A/N: Hey! So, this says "Part One" and that's because I really wanted to update today but I was crazy obsessed with Twitter and I had lots of chores and now I have to do homework and ugh. Okay, yeah. So, this is part one of the "Friends Meet Friends" (: Hope you like it! 3 Review, Favorite, Follow! Any will do, I will love you forever!3
Friends Meet Friends Part One
The next morning, Brittany was surprised to see that she and Santana had fallen asleep on her couch. Their legs were tangled together and it felt good to have the Latina so close to her. She glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that she had about two and half hours before her class.
As Brittany was preparing to snuggled deeper into the class and sleep more, she heard her phone ring from the counter where she'd set her purse. Sighing, she gently sat up, trying not to wake up Santana, and tiptoed to the counter to retrieve her phone.
"Mm?" Brittany asked as she answered it.
"Hello Brittany!" an all too awake Rachel exclaimed into the phone. Brittany groaned.
"What do you want?" she asked quietly, glancing over at Santana who was still sound asleep on the couch.
"Kurt and I are going to breakfast in an hour! We were wondering if you'd like to join us before your class?" Rachel asked. Brittany watched Santana sleep for a few moments.
"I um..." Brittany muttered. "Okay, do not take what I'm about to say in a sexual way."
"B-Brittany?" Rachel asked, confused.
"Santana slept over last night. I don't know if I wanna go anywhere," Brittany explained to Rachel, who gasped.
"It's brilliant! You can bring Santana! Kurt and I can finally meet her! Why haven't we met her?" Rachel wondered as she ranted.
"Because you're way too annoying and you'd scare her away," Brittany growled. "Anyway, she probably has plans with Quinn—"
"Tell her to bring Quinn! The cliques can unite!" Rachel exclaimed.
"Rachel—" Brittany started.
"Britt?" Santana mumbled, stirring. Brittany frowned.
"I'll call you back in a second, Rachel," the blonde huffed into her phone before hanging up. Brittany clenched her phone tightly in her hand before making her way back to the couch.
"Brittany?" Santana asked again, sitting up.
"I'm here," Brittany told her with a smile, sitting back down on the couch.
"Who was on the phone?" Santana asked tiredly. Brittany smiled again. Gosh, how's she so cute when she's tired?
"Rachel," Brittany answered softly, subconsciously placing her hand on Santana's shin and tracing little shapes on it. "She was asking if you, Quinn and I could go to lunch with her and Kurt."
"Don't you have class?" Santana asked, rubbing her eyes.
"Yeah, but not for a few hours." Brittany watched Santana as she blinked a few time to get sleep out of her eyes. She studied her girlfriend closely, a small smile growing on her face as she realized how adorable Santana was.
"I don't mind going if you want to go," Santana admitted. Brittany furrowed her eyebrows. She'd told Santana how annoying Rachel was, but Santana still didn't mind meeting her?
"Are you sure? I'm not so big on you beating Rachel up or anything," Brittany said slowly. Santana let out a laugh.
"I won't beat her up. Maybe toss out some good insults, though," Santana promised. Brittany laughed too, and she leaned over and kissed Santana, surprising the Latina once again. This time, however, Santana pulled away. "Hey, I haven't even brushed my teeth yet."
Brittany smiled. "I didn't notice." Santana just shook her head before kissing Brittany again. Just as their kiss was heating up, Brittany's phone began to ring again. The blonde pulled away and gave Santana an apologetic look.
"Is it Berry again?" Santana asked as Brittany answered her phone. Brittany nodded swiftly.
"Go get ready. I have extra toothbrushes under my sink in the bathroom, and your purse is over on the counter by mine," Brittany told her as she listened to Rachel blab something in the phone.
Brittany actually didn't hear Rachel at all until she heard, "—coming or not?"
As Santana stood up and headed towards where Brittany had pointed to the bathroom, Brittany spoke to Rachel. "Yeah, we'll go. I'll have Santana call Quinn. Where do you guys want to meet up?"
"The Lima Bean?" Rachel asked. "Nothing fancy, just breakfast."
"Yeah, sure," Brittany agreed. "Kay, let me go get ready. We'll see you in a bit."
Santana grabbed her phone. Brittany was getting ready and she'd asked Santana to call Quinn and ask her if she wanted to go to breakfast, too. Santana pressed "two" on her speed dial. Quinn used to be the number "one", but that was before Brittany.
"Where've you been?" Quinn demanded.
"I'm at Britt's," Santana answered. Quinn gasped.
"Did you—"
"No, shut up, listen," Santana demanded. "We're going for breakfast with her friends and we all wanted to know if you wanna come. We're meeting at The Lima Bean in like twenty minutes."
"Who're Brittany's friends?" Quinn asked casually.
"Rachel. She's annoying, Jewish and has two dads, as far as I know. And then Kurt, who is super fashionable, according to Britt, and capital G gay," Santana answered impatiently. "You going or not Q?"
"Sure, I'll see you guys there," Quinn answered. "But uh, since you didn't tell me what happened last night...?"
Santana huffed. "I asked her to be my girlfriend, we're officially together now. We finally kissed... because I was too freaking scared to kiss her. God, I'm such a wimp. Anyway, then we just talked till we fell asleep on her couch."
"Aw," Quinn cooed into the phone. Santana rolled her eyes.
"Shut it Fabray," Santana growled through clenched teeth.
"So, how come I haven't met Brittany yet anyway?" Quinn wondered.
Santana smirked even though Quinn couldn't see her. "I didn't want you to rub off on her, duh."
"Why haven't you met her friends?" Quinn asked, ignoring the insult.
"According to Brittany, it's because Rachel would be too annoying for me to handle. But I'll keep myself in check," Santana promised.
"For Brittany? Aww, that's so cute! Lopez as a soft side!" Quinn exclaimed.
"Fabray I swear—" A long beep cut Santana off, and the Latina knew that her best friend had hung up on her. Santana huffed and pressed the lock button on her phone as she heard the door behind her open. Turning around, Santana's gaze caught on Brittany.
She was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, just casual attire, but she looked so freaking hot. Of course, Brittany always looked hot. Hot, beautiful, sexy...
"Did you call Quinn?" Brittany asked cheerfully.
"Yeah, she's gonna meet us all there," Santana answered. Brittany smiled, and Santana felt the blonde's cheery attitude already rubbing off on her as she smiled back. "Are you ready to go?"
"Mmhmm," Brittany answered, stepping closer to Santana and taking her hands. The blonde pulled Santana to her and they pressed their lips together. Santana could tell that Brittany had just applied lip-gloss, and it made her lips taste even better. Santana wanted to kiss Brittany forever and ever and ever, but Brittany pulled away all too quickly. "Let's go."
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