smile and leans into her side.
"What's up?" Santana asks, putting an arm around the girl.
"I'm tired." Jackie answers sleepily.
"Well..." Santana says. "You shouldn't have stayed up so late."
"I wasn't tired, but I am now." Jackie says.
Santana laughs. "Me too."
She turns back to her plate and finally eats a few pieces of bacon. She glances at Jackie, who is still leaning against her side, and then leans in the opposite direction onto Brittany. The blonde swallows the food in her mouth and turns her head to kiss the top of Santana's.
"You guys can't eat like that." Brittany says.
"But we're tired." Jackie reminds her.
Mrs. Pierce turns off the stove and begins fixing her own plate and lets out a small laugh.
"Maybe somebody shouldn't have kept you up." Brittany says.
"What?" Santana says, sitting up. "I didn't! I told her to go to sleep."
"Mhm.. sure." Brittany responds.
"You're one to talk, you actually did keep me up late." Santana says.
Brittany just leans over and kisses her cheek.
Mrs. Pierce joins them at the table and says, "If you girls don't start eating, you're going to be late."
It's the first day back to school since prom. Santana almost forgets about how she pretty much told everyone that her and Brittany were together. That is until now when she's walking into the building with her hand holding firmly onto the blonde's. Brittany smiles at her and they make their way to their lockers. Not many people really act different towards them, or maybe they just don't notice.
The bell rings, ending second period, and Santana goes down the hall to her locker. She's surprised that she doesn't see Brittany already there, but goes to her locker and exchanges her book anyways. She glances down the hall and sees Brittany walking her way and they both smile.
"I got halfway here and then realized I didn't have my book." Brittany tells her. "So I had to go back."
Santana shakes her head slightly and opens the blonde's locker for her. Brittany puts her book in her locker while Santana grabs the book needed for the next class. Brittany closes her locker and gives Santana a mischievous smile. Before Santana can question her, the blonde lifts her off the ground.
"Britt!" Santana squeals.
Brittany turns and starts making her way down the almost empty hallway.
"Yes?" Brittany says.
"Put me down." Santana says firmly, forcing the smile not to show.
Brittany just continues to smile and leans her face down to Santana's.
She smirks. "Why would I do that?"
Santana glances at the Brittany's lips. "Because..."
Brittany removes the space between them and Santana instantly kisses back, sliding her hand to the back of the blonde's neck and pulling her closer.
Someone clears their throat behind them. They pull away and Brittany turns around. Brittany hadn't even realized she'd stopped walking.
"What do you two think you are doing?" Principal Figgins questions, face filled with confusion.
Santana struggles in Brittany's arms and the blonde lets her down.
"You are going to be late to class." He says. "You cannot just be lollygagging around the hallways."
"We were heading that way." Santana says.
"If you do not want a detention you better get there." He says. "The bell is about to ring."
He turns and continues his way to the office. Brittany grabs Santana's hand and leads them in the direction of their class while mumbling, "He creeps me out."
They enter the class just as the bell rings and quickly run to their seats while they teacher has their back turned. Santana sits in her seat sideways, hand still connected to Brittany's, and the blonde plops down on her lap. Santana laughs and removes her hand before pushing her off. Brittany giggles and rushes to her own seat.
"Quiet down." The teacher says, turning to face the class.
After a mini food fight at lunch because of Rachel trying to get the other to eat vegan food, they walk back into the building. Brittany and Santana happily hold hands while Puck walks between them and Quinn and Rachel who are also holding hands.
"I can't believe we have to have those lesbo's on our field."
Santana freezes. As she begins to turn her head, she hears, "Excuse me?"
She looks to her side to see Puck stepping forward.
Azimio laughs. "Oh, look at you. Always hanging with the lezzies. Bet you're a little homo too, huh?"
Puck slams his palms to the big guys chest, causing him to stumble back. Santana grabs Puck's arm, pulling him back a little.
"You're just jealous that you don't get to hang out with us." Quinn says.
"Jealous? You need to be fixed before I'd wanna get near any of you." Azimio scoffs.
