Unexpectedly Yours

11.

While Santana and Quinn were definitely making sweet, cabin rocking lady love, I was having a great time with "my little Diva".

I picked her up at her house precisely at 6 o'clock. I rang the doorbell. I held a single red rose that I had picked up right before I arrived at her house.

One of her Dads, Hiram, answered the door.

"Well, hello, Brittany," her Dad said with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Berry," I replied nervously.

"How are you this evening," he asked as he tried to calm me down.

"I'm excited. This is Rachel and my first Valentine's Day. First of many, I hope," I replied.

He smiled brightly and then let me into the house.

"Rachel!" he yelled.

"Coming," she said as she walked down the stairs.

Watching her as she walked down the steps, I was in shock. She wore a tight, red, knee length dress which accentuated her assets, if you know what I mean. The dress hugged all of the right places. She also wore black, stiletto shoes.

I was speechless.

"Hi, Brittany…" she said with a smile.

I didn't say anything, just stared with my mouth hanging open.

"Brittany," she said and waved her hand in front of my face.

"Is she okay, honey," Mr. Berry asked his daughter and looked concerned.

"Yeah, she's fine," she said and nudged me.

I came out of my stupor.

"You…you look amazing," I said and handed her the rose.

"Aww, thank you," she said as she reached for the rose that I held out. She handed it to her Dad.

"I'll put this in water," he said.

"You ready?" I asked.

"Yes, let's go," she said.

"Oh, Mr. Berry, sir, does your daughter have a curfew," I asked.

"Oh, um, is midnight alright?" he asked shocked.

I looked down a little at Rachel and she nodded her head up and down.

"Yes, sir…" I said and grabbed Rachel's hand. We then began to leave her house.

"Have a good time, you two. Hope to see you around here more, Brittany," he yelled to us.

I waved to him as we got to my car. Like a gentlewoman, I opened the car door for her and extended my hand out to her since she was standing on the grass.

"Thank you," she said as she grabbed my hand.

Once she was comfortably in the car, I closed the door and ran to my side or the car.

"Well, Rachel, do you still want to go to Breadstix?" I asked as I calmed myself down a bit.

"Absolutely. I haven't been there in a while. Oh, I brought my CD!" she said and retrieved it from her purse.

"Oh, cool, let's play it!" I said. She opened the CD holder and gently pulled the CD out. Because I was driving, she slipped it into the CD player in my car.

Almost immediately we heard Kelly Clarkson's "My Life Would Suck Without You"!

"You've got a piece of me and honestly my life would suck without you," Rachel sang.

"I love your voice," I said over the loud music since she turned it up loudly.

"Really?" she asked.

"Of course….it's amazing…" I said, hesitated for a minute, but then said, "You're amazing!"

She lowered the music down.

"Can you pull over there," she asked and pointed to a parking lot.

"Why?"

"I need to ask you a question and I want your full attention," she said.

I put my signal on and pulled into the lot. I then stopped the car. I kept it running.

"What's up?" I asked genuinely interested.

"What are we doing?" she asked.

"Well we're on the way to Breadstix…" I said.

"Oh, yes, I know, Brittany. I meant what are we doing?" she asked and pointed to the both of us.

"Oh, I thought we were dating," I said and lowered my head.

"Brittany, look at me please," she requested.

I looked up and half smiled. I can't help it, when I look at her I smile.

"We are different people," she said.

"Yes, but opposites attract, sometimes…Isn't that what Paula Abdul sang about," I asked.

She started to laugh, but then looked into my eyes and saw that I wasn't kidding.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Yes she sang about that. I-," she began, but I interrupted her.

"Rachel, I like you. I think if we decide to take this further we could be awesome for each other. I'm not playin'. This is for real," I said and looked into her eyes.

Rachel got quiet and then said, "I'm sometimes a lot to handle. People are going to ask questions. I know that Santana doesn't like me," she said.

"You are my 'little Diva'. I'm totally prepared to take care of you all the time. As for the people who may question why we're together…as long as we know why we're together that's all that matters. I've also asked Santana to stop with the nicknames. She knows that you're becoming important to me so she promised to stop using them all the time," I said and smiled.

"Your 'little Diva' huh?"

"Was I thinking too far ahead…" I asked insecurely.

"No, you weren't. You really want to date me," she asked still unsure.

