I woke up in the morning in my own bed. Like in my actual bed, at home, in my nice warm sheets and could smell the sweet sent of pancakes coming from downstairs that my mum just happened to be making. Every time I came home to visit she would make me pancakes because she knew they are my favorite.
It is now officially Christmas break and I couldn't be happier. Unfortunately Santana still had a couple of exams so she wouldn't get home until tonight, but I promised her that I would pick her up and bring her to her house. She didn't want me to pick her up at first, she wanted to just take a taxi but I insisted. No girlfriend of mine would spend money to get home when I could just take her myself.
Already four days had gone past since I last saw Santana and those days were the longest ever. I didn't like spending so much time away from her I miss her like crazy. Her flight came in at around 4 this evening, which was going to be very long hours until I could hold her in my arms again.
Puck and Quinn just arrived yesterday and Rachel arrive two days before that. Everyone was practically here, I couldn't wait for Santana to show up. I convinced her to come and meet my parents, I know they will love her because they can see that I'm way happier when I'm with her and that's something they care about very much. She's caring and funny and everything you could ever want.
Kurt and Blaine said they would pop by to say hi in a couple of days. I'm so excited, I feel like for once everything is falling into place for once. I head downstairs into the kitchen where I see my sister singing in the family room, singing along to some show where the people sing in it, I think it's called Glee or something. I really don't know, the only thing I do know is that the people in that show can sing, like really good. My favorite song is when Naya covered Girl on Fire, that was super good.
"Hey mum," I say as I kiss her on the cheek.
"Hey, made you some pancakes," she tells me.
"Thanks," I say as I get a plate and put my pancakes on it ready to eat.
"What time are you picking up Santana?" she asks me.
"At around 4," I tell her but she just stairs at me smiling, it's one of those weird smiles too and it's starting to creep me out.
"What?" I ask.
"I'm just really happy for you, that you've found someone to make you so happy, that takes care of you. I can't wait to meet her, you have to tell her that we invite her family over one night for dinner," my mum always likes to make more friends, she doesn't like being in Lima either but my dad's job is here. That's why whoever I make new friends she always wants to meet the parents so she can have more friends too.
"I'll ask her mum," I tell her.
"Keep it down in there! I am watching Glee!" My sister yells from the other room. I can't help but smile, I'm so happy she's healthy again, my mum has kept me updated on her condition and as of last month the doctor said that she was completely recovered. I love her so much, she's just a shining, smiling, happy girl.
I go over into the next room, the one where my sisters is in and jump on the couch. I look at the screen and there seems to be a really intense scene going on between this blonde girl and some Latina with this gorgeous dark brown hair. I will admit that this girl is gorgeous but Santana is the only one for me.
"What's going on in this scene?" I ask her.
"Santana is confessing her love for Brittany, it's so cute. They need to be together!" My sister screams, I can tell she ships them, she ships them hard.
"Didn't you already watch this episode?" I remember hearing something about this same scene not too long ago.
"Yes! I need to have more Brittana!" My sister stresses to me.
I counted down the hours for the rest of the day hoping that the next time I looked at the clock would be the next time to go pick Santana up from the airport. I was growing impatient. I tried to decorate myself by baking cookies and cleaning up my room a little bit. I made my way to our living room and saw that my parents had already picked out the Christmas tree. I was happy, they always like to surprise my sister and I before we came home from school.
Looking at the clock I realized that it was almost four and that means it was almost time to pick up Santana from the airport. I quickly said bye to my family and got in the car to drive to the airport. To say I was excited was an understatement, I literally cannot be away from Santana. She means too much to me.
I waited in front of the gates waiting for her to come out. It was exactly 3:58, just two minutes more before the girl of my dreams would walk out of those doors allowing me to hug and kiss her face. This was going to be the first Christmas that I would be completely happy. I don't have to worry about going back to school and getting slushied or getting called a loser everyday. I get to be with my girlfriend everyday surrounded by people that care about me and that's the best feeling.
I get caught up in my thoughts and notice that Santana has still not come out of the doors. I bunch of people have but not Santana. I look at the time and it says 4:10, maybe she just hasn't gotten her luggage yet or something is keeping her held up. I look back at the time and it's now 4:20. My face slumps down because she's still not here and I'm starting to get worried. She would have called me if she missed her flight.
Suddenly I feel arms wrap around my waist and pull me into a hug. I spin around quickly only to be greeted with the warmest, prettiest face I've ever seen. She stands in front of me with the biggest smile on her face, which makes my heart flutter because I'm the reason for that smile.
"I though you were coming out of that gate, I was getting worried and then I thought that..." she cut off my rambling by kissing me and I instantly get lost in the warmth of her lips. She looks at me and her eyes are glowing, she's the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on. I don't care about anyone around us right now all I see is her.
"Hey," she tells me and I look down and blush. "You're cute when you ramble."
"Did you have a good flight?" I ask as I kiss her cheek, take her bag and we start walking to my car.
"As good as a flight could be, but I'm better now because I'm here with you," she tells me.