"You're the one who needs fixing." Brittany throws in.
Puck steps forward, fuming, but Santana holds him back.
"We are perfectly happy. There is no need to take your insecurities out on us." Rachel says.
Azimio glares at them and opens his mouth to speak.
"You better back the fuck off." Puck tells him.
"Man, whatever!" Azimio shouts, turning and storming off.
Santana stares after him, one hand holding firmly to Brittany's hand and the other holding Puck's arm.
"He's lucky I didn't kick his ass." Puck mumbles.
"C'mon," Quinn says. "We're gonna be late to class."
Santana lets her arm fall from Puck's arm, but doesn't turn with the rest of them.
Brittany tugs on her arm. "San?"
Santana turns to look at her. "Huh?"
"You okay?"
Santana nods slowly. "Yeah.."
They turn and walk to their lockers.
"Don't listen to him." Brittany says. "He was just being a jerk, like always."
"I know, it's just.." Santana shakes her head. "I know."
They reach their lockers, quickly grab their books, and start walking to their class.
"Are you sure you're okay, baby?" Brittany asks.
Santana gives her a small smile and squeezes her hand. "Yeah, I'm fine. He just pissed me off a bit."
Brittany leans over and kisses the Latina's cheek.
"Don't let him get under your skin." Brittany says as they walk into the class.
Brittany's smile instantly returns when she steps up to Santana after eighth period.
"Ready for glee?" Santana asks after they rid themselves of their books.
Brittany grabs her girlfriends hand and starts walking towards the choir room. "Yup."
It's Friday and Santana's excited because Brittany might actually agree to stay in bed all weekend. She can't remove the smile from her face as she puts her books in her locker after eighth period. Brittany's a little late again, and Santana figures she forgot her book again. She waits somewhat impatiently for her girlfriend to appear. When she finally spots the blonde coming down the halfway, her smile falls a little. Brittany gives her a weak smile as she reaches her locker, but Santana can see that she has un-shed tears in her eyes. Santana has a full blow frown taking over her face as Brittany puts her book into her locker. Santana watches as she closes her locker and finally turns back to her.
"What?" Brittany questions quietly.
"Babe, what's going on?" Santana asks. "You've been like this all week just before glee. And now you look like you're about to cry..."
Brittany just slumps forward and wraps her arms around the Latina. Santana holds the blonde and rubs her back softly as Brittany's tears slowly slide onto her neck.
"Shh... it's alright." Santana says. "I'm here. Tell me what's going on?"
Brittany slowly pulls away. Santana gives her a soft peck on the lips while running her hands across the blonde's cheeks, wiping the tears away. Santana runs her hand down Brittany's arm and then connects their hands. Brittany sniffs.
"You know Josh?" Brittany asks, earning a small nod from Santana. "We have eighth period together, and this week he's been saying... stuff."
Santana's eyebrows knit together. "What stuff?"
Brittany looks down and then back to Santana. "Just like what Azimio said the other day, but today..."
Flashback
Brittany finally convinced her teacher to have Artie moved away from her, but now she wishes she hadn't. She sighs and takes her seat.
Josh turns to face her, sporting a cocky grin. "So.."
Brittany looks down to her desk, not wanting to look at him.
"How's everything going?" He asks. "Santana dump you yet?"
Brittany doesn't respond.
Josh laughs. "I told you-"
Brittany looks to him and shakes her head. "No."
"Ohh." He says. "Sorry, I didn't give you enough time to think about it."
Brittany looks back to her desk.
He nudges her arm. "C'mon. I can help you with your problem. You know it's bound to happen anyways, especially because she knows you're dragging her down. But I don't mind, I'll help you."
"I don't need your help." Brittany mumbles.
Josh nods. "Okay, I understand. We don't have to wait for her, even though I don't think it'll be long. But if you can't wait?" He scoots closer. "You can come over this weekend."
End flashback
"Why didn't you have the teacher move him like you did with Artie?" Santana asks. "You shouldn't have let him say that shit to you."
