Okay sorry it took me so long to update but i wanted to get it perfect for you(: This is more Quinn and Santana friendship than Brittana loveliness but i enjoyed it lol... Read on!
Brittany's POV:
Not much was running through my mind as I slowly ambled up to Santana Lopez. I was only thinking of two things on my walk there. How beautiful she looked today, and what I was going to say to her. I knew that I had to put my foot down and tell her that we need to talk about what's going on between us but I also knew that one look in her beautiful dark orbs and I was a goner.
I huffed my chest a couple times to get my blood flowing and I finally was standing right in front of her. She stopped twirling as I came up to her. Her eyes widened seeing as how I was in her personal space.
"Oh um hey Britt…" She trailed off.
I gulped in as much air as I possibly could before I started with the little speech I prepared on my walk from the seat to her. "Okay, Santana, I know you always tell me that we should never talk about this but it has been eating me up and not in the good way you eat me up. Seriously, you eat me like I'm a buffet. But that's not what I came to talk to you about."
Santana's eyes were wide, mouth agape, and hands hanging at her side unable to do anything.
"We have amazing times together behind closed doors, and I know that it means nothing to you because you're with Puck, which I don't understand why, but I like our times together. Hate me all you want but Tana, I can't get you off my mind."
I shuffled my feet nervously as I watched her every movement. Her hands played with stray strings on her Cheerios skirt, hands slightly shaking, her eyes still wide, and mouth still agape.
"Britt…" Santana's sexy voice faltered but she wasn't able to continue because at that moment Quinn decided to walk up to us.
"Hey B." Quinn glanced at me and then at Santana. The tension was so thick you could literally cut it with a knife.
"You know what I just remembered I forgot to give Lord Tubbington a manicure!" I practically yell out as I sprint over to my Cheerio bag and run out the door, to my car.
Quinn's POV:
Believe it or not I knew Brittany and Santana even before I looked skinny and beautiful. They didn't care back then what people looked like. Maybe because they were so wrapped up in each other to notice other people or maybe they didn't care what I used to look like.
Anyway, ever since I was little I noticed that between the Unholy Trinity, San and Britt were always the closest. They hung out more than I did with them, and that has never made me angry. I actually envy them.
They have found something that no one ever finds these days. Probably because everything is on the computer including relationships, not that I've ever used online dating. The point is Santana and Brittany are in love. Their too stupid to tell one another their feelings though.
If only Satan pulled her head out of her ass and told Brittany that she actually truly loves her and isn't just fooling around with her then the world would be okay but I have to sit and watch the epic love tale of the two Cheerios.
What's even worse is that Santana always says she doesn't hurt Brittany but honestly she is just pulling her along and breaking her heart more and more. Like hooking up with Puck when Britt's not around, totally shatters B's heart.
After all these years Britt and I are still like sisters, so when she yelled that she had to leave, I knew she was just running away from the truth, like those two always do.
I looked over at Santana, who was shuffling her feet and sniffling, trying to suck up the tears before I noticed.
"You know what San, You're a bitch sometimes. It's tough love girl." I tell her as I push past her and walk over to the piano again.
"I don't know what you're talking about Quinnie the Pooh." She sneered and slammed her palms against the slick black piano.
"You love her!" I yell, whisper as low as I can because I see Santana looking around at the other glee clubbers. Nobody's paying attention but I still care that if she doesn't want to come out this second then I will help her.
Santana's head whips around in all directions and then finally falls down. "I know…" I have to crane my neck to hear her but I hear her say it.
"Then get your pretty little weaved head out of your tight ass and go get your fucking girl because the person you love is actually in love with you!" I choke back the tears threatening to spill over.
Santana looks at me for a second her eyes searching mine. "What do you mean? Q, it sounds like there are two sides to that sentence."
"Nothing." I murmur.
I clear my throat before Satan can get in any more questions. "I have to get home see you tomorrow Satan!"
As I'm leaving I look back and see hope in one Santana Lopez's eyes.
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