A/N: This is the last of bitchy Santana! Yaaaay. She has made up her mind and I don't think I've hurt any fictional character's feelings. All mistakes are mine.
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Hi, Brittany S. Pierce here.
So now I'm going to give you a little heads up from my POV.
For starters, I totally eavesdropped on Santana's conversation with Quinn.
But I couldn't be mad, y'know? I mean, she didn't say she broke up with her.
We just had sex. Yes, I'm blunt like that. Get used to it.
But I'll tell you what happened after that. It'll probably be a lot more accurate. No offence, but my memory is way better than Santana's. So here's what happened, this is me totally winning Santana over.
Brittany's POV
I woke up the next morning to an empty bed.
I figured Santana left to have breakfast with her family, until I heard a noise from the bathroom.
Realizing I was still poorly clothed I threw on some sweats and a tank top and made my way over.
"Morning sunshine," I smiled brightly at her.
I expected her to snap at me 'cause she had a girlfriend, or ignore me, or say that last night was a mistake, or…
But she just answered as bubbly as I was.
"Good morning, beautiful," she beamed at me.
My smile grew even bigger. If that was even possible. She continued dressing herself before gabbing the straightener and straightening her hair. I thought it already looked perfect, but then again I thought she was always perfect. Not trying to be cheesy or anything.
I just watched her every move until she was done and grabbed my hand to drag me downstairs.
Her parents kind of gave me a weird look when we came downstairs for breakfast.
They were probably wondering how Santana and I ended up coming downstairs at the exact same moment. But her door was seven steps away from mine, it could be a coincidence.
Still, it was awkward.
"So, I thought Quinn had left?" Mr. Lopez asked with one raised eyebrow that was almost identical to Santana's famous eyebrow raise-thingy. Yeah, words aren't really my thing.
"Uhm.. She has," Santana tried to come over nonchalantly, but the nervous fiddling with the hem of her shirt gave her away.
"Oh," Her mother replied, "that's interesting… Santana dear, can we talk to you for a minute, in private?" I glanced over at her uncertain.
She gulped noticeably but nodded in my direction, so I left her alone with her parents.
I expected her to just ignore the fact that I was with her just moments ago and have breakfast with her parents, leaving me alone. But after a couple of minutes she motioned for me to come back. So I did.
Her mother flashed me a genuine toothy smile. And her father smiled sweetly at me.
That killed all the uncertainty inside of me.
"Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Lopez ," I greeted them.
"Good morning Brittany," Mrs. Lopez said sweetly.
"Good morning to you too," Mr. Lopez added in an evenly sweet voice.
At first I thought their sweetness was fake, but Santana's huge smile told me different.
After breakfast I asked Santana what they'd told her. She just answered that she'd tell me later.
We spent the entire day at the pool, we played Marco Polo with some of the cute little kids in the pool and I noticed how good Santana was with kids. The little munchkins really seemed to like spending some time with us, 'cause their parents were too busy with each other.
Their parents appreciated it too, so we promised the little ones we'd come back to play with them tomorrow around the same time.
Santana and I mutually decided to grab some lunch together 'cause the kids had really worn us out.
But when we got out of the pool to dry ourselves one of the little girls called Ella grabbed Santana's leg and begged her not to go.
The girl was not much older than five and she was adorable. I noticed she was Santana's favorite from the moment we started playing with them.
"I'll be back tomorrow, munchkin." Santana promised the little kid.
Ella just nodded sadly and it sort of broke my heart, but I was really hungry and I knew we both wanted to spend some time together, alone.
Santana looked at the girl sympathetically before bending down to kiss her on the head and stroking lovingly through her hair.
The raven-haired kid looked a little less sad after that and Santana and I threw our clothes back on.
Ella's sister came towards us. She was around 15 and I wondered why their parents waited that many years before taking another kid, 'cause the age gap must be hard to bond over.
But then again, I think everyone could bond with Ella, the girl was so adorable that it wouldn't even matter if her sister was 20, they probably would be just as close as they were now. I kind of forgot the girl's name, but lucky for me Santana remembered it.
"Oh, hey Hailey." Santana smiled sweetly at her.
I wondered if Santana was always this nice. If she was then I don't know what she saw in Quinn, 'cause she was kind of a bitch to me. Maybe Santana was a bitch too? But at the time that seemed impossible to me.
"Hey, I was wondering if you guys came back to the pool tomorrow." The sort-of-question was directed towards both of us, but she only looked at Santana.
Actually she was kinda drooling all over her and it made me beyond jealous, but Santana didn't even seem to notice.
"As a matter of fact we are," Santana smiled at her, which made the younger girl blush, but she didn't even seem to notice that either.
"But now we're going to grab lunch," I cut in, and all but dragged Santana away from the girl.
"What was that all about?" Santana asked confused when she caught up with me. I didn't show that the annoyed frown on her face bugged me.
