A/N: Here's the next chapter. Hope you like it. Please review and let me know what you think. Thanks to everyone who's keeping up with the story so far.

The song used in the chapter is Check Yes Juliet – We The Kings.

Santana sat down in the almost empty locker room and watched Brittany in sheer ore. Her long blonde hair was loose and falling around her face, she looked beautiful, natural. They had just finished cheerio's practice and both of the girls were exhausted and very sweaty. Santana watched Brittany closely as she took a sip from her water bottle and smiled when the girl spilled a little dork her front. Santana got on her feet quickly and stepped towards Brittany. Brittany turned her head slowly and locked eyes with Santana. Santana reached out and brushed Brittany's chin with her thumb.

"You spilled your water." Santana said shyly.

Brittany giggled and closed her locked slowly. "Thanks."

Santana stood for a moment and let her eyes observe Brittany's attire. She had her sweatpants on and Santana's red Nike t-shirt. Santana loved when Brittany wore her clothes, she would never admit it, but he did. She felt like they were together, like a part of her was with Brittany.

The locker room was now empty and Brittany did a couple of takes of the room to make sure it was completely empty. When she realised it was she turned back to Santana and stepped half a step closer to her. She could hear Santana's breath hitch in her throat as Brittany leaned down towards her face. She leaned in closer and captured the Latina's lips softly. Santana wasn't shocked by this and instantly began to kiss her back, slowly. The kiss was soft and slow at first, but soon grew hungry and fierce. Santana held onto Brittany's hips securely and pulled them as close as they could get. She continued kissing her and began nibbling on her bottom lip, receiving an appreciated moan to escape Brittany's lips. Santana smiled into their kiss and held Brittany close. Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana's neck as she always did kissed Santana hard.

Brittany loved moments like this. It was their moment, Santana was hers, and she was being nothing but honest. In moments like these Brittany didn't care about weather Santana was her girlfriend, or what people would say about them. All she cared about was that in this moment, Santana was hers, completely.

After their heavy make out session in the locker room, Santana reached slipped her hand down and linked pinkies with Brittany.

"I'm failing Santana." Brittany sighed as she took her back pack off and dropped it to the floor of Santana's bedroom.

Today was Friday. Friday was their day. They had spent every Friday together ever since they first met. Santana has just put a movie in for them to watch, it was just a random horror movie. Santana didn't really like horror movies, but it gave her an excuse to snuggle closer to Brittany when they both got a little scared.

Santana strolled over to Brittany, flicking the light off as she went, and sat closely next to her on the bed. "Its fine, Brittany." Santana said casually. "You're smart, B. I'll help you, I promise."

Brittany's face instantly lit up with happiness and she pulled Santana in for a hug. "Thank you, San."

"It's no big deal, you're a genius." The brunette shrugged. Brittany pulled Santana's covers back and got in on her side, the right side. Santana smiled at the sight of the obviously tired blonde, and instinctively slipped in beside her.

"You know." Brittany said in a low tone as Santana held her closer to her. "You always make me feel so smart."

Santana buried her face in the crook of Brittany's neck and smiled against her skin. These were the perfect moments. These were the moments she loved the most.

"I'm tired." Brittany mumbled softly as she stroked Santana's hair.

"Yeah, me too." Santana whispered and settled against Brittany as hey both drifted off to sleep.

"Kind of sounds like you were girlfriends at this point." Sugar pointed out.

Brittany glanced over to her wife and smiled softly. "I guess we always were really." She said.

"Defiantly." Quinn agreed.

"It's getting late guys so I'm going to get my girls home." Brittany said.

"But Mom-"Sugar whined.

"We'll continue this tomorrow babe. We told you it's a long story." Santana winked.

Brittany sat in the choir room, alone. She was sat plucking the strings of her guitar and humming softly. She enjoyed being by herself like this, to just play her music and forget about everything else. She didn't care to admit it but she was hurting. The situation they were in was killing her. Brittany was care-free about most things, she didn't care what people thought of her. She didn't care what they would say. All she cared about was Santana. She always tried to push the thoughts she had about this aside, but sometimes her emotions took over her. She continued to play her guitar and began to sing

Run baby run
Don't ever look back
They'll tear us apart, if you give them the chance
Don't sell your heart, don't say we're not meant to be
Run baby run, forever we'll be
You and me

Santana was walking past the choir room, she didn't know where Brittany was when she left her last class, but she knew where she would find her. As she approached the choir room she heard the faint sound of the girl's guitar, and then she heard her voice. She stopped at the door of the choir room and watched the blonde in awe as she played. Santana stood back from the glass so Brittany didn't see her, she didn't want to disturb her while was in her element.

I'll be waiting
Wishing, wanting yours for the taking
Just sneak out and don't tell a soul goodbye

Brittany played on. Santana smiled to herself. She listened closely to the lyrics and sighed happily.

'One day, Britt." She thought to herself.