So this is the third chapter (I am reuploading it since alerts are working again). One thing I want to mention is the small typo in the last chapter, it should have been 2008/2009 no 2012. Anyways, for all of those who want them to come out to the glee club, the fact that their relationship will be kind of secret and hidden will eventually lead to bigger problems. The club will find out in time but not anytime soon. There may be a few members who find out sooner than some but as of right now the club will not know. Anyways I hope you enjoy :)
I do not own glee or its characters, just this story.
Summer was drawing to a close and Santana had yet to speak with Quinn. Santana made every attempt to contact the blonde through calling, texts, emails, but she never received a response from Quinn. Santana was starting to go a little insane from not talking to the blonde, sure the Latina had many friends, but none of them were Quinn; none of them would ever be like Quinn.
It was only a few days away from school starting and Santana was starting to get worried. This was supposed to be her freshman year, a new beginning for her and Quinn, but now it looked as if the blonde was never going to talk to her again.
Santana kept scolding herself for that night. Why had she been so careless? How could she have been so stupid? She knew she playfully flirted with the blonde and that was all it was ever supposed to be, shameless flirting, but the brunette took it too far. She didn't mean to kiss Quinn, to cross that fine line, but she could help herself. It was her selfish actions that caused Quinn to run out on her, to run out on their friendship, and it truly hurt the Latina.
She always felt that Quinn shared the same feelings as she did, that the blonde felt the same attraction that Santana did, but that obviously wasn't the case. Santana could have sworn with the way Quinn's eyes darkened when she was around the Latina, or the way her breath hitched slightly when they would brush past each other, or the way her face grew embarrassed when Santana shamelessly flirted with her were all signs or her attraction; Santana assumed she must have read the signals wrong. Or maybe the blonde didn't understand that the Latina liked her in the same way.
Santana was sitting at her desk looking at various websites on her laptop in hope to find some distraction from the thoughts floating about in her mind. She went from Facebook to Tumblr and finally ended on Youtube listening to some music. No matter what the Latina seemed to do, she never was fully distracted, her mind always found its way back to Quinn.
As Santana was beginning to find another song to listen to, she heard the front door open and shut. It was odd to hear that sound sometimes, the sound of someone else in the house, especially at this time of day. It was only around noon when Santana heard her mother's voice booming from the front foyer.
"Santana? Mija, are you home?"
Santana didn't want to leave the confines of her room, nor did she want her mother to come into her room, so she settled for meeting her mom downstairs. Her mother had moved from the front foyer and made her way into the kitchen.
"Holla, Mija. How has your day been?"
"Okay I guess."
Santana's mother looked at her with a slightly worried gaze. It was odd to see her daughter be this moody around this time of year. Usually Santana and Quinn would be having round the clock sleepovers and parties before the school year began. The oldest Lopez assumed her daughter's gloomy attitude was due to the lack of a certain blonde.
"Where has Quinn been these days? I am surprised she hasn't been around."
"She's...she's been kind of busy."
"That's not usually like her, I mean sure the girl is always on the go, but she never fails to clear her plans for you mija."
"Yeah, well, I guess things change."
Santana's gaze remained down as she focused her stare at the marble on the kitchen island. She didn't really want to talk about Quinn, or the real reason why Quinn wasn't over all the time anymore. Santana knew her mother loved her more than anything in the world, but the whole liking a girl thing was not something Santana could see her mother accepting. Coming from a Latin-American family, homosexuality wasn't widely accepted. Even though her parents were rarely home or were rarely parents for that matter, she didn`t need another force to further them apart. Distance she could handle, no longer being loved was another story.
Maria Lopez could tell that the subject of Quinn was a sore one these days. For the first week or two that the blonde was absent, Santana hardly left her room. She could tell that her daughter was taking it really hard. The two had been inseparable since grade school, so she knew that something big had gone on between them but now was not the time to talk about it. She knew her daughter would talk to her when she was ready.
"What has got you so down mija? Is something wrong?"
