Chapter 7

The next two days passed with nothing exciting happening. Lay out during the dark, party at night, that was the Hampton's for you. I did sneak into town a couple times, where I got reception and of course, and most importantly, I got to talk to Santana. It was short and incredibly sweet. The minute I got reception the missed texts bombarded my phone, I was sad when they stopped. I was only going to be in town for about 15 minutes at most but that would have to hold me over for the rest of the day. I can't say that it did, the best way for me to describe it was like a junkie getting their drug but not enough to give them the high they craved for. That might sound a little dark but it's the only way I could come up with that would fully allow how I felt to be truly shown.

There was a way for me to get reception in the house; if I left my phone on my bed at an exact angle in one spot on the corner of my bed. It was just enough that if she texted me and I got lucky I would receive the text, but it sucked not being able to respond. I hated knowing that she was missing me and there was nothing I could do. The third night became unbearable. It was a smaller party and it didn't last long, as it had started at about 4 in the afternoon. By 11 that night everyone had left or was asleep so I told a half asleep Rachel I was going for a walk, she knew where I was going. I left the house and walked for five minutes down to the private docks, taking a seat at the end I looked at my phone and smiled. I had one bar of signal, enough I hoped to talk to Santana for at least a couple minutes. After sending the text, I waited hoping she was around, thankfully I didn't have to wait for long, less then a minute. This made me smile like a kid on Christmas.

Then as soon as I had it, it was gone, no more signal. My first instinct was to throw my phone as far as I could and with all my might into the lake but then I wouldn't have anyway to talk to her. So I shoved the phone back into my pocket and looked out into the water. It had a calming affect on me and all I could do was think about Santana and how perfect everything would be if she were here. I'm sure if I asked Sugar, Santana would have been more than welcome but it would have been pointless since she had to work. My heart sank thinking about the fact that while I was having fun here, I knew that my heart was back home in California.

That's when it hit me. I was falling for Santana Lopez, my roommate, my best friends good friend and the one girl I didn't think I could ever be with. I knew she liked me but I also knew she didn't want a relationship and I wasn't positive I did either but I knew I wanted Santana. That was as clear as the night's sky, everything in me wanted the gorgeous brunette. I shivered a little and I figured with my revelation that I'd try and get some sleep, although sleep had been hard to come by. I was so used to sleeping with someone that now that she wasn't around to hold me, all I could feel when I crawled into bed was longing.

I put my hand in my pocket to grab my keys and that's when I realized I'd forgotten them. Walking around to the back of the house there were people passed out by the pool and on the air mattress. As I got closer I saw that it was Sugar's ass of a boy; it wasn't really that he was a horrible guy he just has severe commitment issues. He was snoring heavily and was sound asleep, the mattress was close to the pool and I just couldn't help myself. I tried to move it on my own but he wouldn't budge. Quietly I went in the back door and up to Rachel's room where I woke her and motioned with my hand for her to follow me. She glared at me but followed me anyways, knowing I wouldn't wake her up for no reason.

We crept downstairs and out the back door, I didn't have to point, she knew what I was thinking. Together we managed to slide the mattress into the pool, it made a little noise but the ass just stirred. We silent high fived and went back inside and into her room where we both started laughing.

"That was great Britt, Sugar is going to love that!"

"We just have to make sure one of us gets up early with a camera." As I said it I could see the light bulbs going off in her head. For a minute I sat thinking and then I remembered the security camera's. We crept back downstairs and into the room where the computers for the cameras were, I don't know how she knew, and I wasn't about to ask but Rachel fixed it so the camera was facing the pool. Smiling at each other we went back upstairs.

That was two days ago, two very long days ago. Most everyone else had headed back to their lives. I was missing mine, her name, well I'm sure you know it by now. It wasn't like I wasn't having fun, I really was but it just didn't feel complete. At first I thought that maybe it would help me get over her a little, we're friends, roommates and not wanting relationships. I think in my heart I knew I did, as long as it was with her. There was no way that I was admitting that to anyone anytime soon though, I could barely admit it to myself.

Oh, by the way, Damian otherwise known as the boy or the ass woke up in the pool. He rolled right off that mattress and right into the water, he was just lucky the pool's heated. The fact we got it on camera was even more priceless, there was a lot of pointing and laughing. Let's just say I wouldn't want to wake up hung over, in a pool. As I always say though, you get what you deserve and karma's a bitch. Most importantly Sugar loved it and that's all that was really important to Rachel and I.

Now we were out on the boat, just us girls out in the middle of the lake. Cocktails in hand, we were more than drunk, especially for the time of day. That's when the question came that I had been waiting for. "Britt when are you and Santana going to get together?"

