Sorry for the ridiculously long wait. Between rehearsals, work and a bit of writer's block this took longer than I intended it to. Enjoy and review!
Chapter 6
The following day Brittany is pacing the bedroom of her apartment, filling Quinn in on her day at the fair with Santana. She tells her everything that happened, everything that she hasn't been able to get out of her head since it happened. Quinn sits quietly on Brittany's bed and listens to every word and is quite surprised that Brittany seems confused on everything that happened the previous day. She waits until she is done rambling before she speaks.
"So let me make sure I've got everything, okay?" She asks after the room is quiet for a moment, aside from the sound of Brittany's footsteps.
"Okay." She says, her gazed fixed on Quinn as she walks.
"Alright, so first she took you to the fair and wouldn't let you pay." She says and holds up her pointer finger. "Then," she says holding up another finger, "she tried to hold your hand, well you think she was," she says holding up another finger for each statement. "Then she almost fought an employee in your defense. She spent one only knows how much money to get you this unicorn." she says holding up Philip from the bed briefly and Brittany smiles at it. "She held you on the ferris wheel and afterwards referred to you as perfect." She finishes and holds up all six fingers to Brittany's attention who looks at her just as confused as before. "Did I miss anything?"
"No, I think that's it." Brittany says, her confused expression never changing.
"Britt, you were so on a date!" Quinn says as she picks up Philip and throws him at the confused girl who stopped dead in tracks when Quinn said date.
"No. I told her it wasn't a date and we were going as friends." Brittany states holding her unicorn close to her chest.
"Well apparently she didn't want to go as your friend." Quinn chuckles.
"How did this happen? What do I do now? Ugh.. this is so frustrating! Why is this so frustrating?" She rambles, realizing that everything that Quinn had just pointed out did come off as a date. She had her suspicions but hearing it from someone else made it that much clearer.
"Britt you seriously didn't even question that she was trying to make it a date, not once?" Quinn asks, completely dumbfounded at how Brittany couldn't see what was going on right in front of her.
"Well okay maybe once I thought about it but-" she says approaching her bed and tossing her new unicorn friend back to Quinn.
"And did you do anything to remind her it wasn't?" Quinn interrupts.
"I tried but anytime I was about to she changed the subject before I could say anything."
"And you didn't bring it back up?" she asks raising her eyebrow.
"No.." Brittany says and falls on the bed and buries her head in her pillow.
"Listen Britt, I can't even imagine what you've been through with everything you've told me about your ex but.."
"But what?" Brittany asks taking her away from her pillow and turning to face Quinn who is sitting up, leaning against the headboard.
"But I see the way Santana acts around you, even Kurt and Blaine see it. She's just different around you Brittany and that alone shocks us all."
"You said though she has a bad history and I just don't want that to happen. I can't let that happen again Q. I honestly don't know what I'd do if I got hurt like that again."
"Listen I'm not saying jump in and marry the girl. All I'm saying is that if you have any feelings for her then maybe you should explore them. You can't keep to yourself forever girl."
Brittany sighs, "I'm not ready for anything yet Quinn, I just- I can't." she says and Quinn can see the gleam in her eyes.
'I swear if I ever meet that son of bitch that broke her, ugh!' Quinn thinks to herself as she nods to Brittany in understanding. "I get it Brittany, we've all been hurt before. Just don't get to caught up in the past 'cause you might miss out on something that's right in front of you. Maybe you should hang out with her again and see how you feel." she reaches over and gives her friend's hand a reassuring squeeze. "Do you mind if I ask you one more thing before I ask you to hand over that new letter you told me about?" She asks and Brittany nods in response to let her continue. "Did you feel anything when you were with Santana?"
Brittany thinks about the question for a moment before she looks to Quinn to give her an honest answer. "I mean yeah but I don't know what it was really." she says softly.
"Well what did it feel like?" Quinn asks, eyeing her curiously.
Brittany searches for the best way to describe it before giving the only answer she could come up with, "I guess it was like..."
