After school, Rachel and Santana went to the chor room hand in hand. Rachel paused in the doorway Santana to run into her. "Ow! Dammit, Rachel." Santana said. She looked up from the text message she was typing with the hand that wasn't holding onto Rachel and saw Rachel frozen to her spot. "Rae? What's wrong?" Santana asked. Rachel shook her head. "Since when are you afraid to go in the choir room?" Santana asked.
"Brittany." Rachel whispered, tightening her grip on Santana's hand. Santana grimaced in pain.
"Okay... ow. Ow! Ow! Rachel, You're hurting me and I'm pretty sure that you're cutting off my circulation." Santana said. Rachel remained standing still and gripping strongly gripping Rachel's hand. "Dammit! Rae, let go!" Santana said. Rachel looked over and saw Santana's face covered in pain.
"Oh... sorry sweetie." Rachel said, letting go of Santana's hand.
"Thank you. Now why can't you go in the choir room?" Santana asked, pulling Rachel closer and backing up so that Rachel was pinned against the locker and Santana was covering her.
"Brittany is in there." Rachel said.
"Baby, you can't let Brittany dictate your practice schedule, considering how much it means to you." Santana said.
"I don't feel like practicing, Santana." Rachel said. Santana raised an eyebrow.
"Rae, you always feel like practicing. Look, Brittany won't mess with you. The only thing she's capable of doing is throwing a slushie and she's not going to do that with Mr. Schue in the room." Santana said. Rachel smiled softly.
"You're going to protect me?" Rachel asked. Santana smiled.
"Of course I am. I've got your back, Rae." Santana said. Rachel nodded. "Let's go in there." Santana said, leaning down to kiss Rachel. However, Rachel turned her face. "What the hell?" Santana asked.
"I don't think we should do that considering what happened during lunch." Rachel said. Santana sighed. "San, she's your best friend." Rachel said.
"She was my best friend. She ruined our friendship the moment she started bullying you. You're my best friend now." Santana said. Rachel smiled. "And I wouldn't have it any other way." Santana continued. Rachel's smile grew wider and Santana reached down and grabbed Rachel's hand. "Now come on. Let's go inside." Santana said Rachel nodded and they walked inside. Rachel avoided Brittany's gaze as they went to sit down. Santana, however, looked Brittany right in the eye. She gave her the most disgusted look she could muster as she went to sit next to Rachel. Santana was completely cruel, so she refrained from kissing Rachel and play fighting with her girlfriend like they normally did. Rachel looked over at Santana. "I'm not a complete bitch." Santana said. Rachel nodded and turned her attention to the front of the room as Mr. Schue walked in with Finn. Finn walked over and stood in front of Rachel. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Mr. Schue, what's this giant freak show doing in front of my girlfriend?" Santana asked, forgetting what she had just said and pulled Rachel closer to her.
"Santana..." Mr. Schue said.
"Hell no! Rachel doesn't want Finn near her. He broke into our hotel room in New York! He kept pursuing her even though she told him it was over!" Santana yelled.
"Santana!" Mr. Schue said.
"He hit my girlfriend. I don't want him near me." Rachel said.
"Can I say something?" Finn asked.
"No." Santana said.
"Please." Finn pleaded quietly. Rachel looked at Santana.
"It's up to you." Santana said. Rachel hesitated before nodding.
"You have two minutes." Rachel said.
"Rachel, I'm sorry for what happened in New York. I shouldn't have been so persistent and I shouldn't have broken into your hotel room. And I'm sorry for pushing Santana." Finn said.
"Don't apologize to me for that one. I'm not the one you pushed." Rachel said. Finn sighed.
"Sorry Santana." Finn mumbled. Santana raised an eyebrow.
"Yea... I can really tell." Santana said. Rachel grabbed her hand. "Is that it Hudson?" Santana asked. Finn nodded slightly. "You have something else to say. I can tell." Santana said.
"You don't want to hear what I have to say." Finn said. Rachel's eyes narrowed.
"I want to Finn." Rachel said. Finn nodded.
"Rachel, I really think that you and I are meant to be togehter. Why can't you see that?" Finn asked. Santana jumped up and grabbed his neck.
"You know, you were right. I didn't want to hear that. Now, I'm going to tell you one more time. Stay away from my girlfriend." Santana warned.
"And if I don't?" Finn asked. Santana smiled evilly.
"How much can you enjoy your summer if you spend it unconcious in a hospital bed?" Santana asked.
"Can you honestly say you love her more than I do?" Finn asked.
"Yes!" Santana yelled, eyes widening when she realized what she said. Everyone in the room gasped. Santana turned to see Rachel with her jaw completely agape. 'Damn it.' Santana thought. "I mean I don't know if I love her... I mean who really knows what love is?" Santana asked. Unfortunately for her, the entire Glee Club spoke up.
"When you'll do anything for the person." Quinn said.
"When all you want to do is spend time with them." Kurt said.
