I couldn't help, but notice how soft her hand was. Her grip was firm and steady, but yet so gentle.

She had a long, black hair which was slightly wavy at the end. The sun from outside made her bronze skin even more glowing than it already was. Her big, dark brown eyes were still locked on mine, ocean blue. Her nose was like a cute button and you actually wanted to bop it. She had prominent cheekbones and flushy cheeks. She was slightly shorter than me and her muscles were visible behind the tight red shirt she has worn.

She was mesmerizing.

I was probably staring because I flinched when I heard Quinn behind me saying "So, Britt, I see you've met Santana. She's going to show you around instead of myself, if that's okay. Rachel asked me to babysit her little sister with her and I can't say no."

Santana grinned at Quinn. I wasn't sure was it about Quinn's statement about Rachel or was it because of me. I smiled nervously.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine while you and Berry deal with babies," Santana teased.

"Shut up, S. You're just jealous," Quinn tried to stay serious, but the corners of her lips have spread into a smile.

"No freaking way, Fabray, this is going to be an interesting day," Santana said playfully.

I liked Quinn, but I thought going sightseeing will be more interesting with Santana. I liked her directness and her playfulness. Seeing her teasing Quinn was amusing in every way. I, myself, was a goof and I needed someone to fool around with. Santana seemed like a right person to do that with.

"So, where are you taking me?"

"Anywhere you want. I know this place is enormous, but I know it better than Quinn's relationship status."

I laughed loudly and Quinn threw us a dirty look. Santana winked and I started to laugh even more.

"I like you," I whispered bluntly so Quinn couldn't hear me.

I probably shouldn't have said that because I didn't want to freak her out. I just thought she was an interesting person. But, like always, I say something before I think about it.

"I like you too," she whispered, "but don't let Quinn hear you. She might get a little overprotective and I might get into a trouble," she added with a smile.

I didn't want her to get into a trouble because of me, but I found it quite interesting how she would risk that.

"No worries, I'm really not a troublemaker."

"Oh, really? Actually everything about you screams Harry Potter, though," she smirked.

"I don't go looking for trouble, trouble usually finds me," I quoted.

I could see how pleased Santana looked with my answer. It made me smile widely, but I also tried to show her how true was that.

"Well, I'm your trouble then," she said proudly.

"I won't even try to run away from you."

Again the satisfied grin.

Quinn came back to the kitchen. Santana and I have immediately put our poker faces on, but that was really hard and we were trying to suppress the laughing attack. Quinn glanced at us with a weird look and said "I must go now. Santana, take care of her. If you need something, call me."

"That won't be neccesary. I've already planned everything and we don't wanna spoil your Berry day, do we?" She looked at me again and I smiled.

"I love you too, Santana," Quinn said sarcastically.

She turned to me and said "If she," Quinn pointed at Santana, "gives you hard tim, just tickle her and she'll withdraw."

I let out a small laugh and nodded reassuringly while Santana furrowed her brow with a look saying how not fair was that. I smiled at her and her expression softened.

"Bye, girls, see you tonight. Have a great time."

"Oh, we will!" I yelled as Quinn walked out the door.

"Hey, Brittany, are you ready?"

"Uh huh, are you?"

"Oh, you have no idea."

(…)

I was standing in front of the highest skyscraper I've ever seen. It was huge and it had a lot of windows. I looked up and I couldn't see its ending.

"Do you wanna go inside?" Santana asked me curiously.

"Sure, I wanna see NY from above."

We took an elevator to the top. On the way up I kept looking at the lights of the buttons. I glanced at Santana a few times and I could see she wasn't really comfortable in the elevator. She kept looking everywhere. I saw that she was a little scared so I gently stroked my hand over her forearm just to let her know that I'm here. She looked up to my eyes and smiled thankfully.

I heard a "bling" and the door opened. Santana and I were the first ones who got out.

The view was absolutely breathtaking. I took my camera. I wanted to capture every moment of this unbelieveable landscape. I took some pictures and I started to look out for Santana. I couldn't see her anywhere.

I walked around the top of the Empire State, but I couldn't see her. I started panicking and suddenly I couldn't see anything because someone covered my eyes with its hands. I felt my body relief and I smiled.

"Guess who," I heard a husky voice.

"Trouble, is that you? I knew you'd find me."

Santana took her hands off my face, I turned around and we burst into laughing.