"A spark" Santana still can't get it out of her head. 'That's what it was. Like an electric current running through me.'
Later on that day, as Santana heads to Blaine's dorm after trying to study in the library but failing miserably when she couldn't get the events of the previous day out of her head.
'I thought she was feeling it too. That spark I got when she took my pinky or hell whenever we were just within a foot of each other. And damn that ferris wheel ugh I couldn't believe- Oh you're an idiot stop talking to yourself like a crazy person. She made it clear, just friends. You can do this. Yeah here I am having a conversation with myself in my own head. Ugh!' she fights with her own conscience as she makes her way to the room and bangs on Blaine's door.
"I fucked up." she says when Blaine opens the door as she pushes past him and goes inside before he can even say anything.
"What do you mean?" He asks while closing the door and turning to face Santana who is now sitting on the chair at his desk, nervously tapping her foot.
"I kinda treated the whole day like a date even though she said she just wanted to go as friends. I tried to, seriously I did, but I couldn't. She's just so, so- perfect." she says deflating her shoulders and leaning back against the chair.
"Okay what did she say when you started acting like it was a date.. did she protest or no?" he asks taking a seat on the edge of his bed, facing the frustrated girl.
"She had said it was a friends things when I paid for her tickets but that was it really. I got her funnel cake, I won her the one prize she wanted and took her on the ferris wheel."
"So how did you screw it up. I mean did you try to kiss her on the ferris wheel?"
"No! It was hard enough getting her on the ride, she even freaked out when we started moving." Santana started and retraced every moment throughout the ride on the ferris wheel to her dropping her off at the cafe when they got back.
"Wow. I don't know Santana. Honestly I think she does like you but to me it seems as if she's scared." Blaine said after taking in everything she had told him.
"Of what?"
"Of anything, I have no idea. I mean I don't really know her all that well. Maybe you should just try hanging out with her again, with less pressure this time."
"I wasn't trying to pressure her." Santana snapped.
"That's not what I meant. It's just I think after you said she was perfect that maybe the thought of it might actually being a date crossed her mind. She knows your reputation maybe she's just scared."
"Maybe." she sighed.
"Why don't you guys try going to the mall or something real 'friends' like and see how it goes? Just don't make it into a date like situation. Get to know her as a friend, I think maybe that's what she needs right now. She is new here and I've only ever seen her hang out with Quinn."
"I mean she did say we were friends." Santana says after a moment.
"There you go. Just go from there. Maybe you could talk to Quinn since she's pretty close with her she might be able to help you out." Blaine suggests.
"Yeah okay." Santana says standing up, relief washing over her. 'Maybe I was just letting myself go crazy. Just be her friend if that's what she wants. It's better than nothing at all.' "Right well I guess I have some shit to think about." she says getting up and going back towards the door. "Thanks Blaine."
"Anytime Santana." He says with a genuine smile as he walks the short distance to the door.
"Just don't tell Lady Lips about this I really don't feel like dealing with him right now too."
"Of course Santana. Me and Kurt may be together but what I say between friends, stays between us."
"Right well I'll see you around." She says opening the door and walking back down the hall waving a quick goodbye to Blaine.
'Wow she was actually nice, for the most part.' Blaine thinks to himself as he see her make her way down the hall. "Whatever effect Brittany has on her, I just hope it doesn't fade." He says softly before going back inside to finish his own studying.
Santana is walking around campus completely lost in her thoughts when her phone goes off in her pocket. She can't help the smile that forms when she pulls her phone out and sees she has a text from Brittany, even though she's nervous as to what it may say. 'Stop being a little bitch and open it.' she reprimands herself. Her phone goes off a couple more times before she takes a breath and opens the first text.
Hey I kno we left things on a weird note yesterday but I was serious about the friends thing. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out? -Britt
...if youre not busy. If youre bsuy we can totally raincheck or if you even want to im not sure if you do ugh yeah ok sorry. Im gonna try this again..
hey santana if youre not busy later I was wondering if you might wanna hang out? =]
Santana can't hold back the smile at the blonde's obvious nervousness as she types back a reply. 'Gonna be hard to be her friend is she keeps being this cute. Hanging out? Yeah I can do that, that much I can handle.'
