A/N- So I am hating myself for only being able to update this now, I mean seriously, how can I update when my laptop is broken... Anyways here is chapter 9 and I really hope it makes up for the long wait! x
Chapter 9
When Brittany got home, she was mentally cursing herself for leaving Santana like that. But she just had to get away and for some strange reason, she didn't even know why. The blonde went into her room saw that Quinn wasn't back but she knew that would be the case anyway since her sister always stayed out late on Friday nights. Assuming that Santana was pissed off at her, she decided to quickly write out a text, even if it meant telling a little white lie.
Sorry I had to rush out like that, Quinn's home and she doesn't like me staying out late. (Brittany)
Santana was on her bed still confused with Brittany's actions when her thoughts were disturbed coming from the vibration on her phone.
Its fine, wouldn't want you to get in trouble with the big bad beast now (Santana)
She isn't that bad San, don't worry I'll make it up to you tomorrow (Brittany)
Yeah ok, night! (Santana)
...
"Okay Puck, that's enough for tonight, I should head off''.
"Aw come on baby, twenty more minutes''.
"No seriously...Quinn got up from the bed grabbing her jeans from the floor and putting them back on, "I don't like leaving Britt alone''.
And Puck knew that was the end of the conversation. Whenever Brittany was mentioned, he knew he couldn't ever get Quinn to change her mind.
"Fine but next time, you're going down on me''. Quinn raised one of her eyebrows implying that there was no way she would ever give him a blowjob... "I'm kidding babe, so tell me how the whole 'boyfriend' situation is going with Brittany".
"It's good I guess...I mean she said she likes him and she has been awfully distant from Santana in the last few weeks so I'd say the plan's a success so far". Quinn explained with a rueful smile on her face. She really did enjoy being a bitch, well to Santana anyway.
...
When Quinn got home, she was worried that Brittany would be off spending the night with some loser creep but she felt a massive relief to see her sister all snucked up in bed, quietly snoring away. She kissed her on the forehead and then started getting ready for bed herself.
Brittany was sat on the kitchen table eating a cereal bar whilst attempting to do one of the crosswords in today's paper. Quinn walked in, immediately laughing when she could see the confusion on her sister's face.
"Britt, you're not doing one of them crosswords again are you?''
"Yeah...it's like I don't get what they mean by across and down".
"Leave it, its Saturday morning and there is no way that anyone should be overheating their brain at this time".
"Mmmm...suppose so, Brittany put the paper aside, ''But one of these days, I'll get the hang of it''.
Quinn merely laughed off her sister's comments as she made her way into the living room to watch TV. Brittany followed her in soon after.
As they sat down, Brittany decided now was the best time to tell her. "Sis, I'm off out in an hour or so, won't be home till late-ish''.
Quinn moved her gaze from the TV to her sister. "Oh okay, Sam is it?''
"Uh no, not really, I'm actually spending the day with... ... ... ... erm Mercedes" Brittany struggled to lie and Quinn was unable to pick up on her sister's nervousness. Well that's a first.
"Oh...I didn't know you guys were friends''.
"We're not, no I mean we are but she has immense taste in clothes so yeah".
"Fair enough, well have fun then". Quinn says with the shrug of her shoulders. Brittany wanted to right there and then ask her sister why she had no problems with this yet when Santana was involved, all hell would break loose. But she thought better of it, she just wanted to enjoy today, she had a lot of making up to do since she did kind of mess up the skating trip that was originally planned for only her and Santana.
Ready when you are, meet me by our usual spot (Santana)
Brittany got into Santana's car checking around every second to see whether anyone was watching them (Well Quinn). Once they were out of the neighbourhood, she felt much better.
Santana straight away realized that her blonde friend looked so different today. Unlike during school where she had her hair tied up in a ponytail, she let it out today and even though she wore casual clothes, she looked even hotter. Oh crap, she's supposed to be my friend; I really wish these thoughts would just get the fuck out my head. Santana mentally scolded herself.
