Sorry for the long wait. I promise not to make you wait this long between updates. I kept re-writing this chapter and finally this is what I came up with. I made it longer than previous chapters and I filled it with fluff, so hopefully that will make you happy lol.
I am sorry it there are any mistakes with grammar or spelling. I wrote this chapter in sections, and even with reading it over, I often miss them.
A reminder that I do not own glee, just this story.
Bright light from the late morning sun seeped through the curtains of Quinn's bedroom. The blonde opened her eyes to meet the morning sun only to quickly shut them due to the sun's intensity. She quickly shielded her eyes by turning her head swiftly only to be met with a body. As Quinn's eyes roamed over caramel skin, she realized that the body belonged to a gorgeous brunette. It was Santana's.
The events of the previous night swarmed the blonde's memories. She remembered the flowers, the song, the butterflies, the kiss and the promise of the date. At the remembrance of the upcoming date, Quinn's stomach flipped. She was extremely excited but also very nervous. Sure she had been on a few dates in the past, but they were all with boys. They would go to the movies, maybe Breadstix, and at the end of the night they would either give a chaste kiss or the boys would try and cop a feel.
Quinn didn't know how to date a girl. To say that she was nervous was an understatement. She really liked Santana, maybe almost loved her, but she didn't really know how to be with her. She loved the butterflies in her stomach when the brunette was around, and she loved kissing her, but beyond that it was all a mystery. Was one of them supposed to be the man? Who paid for food?
Quinn's whirlwind of confusing thoughts was interrupted when she felt the brunette stir next to her. The blonde was propped up on her right arm as she looked down at the Latina. Santana turned and subconsciously pulled herself closer to Quinn. Even in her sleep, Santana was trying to comfort the blonde. Quinn immediately fell into a sense of calm.
A teasing smile formed on Quinn's lips as she brushed the opposing hair away from the brunette's face and placed a light kiss to her jaw line. She could feel Santana stir, a clear sign that the brunette was waking up, but she refused to open her eyes. Quinn continued her game by placing a kiss to the sensitive flesh below Santana's ear.
"Baby," Quinn whispered huskily into her ear.
"Hmm," Santana mumbled back in her groggy state.
"It's time to wake up."
"I don't wanna," Santana replied as she turned away from the blonde.
Quinn took this as a challenge. She moved over to the brunette and pulled her front flush against Santana's back. She moved the dark, brunette hair away from her neck and began peppering kisses from her pulse point to Santana's ear.
"Today is a special day though, baby."
"Is it now?"
"Mhm," Quinn replied as she pulled the brunette's earlobe between her teeth. Santana let out a small moan at the gesture but tried to mask it by burying her face further into the pillow.
Santana could feel the blonde's lips smile against her neck as she continued to plant open mouth kisses to the exposed, caramel skin.
"And what is so special about today?"
"Well, I do remember someone promising me a date."
"I wonder who that could have been?"
"I have no idea."
Santana slowly turned over so she was now on her back. She opened her eyes to see piercing hazel ones staring back at her. She couldn't help the beaming smile that graced her lips or the blush that crept to her cheeks. This girl was hers. Last night wasn't a dream. Santana reached up with her right hand and placed in on Quinn's cheek.
"Hi baby."
"Hi."
The two shared a nervous smile before Santana pulled her down into another kiss. What started off as chaste and slow quickly became heated. Quinn moved from beside the Latina to straddle her hips. The blonde lowered herself so her front was flush with Santana's. The brunette could feel their breasts press together as the kiss became more heated. Quinn swiped her tongue along the Latina's lips before being granted access. Santana let the blonde explore her mouth before the kiss became a battle of dominance. Santana won when Quinn let the brunette run her tongue over her teeth and the roof of her mouth. The two separated after lengthy minutes due to lack of air. Quinn placed lazy kisses down Santana's jaw line as she waited for the brunette to catch her breath.
"Well that's one way to be woken up in the morning."