Sure B. What did you have in mind?
Yay! =] haha didnt have anything planned actually umm why dont you just come in an hour so, ill be around. =]
Ok, see you in a little while then. Santana replies as she quickens her steps to get back to her dorm.
Santana made her way to Brittany's after changing her outfit about five times, finally deciding on a dark red v-neck and jeans. She got to the cafe and asked one of the employees how to get up to the apartment above the shop. He told her to take the stairs by the backroom.
She heads up the stairs and takes another breath and is about to knock on the door when it opens and she's face to face with Brittany's smiling face. 'Absoltely perf-wait no, no you're friends. Remember friends.'
"Hey, I was just about to knock." She says as she lowers her hand and gives out a soft chuckle.
'Remember what Quinn said, just give a chance and see what happens.' Brittany thinks to herself. "Yeah I heard someone coming up the stairs so I figured it had to be either you or someone from downstairs asking me to help to fix one the machines that's been giving us trouble." She says as she stands aside I the doorway and motions for Santana to enter and follows her inside the apartment.
"Wow this place is really nice." Santana says as she takes in the one bedroom apartment. "You really got a great deal on this. Apartments around here aren't usually this nice."
"Yeah I definitely lucked out on this one. The landlord, the guy who runs the cafe, he's really nice and gave me a great deal on it." Brittany says as she leads them towards the living room. "So I owe you an apology." Brittany begins as she sits on her couch and Santana sits beside her, leaving a good amount of space between them. "Sorry for freaking out like I did. I really did have a good time it's just, I don't know how to act around you Santana." She says looking at the Santana nervously
Santana sits for a moment in silence. 'Okay wasn't expecting that. No reason to avoid it at this point I guess' "Listen Britt you don't have to be sorry. I'm the one that told you it wasn't suppose to be a date and then I kept doing the exact opposite. It's just.. I don't know how to act around you either. I like you and I've told you that. As much as I like being your friend I can't help that I feel more towards you."
"Santana I think.. I think I like you." She says and Santana can't help the small smile that pulls at her lips at her confession. "It just- it scares me. I've only let one other person in before and he destroyed me. I'm still recovering from what everything he put me through and-"
"And my own past doesn't put me in the most trustworthy of positions." Santana finishes, her face again expressionless and looking down at her lap. "I get it Brittany but I in all honesty haven't acted the same way since I met you. It's like I was drawn to you and-" she takes a breath and looks up to the blonde briefly"and I just want to be good enough for you, to give me that chance to prove it. I don't want to be the person I use to be when I'm around you." she sighs and drops her gaze back down.
'So much for this 'friends' hang out.' they both think as Santana sits staring at her lap and Brittany looks at her trying to figure out where she wants them to go from about everything that she's been through and her conversation with Quinn earlier. When Santana finally looks back up at her after she hasn't responded back Brittany can't help but feel it when she locks eyes with her.
'Spark' she thinks to herself as she gets lost in Santana's brown eyes for another moment, unable to read her expression.
She's about to respond when there's a knock on the door. She quickly apologizes and excuses herself to answer it, leaving Santana to her own thoughts as she waits on the couch. 'She likes me, she just said she likes me. So she's my friend but she likes me and I like her. Yeah that makes everythingg way less confusing. Fucking great.'
Brittany goes to the door and opens it and one of her co-workers greets her. "Hi Britt. Sorry to bother you but that cappuccino machine isn't working and the boss said if we had any problems to ask you."
"Yeah it's just the handle that gets stuck on it, we really need a new one. I have company otherwise I'd come down. It's super easy, just pull the handle all the way to the left and push it up when pushing it to unlock but don't touch the metal 'cause it's really hot."
"That should work? That sounds easy, I'm sorry to have bugged you." He says politely.
