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I'm sorry for the previous horrible chapter.

This chapter is about that moment of realization; when you realize that you are in love (or falling in love) that person. Part 1 is Santana's.

It was Friday and Brittany was sick. She had a fever so she couldn't attend class for that day. Santana made sure that she got Brittany covered from notes, homework, even from quizzes. At 3:00PM, she excused herself from glee club and cheerios practice and Santana went to the Pierce' household.

Mrs. Pierce greeted her with a hug "Hi, Santana, darling. Her fever's gone down a little bit. You can visit her but be careful not to catch her fever too."

She opened the door to see a sleeping Brittany, one hand holding a book. She kissed the blonde's forehead and looked at the book she was holding. It was Dante's Inferno by Dante Alighieri. She took the book from her hand and put it on the bedside table. She decided to return the things she took for Brittany's schoolwork while she was still sleeping. Santana made her way through the room as if it were her own, return books to their respective shelves, notebooks to Brittany's bag. Once she finished, Santana sat down and looked at the room. She thought it was messy. Her slight obsessive compulsive behavior won over her and so she decided to tidy the room while waiting for Brittany to wake up.

Santana was literally on cleaning mode. She even went downstairs to ask Mrs. Pierce if she can borrow a feather duster. She was dusting Brittany's study table when Brittany cleared her throat.

"I don't remember asking for a maid to clean my room." Brittany tried to maintain a serious tone.

Santana played along with it and turned to face Brittany "Honey, your mother hired me. Said I should ignore the sleeping kid in the bed and just clean. I ain't servin' you miss."

Brittany couldn't keep a straight face "Oh my god, Sanny, you are such a dork!" burst out laughing only cut off by a cough.

"Woah." she patted Brittany's back until she stopped coughing. Santana took a thermometer from the bedside table and put it on Brittany "Hey, are you feeling better?"

"Totally. My taste buds are back! They left me last night after you left. I think they went after you."

"They did not, Britt." Santana smiled a little. She took Brittany's hand and interlaced their fingers together "I'm glad that you're doing fine though."

"Mmm. I really wanna hug you and get some sweet lady kisses right now but I don't want you to get sick." she pouted. Brittany obviously pouted on purpose knowing how Santana would react.

"Don't pout, Britt-Britt. You know what that does to me." Santana gave her a stern look.

"Wow, you're quoting 50 Shades now? You want to whip me or something?"

"Since when did you read 50 shades? And no, baby. I wouldn't wanna whip you." the thought of hurting Brittany, even for pleasure, makes Santana nervous.

"Since I got bored this morning and decided to read some books." she took Dante's Inferno from the bedside table. Brittany stared at a page for a few seconds.

The thermometer gave a ping that taking the temperature was done so Santana took it and read "98.6. Wow, great, your fever's gone!"

"Hmm. I'm sleepy. Stay beside me? I promise I won't get you sick." Brittany murmured sleepily.

"Okay." she settled down beside Brittany to be the bigger spoon.

Brittany turned "San, let me be the bigger spoon."

"What? No. This is the only chance I get to be the bigger spoon. Don't take it from me." Brittany leaned in to kiss Santana forcing her to turn to avoid the kiss. Santana could only say "I hate you."

"Heh. You know what Dante's Inferno is about?"

"Hell?"

"Yeah. And I thought, if I were ever to go sightseeing in hell, I'd take you with me." Brittany snuggled her face to Santana's hair.

"Me? What am I Satan-a to you now too?" Santana used the name she knew some of the members of Glee Club were using.

"No. I'll take you with me because Auntie Snixx is hella scarier than the creatures in hell. I'm sure Cerberus will bow down to her. And besides," she kissed the back of Santana's head and put her face close to her ear, "I know you'll protect me."

Santana blushed at what Brittany just said, because it was completely true. She can feel Brittany smirk at her back. "Go to sleep, Britt."

When Brittany fell asleep, she loosened her hug to Santana a little bit so Santana turned to face her. Santana watching her sleep made her sleepy too. As she was falling asleep, she mumbled "you're an angel. You can never visit hell."

She woke up with the need to pee. She looked at the wall clock; it was 5:30pm. They were entangled to each other. She slowly untangled herself from Brittany and slowly walked towards the bathroom. As she finished her business, she went back to see Brittany mumbling, still asleep, her arms clearly trying to find Santana. "I'm right here." she took Brittany's hand and kissed it. She decided to read a magazine she found nearby. One hand was holding Brittany's while another was flipping the page of the magazine, she saw an interesting article.

'How do you know if you're falling in love with your best friend?' she was mentally checking the checklist. When she was halfway through the list, and halfway through checking it, she felt weird and decided to close the magazine. She gulped at the thought. Falling in love? With Brittany? No way. She loved her as a friend and they'd have casual sex. They were straight and were both dating different guys. The thought made her uneasy so she decided to sleep on it.

She woke up. Again. But this time to a barrage of Brittany's kisses all over her face, avoiding contact with her lips. "Ugh what are you doing? You'll make me sick. I thought you didn't want me sick?"

"Wakey wakey, Sanny!" she kissed Santana again.

"Mmm. What time is it?" she murmured half asleep.

"6:30pm, mom knocked to tell us that it was dinner time. She's making buffalo wings!" Brittany was way too hyper for someone who just had fever. She pulled Santana away from the bed.

Dinner with the Pierces was fun, as usual. Santana's parents were working late again, something in both the hospitals they were working for came up, and so they allowed her to spend the night at Brittany's. They went back to her bedroom and started to prepare for bed. Santana imposed a no sex rule, so that she won't catch fever too.

"Okay, fine. No sex. But can we cuddle? I don't like seeing you not near me."

"If I get sick, you owe me dinner at Breadstix." Santana raised her pinky finger and Brittany linked hers.

"Yes, I'll treat you, I swear." Brittany stretched her arms "now, come here." Santana gladly let herself be covered with Brittany. "I love you, Santana Lopez. Best friend ever."

Santana felt like she was stung and her heart was beating really fast. "I love you too, Brittany Pierce." She always says those three words to her friend but this time, after reading that damned article, she felt queasy.

Brittany falls asleep quickly. Santana was amazed on how fast the girl can sleep. As she stared at her sleeping friend, she realized that she can stare at her like this forever. That she will do anything to have Brittany by her side. That she would totally ditch Puck, Finn or any other guy out there to spend the night cuddling with her best friend. That she can't imagine a world without Brittany, the best friend who understands her better than anyone else. The word love popped up in her head. What if she did love this girl? Shit. Why did she ever encounter that fucking magazine?

She's fallen in love with Brittany. Wait, no. She realized that she's felt this way even before. That she's probably fallen in love with her at the moment they met. When she closed her locker and saw Brittany. She knew she was doomed. No one can know. Not Brittany. Not anyone.

"Keep your shit together, Lopez. Act like nothing has changed. No one can know. No one but you." She mumbled to herself.

Oh my gosh, have you guys seen the Brittana wedding? My feels are all over the place~