"Britt, don't go. She'll come around when she cools off," Tina tried to stop me.
I didn't listen and they didn't understand. I needed to talk with Santana. With every second she was farther and more disappointed. I took another step forward when I felt someone's hand on my shoulder.
"Stay here. It's going to rain anyways," Sam locked his blue eyes on mine and made gentle circles on my forearm reassuringly.
Just a second after he said that, I felt a rain drop sliding down my forehead.
"I'm sorry," I lingered a little and then walked through them, running after Santana. She was a black spot in the greenness, still walking fast. Of course, I was running so I was faster. That was kinda the point.
Raindrops were now even thicker and my hair was pretty wet.
"Santana, please," I was breathing hard, I couldn't run anymore.
She turned around, her eyes red and puffed, cheeks flushed. I knew she cried, but I couldn't see it now because her tears mixed with rain. Her head down, avoiding eye contact with me.
"Santana, look at me," I said softly. I didn't move much further, I didn't want to scare her.
She let out a small sob and looked up.
Something broke inside of me. She was looking at me with puppy eyes, her brows furrowed and lips tingling.
I took a deep breath before I said anything. I didn't have anything planned, but I couldn't stand looking at her like this. I wanted to fix things.
"Why?" She said, almost inaudibly. The rain was too loud.
I didn't quite understand her so I stepped closer and tilted my head.
"Why?" She looked up and stared right into my eyes. Her voice was more confident. I couldn't lie to her even if I tried my best.
"I'm sorry! I was just… upset… and hurt. And it came out of nowhere," I tried.
"Really? Out of nowhere? That guy was all over you since since you've came here!" She yelled through the pouring rain.
"He just wanted to be to be nice." I defended myself.
"Oh, please, he just wanted to get in your pants. I guess he got what he wanted," She turned around and started walking again.
"Well, at least he had guts to do it!" I yelled after her and regretted saying that just one second after.
She stopped walking, still not turning around. I couldn't bare the silence between us, except the rain.
"It would have had end up differently today, but I guess I'm not good enough for you" I stated.
Finally, she turned around, coming back to the place she was standing before.
"What?" She asked, her face surprised.
"I thought you liked me. I thought I had a chance, but no. After everything that you said, everything you did, I really thought we were making it somewhere. That night when we went to movies, I thought it meant something. I thought it meant for you just as much as it meant for me. Do you even understand how much I like you? I've never felt this way about anyone before, ever. This is the first thing I thought I could get right, I guess it was the first thing I cared about, but now I lost it. For the first time, I thought I actually fell for someone who fell for me too. God, how could I be so stupid?" My voice trembled.
"You're not stupid," Santana said softly, taking a step forward towards me.
"Of course I'm not," I replied sarcastically.
"You're not, believe me. I like you so much, but I was afraid to say it," She said. But I couldn't believe her.
"I can't! Yeah, I guess you weren't afraid to talk with Jesse about it yesterday," I said bitterly. My jealousy was overwhelming me.
"What?"
"Don't pretend like it was nothing. I saw you two kissing yesterday in his room," I said bluntly, a little annoyed by her puzzled look.
"Oh my God." She started laughing.
"I'm glad this is funny to you. At least to someone it is," I turned around and started walking back, so pissed off.
"Britt!" She screamed through the rain and pulled my arm from behind. I looked down to her, waiting for an explanation.
"It wasn't like you think it was. After you left, he just flew right by my side, grabbed my face and kissed me. I slapped him the moment after," Santana said honestly.
That made sense. He was kinda pissed when he went downstairs to check up on me and when I came back, Santana wasn't there.
"Whatever, I still saw the way you two tease and look at each other. It was obvious something was going on. That still didn't mean that you didn't like him and that you don't want to be with him," I was really stubborn and my clothes were now soaking wet.
"I was hurt. And disappointed. And I don't even know how is that even possible when I've known you for, like, a week. I shouldn't be feeling anything for you, but I do. And that won't change, even if I wanted it to. That was my first kiss, you know." I looked down at my feet.
I didn't hear any response of her so I continued.
"I've only kissed him back because I thought he could fix me. But it even fucked me up harder than I was. I didn't want my first kiss to be that way. But there's nothing I can do about it now, you've chosen him."
"Shut up!" Her voice echoed through the rain.
Her lips crashed into mine as she ran into me, one of her hands on my hip, pulling my waist into hers till our bodies became one, while the other cupped my cheek. As I slowly parted my lips, her silky tongue gently massaged mine. She pulled back just for a second to catch her breath and I used the moment, desperate to taste her again. Her lips slightly parted in surprise, allowing me to gently suck on her bottom lip, my tongue flicking over it. She tasted sour and sweet, just like rain; and she even smelled like rain.
