Santana reluctantly dragged herself out of bed for the first day back at school. She didn't know what she'd face in the hours to come but she wasn't feeling good about it. Quinn had not contacted her at all. For all Santana knew, she might not even be alive. But she's managed to fit in some time with Puck to cheer her up. They watched movies that had absolutely nothing to do with love and drank a lot of beer. It was fun. But now, here she was, getting dressed in her Cheerio's uniform to start another long day at McKinley High. She practiced smiling in the mirror so people wouldn't keep asking her if everything was okay. She thought about practicing breathing techniques for when she saw Quinn but thought that may be taking it a little too far.
She got into her car and started up the engine. The radio came on automatically with 'Someone Like You' by Adele.
"Great. That's all I need," she muttered to herself as she switched the station. Then 'Push It' blasted out of her speakers. "This is much better!" she thought out loud as she began to bop her head to the beat. The loud music had managed to take her mind off everything and she ended up singing along to every word whilst rolling her body as best as she could from behind her seatbelt. When she reached a red traffic light, she still hadn't stopped singing and dancing. However she was rapidly brought out her transfix by a beeping of a horn in the car next to her. She snapped her head to the side and saw Kurt laughing and waving at her. First she felt embarrassed- her face had turned red hot, but then when Kurt began to dance too, she laughed with him. It made her feel really happy for the first time all Christmas. I love my friends.
They both parked next to each other in the schools parking lot. Santana approached Kurt as he got out of his car.
"Hey, Porcelain. Long time no see," she greeted with a big grin on her face. Regardless of the insulting name, she was happy to see him.
"Hey, Santana! How was your Christmas?" he asked whilst sorting his hair out in the reflection of her window.
"Oh you know…" she started to reply but lost her words when she saw Quinn's car on the otherside of the parking lot. She stared at it- hoping that Quinn would magically appear from it, but she could not see her. It was empty. Her heart started to race at the reality of what today would bring. She was going to see Quinn for the first time in weeks and she may find out what she's been thinking in Philly. She was brought out of her trance by a waving hand in close proximity to her face.
"Hello? Santana?" said Kurt with furrowed brows. She turned to face him. He almost gasped at the vulnerability in her eyes. "Oh my God, are you okay?" he questioned.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine… just a little stressed, you know?" she mumbled before walking off without saying bye. Kurt just stood there wondering what the hell was going on with everybody. Santana was acting weird, Quinn has been distant and her sudden break up with Finn was unexpected. Even Mercedes had been secretive. He could not work out the story behind it all- maybe he should just stay out of it and leave it to sort itself out. Messing with two strong-minded girls like Quinn and Santana would mean trouble.
Santana had momentarily hidden between two buildings to catch her breath. Her breathing had started to become erratic from fear. She wasn't ready to find out whether or not Quinn will make or break their relationship.
After a few minutes, she held her head high, put her hand on her hip and walked out into the crowd of miserable students. She made her way to the entrance of the school and opened the door- she could hear her heart beating and her hands were shaking. Come on, San! Keep it together! You might not even see her.
She slowly walked up to her locker, avoiding eye contact with everyone, and put her bag in and got out her appropriate books. Just as she was about to close her locker door, she saw the reflection of Quinn in her little mirror. Her heart skipped a beat. Quinn was at the other end of the hall just standing in the middle… and looking right at her. Santana shut her eyes to try and gather her thoughts. She slowly turned around to face Quinn. The two girls did nothing. They just stood there, looking deep into each other's eyes. Santana could not decipher the expression on Quinn's face.
Santana did not know what to do. Nothing was happening. They were just stood still like their feet were in cement. Her lips took on a life of their own and began to form a small, nervous smile. Quinn's mouth opened slightly as if to take in a deep breath. Santana looked down to see Quinn was holding something… it was the gift she had made her for Christmas. What was she doing with it? Oh no, she's going to return it. This really is over. Shit… what am I going to do?
Santana was too deep in worry to notice that Quinn's feet had begun to start moving towards her. She moved her eyes back up to meet Quinn's who had suddenly gotten a lot closer. Quinn had dropped the gift she was holding and was marching right up to face Santana.