Quinn let out a small chuckle against Santana's neck. The Latina could feel the blonde's hot breath against her skin which caused heat to pool between her legs. She didn't know how Quinn managed to be so sexy and so adorable at the same time. It was a true talent.
The blonde placed a soft kiss to her neck, and then one to her jaw line before placing one to the corner of the brunette's lips and resting her head back down on the Latina's chest. Quinn could hear the rapid beat of Santana's heart. A smile formed on her lips as she reached out for the brunette's right hand and interlaced their fingers.
The two just laid in silence, basking in the moment before the real world got in their way. There were no parents, no school, no Cheerios and no popularity. It was just them. The two lay in the bed playing with fingers and placing lazy kisses to exposed skin. The moves were so new, so foreign, and yet they seemed so practiced.
The two quickly jumped at the sound of the alarm on Quinn's phone sounding. The blonde reluctantly moved away from Santana to turn it off. She returned and placed a soft kiss to the Latina's full lips. Santana smiled against Quinn's lips before she felt the blonde pull away.
"The real world calls us."
"And I guess so does our date, blondie," Santana smiled.
"Truth be told, I am kind of nervous about that."
"Why are you nervous, babe?"
Quinn stared into the brunette's eyes. She opened her mouth to speak but quickly closed it and looked away from Santana. She was afraid of sounding stupid. She really wished she didn't have any fears or worries, but this was all very new to her.
Santana reached out and pushed back Quinn's hair. She gently rubbed the pad of her thumb along the blonde's cheeks trying to coax her into opening up. It took awhile, longer than Santana would have liked, but finally Quinn looked back at her. Santana could see fear in Quinn's eyes. Quinn slowly opened her mouth to speak.
"I don't know how to do this."
"Do what?"
"Date a girl."
"And you think I do?" Santana replied through a small chuckle.
"It's just, which one of us is the man? And who pays for dinner when we go out on dates? Do I buy flowers, or do you? Who holds the door open?"
The blonde continued to voice all of her questions for the brunette. Santana was surprised to see how worried Quinn was about everything. Truth be told, she never really thought about all of this. Sure she was a little nervous about being in with a girl, but this was Quinn. It was different.
As Quinn continued her nervous rant, Santana leaned forward slightly and kissed her quickly ending it. The blonde tensed before slowly melting into the kiss. The kiss was chaste, it was slow, but it was calming. Quinn was surprised that Santana had that effect on her. One kiss could wash all of her worries away. Santana pulled back once she could tell Quinn was relaxed and began speaking to calm the blonde's nerves.
"First of all baby, none of us is the man. We are two girls, there isn't supposed to be a man," Quinn blushed at that realization.
"Second the whole who pays, who opens doors, who buys flowers, it doesn't matter. We don't have to put ourselves in these boxes okay," Quinn nodded, "How about when we have dates, whoever plans them can pay okay?" Quinn nodded once more.
She was surprised at how calm Santana was about everything, how sure she was. It was as if she didn't have a care in the world. That all of this stuff was a no brainer. The Latina seemed to have all the answers and it was extremely calming for Quinn.
"Is everything better now, babe?"
"Yeah, it seems like you have all the answers Ms. Lopez"
"I don't, you have to remember that this is all new for me to. But it's two people in lo-who like each other," Santana silently scolded herself for almost saying the L word, "The fact that we are two girls shouldn't change anything, okay?"
"Yeah, thank you." Quinn smiled as she placed a quick peck to Santana's lips.
"However, if we lie in bed all day, we will never make it to our date."
"But I don't want you to leave. I'll miss you too much."
"Babe, I'll be back later tonight."
"Doesn't mean I won't miss you."
A small pout formed on Quinn's lips. From that moment, Santana knew that whenever that pout was pulled, she would be like putty in Quinn's hands. The brunette couldn't help but smile at how adorable her girl- her friend was being. Hopefully at the end of the night they would have a more official title.
"I'll miss you to, baby. But I promise you'll love the date."
"Where are we going?"
