Santana's hot breath tickled Brittany's ear. "I'm going to kiss you now," she breathed seductively with her hands still cupping Brittany's face. Brittany nodded her head furiously, which caused Santana's smile to widen.
Santana pushed forward and pressed her lips hard against Brittany's.
Both women gasped at the sensation. Adrenaline shot through their bodies. Santana pressed her body flush against the blonde and ran her hands along Brittany's jaw and neck. Their hearts were hammering fast. Blood was pumping through their veins.
Brittany pulled Santana's lower lip between her own, sucking softly. Santana moaned at the desire that was building up inside of her.
Brittany's hands found their way around Santana's neck to pull her even closer. Both women couldn't believe that this was happening right now. A few days ago Brittany thought that she ruined everything by planting a kiss on the corner of Santana's mouth, and now Santana was kissing her so full of need that Brittany was sure that she wouldn't be able to stop, if they would keep going. She reluctantly pulled away. Santana placed a sweet peck on her lips before resting her forehead against Brittany's.
"You can't believe how long I wanted to kiss you like that," Santana whispered, which made Brittany giggle.
"Oh, I guess I do, San," she replied, smiling at her. "I really thought that I ruined everything by kissing you on Sunday. I was even afraid that you wouldn't come today…" Brittany admitted.
"No! I wanted to see you so badly after you left. And that kiss made me realize how much I've wanted to kiss you," Santana said softly before pressing their lips together once again. "And I'm so happy that you kissed me back."
"Why wouldn't I kiss you back? Your lips are so…" she tilted her head slightly to catch Santana's lips in hers, "kissable," she murmured against Santana's mouth. "What was the question that you wanted to ask me earlier?" Brittany pulled away with a grin on her face.
"Oh that… I, I didn't plan to kiss you so soon, you know? We just met one week ago, but this feels so right. I wanted to ask you out on a date before I kissed you. So, what do you say? Will you go out with me?" Santana asked nervously. Her heart was beating so fast in her chest, but Brittany nodded instantly.
"Of course I will, San! You didn't really think that I would say no, right?" Brittany said as she hugged Santana tightly. "So when do you have time?"
"I don't really care when, as long as I can see you then. How about tomorrow? Or Saturday?" Santana suggested.
"Mmh, let me see…" Brittany walked to her purse to check her time planner. "I have to work till 7 pm tomorrow, so I could be ready by 8:00 or 8:30. And I have the night shift on Saturday so I only start around 8 and won't be back till late at night. So I guess tomorrow is the better choice depending on what you have planned for us," Brittany suggested.
"Alright, tomorrow it is. I'm gonna pick you up around 8:30 then. You just have to tell me your address." Brittany grabbed a piece of paper from her planner and wrote down her address before handing it to Santana.
"Thank you," Santana said as she put the note into her purse. "I've gotta go now. I will see you tomorrow, or do you need help with anything?" Santana asked as she closed the zipper of her purse.
"Oh, no everything's fine. You can leave, if you want." Brittany took a few steps closer to Santana to close the gap between their bodies.
"I really don't want to leave you right now, but I need to have a serious talk with my best friend," Santana explained, giggling when she noticed Brittany coming closer each second. "I will tell you tomorrow, alright?" Santana could barely speak out before Brittany pressed her lips against Santana's once more. Santana's breath caught in her throat when she felt Brittany's soft lips moving against hers. Brittany pulled away and hugged her for a couple of moments.
"I will see you tomorrow, San," Brittany said with a wink as Santana reluctantly walked towards the exit. Santana looked over her shoulder and waved one last time before leaving the building, smiling like an idiot.
*B*S*
When Santana started the engine of her car, she immediately pressed play on her iPod and put it on shuffle. She instantly recognized the beat which was blasting out of her speakers.
Everybody,
rock your body,
everybody, rock your body right,
Backstreet's back alright.
Santana sang the last line as she drove out of the parking lot and onto the street. She loved the Backstreet Boys when she was a teenager and recently discovered the magic of the 90's music. She knew nearly every lyric by heart and never missed a line.
Oh my god we're back again
brothers, sisters everybody sing
gonna bring the flavor, show you how
got a question for you better answer now
Santana smiled like a fool when she put on her sunglasses and headed into the direction of Mercedes's house. She was swaying from side to side as the chorus came on. She sang along at the top of her lungs as she stopped at a red traffic light.
Am I original - yeah,
am I the only one - yeah,
am I sexual - yeah,
am I everything you need
you'd better rock your body now
Everybody - yeah,
rock your body - yeah,
everybody, rock your body right,
Backstreet's back alright.
alright.