"It took me forever to convince her." Brittany says. "I don't think she'd do it again."
"She better! That fucking asshole has no right to talk to you like that." Santana says. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I know how mad you got when Azimio said those things... I didn't want you to get mad."
"Babe, you should have told me. I need to know these things so I can take care of you!"
"I was trying to take care of you."
Santana's face softens a little as she pulls Brittany in for a hug. "I know.. but I need you to tell me if people are making you feel like this.. they have no right."
Brittany nods. "I'm sorry."
Santana brings her hands up to Brittany's neck, and then slides them up to cup her cheeks. "Don't be sorry. It's not your fault he's a dickhead."
"Okay." Brittany smiles a little. "Can we go to glee now?"
Santana nods. "Yeah."
They make their way to the choir room and Brittany sits down, expecting Santana to sit next to her, but instead, the Latina walks over to Puck.
"Where is Josh?" Santana asks him quietly.
"Why?" Puck asks.
"Just tell me where he is." Santana demands.
"I don't know." Puck says. "Probably in the locker room. What's going on?"
Santana ignores his question and walks back over to Brittany. She puts her hand on the blondes arm and leans down to kiss her cheek.
"I'll be back." Santana says.
She turns and fast walks out of the room without noticing Brittany renewed frown.
"Where did she go?" Brittany asks.
Puck looks over at her. "I don't know, she just asked about Josh and then took off."
"Josh?" Quinn questions.
Brittany jumps up from her seat and sprints towards the door.
"Brittany?" Quinn says.
Puck shrugs.
"Something's going on." Quinn says. "Let's go."
Quinn and Puck rush out to door to follow Brittany.
Santana swings the boys locker room open and storms in. Josh jumps and turns around.
"What that fuck are you doing in here?" He asks.
Santana steps up to him and pushes him hard, almost causing him to fall backwards.
"You think you can say all that shit to my girlfriend and get away with it?" Santana growls. "Jodienda gilipollas!"
His face scrunches in anger. "What are you gonna do about it, dyke?"
She shoves in into the lockers but as soon as she steps up to him, she is pulled back.
"Calm down, San." Quinn says.
Santana tries to wriggle out of Puck's grasp, but he holds tighter. Josh stands up straight and straightens his jacket.
"Let go of me, Puck!" Santana shouts."
"San," Brittany says from behind her. "Don't do this, you'll get in trouble."
Santana turns to her. "Babe, I can't just let him go after all those things he said to you."
"Has he been messing with you?" Quinn asks Brittany.
Brittany shrugs. "Just saying stuff."
"No wonder Santana wants to kill you." Puck says to Josh.
"Crazy bitch can't touch me." Josh huffs.
Catching Puck off guard, Santana tears away from his hold and punches Josh across his smug face.
"Baby, he's not worth it." Brittany says wide-eyed while stepping forward.
Puck jumps forward and pulls her back as the door swings open.
"What's going on in here?" Mr. Shue questions, walking towards them.
"Nothing!" Quinn says quickly.
Josh stands up, clutching his nose.
"You keep quiet and we won't tell everyone you got that-" Puck gestures towards his nose. "From a girl."
"Well?" Mr. Shue says.
"Losers were just trying to get me to join their stupid club." Josh mutters.
Mr. Shue turns to the others. "Well I'm glad you guys are trying to get new members, but next time let's actually attend and recruit later? Also, girls, you shouldn't be in here."
"Right," Quinn says. "Sorry."
Quinn grabs Brittany's hand and pulls her and Santana, who is clutching Brittany's hand, toward the exit.
Puck follows, saying, "See you in the choir room, Mr. Shue." over his shoulder as they exit.
As they enter the choir room, Rachel immediately asks Quinn what happened while the others take a seat. Brittany and Santana take their seats next to each other in the back. Brittany turns in her seat to face Santana and takes the Latina's hand to rest on her lap.
"Is your hand okay?" She asks.
Santana nods. "I'm sorry. I just can't stand people talking to you like that..."
Brittany lifts Santana's hand to her lips and kisses it softly. "At least I know you love me."
