A/N: This is a bumpy chapter. It felt all over the place, but it's crucial that it happens. Also, fair warning, after this chapter, the story skips ahead a couple weeks.

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When lunch was over, Santana veered away from Quinn and went into a bathroom. She wanted so badly to be with Dani, but she knew what could happen... or rather, what would happen. She needed to calm down. Ignoring the fact that she was wearing makeup, she wet her face with water and dried it with a towel. She felt so stressed out.

She paced back and forth in the bathroom, in front of the mirrors. Her heart was beating too fast. Dani had this horrible effect on her, and she was terrified that it would never go away. If she acted on it, everything would end badly. If she didn't act on it, everything would still end badly. But she knew that if she did act on it, the result would be worse. Heartache, loss, depression. Nothing good would come from her being with Dani.

But when that blue-haired girl came into the bathroom with a worried expression on her face, likely having seen Santana rush into there, Santana didn't care what would happen. She only felt the moment, and she locked eyes with that senior.

For just a moment, they stared at each other, and then Santana stepped forward abruptly and her lips were on Dani's.

There was a long moment of hesitation, for both of them, before they started to slowly move their lips against one another's. Her lips were so very soft. Softer than she could have ever imagined. And Santana would never be able to describe the taste of Dani's lips, but they tasted oh so good.

Their kiss was slow and tentative. When Santana finally pulled away, she kept her face just inches from Dani's. Their dark eyes were locked with each other's. After moments of silence, Dani asked her softly, "Are you okay?"

Santana felt tears come to her eyes, and she shook her head furiously. "I-I-I..." She burst out into tears, and Dani's arms immediately wrapped around her. Santana fell against her gratefully.

"Shh," Dani soothed, stroking her hair. She leaned against the door, and Santana guessed it was to keep other people from coming in.

When the tears stopped flowing, Santana carefully pulled away from the other girl. "Sorry. I'm sorry. I just... I'm sorry."

Dani looked at her carefully. "Don't be sorry."

Santana shook her head slightly. "I'm so lost. I c-can't... b-but I w-want... and I-I..."

"Hey, breathe," Dani instructed softly, touching Santana's hand lightly. Santana's breath caught in her throat at the touch, and while her first instinct was to yank her hand away, she didn't. She took a deep breath, and a lone tear fell from her cheek.

"Dani, I don't know what to do," Santana whispered out desperately. The blue-haired girl cautiously moved her hand up to Santana's cheek. Santana leaned into the touch. As part of her told her not to, saying that this couldn't end well, a slightly larger part of her told her to live in this moment, and not the future. So even as she knew she shouldn't, she leaned into that touch.

"I don't know either," Dani admitted to the Latina.

Santana looked at her, worried. She needed Dani to help her, because she felt so lost.

Dani stepped forward a bit and placed a light kiss on Santana's cheek. "Come on, we're going to be late for theater."

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Dani's mind was spinning after that kiss. She hadn't been expecting it at all. She had gone in there expecting to find a distressed Santana, which was sort of what she got, but she wasn't expecting that mind blowing kiss.

As they sat down in the theater room, Dani heard Kurt practically interrogating Santana on the other side of the Latina that Dani was not sitting on. "You're usually here earlier. Where were you?"

"Bathroom," Santana answered.

"Why are your eyes red? Are you okay? I thought you just had lot going on? Are you sure it has nothing to do with... you know who? You know you can talk to me if you need to? Or Quinn, she's your best friend isn't she?" Kurt ranted.

"Can you just stop, please?" Santana snapped at him.

"I'm just trying to help you, Santana. I know you probably don't believe it, but it's true," Kurt told her. Dani sighed. She wished that Santana could be more open to some of her friends. At least Dani had one best friend that she could talk to about anything.

"I know, thank you, but I'm okay," Santana said. Dani could feel the lie weigh the Latina down, and found herself weighed down as well. Santana turned away from the boy, looking straight ahead, and looking as though she were fighting back tears.

Was Dani causing all of this? Would it have been better if she hadn't done anything? Hadn't trusted Santana with the stuff about her mom, hadn't gone over to her house, hadn't sent her all of those quotes?

Class started, and none of them said anything to each other for the next forty minutes. When there was five minutes left of class, and their theater teacher said they could talk until the bell, Dani asked to go to the restroom. Now she was the one who needed to think.

The last thing she wanted was to hurt Santana. The last thing she needed was that guilt. She wanted so badly to help Santana, to be with her, to kiss her, touch her... and even if she could, it would have to end, wouldn't it? She was doing all of this with that knowledge. It should be killing her, but she had to live in the moment. Long distance relationships were possible, and who knew exactly how this year would end? So many things could happen. But right now, she was here, and so was Santana.

Literally, Santana had just walked into the bathroom after the blue-haired girl. "Looks like I'm the one chasing you, now."

"Were you crying because of me? Is it my fault that you're upset? Because if it is, I can stop l-like—"

"Dani, stop," Santana insisted. "The last thing we need is for both of us to be upset."

