Santana – 16th December 2016
Slowly I start losing my mind. I'm home now for more than two weeks and most of the time I'm just sitting around doing nothing. The only good thing about it is, that I can prepare myself better for upcoming castings. They aren't starting until next year, but I'm motivated.
Next year will be awesome!
I'm learning a text right now when someone knocks on the door. I hope it's not the mailman, because I'm too slow for everything and he will be gone before I reach the door. I need to rest my leg, that's why I'm taking the crutches.
"Finn, hey. What are you doing here? Where is Rachel?"
Normally they spend half their day together because they have the same courses together. So I'm confused that he's here alone.
"Can I come in? It won't take long; I just need some advice."
"Of course, come in", I let him in and after he took off his jacket and shoes, he follows me in the living room.
"How can I help?", I sit down on the couch, lay down the crutches.
"Rachel invited me home for Christmas. I want to make a good impression and I'm embarrassed to ask her about her dads, so maybe you can give me some advice, how to handle her family?"
Finn is great. I can't remember a man putting so much effort in Rachel, like he does. And the bestie that I am, I give Finn tips and tell him things, so he can impress them. It's adorable that he even takes notes on his phone. I would suggest an engagement ring as a gift, but they are a couple for only a few months, although I bet Rachel would say yes right now, too.
Finn brought tickets for a play on Broadway. It's nice to see, that he knows her that well.
I think I'm happier for these two than Rachel herself. Now I know why Rachel is our little cheerleader. She celebrates my relationship with Britt more than we do.
Finn and I talk a few minutes more, before he needs to go, meeting with Rachel. He leaves the apartment and in this moment Britt comes upstairs. Even though she's wrapped up so thick, her nose is red from the cold.
I don't know how she does it, being cute and hot at the same time, but it's true.
"Hey", I lean against the doorframe, waiting longingly for a kiss hello.
"Hey you", she grins, gives me a kiss and follows me inside, where she takes of her clothes.
"You want some tea? You look cold."
"Sounds nice. Lucky you, that you don't need to go outside, it's freezing."
"I would rather be outside freezing, than sitting here doing nothing."
"Not again this", Britt sighs, "If you rest, then you'll be able to go without the crutches before the new year starts. Your body just needs to relax, so sit down, I know where to find everything."
Sighing I sit down at the kitchen island, watching Britt making tea.
"What do you want to do today?", she asks me.
"I want to go outside?"
"We can go for a little walk. As long as you don't feel any pain it's no problem."
Britt is more concerned about my health than I am, it's adorable.
"What about Christmas Market?"
"No, forget it. You will lose your leg in the crowd."
"If we keep doing those movie nights, we have watched all movies by the end of the year", I'm against our typical evening.
"So suggest something else. Game night? The Kardashians? I'm open for Trash TV."
"Are we such a boring couple by now, that we spend our Friday evenings on the couch?"
"Normally not, but you should rest your leg, so we don't have many options."
"We could go for a ride", I suggest.
"Where to? The Christmas Market?", she jokes, but I'm not in the mood. I'm depressed.
"Hahaha, you are too funny sometimes", I reply sarcastically, "No, I mean a little away from this crowd. I know a few restaurants out of town, and I know some places with a great view of New York."
"You really don't want to stay home, hm?"
"I'm going crazy, Britt!"
"Okay, we look for a restaurant outside", the blonde gives in, presses a kiss to my lips and takes our cups in her hands, so we can walk in the living room.
As soon as Leo sees Britt, he crawls out of his corner and lies down on her lap.
"Hey little creep, what's up?", she brushes through his fur.
"He's sick of me."
At first, he was confused, because I was there all day, but after three days he got annoyed and hid most of the time, except Britt or Rachel were there.
"I don't understand him, I would love to see you so often."
"Are you drunk? Because this was disgustingly cute"
"Yeah, I feel like throwing up", she puts her hand on her stomach, smiles at me, "But it's Christmas time, so I can be disgustingly cute and don't need to be drunk for that."
/
"How did you find this place? And how the hell you could remember the route?"
After we spent our evening in a cute, little Japanese restaurant, we are now on our way to a observation deck, I discovered years ago.
"It happens when you sleep in the train. I ended up here after work. The weather was nice, and you saw the view down there. So I went up here and took a closer look. Come, it's just a few minutes' walk, there is the highest point", I climb out of the car. Immediately I get cold. I put my scarf around my neck and put on my gloves. Britt locks the car and follows me with slow steps.
Every now and then she asks me if it's okay with my leg.
When we reach the top it's icy, dark, and absolutely silent. But you have a great view of New York in front of you.
"Wow", is Britt impressed as she puts her hands down on the railing.
"I didn't promise too much, did I?", I stand behind her, taking a photo of her and the skyline.
"You impress me very much right now. On how many people did it work?"
"What?", I ask and join her at the railing.
"If we wouldn't be together already, you would try to impress me with it, I know you", she chuckles.
"Does it work?", I'm looking at her and with a big smile she nods, wraps one arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer.
"The answer is one. You are the first person, I showed it."
"I'm honored and shocked at the same time, because it feels like no one knows about this place, I mean we are completely alone here."
"When I was here, there was only an elderly couple and a jogger with his dog. I was here for like three hours and I would have stayed longer if I wasn't that tired."
This is the perfect place to turn off your head. I feel that Britt enjoys this little trip. Something is bothering her, I know it.
"You want to talk about it or remain silent?"
"I'm scared of driving home."
"Why?"