"Now what's the fun in telling you that?"
"Babe, you know I hate surprises."
"I know," Santana replied through a sly grin.
"You ass."
"I know you love my ass baby, but that doesn't mean I am going to tell you."
Quinn lightly smacked the brunette's arm before Santana retaliated by tickling her ribs. The two burst into a fit of giggles as they rolled around in the sheets. The two played around for what felt like hours before Santana pinned the blonde to the mattress. The two smiled at the familiar position.
"I am getting a sense of déjà vu."
"Really because I am not totally getting it."
Santana smirked before leaning down and running her tongue along Quinn's bottom lip waiting to be granted access. Quinn opened her mouth slightly and let the Latina explore every inch of it. The brunette ran her tongue over Quinn's before they began their war for dominance. The kiss grew heated and moans were heard but neither one was sure who emitted it. Before Quinn could flip the two, Santana pulled back and took deep breaths trying to get the lost air back into her lungs.
"As much as I would love to continue this, I have a perfect date to take you on."
"I'll be waiting."
Santana couldn't help but feel guilty at the blatant lie she told Quinn. She really wanted to take the girl on the perfect date, but she had yet to plan it. The brunette was never the romantic type. The only dates she had ever been on were with guys. The dates she usually went on consisted of making out on couches or in back seats, and 8 times out of 10, it usually ended in sex.
The Latina knew Quinn was a hopeless romantic. She knew she watched all those romantic comedies with huge romantic gestures; the flowers, the songs and all the other luxuries. Santana hated these films. She felt they were unrealistic and predictable. Whenever she and Quinn watched these movies, it took everything in Santana's power not to gouge her eyes out. Truly the only thing that stopped her from doing so was watching Quinn. As they would sit in a dark living room or theatre, Santana would watch the emotions flutter over the blonde's face. That was heartwarming enough for her. She didn't need to see Justin Timberlake declare his love for Mila Kunis to believe in love, she just needed to look at Quinn. The second her eyes landed on those hazel ones back in the 7th grade, she knew she was a goner.
Now on her way home from Quinn's, she was beginning to truly worry. All the fears that Quinn previously had were now becoming Santana's fears. How was she going to do this? How was she going to convince Quinn that she was girlfriend material?
Santana pulled into her large driveway and was thankful to see no other cars. She loved her parents and loved having them around, but this was not the time to have your nosy mother or father poking around. She had a date to plan. She needed a miracle if she was going to pull this off successfully.
Santana entered the large home and was surrounded by the comforting silence. It was silence that would bother most, but it calmed the brunette. Isolation usually bothered a lot of people. It was the feeling of loneliness that usually drove people mad. However, with the Latina, the silence was a comforting reminder that she was free; she was independent. Right now the silence was even more appreciated by the brunette, though she couldn't help but feel a little lonely at the absent of a certain blonde.
Santana dropped her keys in the bowl by the front door and made a b-line for the living room. She reached the shelf where the multiple DVDs were and began pulling all the titles that could be romantic comedies. She needed to research, she needed the perfect date. She needed to do this for Quinn.
The Latina made it through three movies before falling into a light sleep. These movies were never her thing. The only reason she kept her eyes open during them was to see the emotions dance across Quinn's face. She was more of a horror movie kind of girl.
She jolted awake at the sound of her phone. She lazily picked it off the table and noticed that it was Quinn texting her. She slid the unlock bar across the screen before reading the text.
I can't wait for tonight :) What should I wear?-Q
Santana was at a loss for words. In the attempts of trying to create a perfect date, she managed to fall asleep. All hope was thought to be lost before she glanced at the T.V screen. It was perfect, completely Quinn. She shot back a quick text to the blonde.
Wear something for outside-S
Outside? Where are we going, babe?-Q
You have to wait and see ;)-S
Santana was proud of herself. She was surprised at how perfect this date was going to be, and at the end of it, Quinn would hopefully be her girlfriend. She just needed to call Puck
Puck was in their year and he was also a good friend. Friend was sort of a loose term between both Santana and the boy. They had more of a "friends with benefits" arrangement. That was sure to be ending. She quickly found his number in her contacts and waited for the mohawked boy to pick up.
