A/N: Okay so here is the second chapter. It is pretty short but I am trying to decide if I want to keep it third person POV or change each chapter from here on out Santana POV and the Brittany POV. Let me know and enjoy!
"Is this real life? I mean the two of you, are going home, right now, together?" Puck rants as he picks his jaw off of the floor. "That's right." Brittany replied enthusiastically as she took Santana's hand and led her out of the club. Santana had barely been able to grasp what was happening because she could not wrap her mind around the fact that this amazing blonde was hers. For the night at least. "Hello, you in there?" Brittany asked a dazed Santana. "Sorry, sorry, yeah I am good. Puck drove here so lets get a cab to my place?" Brittany replied simply with a kiss to Santana's cheek.
The cab ride had been quicker than Santana realized, one minute they were outside of the club and the next outside her apartment. She took the blonde's hand and led her into the building and up the stairs. Nerves were starting to set in because Brittany noticed it took Santana kind of a long time to get the door open. Brittany took a second to take in her surroundings. It was very clean for one, but it was still comfortable. There was a keyboard in the corner an acoustic guitar right next to it. She wondered if this Santana was some kind of musician, making a note to ask her later. "Make yourself comfortable." Santana said from the tiny kitchen. "would you like anything to drink, water, soda, wine?" "No I'm fine, right now I just want you." Brittany admitted.
Santana make her way over to the couch and sat next to Brittany with a noticeable distance between the two. Brittany decided to be bold and closed the distance between them until their lips were ghosting over each other. "Ba Brittany, w wait a sec, I I'm not ... gay." Santana whispered the last part in hopes that Brittany didn't her, but a little part of her hope she did. "I'm not gay either, I like who I like. I don't know what is going on here, but from the second I saw you in the club tonight I couldnt take my eyes off you." Brittany said as she took Santana's hands in her own. "Me too," Santana confessed, "I felt drawn to you like a magnet, and when we kissed it felt all kinds of right." Brittany leaned forward and kissed Santana so softly that she could could feel Santana's worry start to dwindle.
After a few minutes of sweet kissing, they broke apart, both smiling. "Lets just talk and get to know each other. No pressure." Brittany said, breaking their comfortable silence. So the girls spent hours of the night getting to know each other's likes, dislikes, favorites, fears, aspirations, and even heartbreaks. Santana learned that Brittany wanted to to be a professional dancer. Not that she couldnt tell from when they were dancing in the club. She also learned that she moved to the city for a fresh start. She for one could relate to that. Brittany had learned that Santana had never been in a real relationship. That she had never felt anything with the guys she dated and eventually just conceded to have one night stands. She asked San about her music equipment and the brunette told her that her release has always been music. Singing took her to a place where she could escape the harsh reality of her home life. Brittany figured it was just wishful thinking, but after spending this time with Santana, she wanted nothing more to be an integral part in making this girl happy.
The girls ended up falling asleep cuddled up on the couch after talking the night away. Neither girl knew what was really happening between them, but they knew that if felt right.