Before she could register what was happening, she felt Quinn's lips collide against her own. The second they touched, it was like the whole world had stopped around them and it was just them. All of the worry and the pain that had been building up inside Santana to a dangerous level was now rapidly flying away as their lips kissed in a desperate frenzy. Santana's hands held Quinn's hair so tight- she never wanted to let go. Quinn's hands were wrapped around her neck.
"I'm so sorry," Santana whispered between kisses.
"I know," Quinn gripped even tighter as they continued to kiss. "I forgive you." Tears were escaping from their eyes. "Your gift was… perfect."
"I love you so much," breathed Santana. Their conversation was becoming difficult between their kisses but neither of them wanted to stop.
"I love you too." replied Quinn as she pulled Santana into a tight hug. Santana felt on top of the world. Until she opened her eyes. She saw the whole hallway of people staring at them with open mouths. She pulled away from the hug.
"Quinn… you do know what just happened don't you?" Santana reluctantly asked. She knew Quinn would freak out and run away. But to her surprise, Quinn did the unexpected. She kissed her again. This time even harder.
"I don't care. You're all that matters to me," she whispered before continuing to feel Santana's lips against her own. She had missed this feeling too much to care. "Let's get out of here,"
Santana pulled away and slipped her fingers through Quinn's waiting hand and pulled her out to her car. She smirked at everyone who was staring as if to say "Yes, this amazing, sexy, intelligent girl is mine". She did see a lot of jealous faces. But a lot of surprised ones too- especially the Glee club guys.
Once they reached Santana's car, she finally turned to face Quinn to talk to her properly.
"Wow…"
"What?" smiled Quinn shyly.
"I don't know… this doesn't seem real? Am I dreaming?" Santana joked. Quinn reached out a pinched her. "Ouch! Quinn!"
"Not a dream then," she laughed. This whole situation was so unreal, but it felt so normal. Like it used to be.
"Are you really sure about this, Q?" Santana said as her brows furrowed with the serious question. Quinn stepped closer, took Santana's hand and began to stroke it. She took a deep breath before talking.
"I told my Mom, San." she announced with a huge smile on her face. Santana's mouth fell open.
"What? Oh my God, that's huge! By your smile I'm guessing it went well?" Santana asked excitedly. She was so relieved. Quinn nodded.
"She said she wasn't surprised. In fact… she mentioned something about a very drunk Latina coming to her doorstep and verified her suspicions…" Quinn teased as Santana blushed.
"I'm so sorry about that! I was hoping you would never find out! I got Mercedes to call you and see if you knew!" Santana confessed whilst hiding her face in her hands. Quinn laughed.
"That was you!? I thought it was a bit out of the blue for her to call me and see how I was!" The girls stood laughing along with each other until they heard their names being called. They turned their heads to see Kurt running towards them.
"Quinn! You left this in the hall!" yelled Kurt as she approached them. He handed her Santana's gift. Quinn took it from his hand and thanked him. They expected him to walk away but he just stood their beaming.
"Can I help you with anything, Kurt?" asked Quinn.
"I'm just so happy for you two!" he announced before hugging them and running off. Santana bit her lip nervously.
"So… you liked my gift then?" Quinn nodded and pecked her lips gently.
"I loved it. I'll keep it forever. I wanted to see you more than ever when I saw it." she confessed. Santana blushed.
"Good. I thought it would be nice… come on, let's go." Santana walked to the passenger side of her car and opened the door for Quinn to get in. Santana practically ran to her side so she could be next to Quinn again. She never wanted her to leave her side. She leaned over and kissed her once more before starting up the engine.
Quinn put the large, silver frame into the back seats so that the heart, made from the cut up red solo cup that they drank out of from the night of Rachel's party, was facing the front.
Santana looked in the rear-view mirror and saw the frame. She smiled at the two lipstick marks left by them from that night. It reminded her of their first kiss- as alcohol induced as it was, it was the magical moment that started their relationship. Yes, she could call it that now and it felt amazing.
"My place or yours?"
Happy? I couldn't reveal what Quinn was thinking for the past few chapters because it would have given away that surprise! I hope you thought that their reunion was okay. I felt relieved writing it. *Finally!* Keep reading and reviewing everyone. Thank you so much!
I DO NOT OWN GLEE.