"Sup Lopez. Looking for a ride on the Puckasaurus?"
"As if loser. I need a favour."
"I offered you a ride baby that is all you get."
"Okay first off, I never want a 'ride' from you again. Second, if you want to keep your balls for future 'rides,' I suggest you shut your mouth."
"Okay, chill out, what do you need?"
"I need to borrow your truck?"
"Hell no Lopez, that truck is my baby. Besides, you have like 50 cars, why do you need my truck?"
"I am planning something okay and I need your truck bed."
"Well if y-"
"I swear to god if you make one more sex joke I will castrate you," Santana was not in the mood for the boy's antics today.
"Fine, but if you take my truck, I get your Range Rover."
"Hell no, that car is my pride and joy."
"Well I guess no tru-"
"Fine, but I swear to god if there is one scratch or stain, it's your balls."
Santana hung up the phone with an aggravated sigh. She really didn't have the patience to deal with Puck today, but she had to remember why she was doing this. She was doing this all for Quinn.
She got up off the couch and quickly made her way to her room. Noticing it was only 4 o'clock, she realized she had plenty of time to get ready. She needed it to be dark anyways for what she was planning. She quickly shot a text to Quinn before getting in the shower.
Pick you up around 8? :)-S
When she got out of the shower, she noticed that Quinn had texted her back.
Sounds good. Can't wait for tonight baby 3-Q
Santana's heart fluttered and her stomach flipped. She couldn't get over how amazing the blonde was. She also just now realized how nervous she was for this date. This was truly her first real date ever and she really wanted to make a good impression. She wanted it to be special for Quinn.
The brunette quickly dried her hair and straightened it. She pulled on a pair of faded denim shorts and a purple pull over hoodie that hugged her body. She threw on her black, low top converse before looking at herself in the mirror. She had told Quinn to dress for outside, but to also dress casually. Sure this was a date, but they didn't need all those formalities of dressing up.
Santana went down to the linen closet and grabbed a multitude of blankets and extra pillows. Her maid always put fresh pillows and linens in the closet every week. She folded them and placed them at the door. They were definitely going to be needed for the night.
She made her way to the kitchen and grabbed the phone. Santana called Breadstix and ordered their 'dinner for two' special. The brunette would cook herself, but is she was honest, she was a terrible cook. There were downfalls to being rich and having other people do everything for you. She then hung up and placed another call. She gave the number to her father's credit card to book the space for just her and Quinn. She wanted privacy. She wanted the opportunity to be free. She wanted to be a hopeless romantic for Quinn.
When the call ended, she piled the blankets and pillows into the trunk of her Range Rover and started making her way towards Puck's house. She had asked the boy to leave the keys in the dash so she didn't have to talk with him. She didn't really want the boy asking any questions. It was kind of difficult to come up with an excuse as to why she would be putting pillows and blankets into his truck bed. Puck would get the wrong idea, or he would grow suspicious. She couldn't handle any of those things right now.
She finally arrived at Puck's, thankful that the boy had listened to her, and she began piling the blankets and pillows into the truck bed. She was thankful that Puck had a cover for the bed so when she arrived at Quinn's, the surprise wouldn't be spoiled. She left her keys in her own dash and hopped into Puck's truck.
It was nearing 8 o'clock as Santana was packing the food from Breadstix into a cooler in the back truck bed. When everything was set, she covered the bed back up before sending a text to Quinn.
Hope you're ready baby, I am on my way :)-S
Hurry! I want to see you 3-Q
I'll be there soon-S
A wide smile was plastered to Santana's face as she made her way over to Quinn's. She was nervous for tonight, but she was also so happy. The brunette had not been this happy in a while and she was surprised that this happiness was due to one person. It was because of Quinn. It was because of the gorgeous blonde that entered into her life those many years ago. They were enemies at first, and then they were frenemies, then friends, best friends and now lovers. The Latina never imagined she would be here but she was glad she was. She wouldn't have done it any differently.
