Okay guys, I'm so, so sorry for the long hiatus, I had a lot of things with class and everything and I couldn't post anything in this while, the good thing is that I didn't stop writing so i have some chapters, I will be uploading another chapter later today and will make the updates come sooner, thank you all for the alerts and favorites. I Hope you like the chapter. BTW brownie points to whoever finds the quote and can tell me from what show it is.
Santana was woken up by the sound of a phone, she looked at the wall clock, three ours had
passed, she moved the blonde's head off her lap and got up of the couch without waking her up and followed the noise to her bedroom where the blonde had taken one of her bags, Santana fished for it inside and when she got it saw that it was another text from the unknown person, an idea popped into her head and she pushed her earpiece.
"Chloe speaking, what is it Veiled?" answered the small blonde.
"I was wondering if you could track a phone, someone is texting Brittany saying they know her and where she lives and all that stalkery shit" said Santana.
"Well I may be able, tell me her number and I'll look at her recent in and out calls"
"It's a hidden number…" added Santana.
"Doesn't matter, if I get the numbers I can track it and tell you who is your girls anonymous admirer" stated Chloe.
"How many times do I have to tell you, she's not my girl" huffed Santana exasperated.
"You want her to be, that's enough to tease you" joked the little blonde.
Santana gave her Brittany's number and Chloe told her that she would call when she had tracked the number and knew who it was. The brunette put the phone back in its place and went back with the blonde who was still sleeping, she got back to the couch and turned the TV off, grabbing the taller girl and holding her bridal stile and taking her to the bed then changing into some shorts and a shirt and getting in the bed, not touching the girl but staying close so she would feel safe.
The next morning Santana woke up feeling watched; she opened her eyes and saw a pair of ocean orbs looking into her chocolate ones.
"What?" she mumbled rubbing her eyes.
"We're in your bed" stated Brittany.
"I moved us, I saw you were a little uncomfortable and my legs started to feel like they were going to fall asleep" explained Santana.
Brittany didn't say anything and put her head on Santana's shoulder wrapping her arm around her torso.
"Did you sleep okay?" asked the brunette after a few minutes of silence.
"Yeah…" whispered Brittany nudging the other girl's shoulder.
"Good, good" muttered the Latina.
"Are you comfortable?" asked Santana sheepishly a while later.
"Yeah, why?"
"I really have to pee…"
Brittany laughed lightly and moved away from the Latina to let her get up. Santana all but ran to the bathroom and when she came back there was no trace of the blonde in the room.
"Britt?" she called.
"In your closet, I'm changing clothes" Brittany shouted back making the brunette panic.
Santana, caring more about a clueless blonde than about a naked one went into the walk in closet.
"Santana! I told you I was changing!" exclaimed Brittany covering herself and blushing.
"well I need to change too, my clothes are all here, plus I've seen a lot of naked women to care about another" stated Santana, to be honest it wasn't really true, she had only seen her own body in the last while and the other women body's she had seen were her mother's when she was still alive and mostly her friends when she was little, she just had to keep up her mask and her fake life so the people didn't think. Of course she had had relationships, all gone bad may be added, and a sex life but it was always lights off for some or other insecurity either from her part or the other.
"I don't care if you live with a harem and see tons of naked women every day, it's me we're talking about, I don't like it" barked the blonde.
Santana looked at her hurt and turned around with a shirt on each hand, the one she had taken off and the one she was gonna put on, getting out of the closet and then the room going to the kitchen.
"Sorry Santana really, I didn't mean to say that you are a whore or anything like that" apologized Brittany following her out of the bedroom.
"well you pretty much did, I see how you thank me for letting you stay here, you're really making the considerations I was doing easy…" the Latina trailed off.
"No san, come on really, sorry, wait… what considerations?"
"Not saying" muttered Santana adding sugar to the coffee she made.
"But you forgive me right?" asked the blonde.
"I'm thinking about it" said the brunette with a little smile on her lips.
"Come on, please?" begged Brittany playfully.
The Latina shook her head no, still trying to cover her smile.
"Pretty please?"
Santana turned around and shook her head no again, hiding her smile with her cup.
"Pretty please with a cherry on top?" tried the blonde again.
"nuh-uh" muttered the shorter girl.
"Pretty pretty please…" Brittany belted out the familiar P!nk song.
Santana finally let her smile show but didn't say anything.
"Am I forgiven?" asked Brittany getting closer to Santana.
The Latina still didn't say a thing and finished her coffee.
"Am I?" Brittany was just at arm's length from Santana now.
Santana put her mug blindly behind herself on the counter.
"Am I?" whispered the blonde getting even closer to the shorter girl, close enough that their breaths mixed together.
Santana gulped, Brittany was at kissing distance, she just had to move a little and she'll be touching those lips with her own.
"Hmm-I?" mumbled Brittany almost brushing her lips with those of Santana.
The Latina couldn't help herself and pressed her lips against the blonde's who didn't do anything to stop her, it being for either shock or that she liked it slash wanted it, so she kissed her more openly. After a few seconds they parted.
"I'm gonna go and guess I am forgiven" joked Brittany.
"Yeah uh… I don't know what to say…"
"No need to say a lot, you just kissed me"
"I don't know why I did that" said Santana not looking at Brittany.
"There has to be some reason though, you don't go kissing people out of nowhere"
"Well I don't know okay!" shouted Santana losing her temper and making Brittany jump a little "plus you are the one who was getting closer and closer to me"
"I didn't think you would kiss me, it's not like I stopped you either…" mumbled the blonde.
"That's right, which can only mean you kind of liked it, did you?"
"Not the point right now, the thing is, you kissed me, why?" asked Brittany.
"Heat of the moment?" tried the brunette.
"Oh come on Santana" scoffed Brittany rolling her eyes.
"I just wanted to try it, but don't worry, it's not like you're my girlfriend, or like we like each other that way, so we can act like nothing happened, it's what I am going to do anyway" announced Santana getting out of the kitchen and going to get the keys of her car, leaving the apartment with a slam of the door.