Here's the stitch, I'll be updating Chasing Pavements alternately with Romantically Speaking every few days until I finish them. That I can guarantee you all. Sorry, just really excited to make the sequel to LoA.
Song used is "Tonight (Best you ever had)" by John Legend. Check it out if you can! :)
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"Sugar, will you ever let me sleep? I've been awake for almost three days already. I've probably drank more coffee than a whole Starbucks branch on a busy morning. I think we've gone through my whole wardrobe with all the interviews you're getting me." Santana huffs as they are both seated at the back seat of their ride.
"You'll get to sleep when you're dead, Lopez." Sugar replies nonchalantly while looking at her phone.
Santana groans and mindlessly pouts at her agent who only gives her a look before sighing in defeat. "Just one more thing this morning, filming for that Fallon guesting tonight then another live guesting tomorrow morning and you finally get the rest of the day off tomorrow."
"Yes, finally!" Santana cheers and Sugar rolls her eyes at her.
She looks out by the window as she breathes a sigh of relief. It's been exactly three days since that day they had a meeting at Holiday Records and of course, the day she and Brittany found each other again.
Brittany.
Just hearing or saying the blonde's name makes Santana grin like an idiot. Who ever thought that she'll see the girl again? Seriously. She probably has a bigger chance of winning the freaking lottery before than actually stumbling upon Brittany like this now.
However, Santana's smile falters at the thought that they really haven't gone on that catch-up date yet because of her unbelievably busy schedule. She doesn't even know if she'll see her again today. Or this week. Maybe she should just call her since Brittany dropped her a message the other day to say hi. Santana sighs. She'll do that later as soon as she finishes all her duties for today. The brunette thinks.
"What exactly is this thing I'll be doing next?" The singer asks as she checks her phone.
Sugar looks up for a second. "We'll shoot the music video for your second single. You're gonna be doing some dancing today."
"Hey, Brittany! You ready for today?" Sugar exclaims upon entering the studio where they'll be filming Santana's music video.
Brittany looks up from the floor where she's stretching out her muscles. She can't help but frown a little when she sees that Santana's nowhere to be seen at the moment.
"Hey, Sugar! Everything's good. The main girl knows the routine by heart now, so we'll just run one with Santana before we shoot it." She utters happily upon standing up.
Sugar nods and they engage in a short conversation until a figure on Brittany's right catches her attention. She turns her head and sees Santana, dress in a tight black tank top and leggings for the dance rehearsal, catching her glance at the exact same moment.
Suddenly, everyone and everything in the room becomes irrelevant. Like nothing else matters at all. Everything that Sugar has been going on and about doesn't register at all. Santana smiles widely at her as she approaches them and Brittany returns it almost instantly. Santana thinks that this beautiful blonde in front of her, wearing leggings and a tight midriff blouse that shows off those awesome abs, could not be more perfect right now.
"Hi." Santana almost whispers when she reaches their spot.
"Hi." Brittany replies, still with the same smile.
They stay like that for a moment. Just staring at the other in awe and something they couldn't explain and put into words.
"Uh.. Hello. I'm still here?" Sugar exclaims, effectively getting them out of their trance as both girls try to awkwardly look at anywhere but the other. Sugar rolls her eyes at them while smirking. "Keep it in your pants until we finish here." She adds before walking away and shaking her head.
Both women awkwardly watch her walk away for a few seconds before looking back at one another again.
"So.. Uh.. The-" Santana trails off.
"Y-Yeah.. How—" Brittany mentions almost the exact same time, making them chuckle.
"So, u-uhmm.. How are you? D-did you get my.." The blonde smiles shyly.
"I did, actually." Santana nods and Brittany bites her lip, trying to decode her statement. Upon realizing what she just said, Santana holds up her hands in defense. "N-no! Everything's just crazy but I really meant to call you."
"I understand, Santana. You really don't have to explain anything." Brittany waves her hand in disregard which seemingly makes everything right between them.
They share another moment with no one speaking, just looking and grinning like smitten teenagers before snapping out of it when someone shouts through the loudspeaker something that they didn't actually comprehend but was sure that it meant something.
"So, I believe you'll teach me some parts of the dance?" Santana grins.
"That's about accurate." The blonde replies with a tight lipped smile.