"Because it feels like a dream here. Right now, everything is perfect, but maybe it changes when we are back in Lima. Maybe I'll get scared of realty and run away again, and hurt you and ruin everything and- "
"Stop!", I interrupt her, taking her ice-cold hands, "We both changed and are grown up now. You said yourself, that you learned from your mistakes, and you won't leave me again and I believe you. But you need to believe in yourself, too. I love you, no matter if we are here or in Lima. No one and nothing will ever change this."
With a little shake of her head, she looks down at me.
"Why are you with me again?"
"Because you are perfect for me and don't you deny it. Now we enjoy this wonderful view and peaceful silence."
Her self-doubts were a problem back in the days, too. No matter the issue, she said, she wasn't good enough for anything. I hate it, that she thinks about herself like that. She is pure perfection, but she doesn't see it.
"Are you going to tell your family about us?", she asks the next question, which seems to bother her.
"If you don't want me to, then no, I won't. My parents will remain quiet if I tell them."
"Do you want to be quiet?"
What is her point? I'm confused.
"I would love to tell the whole world about us, but what I want doesn't matter, it's about what makes you comfortable."
"It is about you and what you want. I feel bad because you do everything like I want it. Tell me what you want."
"I would love to tell them about us. My family is fine with it, they would be happy for us. You're already a part of it."
My whole family adores Brittany.
"I remember Diego's wedding, I think I took a shot with everyone", she starts chuckling while she remembers this day.
/
Santana – 7th October 2011
"You can bring Brittany with you all the time if you want, she is hilarious", my cousin joins me at the table with two shots in his hands.
"Yeah, she's special", I look at her with a grin. Britt is on the dancefloor, dancing her heart out. It's a lovely view.
Britt has agreed at short notice, better said I called in a favor, after I let her copy my whole biology test. Two weeks ago, I ended things with Puck, and I didn't want to attend the wedding alone. Rachel is busy so I had no other choice. There is still some tension between us, after I kissed her last month.
"Let's toast to Brittany then", he pushed the shot over to me.
"No to you and your wife?"
"I already had enough for us, there will be 100 years of happy marriage with Lucia and now cheers", he clinks our glasses together and we both take the shot.
Diego needs to look after the other guests, so I get some fresh air on the balcony. The wedding takes place at a castle. It's so huge and like out of a fairytale, every floor has his own balcony.
The sun is going down, and a light breeze of wind is blowing. In the main room, where we celebrate it's so fucking hot, so I'm happy about the wind and the fresh air.
"Here you are, I wanted to call you out as missing."
"Yeah, I just needed some air. Why are you looking for me?"
"We haven't dance with each other and I think we can't leave the wedding before we had at least one dance."
I hear her chuckling, so I turn around. Britt and dancing in public doesn't fit. She loves dancing, but only when no one's watching, so her words surprise me.
"Since when do you dance in front of so many people?", I raise an eyebrow with a grin, scanning her outfit. We match perfectly.
Brittany isn't the typical girl. Instead of a blue dress, like I do, she wears a blue pantsuit with a white blouse. Her long blond hair is curled, and she put on a little more make up than usual. She doesn't need it though, she's beautiful without any make up on.
"We are at a wedding, you drink and dance, or were those Hollywood movies all wrong?"
"No, but I hope you know, you watched 27 Dresses too much."
Normally she doesn't like this cheesy stuff, but this movie is right behind the Spiderman movies.
"I won't argue with you about that now, so let's dance", she opens the balcony door a little bit, so we hear the music and then makes a step forward. And another one. Until we can touch each other.
You can't call it dancing. Her hands on my waist, mine around her neck, we sway from side to side.
"Diego told me, I can bring you more often, my family loves you."
Britt already knows my parents and my dads' parents. Now she knows about 100 more family members and friends, and they all like her.
"Give me two shots and I'll talk with everyone."
"I think you already had a shot with everyone who drinks alcohol."
"But I also had water, so I'm pretty good."
"So you had fun today?"
"Definitely, it's my first wedding. If they are always like that, count me in."
"I would love to take you with me to the next weddings."
Brittany can be my 1 every time.
"Sounds good for me", she smiles down at me and it's the first time we look at each other for more than a few seconds. Mostly I break it because I get lost in her blue eyes too easy.
I want to look away right now, too, but Britt is faster than me. She closes her eyes and until I realize what's going on, she kisses me. Immediately I kiss her back, close my eyes. I will enjoy this moment as long as I can, after my last attempt I'm not sure how long it will last.
She pushes me a little bit, so I can feel the railing at my back. My hands are in her hair when her tongue pushes against my mouth. I let her in, and our kisses get more passionate as the seconds pass by.
When we both are out of breath, she brings some distance between us.
"We should go inside…and…and dance", she mumbles, takes a step back.
"So we don't talk about what happened a few moments ago?"
I want to know, what's up between us.
"Not now. Just let us dance", she takes my hand and pulls me inside.
/
Santana – 16th December 2016
"Tell them, I bet they will be as supportive as your parents", Britt gives me her 'go'.
"I love you and I promise, you won't regret this. Everyone will be there with open arms, if you want to spend Christmas with me."
"I wish I could say the same", she mumbles with a shake of her head.
"What do you mean?"
"It doesn't matter, let us enjoy the view before I lose the feeling in my hands", she doesn't want to talk about it, so I won't ask further questions. I just accept it.
I sneak myself in front of her, between her body and the railing and let my hands join hers in the pockets of her jacket.
"I told you, take your gloves with you."
"But it's nicer like that", she kisses my forehead and cuddles with me.
"Can't argue with that."
