I'll Defend You If You'll Defend Me?
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Summary: Becky Jackson is trying to survive high school the best that she can. While Santana Lopez is struggling to accept herself and be proud of the person she has become. Can these two people become friends and help each other succeed?
Pairings: Santana Lopez and Becky Jackson. Other pairings: Rachel Berry and Santana Lopez. Brittany Pierce and Santana Lopez. Also other characters have small parts.
It's important to note, that I do not have Down syndrome, but I am "different". I know what it feels like to feel unworthy at time and like no matter what I try to do it's useless.
I hope you enjoy!
~ Rachel ~
"Hey Rachel are you nervous?" any one in the world could have asked me. I was very nervous, not because I was going out with Santana, a girl. I wanted her to fully enjoy her first experience with me.
Becky and I planned out the whole date and I created a PowerPoint presentation about it because I enjoy them and I understood things better after making a presentation.
I got up on Saturday morning with a smile splattered across my face. I worked out vigorously on my Stairmaster. I felt wonderful after. I then showered. When I got out of the shower, I thought it was an acceptable time to text Santana.
TO SANTANA: Good morning. Hope u're excited for tonight. I am. B ready for 5pm. I'll pick u up. ~ R.
Then I sent it.
Within a minute she replied.
TO RACHEL: I can't wait. Where are we going? ;-)
I replied, "It's a surprise" In the text.
TO RACHEL: what should I wear?
I thought about it and then texted, "Something comfortable, but Santana sexy! ;-)
I chuckled to myself.
Then I got dressed, told my fathers that I was going out to the florist and would be back in a little while.
I heard an "Aww" from both of them as I closed the door. It made me smile.
I drove off to "Romance's Flowers" and happily entered the florist.
"Hello, how may I help you?" Chrissy asked.
"I would like to order a bouquet of tiger lilies, if I may?" I asked politely.
"Tiger lilies, huh," the florist asked with a smile.
"Yes, please, is that a problem," I asked nervously.
"Oh, no, I was just curious since we don't get too many orders for those. Is the person unique?" the florist asked with a smile.
"Beyond…" I answered honestly.
"Great, is ten minutes okay?" Chrissy asked.
"Yes, I'll be back, thank you," I replied and then left the store.
I waited in my car and turned up the radio. Then I realized.
There's no song part of the date. Darn it!
Then as if the Gods were listening the perfect song came on the radio that expressed my true feelings for Santana. I Googled the lyrics to the song on my phone and e-mailed them to myself.
Practice later!
Then I walked back to the florist and I was amazed at the huge arrangement that Chrissy had created.
"Wow! These are beautiful! Thank you so much," I said bewildered.
'You're very welcome. I also threw in some red and pink roses," the florist said, "So it's $40…"
"That's it?" I asked shocked.
"Yes," she said through her smile.
I paid for the purchase.
"I'll definitely be back. Thank you. I'll tell my friends," I said and smiled widely.
"Thank you!" she said and waved.
I gently and kind of awkwardly carried out the bouquet and placed it gently in the backseat. I drove home cautiously. When I arrived home, I gingerly got them out of the car. I even rang the doorbell so I wouldn't hurt them. My Dad opened the door and his jaw dropped.
"Rachel, those are gorgeous," Hiram said, "Hey, Leroy!"
My Daddy ran up and dramatically put this hand on his forehead. "Wow!"
"And they were very cheap too," I said and smiled.
"That's our girl!" Hiram exclaimed happily.
With a smile and a wave, I put Santana's flowers in the refrigerator for the couple hours I'd be home and then went upstairs to pick out my outfit.
I threw the clothe hangers across rod in frustration.
Why does most of my clothing have animals on them? I thought.
About to give up, I finally found the perfect outfit. It was risky, but not too much. I picked out a spaghetti strap, sun dress with little yellow suns spread across the fabric. It fell right above my knee. The top part of the dress was a V-neck, but it didn't reveal too much.
Before I changed my clothes, I enjoyed another shower. I had a cooler one to awaken my senses and be fully in the moment. While in there, I thought about Santana and everything I wanted to share with her.
Before I knew it I looked down at my fingertips and found that they looked pruney so I got out of the shower. I dried off and put my bathrobe on. I applied my makeup, lightly. I added some perfume and picked out a pretty star necklace from the jewelry box she had gotten for me.
I walked to my bed where I had laid out my outfit and got dressed. It was now 4:15 in the afternoon.