"Well, then." Santana clasps her hands together. "Let's get to work." She adds with a wink directed at the blonde which makes the girl blush.
"No! This is not good! Where did you get this girl?! She's supposed to be seducing Santana and I'm just not getting anything from this! A test tube with water in it has more chemistry than what these two have!" Jessie St. James, the music video director, huffs over the loudspeaker. "Everybody take five! Santana go over some steps with Brittany on that club scene we need to shoot next. And Brittany, can you deal with that girl? Just. Please." He adds while rolling his eyes.
Brittany nods and sighs as she walks over towards Santana, who by the way, looks smoking right now in a red dress that is barely leaving anything to the imagination. If Brittany is going to be honest, her imagination is going into overdrive right now with naughty thoughts regarding Santana and a bed. Actually, a bed is definitely optional.
"You look smoking, Britt." Santana voices out as she not-so-subtly checks out Brittany in those damn tight leggings. The blonde blushes and desperately tries to hide it from a visibly amused Santana.
Brittany clears her throat. "Y-Yeah. So, how about we practice those steps right now where we'll shoot it." Santana smirks to herself and nods as she motions for Brittany to lead towards the set.
They proceed to rehearse some of the routine innocently. At first. Because as soon as they reach the second part where Brittany basically strips for Santana, things get heated. The stares get intense. The touching turns into almost groping. And well, the subtle flirting is thrown right out the window in those first ten seconds that they've doing the dance.
The set looks like a VIP room in a club. Santana's routine consists of using a ton of freestyling and twirling while groping Brittany. Not a bad job to have. Brittany suddenly leans closer and goes down on Santana to do some routine moves, surprising her even if she's aware that's part of the dance. She only snaps out of it when Brittany appears again and grinds her ass on Santana while the latter's job is to act cool about it.
Brittany turns and spins Santana around then pulls her closer, taking the brunette by surprise. Santana remembers what the dancer taught her awhile ago and leads Brittany to a leather black sofa while holding her on the lower back as their staring match intensifies. In one swift motion, Brittany switches them and forcefully pushes Santana to sit on the couch.
The next few seconds were kind of a blur to Santana as she tries to regain her breathing or more like her consciousness. What she does remember is Brittany opening her legs while she's in between them, the blonde snaking upwards all over her, and Brittany resting her face in front of Santana while smirking. Brittany turns one last time and ends up straddling Santana on the chair for the last move while moving her hips up and down, basically drying humping the singer. As soon as they finish the routine for this club scene, Brittany hungrily stares into Santana's eyes as the singer bites her lip and leans towards the dancer for an almost kiss.
"That one!" A voice shouts from across the studio.
The voice pulls them back to reality and both girls turn their heads to see that everyone's eyes are on them, seemingly for the whole routine.
"Can everyone see this? Just looking at these two girls will make any girl's ovaries explode!" The director yells and everyone nods their heads in agreement.
In a moment of sudden realization of how close they are, the fact that Brittany's straddling Santana on a chair, the dancer blushes heavily and hurriedly gets off Santana while biting her lip as she stands up.
"I want that! Brittany, I want you take over for the whole shoot. Can you do it?" Jessie exclaims. Brittany glances at Santana and contemplates it for a second before finally agreeing. She really doesn't have a choice either way. Within a second, hairdressers grab her from the stage and into the dressing room.
Santana barely contained her excitement.
This is fucking torture, both of them thought in unison.
It's just dancing, yes. But this kind of close just gives Brittany only so much self-control not to pounce on Santana in front of these many people. She's dancing for the girl of her dreams in a sweaty studio with just the two of them in it while everyone's eyes are watching their every move. Even she can't deny the undeniable chemistry between them when she saw a take on the screen a while ago.
Santana, on the other hand, is having her own crisis. Brittany is freaking half-naked. Well, she's imagined it before but come on, this is real life now! The girl is literally right in front of her and dancing circles in her spot while half-naked. And to say that the singer's job is to seduce the camera and mouth the lyrics to her song, add the fact that this is the third take she's messed up because she's been forgetting the words she wrote herself, is just making her dizzy with how bad of a job she's doing right now. Plus, Brittany's abs. Wow. So fucking distracting.