I liked her laughing. It was so honest and true, not forced out. When she smiled, she had those cute cheekpits and her teeth were so white.

"C'mon, let me see the pictures you took," she said when we stopped laughing like idiots.

"Sure, come here," I gestured with my hand.

I turned on my camera on and moved it towards her. I was going through the pictures slowly and she leaned closer to see better. I could feel her breath on my fingers. A warm, fuzzy feeling travelled down my spine. No one has ever made me feel like this with barely even touching. I've been close with my friends, even closer that now with Santana, but no one ever made me feel like this before. I've never had a boyfriend, nor a girlfriend. I mean, I could have had someone, I just didn't want to. I was trying to keep a comfortable distance, because no one was special enough.

At least it felt like that before. All of this with Santana was new for me. We barely even knew each other, but I'm more comfortable with being close to her than with some of my friends I knew much longer.

"You saw everything?" I turned off the camera before I got an answer.

"Wait, I didn't see the last one."

She put her hand on mine, moved it and pushed the button to turn it on again.

Again that warm, fuzzy feeling.

She talked about the history of NY and then she asked me "Are you hungry? Do you wanna go to the Central Park? I made sandwiches."

She raised her brows and waited for an answer.

"Of course, let's go," I answered happily. She smiled.

The Central Park was close to the Empire State so we didn't have to walk a lot and that was awesome because it was hot. Or was it just me? Or was it Santana? Haha, just kidding. I guess.

We sat on the grass under the tree. Santana brought a blanket, some soda and sandwiches. What a cute little picnic Santana made for us. Wait, what?

We sat down and watched other people. Some of them were jogging, some of them were walking with their dogs, some of them were reading a book, some of them were cuddling and having a picnic just like Santana and I. She took off her hoodie and really surprised me.

"Wow, you like them?" I couldn't stop myself, I was just so excited. She had a Paramore shirt. "They're my favourite band, I love everything about them," I continued.

You could say she was pretty surprised by the look on her face, maybe even freaked out. I probably went too fast, I just couldn't help myself when I found out someone likes the same stuff like I do.

"They're the best. And I hate when people think that the lead singer is the whole band. Whenever I hear someone say that Airplanes is their favourite Paramore song, I imagine talking to a police officer explaining how that person fell on the knife sixty nine times," Santana said with a proud tone.

I am pretty easy going and open to talk with everybody. I'm very communicative and I like listening to people. Especially Santana. I could listen to her talking the whole day.

"Marry me, okay?" I laughed.

She just kept smiling.

She took an ice cream out of her bag.

"Yay, vanilla and chocolate, my favourite!" I was excited.

"Same here!"

We ate ice cream and talked about bands. We loved the same music, that was huge.

I looked back at her and I saw her smiling.

"What?" I asked.

"You just got some ice cream on your face," she chuckled.

I tried to take it off with my hand, but I just couldn't hit the right spot.

"Wait, let me."

She closed the distance, sat right in front of me and lifted up her arm to reach my face. She cupped my cheek with her hand and tried to clean off my face gently stroking it with her thumb. She slowly leaned. Now I could feel her warm breath on my cheek. She looked me with her dark eyes and smiled. We were so close.

Suddenly, I felt something buzzing. Santana pulled back and reached into her jeans to answer her phone.

"Hey, Quinn Blockbray."

Quinn called. While they were talking, I was thinking about what has just almost happened.

Did she want to kiss me? Did I want to kiss her? I've never kissed anybody before and I barely knew her for a day. It's going so fast and it was so confusing. I don't even know who I am, I just knew I liked Santana. But I didn't want to be too naive and I didn't want to be too fast. Did she like me?

My attention was back on Santana. She finished her call with Quinn.

"Gabray just wanted to check if everything was alright."

"It's perfect," I thought.

"Hey, I know you didn't see a lot today, but I'll take you with me a thousand times just to show you everything," she said comfortingly.

"I'm looking forward to it. Don't tell Quinn, but I'm really glad you went with me. I wanted to get to know you. You seem like a really cool person and everything," I started to blush a little.

Her face lightened up when she heard what I said.

"Thank you," she smiled widely.

I saw in her eyes that she wanted to say more, but she just stuttered, smiled shyly ad said that we should go home.

I agreed and she took me home.

"We need to do this again," she said, but it sounded more like an offer.

"Of course. Looking forward to it."

Definetely the best day of my life, for now.