Ugh forty-five minutes left!
I got dressed and headed downstairs with my purse and car keys. My cell phone was already in my purse.
As I walked down the stairs, both of my fathers looked up at me and smiled.
"Princess, you look so pretty," my Dad said and smiled brightly.
"Gorgeous," Daddy added, "Can we talk to you for a minute?"
"Of course," I said as I follow them into our living room.
"So you're going to pick her up?" Dad asked to start the conversation.
"Yes, in less than a half hour," I said as I looked at my watch and began to get excited.
"Ok, we both expect you to be responsible…but have a great time," Dad sweetly demanded.
"When have I not been?" I asked with a smile.
"True, very true…We've talked about it and have decided not to give you a curfew tonight…" Daddy said.
"This is wonderful. Now we don't have to worry about time restraints as we get to know each other better. Thank you," I said genuinely.
I then got up and hugged them both.
I didn't want to chance being late, so I grabbed her flowers from the refrigerator and bolted past my parents and out the door.
Before I closed the door to the house with an excited bang, I heard my Daddy said, "Ah! Young love!" I'm sure he smiled.
~ Maribel Lopez ~
At precisely, 4:59pm, my doorbell rang.
"Ma, I'm not ready, get the door!"
"Yes, ma'am…I'm on it," I yelled back upstairs and walked towards the door. I took a deep breath, put a smile on my face, and opened the door.
As I opened it I saw a huge bouquet of flowers, but I didn't see the girl behind them.
"Uh, hello?" I asked.
"Oh, hello, Mrs. Lopez, it's Rachel…Rachel Berry behind these flowers!"
"Oh, hello, dear," I said joyfully. "Come on in."
Rachel started to enter my house and almost tripped.
"Oh, watch your step." I apologized.
"Yes, thank you. May I put these down so I can formally introduce myself?" Rachel said shyly.
"Of course, put them over here," I said as I walked to the little table we have, "Follow my voice…To your right, more, okay. Start to put them down. Do you feel the table?"
Rachel felt the table and put the flowers down. When she stood back upright, she said, "Whew! Thank you for your assistance. It's very nice to meet you!" She extended her hand for a handshake.
"It's nice to meet you too," I said and shook her hand. Then I guided her to our living room. "Please have a seat. San's just finishing getting ready. She should be done shortly."
We sat in silence for a few seconds. Rachel looked around and said, "You have a beautiful home."
"Thank you very much. I like it!" I said and smiled.
She softly chuckled.
"So I heard about your incident with Hudson," I said and smiled.
"Oh yeah, that. Well that's all behind me, anyways. I owe him," Rachel said.
"Why?"
"Because of what he did, he actually brought Santana and me a bit closer, if you can believe that!"
"Actually I can-." I started to say, but then my daughter was coming down the stairs. Rachel shot up and ran to the bouquet of flowers. She grabbed them just in time for Santana to turn the little corner into the living room.
"Rachel, these are magnificent," she gasped and smiled.
Rachel awkwardly tried to hand them over. She ended up pretty much throwing them at my daughter. Santana caught them and didn't seem to mind.
"Hmm," Santana said as she sniffed the bouquet.
She turned to me and said, "Mom, would you please put these in some water for me and place them on my windowsill?"
"Absolutely, honey. You two have a great time. Come home when you're ready, okay?" I asked.
"Yes, sure," Santana replied.
"Thank you for chatting with me, Mrs. Lopez. Hope to see you again real soon!" Rachel said with a smile.
"I look forward to that also. Good night girls," I said as they left the house.
~ Santana ~
As soon as I closed the door, I pulled Rachel in for a tight hug.
"Thank you for my flowers. They are beautiful. You look gorgeous," I whispered into her ear.
"You look amazing," she whispered back.
I was wearing a red, above the knee skirt with a black, tight, V-neck, Latin shirt. My hair was half up and half down.
Once the hug ended she grabbed my hand and gently guided me to her car.
"Here we go," she said and let go of my hand. She opened the door for me.
"Thank you," I said as I got into her car. She hurried around to her side.
Once she was seated inside, she turned to look at me so I asked, "So what's the plan?"
"Well, first, I'd like to take you to the park to walk around, sound okay?" she said shyly.
"Rachel, whatever you want to do is totes okay with me," she said as she grabbed my hand and squeezed it.
She had a sheepish smile on her face and she drove off to the park.
