Santana slept the whole evening, something she had become very good at. She told herself that everything would be better in the morning.
She woke up with the events of the evening swimming around her head. She knew that she had to do the right thing and make it up to Quinn, she would be the better person, this was something she had never done before but she sure did know how to turn on the charm.
She spent the whole day cleaning Quinn's apartment, after the blond had left for Yale, she cleaned it like it had never been cleaned before. It sure did need a good clean. It was spotless after she had finished with it; there wasn't a piece of dust for a mile!
After she had cleaned the apartment to within an inch of its life she set out for the grocery store. She had it all planned in her head, tidy the apartment, make a fabulous dinner and give Quinn a big surprise when she arrived home from Yale. She roamed the isles in search of something simple she could cook, without making a mess. Santana wasn't the best of cooks, she had to admit. She often made a huge mess when she cooked and ended up throwing food around in frustration. She picked up an easy cook lasagne. It seemed simple enough and she knew Quinn was crazy on Lasagne.
She arrived back at the apartment and started preparing the lasagne, so far it was going pretty well. She watched it as it cooked on the stove and began texting Quinn to ask her what time she would be getting back. Quinn replied with:
'About 5 o'clock I'm hoping, as usual don't have anything to stay behind for. See you then.'
Quinn usually did tons of kisses and was super friendly when she texted, Santana really hoped that the ice would break and the two of them could get back to being best friends again… or maybe something more.
She got super excited at half four when the dinner was nearly ready and she was preparing the salad. Quinn would be there soon and she sure would be surprised, Santana had never made dinner for her before, in fact she'd never made ANYONE dinner before.
At ten to five the door began rattling and Santana lit the candle that was placed in the middle of the table. Quinn marched in seeming slightly angry but then as she her eyes caught sigh of the lovely table that was set and the beautiful Latina dressed in her best clothes, a smile spread across her lips.
"Wow Santana! What is this?" She asked still smiling.
"Well the fight we had last night kinda sucked and I really didn't wanna fight anymore so… I thought I'd make it up to you… try and break the ice… so ta dah!"
Quinn grinned and stepped over to Santana, she threw her arms around the girl and squeezed her tight.
"Well Santana, see this as an official make up. You are the best friend a girl could ask for. Let's put all that stuff that happened last night behind us and concentrate on being there for each other and acting like we care. Okay?"
"Agreed! Right my lady take a seat and I'll bring in the feast." She threw Quinn a wink then rushed into the kitchen grabbing their plates and practically running out into the living room/dining room.
She placed Quinn's plate in front of her causing the blond to 'ooh' and 'ah'. Santana brought in the rest of the plates and sat down across from Quinn at the small table.
"So what do you think?" Santana said as Quinn finished her first mouthful.
"Wow Santana this is amazing! Did you make it from scratch?" Quinn smirked as she said the last words.
"Well… no not exactly! But it's the thought that counts." Santana winked at Quinn then took a mouthful herself.
"Yes, yes it is! It's good isn't it?"
"It's amazing! I'm amazing! I should seriously like become a chef or something! My mom would be so pleased with this cooking! I should invite her round and actually make her proud of me for once!"
"Santana, your Mom is proud of you! Look at your acting job! That could seriously become something in the future! I say you call her up and tell her all about the life you're leading and she'll be extremely proud of you!"
"Yeah maybe she would be proud of that but she wanted me to go to college, to get a good education to do something with my life… I've not done that at all!"
"Santana believe me when I say your mom is going to be so so so proud of you when you tell her about your life, I pinky promise!"
Memories of Brittany came flooding back to Santana when Quinn said that. Santana liked to think she moved on, she wasn't with her childhood sweetheart anymore, she had grown up and maybe in the near future she could have a go at another relationship… one she could try and not mess up. She looked at the beautiful blond sat before her and sighed deeply, she really liked Quinn… she wanted to be more than just 'best friends' she wanted to have Quinn as her own. She wanted to walk through the streets and proudly say, 'This girl here, is my girlfriend.' She wanted to meet Quinn's parents properly, she wanted to cook Quinn dinner every night, she wanted to be able to hold her and kiss her without it being 'an experiment' or cheating.
Santana opened her mouth to speak, catching Quinn's attention.
"Do you have to say something sweetie?" Quinn said in her soft voice.
Santana smiled and decided she would just go for it, she would tell Quinn her feelings and this time…maybe Quinn would say she felt the same way.
"Quinn, well I was thinking you see… I'm single, you're single, I'm hot and you're hot, so wouldn't it be cool if we like…went out?"
"I can't deny that we're both hot and yes we are both single but… by going out do you mean dating as in… we're 'girlfriends'?"
"Yeah I mean we're both single so there's nothing in our way and like you can't deny the chemistry and it's kinda obvious we have feelings for each other so… why not?"
"Well I can't say I haven't thought about it… I mean, I said I got tingles when you're around which is slightly embarrassing but never the less true. And those tingles do mean something… even though I was glad that Sam had forgiven me when he rang up… I couldn't help but feel like him and I being together wasn't what I wanted… all my thoughts pointed at you. I do want to be with you Santana, I really do… but at the moment it's all a bit rushed… and we haven't figured out how we're are going to tell people, I mean the whole glee club think I'm straight and if I'm honest so do I! You're the first girl I've been attracted to… it's all a bit confusing. "
"So basically what you're saying is you want to date me but it's too fast… so we can't date is that what you're saying?"
"No! I didn't say that Santana… I mean that's not what I am saying. What I am saying is… can I think about it?"
"What is there to think about? You either like me or you don't!"
"Santana please don't be angry! I'm pretty sure about whether I like you or not, I just need to figure some things out okay?"
"I'm not angry Quinn, I'm sorry my snix just slipped out a little there. Sorry, of course you can think about it, take all the time you need… but not too long I needs to get my lady kisses on!" Quinn laughed and shook her head.
Santana smiled, things looked like they would turn out alright after all.
Quinn slightly frowned, it wasn't like she didn't have feelings for Santana, it was just it was going to be a little hard telling her Mom and certain others… Sam mainly. Did she need to tell Sam? He wasn't her boyfriend anymore so it didn't really concern him. But Quinn was confused, she felt like if anything happened between her and Santana it was her duty to tell Sam. She would have to start thinking right there and then if she wanted anything to happen with her and Santana, she knew Santana wasn't a patient girl.
"Santana? I might head over to my room, I'm gonna start thinking things through now, that way we can get out 'sweet lady kisses' on as soon as possible."
"You make such a hot thing sound so posh Quinn." Santana laughed huskily, shaking her head.
"Well I'm sorry, I was just born to a posh family… miss 'I'm from Lima Heights'" Quinn smirked cheekily causing Santana to gasp falsely.
"Wow Quinn you just offended me right there. Now go get your think on so I can finish my dinner in peace! Go on! Put a bounce in your step girl, we ain't got all year!" Quinn walked off laughing to herself; things sure did look like they would be interesting when and if Quinn and Santana dated.
Quinn lay on her bed and let her head drop to the pillow. Like Santana said, she needed to get her think on.