Soo happy 4th of July again! I know I already said it but i feel like saying it again! (; Anyways thanks for the recent reviews! They help me write better. :p enjoy the story!

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Exclaimer: I don't own glee

"I love you" Chapter 11

"Shhhh, we gotta be quiet." Santana whispered to Brittany as the entered the locker room. "How much time do we have until practice is over?"

Brittany looked up at the clock on the wall above the water foutain, "We have 2 hours, practice just started."

Santana gave a smirk and sat on the bench. She used her pointer finger and curled it letting Brittany know to come over to her. She then patted her lap telling her to sit on it.

Brittany skipped over to her and straddled her lap so she was facing her, "Last time we did this I was on the bottom." She winked at her.

Santana gave out a giggle but then remembered what had happened the last time they did do this. It ended horrible and she almost lost Brittany.

"What's wrong?" Brittany asked sencing the look on Santana's face.

Santana snapped out of thought and looked up at Brittany, "Nothing, I'm just really happy that were together now." She said cupping Brittany's right cheek with her left hand.

"I knew it!" A voice lightly yelled from the other side of the room. Which had a "Shh, they're gonna hear us!" Whisper after it.

Brittany snapped out of Santana's lap and looked around, "Whose there?"

Santana followed her actions and stood up off the bench, "Seriously, who the fuck is in here?"

Santana didn't like to admit it but she always had a fear that she would die in a locker room. All those horror movies she saw made her believe that it would actually happen to her. So, she clung to Brittany's side in need of protection.

Giggles were heard from across the room.

Santana's eyes went huge and her face went pale. She closed her eyes and started praying in her mind. If she was going to die now, she might as well beg the Lord for forgiveness of her sins. Oh, and trust me, there is alot of them.

Brittany looked over at her girlfriend, "San? Are you okay? You look like a ghost!"

"We are gonna die! I saw this in a movie! There going to take a blade to our thoats and kill is! I don't wanna die Britt! I didn't even get to see who -A is on Pretty Little Liars!" Santana cried out holding on to Brittany for dear life.

"Isn't it Mona?" Brittany asked titling her head.

"No! There's more then one of them!" Santana yelled out looking in ever direction possible.

The next think you heard was loud laughing coming near them.

"Ahh! I love you, Brittany! If i'm gonna die I want to tell you that!" Santana breathed out.

Brittany's eyes went wide and a huge smile grew on her face. 'She loves me' she thought in her mind.

"So you guys would discuss who -A is when you were about to die?" Chelsea laughed out when she walked towards them. Lilly walked with her but couldn't get any words out because she was still laughing too hard.

"San.. Your face.. Priceless!" Is all that Lilly could get before she collapsed on the bench holding her stomach to catch her breath.

"Are you fucking me!" Santana yelled out. "You scared me shitless thinking I was going to die?" She threw her hands in the air.

Chelsea let another laugh escape her mouth, "We were going to come out of hiding but then you started going on a I don't want to die rant and we couldn't help ourselves!"

"You gotta admit you were pretty funny." Brittany nudged her with an elbow.

"Whatever." Santana rolled her eyes.

"Oh don't be like that." Brittany smiled pulling her into a hug.

"Oh, and is there something going on between you too? Because last time you were fighting and now you guys can't stop touching eachother?" Chelsea folded her arms smirking at them.

Santana and Brittany both looked at eachother and they're cheeks started burning up.

"Uhmm, well were kind of together now." Brittany smiled at them. "But it's kind of a secret though. Like how you two are."

"Ohhh, I see." Chelsea unfolded her arms. "Well I'm happy for you guys. And hey, don't afraid to ask me and Lilly about any relationship questions. You know, since we all play for the same team now." She grinned.

"Are you asking to have a foursome?" Brittany asked in a serious tone.

All of the girls eyes went wide, "No, no, no..." Chelsea shook her head.

"Oh, okay. Because Santana is all mine!" She snapped pulling Santana in her.

Lilly gave a laugh, "Don't worry, she's all yours. But, Chelsea is all mine." She playfully growled getting up and standing next to her girlfriend.

"So how did this all happen?" Chelsea asked the girls.

Santana ended up telling the whole story. She started from the ignoring part to the verbal fight with Mike. She also mentioned what happened with Puck, though she didn't mention that she went to Brittany's house after. She would've been a little embarrased if she mentioned that.

"I'm going to cut his balls off!" Brittany yelled as she glared toward the wall.

"That was an asshole move he did!" Lilly added in.

"Did her try to atleast apologize?" Chelsea asked.

"Well my mom said he stopped by at the house and he tried in the hallway but I didn't walk to talk to him. I'm still mad at him." Santana snarred just by thinking of him.

After what felt like 15 minutes practice had finally ended because a bunch of Cherio's entered the locker room.

The girls saw Quinn walking up to them with a furious look on her face, "Thanks for showing up to practice!"

Santana was about to say something when Lilly butted in, "We did show up to practice blondie."

"For what? The first 5 minutes before ditching?" Quinn growled."What till coach finds out about this!"

"What a snitch! She'll never be on top if all the Cherio's hate her." Lilly snapped.

Quinn's face faltered into a frown, "I won't be ontop?" She whispered to herself. "Whatever." She ended it at that and walked away.

After taking a shower and got dressed it was time to go home. Chelsea and Lilly offered to take the girls home but they decided to walk home instead.

They walked side by side on the sidewalk swinging there linked pinkys.

"So do you really feel that way?" Brittany broke the silence between them.

"Feel what way?" Santana asked giving her a confused look.

"Well when you thought you were going to die in the locker room you kinda told me that you, you know...love me." She whispered the 'love me' part.

Santana took a deep breath in suprise. She wasn't expecting that question, "Oh uhmm.."

Brittany looked down at her feet, "It's okay if you don't, I understand."

Santana stopped them and turned Brittany so she was facing her, "I said what i ment."

Brittany's face lit up in seconds,"really?"

Santana giggled at her expression and nodded her head. She then pulled her so they could start walking again.

"You know after Puck's house I actually walked down to yours." Santana pointed out.

"Oh? You didn't tell us that in the locker room." Brittany added.

"Well, it's kind of embarrassing Britt." She gave a short laugh. "Well, when i got to your house I kind of broke down into tears and stayed there for like a half an hour. I guess I just wanted you so made that the want turned into love."

Brittany frowned, "You cried? Because of me?"

"No Britt, It was my fault I was crying. It was my choice to avoid you and turn you down. I made myself cry because I was stupid. But then i realized there and then that I loved you. I kept on trying to make myself beleive that what we have isn't normal and then I had to be straight. But I was wrong. What we have, makes me happy." She said smiling.

Brittany felt a tear escape her eye and wiped it and she sniffled.

"Britt, are you crying?" Santana turned to face her.

"No." she said in a cracked voice.

"Awe baby, don't cry." Santana whispered wipping away her tears. She then pulled her into a tight hug.

Brittany layed her head in the crook of her neck and let the tears fall. "I love you, too, Santana." She breathed out hugging her tighter as if she never wanted to let go.