~ Rachel ~
When we got to the park and I had pulled into a parking space, she went to open her door, but I yelled, "Don't!"
She raised her hands up into the air.
I got out of the car, went on her side, and opened her door for her. I extended my hand to her and she grabbed it. I shut the door and locked it.
Then we walked hand in hand around the lake that was in the middle of the park.
As we walked we shared a comfortable silence.
Then I timidly asked, "Do you wanna…"
"Do I wanna what, Rachel," she asked with excitement in my voice.
"Play sort of a game?"
"Haha! That wasn't what I thought you were going to ask, but yeah sure," she replied with a soft chuckle.
"Okay, may I go first," I asked and she motioned me with her other hand to go ahead.
"Why me?"
"Why you what?" she asked with a small smile.
"Why did you choose me? You could have had any girl in school, practically. Even if they had a boyfriend. So why me?"
I saw her take a deep breath. I knew she really wanted to think about her answer.
She said, "First, you're gorgeous, but I don't think you know it or if you do you don't show it off to impress others…um, you're very goal oriented. When you say that you are going to leave Ohio after graduation and achieve great things, I have no doubts that you will. Rachel, you're just the whole package so that I why I chose you. I didn't choose you…my heart did. It was the best choice it has ever made!"
I had stopped walking so she got nervous. "Was that too much to say?"
"No, Santana, you were being honest, and I so appreciate it," I said and kissed her cheek.
"Thank you," she said into my ear.
I saw her blush, but then she said, "Ok, my turn…If you could name the one attribute that you look for in a person you want to date what would it be?"
"Huh?" I said absentmindedly because I was still recovering from her answer.
"What characteristics do you want me to have," she simplified her question.
"I want you to be honest, loving, compassionate, and able to take my crap, and just stay around even when things get hard…" I said and smiled.
"Why wouldn't I stay around? Are you afraid that I'd leave you?" she asked concerned. She found a park bench and led me over to it.
As we sat down, I continued, "I've had experiences where people have just gone away without any warning or excuses. It left me feeling unwanted…"
"Who did that?" she asked with a little anger in her voice.
"Santana, calm down, it's okay now," I said to calm her down. I smiled at her reaction. She wanted to protect me from anything bad.
"No, Rachel, who was so stupid to leave you…" she insisted.
"My Mom," I said sadly.
"I don't follow," she asked and looked confused.
"Well, my Dads hired a surrogate to have me. Once I was born she gave me to them. I found her and she doesn't want me, like at all. That one hurt the most and I believe she's the reason that I am the way that I am sometimes. I think about mother/daughter relationships and what I am missing out on. Don't get me wrong, I love my fathers to death and am so happy that we are a family, but I sometimes wonder…"
She took my hands into her own and our eyes connected. She looked deep into mine as she said, "Rachel, I know that I'm not her, but you now have a home…" She let go of one of my hands to pat her heart. Then she grabbed my hand again.
"Thank you, Santana!"
"You are very welcome. I have the next question…am I your first?"'
"Um, yes, you are. You're the first of many new experiences for me. First person to tell me they have a crush one. The first person to actually do something about it. The first person that looks at me like I'm the only one for them. You're the first person that I can see a future with. And you're the first person who I desperately want to kiss…" I said and then took a big breath.
She pulled me up from the bench and we just stood in silence again. She let go of my hands. She pulled me as close to her as possible. She tilted her head slightly to the left and I tilted mine to the right. As our heads moved forward we could both feel each other's deep breathes.
Am I dreaming? Is this really going to happen?
To prove to me that this was happening, she raised her hands and cupped my cheeks and pulled me into the most passionate kiss ever. Our lips met and moved together flawlessly. I opened my mouth a little to let out a moan and as soon as I did her tongue darted into my mouth and began to massage my tongue.
Her hands moved from my face to my upper back as she massaged my back in an up and down motion. I pulled her as close to me as I could. I couldn't get enough. I swore that I felt her heart beating in her chest.
More, more, more! My thoughts demanded.
I pulled her closer, if that was even possible. My tongue automatically lifted up to lightly massage the roof of her mouth.
"Rachel," she moaned in my mouth.
This is enticed me even more. Without breaking our kiss, I found the strength to get her to sit down on the bench and I straddled her lap. She moved up to the edge of the park bench for me to have better access. Once we were situated, I wrapped both of my arms around her shoulders and felt her wrapped her arms around my waist. We continued to kiss for a good ten minutes because we didn't want to know what it would feel like not to be as close as we were.
