Unexpectedly Yours

18.

Brittany's point of view

I hung out with Santana and Quinn and then trudged home. I got into bed at nine o'clock. Totally strange for me. Every time my phone buzzed and I saw it was a text from Rachel, I didn't answer it. She hurt me a lot. I wasn't trying to be a bitch. I was trying to sort out my feelings. By the end of the night, I realized that I stood behind my feelings for her and that the fight that we were having would eventually be resolved. I still had a crappy night's sleep though. Whenever I closed my eyes, I saw her smiling at me. By the time my alarm clock buzzed, I had been up and just lying in my bed.

I warily got up and ready for the day at school. I went downstairs and grabbed something to eat quickly.

"Hi, Britt," my Mom said cheerfully.

"Hey," I replied unenthusiastically.

She sensed that something was wrong so she asked, "Are you okay, hon?"

"Yeah, sure Mom…Just got something on my mind," I replied unconvincingly.

"Britt, what's wrong?"

I didn't answer her. Instead I flung myself into her embrace and started to sob.

"Oohh, my…" my Mom said and patted me on my back.

"I told Rachel something very personal and life changing, but she didn't say it back…" I said after I took a deep breath.

"Was it 'those three little words'?"

"Yes, it was," I said and looked into my Mom's eyes.

"Oh, I applaud you for recognizing that feeling, hon. Give it time," she said.

"Do you think it's a red flag if the other person doesn't say it back right in the moment? It's like she needed time to sleep on it!"

"Of course not," my Mom guided me.

"So we're not doomed to breakup and be totally unhappy without each other?"

"No sweetheart, not at all. Talk to her today," she suggested.

I gave my Mom a big hug and said, "Thank you. I feel a little better. I gotta go…"

I bolted out of the house and into my car.

My Mom's right. Give her time to explain. May not happen as soon as you see her, but she'll explain sometime during the day.

Rachel's point of view

I saw her standing next to Santana and Quinn at her locker. I was out of their eyeshot so I decided not to approach her then. I had a feeling that Santana knew what happened and I didn't want the wrath of Snixx to come out in the hallway.

Better to talk with Brittany one-on-one. You're also singing to her today.

"I wish time would go by faster," I said as I turned the corner.

It was then that I quickly looked back and saw that Quinn had seen me the whole time. I smiled awkwardly and then mouthed, "Talk to her later!"

Quinn's point of view

Why isn't she coming over here? Oh, Santana's here…Good idea. She's mouthing something to me. Oh okay.

I nodded to Rachel.

Snixx isn't coming out…

Rachel's point of view

I wanted to send her a text so I tried to casually take my cell phone out. When it was under my desk I texted her.

"I'm thinking about you. – R."

Before I hit the send button I hesitated.

I really hurt her and I am sorry. Do I think she'll respond to a text? I'm sending it anyway.

I hit the send button.

Brittany's point of view

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket so when the teacher wasn't looking, I whipped it out and read it.

Well it's a start…what should I text back? Then what I wanted to say came to me.

"I am always thinking about you. – me" I hit the send button immediately.

Rachel's point of view

I was startled a little because I didn't really expect a response back. When I read it, my heart melted.

You have the real deal, Berry…don't mess it up anymore. Ya hear?

I nodded at my own thought.

Sam's point of view

"Why's Brittany here? Not sayin' I mind at all…" Sam asked and smiled at me.

Brittany's point of view

"Hi, Sammy. Um, I was asked to come…"

Rachel's point of view

I walked in to the choir room and found it full of the GLEE members, Santana and Quinn. If looks could kill I'd have died a thousand times from the stares from Santana.

Crap! I forgot GLEE was rehearsing in here. Not a problem though, Berry. You can still sing your song to Brittany. You'll just have a larger audience than expected. Focus, Berry, focus.

Then my eyes fell upon Brittany who was sitting in the middle of the bottom row of seats. Her eyesight never left mine. Immediately I got those love butterflies in my stomach. Man they felt great.

"Mr. Schue, I had asked Brittany to come in here so that I could sing to her. I totally forgot that you would be using the room today…my apologizes," I said and smiled at him.