"So what's the plan for today'' The brunette asked whilst switching on the CD player on her car music system.
Brittany sighs, "Well we definitely have to do some shopping, otherwise Quinn will know I lied and then I was thinking we could just go to the park?''
"B, how could you even contemplate the park, we aren't 11 you know".
The blonde girl smiles, "Well we're all different, it would be a pretty boring world if we all liked the same things''.
Santana acknowledges this knowing there was indeed truth behind that statement. "Yeah I guess so, but how about we leave that for another time...today I was thinking that we could you know, go on that skating trip that we originally planned".
"Really, but you said you don't like it".
"Granted I don't but sometimes it's not about the places you go to, it's about the company and I'm sure that you'll keep me entertained''.
Brittany through instinct rested her hand on Santana's upper arm, "Aww that's sweet, you think I'm fun'' She teases, making Santana flush.
"Yeah well consider yourself special that I'm going to be allowing you to see me make a fool of myself at my every attempt to skate''.
"Hey, Brittany assures..."I said I'll be there to hold you last time, I meant it". After a minute, Brittany realizes she still has her hand on Santana's arm so she slowly but not harshly breaks the contact.
The best friends spent a good two hours in the mall. Santana found it extremely arousing when they approached the lingerie department; she liked the idea of knowing what style of bra and undies her blonde friend wore. When they got back to the car, she was visibly shocked with the amount Brittany bought.
"B, why oh why did you buy so much, can you not see my one bag''.
"I dunno, there were just a lot of items that appealed to me.''
Not wanting to go any further with the interrogation, Santana just started up the car moving onto their next destination.
...
"Santana are you sure you want to do this, I mean..."
"NO, we're here now, we've given our money so I am not about to chicken out".
"Well...what you waiting for then, come on, chop chop''. Brittany skated onto the ice rink like a fucking natural, she was absolutely flawless, not worried at all about falling over.
Santana was still hovering around, worried about going inside the rink. She was about to go back when she felt a hand on her.
"Where are you going San''
"I was about to just sit down, get these fuckers off my feet and then come back to watch you''. She said simply with no attempt at looking towards Brittany.
"Santana... the blonde says with a small smile on her face, "you're-coming-with-me"
And before the Latina could say anything back, she found herself getting dragged onto the ice rink. Brittany stopped when they got to the middle, moving herself behind her friend.
"Ok, now look, I want you to skate, if you think negatively, then yeah you might fall, be positive"
"I'm not sure, let's just..."
"San, here look...Brittany puts both her arms around the brunette's waist..."I've got you, don't worry".
In seeing that she was firmly grasped by the girl who she was madly falling for, Santana felt a little bit of her confidence shoot up and decided to slowly start moving her feet.
"See that's it...now I'm going to let you go but just keep your balance and you'll get to grips with it". Santana nodded when she saw the grin on Brittany's face and the blonde finally let her go and she was over the moon at the sight that was now in front of her. Santana was skating, she really was.
The brunette had been skating now for the last twenty minutes, without Brittany's help and even decided to challenge her blonde counterpart at whom the better skater was. Obviously Santana regretted it, Brittany was just so many levels above her when it came to skating, she really was a fucking natural. After deciding that they were physically getting tired now, they called it a night hitting one for the fast food joints to order a takeout.
Once the food was bought, the girls went back to Santana's car, sitting at the back, eagerly wanting to dig into the food that they purchased.
"You know...Brittany said taking a bite out of her burger, "You're quite the skater and there were you afraid of falling down''.
Santana laughed, "Well what can I say, I have talents that even I don't know about''.
"Yeah yeah stop being so cocky, remember, you wanted to go back, before I forced you onto that rink".
"Fine you got me there, but thanks a lot B".