I felt my body press into her and the motion made her lean against the park bench. We continued to kiss for several more minutes before she mumbled, "Rachel…"
I broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. I was happy to see that they were still closed. When she opened them she saw me smiling at her.
"Um, as much as I love this and I do, more than life itself, I think we better stop before we tear each other's clothes off and go at it on a park bench," she suggested.
I got up from my seat on her lap and sat next to her in silence. She looked at me sideways and I looked at her sideways and we both started to laugh together. It was as if we were partaking in a "naughty" activity and were almost caught "red handed".
"Are you hungry, San," I asked.
"Yea, a little," she replied and her stomach gurgled as if on cue.
"Shall we go to dinner," I suggested.
"We shall," she responded.
I grabbed her hands and pulled her up from the bench. I extended my arm out and she intertwined hers with mine. We walked to the car. Once we got to it, I opened the car door and she got in.
~ Santana ~
While I waited for Rachel to get into her car and take us to dinner, I thought about the kiss we just shared.
"Did I hurt you?" I asked suddenly fearing that I might have. She had just shut the door behind her.
"When?" she asked as she put her seatbelt on.
"When we kissed," I said timidly.
"Santana, no! You were patient and your kiss was very tender. I enjoyed it…a little too much cuz I'd like to do it again…"
She smiled and then ducked her head down. "If I ever hurt you, you'll let me know, right?"
"Of course, but I truly don't foresee that happening, my dear," she said as she was driving.
"Oh good, where are we going?" my head popped out and I gazed out the window.
"We going to an Italian restaurant that serves vegan food also, if that okay?" she asked.
"Of course, Rachel," I said and grabbed her free hand.
We sat there like that for the remainder of the trip. Once we got to the restaurant, I just sat in the car. She smiled and got out quickly to open my door. She extended her hand which I accepted. We walked hand in hand into the restaurant.
"Hello, welcome to Mario's. Do you have a reservation," the hostess asked.
"Yes, two for Berry," Rachel said with pride.
"Oh yes, right this way."
Rachel allowed me to go first so I did.
The restaurant was old fashioned looking with paper table clothes. The atmosphere was dark, but inviting. I noticed a little stage area with a microphone set up. There was also an area for dancing...
Once we were at our table, Rachel pulled out my chair for me.
"Thank you," I said with a smile. As I sat down she pushed it in for me. Then she went to her side of the table.
"Here you go," the hostess said as she handed us menus. "Enjoy!"
"Thank you," I said.
"Santana, order anything you want," Rachel suggested with a grin.
"Are you sure? The prices are…"
"Order anything you want," she repeated.
'Hello, my name is Chris. What may I get you two to drink?" our waiter asked as he approached our table.
As I was about to order just a Diet Coke, Rachel chimed in, "May we have a bottle of sparkling cider?"
She looked at me quickly and I nodded. Then she looked at the waiter and he said, "Absolutely. Take your time with the menu, I'll be back."
"Was that okay that I ordered for both of us?" she asked nervously.
"Sure. Very chivalrous, Ms. Berry…" I said and winked at her.
"Eh, it's how I roll!"
She burst out in uncontrollable laughter. Once she caught her breath she asked, "Oh, is it?"
I smiled widely and winked at her.
Just then Chris came back with our sparkling cider and two wine glasses. He popped the cork and poured the liquid into each of our glasses.
"What will you two be having?"
"Santana," she motioned for me to go first.
"May I have the angel hair pasta with shrimp, please?"
Absolutely. And you?" he asked Rachel.
"That sounds great actually, I'll have the same," she said and smiled.
"Great. It'll be out soon!"
Once we were alone at the table, there was silence. We both were shy.
"I'd like to make a toast," I said as I raised my glass.
She held hers up too.
"To you, Rachel, you are such a wonderful woman and there's no other person I'd rather spend tonight with. Here's to many, many more dates together," I said and clink our glasses together. Then we both took a gulp of the drink.
~ Rachel ~
"So…" I said as I put my glass down, "I have a surprise for you…"
I got up and extended my hands to her and she grabbed them. I pulled her up and led her to the stage area.
"Stand here, please?" I asked. Santana nodded her head. I raised her hands up to my lips and kissed them both. Then I released them. I turned and walked onto the stage.