"No it's just...it's nothing."
"That doesn't sound like nothing Santana that sounds like everything."
Santana looked up to meet her mother's gaze. She was really hoping that she could have gotten out of this conversation without spilling anything from her personal life, much less anything about Quinn. She was hoping her mother would drop it, but as she looked into her mother's eyes, she knew that wasn't going to happen.
"It's really nothing mom."
"Is it a boy?"
Santana was glad that she did not start going into a conversation about Quinn. Santana could not deal with that situation right now. Santana was trying so hard to not let the blonde enter her thoughts, but she continuously failed to do so.
The topic of boys was safe though, not really what was actually on her mind, but Santana could use it to her advantage. Even though she really didn't want to talk about Quinn, holding it all inside was killing her. She really didn't know what to do. She may not have been able to say it was Quinn, but she could mask her inner turmoil by pretending that her Quinn trouble was boy trouble.
"Well...kind of."
"Oh is this gossip? Tell me everything Tana."
"No, this is not gossip. I just need someone to talk to."
"Well I am all ears mija, so spill."
"Not if you keep talking like that." Santana said through a chuckle.
"Sorry, I will try and leave out the hip slang."
Santana wanted to tease her mother but decided against it. Santana knew her mother tried to be there for her; tried to be a real mom, but her job always kept her away from the house. Santana could appreciate the fact that right now she was trying; that was all Santana wanted.
"Well...this boy...and I are good friends."
"Like you and Quinn?"
Santana froze at the mention of Quinn. She knew her mother was only referencing how she and Quinn are good friends, but it still made the Latina's heart stop for a brief moment.
"Y-yeah kind of like me and Quinn."
"Is it that Puck boy? He is very handsome Santana."
"No mom it's not Puck, you don't know him."
"What does he look like?"
"Umm...he has blonde hair a-and blue eyes." She didn't want to exactly describe Quinn.
"Like Brittany?"
"Yes just like Brittany."
It was making Santana extremely nervous the way that her mother was referencing all of her female friends. Sure her mother had not seen many of her guy friends, aside from Puck, so there was really no male comparison but it was still very alarming.
"Anyways enough about him. What is the problem mija?"
"Well a few weeks ago we were spending the day together. We decided to celebrate after I had made the Cheerios"
"Right, I remember, because Quinn was busy that night and couldn't have a sleepover."
"Right, well we were watching movies and having some food, but then I put a horror movie on."
"I still don't see the big deal mija, did you scare him off? Is he one of those gay boys Santana like that Kurt fellow?"
"No mom he is not, he is straight, or that is what I thought."
"So he is gay?"
"No mom, just let me finish the story."
Santana's mind was going a mile a minute. She was trying to find a way to explain this all to her mother so that she could still get proper advice as well as avoid the real problem. She was also not looking forward to telling her mom about the making out part. She felt that she would just make that into just a small kiss.
"Well I put on Prom Night, and he doesn't really like horror movies, so he was hiding his face behind a pillow."
"He doesn't sound very manly to me." Maria said with a chuckle.
"I thought that to, so I was kind of teasing him about it."
"Santana it is not nice to tease."
"I know mom, but we were just playing around and then I kissed him."
"It was just a kiss right?" Santana's mom stated firmly.
"Yes Mama, it was just a kiss."
"Then what is the problem mija?"
"Well he got really nervous and he ran off and now he won't talk to me"
Maria could tell this was really eating away at her daughter, and she also couldn't help but feel like she wasn't getting the whole story, but she didn't want to pry. She already felt in high spirits that Santana had started to talk to her in the first place. She wasn't going to ruin the mother daughter moment by demanding more information.
"Well have you tried to talk to him?"
"I've tried calling, texting, email and I have gotten no response from him."
"Well have you tried to see him face to face?"
"No...I figure if he didn't want to talk to me, then he really wouldn't want to see me."
"Maybe that is what he need mija, a little romance."
"Mom what are you talking about." Santana said through a chuckle.
