SANTANA'S POV – 1 WEEK LATER
A week into my break and it's almost Christmas, it is December 22nd to be exact, and Dani is leaving tonight to head back to L.A. I am sitting on her couch as she is running around and packing last minute.
"Babe! Have you seen my phone charger?" She yells from her bedroom. She makes her way into the living room searching frantically. She walks past me again and before she can get too far I grab her wrist and spin her back into my arms.
She tries to push me away, but that only makes me hold her tighter.
"Santana, I don't have time for this. We have to leave in less than 30 minutes." She continues trying to wiggle out of my grasp. I don't let her go, I simply place a chaste kiss to her lips. She doesn't respond to my kiss, so I try again. Still nothing.
I pull back and look into her eyes, "I'm not helping you until you give me a proper kiss." I smirk.
Dani lets out a frustrated groan and gives me a firm kiss. I kiss her back, trying to convey how much I will miss her without having to say a word. We separate, much to my displeasure.
"Your charger is in the music room by the desk." I say curtly. "I will be waiting in the lobby." I turn my back and walk out the door, ignoring Dani's calls for me to wait.
The only good thing that is coming out of Dani leaving is her allowing me to use her car while she is away. I don't know why I agreed to drive her to the airport. I knew it would upset me more. She hasn't said anything to me about when she is coming back.
"Santana" I hear Dani say, rather sharply, as she steps off the elevator. I whip my head toward the sound of her voice to be met with a cold glare as she continues walking past me. I roll my eyes and stand up. This car ride is going to be so much fun.
I follow behind her as the valet pulls her car into the circle drive. I hop into the drivers seat as Dani puts her suitcase in the trunk. She slams the trunk down and gets into the passenger seat, slamming her door as she reaches for her seatbelt.
Without a word I start the engine and put the car in drive. We have about a half hour drive in front of us, provided there is no traffic. This is sure to be a good time. Instead of talking to Dani I just turn on the radio and crank the volume.
About half way to the airport we hit traffic. After about 10 minutes of sitting the same spot I get bored. I start fiddling with the radio. After about the third station I try Dani just mutes the radio and turns to look at me.
"What the fuck is your problem, Santana?" she asks, short of yelling.
I can't help but laugh, because she looks so damn sexy when she is pissed.
"This isn't funny." She says before turning to look out the window.
I sight heavily. "What do you want from me, Dani?" I force out, almost angry. "Do you want me to pretend that I am fucking happy that you are leaving for an unknown amount of time? Do you want me to be happy that I am spending Christmas alone? What Dani, tell me what you fucking want from me."
She looks at me incredulously. "Seriously. You're going to blame this on me?" She questions, rolling her eyes.
I really don't want to fight with her. So I ignore her and continue focusing on the road.
It's almost as if Dani can read my mind. She reaches over and grabs my free hand, entwining our fingers. She brings our hands up to her lips and places a chaste kiss on the inside of my wrist.
"Look, babe. I don't want to fight with you about this. Especially right before I am about to leave." She pauses, chewing on her bottom lip, thinking carefully about what she is going to say next. "I really care about you Santana. I am going to miss you so much."
"I just want to know when you are coming back." I say in a small voice, attempting to hide the tears that are forcing themselves out. Dani doesn't notice that I am silently crying.
She squeezes my hand, "I'm not sure when yet, San. I promise that when I decide that, you will be the first to know." Dani finally looks in my direction to see a tear cascading down my cheek.
"Babe." She reaches over to wipe the tear off my face. "Why are you crying? What's going on?" She asks concernedly as she brings my hand to her lips, peppering kisses all over.
I just stay silent because I know that anything I say will not help the situation. I really just hate being alone. It wouldn't be so bad if Rachel and Quinn were still in town, but they aren't. And now knowing when Dani is coming back doesn't make me feel any better either.
"We can FaceTime every day, babe. I'll make sure to call you at least once a day, and we can text, too." Again, it's like she can read my mind.
I just know it's going to be a rough time, even if I am in constant communication with Dani. It's not her fault. She doesn't know my past, but I know nothing ever turns out well when I am left alone for too long.
"Ok, Dani." I reply noncommittally.
Before I know it we are nearing the airport. Dani is still holding on to my hand as if she is afraid to let go.
"Do you want me to just drop you off?" I ask her, hoping that she will say no.
Dani looks over at me smiling. "No, babe. Just park and come in with me, please."
I follow the signs toward the pick up/drop off parking. After finding a spot I get out and retrieve Dani's suitcase from the trunk and wheel it behind me as I head toward the entrance. Not even a minute passes before Dani is walking along side me, taking my hand in hers.
"There are probably going to be a ton of paps once we get closer to the entrance." Dani says.
"That's fine." I reply, not caring about the situation.
"Speaking of paps, there is something that I need to talk to you about." Dani says as we approach the entrance and are surrounded by a mob of paparazzi flashing their cameras in our faces.
"And you think this is a good time to do it?" I say, somewhat amused. I put my head down and pull Dani and her suitcase into the building.
"Well, no. I was just telling you so you could remind me later."
We arrive at her gate in no time. On the trip there I decided that I would just leave as soon as I got her there, if only to save myself the pain.
"Well. We are here." I say awkwardly. "Have a safe flight." I say turning to walk away. "If you want, let me know when you land."