"Cut!" Jessie yells. Santana groans to herself because she knows that she's messed up yet again when Brittany made this routine move from a while ago where the blonde kneeled and opened Santana's legs with the dancer between them. It basically made the brunette's imagination go crazy, resulting in her fumbling with the words to her own damn song.
"Santana, what is going on there?!" The director huffs and Santana sighs deeply.
"I know, I know. Let's just go through it again one last time." She replies and everyone scrambles to prepare everything for another take again.
"Hey, you okay?" Brittany speaks in between catching her breath.
Santana forces a smile because she's seriously not okay with how close the distance is between them. "Yeah, I'm good."
The blonde gives Santana a look while she wipes some sweat away from her body. "Can I ask you something?" The brunette raises both eyebrows as she motions for her to continue. "What is the song about?"
Santana purses her lips. "It's about seducing someone and proclaiming that you'll be the best they'll ever have."
"Then do it."
"W-What?"
"I mean, let's go crazy with seducing each other and the camera on screen. I'm pretty sure we're gonna hit it right out of the park."
Santana stares at her and smiles at the blonde's words. "That's a great idea. You're a genius, Britt." The blonde blushes at the nickname but nevertheless returns the smile and they're once again locked in one of those moments that Sugar will pretty much tease them for. So, before it gets out of hand, Brittany turns around and slowly walks away to refill her water bottle while wearing those goddamn high heels. She chuckles when she gets wind of her reflection at the other side of the studio, only wearing a black outfit that's barely covering anything.
The blonde catches Santana's reflection as well and the butterflies in her stomach flutter when she sees the brunette's eyes all on her with a dopey smile on her face. She contemplates about something. Seriously thinking about whether she should just say it right now. Maybe it's too early or it's not the right time to ask her yet. You know what? To hell with it. Brittany thinks. That's exactly the point, you see. She thinks too much to live within the moment.
Brittany turns around and walks towards Santana again, surprising the girl since she's still unconsciously and embarrassingly staring at Brittany.
"Do you remember that catch-up thing I asked you about last time?" Brittany rambles on nervously.
"Yeah—" Santana was barely able to answer when Brittany cuts her yet again.
"Wanna do that over drinks later? After this shoot? I don't know. U-Uh.. Alcohol or coffee. Depends on what you prefer. Or maybe smoothies." Brittany awkwardly grins and Santana's left to stare at her curiously. The silence makes Brittany nervous and she's about to say something to save herself when Santana chuckles.
"Did I say something funny?" It doesn't come out as a snap but more of a genuine curiosity.
Santana amusingly shakes her head while doing that smile she's pretty sure is only reserved for Brittany. "I'd love to."
"Cool!" She exclaims a little too loud for her liking before clearing her throat. "It's a date then."
Santana's eyebrows shoot up while Brittany's eyes widen after realizing the meaning of her words. "No! I mean, like just a date. Appointment. N-No, definitely not like an appointment. Just a friendly date. Between you know, u-uh friends." She rambles and Santana's more amused now than ever. The fatigue and feeling of being extremely sleepy from travelling around the country and working relentlessly for three consecutive days is suddenly nonexistent because of the scene before her. She even feels weirdly recharged.
Thankfully, Jessie calls them to continue shooting and Brittany is more than relieved by that. They both take to their respective positions again and do a couple more takes until they're finished. Needlessly to say, they flawlessly ace the remainder of the shoot.
Both women are finally able to breathe normally after that. Well, for a little while that is.
Damn that undeniable chemistry.
They agreed to meet up in this uptown bar just a couple of blocks away from Holiday Records after the shoot for some catch up over drinks. Santana called not too long ago, saying that she's just getting caught up in some quick meeting with her agent and will be over in a little while. They're due to start some rehearsals the day after tomorrow for Santana's upcoming live performances too. The blonde, still not over the shock of being thrown headfirst so fast into things, must admit that all this excites her a lot.
"Hey! Really sorry I'm late. Sugar won't let me go." Santana blurts out upon approaching Brittany at the bar as she quickly takes off her coat. The blonde just stares at her in awe, almost a little too starstrucked at how amazing the Latina looks in her tight white dress. "Hey, Britt. You okay?"
