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Santana's POV
I didn't really know how to feel as I watched the sun beaming down on the Ohio sidewalk from my hotel room. I mean, we were inches away from kissing, INCHES, but then it got ruined. But what if Maria never entered? Would Brittany have kissed me? Would she have been bold and confident? Probably...Probably not. All I know is that what could have been wasn't. She was scared; I saw that in her ocean blue eyes. She was scared of what a kiss with me could mean...And, well, what did it really mean? I knew... I knew more than I knew myself that I was in love with her. I think I knew it before I even stepped foot in Ohio.
It was her dancing.
The way she glided in that video she sent me sent a chill down my spine. She moved so beautifully and I couldn't help but feel, I don't know, cloud nine-ish while watching her. Yes, I had fallen in love with her talent, everything else just kind of fell into place.
But it meant nothing now. The idea that I was in love with her seemed so laughable now. She had rejected me without really rejecting me. She wanted a dance partner, that's all she wanted. Someone who could move with her without feeling some type of connection. I could try that, I'd be lying if I said I would be perfection at it, but I would try it.
For her.
I would try everything and anything for her...
Brittany's POV
I sat on the edge of the stage watching my feet dangle before me. I felt lifeless and plain, I didn't feel like myself. I don't really know who this blonde haired, blue eyed girl is but it's not Brittany S. Pierce. No, Brittany S. Pierce wouldn't tell a beautiful girl who was about to kiss her that she didn't want her. That she just wanted a dance partner. No, that's not Brittany S. Pierce.
"What's wrong with you?" I looked up to see Quinn making her way down the walkway towards me.
"Nothing."
"You're lying..."
Santana's POV
I heard the door creak behind me. I turned quickly to see Maria entering the room; she flopped on the hotel bed and eyed me curiously.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing."
"You're lying..."
Brittany's POV
"Why do you assume I'm lying?"
Santana's POV
"Because you are, I know you Santana."
"Does anyone really know anyone these days?"
Brittany's POV
"I would imagine so." Quinn answered taking a seat beside me, "Come on, tell Quinnie dear what's the matter." I rested my head on her shoulder.
Santana's POV
"I just...I don't know." I stood up from my seat and walked over towards her bed, "I just wish I never came here."
"You don't mean that. You've been having a great time so far."
Brittany's POV
"Yeah, I have but..."
"But what?" Quinn asked, cutting me off.
Santana's POV
"Nothing...Just...Nothing."
"Come on, I'm your best friend. You can talk to me about anything."
Brittany's POV
"I know I can Quinn, but...I don't know. I have this feeling in the pit of my stomach and I don't really know what it is or how to describe it."
Santana's POV
"Sounds like a bad stomach ache." I couldn't help but laugh at Maria's weak joke.
"Don't make me laugh! I'm supposed to be sad!"
Brittany's POV
"And why would you be sad?"
"Okay, maybe sad was a bad word. More so frustrated with myself..."
"Why? What happened?"
"It's about Santana..."
Santana's POV
"What about Brittany?" Maria asked, sitting up on her bed.
I looked at Maria with eagerness and wanted so badly to tell my best friend...
Brittany's POV
...That I had feelings for a girl. A girl who was beautiful...
Santana's POV
...And funny...
Brittany's POV
...And amazingly talented...
Santana's POV
...But as I looked into Maria's eyes I couldn't do it.
Brittany's POV
"Hello? What about Santana? Don't space out on me."
"Sorry, it's just something happened, well actually something almost happened but it didn't and now I'm scared and nervous and..."
Santana's POV
"For someone who speaks fluent English you totally aren't making sense." I sighed at Maria and sat beside her.
"I can't really explain it."
"I think I know."
Brittany's && Santana's POV
"YOU DO?"
Brittany's POV
"Yeah, I'm not as stupid as you may think."
"Shocker." Quinn pushed me playfully.
"I know that you're scared that she's totally going to mess up your performance."
"Oh..."
Santana's POV
"Yeah, I'm not as stupid as you may think."
"Dazzle me."
"I know that you're in love with her."
"Uh..."
"I saw you two, remember? These eyes still work."
Brittany's POV
"Don't worry about the performance. You two are going to be great."
"Thanks Quinn." She hadn't helped me at all.
Santana's POV
"I know this is hard, I mean...I've never been in love with a girl before I'm only assuming its hard..."
"It is..." I agreed, "I mean I do love her and I know she loves me, but she's scared..."
"Its new to her, it's new to you too."
"I know, but..."
"But?"
"I don't know." I shrugged, "I guess I figured as long as I love her and she felt the same way all that same-sex relationship crap didn't matter."
"It shouldn't matter if she does love you." She paused, "Does she love you?"
I shrugged, "I think so...I'm not sure."
"You two should discuss your emotions."
Brittany's POV
"What do you mean discuss them?" I asked Quinn.
"In case she's all hip-hop and you're all classical. You have to discuss it to make sure you're on the same page."
Santana's POV
"What if she was just going to kiss me because I was going to kiss her? What if she doesn't love me at all?"
"What if she does?"
Brittany's POV
"What if she doesn't want to talk to me?"
"What if she does?"
Santana's POV
"What if she doesn't really care about me like you said?"
"What if she does?"
Brittany's POV
"What if after everything is said and done she'll leave me? What if she doesn't care about me?"
"What if she does?"
Brittany's && Santana's POV
"What if all my hopes and dreams float away with her? What if she doesn't feel the same way I do?"
"What if she does?"