"With all this new texting and emailing, sometimes people just need good old fashioned romance. They need someone to show up on their doorstep with flowers in hand, or like one of those 80's movies where they serenade their loved one to apologize and win them back."
"But mom, isn't the guy supposed to do that for the girl?"
"This is the year 2009 Santana, things change. And besides, he doesn't sound very manly anyways."
Santana let out a small chuckle but also couldn't help but agree with her mother. Sure the whole idea was nerve racking, and she didn't even know if it would actually work, but it was worth a try. Quinn was worth the embarrassment. Quinn had always loved her singing, and was a sap for big romantic gestures, so Santana was going to win her girl or lose her forever.
"Thanks mom, maybe I will have to do that."
"Let me know how it goes mija okay? I want to hear all the dirty details."
"Haha, okay I will let you know."
"Alright Santana, I have to go back to the office. You father left for his conference today and I will be working late so don't wait up. Maybe after you talk to this boy, you could try and patch things up with Quinn again."
"Maybe I'll try that. Thanks for listening mom."
"Anytime mija."
Santana watched as her mother grabbed her things and headed for the front door. Santana followed her into the front foyer and gave her a quick hug and a peck on the cheek before seeing her out. The brunette quickly climbed the stairs to her room before shutting the door. She began frantically looking through CD's and her IPod looking for the perfect song to win Quinn back, or even just to get her to talk to her. She needed a song that told the blonde how she felt and how no matter what the brunette was going to be there for Quinn.
The Latina searched for hours before finding the perfect song. She loaded the song to her IPod and grabbed her portable docking station before grabbing her keys and heading into the garage to get into her car. She hoped in her Range Rover and began reversing out of the driveway before heading to the florist to pick up some flowers; some gardenias. Gardenias were Quinn's favourite and they also stood for secret love; Santana found that it was fitting.
Quinn was lying in her bed like she had been for a lot of the days in the past few weeks. It was getting increasingly hard to ignore Santana's calls and text, but she could stand the thought of facing the Latina. Quinn took it too far, she knew she did, but she wouldn't trade that moment for anything in the world. She got to kiss Santana Lopez, the girl she had been in love with for years, and even though the blonde knows she will never return the favour, that one moment was all she ever wanted.
She didn't know how they were going to act when they got to school, or when they had Cheerio's practice. Santana was Quinn's only true friend. Sure she has a lot of friends, they came naturally with popularity, but none of them were Santana. Santana knew every secret and every detail of the blonde's life. It was disheartening to know that she might have not only lost out on being with Santana, but she may have also lost her best friend.
The particularly cool summer day was drawing to a close. The vibrant orange skies quickly faded to pink before the sky succumbed to darkness only faintly lit by the billions of stars. The night was rather beautiful and if it were warmer Quinn would have left her window open but she closed it once the cool night breeze rolled in.
After Quinn closed her window, she retreated back to her bed. Her parents had left a note saying that they had gone to a Christian retreat for the week. Quinn parents were a lot like Santana's they were absentee parents for the most part. However, Quinn parents separated themselves with church groups and alcohol as opposed to just working. It was lonely at times but Quinn usually had Santana to talk to; that was no longer an option.
Quinn sat on her bed as she watched the latest season of Sweet Valley High. She never really cared for the show in general but it was one of Santana's favourites. The blonde remembered a few summers back where they spent an entire week watching the first four seasons. Quinn thought that the show really had no plot consistency or good character development, but the show reminded Quinn of Santana. She also didn't mind the cuddling that came along with watching the show.
As she was halfway through the first disk of the seventh season, Quinn could hear a noise at her window. From closer inspection, it sounded as if rocks were pelting her window frame. She opened the window and looked down to find Santana standing below her window. She quickly glanced at her clock realizing it was midnight before turning to speak to the Latina.
"What do you want Santana? You do realize it is midnight."
"Has that ever really been a problem before?"
"No but it may be a problem to my neighbours."
