Blaine singing
Santana singing
Blaine and everyone else singing
AN: Got it? This is by far my favorite chapter other than the last one… I still don't own anyone in this story, except I suppose Mr. Anderson. Oh and the songs still aren't mine either… *sad face*
Blaine really didn't have a problem working with Santana Lopez, in fact, he loved her voice, and they got alone really well. Blaine could tell she was a little closed off, like she was hiding something from everyone. But that didn't surprise Blaine, as much as the girl slept around, and let herself be treated like such an object, he knew she had issues. But he also knew, she would do anything for her friends, as she had shown that day in the hall when Karofsky was bothering him and Kurt. She like to pretend like she was tough, but she was really just a kid.
"Ok sexy hobbit, let's get this done," she said as they entered Blaine's house.
"Blaine?" His father's voice came from the kitchen and Blaine couldn't hold back a flinch. Santana gave him a look of confusion, but he wasn't ready to tell Santana his issues with his father, he was screwed up too. His father walked in with a look of distaste on his face, and his eyes fell instantly on Santana, and the dislike vanished and was replaced with surprise and maybe just a little bit of relief. Blaine wanted to punch his father then and there, the expression he'd had before was one he always held for Kurt, but with Santana… "Who is your beautiful friend, Blaine?" Oh sure, act like the two faced shit you are.
"This is my duet partner for glee this week, Santana," Blaine introduced her with no animosity in his voice, for it wasn't Santana he was unhappy with. Mr. Anderson held his hand out to Santana, a courtesy he had not extended to Kurt, smiling warmly.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Santana," Mr. Anderson crooned and Blaine prayed Santana wouldn't see through his fakeness.
"You too, Mr. A," Blaine bit back a laugh as Santana shook his hand roughly, with not an ounce of the poise, or grace Kurt would have done that with. Mr. Anderson looked at Santana surprised but still smiled,
"If you and Blaine need anything just let me know. And you can shut your door Blaine, I can imagine this lovely lady has quite a voice." Blaine now wanted to gag, apparently Santana realized the situation,
"Thanks, but actually, Kurt Hummel, another guy in our glee club has the best voice in there, though, don't you dare tell him I said that," Santana glared sharply at Blaine who grinned.
"He already knows," Santana chuckled along with Blaine, though Mr. Anderson's look of bitterness had returned.
"Yes, well, I wouldn't know," Mr. Anderson replied, bitingly. Blaine rolled his eyes and grabbed Santana's wrist,
"Come on, Tana," Blaine was one of three people that were allowed to call her Tana without getting their face ripped off, Kurt and Brittany were the others.
Once up in his room, Santana sat, practically perched on his bed,
"So is your father always that much of a two-faced jerk?" Blaine busted out laughing, flopping onto the bed,
"Ah, consider yourself lucky, you got to see his good face, Kurt gets his other side. I'm glad my dad doesn't have the power to make him break up with me." Blaine looked down at his hands sadly, and Santana scoffed,
"Porcelain is not dumb, he knows some people don't approve, he's not going to judge you for that." Blaine smiled, "I don't either by the way, I know you're cool." Blaine's mouth dropped exaggeratedly open and he clutched his hand to his chest,
"Was that a compliment?" Blaine looked around the room, playfully, "Am I being PUNKED?"
"Shut up, hobbit," Santana gently pushed him, he just laughed.
"I knew there was a sweet girl in there somewhere…" he paused, "you know way down deep." Santana mocked sneered,
"Don't fool yourself, kid, I'm a bitch." Blaine laughed softly,
"Whatever you say, I see how you look at me and Kurt all dreamy, you think we're adorable."
"No I don't," Santana said and suddenly she grew tense, Blaine noticed and looked at confused.
"I was only teasing you, Santana, it was a joke." She frowned deeply,
"Let's just pick these stupid songs, ok?" But Blaine wasn't deterred so easily,
"Santana, what's wrong, you know nothing you say will leave this room. Do you not like me and Kurt together, you won't hurt m-"
"No, that's not it, Kurt was one of the first people to bother to get to know the real me and not just see a slut."
"You aren't a slut, do I think you don't respect yourself all that much, yes, but you aren't a bad person," Blaine stated, hesitantly reaching for Santana's hand, and although she stiffened even further, she did not pull away. "You'll feel better if you tell me what's up. And I'm not going to judge you, I mean for God's sake it took me months to realize I was in love with my best friend." Santana snapped her head to Blaine, studying him carefully, before opening her months slowly,
"It took me years." She said it so softly that for a moment Blaine thought he had misheard but then as she jerked her hand out of his as he realized what she was telling him.
