Chapter 19 – Brittany's POV

I woke up with a kink in my neck, the couch was uncomfortable when you slept on it the wrong way. Santana had been gone all of one day, visiting her parents up north and the day had so far been miserable. I couldn't sleep last night, which is why I ended up falling asleep on the couch in the middle of the day. It was getting a bit chilly so I decided to put on a sweater but to my surprise I couldn't find it in my room, walking into Santana's room I saw it laying on her bed. "Theif," I mumbled to myself as I picked it up, and that's when I saw it; a picture of the two of us on her birthday dancing. I picked up the picture and studied it closely, if you hadn't known better anyone would have thought that we were together.

It was then that it hit me. I was going to make a huge collage and use some lyrics to ask her out, two of her favourite things, music and pictures. I'd have to have it ready by the time she got home, otherwise it was going to be a lot harder to pull off. Grabbing my sweater I headed back to my bedroom to start painting the background of my collage. For whatever reason I suddenly felt incredibly motivated to get this done, I think it just had to do with wanting to be able to call Santana my girlfriend.

About a half hour into my painting session, I had settled for painting the beach at sunrise, Santana's favourite, when there was a knock at the door. I was going to ignore it but my cell phone started to buzz, Rachel.

"Hello," I answered the annoyance in my tone evident. "Just come in you know where the hide a key is."

A minute later Rachel had laid herself down on my bed. "What are you painting?"

"Something for Santana, she told me she's always wanted a painting of the ocean so this will be it." I tilted my head to the side to look at it from a different angle and so far it looked nothing like I wanted it too, but that would change.

Rachel sat on my bed and picked up a magazine and started to flip through it as I continued to paint. She knew better than to get in my way while I had a creative flow going. I hadn't heard her put the magazine down or stand up, I was so lost in my zone. "You're asking Santana out! That's what this is all about! I can't believe I just figured it out."

Busted! I only hoped that my best friend would keep her trap shut, I knew she wouldn't tell Santana but if she told Quinn then I was done for. "You can not tell Quinn Rachel."

"Swear on my voice." She sat back down, and then jumped back up and hugged me. "She better say yes, or I am so going rage black out on her ass!"

I couldn't suppress the laugh. "Easy Rachel, I'm sure she will, hopefully, maybe?" My face dropped and I was back to being unsure of myself and my decision.

"Of course she will, if she has two eyes and a heart." Rachel always had a way of making me laugh and I was thankful for that, especially right now. "Brit, relax or you're going to need work done well before your time." What can I say, you can take the girl out of L.A but you can't take L.A out of the girl, cliche I know, but oh so true.

"It's time for a break, lets go up to the roof and get some fresh air." Standing up I grabbed my sweater as Rachel followed me upstairs.

We looked out at the water and I just couldn't help but miss Santana that little bit more. "That reminds me, you and Santana are coming to the bon fire right? If not I might break Finn's neck, I love him but he's a little too, hmm, what's the word I'm looking for..."

"Smart?" Rachel smacked my arm.

"No, excessive."

I rolled my eyes. "I will be there for sure, I'm not sure exactly what time Santana's flight comes in but I will remind her."

Bonfire

Santana still wasn't home yet, when I talked to her she was at the airport but her flight was delayed, something to do with the weather but her phone was cutting out so I couldn't hear her clearly. I packed up a bag with a couple blankets in it, threw on a sweater and headed down to the beach with Rachel and Quinn.

To be honest, I really was not in the mood for people, all I wanted was to curl up with a good book and mope until Santana got back. There were two reasons why I wasn't doing just that, 1) I figured I couldn't live my life that way and 2) Rachel, that girl would beat me until I was the pulp in orange juice.

I found an open spot next to Rachel and Quinn and laid my blanket down. Some of our friends had brought their guitars and I really wanted to turn all this into a Juicy Fruit commercial and smash those damn guitars and then throw the broken pieces into the fire. I thought against that as I pulled my other blanket over me and got lost in the flame. It was hard to explain, I've honestly never felt this way before but there was something about Santana that had me constantly drawn to her. There was a keg sitting not to far from me but I really wasn't in the mood to get up to get a drink, or even to drink really. Once again I was lost in thoughts of my gorgeous roommate, I'd have to remember to thank Rachel and Quinn again for that one.