"Look Q, I really need to talk to you. Can you come downstairs and open the door. I am sure this is a conversation you don't want your neighbours hearing."
Quinn didn't really want to face the Latina, but Santana had made the effort to show up at her doorstep, so the least she could do was hear her out. She closed the window and quickly made her way downstairs. She opened the door to find the Latina with her arms behind her back.
"Umm...first off, are your parents here?"
"No they're at some Christian retreat, why?"
"Because these are for you."
Santana pulled out the bouquet of gardenias tied at the steam with a light green ribbon which matched Quinn's eyes. Quinn inhaled the flowery sent before looking back at the brunette quizzically.
"What are these for, Santana?"
"If you let me in I can explain."
Quinn reluctantly moved to the side to allow the Latina to move past her. She really didn't know if she wanted to hear this conversation, but she did bring flowers, so that had to be a good sign. Even though she didn't really want to hear the Latina out, a part of her was curious to what she was going to say. She closed the large wooden door before turning to meet the brunette's gaze.
Santana stood in the middle of Quinn's foyer as she placed her IPod and docking system on the hall table. She took a deep breath before meeting Quinn's gaze.
"Look you wouldn't talk to me or answer my texts so this was the only way I could think of to reach you."
"Look if you want to not be my friend, you could have done it without bringing me flowers...and your IPod?"
"Okay look when you ran out of my house that day you didn't give me a chance to tell you how I felt. To be honest, I have never been good with words, so I thought maybe I could sing my emotions."
"Okay?"
"Before I begin, just know that no matter how you feel about me after, you will always be my best friend. Nothing will ever change that, okay?"
"Okay."
Santana held her gaze with Quinn to ensure the blonde knew she was being completely honest and sincere with her words. When the blonde gave her a small nod, she turned to her docking station and scrolled through until she found the proper song. The opening keys to the piano began playing as the Latina took a deep breath and began singing.
You need a friend
I'll be around
Don't let this end
Before I see you again
The Latina looked up from the ground before taking a shaky breath and looking right at Quinn.
What can I say to convince you
To change your mind of me?
Santana's confidence began to build as she took as deep breath and belted out the chorus.
I'm going to love you more than anyone
I'm going to hold you closer than before
And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free
I'll be free for you anytime
I'm going to love you more than anyone
Santana took a small step forward and was relieved to see that the blonde didn't flee. The brunette could see faint tears forming in Quinn's eyes.
Look in my eyes, what do you see?
Not just the color
Look inside of me
Tell me all you need and I will try
I will try
Santana reached out and grabbed for Quinn's hand. As the blonde's hand connected with her own, she pulled Quinn close to her and began to dance with the blonde as they swayed back and forth and she sang the chorus into her ear.
I'm going to love you more than anyone
I'm going to hold you closer than before
And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free
I'll be free for you anytime
I'm going to love you more than anyone
The Latina spun Quinn out so she could look at the blonde as she sang the next part of the song. Quinn couldn't help but laugh at how adorable the brunette was being.
Free for you, whenever you need
We'll be free together baby
Free together baby
Quinn couldn't help but flush at the term of endearment, nor could she ignore the fact that she liked when Santana called her baby. The Latina pulled Quinn back to her before finishing the rest of the song.
I'm going to love you more than anyone
I'm going to hold you closer than before
And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free
I'll be free for you anytime
I'm going to love you more than anyone
I'm going to love you more than anyone
The Latina pulled away momentarily to stop her IPod from skipping to the next song before grabbing both of Quinn's hands in hers. She slowly lifted her head to meet Quinn's gaze and noticed how her eyes were filled with unshed tears.
"Is that really how you feel Ms. Lopez?" Quinn said as she let out a watery chuckle.
"Look first and foremost, I am your best friends, but that doesn't mean I don't want this; want us. I thought open flirting with you would get the message across but apparently I have to hit you over the head with love before you understand."