"It's alright and yeah that should work. If it gives you any more problems just let me know and I'll take a look at it." She says smiling at the guy.
"Okay thanks a lot Brittany." He says before making his way back down the stairs. Brittany closes the door and makes her way back to the living room still trying to figure out what to say to Santana. 'Ugh I just don't know anymore.' she thinks to herself. She sees Santana on the couch and thinks back to what Quinn said, "Just don't get to caught up in the past 'cause you might miss out on something that's right in front of you." She takes a deep breath before approaching the couch.
"I don't know where we go from here." Brittany says as she sits back down on the couch, a little closer to the brunette than she had been before, which doesn't go unnoticed by the Latina.
"Well why don't we stick with this friends thing now and see what happens? I'll let you take the lead on this B, I don't want to pressure you into anything. I'm not use to wanting to let anyone in. I'm sure as hell no use to pouring out my feelings like that either." she says with a light chuckle trying to lighten the seriousness of the conversation. "I just-" she slowly reaches over and takes Brittany's hand in hers, happy that the blonde doesn't try to pull away. "I want you to know you can trust me. I like you and if there's a chance that you feel the same I'm willing to go at your pace. Is that okay?"
Brittany nods as her face relaxes into a small but warm smile. "Why don't we hang out and just watch a movie."
They settle in after picking a movie and Brittany makes some popcorn. Brittany pushes play for the movie to begin when I loud crack of thunder fills the air before they hear the rain begin outside. She pauses the movie and listens quietly.
"Guess movie was a good idea." Santana says softly as she flinches when the lightening flashes through the window and thunder becomes louder.
"Yeah good thing I didn't invite you to go to the park and feed the ducks or something." Brittany lets out a laugh as she goes over goes over to the window and watches the storm outside.
The thunder cracks louder than before and she hears a quiet wimper from behind her. She turns to see Santana gripping the edge of the couch and her eyes are fixed on the TV in front of her. Brittany sees her slightly jump when the flash from the lightening crosses the window again.
'No way.' she thinks as she goes back to the couch and sits down beside Santana again. "Santana?" she say softly.
"What?" Santana responds, her eyes not leaving the paused movie.
"Are you afraid of thunderstorms?" Brittany asks.
"What?" Santana says turning her attention to Brittany "No of course not. That's-" thunder booms again and Santana squeals but tries to cover it with a cough. "aha that's ridiculous." she says turning her attention once again back to the motionless TV.
Brittany can't help the smirk that pulls at her lips at seeing Santana so vulnerable and in complete denial. 'Loves heights and terrifying fair rides but is afraid of a thunderstorm? Full of surprises. How do I cheer her up and get her mind off this like she did for me at the fair?' Brittany thinks for something she can do but is taken out of her thought by another squeak from Santana who is doing a terrible job at hiding her obvious fear.
"It's okay to be afraid but thunder is just loud it can't actually hurt you." Brittany says, hoping logic might do the trick.
"Shut up, I'm not afraid." Santana says and lightly hits her with the pillow in her lap.
"Hey! What was that for?" Brittany asks taking the pillow away and hitting Santana back before an idea hits her. She continues to lightly hit Santana on the arm but she turns and grabs the pillow and tugs for Brittany to let go.
"What the hell are you doing?" Santana asks, a bit of annoyance in her tone, as she manages to get the pillow out of the blonde's grasp.
"Nothing." Brittany smirks mischievously as she reaches behind back her slowly and grabs another pillow without Santana noticing. She grabs it and swings it at the unsuspecting girl who is taken off guard and falls back against the couch.
"I may need to rethink this friendship, you're abusive." Santana says trying to be serious but Brittany can see the playfulness in her eyes.
Another boom of thunder breaks from outside and Brittany sees the playful look turn scared again so she hits the Latina lightly on the head with the pillow.