She fist pumped the air at the last line. She checked if anybody noticed her awkward dance and sing-along and ducked her head when she saw an elderly lady walking past her car. Santana laughed at her own goofiness and quickly stepped on the gas when the light turned green to leave as soon as possible.
Now throw your hands up in the air
and wave 'em around like you just don't care.
If you wanna party let me hear you yell,
'cause we've got it goin' on again
Am I original – yea,
am I the only one – yea,
am I sexual – yea,
am I everything you need,
you'd better rock your body now.
Deciding that it was indeed time for the next song she changed the tune. It was also an older song but it had a much softer melody.
Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
Santana pictured Brittany in the dance studio, dancing effortlessly. She couldn't wait to see her tomorrow after what happened today. It was the best decision Santana had ever made, to just kiss her without thinking about the consequences.
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
Santana didn't even realize that she arrived at her best friend's house already, so she reluctantly stopped the engine and therefore her music. She stepped out into the evening sun. It looked like it would rain again. She climbed the few steps to the front door and rang the bell twice. After a couple of moments, a very stressed Mercedes opened the door facing away from Santana.
"Sam, I told you already to take the garbage outside!" she screamed up the stairs. A mumbled "Alright" followed closely after. Santana grinned to herself as she suppressed a giggle.
"Oh, hey there, San," Mercedes took her into a bone-crushing hug when she noticed her best friend. "How do I owe this pleasure, honey?" Mercedes pulled away and looked at her, worried. "Everything is alright, isn't it?"
Santana put on the best smile she could muster before asking, "Do I look worried to you right now?"
"No, you don't," Mercedes mumbled and her concerned face disappeared nearly completely as she took Santana's hand to yank her towards her kitchen. "It's because of Brittany, isn't it?" she asked, wiggling her eyebrows. "I know that you went to meet her at the dance studio today."
Santana ducked her head bashfully, not wanting to tell her about their afternoon yet. "Yes, I did. But before I tell you, I have to ask you something…" After Santana let Mercedes to think about it, she pushed her fist against Mercedes's upper arm. Hard.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!" Santana yelled. Mercedes had a shocked expression on her face as she stroked her arm gently to cure the pain. Mercedes totally didn't expect that. "What gives you the right to tell Sam about Brittany and me? I told you in private, Cedes! And today I'm sitting at my desk, minding my own business and Sam asks me to go on a double date? A FUCKING DOUBLE DATE, Mercedes! You know what I think about double dates? They are a fucking pain in the ass!" Mercedes's eyes widened more every second before she found the ability to speak again.
"Double dates aren't that bad…" she mumbled and cried out in pain when another punch hit her arm.
"THAT'S NOT THE FUCKING POINT!"
"I know, San. I know. Woah, chill out. You're totally overreacting right now, okay?" Mercedes tried to calm Santana down.
"No, I'm not. You had no right to tell him about Britt."
"Oh… Britt is it already?" Mercedes asked, clearly teasing the brunette now. Santana shot her a death glare as she went on.
"Yes, I call her Britt already, but you're missing the point in this conversation."
"No, it's about Brittany, isn't it…?" Mercedes asked, smiling.
"Cedes, just stop it! I'm talking about your freaking blabbermouth. I don't want the whole firm to know about my love life, alright? I want to keep this private…"
"Alright, I will keep that in mind. Sorry," she apologized halfheartedly as she rolled her eyes.
"And now I'm not sure if I should tell you about my afternoon anymore…" Santana teased Mercedes by walking towards the front door. She turned the door knob when she heard her best friend begging behind her.
"Tell me, San! Please tell me what happened today! Please, I need to know!" Santana imagined Mercedes to be crawling on the floor already but was disappointed when Mercedes was still standing at the foot of the stairs. Santana added a few seconds for good measure before answering.
"We kissed and we're going on a date tomorrow." And with that, and with Mercedes's mouth hanging open, Santana shut the door and walked towards her car as she smiled to herself for successfully mocking her best friend. She was most likely standing at the foot of the stairs being shocked.
What Santana didn't know was that Mercedes was already running up the stairs towards Sam screaming, "They kissed! They kissed!" at the top of her lungs.
*B*S*
"And then we kissed! She just went up to me and kissed me, Mommy! Can you believe that?" Brittany was talking on the phone to her mother for a good fifteen minutes now. She needed that much time to swoon over Santana and to tell her how finally everything led to their kiss.
"Honey, that is so amazing! How did it feel to kiss her?"
"MOM!" Brittany shrieked into her phone, clearly shocked about her mother's question.
"Sorry, baby. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. And honestly, I know how it feels…" Brittany's mouth stood wide open and she couldn't even form a coherent reply to what her mother just said, so Mrs. Pierce continued. "I remember that one time in band camp when I met this beautiful girl and we…"
"God, MOM! STOP IT ALREADY!" Brittany managed to interrupt her mom. "Too much information! I'm your daughter, for God's sake!"