"Yes, Rachel Barbra Berry, I do. I haven't wanted something this much in awhile. Do you want to date me?" I asked.

She remained silent.

"I know I'm not the smartest person, but I will always cherish the idea that I am dating you. You'll never have to be afraid because I'll always protect you," I said.

She leaned over and kissed me. I wasn't expecting it so our teeth crashed together. I made up for it by quickly connecting our lips together. She moaned in the kiss. I was very happy about that.

"Are you definitely sure," she asked after she broke the kiss.

"Absolutely…Positively…" I said and smiled.

"Ok, onward," she said and pointed in front of her.

I pulled out of the parking lot and to the restaurant.

When we arrived, I parked the car, got out, ran over to Rachel's side, opened the door, and extended my hand out to her.

As she grabbed it, she said, "Thank you."

I went to remove my hand from hers, but she held onto it tightly. She looked up at me and smiled. I smiled right back. I slammed her car door shut and we walked into the restaurant.

Once we got to our table, I pulled her chair out for her.

"You don't have to keep doing that," she said.

"I want to. It shows everyone that you're my girl," I said and then regretted it.

"Oh," she said.

"Was that okay to say," I asked as I sat in my own chair.

"Sure, Brittany, it's just so new and unexpected," she replied.

"Well, I am unexpectedly yours," I said and smiled at her.

She just laughed. We ordered and had a good conversation. I was happy with myself because sometimes what I'm trying to convey comes out wrong and it makes me look dumb. But with Rachel, we were having a good conversation. If I faltered here and there she either didn't notice it or if she did she chose to let it go.

"Rachel," I said.

"Yes, Brittany," she answered.

"Please call me 'Britt' like everyone else," I asked.

"I kind of enjoy calling you "'Brittany'," she said.

"Why?"

"It makes our relationship different from your friendships," she said with a smile.

"Oh, I never thought of that…"

"Do you mind if I continue," she asked.

"You can call me anything you'd like," I replied.

"Thank you," she said and smiled.

"Do you have nicknames, um, besides the ones that you're called at school," I asked.

"Actually no I do not," she said.

"Well I already call you 'my little Diva', but I want to come up with another one for when things turn intimate," I said and blushed a little.

So did Rachel.

"Um, okay…What were you thinkin'?"

"Maybe 'gorgeous'...or 'beauty'…or 'sexy'?" I asked.

"Do you really see me as that," she asked kind of surprised.

"Absolutely," I said as I reached across the table to grab her hand. Once I had it I gave it a squeeze.

She smiled. She leaned across the table halfway. Recognizing what she wanted, I leaned over on my side and we met in the middle and kissed. It was a sweet kiss.

I was proud that we just shared our first public kiss. She didn't seem to mind it at all. And I sure didn't.

We stayed at the restaurant for another hour. By the time we paid and were back in my car it was already 9 pm.

"What do you want to do next?" she asked me.

"I was thinking about a movie," I replied.

"Going to one or renting one," she asked.

"Well, if it's alright with you, I'd like to rent one or two. I don't want anyone else looking at my beauty tonight…only me."

She smiled shyly. Then she had an idea.

"I have an idea…how would you like to stay at my house tonight?"

"Sure…would your fathers allow that?" I asked with a smile.

She dug out her cell phone and dialed her Dad. In a second, she said, "Hi, Dad…a wonderful time…I have a question…Brittany and I are going to rent a movie or two…Would it be okay if we came back home to watch it?...Great, thank you…Oh one more thing…Could she spend the night?...She can?...Wonderful…Thank you…We'll pick up some clothes for her since she probably won't fit in mine…We'll be home before 12. Thank you, Dad…Love you too."

I stared at her in awe as she shut her phone and smiled at me.

"Done. Now you're stuck with me," she said.

"Awesome," I replied.

Then we drove to my house. Once we were outside she said, "I'll just wait in the car."

"But I want you to meet my parents…" I said.

"It isn't too late," she asked.

"Nope," I said as I ran to her car door and opened it.

"Ok," she said and took a big breath.

I took her hand and escorted her into my house.

"Mom, Dad," I yelled.

"In here…how was your date?" my Mom said as I pulled Rachel in the direction of where they were.

"Um, it's still going on, actually," I said as Rachel and I entered the room.

"Oh, hello, Rachel," my Mom said and started to get up from her chair.