She pulled to a stop outside of Quinn's house. Santana was thankful that the blonde's parents were still away at that Christian retreat. Sure they could have gotten away with it, but she wanted it to feel real. She wanted the freedom to be together with her hopeful future girlfriend without the feeling of judging eyes on her.
Though she was overjoyed for her date with Quinn, the nerves were really starting to set in; the sweaty palms, the rapid beating heart, and the flustered feeling resting in her chest. Her feet were heavy as she walked towards the large wooden door. She had to remind herself more than once in the short distance that it was just Quinn, her best friend.
The Latina raised her hand to knock on the door. She could hear the frantic running around coming from inside the house. She couldn't help but smile. She was caught off guard as the door swung open and her eyes fell upon Quinn. Her long golden locks were in loose curls that rested at her shoulders. She was wearing a white baby doll dress and a yellow cardigan which matched her flats. It was an outfit that Quinn wore often, but it still took Santana's breath away.
"H-hi," Santana muttered nervously.
"I'd never thought I'd see the day."
"The day when what?"
"The day when Santana Lopez was speechless."
"Shut up."
The two shared beaming smiles and soft chuckles. They fell into that normal joking attitude, they fell into their routine. All the nerves that Santana had previously had were washed away. This was Quinn; her Quinn.
"It is not my fault you look hot, Fabray."
"You're looking pretty hot yourself, Lopez,"
Santana was sure she was blushing, but she was thankful that her caramel skin disguised it well. The brunette smiled sheepishly before reaching out and taking Quinn's hand. She slowly intertwined their fingers before meeting hazel eyes.
"But really Quinn, you look beautiful," A blush spread across Quinn's cheeks as she look down to the ground.
"So where are you taking me?"
"It's a surprise," Santana beamed.
"Why can't you just tell me?"
"Because I am trying to be romantic, Quinn. Enjoy it while it lasts."
"How about a hint then?" Quinn asked with a pout.
"Fine...let's see...I got the idea from a movie."
"That's it?"
"You asked for a hint, I gave you one."
"Come one, one more hint, please?"
"No, and don't even think about pouting. It won't work on me. Now come one or we will be late."
Santana pulled Quinn by their intertwined hands as they made their way towards Puck's pickup truck. They almost made to the vehicle before Quinn stopped suddenly. Santana turned to see Quinn staring at the truck. There was a flash of fear in her eyes.
"This is Puck's truck."
"Yeah...is something wrong babe?"
"He doesn't know does he?"
"Of course not," Santana lightly squeezed Quinn's hand, "I just needed to borrow it for our date tonight."
"Why didn't we just take your Range Rover?"
"You will see in time my darling," Quinn smiled at how much of a dork Santana was. But she was her dork.
Santana pulled Quinn to the passenger door before opening it for the blonde. The brunette used their clasped hands to guide the blonde into the passenger seat. She waited until Quinn was seated comfortably before shutting the door softly. She quickly made her was to the driver's side before getting into the truck. The two shared a nervous look and smile before looking away bashfully. It had only been 24 hours but they were completely smitten with each other.
The brunette reached out for Quinn's hand before she brought the blonde's knuckles to her lips. She placed a soft kiss to each knuckle before smiling back at Quinn.
"You are being extremely cute tonight, Ms. Lopez."
"I am not cute," Santana pouted.
"You could have fooled me," Quinn smirked.
"I was just trying to prepare you."
"Prepare me for what?"
"For this," Santana reached into the glove box and pulled out a blindfold, "I kind of need you to put this on."
"Oh no, it is already a surprised, why do I have to wear the blindfold?"
"Wear it for me?"
"No, no way."
"Pretty please, baby?" Santana pouted.
"Oh hell no, that pout won't work on me," Santana continued to pout and finally Quinn caved, "Fine, you are just lucky I find you cute."