I tapped the microphone to see if it was on.
"Hello," I said shyly. The patrons and staff of the restaurant stopped whatever they were doing to give me their attention. The radio that played soft rock songs was turned off immediately.
"Thank you. Tonight is a very special occasion in my life. It is my and Santana's first date…" I pointed down at her.
She waved meekly.
"I told her that I'd give her a performance so I thought why not now…this is an a cappella styled performance. So without further ado…"
The restaurant exploded with polite applause. I fixed the microphone and centered myself. I took a deep breath and began to sing.
I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
I looked down at her and smiled widely. Then I continued with the song.
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like Northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
(Yes He did)
I pulled the microphone from the stand and got down from the stage and stood right in front of her. I then had an idea. I pulled her into my body and we swayed back and forth.
I continued to sing while we were dancing.
I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true.
Yeah.
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like Northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
(Yes He did)
Now I'm just rolling home
Into my lover's arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you.
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you.
When I sang the last note of the song, the audience jumped to their feet and clapped thunderously for the performance. I curtsied to the crowd and then focused all my attention on Santana. I put the microphone down on a table besides us. Then I grabbed her hands. I kissed each of her ten bent knuckles tenderly. Then I looked into her brown eyes.
"Did you like your song?"
She didn't answer me. Instead she pulled me close to her and kissed me…our second kiss. Again we heard thunderous applause. We stayed like that for another minute and then moved side-by-side, held hands, and curtsied in front of our audience. Then we went back to our table. Once again I pulled out her seat for her. She sat down and then said, "You know you don't have to keep doing that, ya know?"
I smiled and said, "I know, Santana. I'm trying to impress…"
"You impress me every day, baby!"
I blushed and she smiled.
Then Chris approach with our dinner and said, "Wonderful performance. Enjoy your meal!"
He set the plates down and we dove into them hungrily.
"How's yours?" she said with a mouthful.
"Wonderful," I replied, "And yours?"
"Amazing!"
Then we finished our dinners in silence, a comfortable one.
After, I asked, "Do you want to have desert here or at another location?"
"Um, I feel like ice cream, if that's okay?"
"That's perfect!" I replied as I waved Chris over.
"How was it ladies," he asked happily.
"Wonderful," I said and Santana nodded.
"Could we have the check?"
"Absolutely," he said and handed me the bill after a few minutes.
Even though Santana protested, I happily paid for the meals and left him a generous tip.
"Thank you," Chris said, "Enjoy your evening."
We walked out of the restaurant and to my car.
~ Santana ~
"Dinner was fabulous," I said, "Thank you very much."
I leaned across the console of the car and kissed her cheek.
"So you're having a good time," she asked me.
"No," I said solemnly.
I looked at her and saw the sad expression on her face like somebody kicked her puppy. "Rachel, I'm having a great time!" I said and then laughed.
"Hey," she said as she took a deep breath and then poked me in my side.
I smiled brightly.
"I have one demand, if I may?"
"Oh, and what is that," she asked me while she drove.
"That you let me pay for our ice cream," I said with certainty.
"Okay," she said and smiled, "I'm getting sprinkles!"
"Baby, you can all the sprinkles you want!"
"Thank you, gorgeous!" she said and smiled.
"Do you want to go back to the park to eat the ice cream," I said as the idea popped into my mind.
"Sure, sounds romantic," she replied.
We got to the ice cream parlor and ordered our huge sundaes. Rachel got a pound and a half of sprinkles all over her vanilla sundae. I opted for chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream with peanut butter sauce and rainbow sprinkles. We got enough napkins for the next ten sundaes. I paid and made sure they supplied us with spoons.
Back in the car, I held onto the sundaes as Rachel drove back to the park.
Once we were close, Rachel surprised me yet again by going to a different part of the park where we could look at the stars. She stopped the car and turned off the engine. I was going to give Rachel her sundae, but she motioned me to get out.
"Get out, San," she insisted.
"Um, why?"
"Wanna sit on the hood of my car?" she asked.
I nodded my head.
We got out and jumped onto the hood of her car with the sundaes. Although they were cold we devoured them.
"Oww!" she yelled.
"What baby? What's wrong?" I said as I jumped to help her.
"Brain freeze!" she said and rubbed her forehead.
"Here, let me," I said as she put the rest of my sundae down and pulled Rachel to me. I immediately began to rub her forehead. She sighed contently.
"Does that feel better," I asked.