"No, please don't get up," Rachel said, "It's nice to meet you too, Mrs. Pierce!"

"Hello, Rachel…Britt's been going on and on about you," my Dad said.

"DAD!" I yelled as I threw my hands up in the air.

"What?"

"Haha…it's nice to meet you too, sir," Rachel said as she shook his extended hand.

"Um, would it be alright if I spent the night with Rachel tonight," I asked shyly.

"Um, are her parents going to be home," my Mom asked.

"Yes, they are…I've already asked my Dad and he said that Brittany is more than welcome," Rachel confirmed.

"Well then of course," my Dad said.

"Thanks…We're going to rent movies," I said.

"Have fun," my Mom said.

Once we were outside my bedroom, she asked, "Do you want me to wait here?"

I didn't answer. I pulled her into my room.

Then I went to grab an overnight bag from my closet. While I packed what I needed Rachel looked at all of the pictures on my wall. She noticed there were a lot of me and Santana.

She said, "There sure are a lot of pictures of you and Santana."

"Yeah. Well, she's my b-f-f. Is that okay? If it's not I'll take some down."

I dropped my clothes onto my bed and went to take some down.

"Brittany, don't be silly," she said.

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure! I do want to have a picture taken of us," she said.

I smiled at the thought.

Our first picture together as a couple.

I searched for my digital camera. Once I found it, walked into the hallway to yell for my Mom.

"Mom!"

"Yes," she yelled back.

"Could you come up here for a second please," I yelled back.

"Be right up!"

I walked back into my room and to a stunned Rachel.

"What? I make things happen! If my girl wants a photo, my girl gets that photo." I replied with a grin. Rachel smiled contagiously.

Once my Mom was in my room, I handed her the camera.

I dragged Rachel to the bed and I sat on the edge of it. I patted my lap and said, "Come here."

Rachel sat on my lap. We put our faces together and smiled for the camera.

"I wanna take one more," my Mom said after she took the first one.

I motioned for Rachel to get up from my lap and get on my back.

"Are you sure," she asked concerned.

"Yeah, I am…It'll be okay I promise," I said.

She moved across the bed, sat behind me, wrapped her legs around my waist, and her arms around my shoulders. She did with a sense of poise that was all her own.

"Hold on tighter, Rachel," I instructed. I felt her grip tighten. Then I got up with her attached to me. I walked us over to the window since the moon's light was shining down. Rachel moved her head closer to my head. I could feel her hot breath on my neck and, truth be told, it turned me on a lot.

"Ok, girls…one…two…three!" My Mom said as she took the picture.

I then walked over to the bed and said, "Ok, you can let go!"

She did and fell onto the bed with a hearty laugh.

"That was fun, thank you, Mrs. Pierce!" Rachel said.

"Yeah, thanks Mom," I said.

"You're welcome…You two make a cute couple, if I do say so myself," my Mom said and overdramatically winked.

We both laughed.

I finished packing my bag and grabbed my camera and wire that came with it so I could download the photos onto her computer. Then we went downstairs. We said, "Good-bye" to my parents.

Then we left and went to the video store. We made it just in time.

We got a Barbra Streisand movie, "Yentl" because Rachel didn't have it in her collection and hasn't seen it in a while. We also got a Jennifer Aniston movie called, "Management" and a Julia Roberts movie called, "Notting Hill". We both hadn't seen both of them. We got popcorn and some candy as well. We paid and found out that they were due on Sunday.

Then we went to her house. While I changed into my pajamas she made the popcorn and got us drinks. While she changed I downloaded the pictures for her.

"I'm going to make one of them my wallpaper," she said as she saw them on her computer screen. Then she kissed my head.

"You ready for 'Management'?" I asked as I got the DVD and popped it into her player.

"Sure…Come sit next to me," she asked.

I ran and plopped down on her bed. She laughed.

I tried to get comfortable while she got the bowl of popcorn and put it in between us. Then she lay next to me.

"I'm not comfortable yet," I said.

"You want another pillow?" she asked as she was getting up to get me one.

I grabbed her body and pulled her right next to me and threw my arm around her. I liked the closeness that we shared.

"Ok, now I'm comfortable." I said and smiled.

"As long as you're comfortable…" she said with a chuckle.

The movie was a wonderful, independent film. It made me cry. Rachel seemed to enjoy it also.

"Ready for 'Notting Hill'," I asked.