Santana slid over on the seat and placed her hands behind Quinn's head. She fumbled for a moment trying to tie the knot but finally got it. She adjusted it over the blonde's eyes trying to make sure she didn't see anything.
"Can you see anything?"
"What do you think? There is a blindfold over my eyes last time I checked."
Quinn feigned annoyance before breaking into a smile. Santana decided to test to see if the blonde was lying. She started dancing around in her seat and pulling funny faces. She was thankful that no one seemed to be around to witness her acting like a goober. When Quinn didn't break out in laughter or a beaming smile, she assumed that the blonde could definitely not see anything. She kissed Quinn's cheek briefly before starting the car. She put the car into drive and then reached over and intertwined her hand with Quinn's. She kissed the back of the blonde's hand before resting their joined hands on the seat between them.
The road stretched on for miles as the two fell into a comfortable bliss. They listened to the radio, talked about everything and nothing. They sang along with the songs on the radio and shared chaste kisses to knuckles, cheeks and on occasion, lips. The road seemed never ending for Quinn. She was sure they had been driving for at least a half hour. She was excited but she was also growing more nervous.
"Hey baby?"
"Yeah."
"Where exactly are we going?"
"I told you, it's a surprise."
"Are we even in Lima anymore?"
"Would you be mad if I said no?"
"Baby, you are kind of freaking me out."
"Relax sweetheart, you need to trust me. Can you do that?"
"Of course."
Santana pulled Quinn closer and wrapped her arms around her shoulders. She pulled the blonde closer to her and placed a kiss to Quinn's temple. The blonde quickly relaxed and rested her head on the Latina's shoulder. They continued the rest of the drive in silence as the sound of the radio was playing quietly in the background. The silence was far from awkward. They were just enjoying being together like this without judgemental stares. This was also the reason Santana chose a date spot that was outside of Lima.
The brunette kissed the top of Quinn's head before speaking to her.
"Hey babe," Santana asked
"Mmm," the brunette smiled.
"I need my arm back for a minute."
"Are we there?"
"Almost, I am just taking a back road and it is kind of bumpy."
"Are we going to die?" Santana had to laugh at how ridiculous the blonde was being.
"No baby, but we will if I don't get my arm back."
Quinn placed a soft but lingering kiss to Santana's cheek before reluctantly pulling away. The two couldn't help but frown at the separation but it was better than crashing into an upcoming tree.
Santana veered off the main road and pulled onto a gravel road. The place was remote, separated from the rest of the world. It was perfect for them.
She continued along the bumpy path. Her knuckles began to turn white as she tightly gripped the steering wheel. From the corner of her eye she could see Quinn gripping the side door. As she was watching the blonde curiously, she swore she could see her praying silently. She had to smile at how adorable she was before she turned back to the road. Up ahead, she could see the ticket toll to get in. She slowed the truck to a stop before winding down the window.
"Can I help you ma'am?"
"Yes, I called earlier. I am Ms. Lopez."
"Ah yes, we've been expecting you. Everything it already set up for you. The whole place is all yours expect for the projection guy."
"Thank you so much."
Santana wound up her window before edging away from the ticket toll. She followed the multiple signs which had arrows pointing her in the direction of where she needed to be. From the corner of her eye she could see Quinn perk up.
"Did he say projection guy?"
"He did."
"Are we at a movie theatre?"
"Maybe."
"Why did we have to leave Lima to go to a movie theatre?"
"Can you have a little faith in me? I am trying to woo you Fabray."
"Well by all means, woo away."
The brunette continued to follow the arrows until she reached an open field. She drove across the field making the drive drastically bumpier trying to find the perfect spot. She finally stopped in the middle of the open field and parked to where the truck bed was facing the large screen. She undid her seatbelt and turned to look at Quinn. She could see the blonde reaching up to remove the blindfold from over her eyes. Santana quickly reached for the blonde's wrist and stopped her movements immediately.
"No, not yet baby."
