San and Britt are best friends. Britt starts talking to Quinn that she is in love with San but is afraid to tell her b/c she doesn't think San returns her feelings, and San was hearing the conversation." (You can do whatever you want with the ending) ;)
"Britt? You okay?" Quinn asked worriedly after pulling Brittany aside. They had been listening in on Santana practice for Glee club when Brittany bolted, "You look like you're about to throw up."
"I can't take it, Q." She mumbled sadly, lips pouted and eyes averted to the floor.
It broke her heart to see one of her best friend's so distraught, so Quinn motioned for her to sit down on one of the benches outside of the choir room, "What's wrong?"
"I can't keep trying to hide away what I feel," Brittany began, "I can't keep pretending that they'll go away one day; that those feelings won't feel so big, that they won't make me feel like I'm drowning."
"I don't understand.." Quinn replied and watched watery blue eyes dart to the doors they just left then back to the floor, "Is this about-"
"i just don't see how you can't fall in love with her, you know?" Brittany cut in with a breathy laugh, "I mean, look at her! She's beautiful, she's talented, she's smart, she's the kindest person I know. She has such a big heart and she's caring and she doesn't show anyone else that but me, Q, I think that's so special."
"You're her best friend, Britt, of course she shows you that." She said softly, "She trusts you."
"But don't you see? I don't want to just be her best friend anymore. I can't do it. I want to hold her hand and kiss her lips whenever I want to. I want to take her on dates and give her my jacket when she's cold. I want to surprise her with flowers and I want to-" Brittany sighed and shook her head, "I can't watch her sing like that and not fall even more in love with her. I can't hug her without my heart skipping a beat. I can't even see her smile at me without wanting to blurt out everything I feel."
"Why don't you just tell her then?" Quinn asked as if confessing all the feelings you have for your best friend was as simple as ordering a coffee.
"I-I can't do that." Brittany answered abruptly.
"Why not?"
"Because what if she doesn't like what I have to say?"
"Britt-" Quinn tried interrupting when she caught sight of the choir room door opening, but Brittany kept right on.
"It's true. What if by telling her everything, I lose her? What if she doesn't have the same feelings at all? What if her knowing that I'm in love with her creeps her out and she cuts me off? What if-"
"But what if she does feel the same way?" Quinn asked, "What if she's just as scared?"
Something changed in Brittany, maybe a sudden rush of confidence or maybe hope, "I can't go one without at least asking, right? I've got to tell her, I've got to at least see if maybe she.." Brittany trailed off, too overwhelmed by her thoughts, "I know I may not be the brightest crayon in the box, but I think I'd do a good job of loving her."
"Yeah, I think you would too." Quinn nodded, looking up and taking her cue to leave while Brittany continued to stare at the floor.
Brittany didn't even notice the blonde leave as her seat was taken once again, she was that caught up in her thoughts, "I think we would be so good together, Q. We already know each other's deep dark secrets, well except for me being in love with her, and we know how to make each other happy when we're sad. I know how she likes her coffee and she knows what side of the bed I like to sleep on. She even checks on Lord Tubbington when I have motocross practice! She wouldn't have to waste her time on dumb boys that play games with her because I would love her right, I would love her how she's supposed to be loved." Brittany smiled at how happy she could be with Santana, but remembered that it might never happen, "I don't want to ruin our friendship though. If I can't love her like a girlfriend, I still want to love her like a best friend."
"Why not love me like both?"
Brittany's head shot up at the familiar voice and turned to see the brunette occupying most of her thoughts smiling softly at her. Brittany blinked several times, hoping that it wasn't a dream, but each time Santana became clearer and clearer.
"Uhm..so how much of that did you hear?" Brittany blushed, the tips of her ears red hot.
"Enough," Santana smirked as she lifted her fingers and tilted Brittany's chin her way, blue eyes locking with brow, "But I wouldn't mind hearing it again."
"I-I love you, Santana." Brittany breathed out nervously.
"Well that's funny," Santana grinned, "Because I love you."
"You do?" Brittany gasped, "Not like best friends, well yes like best friend but more than that, right?"
"Right, B." Santana giggled, pressing her lips to Brittany's, "I love you like my best friend just became my girlfriend."
"Wow." Brittany smiled happily, allowing Santana to kiss her once more.
Quinn just peeked around the corner watching her two best friends and smirked, "Finally!"