"No worries, Rachel. I hope you still decide to sing the song. I know we'd all love to hear it," he said.

"Oh, I have every intention of doing that. Brittany, would you mind bringing your seat to the middle of the room, right here," I said, looked at her, and then pointed.

She got up and brought her chair to where I had pointed.

I went to address the class. As I opened my mouth I quickly shut it. I wanted to this between me and Brittany as much as possible. I smiled at them and then walked back to Brittany.

Because I didn't know how to fully play the guitar I had assistance in that. As he began to strum the first few chords, I could see people recognize the song.

I heard a couple of "awws" coming from the audience, but I didn't care about anything or anyone except for Brittany.

I stood directly in front of her, smiled, and began to sing.

Well I know there's a reason

And I know there's a rhyme

We were meant to be together

That's why...

I stole a glance at her and she was swaying back and forth which I took as a good sign.

We can roll with the punches

We can stroll hand in hand

And when I say it's forever

You understand...

As I kept singing, I extended my hands to her. She grabbed them and I immediately pulled her up from the seat and into my arms. We slow danced as I sang.

That you're always in my heart,

You're always on my mind

But when it all becomes too much,

You're never far behind

And there's no one that comes close to you

Could ever take your place

Cause only you can love me this way

I let Brittany take the lead in the dance because it was her forte obviously.

I looked into her blue eyes and sang:

I could have turned a different corner

I could have gone another place

Then I'd of never had this feeling

That I feel today, yeah…

As I continued to sing, I could her singing with me. This was a great sign.

And you're always in my heart,

Always on my mind

When it all becomes too much,

You're never far behind

And there's no one that comes close to you

Could ever take your place

Cause only you can love me this way

Ooooh...

With this verse we locked eyes and held each other's gaze and bodies as we continued to dance.

And you're always in my heart,

You're always on my mind

And when it all becomes too much,

you're never far behind

And there's no one that comes close to you

Could ever take your place

Cause only you can love me this way

After that verse, I took control and moved us back to her seat and she sat down.

Ooooh...

I knelt in front of her and sang the last line of the song directly to her. It felt like it was only me and her in the room. Everyone else just didn't matter.

Only you can love me this way.

As the guitar faded out, I whispered into her ear, "I am so sorry. I made the biggest mistake of my life. And I want to make it up to you! Tell me how?"

She tilted her head and found my lips. Before we kissed she whispered, "I'll think of something…"

Then she kissed me.

Santana's point of view

"Ok, hold up!" I yelled amidst of all the applause and cheers.

"Santana, no. Let them have this time," Quinn begged me.

"It's okay, Quinn," Rachel said as she broke the kiss.

"Santana, it's okay," Brittany said.

"No, B. See it's not," I said and folded my arms.

"Santana, I hope you know that I totally understand singing a love song to Brittany doesn't make up for what I did…"

"Or didn't do," I scoffed.

"Santana!" Quinn yelled at me.

"No, Quinn, I gots to stick up for my best friend," I insisted.

Brittany smiled. She wanted to see where this would go.

"What did she not do," Tina butted in.

"None of your business, Girl Chang!"

"Santana, that's enough," Mr. Schuester yelled not loudly, but loud enough to make a point.

"Sorry, Mr. Schue. I respect you and GLEE, but I need to stick up for her…"

"Oh, no, I totally get it, it was just there's no name calling in here," he said and smiled.

"Brittany told me she loved me last night…" Rachel said as she brought all of us back to the issue at hand.

Kurt clapped his hands together and then screamed, "What did you say back, Rachel?"

"I think my exact words were 'um, are you sure?' Right Brittany…"

"Yes, that sounds about right," Brittany answered.

"That's cold," Mercedes said and shook her head.

"Yes, Mercedes, it was. It was not the most stellar response I could have said. I regretted it the millisecond it came pouring out of my mouth. I owe Brittany an apology and that, Santana, was why I chose to sing to her," Rachel ended her speech.

"Hey, San, it's okay. We are going to chat somewhere else a little bit more private…it's a hiccup…cool?" Brittany said and looked at me directly in my eyes.