"For"
"I've had so much fun, normally my plans consist of drugs or alcohol but today, well I felt happy, normal, it felt good". Santana concluded taking some fries into her mouth whilst leering towards her friend.
Brittany flaunts that cute smile of hers, "well that's what am here for, and just so you know, today was equally as good for me as it was for you".
She continued, "But I really did want to see you fall"...Poking her finger against the brunette's stomach, Santana nudges her back like a baby, "Oi you bitch"
"Just kidding, I would've either ran straight to your side or get one of the kind people to take a pic of you one the floor"
"Brittany...that's just mean".
"Aww is Santana getting upset".
"I'm not; I don't like you no more".
When Santana realized what she had just said, both girls busted into laughter. "Gosh San, such a baby, you know I'd never do anything like that, I could never laugh at your expense".
Santana, who was now adamant that NOW was the right moment, asked Brittany whether she was finished off with her food and quickly discarded of their food by shoving the contents in a plastic bag and getting out of her car to throw it inside the bin. When she came back, she looked into those blue eyes,
"Why?"
Confused, Brittany tilted her head, "Why what Santana?"
"Why would you never want to laugh at my expense"... Brittany saw this as an innocent question; she didn't know the hidden motivations behind it.
"Because, best friends don't do that, I care about you a lot and I just don't want to see you hurt".
A smile crept up on Santana's features, "you're amazing you know that, I...She was cut off when Brittany flickered something off her hair. "Sorry, there was a fly there I think, well yeah I'm sure it was". She was about to take her hand away from the Latina's dreadlocks when Santana slowly moved her arm towards Brittany's wrists, inching their head ever so closely.
Oh my god, why is she looking at me like that, please don't kiss me, fuck Santana you're messing up my head, fuck... shit did I just swear, I never swear, what's happening to me...Brittany thoughts were going into overtime, she refused to meet her friends gaze, she felt hot, she could see that Santana was leaning in and in about ten seconds, they were going to kiss...and truth is, that's exactly what she wanted. However panic settled in,
"Drive me home, erm sorry, take me home please''. Brittany was fidgeting, getting out of the car; she went and sat in the front seat. Santana was familiar with this very sudden mood change. She witnessed it last night when one minute, Brittany was hugging her afraid of the scary film and the next she made up some stupid excuse of wanting to go "home". And here she was doing it again. Anytime things were becoming a little intimate for them, Brittany would run. And that's when realization really did dawn on Santana. Maybe just maybe Brittany was falling for her as well, and that she also wanted to kiss her. Santana got into the driver's seat, no sign of her switching on the engine.
"Look at me B, just please look at me".
"No"
"Why?"
"Can't say"
"You...don't have to, let me show you". And Santana leaned over the handbrake and gearbox shifting her body across to connect their lips when Brittany placed her hand out, signalling for Santana to not come any closer.
"Don't, it is not what I want, I want... you're my friend, my best friend, let's not ruin that, please". Brittany was desperate, she wanted instant reassurance and when she never got any, she could feel tiny bits of her world crumbling over.
"Santana, we are still friends right?"
Santana wanted to open up, tell her the truth. Tell her that from the very first day that she laid eyes on Brittany, she instantly felt the attraction. Tell her that even though she tried her best to not fall for her, she had indeed fallen. But she knew if this happened, it could ultimately fuck up their friendship and she couldn't bare it if they had no contact at all.
"Yeah, we're friends".
AN- ok so here's chapter 9, this is probably the last angst-y sort of chapter, the next few will really see things happening for our loving soul mates Brittana. But hey let's not forget that Quinn will always be there to mess things up, let's hope she doesn't lol... Oh and by the way, I've got another story up, It's called "Sex Addict" and it's also a Brittana pairing. So I'd really appreciate it if my lovely reviewers could also check that story out, and as ever, if you like my new story, review and put it on alert. DON'T WORRY (the stepsister from hell) is till my main priority and I will be updating this again in two days :) but do check out "Sex Addict"... xxx