Quinn couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous the Latina was being, but she also could ignore how adorable the brunette was. She slowly placed the bouquet of flowers on the side table before wrapping her arms around Santana's neck. The Latina wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist before resting her hands on the small of her back.
"You know I believe I still need to be hit over the head a bit more with your love."
"Is that so?" Santana replied through a smirk as she was inching closer to Quinn's lips.
"Mmhmm, and I do believe I was promised a kiss somewhere in that song."
"Well then I can't deny you a kiss now can I?"
"No you cannot." Quinn replied as her lips ghosted Santana's.
Santana closed the distance and firmly pressed her lips to Quinn's. This kiss felt different than the first. The first kiss was a feverish battle that lacked true emotion. This kiss was slow and gentler. Lips dragged lazily across each other. Quinn pulled back momentarily to catch her breath as the Latina kissed the side of her mouth, then her jaw before making her way to Quinn's neck. She began to nip at the blonde's neck and run her tongue over the spot to sooth the bite. Quinn felt the Latina smirk against her neck as she let out a moan. Santana slowly dragged her lips from Quinn's neck back to her mouth. Santana flicked her tongue and ran it across Quinn's lips before being granted access. Santana let her tongue lazily explore Quinn's mouth before the kiss became quickly heated. It became a battle for dominance.
After lengthy minutes the two pulled away to catch their breath. They rested their foreheads together before meeting each other's gaze. They both blushed from mild embarrassment before breaking into beaming smiles.
"Well If I knew that was going to happen I would have done this a long time ago."
"If I knew this was going to happen, I would have listened to you that day instead of running out on you."
"Well I guess now you know, right?"
"Oh I definitely know now."
Quinn smiled at the Latina before placing a chaste kiss on her lips.
"Well I guess this is the moment where you ask to be my girlfriend, right?"
"All in good time Ms. Fabray, first I want to take you out on a date."
"A d-date?"
Santana could hear the nervousness in Quinn's voice at the mention of the date. She pulled away slightly before grabbing both of Quinn's hands, placing a kiss on each, and continued holding her hands in front of her.
"Look I know that whatever this is, it is all knew to me to, and I am definitely not ready to wave a rainbow flag yet. I want to do something special for you; you deserve romance Quinn. Besides I know you're into that kind of crap from all the rom-coms you watch."
"Well aren't you the romantic." Quinn said through a small chuckle.
"I am not good with this kind of stuff, feelings and crap, but I want to try for you. I want to be with you Quinn, I just want to do everything right. I am not saying we have to come out tomorrow or three months from now, all I know is at the end of the day, I want us."
"Okay, I can do that."
Santana placed a firm kiss one Quinn's lips and she could feel the blonde smile against her lips. She pulled away and pulled the blonde into a tight hug. They stood there for a few moments just holding each other as Santana placed lazy kisses on Quinn's neck.
"Can you stay with me tonight?" Quinn whispered into Santana's hair.
"Of course baby."
Santana could feel Quinn smile against her neck at the term of endearment. She pulled away and placed a quick peck to Quinn's lips before grabbing the blonde's hand and interlacing their fingers. Quinn placed a kiss to the back of Santana's hand before leading the brunette to her room.
When they got to Quinn's room, the blonde tossed the brunette a baggy t-shirt and some pyjama shorts and put on her own before they both climbed into Quinn's bed. Santana put her arm around Quinn's shoulders and the blonde rested her head on the brunette's chest and threw her arm and her leg over the Latina.
"Goodnight baby." Santana whispered as she kissed the top of Quinn's head
"Goodnight sweetheart." Quinn whispered as she kissed Santana's collarbone.
Song: More Than Anyone-Gavin Degraw
So what did you think? What do you think their date should be like? Do you have any ideas of certain moments you want to see in their relationship? Review and let me know. I promise I will try and get better at writing proper kissing scenes and later on more smut scenes, but anyways, let me know what you think, even if you think I am a crap writer lol. Also this fic should probably be updated around at least one a week as school is starting up again so it will be harder to find time to write.
Until next time.