Santana leans forward, but Quinn speaks before she reaches the blonde's lips.
"You need to learn to control Snixx better."
"Whatever." Santana says as the others laugh.
"Fucking amazing punch, though." Puck compliments.
"I know, right?" Santana says proudly. "I thought he was gonna start crying."
"Okay," Mr. shue says. "Before we get started... would anyone like to sing something?"
Santana glances at Brittany, and then raises her hand along with Rachel.
"Who wants to go first?" He asks.
Rachel glances at Santana and sighs. "You can go first."
"Awesome." Santana says.
Brittany smiles brightly as Santana makes her way to the front of the room. She always loves to hear her girlfriend sing.
"I wasn't planning on singing today," Santana says. "But.. oh well."
The music starts playing and Santana smiles at Brittany.
"This is my love song to you,"
"Let every woman know I'm yours."
"So you can fall asleep each night, babe,"
"And know I'm dreaming of you more."
"You're always hopin' that we make it,"
"You always wanna keep my gaze."
"Well you're the only one I see love,"
"And that's the one thing that won't change."
"I'll never stop tryin'."
"I will never stop watchin' as you leave."
"I will never stop loosin' my breath,"
"Every time I see you lookin' back at me."
"And I will never stop holdin' your hand."
"I will never stop openin' your door."
"I will never stop choosin' you, babe."
"I will never get used to you."
Santana's eyes haven't left Brittany's. She doesn't even think about looking at the others.
"And with this love song to you,"
"It's not a momentary phase."
"You are my life, I don't deserve you."
"But you love me just the same."
"And as the mirror says we're older, I will not look the other way."
"You are my life, my love, my only."
"And that's the one thing that won't change."
"I'll never stop tryin'."
"I will never stop watchin' as you leave."
"I will never stop losin' my breath,"
"Every time I see you lookin' back at me."
"And I will never stop holdin' your hand."
"I will never stop openin' your door."
"I will never stop choosin' you, babe."
"I will never get used to you."
"Still get my heart racing,"
"You still get my heart racing for you."
"Still get my heart racing,"
"You still get my heart racing for you."
"I will never stop tryinn'."
"I will never stop watchinn' as you leave."
"I will never stop loosin' my breath,"
"Every time I see you lookin' back at me."
"And I will never stop holdin' your hand."
"I will never stop openin' your door."
"I will never stop choosin' you, babe."
"I will never get used to you."
"Still get my heart racing,"
"You still get my heart racing for you."
"Still get my heart racing,"
"You still get my heart racing for you."
"Still get my heart racing,"
"You still get my heart racing for you."
"Still get my heart racing,"
"You still get my heart racing for you."
Brittany can't help herself from jumping up and running to Santana like she has every other time Santana sang to her. She wraps her arms tightly around the Latina, and Santana laughs while returning the embrace.
"Ugh, I love you." Brittany mumbles into her neck.
Santana pushes her back lightly so she can look at her. "I love you."
They both lean in, connecting their lips immediately.
"How am I going to top that?" Rachel huffs.
Santana pulls away from Brittany with a laugh. "Wow, Berry. Didn't think I'd ever hear you admit something like that."
"I appreciate your voice Santana, it is very nice." Rachel says. "And your song choice is great. Anything I choose to do now will not seem near as good."
"Aww, you'd; still sound amazing." Quinn tells her.
Santana rolls her eyes and leads Brittany back to their seats.
"Thanks." Brittany says.
Santana smiles and pecks the blonde's lips. "I'm yours. Forever. Don't listen to anyone who tells you different."
"Well, as long as you keep singing to me, I'm yours too." Brittany says.
"So you only want me for my singing?" Santana teases.
"Of course." Brittany says.
They both laugh while leaning into another kiss.
"You owe me a song now." Santana says.
Sorry for the delay, I've been trying to come up with more ideas for chapters. So far, I have two more chapters (they aren't written, but I have ideas for them). Any ideas you have are welcomed :) I hope you like this chapter! Thoughts?
Song: Safetysuit - Never Stop