"So I have made you upset?" Dani asked, frowning.

"Dani, I'm scared. I have no idea what the hell I'm supposed to be doing," Santana responded.

"Don't be scared," Dani whispered, the shakiness in her voice surprising herself. "I don't know either."

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Santana was having a war within herself. To consider the future, or to live in the moment? She would be so much happier if she could be with Dani, but would be the effects of that? What would happen after this school year?

At least she could be happy for a little bit, right?

The future or the moment? The future or the moment?

She was here, and so was Dani. And the tension between them was palpable. She stepped forward and kissed Dani's lips again. Here, in this very moment, she was going to be happy. And she would regret it later, if she had to.

Dani kissed her back, and her hands moved to Santana's waist. The Latina felt a shock go through her body at the touch, and she felt like she was sure this was worth it. No matter what would happen later, this felt good, and she wasn't going to stop.

Santana's tongue peeked out of her own mouth and touched the bottom of Dani's lip. The blue-haired girl's lips parted, and Santana's tongue snaked in. Dani moaned slightly as Santana explored her mouth. This was amazing.

Then the bell rang, and they pulled apart, out of breath. "See you in Glee?" Santana asked.

Dani nodded, not saying anything between her quick breaths.

As Santana headed to her next class, she couldn't help but let the thought of the future finally creep into her thoughts. What was going to happen now?

Kurt found Santana in the hallway as she made her way to her next class. "Santana, are you okay?"

"I am now. Thanks for trying to help, really. But I'm fine now. See you in Glee," she said, turning and heading into her class.

Glee couldn't have come any slower. Santana's last two classes went by with her questioning everything. The war with herself was continuing, but the side that told her to live in the moment wasn't backing down, and she decided to block out the other side. Surely, there was nothing wrong with that.

By the time Glee had come around, Santana had successfully blocked out any thought of the future. If she was happy now, it had to be good, right? She walked into the choir room with a smile on her face, and Quinn lifted an eyebrow at her. "S, I think that you're bipolar."

"Very funny," Santana snapped at her, but her good mood didn't diminish. She felt butterflies in her stomach, and she bit her lip. Dani said she'd be here, and Santana believed her.

When Dani walked into the choir room, Santana immediately saw a light blush appear on her cheeks, and she tried not to blush as well, or else people might notice. Dani came and sat next to Santana, who was sitting in the back away from everyone else. "Hey," Dani greeted her with a smile.

"Hey," Santana returned, smiling back at her.

"Are you okay?" Dani checked.

"Couldn't be better," Santana answered, beaming. Wow, not thinking about the future does wonders to my mood.

Dani blushed again.

The part of Santana that she had shut out tried to push its way through, to tell her to watch what she was doing, but she just smiled at the blue-haired girl and turned toward Mr. Shue, since he was beginning to talk now.

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Dani tried to listen to Mr. Shue, but she was thinking about Santana. She was so confused and conflicted this morning, and now she was so happy and great. Not that there was anything wrong with that, but was it all because of what happened in the bathroom earlier?

She ignored her confusion and found herself leaning toward the Latina sitting next to her. She bumped her shoulder with Santana's, drawing the Latina's eyes over to her. She smiled innocently at the other girl.

Santana was younger than her, even if not much, but suddenly Dani found herself intimidated by her. She was so gorgeous, she was so foreign to Dani. Honestly, Dani hadn't ever met a girl like Santana before, and the fact that Dani was hopelessly crushing on her didn't help.

When Glee practice was over, Dani turned to the Latina. "Do you have a ride home?"

Santana's eyes flickered over to where Quinn was waiting expectantly for her. She looked back at Dani and shook her head. "Nope."

"Do you need one?" Dani asked shyly.

"That would be awesome," Santana said with a smile, following Dani out toward the parking lot. As she passed Quinn, who was giving her a really confused look, she just shook her head and continued to walk alongside Dani.

"So what happened? You were so upset earlier and now...?" Dani looked at Santana questionably.

"I guess I'm just not worrying about anything except for right now," Santana answered, still smiling. But Dani frowned. She wasn't sure that it was good, what Santana was doing. She wanted so badly to be with Santana, but not if she was living in a bubble where she thought that nothing could go wrong.

"Santana... as much as I am glad that you're happy... you can't just think about right now," Dani insisted, as much as it pained her to do so.

Santana gave the blue-haired girl a sideways glance. "I-I... If I think about what happens later, I'm going to be that sobbing mess all over again."

"Nothing in the future is set in stone," Dani promised her, even though she knew that she shouldn't say anything about it.

Santana just sighed and shook her head. Their little perfect faze fell away, and Dani felt a bit of tension return. Honestly, though, she was glad for that. It was better if she and Santana were a little scared for the future, so they could be prepared for it. It was good. This is right.

Right?

Sometimes consequences are worth your choices, but you have to be aware of those consequences before you can really settle with a choice.

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