Well, never thought writing a story would need so much time. I'm sorry for this long break, but I was very busy with my real life.
Guess the next chapter will take as long as this one.
Whatever, thanks for all of your reviews and mails. I really like every one of it :)
So here we go, the next chapter :) Have fun!
"Hello Brittany", I was greeted by Mrs Lopez. She was standing in the kitchen when I arrived at the Lopez house.
"Hello Mrs Lopez", I greeted back and made my way into the kitchen.
"Do you want something to eat?", she asked me and offered me to sit down. She was cooking lunch and seemed happy.
"I'm kinda starving", I told her.
I wasn't that good at small talk with the parents of my friends. But with Mrs Lopez I didn't need to. She was talking most of the time.
"Mr Lopez and me are going out tonight", she informed me with a smile on her face. "We're having anniversary day today."
"Oh, congrats", I smiled.
"Thanks", she looked so happy. "Afterwards we're staying at this luxury hotel over night. He ordered some massages and so on. He's such a sweetie."
"Yeah, he sounds really nice", I approved.
Mrs Lopez sat down in front of me when she gave me a plate of food.
"Do you like Arizona?", she wanted to know.
"Actually I do", I nodded. "It's nice. The people here are friendly and I am glad to have you as my host family."
"Good to hear", she giggled. "What about Santana? Is she nice to you? You should know, she's not a person who easily make friends."
"Santana is wonderful!", I blurted. "She's really nice to me and I love hanging out with her."
"That's good. Can I tell you a secret?", Mrs Lopez was getting more serious. I nodded again.
"Santana is acting different when she's with you. I watched her sometimes when she's with you."
I gulped. What did Mrs Lopez see? Should I be worried?
She continued.
"She has a smile on her lips. I rarely see her smile. She seems to be happy and I haven't heard her curse around you. I don't know what you're doing with her, but keep doing it. I like seeing my daughter happy", the smile that spread across Mrs Lopez lips was heartbreaking.
She liked me.
"I'll try", I promised her.
She looked at her clock when Mr Lopez came home and stood up. "I'm going to change", she informed me. "Tell Santana I said Hi when she gets home and that we're not coming home tonight."
Mrs Lopez left the kitchen when her husband entered it. She kissed him softly on the lips and went upstairs to the bathroom.
He greeted me and talked to me a bit before leaving the kitchen to change and stuff.
I decided to wait in the guest room for Santana and lay down on the bed. I heard her parents walk through the house, talking and laughing from time to time. After all these years, they seemed to be happy like in the beginning. I wished I could find someone like that in the near future, too.
I must have fallen asleep somewhen. When I open my eyes again it's already getting dark outside. Yawning I got up, stretched myself and looked around. It was 7 pm.
Was Santana already home? I left the room to look for her. She wasn't upstairs, so I went downstairs. I heard voices when I got their and found the TV on in the living room. Santana was lying on the couch and looked in my direction when she heard me.
"Hey", she smiled.
"Hi", I smiled back. I walked towards her and sat down on the couch next to her. "Where were you?", I wanted to know.
"I skipped museum with Quinn. It bored the shit out of me", she said.
"I thought we would skip together. Isn't this what you told me?", I asked her somehow disappointed.
She lowered her head. "Sorry", she mumbled. "But I haven't spend time with Quinn the last days and I didn't want to get you into trouble."
She was nervously fumbling with her hands. "Then Puck showed up and we left. We went to his house and yeah."
I looked at her confused. Was she going to tell me she had sex with him again or?
The look on her face changed. Did she felt guilty?
"Whatever", she breathed. "We're going to watch movies and order pizza, right?"
Santana quickly changed the topic. Even though I wanted to know what she did at Puckermans house, I decided not to know would be better.
"Right", I smiled. Santana grabbed her phone, dialed the number of the pizza delivery and ordered a big pizza magarita for both of us. We watched some disney movies I really loved when the door bell rang and Santana jumped from the sofa.
She came back with pizza and a bottle of coke.
"Hmm", I smiled. "That smells great."
"Yeah. It's my favourite pizza delivery service. I've never ate any better pizza", Santana smiled.
Somewhen during the movie I began to get tired. I cuddled with Santana, rested my head on her shoulder and started to draw little circles with my finger on her arm. She hadn't turned away from me. Instead she closed her eyes now and then and rested her head on mine.
This felt good, cuddling with her on the sofa while watching movies. In the last days we became friends and to me it felt like we've known each other for years. I liked hanging out with her. She gave me a good feeling.
When I stopped moving my finger on her skin, she instantly reached for my pinky. I lifted my head and smiled.
"Movienights are fun", I told her.
"Yeah", she smiled back.
"Sam is having a date tonight with Quinn", I blurted at the thought of it.
She lifted her brow and seemed confused. "What?"
"He told me he and Quinn would hang out tonight, so I quess they're having a date."
"But we're hanging out tonight, too, without having a date", Santana whispered.
It somehow hurt me. Of course this wasn't a date, but deep inside of me I wished it was. I had to accept that I was falling for her. Life is weird. Even though I only dated boys, I started to have feelings towards a girl I barely knew.
This caused my heart to beat faster and the air was getting thinner. I needed to leave the living room to have some minutes for me. So I unlinked our pinkies and told her that I had to use the bathroom.
I left the living room, went upstairs and locked myself in the bathroom. It was cooler inside here and I slid down the door to the ground. My eyes closed and I tried to steady my breathing.
Why was I always panicking when I thought about this?
Maybe because I was scared. What if Santana wasn't into girls and I started to make everything complicated by this thoughts? What if Santana wouldn't like me anymore if she noticed I was acting strange around her everytime I thought about this?
Thud. Thud. Thud.
It startled me when suddenly a knocking on the door echoed in the room.
"Britt? You ok?", I could hear Santanas voice. She seemed worried. "You've been in here for 20 minutes."
"I- I'm alright", I stuttered.
"Could you- open the door?", Santana asked me.
I let out a deep breath I didn't know I was holding. Then I stood up. Okay. I can do this. Just open the door and pretend like everything's ok. I was lost in thoughts. I had to pee. That's a good one. Santana had to believe me. People are going to the bathroom when they need to pee.
It felt like everything was moving in slowmotion. I grabbed the handle and slowly opened the door.
Santana was standing in front of me. One hand was on the doorframe while her other hand was hanging next to her body. She looked worried.
"You okay?", she asked me. I nodded. I was nervous. Would she notice?
"I had to pee", I said. Instantly I felt bad. This was a lie. I had never lied to her. When I tried to walk past Santana, she grabbed my wrist softly. I was standing face to face to her. Her perfume was getting into my head and I closed my eyes for a second.
"Britt Britt", she whispered softly. "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"
I shake my head 'no'.
"Then why are you acting so weird?"
Santana had noticed. She knew that something was on. My heart was beating faster and faster from minute to minute. I felt caught. Should I tell her what was on my mind or should I try to pretend like everything was alright?