She sighed again and since her head was resting on my chest she looked up at me and said, "Thank you. You always know how to make me feel better!"
"I find it to be very rewarding," I said and kissed her forehead.
When we were finished with our sundaes, I packed the garbage up and put it back in her car.
When I got back to her she was lying on the hood of her car. She was preoccupied with looking at the stars. I climbed back up and laid besides her. I immediately entwined our hands together.
She looked over at me and I looked over at her and we smiled at each other.
"This is what I want," she said.
"What's that?" I asked.
"The simplicity and easiness of this…of us," she said as she raised our conjoined hands. She moved closer and placed her head on my shoulder.
"Despite the 'Finn incident', we've come together so easily…almost too easily," I said apprehensively.
"Hey! Don't jinx us," she said and laughed.
"I'm not trying to. Just making an observation," I said.
"Do you think it's good or bad?"
"That we've come together so easily," I asked.
She nodded.
"I don't know, honestly, cuz I've never experienced something like this…someone like you," I said and shrugged.
"Me too," she whispered.
"But you know what I'm not going to do," I asked.
"No what?"
"I'm not going to worry about it. I'm going to enjoy every second I can when we are together. Are you with me?" I said and raised my opposite hand for a high five.
"Yes, Santana I am," she said and smacked my hand with her free hand. Then she raised our joined hands and kissed mine.
I broke the hand holding to turn over onto my side. I faced her and smiled brightly at her. I looked down at the hood of her car, gained the courage to ask, and then looked up into her eyes. "Will you be mine forever?"
"Santana Lopez, I've always been yours. Even before we got together and I wholeheartedly believe that I'll always be yours," she said and looked into my eyes contently. I picked up my hand and caressed her cheek with my bent knuckles. Wanting to be even closer to her, I picked myself up and grabbed her. I pulled her into and somehow under my body. Our faces were painfully close to one another. I leaned in the rest of the way and connected our lips in our third kiss. This kiss lasted for a long, long time. I was in absolute Heaven.
"Santana," she moaned into the kiss. This made me only pull her closer to me.
"Oh, baby," I whispered into her ear when the kiss finally broke apart. Rachel looked deep into my eyes and smiled shyly.
Then it was she who pulled me close to her and kissed me again. Somehow she moved to be on top of me on the hood of her car. We kissed harder than any other time. I was totally in another world. It wasn't until I felt her hand softly graze my chest.
"Rachel…Rachel…" I said and I got her attention.
She looked down at me with a look of lust and desire in her eyes. Her hair fell over us.
If I didn't stop this then I just knew that we would go too far too soon in our new relationship.
"Um, I'm afraid that if we don't stop now, we'll end up doing something we aren't ready as a couple to experience. I care for you too much for our first time together to be on top of your car," I said honestly.
She leaned her head down and kissed me again. "Thanks for caring for me," she said.
She fell off of me and back onto her car.
"Oh my God!" I yelled out into the night air.
"You're telling me," Rachel said and laughed heartily.
"What time is it," I asked totally oblivious to anything else, but Rachel.
"Um, it's 11:30…I know our parents said no curfew, but I'd like for us to show them we're responsible….and I need to take a very cold shower," Rachel said and chuckled.
I looked over at her and just laughed out loud. "Ok, baby. As much as I'm going to hate to have to be apart from you, I think you're correct. Let's go."
We got off of Rachel's car. Before we got on the separate sides of the car, she pulled me into a tight hug. We just hugged each other for a long time. It felt wonderful to have Rachel Barbra Berry in my embrace because she wanted to be in my embrace. I thought about that first day and singing that song to her. It was a huge gamble, but it was so worth it. Every hardship we've been through and will probably go through in the future will be totally worth it because she chose me…I chose her…we chose each other.
Second Author's Note: Hi! I hope you enjoyed their first date. I am very proud of this chapter. I'm sorry for its length though.
I have one request of you. Could you please leave me a review to tell me that you are still interested in this story? A simple "still reading" would be great. I fear that I waited too long to post the chapter before this one and I hope that you haven't lost interest. Thank you.
The name of the florist, "Romance's Florist", isn't real. Chrissy is just me with a different spelling to my name.
Mario's, the pizzeria, is an actual restaurant in my hometown.
The song that Rachel sang to Santana is a real song sung. It's "Bless the Broken Road" by Rascal Flatts.
Hope you enjoyed it. It isn't over…