A/N: Thanks to those reading my story it really makes me happy because I didn't know if anyone would read it at all... Thanks to everyone on Twitter too, I love you guys! Thanks for reviews, gimme more I like them ;) I hope you like this chapter 3
First Kiss
Brittany was very excited for Santana to come into her apartment. She didn't really know why, maybe it was because it was going to be the one time that she would actually be completely alone with Santana, besides when they were driving. As she led her new girlfriend into the apartment building and to the stairs, she began to get nervous. She'd only hung out with Santana in public places, how different was this going to be?
Calm down, Brittany. You're girlfriends now, it's okay. You know she likes you it'll be fine. They approached Brittany's door, and the blonde fumbled with getting her keys out before slipping the key into the lock. She turned it and opened the door, leading Santana inside and flipping on the light.
"Wow, nice place," Santana said immediately, looking around. They were standing in Brittany's spacious main room. There was a small television across from a comfy looking couch, a dining table that seated four, and then there was the small kitchen. It actually wasn't that big, Brittany knew, but she'd seen Santana's apartment and it was definitely bigger than that.
"I guess so," Brittany answered with a shrug, setting her keys on the counter.
"Better than mine. Is this a two bedroom?" Santana asked as she looked at the three doors that led to different rooms.
"Yeah," Brittany answered, turning towards Santana.
"What's in the extra room?" Santana wondered aloud. Brittany smiled slightly.
"It's Lord Tubbington's room," she answered sheepishly.
Santana gave Brittany a suspicious look. "Who's Lord Tubbington?" Brittany grinned and ran to one of the doors. She opened it up, and seconds later a huge cat came wandering out of the room. He gave Santana one look and let out a long meow. Santana jumped at the sound.
"What the hell?" Santana exclaimed. Brittany frowned and picked up the huge cat.
"This is Lord Tubbington," Brittany answered, stepping closer to Santana, who took a step back.
"That thing is huge! What do you feed him?" Santana demanded to know. Brittany frowned deeper.
"Lord Tubbington only eats human food." Brittany searched Santana's expression before she stopped frowning and laughed. "You're scared of him? He's super sweet I promise. But... he does smoke some... don't worry, he doesn't do it in the house."
"Okay— wait did you just say that your cat smokes?" Santana questioned, completely and utterly confused by now. Brittany nodded and set down the cat, who lazily wandered back to his bedroom. Brittany shut the door behind him.
"He's not a very bright cat. He joined a gang a couple years ago," Brittany informed her. "It took a while to get him to quit. But he won't stop smoking."
Most people would laugh at Brittany when she told them this. They would tell her that she was stupid for thinking that her cat smoked. She actually expected Santana, her knew girlfriend, to do nothing less. However, Santana just gave her an apologetic smile. "Hopefully he doesn't get lung cancer or anything."
"That's one of my biggest fears. I've tried talking to him about it, but he just won't listen," Brittany complained, pouting. Santana stepped closer to her.
"He'll come around, I promise," Santana promised. Brittany scanned the Latina standing in front of her. The look that the shorter girl was giving her was full of adoration, and that cheered Brittany up.
"Okay," Brittany said, smiling again. Santana returned the smile and then Brittany surprised her girlfriend with a hug.
When they both pulled away, Santana was smiling wider. "What was that for?"
"For already being such an awesome girlfriend," Brittany answered, winking at her. Santana's smile grew even wider, until it looked like a goofy grin. Brittany giggled, and Santana frowned.
"What?"
"You're cute," Brittany answered, giggling again before turning and making her way to her big couch, which she collapsed onto. Santana followed her and sat next to her on the couch. They both twisted so that they were facing each other, their knees bumping.
Santana and Brittany talked about random little things for a little bit before Santana forced up the courage to ask her something. "Britt?"
"Yeah?" Brittany asked.
"When did you know that you were... different?" Santana asked, looking up and meeting Brittany's eyes. Brittany smiled slightly.
"When I was fourteen," the blonde answered.
"How'd you know?" Santana wondered. Brittany thought for a few seconds before she shrugged.
"I was attracted to girls and I was attracted to guys," Brittany answered, shrugging. "Why? When did you know?"
"Well, I first suspected when I was a freshman, so fifteen. I was never good with feelings, whether they were with someone else or with myself. I tried to keep myself from being gay for almost three full years. I admitted it to myself, and to Quinn, in my junior year. I came out for real in senior year," Santana explained.
Santana saw Brittany scanning her face. "And?" Brittany asked quietly, taking Santana's hands. Santana felt her skin heat up at the contact.
"Like I said, Quinn already knew. But no one else did, and most people didn't take it too well. Sam didn't. Puck didn't. My parents... well they got over it during the week I was telling everyone. Then I told my abuella. She hasn't talked to me since. Everyone at school got over it, thank god, but lots of my family broke away from me," Santana explained sadly.
"I'm so sorry, Santana," Brittany muttered sadly. Santana shrugged.
"It's always one of the first things I have to tell guys that I can tell are trying to flirt with me. Usually they storm off or they try to convince me that I don't know that I'm gay because I've never even kissed a girl," Santana mumbled. Brittany frowned.
"That's stupid," she declared. "Straight girls know that they're straight before they kiss a boy."
"Yeah, I know, that's what I tell them before I angrily storm away," Santana grumbled.
"You don't punch them?" Brittany joked, her eyes sparkling. Santana managed a slightly laugh as she met Brittany's eyes again. "You don't need to kiss a girl to know that you're gay. Don't worry. But..."
"What?" Santana asked, slightly confused. The confusion didn't laugh long, as she soon had Brittany's lips on hers. At first, the kiss surprised Santana, but she slowly started to kiss her girlfriend back. That was her first kiss with a girl. Yep, definitely, one hundred percent gay.
The kiss was slow and soft. Santana had imagined kissing girls before, specifically and recently Brittany, but the real thing was so much better than she imagined. When the two girls finally pulled apart, Brittany smiled at Santana and finished her sentence, "But, it never hurts to try."
Santana smiled, and she realized that Brittany was still holding her hands, tracing little circles and shapes on the smooth skin.
Somehow, the both of them ended up laying down, each of them laying in opposite directions. Their legs tangled up in the middle and sharing each others' heat eliminated the need for a blanket. Slowly but surely, they both fell asleep.
More to come for sure! 3