"Just hungry," I lied. She probably decided to let it go for now, because she just nodded.
After lunch we went to the game room to play some Call of Duty, I found out at lunch it was our mutual favorite game.
But when we arrived at the game room the PS3 console was already occupied. Santana just flopped on the comfortable couch next to the gaming person.
I watched from a distance as they turned their head's towards each other at the exact same moment and flinched at Santana's words.
"Oh, hey Hailey." Santana said as sweetly as she did two hours ago. You have got to be kidding me.
"Hey Santana!" Hailey exclaimed excitedly. Before Hailey could even notice me, which she probably wouldn't have anyway, Ella came running towards me with her arms wide open before wrapping them around my leg.
"Britty!" She all but yelled while I ran my fingers through her hair.
"Hey munchkin," I smiled at her, she tilted her head up to look at me, adorable smile in place.
"Oh, hey Brittany," Hailey acknowledged me ice cold. Santana furrowed her eyebrows while she cast her gaze from me to Hailey and back.
"Okaaaay," Santana dragged out, breaking the tense atmosphere, except it didn't.
"You want to join me?" Hailey asked Santana, successfully ignoring me.
"Sure," Santana replied. She grabbed the controller and lost her mind in the game. Hailey looked at me over her shoulder with a huge smirk on her face which I wanted to punch off. But I'm not one for violence.
Then she turned back towards the TV-screen and had the time of her life with Santana. After 20 minutes of being blatantly ignored by Santana I had enough.
Testing if she'd notice if I'd leave I asked Ella if she wanted to visit the little park I saw earlier. She nodded enthusiastically and so we left. Ella was a great kid and I actually had fun entertaining her.
After a couple of hours I dropped her off with her parents. They thanked me for keeping an eye out for their daughter. I told them it was my pleasure, and that I'd gladly do it again.
They also asked me if I'd seen their other daughter, but since I hadn't seen her in hours I told them I didn't.
After saying goodbye to Ella, I made my way over to the game room. Still in front of the TV playing COD were Santana and Hailey, practically sitting in each other's laps and laughing hysterically. My heart broke at the sight and jealousy crept through my entire body.
I turned around to leave when I heard Santana's voice.
"Seriously, you're awesome. Is your entire family that awesome?"
"What do you mean?" Hailey asked, but I could hear the smirk in her voice.
"Well, you're little sister is adorable, she's seriously the most awesome little munchkin I've ever met. Then there are your parents, I talked to them for about 20 minutes, but I liked them instantly. And then there's you, you're hilarious and just freaking amazing."
Hailey laughed at Santana's little speech, but I didn't find it as amusing.
"Well, you know, we try." Hailey answered in a too sweet voice for my liking, I turned back around to see her scooting even closer to Santana. I didn't even though that was possible.
"Aren't you the modest one." Santana smirked, "You aren't secretly one of those bitches who think they're the hottest piece of ass in this place are you?"
"I think you are." Hailey replied bluntly.
Santana laughed, "Why thank you. You're honestly not that bad yourself."
I could practically see Hailey's inner 'happy-dance'.
I decided I had enough, so I turned back around and walked away. I didn't really have a destination, so I just kept walking to nowhere in particular.
After a couple of moments of just walking around I bumped into Santana.
"Oh sorry!" She exclaimed, before looking up and noticing it was me, "Hey Britt, sorry, wasn't looking."
"That's what you get for texting while walking." I replied coldly before walking away.
I didn't get far before a hand wrapped around my wrist.
"Hey, what's wrong?" She asked with furrowed eyebrows.
I ignored her question and asked one of myself instead. "Who were you texting?"
She tilted her head to the side. I wasn't the curious type, she knew that, so the question probably threw her off.
"Oh- uhm- just, Hailey." She said with a smile.
I rolled my eyes –which I practically never do– and walked away again. Seriously? She's at the same freaking resort! She didn't follow me this time, which I was thankful for.
I avoided her the next couple of days. When I did happen to see her I'd quickly hide behind the first thing I saw before she could see me.
I spent the days with my friends, since that was why I came here in the first place.
We had a lot of fun, I even forgot about Santana for a while.
Mercedes asked me why I wasn't with Santana after the third day of spending time with them twenty-four-seven, but I just shrugged it off as wanting to be with my best friends.
After 5 days I saw Santana in the lobby. She didn't notice me, though. She was way too busy asking random people if they'd seen a tall, blonde girl with blue eyes named Brittany.
They all shook their head.
Her shoulders slumped after the twelfth group of people she'd asked since I was watching.
Something inside of me fluttered when I saw her, desperate to find me.
But then Hailey approached her and suddenly her smile was back into place.
Hailey hugger her tightly, I figured they'd probably became closer in the time I avoided her.
"Have you seen Brittany?" She asked the younger girl, "I haven't seen her in days, she wouldn't leave without saying something first, would she? I text her all the time, but she doesn't reply." It was true, Santana had texted me over a gazillion times over the past five days, but I ignored that as well.