"Does Brit know?" Santana didn't move for a moment until she realized that Blaine didn't seem surprised or like he thought she was lying. So she nodded slowly,
"And she doesn't…" this seemed to surprise Blaine more than the fact that Santana had just come out of the closet, or at least, stuck her foot out.
"No, she does, I'm just not… What are people going to think? I see what you and Kurt go through every day." She admitted, looking more vulnerable than Blaine had ever seen the seemingly tough girl.
"It's not enough to stop us, I love him, and I don't care what other people think. And I know you love her too, and nothing else should matter," Blaine said.
"It sound so simple when you say it that way, but when I see the looks you get, even the people who don't say anything, or actually it's ESPECIALLY the people who don't say anything that look at you guys like they… hate you." Santana said, looking nervously at her finger nails,
"And? It's scary, sure, but… then I take Kurt's hands and love trumps hate." Santana smiled softly at Blaine's words,
"That's how I feel when we're alone."
"You don't have to come out to everyone you know, just telling a few people will make you feel better, and you'll have me and Kurt, always." Despite the fact that Blaine wasn't surprised by the announcement of Santana's sexuality and her love of Brittany, he was shocked when Santana threw her arms around his neck. It took him a moment but then Blaine returned the hug, smiling into the girl's hair.
"Oh shit, Anderson," Santana pulled away, wiping tears, "You've made me gay." They both laughed, and Blaine pulled her back into a hug, which she returned, both of them smiing. "You're going to make me come out to glee club, aren't you?" She asked as she pulled away from him,
"God, no! I would never MAKE you come out at all, that is your decision entirely. I'm just telling you I will be right there with you if you do want to. They aren't going to think less of you, they know what you and Brittany do, they'll support you as much as they have Kurt and me." Santana looked nervous pausing for a moment before looking at Blaine,
"Let's do it, through the songs we sing. Wait, Disney doesn't have a song for a lesbian coming out of the closet does it." She laughed, a real laugh and Blaine wanted to make sure it stayed that way.
"You'd be surprised, Disney doesn't discriminate," Blaine reported, grinning at Santana's confused expression. Let's see what we have here," he scrolled through his playlist for a couple minutes before cheering. "GOT IT!" Santana looked over his shoulder, not seeing which songs he meant in the dozens of Disney songs the boy possessed.
"You have a problem you know that, no person, gay or straight should love Disney this much." Santana joked.
"Don't hate, they'll brilliant and you know it." Blaine replied, clicking on the song Santana would sing,
"Oh, you are good." She claimed, Blaine smirked up at her,
"That's what he said."
"Ooh, hot," Santana purred. Blaine laughed, hoping this part of Santana would never change.
"I'm singing this," Blaine said, pointing on the song he would singing.
"Wow, Disney knows its shit."
"oh and we need to call Kurt, he'll be key." Santana nodded and Blaine grabbed his phone, putting it on speaker phone just before Kurt answered,
"Is Santana molesting you?" Blaine chuckled as Santana ran her hand up his thigh,
"Only a little bit, but we wanted to talk to you about something."
"Sure," Kurt answered, waiting, Blaine nodded at Santana who inhaled deeply,
"We need help with the songs we're going to be singing, I want to use to…come out to the people in glee." Kurt didn't say anything immediately but then he sighed heavily,
"It's about freaking time, girl, I've been waiting for MONTHS for you to come talk to me." Santana let out a relieved laugh, "What do you need, boo?"
A week later Blaine grabbed Santana's hand as she looked like she was about vomit,
"You've got this, they are your friends, no matter what." Santana looked up at her friends who looked at her expectantly,
"Ok," she inhaled deeply and opened her mouth. The song was quicker and more poppy than the original
Look at this stuff
Isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
She motioned to her body, twisting her hips.
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
The girl who has everything?
Look at this trove
Treasures untold
She grabbed her breast, and sticking out her butt, winking playfully as everyone laughed and the guys wolf whistled.
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Looking around here you think
Sure, she's got everything.
She wrapped her arms around Puck's neck who smirked, shaking his head, suddenly Blaine grabbed her, pulling her out of the chair and holding her shoulders and positioned her in front of Brittany. It came out just like Ariel's version
There you see her
Sitting there across the way
She don't got a lot to say
Brittany was twisting her hair mindlessly, before turning sharply to stare at Santana who stared back, her eyes trying to ask permission.
But there's something about her
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl
Santana move like she was going to kiss Brittany but turned away last minute, shaking her head.
I've got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty
I've got whozits and whatzits galore
She drug her finger over Sam's cheek before sitting in Artie's lap in his chair. Everyone was looking at her silently, as it seemed they were slowly being to understand what was going on.
You want thingamabobs?
I've got twenty!
But who cares?