"I guess. You deserve more, B," I said. Brittany walked up to me and hugged me. Before she let me go, she whispered, "Thanks for standing up for me. I have everything I could ever want or need with Rachel…"

"It's all good," I said and smiled. Then I looked at Rachel and sent an unspoken message that I hoped meant, "Don't screw this up or I'll go all Lima Heights on your ass!" She nodded and awkwardly played with her hair. Message received.

Rachel's point of view

Brittany and I drove to her house in silence. As she drove, I looked out the window. It wasn't awkward, but I felt the tension between us.

We got to her house, pulled into the driveway, got out and took our bags into the house.

"Mom, I'm home…and Rachel's with me!" she yelled.

"Oh, hi," her Mom said as she walked up to us.

"Hello, Mrs. Pierce," I said and extended my hand for a handshake.

"Hi, Rachel, nice to see you," she said to me.

"How was school today," she asked her daughter and looked straight in her eyes.

"It was interesting," Brittany said, "We're going upstairs to talk and do homework. Can Rachel stay for dinner?"

"As long as I'm not imposing," I added.

"Not at all dear…Your Dad is away on business…Hey Britt why don't we get Rachel a bottle of water," my Mom suggested.

"You want," she asked me.

"Yes, please, I'll just go up to your room," I said and smiled.

As I was climbing the staircase, Brittany watched me. When I made it to the landing, her Mom pulled her toward their kitchen.

Brittany's point of view

"So how did it go?"

"Um, it was a little odd if I can be honest," I replied.

"Odd how?"

"Well, she sang me a country song, 'Only You Can Love Me This Way', which was sweet. I think she had thought she'd do it in private, but she sang it to me in front of the GLEE club plus Santana and Quinn," I said.

"Oh, boy, did Snixx make an appearance," she said and chuckled. My Mom happened to like Snixx but only for good and not evil. I think my Mom thought that it was Santana's superhero persona.

"Almost, but Quinn and I calmed her down," I assured her.

"Oh, did Rachel apologize," my Mom asked.

"Yes, uh, she did it in a whisper," I said.

"A whisper huh? Are you happy with that?"

"Kind of. I didn't want her to scream it from the rooftops cuz that's not Rachel. I didn't even want her to say it right then because it wouldn't have been genuine and sincere like when I said it. On the way here, she had many opportunities to talk at all, but she chose to look out the window," I said.

"I'm sorry, Britt. I know that you want to hear her say it. I'm very happy that you knew what the feelings were and you expressed them. Like I said before, give her time. She may have questions for you," my Mom said.

Rachel's point of view

I had been listening not to the whole conversation but most of it. Brittany was gone for a long time and I got lonely.

I felt horrible about what I heard. I definitely wanted to talk this out with her because she did mean a lot to me.

"Thanks Mom," I heard as the refrigerator opened and closed.

"Just listen to her. I'm sure this is just a hiccup," her Mom yelled as Brittany began to walk away. As the sound of her footsteps got closer I ran as fast as I could into her room and pretended like I was doing my homework.

She walked into the room and said, "One water, ma'am!"

"Why thank you, kind person," I replied as she handed it to me. I opened the bottle and took a big gulp.

"You thirsty," she asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yes, I guess so," I replied after I swallowed the liquid.

"What cha working on?" she said and looked down at my blank paper. "Must be hard!"

"This, oh, is…English!"

"Really," she asked.

"Yes, but I do want to talk to you," I said sincerely.

"Ok," she said and plopped into her computer chair. She opened her bottle and took a sip.

There was dead silence.

"Ok, I think I talked too much last night so you have the floor," she said and looked at me expectantly.

"Oh, ok, um, I know what I want to say, but I don't know how to get it out," I said sincerely.

"Just tell me. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"Yes, Brittany, I want to be your girlfriend."

"Do you see yourself with me or are you just having fun?" she asked.

"I think I can see us together. Brittany, you gotta realize that I went some douche bag who didn't really care about me to you…You care about me so much…more than I'm worthy of actually…"

"STOP IT!" she yelled a little.

"It's true," I said and hung my head down.

"No, it's not…" Brittany said insisting.

"Thank you, but I think we're getting off track just a little," I said as I tried to move the conversation back to the issue.