"Actually I'm kind of sleepy. Could we watch the others tomorrow?"

"Absolutely," I said and kissed her head.

We got up and removed whatever was on the bed.

Then I grabbed a pillow and a blanket and tossed them on the floor.

"What are you doing," she asked me.

"Sleeping on the floor," I responded.

"You don't want to cuddle until we fall asleep?" she asked.

"Are we ready for that," I asked.

"I am," she said firmly.

"Well, then I am too," I said as I picked up the blanket and pillow from the ground and threw them back on the bed, which Rachel had already unmade.

I got in and extended my hands out to her. She grasped them and I pulled her onto her bed. She nestled besides me. I pulled her as close as possible. I ended up pulling her onto my chest.

"Is this okay," I whispered.

"Yes, perfect," she said as she picked up her hair and tossed her hair back so that her ear was flat against my chest.

As I watched her do this, my heartbeat started to beat faster.

"Oh, wow, your heart is racing. Are you okay?" she asked.

"I have what they call 'Rachel-itis'…"

"Oh, what's that?"

"It's a condition that I have when I can't get enough of you. I have to have you as close to me as humanly possible for the symptoms to subside," I said and smiled.

She looked up at my blue eyes and just simply said, "Thank you for making me feel special!"

"That's my job…it's something that I think I was destined to do," I said and picked my head off of my pillow. She moved up my body a little and we connected our lips together. I grabbed her face with my hands and somehow she managed to pull herself up to be more in the kiss. She was now sitting up and in between my legs. I let go of her so she could change her position. Then I grabbed her again, she moaned.

"Are you okay," I asked concerned.

"Hmm…Kiss me again," she asked me.

I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her forward and towards my body. When we were inches apart, I leaned forward and grabbed her lips with my own. Our heads titled back and forth as soon as our lips connected.

"Rachel," I moaned when I felt her tongue enter my mouth.

"Brittany," she moaned back when she felt mine.

I came up for air for a split second and saw her sitting in front of me with her eyes closed. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.

"Damn, you're gorgeous," I said and then hungrily took her lips again.

While still kissing me, she lowered me onto the mattress and then she lay on top of me. I was shocked.

"Rachel," I said in the kiss.

"Hmm," she said.

I tried to break the kiss. Her grip was amazing. She opened her eyes and looked down at me.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she said timidly.

"No, no, don't apologize. That was a-mazing…" I said happily.

"Oh, okay," she said and tried to lung at me again.

I caught her and then I sat up.

She looked confused so she asked, "Are you okay?"

"I just want to talk…"

"About what?"

"What just happened and what it means," I said. I was surprising myself with my level of clarity.

"Oh, ok, good idea," she said as she collected herself. She sat on the other end of her bed with her knees against her chest.

"Rachel, are you okay?"

"Yes, fine," she answered shortly.

"Are you mad with me," I asked genuinely.

"No, no, not at all. More so at myself," she said quietly.

"Why?"

"That's never happened before…"

"I don't get it," I asked confused.

"Oh, I've been kissed before…" she said. She looked away before she continued, "Just not like the way you kiss me. I love when you kiss me."

I smiled brightly and moved closer to her. When I close enough I asked, "Can I hold your hand?"

She extended her hand to me and I took it in my own. Immediately I started to trace small circles onto her skin with my pointer finger. Then I said, "You're the first person that I've kissed…"

She interrupted, "wait, what?"

"That I wanted to continue to kiss," I said.

"Oh, what about Santana?"

"We only kissed the first and only time we had sex," I revealed.

"Oh."

"Yup, with you, I don't know, it matters." I fumbled on the words so I blushed.

"So…"

"So what?" I said since I didn't know where she was heading.

"Can I be your girlfriend?" she asked with that Rachel Berry confidence.

"Yes, I wish you would be," I said and smiled from ear to ear.

"Then my darling, I am…Yay," she said and clapped her hands.

"Darling, huh," I said and smiled slyly.

"Darn tooting!"

I laughed and then said, "And everything else will happen in its own time."

"Oh, yes, you are right!"

"Come over here please," I said and extended my arms out. She crawled over to me and into my arms. Once we were inches apart, I squeezed her tightly and kissed the top of her head. Then we lay back and cuddled. Pretty soon we both fell asleep.

BEST VALENTINE'S DAY EVER!