Hailey looked up and locked eyes with me. My eyes grew wide, I thought about jumping behind the pillar I was standing next to, but I wanted to see what she'd say.
"No," she replied, "no, I haven't seen her, but she probably doesn't want to spend time with you anymore if she ignores your texts. She was here with her best friends right?" Santana nodded, "maybe she wanted to spend time with them instead." I narrowed my eyes at her when she glanced at me again.
"But she could tell me… I just want her to be my friend." Santana said, her broken voice broke my heart again. As did the word 'friend'.
"Some people are just like that," Hailey answered while looking up at me again, smirking. "But I'm available to spend time with twenty-four-seven." She added, smiling sweetly at her.
Santana looked up and I could see her nod enthusiastically. Hailey beamed back at her.
Then she leaned in and pecked Santana's cheek before grabbing her hand and dragging her away in the opposite direction then where I was standing. So now Santana had a new play thing? What about Quinn? One side of my brain wondered. It was obviously a platonic kiss. Santana is just obnoxiously oblivious, she didn't know Quinn likes her, she didn't know I liked her and now she doesn't seem to get that Hailey likes her. The other side fired back.
The following days I kept ignoring her, but I saw her attached to Hailey hip more often.
Hailey noticed me watching them a lot and every time she did she would peck Santana's cheek or hug her. It was driving me insane, Santana had a girlfriend, why didn't she say something about it?
Maybe she was just a player, or like, a slut.
Hailey was like seriously handsy with her and I was beyond jealous again. I wanted to march up there and claim Santana back, but there was nothing to claim.
Then the unthinkable happened, Santana turned around to scan the place for Ella when she saw me standing there, eyes wide open.
Hailey tried to grab her hand to prevent her from turning around and seeing me, but it was too late.
"Brittany!" Santana yelled at me.
I turned around and sprinted away, only to be followed by Santana.
"Brittany wait!" She yelled even harder, I started to get tired after running the fastest that I could and she was gaining ground. "Please." She whispered. I stopped running when I heard the brokenness in her voice. She walked towards me and went to stand in front of me.
"Why have you been avoiding me?" There was no accusation in her voice that was barely audible, only pure curiosity.
I didn't answer, I just looked away, not daring to meet her eyes 'cause I was certain I'd see the brokenness in them. She reached her hand up and gently touched my cheek.
Then she put her index finger under my chin and lifted it up, forcing me to look at her.
"Talk to me," she pleaded in a whisper.
"I- you were- I was jealous of you spending time with Hailey, so I avoided you, which only caused in you spending even more time with Hailey." I answered with a soft, humorless chuckle.
Santana sighed, "Honey, why didn't you just tell me? I was worried sick about you." We still weren't talking loud enough for anyone but us to hear.
"I- I don't know, I was just mad, I guess."
Santana's hand moved back up to my cheek, stroking her thumb lightly over the skin there.
"Tell me nothing happened with Hailey." It wasn't a question, more like an order, and I was pleading for it to be true.
She looked away for a blink of an eye, then looked me straight in the eyes, when I saw the guilt in them my heart broke for the millionth time that week.
"We kissed." Was all she said, but it was still more of a whisper.
I nodded slightly.
"I'm so sorry, Brittany. But she kind of took me by surprise, I didn't mean for it to happen. I told her I don't see her like that and she understood. Now she knows we're just friends. I know you must think I'm the biggest slut in the world right now. I really didn't mean for it to happen."
"But it did. And what did Quinn think about all of this?" I asked confused. "Or were you too scared to be honest with her, yet again?"
"Frankly, I did tell her." Santana answered me seeming irritated by my accusation. "And she asked me if I honestly still wanted to be with her. It was up to me."
For a moment I felt a sliver of hope at her words, but it disappeared quickly when I thought everything over again. She should be with Quinn. We wouldn't last any longer than this vacation anyway. And Quinn really loves her. I reasoned with myself. Also I'm way to jealous for all of this, all the staring and the flirting. I probably couldn't handle it.
"What did you answer her?" I asked, still somewhat scared of the answer I was about to receive.
"I told her I want to be with her more than anything." She answered me, looking me straight in the eyes, not fidgeting like she used to. She was sure of what she felt for the first time since I met her. And I made me happy, probably even more happy than I would have been if she'd told me she wanted to be with me.
So I smiled. I smiled a genuine smile at her revelation and she proudly beamed back.
We could be friends. I want more than anything to be this amazing girl's friend. And for the first time since our complicated relationship I could say with certainty that she felt the same way.
A/N: And so far Brittany's POV. This story won't take much longer. I do need to write some more Quinntana fluff before it comes to an end, though. And who would like to see some more of Puck? I love Pucktana friendship. I think they'd be great bros. Let me know in a review if you find the time!
Next chapter won't be up this soon, lol :p