A/N: Thank you for the reviews and follows and favorites.
However, I was informed by some guest reviewer that my plot for this sequel is cheap and disappointing. I'm sorry you think so but it's not finished yet. And nobody is perfect. But thank you for your feedback and I'm really glad you liked LAFAW so much.
LAFAW was my first real fic and I'm really proud of it. I'm so happy so many of you hung in with me the whole time with that one and I want you to do the same for me on this one. Please stay with me people! I have an amazing beta and the later part of this fic will not be disappointing. Nothing will be like LAFAW, but you guys wanted a sequel and I'm giving you one.
With that said, I appreciate all the love for the people who review. And I really hope you enjoy this chapter. It gets us back to Brittana.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters.
Brittany stayed true to her word and sent Santana white roses and a new letter and song every day.
On the twelfth day Jeremy, the messenger, knocked on Quinn's front. And when she answered the door, he was holding the usual black envelope with a dozen white roses incased in a red vase. Santana allowed herself to smile. The growing amount of flowers somehow relieved the separation she was feeling from Brittany. She figured Brittany's gestures were comforting and reassuring.
"Thank you Jeremy." He was a lot less nervous these days and nodded before turning to leave.
She shut the door and placed the vase on the kitchen table. Quinn walked out of her room and gave Santana a wink. "You know if you two don't made nice soon, I'm gonna quit law school and become a florist."
"Shut up. And we have made nice. We're just taking time. How many times do I have to tell people that?" She huffed and plugged the flash drive into her computer.
"How much more time do you need Santana? I meant what I said about you staying here, but however difficult this is for you, it's probably equally as hard on her. And she's spending a lot of money on those roses." Quinn sat down next to her. "Don't you think you should at least call her?"
Santana huffed and sat back, crossing her arms over her chest. She stayed quiet and Quinn leaned her head forward and pressed a hand behind her ear. Santana rolled her eyes "Fine. I'll call her." Quinn smirked happily and got up.
"I have a date. I'll be back later." Santana laughed at her as she fixed her hair in the mirror by the door.
"With who?" Quinn turned towards her and put a hand on her hip.
"That's none of your business."
"And yet you meddle in my business all the time." Quinn quirked her eyebrows.
"That's because you're just being stubborn at this point. And correct me if I'm wrong, but you and Brittany are engaged. This is a first date. Very spontaneous if you must know." Santana rolled her eyes, playfully.
"Well, have fun on you oh so spontaneous date with your mystery person." Quinn waved her hand as she opened the door and before closing it yelled out "Call her"
Santana resumed what she was doing and opened up her daily song selection from Brittany. She was surprised to see two songs in the folder this time.
She clicked the first one.
Someday you'll make a promise
Yeah one you'll wanna keep
There will never be a question love
You're making it with me
No one said that it'd be easy
When trouble comes around
I will never let you fall dear
And you will never let me down
Our jobs are taking over
The world's become so hard
We will learn as we grow older
We're stronger than they are
It's gonna be a long, hard ride
It's gonna be a long, hard ride
But I'll be there
Just love me forever
Just love me forever
Santana sniffed and let out a shaky breath. The lyrics to that song hit her hard. She closed that window and opened the next song.
This one was a lot more up tempo and Santana appreciated that.
This might be my last chance
So maybe I should take it?
I just hope you're listening
To everything I'm saying
I miss the long drives, the car rides
The bad fights, the good times
The way you make me feel
Will never leave my mind
Think of you later in my empty room
Where I, I will fall asleep alone
Think of you later in my empty room
Where I, I will fall asleep alone
So quit your cryin'
And wipe the tears from your eyes
'Cause this is 'See you later'
I'm not into goodbyes
Watch the brake lights
As I leave your drive-way
The warm nights will stay beside me
No matter where I go
Santana closed her laptop and sat in silence, rerunning the lyrics to that song in her head. All of the songs thus far had been sweet and related to the, I miss you theme, but these two really impacted Santana. Brittany was telling her she would wait forever and she knew that one day Santana and her would be together again.
She picked up her phone and dialed Brittany's number from heart. It rung two times before she picked up on the other end. "Hello?"
"Hey Britt." She spoke softly and she could practically see Brittany drop whatever she was doing.
"Santana, hey. Is everything okay?" Santana smiled at Brittany's concern.
"Yeah I'm fine, everything's okay. I just um…I really needed to hear your voice." She could feel Brittany's smile for however far away they were. "Do you think we could meet up somewhere and talk?"
"I'd love that. How about Central Park around six?"
"Sound perfect. I'll see you then." Santana let out a sigh of content and heard Brittany do the same.
"See you then." Santana dropped the phone from her ear missing the, I love you Brittany said before the line went dead.
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At six o'clock she found herself in Central park nervously sitting on the edge of the fountain. Their fountain. Her hands stroked the material of her shirt and she was tapping her foot rapidly against the ground.
Her eyes met Brittany's as she looked up. They both smiled at each other and Santana stood up to greet her. Brittany stood a couple of feet away, not sure what kind of contact Santana wanted. But she reassured her a hug was fine by nodding her head to the side.
Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana's waist as Santana wrapped hers around Brittany's waist. She let out a sigh against Brittany's chest as she held her and then pulled back.
"Hey" She whispered out and Brittany smiled at her.
"Hey." She gestured for them to sit down and they did, facing each other. "I'm really happy you called Santana."
Santana nodded and smiled. The shine on Brittany's face was worth the fear of seeing her again. She would do anything to keep that.
"Britt, those songs you sent me today…they really got to me. And I realized that all the time we're spending apart isn't going to make things better. You're just gonna keep waiting and I'm just going to keep missing you. The roses and songs and letters are so sweet and thoughtful, but they're not you. And that's all I really want is you. But Britt, I want to take things with us slow."
Brittany smiled and let Santana know she understood by grabbing her hand. "Clean slate?"
"Clean slate." Santana repeated as in confirmation.
"Is asking you on a date for tomorrow night too fast?" Santana grinned and Brittany squeezed her hand.
"Depends on the date?" Santana softly shrugged.
"I can't tell you the details, but nothing extravagant, promise."
"Okay." Brittany grinned. The spark in her eyes that Santana had been missing since she came back was returning and that made her happy.
"I'll pick you up around four, is that okay?" Santana nodded.
"I just need to be back before like nine because I have to study. Midterms are coming up. I should actually get going now. I have paper due tomorrow that I need to finish."
Brittany frowned in the slightest and let go of Santana's hand. "I'll see you tomorrow then."
Santana stood up and Brittany followed. They walked back to the front of the park and traded small talk as they went. But this time it was anything but awkward. They were back to their sly little jokes and Santana found herself craving Brittany's laugh.
When they reached the street, Santana waved a goodbye to Brittany, but Brittany grabbed her hand and stepped closer. "Is it too fast to ask for a kiss? On the cheek?" Santana ducked her head and smiled widely.
"I think it's just fast enough." Brittany leaned over and left a lingering kiss on Santana's tanned cheek. She stroked her thumb over it as she pulled away.
"Goodnight Santana"
"Goodnight Britt."
They parted after staring at each other for another few seconds.
Santana couldn't stop smiling the whole way home.
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Songs used: I'll be there by Brighten. And Think of you later by Every Avenue. There amazing songs, I suggest you check them out!