"Okay that's it!" Santana says forgetting about the terrifying storm just outside the window. She grabs a pillow and looks at Brittany who's crystal blue eyes are drowning her yet again. She shakes her head quickly out of the trance those eyes always put her in. "You better run!" she says as pushes the pillow together and apart, and making a sound that Brittany assumes is suppose to resemble the loading of a gun. Brittany's eyes go wide and she darts off the couch just before Santana goes to swing the pillow at her.
She races through the living room and into the kitchen with Santana not far behind her. "Get back here B!" Santana yells when Brittany turns around a throws her pillow at Santana's head. It gives her more of lead but she realizes she has no ammo if Santana catches up to her.
"Gotta catch me first!" she yells out in laughter as she runs into the hallway and then into her bedroom. She goes to grab a pillow off her unmade bed when another pillow hits her on the back of her head. She let's out a grunt and turns to see Santana in the doorway with another pillow still in her hand laughing.
"No way out now B, you cornered yourself!" Santana says as she slowly makes her way towards the blonde with a victorious smile on her face.
"Okay, okay. I give up." Brittany says a little out of breath from running around like a crazy person. She drops the pillow on the bed next to her and puts her hands in the air to surrender as Santana steps closer.
"See Britt you shouldn't start something you can't finish." Santana says with a smile and drops the pillow she had onto the bed as well.
"You're right San," Brittany says stepping closer to her. "but I honestly just wanted to see how gullible you were." Brittany laughs out a little and before Santana can react she is hit by her own pillow. Brittany goes to run and Santana tries to grab her but Brittany's foot gets caught on a blanket that was halfway on the floor from her unmade bed and falls to the ground pulling Santana along with her.
Brittany let's out an 'oomph' when Santana lands on top of her, both still breathing heavily from running around. She looks up at Santana and their eyes lock.
"You okay? Did you hit your head?" Santana asks softly, reaching up to move hair off Brittany's face while searching her eyes for any hint of pain.
"No." Brittany breathes out seeing the concern on her face. They search each other's eyes and neither of them attempt to move as they're lost in one another's gaze. Santana runs her hand through Brittany's hair and tucks it behind her ear. 'Spark' Brittany thinks when Santana's fingers touch her skin and electric current shoots through them both but they never break eye contact.
Santana realizes she's still laying on top of the girl when she feels Brittany's heart begin to pound against her own chest. 'She's just as nervous as I am.' Santana thinks before she moves to get up but Brittany catches her arm in her hand before she can get up. Santana stills at the touch, electricity shooting throughout her body.
"Don't start something you can't finish." Santana husks out. Brittany looks between her eyes before her gaze drops down to Santana lips. She looks back up and sees Santana doing the same. Their eyes lock again and they can both see their eyes have darkened. 'Let her make the move.' Santana thinks as her eyes flicker between Brittany's now dark blue eyes and her lips.
Brittany lays there lost in Santana's beauty and the lust in her eyes and when Santana looks at her lips again. She breathes out a sigh and closes her eyes. It's all the encouragement Brittany needs before she closes the distance between them and captures Santana's lower lip between her own. The kiss is soft and slow as Santana returns it immediately hoping her emotions can be felt through it. Brittany lets out a soft moan before pulling away and opens her eyes to look at the Latina.
Santana smiles softly at her and strokes the blonde's cheek with her thumb causing Brittany to smile back at her. They look at each other for a moment before Santana speaks again. "Take a chance on me Britt." she whispers out searching her ocean blue eyes for any further doubt.
Brittany nods lightly and leans into Santana's hand that's still on her cheek. She closes eyes when she sees Santana moving in to kiss her..
BANG BANG BANG
The loud knocks on the door break them apart. Santana scrambles to stand up and holds out her hand to help Brittany up. Brittany gives her a grateful but shy smile as she stands up and excuses herself to answer the door. 'I swear I'll throw that stupid cappuccino machine out the window.' she thinks to herself before opening the door assuming it to be another employee having trouble with the machine. What but she finds is the last thing she expected.
"Artie?"
A/N Yeah sorry for the cliffhanger but needed to be done. =]