She jumped out of Artie's lap to look over at Kurt and Blaine. Blaine was now in Kurt's lap, but everyone could see it was meant to be sweet and loving as opposed to the sexiness Santana's motions had relayed. Blaine smiled at Kurt who grinned back, kissing his nose lightly,
No big deal
I want more
Blaine got out of Kurt's lap rather unwillingly, but then pointed to Brittany, who was beaming. He bumped Santana's hips nudging them and nodded to the blonde.
Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
It's possible she wants you, too
Blaine put his arm around Brittany's shoulder, grinning at her,
There is one way to ask her
It don't take a word
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl
Santana wrapped her arms around herself, looking, and not just acting, terrified. Blaine went back over to Kurt and pulled him to his feet, and they started to dance, slowly, their arms wrapped around each other.
I wanna be where the people are
I wanna see, wanna see them dancin'
Walking around on those - what do you call 'em?
Oh - feet!
Santana pretended to flinch longingly as Blaine and Kurt exchanged another soft kiss, though this one lingered for a couple seconds.
Flippin' your fins, you don't get too far
Legs are required for jumping, dancing
Strolling along down a - what's that word again?
Street
Kurt then picked Blaine up, Blaine wrapped his legs around Kurt's waist and they began to spin around laughing softly. Santana gently and hesitantly ran her hand through Brittany's hair, Brittany giggled happily, for even the dumb blonde knew that Santana was telling them that she loved her.
Up where they walk, up where they run
Up where they stay all day in the sun
Wanderin' free - wish I could be
Part of that world
Blaine jumped down from Kurt's waist and motioned for them all to join him, which of course everyone did.
Sing with me now
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
My, oh, my
Look at the chic too shy
She ain't gonna kiss the girl
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Ain't that sad
Ain't it shame, too bad
You gonna miss the girl
Brittany began to play along and pouted sadly when Santana still did nothing.
What would I give if I could live out of these waters?
What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand?
Blaine rolled his eyes and sat next to Kurt, laying his head in lap and Kurt smiled and began to loving drag his fingers through Blaine's lose curls. Blaine began to playfully move his foot like a dog and everyone laughed, even Santana smiled.
Bet'cha on land they understand
That they don't reprimand their daughters
Bright, young women sick of swimmin'
Ready to stand
Santana grabbed Brittany's hand and pulled up next to her, bumping her hip in an affectionate way. Brittany was practically bouncing with excitement. Blaine pushed them closer together, smiling at Santana.
Now's your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon
Girl, you better do it soon
No time will be better
She don't say a word
And she won't say a word
Until you kiss the girl
Santana linked her and Brittany fingers together, mouthing, 'is this ok' Brittany nodded happily
I'm ready to know what the people know
Ask 'em my questions and get some answers
What's a fire and why does it - what's the word?
Burn?
Kurt pulled Blaine rather roughly into his arms, taking one of his legs and putting it on Blaine's hip, his calf touching Blaine's butt. And really, there was a fire. Blaine pulled away once more, and looked at Santana.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Don't be scared
You got the mood prepared
Go on and kiss the girl
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Don't stop now
Don't try to hide it how
You wanna kiss the girl
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Float along
Listen to the song
The song say kiss the girl
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Music play
Do what the music say
You wanna kiss the girl
When's it my turn? (You've got to kiss the girl)
Wouldn't I love, love to explore that world up above?(Why don't you kiss the girl)
Out of the sea
Wish I could be
Part of that world
Out of the sea
Wish I could be (You could be)
Part of that world
Out of the sea I (you)
Could be
Part of that world
As their crescendo ended, both Blaine and Santana crashed their lips onto their partners and instantly everyone was on their feet, cheering and screaming and laughing. Santana pulled away looking around, soon she was being enveloped in hugs, which she returned, tears rolling down her cheeks, these happy. Blaine and Kurt giggled, their arms wrapped around each other's waist, their heads laid together. It took moments like this, where they see someone who has been too scared to come out, too scared to be themselves and love who they want, for them to truly remember how lucky they were.
"You are amazing," Kurt whispered, the two boys in their own bubble.
"I'm better with you," Blaine claimed and Kurt grinned, kissing Blaine once again chaste but passionate. "I love you,"
"I love you too."
"I'm sorry," Santana whispered, "It shouldn't have taken me so long. Brittany shrugged, her head laying on Santana's shoulder,
"Better late than never." Santana smiled and looked for Blaine to thank him, but Blaine had no interest in her, as he was too wrapped up in his boyfriend.
Love it? Hate it? Either way please review. Mercedes and Finn are next! And there will be Klaine duet in the final chapter, just so you know. *heart* Please review. Much love to all my beautiful readers