The fuzzy feeling travelled from the place on my neck where were her fingers to my lower back. Something in my stomach knotted and I felt my cheeks burning the same way my lips did. As my fingers gently moved to the back of her neck, I felt her whole body shiver. Her skin was smooth and soft, despite how soaked she was.
She was the first one who broke the kiss, slowly pulling away her head, but didn't pulled back from my arms.
"I don't wanna go back," she mumbled, her face burried in the crook of my neck.
"Let's just stay here for a while. I'll tower over you," I said, still processing what just happened, as I gripped my arms even tighter around her.
"Happy birthday!" I squinted through the one eye, feeling blonde locks tickling my face before a kiss on the cheek.
"Sweet 17!" Quinn screamed enthusiastically again, getting off of bed, throwing the clothes on me.
"Thanks!" I stood up and rubbed my eyes to see clearly.
"What the fuck?" I said when my vision cleared.
The whole room was in a mess, I've never seen it that way. Quinn always kept everything clean, but now it looked like a bomb fell there. Clothes were all over the bed, on the floor, even on the windowsill. It was everywhere except in the closet.
"This is a big day! The rest of the company and myself planned a birthday party for you. Tonight we're going to Finn's grandma's house. Sugar and Puck are the best party goers here and they're awesome, you're going to love it. We planned it since the first day you've arrived." Quinn said happily.
"Tonight, we are young, so let's set the world on fire!" I sang loudly, hoping that no one is sleeping.
"We can burn brighter than the sun!" Quinn joined me with a grin on her face.
When I dressed up and brushed my teeth, her and I went down for a breakfast. The last one to congratulate me was my grandpa.
"Happy birthday pumpkin! I can't give you your present now, you'll have to wait till tonight," He winked.
"Thanks grandpa! I think that being here was the best present I could get anyways," I kissed him on the cheek, everyone else let out a small "aw" and clapped.
When Quinn and I finished our breakfast, we went to her room again.
"Where is Santana? I didn't hear from her since we all went to play paintball," I noticed.
"I called her that night when we got home because I forgot my hat and we talked. She was really high-pitched and she talked really fast, I couldn't understand anything. She was, like, hyperventilating about something. She didn't want to tell me anything, yet. The only thing I understood was something with the Notebook, though. Do you know what's the thing with her?" Quinn sighed.
"I really don't know," I put on my best liar face and shrugged.
"We'll see tonight," I continued and Quinn nodded. "Yeah, I guess."
She was happy? She couldn't talk properly? That was a good thing, right? That must've meant that she liked the kiss. Liked me. Of course, I couldn't stop thinking about that day. I kept replaying it in my head every night till I fell asleep. It was perfect. As soon as I remembered how her lips brushed against mine, I felt my stomach knot and a warm feeling. I guess that was the thing about butterflies.
"You okay?" Quinn asked.
"Yeah, fine," I guess she noticed my cheeks turning bright red.
"Come on, let's see what you're going to wear tonight," We dived into the ocean of clothes.
After a two hour investigation, we found a perfect outfit. She's going to borrow me her yellow dress with a white bow around the waist. It wasn't too long, nor too shirt. It was somewhere just a little above my knees. The yellow straps really looked great on my toned skin.
"And you're done," She said as she put a yellow headband on my hair.
"You're gorgeous," She said honestly and smiled widely.
"Thank you so much," I answered shyly.
"Here we are. Santana, Rachel, Sam, Mike, Tina, Finn, Sugar, Puck, Mercedes, Kurt and Jesse are already inside. So is your surprise. Well, more like a surprise in a surprise," Quinn stated with a mysterious grin on her face.
It was a medium sized house mostly made of wood with a big pool behind and a pool house. It was something like a weekend cottage, just perfect for parties like this. The music was already blasting.
"And don't worry, there will be us only, we didn't invite any strangers. This is your night," Quinn explained.
As we walked towards the door, a boy with a mohawk was waiting for us on the porch.
"Happy birthday!" He congratulated me and kissed me just on the corner of my lips.
"I'm Puck." he said with a smirk.
"Nice to meet you," I said.
He seemed like a nice guy, or he wouldn't throw a party for a stranger like me, but he was a little too forward. But good looking, I must say.
A boy and a girl walked out of the door to say hi.
"Hi, I'm Sugar and this is my brother Finn," the girl smiled widely. She was a little shorter than me, just like Santana, and had a big toothy grin and a brown hair. She seemed like a crazy person. I mean crazy in an awesome way.
Finn was very tall, he was taller for a head than me. He smiled nervously as he let out his hand to congratulate him. He seemed sweet, though.
"Let me show you around the house before we get to your birthday present," He offered.
The house was even more pretty from the inside. It was really warm and friendly. It maybe looked small from the outside, but it had a lot of room on the inside.