"But we're here, aren't we?"
"Yes but I just need five more minutes to set up."
"Set up what?"
"You'll see soon enough,"
Quinn huffed lightly before listening to the brunette. Santana placed and apologetic kiss to the blonde's cheek before getting out of the car. She moved around the truck before she reached the back. She pulled back the cover of the truck bed before beginning her set up. She opened the back before hoisting herself into the truck bed. She arranged the pillows and blankets to make a make-shift bed in the back. She placed the cooler of food and the utensils off to the side for later. When everything was deemed perfect, she hopped off the back and made her way to the passenger door. She opened the passenger door and reached over to grab both of Quinn's hands.
"Can I take the blindfold off now?"
"Just one more minute baby."
"I am pretty sure you said the same thing five minutes ago."
"Okay, I can just not give you the best date ever and take your whiny ass home."
"Such the charmer."
Santana placed a soft kiss to Quinn's lips, "I am sorry, just trust me okay? You'll love it."
Quinn let the brunette pull her out of the truck and let her slowly lead her to the truck bed. Santana turned the blonde around so her back was to the bed of the truck. She was about to hoist the blonde into the back when she leaned in for a kiss. Quinn was surprised at the immediate touch of Santana's lips but slowly melted into the kiss. As the blonde went to deepen the kiss, Santana placed her hands on Quinn's waist and lifted her so she was sitting on the edge. The blonde let out a small squeal before smiling against Santana's lips.
"Mmm I like this surprise."
"I try," Santana smirked.
The brunette leaned in to capture the blonde's lips once more. It wasn't long before Quinn deepened the kiss. The blonde draped her arms around Santana's neck as the brunette ran her hands from Quinn's thighs to her waist. The blonde swiped her tongue over Santana's bottom lip and was soon granted access. Santana didn't bother fighting for dominance. She let Quinn's tongue lazily explore every detail of her mouth. The kiss was soft and intimate, yet filled with heated passion.
As Quinn continued her exploration, Santana lifted her hands from the blonde's waist and moved to untie the knot of the blindfold. The material fell from Quinn's eyes, but she didn't open them yet. Her mind was lost in kissing Santana. It was the best kind of lost. Short moments after she felt the opposing material fall from her eyes, she pulled away from Santana and took in her surroundings. She saw the over large white screen playing old fashion commercials of dancing concession candy and soft drinks. She looked behind her over the truck to see the projection tower which was right next to the concession stand. She turned back to meet Santana's eyes.
"You took me to a drive-in?"
"Yeah, I was watching Grease earlier and I know it is one of your favourite movies. I know you have a thing for the 50's and when I was watching the movie, I saw the drive in scene. The idea just kind of came from there."
"You actually watched Grease?"
"Well...no...But when I woke up from my nap that scene was on. It was like a sign babe," Quinn chuckled at how cute Santana was being, "So do you like it?"
"Does this answer your question?"
Quinn hooked her fingers through the belt loops of Santana's denim shorts and pulled her close for a kiss. The brunette smiled against the blonde's lips. When Quinn parted her lips slightly, Santana slipped her tongue into the blonde's mouth. Quinn let Santana explore her mouth only for a moment before she began the fight for dominance. Tongues ran over each other and suddenly they couldn't get enough. It was as if they were trying to explore every inch of each other. During the battle, Santana pulled herself up placing her knees on either side of the blonde. The blonde let out a throat laugh before firmly pressing her lips back to Santana's. The kiss was no longer a battle of tongues and teeth, it was long and deep chaste kisses. Quinn pulled the Latina's bottom lip between her teeth before pulling away. Santana hovered breathlessly over Quinn as a lazy smile appeared on her lips.
"I take it you like the surprise."
Quinn placed a quick peck to the brunette's lips, "Yes, this is the only surprise I have liked."
"I feel honoured."
"You should."