"I-I'm s-sorry. W-what was that?" Brittany mumbles, a little bit dazed. She subtly checks out herself a little and kind of regrets wearing a casual sweater and black skinny jeans instead of something to show her curves off. Well, if she's going to be honest, she knows she looks pretty damn good. Those abs don't miraculously form themselves.
Santana chuckles and calls the bartender for a Heineken and another glass of wine for the blonde. "Nothing. I'm here now, that's all that matters, right?"
"Y-yeah." Brittany clears her throat. "S-so.. Uh.. Are you comfy here? Do you want to go someplace else or-"
"Hey, relax there, will ya?" The brunette smirks and looks around to see a few people looking and pointing at her. "A more hidden spot would be nice though. I don't want people coming up to interrupt us."
Soon, they were transferred to a hidden corner of the bar where people can barely see them. At first, things were quite awkward but Santana took the lead.
"So, how are you? It's been a while." Santana smiles while taking a swig.
"All over the globe, actually. I pursued my dreams. Danced for a couple of big names then went to work at the West End. I came back for the huge offer since I've been thinking on settling here in New York and establishing a dance studio." Brittany grins.
"Wow, that's awesome! How a-about the.. Uhmm.." The brunette clears her throat. "T-the ex-fiancée? D-did you girls like, get back.."
The blonde squints her eyes at first but instantly knew where Santana was heading. "Oh! N-no. The last I've seen her was a few months after we met."
"Cool." Santana smiles inwardly.
"How about you? I see that time has done you good."
"Well, you could say that. All those hard work of starting from the bottom of the food chain in a music label finally paid off."
Brittany smiles. "That's really good to hear. H-how about the ex-fiancée?"
"Last I've heard was that her girlfriend left her for someone younger."
Brittany chuckles. "Karma's a bitch, huh?"
"Karma was actually the name of the girl who left her. Believe it or not." Santana smirks and they both laugh at the exchange.
They continue to catch up about everyhting like they're old friends. Laughing and just being comfortable around each other. Both of them wondering how it's possible for them to feel that way around someone who they barely know. It's as if they don't have to do anything but let the chemistry between them do all the work.
Three beers and a couple glasses of wine later, a buzzed Santana looks at her phone to see a couple of messages from Sugar and realizes that time flew by a little too fast because as much as she hates this, it's time to go someplace else. Brittany agreed to call it a night but the brunette has other plans.
"Britt, where are you going?" Santana asks curiously when Brittany starts to fumble for her keys as soon as they exit the bar.
"Uhmm.. Home?" An equally buzzed Brittany says, confused. The singer chuckles and holds out her hand for the dancer.
"Come on, we're going to be late!" Santana exclaims.
Brittany hesitantly takes it and they weave through the crowd hand-in-hand without the awkwardness until they reach a familiar studio building. The blonde didn't have time to ask questions anymore with how fast things are going for her. Next thing she knows, she's sitting with the audience watching a stunning, made up Santana doing an interview with Jimmy Fallon on stage.
"So, where did the inspiration for your second single, 'Tonight (Best you ever had)' come from?" Jimmy says.
"Oh, you know. Maybe personal experience?" Santana says with a mischievous grin. The host and audience instantly erupts with a lot of 'Woah's.
"Interesting, Santana. I bet the whole Bisexual and Lesbian community's keen on knowing that."
Santana laughs. "You'd have to join me in the great dark side to understand, Jimmy. Like I always say, the only straight I am, is straight up bitch." Once again, the host and audience cracks up. Brittany sits there, amazed at how charismatic the brunette is in front of the camera but can be totally sweet behind it.
"How about your first single, 'Lay Me Down'? This one's a little mellow. It's one of my favorite songs right now and I gotta ask, can I keep this album with me? All you people just have to wait for tomorrow's release!" Jimmy grins and Santana laughs. Everyone in the studio cheers.
"That's yours, Jimmy. And thank you!" Santana smiles. "It's actually a song I made after meeting someone one night. I thought I wouldn't see her again, so I wrote this for her. Like a love letter." The brunette looks at Brittany and smirks while Brittany gulps loudly upon hearing those words. The audience breaks out into several "awws".
"Wow. That's awesome. How you found her yet?"
"Actually, Jimmy. I have." Everyone immediately swoons and a couple of 'oohs' and 'aahs' are being thrown from all over the studio. Brittany sees Santana still staring at her before turning her attention back to the host.