"When you want to do random things just to see them smile." Mercedes said.
"When anything you see reminds you of them." Artie said.
"When you have trouble concentrating when they aren't around." Tina said.
"When you'll drop anything you're doing the second they call you." Mike said.
"When all you want to do is protect them from any harm." Sam said.
"When you can admit your whipped." Puck said.
Santana nodded. 'Damn it. Those all describe how I feel.' she stood completely still as she heard Rachel's voice. "When you put them above everyone and everything." Rachel said quietly. Santana stared at the girl and knew it. 'I'm in love with Rachel Berry. How the hell did I go from hating her to loving her in two and a half weeks?' Santana thought. Santana slowly walked over to Rachel and took her hands.
"What's going on with you?" Rachel asked quietly.
"I... I think I might love you." Santana whispered.
"We've only been together for a few weeks." Rachel said. Santana nodded.
"I know... but... I want all those things. Hell, I feel all those things. Rae, I'll do anything for you. I want to spend every free moment of my time with you. I would do anything to make you smile, including little random surprises that used to make me want to throw up but now just make me smile when I think about how happy they would make you and how special you'd feel. Everytime I see anything gold or a cut out of a star or a music note, I think of you. Whenever I hear the word Broadway, I think of you. Even when I don't hear or see those things, random things make me think of you. I'll walk into a store and see something. The first thought that will come to my mind is 'I wonder if Rachel would like that' or 'Hey Rachel has something like that.' In the classes we don't share, I find myself having trouble paying attention because I'm thinking about you. If you were to call me, I'd come running even if I was busy. And you know what? I will always protect you from anything that would possibly be harmful to you or that could possibly wipe that adorable smile off of your face. You'll always come before everyone and everything. You'll always be number one. And if that makes me whipped, then I'm whipped. And I am happy to admit it. Rach, you already have me wrapped around your finger after two and a half weeks." Santana said. Rachel smiled softly. "Rachel Berry, I... I love you." Santana said. Rachel stood there in silence for a m oment. Santana took that as a sign of hesitation on the shorter girl's part. "Please say you love me back. If you don't, then I'll have totally made a fool out of myself and it'll probably break my heart." Santana whispered. Rachel stood still, absorbing the information. Santana nodded and backed away, holding back tears. "It's okay. Forget I said anything. I... I have to go." Santana said. Those words brought Rachel back to reality. She reached out and grabbed Santana's arm.
"San, wait." Rachel said.
"I can't do this right now, Rachel. Can you just break up with me later?" Santana requested quietly. Rachel shook her head.
"Why would I break up with the girl I'm in love with?" Rachel asked. Santana looked up from the ground.
"You love me?" Santana whispered. Rachel smiled and nodded. "You love me." Santana repeated to herself.
"Why is that so hard to believe, Santana?" Rachel asked, quietly laughing.
"Well... you didn't... you didn't say anything the entire time I was speaking." Santana said, trying to stop the tears falling. Rachel reached up and wiped the tears.
"You looked so adorable when you were talking and it was so sweet. I wanted to hear everything you had to say." Rachel said. Santana smiled through her tears. "I love you, Santana Lopez." Rachel said.
"I love you too." Santana whispered, hugging Rachel. "I love you so much." Santana whispered in her ear. Rachel hugged back. When Santana pulled away, she saw Rachel crying as well. "What's wrong?" Santana asked.
"I'm just so happy." Rachel whispered. Santana smiled and then looked around.
"Damn." Santana whispered.
"What?" Rachel asked.
"Everyone saw me cry." Santana said. Rachel and everyone but Finn and Brittany started laughing.
"We won't tell anyone, S." Quinn said.
"Yea, you better not." Santana threatened. Rachel smiled and leaned into Santana's body. Santana smiled and looked down at her girlfriend. 'I love you.' Rachel mouthed. Santana's smile grew wider. 'I love you.' Santana mouthed. Rachel leaned up and kissed Santana.
"Okay, so I hate to break up the moment, but can we get to work?" Mr. Schue asked.
"What do we have to do? The season is over." Kurt said.
"Right. Well, I just wanted to end the season with a practice of an on the spot duets competitions. You're all going to pick a name out of the hat and you're going to sing a duet with them." Mr. Schue said. They all nodded. Santana was the first to choose a name.
"...Brittany." Santana said quietly. She shared a look with Rachel. Mr. Schue nodded and passed the hat to Rachel.
"...Finn." Rachel said.
"Mr. Schue, can we switch the groups. This isn't a good idea." Santana said.
"No. It's just for one rehearsal, Santana." Mr. Schue said. Santana sighed and grabbed Rachel's hand.
"It'll be all right." Rachel said. Santana nodded. "Just look at me the entire time you're singing and I'll do the same." Rachel said. Santana nodded again. "Just remember that I love you, not Finn." Rachel continued. Santana smiled back at Rachel.
"And I love you, not Brittany." Santana whispered.
"We'll be okay." Rachel whispered