"As if you didn't tell me about your love life with a girl for the last fifteen minutes…"
"Yeah, but it's different," Brittany mumbled when she sat down on her couch with a water bottle in her hand. She tried to screw open the cap with one hand but it didn't really work. So she took her phone between her cheek and shoulder to use her other hand to open it.
"No, it's not different. But what did you do after you kissed, honey? I want to know everything," her mom prompted.
"Santana asked me out on a date. She's picking me up tomorrow after work…" Brittany answered after she took a gulp of her water. She lay down on the couch after she placed the bottle back on the table.
"That's great! You already know what you are going to wear?"
"I didn't really think about it yet. But I don't even know what we are going to do, so… I honestly have no idea," Brittany began to panic silently in her head. Maybe she should have asked Santana what they were going to do on their date. "Mom, what am I supposed to wear?"
"Baby, please don't freak out now," Mrs. Pierce said in a soothing voice, "you're going to text her and ask her if you should wear anything special tomorrow and if she's vague, you'll take a pair of skinny jeans and a pretty, but casual top. You're never wrong with that," she suggested. Brittany's heartbeat slowed down noticeably. She took a deep breath.
"Thank you, Mom. I'll keep that in mind," Brittany told her honestly.
"It's no problem, Brittany. You're going to call me on Saturday to tell me how it went, alright?"
"Of course I will, Mommy."
"Good girl," Mrs. Pierce laughed, "We miss you, baby. Come and visit us soon, please."
"I'll try. I miss you, too."
"Bye, Brittany. I love you."
"Love you, too, Mom. Bye."
*B*S*
Santana was walking up and down in her bedroom. She just couldn't find anything to wear, so she kind of started to panic half an hour ago. When Brittany texted her last night, asking what they are going to do tonight, she answered kind of vaguely. Maybe she should just have told Brittany what they are going to do. So she would know what Brittany would wear on their date. But no, stupid Santana didn't tell her and now she didn't want to be under- or overdressed.
Clothes were thrown through the room till the pile of dresses, tops, and skirts slowly gained height. She was panicking now and she had to leave in about twenty minutes. Fuck, she'd have to redo her hair, Santana noticed as she passed the mirror once again.
She should be wearing something casual. Yes. Nothing too boring, but sexy.
Within fifteen minutes, she put on white skinny jeans, a black tight tank top and matching high heels. Like, really high heels. She wanted to be nearly as tall as Brittany so she hoped that Brittany would be wearing flats tonight. There was just some time to throw on her leather jacket and to grab her bag before she headed to the parking lot.
*B*S*
Santana would be coming any second now and Brittany sat on her couch fidgeting with her keys. She had been ready for ten minutes now and really wanted to see her date.
Her phone rang in the purse that was laying in her lap so Brittany jumped at the sudden noise. She wondered if Santana called her, but her thought was gone when she saw Isabella's name on the screen.
"Hey," Brittany greeted friendlily. She took a quick look at her clock. "How was your honeymoon? You back already?"
"Yeah, we came back this morning and slept till now. It was perfect, Brittany. The Bahamas are so beautiful. I'll show you the pictures if you want. You should come over," Isabella suggested.
"I'm sorry, Bella, but I can't. I have plans," Brittany apologized. She really wanted to see her best friend again, but to be honest she wanted to see Santana more. "Maybe next week."
"Oh, alright. Do you have to work tonight or…?" Brittany felt badly when she listened to her friend's slightly disappointed voice.
"No, I don't. I just came back from work. I have a date…" Brittany told her, unsure. She didn't want Isabella to know that she was going out with Santana, because she didn't know how Santana or Isabella would react if Brittany told her.
"A date? Who is it, Britt?" Isabella asked excited. Right at that moment the door bell rang and Brittany probably never sprinted to the door faster than today.
"One second," she told Isabella. Brittany straightened her top and opened the door with a huge smile. Santana looked beautiful as she held the strap of her bag with both of her hands sheepishly.
"Hey," Brittany mouthed, "one second," Brittany held her index finger in case Santana wouldn't figure out what Brittany meant. Santana nodded and stepped inside Brittany's flat after she waved her in.
"Bella, I'm gonna tell you another time, alright? How about Wednesday afternoon?"
"Yeah, okay. But then you're going to tell me everything about him, B," Isabella prompted. Brittany felt her heart drop at that. What if Isabella didn't want her to date a woman? Brittany had never dated a woman before, but her best friend knew that she also checked out girls and found them attractive. They would have to talk about that.
"Of course, Bella. See you." After Isabella said goodbye as well, she hung up and walked into her living room, where Santana had dropped down on her couch.