I'm not sure how much time had past but without me realizing it someone was walking up behind me. I felt legs rest down on either side of my own and warm arms wrap around me and hands in the front pocket of my hoodie. There was no need for me to turn around I knew who it was, the smell of her perfume alone was enough to tip me off,instantly I relaxed against her chest.

She kissed my cheek and the smile on my face grew. "You didn't think I would miss this with you did you?" She smiled and held me a little a closer. "Puck, stop playing crappy music, and play something decent or put a cd on." The way she read my mind sometimes was incredible and had me wondering if she was psychic, crazy I know but it's L.A. anything is possible.

Rubbing her hands up and down my stomach from my pocket she whispered, "you look all cute in my hoodie". I smiled and turned my head and kissed her cheek. Moving her hands out of the pockets and under the sweater she lightly scratched her fingers up my stomach and over my ribs just barely, she knew I loved when she did that. "I love you," she whispered in my ear and the butterflies erupted.

"I love you too baby. You and those butterflies, I'll have to train them to resist you." I smiled and kissed a spot on her neck.

"You can't those butterflies are my students and they only listen to me, so you're screwed."

Looking up I stuck my tongue out at her and she pointed at me. "Eh? What did I tell you about that? One of these days I'm going to come through on my threat and put that back where it belongs."

"Yeah right." I laughed at her knowing that it had been months of her making that threat and it never being followed through. "I'd make some threats towards you but I'm behaving." Grinning, I turned my attention back to the fire.

"No, no, no, that's not fun and tonight is about fun. See what's really fun is flirting and then not behaving." She leaned over and kissed my shoulder and I felt her hold me just a little closer. It was as if we could never get close enough, physically and emotionally. For right now, this was perfect and it was exactly where I wanted to be.

"Well you see Miss. Lopez, I'm not really one for pda but," I looked around and realized no one was paying attention to us and they wouldn't be anytime soon. I turned my body and laid her down gently. Softly, I kissed her neck and barely ran the tips of my fingers over her stomach. Moving my kisses down I sucked on her collarbone for just a second, if she wanted to play dirty, I could sure as hell play with the best of them. Before she knew it I moved my kisses back up and placed a soft kiss on her cheek before pecking her on the lips and leaning back.

She laid her head back and mumbled something that sounded like wow and smiled at me before closing her eyes for a second. Leaning back up she kissed me slowly, like I was delicate and going to break at her kiss as she ran her hands up the back of my shirt.

Smiling I pulled back on her bottom lip just a little and then leaned my forehead against hers. "You are incredible sexy Miss. Pierce, have I ever told you that?"

I couldn't help but laugh a little. "Once or twice, but I'm getting cold, what do you say we go home?"

"Home sounds perfect." We stood up and picked up our stuff and waved by to everyone before walking the five minutes back to our apartment. Once the door was open and we were inside Santana closed the door and dropped the bag she had been holding. She picked me up as I wrapped my legs around her waist and carried me into her bedroom, which we basically shared, laying me down on the bed she kissed my forehead and took off her sweater and threw it aside. Then being the tease she is she walked into the bathroom and appeared a second later at the doorway with a toothbrush in her mouth. "You know, I like when you leave your toothbrush in my bathroom." It was hard to make out through the sound of her brushing her teeth but I'm pretty sure that's what she said. Standing up I moved past her, and made my way over to the sink and started to brush my teeth. "Oh yeah and why is that?"

She shrugged and rinsed her mouth out and wrapped her arms around my waist. Looking at me in the mirror she simply whispered, "it just feels good". It did feel good, it felt like I wasn't just her roommate but someone she really cared about and loved, like we were a real couple and not just whatever we were. I'd have to remember to leave my toothbrush in here more often but for now it was time to head to bed. As I rinsed my mouth out Santana had shed some of her clothes and climbed into bed, following her I did the same and climbed into bed and wrapped my arms around her. I asked her how everything was back home and she told me how the past few days had been for her but before long we both found ourselves falling asleep. Leaning up I pecked her on the lips softly and laid my head back down on her chest. This was definitely how things were meant to be for us, I could feel it.