Santana moved off of Quinn's hips before scooting back in the truck bed. She reached out and grabbed the blonde's hand and pulled Quinn on top of her. The two started lazily placing kisses to each other's lips before Quinn began placing kisses down Santana's jaw line and neck. The blonde placed one last peck to the brunette`s lips before resting her head on Santana`s chest.
"So what are we watching?"
"All of your favourite movies."
Quinn rested her chin on Santana's shoulder before asking her question, "What are you talking about."
"The guy who owns this place used to work with my uncle. He said if I ever needed a favour I could call him up. I decided to rent out the entire place and make them run all of your favourite movies."
"You mean we are all alone? I thought the projection guy was here?"
"No I told him to just press play and take the night off. I told him I would text him when we were done."
"You did this all for me?"
"Of course I did baby. You deserve it."
Tears were now stinging Quinn's eyes. She couldn't believe the Latina. Her whole life she had viewed the brunette one way. Sure they were best friends, but Quinn rarely ever saw the soft side to Santana. This was a side that she saved for herself and the people she cared about. Santana cared about her.
"Why are you crying sweetheart?" Santana asked as she wiped away the falling tears.
"I'm just really happy."
"How about we do smiles instead of tears, okay?"
|"I can do that," Quinn said through a small chuckle.
The two spent the evening basking in the feeling of togetherness. They ate the dinner Santana had ordered and watched a multitude of sappy romantic comedies that were all Quinn's favourites. As Quinn watched the movies, Santana watched the girl lying on her chest. She watched for the smiles that would reach her lips. She watched for the tears of joy in her eyes. She just couldn't take her eyes off of her.
After a few movies, the last two of which Santana actually watched, she could hear the relaxed breaths coming from the blonde. She looked down to see that Quinn had fallen asleep on her chest. She really didn't want to wake her, she looked to content and beautiful, but she had to get them home. She brushed the hair away from the blonde's forehead before placing a kiss there.
"Hey baby, you fell asleep."
"Hmm?" Santana smiled against her forehead.
"We got to start heading back, It's getting late baby girl."
Quinn's eyes fluttered open as she reluctantly moved herself off of Santana. The brunette crawled to the edge of the truck bed and hopped off. She turned and opened her arms waiting for Quinn. The blonde slowly made her way towards Santana before falling into the Latina's arms. Santana could sense that the blonde was tired, so she picked her up and carried her to the passenger side of the car. After lengthy minutes, the brunette managed to get the blonde into the car. Santana made her way to the truck bed packing everything up before covering it once again. Santana then moved to the driver's side and hopped in before starting the car. Before they started moving, she sent out two texts. She sent one to the projection boy telling him he could come back and shut everything down, and the second to Puck telling him she would return his truck tomorrow.
Santana made her way back to the main road as smooth as possible. She tried to avoid many of the bumps along the way in hopes that she wouldn't wake Quinn. As they were driving along, Quinn moved from her position of being propped against the passenger door, to leaning against Santana's shoulder.
"I had fun today," Quinn said in a sleepy tone.
"I'm glad baby."
"But I am still waiting."
"Waiting for what?"
"I'm waiting for you to ask me."
"And what am I supposed to ask?" Santana smirked.
"You are supposed to ask me to be your girlfriend."
"Is that so?"
"Mhm," Quinn placed a light kiss to the exposed skin of Santana's neck.
"Well Ms. Fabray, would you do me the honour of being my extremely hot girlfriend?"
"You never had to ask."
A/N: What are your thoughts on this chapter, yay or nay? The next chapter will be the start of school/Cheerios. I was thinking the chapter after that would be halloween, then thanksgiving, then christmas, then new years etc. Let me know if this sounds goog or is there other stuff you want to see. I might through extra chapters in between, but it all depends.
Is there anything you want to see happen when they start school? Anything you wantto see in Cheerios? I feel like I am moving to fast, should I slow it down a bit.
Also another note, this is there freshman year. Brittany will be a transfer student in their sophmore year just fyi.
Anyways I am done talking. I would love to hear any feedback. The more ideas I have, the easier it is to write :)
Until next time :)