Before I make it a few steps I feel Dani's hand on my wrist, spinning me around so I crash into her arms.
"What's the rush, babe?" Dani questions while looking in to my eyes as if she is trying to read my mind.
"Nothing. I just have some things to do." I lie.
"At least give me a kiss before you go." Dani pouts.
"Yeah. Ok." I reply quickly, pecking her on the lips.
"Really, babe? That's it?" She asks, kind of irritated.
I huff and turn to leave again. Before I could back away Dani wraps her arms around my waist holding me tightly. I want to feel comforted by the embrace, but I just can't shake the lonely feeling. Just to please Dani, I put my arms around her neck and kiss her back as she leans in. The kiss lasted for a few seconds when she pulls away resting her forehead against mine.
"I'll miss you babe. I promise to call you when I land."
With that I give her one more peck and wave as I walk away. "See you."
DANI'S POV
As I watch Santana walk away I hear them calling for first class passengers to begin boarding. I slowly make my way over and present my boarding pass. Once on the plane I find my seat and just relax and stare out the window.
I feel like there is something Santana is not telling me. She is getting extremely upset about being alone. I can't fathom why that would make someone so upset. It just makes no sense.
Before I know it the plane is ascending into the air. Here comes a long 6-hour flight. It's a good thing I brought my laptop with me. I've been so distracted lately that I need to work on writing for my new album.
I open the laptop and see a picture of Santana and I set as my background. I smile to myself thinking how much I care about her in only a little over a month of being together. Let's be real though, I've cared so much about her since she started writing me over a year ago. Ever since that first letter, she had me hooked. I had to get to know her. I never though that we would end up meeting. I just thought she would get tired of writing me after a while and we would move out separate ways.
I begin to write, thinking about Santana and I, our journey to where we are today. She is all the inspiration I need to get these lyrics flowing on the paper.
Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City
I'm a thousand miles away, but girl tonight you look so pretty, yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you, I swear it's true
Hey there Delilah don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely give this song another listen
Close your eyes, listen to my voice it's my disguise
I'm by your side
In no time the plane is descending and I have written 4 solid songs.
Once the plane lands Jason meets me at the baggage claim and leads me out to the limo. The paparazzi start snapping photos and yelling questions at me.
"Dani! Dani! Who's the lucky lady?"
"Dani! Why did you move to New York?"
I smirk to myself, gotta love coming back to LA.
Once we are in the limo Jason tells the driver to head back to my old apartment. I take this opportunity to text Santana.
To Santana: Hey baby! In the limo heading back to my old apartment. Miss you. Xo
"So how was your flight?" Jason asks.
"It was fine." I smile. " I got a few songs written."
"That's great!" He says excitedly.
We sit in silence for a few minutes until Jason looks up from his phone and hesitates with saying something deciding against it.
"Just say it Jace." I laugh at him.
"Have you talked to Santana about the whole relationship being public thing?" He questions, hesitantly.
"Not yet. We've kinda been in a weird place the last couple days." I state, sadly.
"Well you might want to do it soon. Photos from the airport have surfaced, and it's just making people go crazier than they were before." Jason says as he tosses his phone into my lap.
I scroll through the pictures of us holding hands and kissing. I smile to myself. Even when we are both frustrated with each other at the moment, the pictures show how much we truly care.
"I'll call her when we get back to my place." I say tossing the phone back to him. I look at my phone to see if Santana has texted me back. Nothing. It's been about 45 minutes. This is unusual for her. I just shrug it off knowing she will text me when she has the chance.
About 30 minutes later we finally make it through all the traffic and get back to my old place. I grab my suitcase and rush inside, avoiding the paparazzi.
I settle myself in and pull out my phone. It's almost 4 p.m. here, which means that it's almost 7 in New York. I push the call button next to Santana's name.
Her phone goes straight to voicemail. Weird. I guess I'll just leave her a message.
"Hey baby, it's me. I made it back to my place. I just wanted to hear your voice. I miss you so much. Please call me back once you get this. Bye, babe."
I am kind of disturbed that Santana's phone went straight to voicemail. That never happens. So I decide to call Rachel.
After two rings she picks up.
"Hey Dani! Everything alright?" She asks, cheerfully.
"Hey Rachel. I'm fine. I'm just wondering if you have heard from Santana at all today."
"Umm. She called me shortly after your flight left. She was upset…" she pauses, I'm assuming to think about how she wants to word the next part, "I guess that's all I should really tell you. The rest is not my story to tell."
"Okay. Thanks Rachel. I just try her again. If you hear from her could you tell her to call me."
"Sure thing, Dani. Bye!"
"Later Rachel."
After hanging up with Rachel I call Santana one more time.
"Come on, baby pick up."
Nothing. Straight to voicemail. Again. I leave her another message.
"Hey, San. It's me again. Just wondering how you are doing. Your phone keeps going to voicemail right away. Weird. I guess just call me back when you get this. I miss you, babe."
I hope she calls back soon.
A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the delay in updating. I had exams and then spring break happened. I've just been super, super busy with school. I hope you all can forgive me. Please comment/review/PM me letting me know what you think! Keep going? Suggestions? Anything! Classes are starting again on Monday, but I will try to post more regularly.