"Yeah B, what's up with this Santana character doesn't she have two eyes?"

I couldn't help but laugh at their questions, Santana definantly had two eyes and they were gorgeous. "We just don't have that kind of relationship, room mates with benefits." It was our usual answer when anyone asked us about our relationship.

"You have that more than friends look in your eyes." Sugar almost slurred as she tried to look at me.

It might have been the drinks, it might have been my conscious but I couldn't hold it in anymore. "Okay fine I'm falling for Santana Lopez."

They all awwed and cheered but I didn't feel happy about it, not when I knew those feelings could never be returned and I never expected them to. I told myself that I wasn't going to fight against this but it's gotten to the point where I might as well just let it happen and from that moment I had a new logic. Whatever happens, happens. Simple and easy, the way no true love was so I knew I was in for it.

We spent the rest of the day this way, sharing secrets and stories, and reminising about old ones. It took my mind off Santana for awhile but nothing seemed to do that for very long and I'd barely talked to her, I kept thinking of excuses so that I'd have to go into town but nothing was ever a good enough reason. It started to get darker so we had Liz drive back, she was the only one that was a sober. When we got back to the house some of the guys were getting ready to head into town, I wasn't interested in where I was tired and needed a nap to hopefully dream about Santana. As I got comfortable in bed my thoughts 3000 miles away Rachel and Sugar barged in and started jumping on my bed. I groaned and rolled over and gave them annoyed looks.

"The guys are going into town."

"To some car racing thing." Rachel finished.

I grabbed a pillow and threw it at them. "What does this have to do with me?"

"We're going." They said in unison, I simply shook my head no, all I wanted to do was dream. They nodded.

"Listen Britt I love you but I'm sick of you mopping and only being half happy, if you get to talk to Santana for three hours then I will sit through stupid car races."

Sugar had a grin on her face, she had something else up her sleeve. "And, there will be ice cream!"

Ice cream, three hours with Santana, yeah I was sold. Practically jumping out of bed I put a skirt and tank top on. My two best friends now sat killing them selves laughing on my bed, I guess it was kind of funny but I wasn't going to let them know that. Putting my hand on my hip I gave them a look and they stopped laughing; at least as hard.

Frankly watching cars go around in a circle was not my thing, and the smell of fumes was less than appealing. The headache I had achieved from the noise was no where near my idea of fun but none of that remotely mattered to me as I sat there talking to the girl of my dreams. Everything around me seemed to be a blur, all I could focus on was the phone I held tightly in my hand. Unfortunately, Santana and I were in the middle of a little argument, which may have been my fault. You see I've really missed her and I know that doesn't make it right but I couldn't fathom her missing me the same way. It wasn't insecurity it was the bare facts, at least as they were in my mind. The words were typed and sent before I could really think them through. 'You don't like me as much as I like you and that's fine I've excepted it'. Closing my eyes for a second I knew Santana was going to be pissed. As if I read her mind the text I got back proved I was right about her being pissed. 'Don't ever say that shit to me'.

'Why? It's true and you know it'. The words typed themselves and I knew I was wrong but I coudln't help it.

'No it's fucking not'. Yep she was pissed and rightfully so, I guess.

'I'm falling in love with you, as much as I don't want to I am, I just can't help it and I know you can't say the same'. It was getting towards the end of the night and we were leaving any minute I wanted to know what she would say to that. As I waiting, not so patiently my head on Rachel's shoulder my phone never rang. Looking down I realised it was dead and the time it would take to charge we'd already be back at the house. I'd have to suffer with not knowing until I managed to get reception again.

Later that night we were back at the house and I hadn't gone near my phone. It was burning a hole in my pocket and the phantom vibrations were driving me insane. Towards the end of the night or should I say early morning, I went upstairs to change into something more comfortable and I had a message. The smile on my face stretched from ear to ear and at that moment it didn't matter to me if she had said she hated me. Opening it I couldn't help but smile. 'I say we just let whatever happens take its course. I'm not worrying about if I'm falling for you because I love your company. If it happen so be it but I do know that I miss you and just so you know I'm keeping your heart safe'.

Laying back in bed I closed my eyes, I couldn't argue it proved that for the time being I liked her more but knowing she had my heart meant everything. It meant she actually wanted it and just thinking about it made the butterflies errupt in my stomach. It stemmed from something I said when I left, I told her I was leaving my heart with her and she had promised to take care of it. Knowing that she remembered that lame saying seemingly meant everything to me. I wasn't one to fall easy or fast but there was nothing in this world that could stop me from falling in love with Santana Lopez, not even myself. How was I possibly going to manage another week and a bit away from her?