"Well aren't you quite the cheese ball, but I love you anyways and I missed you too," I tell her as she kissed me once more making me smile so big.
"I missed you so much," I take her hand with my free one and lead her to my car, helping her load her suitcases in the trunk. She kisses me again before we reach the car. Her lips are the most addicting thing I've ever had, I want to kiss them every minute of the day. They're so soft and the way she kisses me with so much passion and love make me want her even more.
We start driving to Santana's house, she gives me the directions because I never could remember street names or anything. With my free hand I hold onto hers because I've been away from her for a long time and I just need some soft of physical contact with her.
"So my mum wanted to know if your family wanted to have dinner with us some time on the break?" I ask her.
"Oh, I don't think so. They're really busy," her answer is short and cut off and something just doesn't seem right.
"Well we can do lunch or even breakfast. They just want to say hi, you know," I can tell she's hesitating or hiding something from me and she really shouldn't because I'm honestly okay with anything. I just want her to know she can tell me anything and it will be okay.
"They aren't really into meeting new people," Santana says.
"Oh um ok," I really think that they're something more going on though.
We drive for a little bit in silence but it's comfortable silence. I look over to Santana and she's looking out the window in her own thoughts. I know something but I don't want to push her into talking to me, I don't want her to go into that defense mode she has and totally shut me out.
"Do you want me to help you unpack?" I ask.
"No thank, but can I come over after?" she asks.
"Yeah of course," I tell her, she smiles and then goes back to look out the window.
"So what are you and your family doing for Christmas?" I ask her. Christmas is a topic everyone likes to talk about, it's so cheerful and magical.
"Donno yet," her answers were short like she was closed off.
"San, is everything okay?" I ask her. She snaps her head to look at me and I can see the hurt in her eyes.
"No, I'm fine," but her tone told me otherwise.
"Baby you can tell me. You know you're safe with me," she looks like she's thinking something over. Like she's thinking whether to tell me or not.
"My parents called this morning saying they had a last minutes trip for their work and they won't be back till after Christmas," she says looking down. That crushed my heart.
"So you'll be alone?" I ask, no one should be alone on Christmas or for the break for that matter.
"It's not a big deal, I've been alone for the holidays before," that broke my heart. Santana always seems so strong like everything in her life is good but I know for a fact she's hurting. She tried to play things off like it's not a big deal but I knew otherwise.
"Come home with me. You can stay with my family till your parents get back," I say. I don't want her to be alone.
"No, that's okay. I don't want to intrude or anything," she tells me.
"San you're not going to intrude, my parents will love you and as of right now I'm taking you to my house and I'm your only ride so..." I say smiling at her. I know just as much as she does that she doesn't want to be alone but she's just too stubborn to admit it.
"If you're sure," she says.
"I am," I tell her.
"Thanks, for everything Britt. Picking me up and just... thanks," words can't express what I'm feeling right now. "I love you."
"Love you too," I squeeze her hand tighter and I feel her thumb stroke the back of my hand giving my stomach butterflies and smiles inside of it.
I reach my house and notice Santana starts to tense up again, she's nervous, why I really don't know because my family is really chill but I want her to feel comfortable so I help her out of the car and hug her tightly trying to get her to relax. I hold her tight in my arms and kiss her on the cheek.
"They'll love you, know need to worry," I tell her.
"I know I just... I'm still nervous. I mean I wasn't really nice to you in high school," she still feels guilty for what she did back then but she's so much more caring since then.
"Hey, listen to me. You're not the same person as you were than, your smart, kind, loving and you make me so happy. They want someone I'm happy with so stop your worrying, they will love you just like I do," I tell her trying to make her feel better.
"Ok," she says in a small voice.
When we walked into my house I could hear my sister upstairs in her room doing god knows what and my mum and dad were talking in the kitchen. I guess they heard the door shut because the next thing I saw was them coming out form the kitchen in order to greet us. Santana stood there like a frightened puppy, she was the cutest.
"Mum, dad, this is Santana," I tell them as she smiles weakly.
"It's nice to meet you both," she says in a quite voice.
"Oh sweetie you're even prettier in person, come here," my mother says as she pulls in Santana for a hug. I can tell she likes her already, which makes me happy.
"Good to meet you Santana," my dad says as he pulls her into a hug next.
"Mum Santana just found out her parents are on a business trip and she'll be alone for Christmas, so can she stay here?" I ask hoping she can.
"Of course! No one should be alone during the break, Santana just make yourself at home," my mum said.
"Thank you Mrs. Lopez," Santana said.
"No please, call me Amy," my mum told her.
"Well thank you for letting me spend Christmas here," Santana says as I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her into me.
"Yeah thanks mum, we're going to go upstairs now and I'll help her unpack," I say as I take Santana's hand and drag her upstairs with me. I want some alone time with her but I also want her to meet my sister. My sister means the world to me and if she approves Santana then everything will be just perfect.
Hope you all enjoyed the chapter, tell me what you think. I'm also almost done with this story because I want to focus on Growing Up and maybe start a new one, so they'll probably be only 1 or 2 more chapter of this.