"If you need anything, just ask someone. This house is like an other home to all of us. And yours too now," He smiled.
"Thanks, you guys are so sweet. Thank you," I returned a smile.
"We're heading to the pool house now, but I need to put this velvet around your eyes so you can't see the surprise."
"Okay, lead me," He took my hand and I followed him. He opened the door and said.
"Okay, you can take the velvet off now."
"Happy birthday!" Everybody yelled in unison, gathered on the couch and around it. Everyone came to hug and kiss me.
"Oh my God," I said when I saw the last person who walked towards me.
"Happy birthday Britt!" He said as he pulled me in a tight hug.
"Oh my God, I still can't believe. Blaine! What are you doing here?" I shrieked happily.
"I came to visit my best friend for her birthday. You know, it's lonely in Lima without you," he said honestly.
Blaine Anderson was my best friend. We've known each other since we were 3 and we lived in the same neighbourhood. He wasn't like other guys and I wasn't like other girls, so we were getting along pretty well. Our parents were also best friends and we went together in school. He had brown curly hair and brown eyes. His white smile revealed a big kid in him, although he was 17. We were similar at that point. He always dressed nicely, different like everybody else, but much prettier. He's worn sweaters and jeans, a lot of times with a bow around his neck.
"But, how did you end up here?" I said and the moment after, I realized.
"You guys did this for me?" I still couldn't believe how awesome were they.
"Yeah, pretty much," I looked around the pool house and saw Santana smirking proudly.
"We've known Blaine from the soccer tournaments. He had a tournament this week and Mike ran into him and now here he is.
"Thank you so much, this is the best birthday ever!" I felt a happy tear in my eye.
"Now, let's party!" I screamed and everybody let out a lot of "woo-hoos."
Tina turned up the music and we danced. I drank some alcohol, everyone did. But no one was vomitting or anything like that yet, we were just very enthusiastic.
"Who wants to play spin the bottle?" Puck yelled, trying to overrule the music.
"Me!" Rachel was the first one and after her everybody gathered in the circle on the floor, next to the couch. We were so drunk and we wanted to have fun.
"Oh, this is going to be interesting," I thought.
"Okay, so who's spinning first?" Puck asked.
"I'll do it," Mercedes offered.
The bottle was spinning fast on the floor. One side was directed to Jesse and the other to Quinn.
"No, yuck. Come on, he's my brother," Quinn said with a disgusted look.
"Whom you love very much," Jesse teased.
"Not that much," She replied back.
"Okay, okay. I'll do it again," Mercedes said.
This time, one side was pointing at Rachel and the other one at Quinn. At the realization, everyone tried to suppress their laughter, including me. They weren't that subtle as they thought they were.
Quinn and Rachel crawled in to the middle of the circle while everybody cheered for them.
Quinn looked around herself shyly before she locked her eyes on Rachel, who already had her eyes closed.
I thought it was going to be a quick peck. I didn't know, I've never played this with real kissing, we only kissed on cheek.
I've never seen this Quinn. The way she giggled in Rachel's lips just before she closed the distance, her hand slipping under Rachel's shirt. Rachel wrapped her arms around Quinn's neck. The longer they were kissing, the louder we cheered.
When they finally broke the kiss, Rachel took the bottle, her cheeks pinkish and her smile wide, and spun it.
"Tina and Jesse!"
They replaced Quinn and Rachel in the middle. Jesse cupped Tina's face just the way he did with Santana's when I saw them. I looked in front of me and found Santana already glancing at me, smiling reassuringly.
"More, more!" Puck yelled, taking another sip from the bottle of beer.
Jesse spun the bottle.
"Britt and Rachel!" The cheering went loud again.
I looked at Santana again, somehow wanting to get an approval from her. And I did. She nodded and I slowly crawled in the middle, with Rachel already waiting. I didn't even get to close my eyes because Rachel already pulled my face towards her and slipped her tongue inside my mouth. I kissed her back, still pretty drunk. Rachel was just about to deepen the kiss when we heard two girls yelling.
"Hey, eaaaasy!" Quinn warned.
"No me gusta!" Santana waved her hand around our faces, distracting us. I pulled back, my cheeks burning.
"Some of you are really on fire tonight," Finn noticed and others agreed.
"Let's take a break and cool off, literally," Sugar offered, but I didn't quite understand.
"So, who's going in first?" Mike asked.
"Our victor should have this honor," Blaine grinned and everyone stood up, walking towards me, their eyes sparkling widely.
This chapter is a little longer than the previous ones, but it's okay. Guys, I'm loving your reviews, it means so much! And I'm really glad you think this story is cool, I'm really trying my best. Who's excited for tonight's Props/Nationals episodes? :D I love you all, there will be a lot of stuff going on here so stay tuned :D