"Ok, got some questions for you. Please be honest. Am I trying too hard? Am I forcing something that is just not there?"

"No, you aren't trying too hard. We have something…something that could be wonderful," I said.

"Then why are you trying to, I don't know, mess this up?"

"I am afraid…" I said dramatically.

"Of what," she shot back as she didn't put up with my inner diva, which I admired.

"Of not being good enough for you."

Brittany's point of view

I got up quickly from my chair and walked over to her. I pulled her up and enveloped her in a tight embrace.

"Rachel, sweetheart, you're more than enough for me," I said and felt her relax in my arms.

"Brittany, we haven't even made love yet. How do you know everything will work out?"

"I'll tell you how I know. Cuz when we finally give ourselves to each other it'll be wonderful…"

"What if?"

"No, it's gonna be wonderful because both of our hearts will be in it!" I said.

"Was both your and Santana's hearts in it when you two did it?" Rachel asked.

"No, for two reasons: one, it was a mistake because she's my best friend and I consider her like a sister. And two, she wasn't you!"

She looked up at me and kissed my cheek, and then said, "You're so romantic…"

"Eh, I try. Listen," I said as I let her go, "I was afraid that the location of where I told you that I love you wasn't romantic enough. But I've realized that it isn't where I say it. Just as long as I do say it. I'm not taking it back cuz that'd a lie. I love you, Rachel. Plain and simple."

"This may sound selfish, but can you wait, Brittany?"

"I'm not going anywhere. In fact I'm glad you didn't say it now because I want you to say it when you fully mean it. Not because the conversation was leading in that direction. I don't want it to be an answer to a question…Do you get it?"

"Totally," she said and smiled.

"What I do want…"

"Yes," she asked.

"Is for you to kiss me as passionately as you can," I replied simply.

She walked over to me and pushed back into my chair.

"Ready…one…two…three!" I counted.

She cupped my face in her hands and I wrapped my arms around her waist. Our heads tilted forward and just as we were about to lock our lips together we heard.

"DINNER!"

"Crap!" we both yelled in unison.

"I wanna stay tonight. You can drive me to my house to change and to school tomorrow," Rachel said and I smiled as I released the hold I had on her waist. We walked hand-in-hand downstairs.

"Hi, Mom, is it okay if Rachel's stays tonight…we have a lot of homework," I asked.

"Homework huh," my Mom winked, "as long as it's okay with her fathers then sure…"

"I'll text them after dinner," Rachel said, "Thank you for having me over…"

"You two really do make a cute couple," My Mom said happily.

Rachel's point of view

After dinner and homework, I texted my Dad.

"Sure!" was the response I received.

"I am sleeping here tonight!" I exclaimed and she picked me up off my feet.

"Awesome. Wanna cuddle," she asked happily.

"Sure, um, you gonna put me down anytime soon," I asked.

"Nope!"

"Oh, okay. Just so we're on the same page," I said and laughed.

"You're making me smart, do you know that?" she asked and smiled.

"I do now…wait only smart?"

She got that lustful look in her eyes and said, "And that too."

She walked over to the bed and gently threw me down onto the mattress. She then got on the bed and hovered over me.

I reached up and grabbed her by back of her neck and pulled her down. Our lips were the first to connect and then she gently laid herself on top of me.

"God, Rachel," she said when she broke the kiss.

I looked up into her blue orbs and asked, "Am I a horrible girlfriend for making us wait?"

"Well, in this current moment, kinda," she said and winked.

I poked and tickled her sides.

"Haha…But when we're not in this situation then no, not at all," she said. Then she bent her head down again and kissed me.

"Remember…" she said and kissed me, "I will…" she said and kissed me again, "wait!" She kissed me the final time and then toppled off of me and onto the bed.

"I promise you it won't take forever."

"God, I hope not cuz you're gorgeous and I want to know you completely," she said.

"Pretty much once it happens for us, I am yours…" I said as a tear fell down my cheek.

"And I am yours…forever," she said and wiped it away.

"And ever!" I finished the statement.

We kissed each other one more time and then drifted off to sleep.

Author's Note: The song I used is Keith Urban's "Only You Can Love Me This Way". I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.