Author's Note: I think this may be one of my favorite chapters I have written. :) Enjoy and review please.
Brittany's POV
The days went by in a blur. I barely remember what it felt like to be a normal teenager, hanging out with friends from school and going out to the movies. I was busy practicing with Santana in the concert hall. Every time we practiced I felt my head burn with the smell of her perfume. She just didn't know...
Santana's POV
...How badly I wanted her. But I respected her first. She was too scared to act on her feelings and who am I to pressure her? I would be as bad as a dirty guy who didn't know that no meant no. That wasn't who I was. I was willing to go the distance to wait for her, but...
Brittany's POV
...She was leaving once the performance was over. She was going to be gone forever. I would never see her again. Sure there would be text here and emails there, but that doesn't beat out the real thing. It doesn't beat holding her close to me, dancing to a beautiful instrumental of our favorite mash-up songs...
Santana's POV
...It doesn't beat looping my arm with her's walking towards her car giggling and smirking with happiness because we had each other and we knew what the other was thinking...
Brittany's POV
...It doesn't beat resting your head on her shoulder as she tells you about her favorite spot in Mexico...
Santana's POV
...It surely doesn't beat getting the chance to find yourself singing with her...
Brittany's POV
...No, emails and text are great. But they don't beat the real thing...
Santana's POV
...So here I am standing on the stage alone for the first time in what seems like weeks. There's a mic in front of me. I need to blow off some steam, some access emotions that are balled inside of me. Since Brittany won't follow through on her emotions I have no choice but to tell her how I feel...Whether she can hear me or not...
Brittany's POV
...I'm stretching outside the concert hall, trying to get in shape for our next practice when I hear a faint voice coming from the concert hall. Is that Santana? Is that Santana singing?
Santana's POV
"Where you are seems to be
As far as an eternity
Outstretched arms open hearts
And if it never ends then when do we start?..."
Brittany's POV
I had heard her sing before; in audio clips she had sent me but nothing like this. Nothing felt as natural and as beautiful as hearing her sing live. She seemed too graceful, her eyes were closed, her hands gripped tightly around the mic. She was singing to the empty seats in front of her...
Santana's POV
"...I'll never leave you behind
Or treat you unkind
I know you understand
And with a tear in my eye
Give me the sweetest goodbye
That I ever did receive..."
Brittany's POV
Maybe this is what they mean when they tell you to always expect the unexpected. Her voice flowing through me almost picks me off the ground. I felt it. I felt my heart skip. I felt my stomach turn and twist. I felt my head spin. I felt...I felt...Love.
Santana's POV
"...Pushing forward and arching back
Bring me closer to heart attack
Say goodbye and just fly away
When you comeback
I have some things to say..."
Brittany's POV
I knew I had feelings for her, I knew that, but this...No this was much stronger than any like or lust anyone had ever imagined. I began to walk closer towards her, she didn't notice. She was too swept up in her song. Her beautiful song that was surrounding me. She was pointing now, her eyes still closed to a random seat in the far distance...
Santana's POV
"...How does it feel to know you never have to be alone
When you get home?
There must be someplace here that only you and I could go..."
Brittany's POV
No, not to the empty seat. Her words, her lyrics, there was more than just an empty seat in the audience she was pointing to...
Santana's POV
"...So I can show you how I
Dream away everyday
Try so hard to disregard
The rhythm of the rain that drops
And coincides with the beating of my heart..."
Brittany's POV
...Was she...Yes, she was! She was pointing at me! Or at least pretending the invisible person in that seat was me. She opened her eyes slowly and steadily, still gripping the mic and found herself looking at me. She smiled...
Santana's POV
"...I'll never leave you behind
Or treat you unkind
I know you understand
And with a tear in my eye
Give me the sweetest goodbye
That I ever, ever, ever did receive..."
Brittany's POV
...I wanted to scream, 'I love you' but the words wouldn't come out. The words were clogged in my throat, but it seemed like she knew what I wanted to say. Her voice, quivering now, sang out the last lines of the song...
Santana's POV
"...How does it feel to know you never have to be alone
When you get home?
There must be someplace here that only you and I could go
So I can show you how I feel..."
Brittany's POV
...Yeah, no doubt about it...I was in love with Santana Lopez...
Santana's POV
"...How does it feel to know you never have to be alone
When you get home?
There must be someplace here that only you and I could go
So I can show you how I feel."
Song by Maroon 5 - Sweetest Goodbye