"Hey," Brittany greeted shyly. "You look great, San." Santana blushed at that.
"You, too, Britt. You realize that we're dressed like Ying and Yang, right?" Santana asked, giggling. Brittany inspected both of their outfits. Brittany was wearing black skinny jeans and a white top and Santana wore white jeans and a black top. And to Santana's benefit, Brittany wore flats which made them look like they were both the same height.
"Oh, God, you're totally right. I haven't noticed that till now. That's so cool," Brittany said happily as she put her phone and keys into her purse. "Shall we get going?" Brittany asked when she stretched out her hand, hoping that Santana would grab it. Santana nodded and took the hand right away. She let Brittany pull her up to eyelevel. They stared into each other's eyes before Brittany planted a feather-light kiss to Santana's cheek. "Then let's go."
Brittany still held Santana's hand and dragged her towards the door.
"Wow, somebody is excited for tonight," Santana laughed at Brittany's impatience.
"Oh, as if you aren't excited… You asked me out, remember?" Brittany wiggled her eyebrows at Santana.
"True," Santana laughed and followed Brittany down the stairs to Santana's car, where she held the door open on the passenger's side. As Santana started the engine, the chorus of the Backstreet Boys "Larger Than Life" blasted through the speakers.
Fuck, Santana thought. She instantly turned the sound down before Brittany could notice what song she was playing earlier.
"Hey! What are you doing? You don't simply turn off the Backstreet Boys, Santana," Brittany said, deadly serious. Santana didn't know if she was joking or not, but she reluctantly turned up the volume once again.
All you people can't you see, can't you see
How your love's affecting our reality
Every time we're down
You can make it right
And that makes you larger than life
Brittany hit every note while she sang the chorus. Santana had been so impressed by Brittany's sweet voice that she didn't even noticed that she joined in at the bridge.
Looking at the crowd
And I see your body sway, come on
Wishin' I could thank you in a different way, come on
'Cause all of your time spent keeps us alive
They both were laughing hard when the next chorus started. They kept singing to each other as if they never did something different. They listened to all kinds of 90's hits and sang at the top of their lungs before Brittany asked where they were even going.
"Ehmm, I really thought a lot about this and I don't know if that is too typical for a first date, but I thought about watching a movie. But not a movie theater that you think of. We're watching a movie at a drive-in cinema…" Santana told Brittany uncertainly. Brittany's face lit up instantly. Even more than before.
"Are you serious? I always wanted to do that, San. Oh, God, I can't wait! How long is it going to take?" Brittany was bouncing up and down in her seat and a rock was lifted off of Santana's shoulders. She never would have expected that kind of reaction, but she was so glad that Brittany liked her plan.
"About five minutes, I guess. I've never been there before either, so I have no idea how that's going to be."
"San, you're the best. Seriously. How did you even come up with that idea?" Brittany asked, astonished.
"I have no idea, to be honest," Santana answered, "I guess I always wanted to do that."
"Me, too. It's going be so much fun! What movie are we going to watch?"
"Ehm, I did some research and they're showing The Hunger Games tonight. You ever watched that?"
"No! But I always wanted to, Santana! This is going to be the Best. Date. Ever." Brittany was so excited that she leaned over the center console to give Santana a kiss on her cheek. Santana grinned like a fool. The date didn't even start yet and Brittany was already considering it the best date ever.
She pulled onto the huge area of the drive-in cinema. They had to wait in line already, but it didn't seem too long because they were singing some more songs while waiting. Santana paid for both of them and found a parking spot with a great view of the huge screen. Santana set the new radio station in her car to have the right sound. Brittany helped Santana to adjust their front seats, so that they could sit and watch the movie in the back seat. When everything was ready, Santana took a box out the back of her car, and set sandwiches, fruit, something to drink, and freshly made popcorn between their seats.
"San?" Santana turned her head while she was placing the box in the front of her car. She hummed in response. "Come over here," Brittany demanded softly. Santana's smile widened instantly as she strolled over to where Brittany's legs hung sideways out of her car. She stepped between Brittany's legs and leaned down. "Thank you, San," Brittany said before she pulled Santana down by the collar of her leather jacket and pushed their lips together.
A/N: I'm so sorry for all these 90's songs, everyone. ;) Haha, I'm just kidding. I'm pretty sure most of you were singing along.
I recently discovered some old songs from my childhood and I always get in a good mood when listening to them, so I decided to use some of them in this chapter. I hope no one wants to stop reading my story after this. :P
I guess nearly all of you knew these songs, but for the few that don't:
Backstreet Boys – Everybody; Sixpence None The Richer – Kiss Me; Backstreet Boys – Larger Than Life
Get ready for some pure fluff next week, my dear readers :D