"Oh my god! That is so cool! Is she dating somebody?"
"I hope she isn't!" Santana jests while throwing a quick wink at Brittany. "Three years is an awfully long time to wait for another chance again." The brunette mutters as she gives Brittany one of those smiles absolutely reserved only for her.
After talking some more and performing "Tonight", filming for the episode came to an end. They're now walking down the streets of New York on their way home in silence with a good distance between them when Santana speaks up.
"So…" She trails off without looking at the blonde.
"I know that you're tired, Santana. Your eyes are just begging to close themselves." Brittany utters with a shy smile.
The brunette chuckles and finally looks at her. "Yeah. I'll finally get to sleep for a few hours before doing that interview tomorrow. You'll be performing with me, right?"
Brittany nods and they continue to walk in silence for the next couple of minutes until they reach the blonde's apartment building.
"So, this is me." The blonde exclaims and they both stop in their tracks. "You were amazing a while ago."
"Of course. I could say the same for you. I mean, doing that video." Santana chuckles and they stare at each other, just looking into the other's eyes. "I had a really great time."
Brittany smiles. She wants to say something but she's unsure about it. Was that a date a while ago? She really couldn't just ask Santana since that would be freaking awkward. Right? Nah, it's not a date. Maybe.
"Are you okay?" Santana calls out in front of her.
"Huh?" Brittany mutters under her breath, confused.
"You spaced out or something. Like you're contemplating life and death." Santana comments with a big grin.
Brittany waves her hand in disregard. "Oh, it's nothing." She clears her throat. "So, uhmm.. I'll let you go now."
"I hope not." Santana smirks.
"W-What was that?"
"I've been hearing that a lot from you lately." Santana chimes in looking amused. "I'll see you tomorrow morning?"
Brittany nods and bids her goodbye. She proceeds to climb the few steps to her apartment as Santana looks on. The brunette starts walking away with a smile on her face when she hears her name being called out from somewhere. At first, she thought that it's one of those fans or the paps calling her attention and asking for a picture again. But when she hears the voice more clearly the second time around, she turns her head to see an incoming Brittany running towards her from behind.
"Britt, are you okay? Did something happen?"
"No!" Brittany shouts a little too loud taking Santana aback. She stops for a moment to take a breath. "I just had to ask something that's been killing me for the past few minutes." Santana motions for her to continue with so much curiosity.
"Did you mean what you said a while ago? About not waiting for another chance again?"
The brunette gives Brittany a look and glances at the ground for a second before looking back at her. "I did. Every word."
Brittany grins like a giddy schoolgirl and Santana does the same.
"I can't even emphasize how happy it makes me to see you again after all these years." The blonde mutters.
"Likewise, Britt."
Santana grins and those eyes that have been wanting to close for a while now just have stars in them. She takes the plunge and leans towards Brittany for a kiss. The moment their lips touched, Santana could swear that her knees just wanted to give in. It was just one kiss that didn't probably last for more than a few seconds but the both of them know that it's pretty fucking awesome.
They pull apart and look at each other's eyes in a much different way now. Because as much as they'd want to deny this unbelievable chemistry between them, that one kiss just changes the game for them and puts everything in a new perspective.
"Well, I'm not gonna hold you back anymore. Bye, San." Brittany says and Santana playfully raises an eyebrow at her. "I mean, see you later."
"That's more like it." The brunette utters with a wink.
They say their goodbyes and start to walk away from each other. A thought suddenly pops in Santana's head and she stops in her tracks then turn around once again.
"Britt!" She shouts which captures the blonde's attention who's just about to enter her apartment's front door. "Was that a date?"
Brittany genuinely looks at her, curious and confused. "But we didn't have dinner. Aren't dates supposed to start with a dinner?"
Santana chuckles, amused at how cute the blonde is. She nods and waves as she watches Brittany finally enter through the door of her complex with one of the most beautiful smiles ever.
Santana arrives at her own apartment after a couple of minutes, still smiling like an idiot to herself. And her plan to immediately jump into bed upon arriving home? Didn't happen. Because after this day's events, she's literally high without the drugs just thinking about a certain blonde and only fell asleep an hour later with that dopey grin still on her face.
Damn that undeniable chemistry.
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