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The fact that Lea's head was pounding so hard it might as well explode was a gross understatement.

Her eyelids felt heavy and, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember what had happened last night. There was certainly something about a rainbow and dancing with Beetlejuice. Or was it 'The Mask'? Didn't matter, though. But what the fuck. She does remember the entrance of that freaking club and the first shots of tequila. Then there's a fucking gap where everything's just blurry, and then she kind of remembers dragging an equally drunk blonde through the corridors of the hotel, maybe disturbing a few neighbors on their way and then… taking her dress off?

Holy shit.

Her hands wandered through her body and she realized that she was, in fact, wearing nothing but her underwear. Fuck. She slowly opened her eyes and thanked God that the curtains were slid closed. But shit. Lea was almost naked and Dianna was nowhere to be found. Shit shit shit. She was freaking out with every second that passed and her head hurt from all the thinking, but she needed to know if anything had happened at all. So she thought harder and frowned. Holy shit. Did they have sex? No. It didn't seem like it. Hopefully.

Think, Lea, think.

Right. There's a blurry scene playing in her head. She remembers taking her dress off now, because she had suddenly felt like she was suffocating. Good job. Keep thinking. She remembers feeling giggly at the sight of Dianna trying to stand after tumbling with her own feet. Yeah. That was actually funny. Concentrate! So, she was laughing once she stepped out of the dress; she walked to the bed and lay down, and then... she drifted to sleep. Really?

Nothing happened. Absolutely fucking nothing and now Lea is disappointed because at least if they had had sex she would have had an opening to finally talk about her feelings. Dammit. She freaked out for nothing.

But maybe it was for the best, though. Having sex for the first time with Dianna while being drunk wasn't romantic at all, and if she wanted this to be the right way she might as well… start by telling her how she felt.

Good. Back to square one.

She slowly got up on her elbows and looked around the suite. Where was Dianna, anyway? She reached to her phone and winced, both at the movement and at the fact that it was already past 12. Looking back at the nightstand she found two tablets of Ibuprofen and a bottle of water next to them. She placed her phone back on its place before taking the tablets and drowning as much water as she could in one sip. She sighed while she lay down again, smiling at the thought of Dianna taking care of her. Maybe it wouldn't be bad telling her how she felt. Dianna was a sweetheart, after all. She would be able to understand if she didn't feel the same way and wouldn't let their friendship be jeopardized. However, she still needed to find the actual courage to do it.

Meanwhile, Dianna was gently swinging herself in a hammock by their suite, trying to enjoy the feeling of the breeze hitting her face.

Her mind was racing; however, her thoughts were on something else. She really couldn't remember what had exactly happened at the club last night, but she was definitely sure they hadn't done anything other than cuddle once they stepped inside the room. Yes, they were in their underwear, and she could recall drooling over Lea removing her dress and laying on the bed, but even after that, all she did was wrap her arm around the brunette's slender waist once she had fallen asleep and linger on the feeling of intimacy for at least one night.

And then this morning, when she woke up to the sleeping face of one Lea Michele, she squeezed her a little tighter and fought the urge to pepper her with kisses. Instead, she had smiled.

She had smiled because it had felt so right to fall asleep next to her. She had smiled because she had felt at home. Because having Lea protectively under her arm as if it was the most natural thing in the world couldn't make her any happier. She had felt overwhelmed with pure love.

And it was then that she decided that there was nothing else that she wanted more than this. Because the need to tell her had suddenly become unbearable. She knew this was the only way she could either get what she wanted or start moving on. Life was about making choices, after all. No matter if they were good or bad; right or wrong, at the end of the day all that mattered was that you risked it. You may regret it for a few moments or for the rest of your life; or you may someday look back and realize that it was the best decision you could have ever made.

Life is that way. And if you couldn't make any decisions at all, well, you're not really living.

So here she was now. Ready to pour her heart out even if the fear of having it broken at the end still remained somewhere in the back of her head.

But first, she needed to make a call. She dialed the number and pressed the phone to her ear.

"Dianna."

She grinned but said evenly. "Christopher."

"How are you? Is everything alright? Oh my God, did you tell her?"

"I'm fine. Great even. Everything's alright and no, I haven't told her but that's why I'm calling."

"Where's Lea? And what do you need me for?"

Dianna chuckled at her friend's eagerness but still replied, "She's still sleeping. We went to a club yesterday." She bit her lip, trying to find the words she needed to get out. At the end, she opted for a simple, "Chris, I'm going to tell her." She heard a sharp intake of breath and waited.

"For real?" He was grateful she couldn't see him at the moment because the shit eating grin and the little dance he was making were way too embarrassing.

"Yes. But I don't know how. I mean how do I know when's the perfect moment?"

He sighed. This is why she called. "Darling, telling someone how you feel is like coming out to your parents. There's never going to be a perfect moment, but, unlike coming out, you do have the opportunity to make it special, you know. Take her somewhere you can be alone, but don't make it too romantic so it doesn't turn awkward even before you can say it."

To him, romance was always a good move, but he decided that his girls probably needed to figure out this first before moving to grand gestures. "Is your room by the beach?"

"Yeah."

"Well, maybe you can tell her at the beach near your room, so if she feels like she needs to be alone–" He snorted internally. As if. "–You don't have to worry about leaving her by herself in a random place. The suite would be right there."

Before Dianna could reply she turned to the sound of a window slide open to reveal the girl of her dreams. She panicked for a moment before remembering that Lea still didn't know anything and didn't have to worry about it until later; so she beamed and beckoned the brunette to lay with her in the hammock.

The brunette smiled back while walking closer and saw that Dianna was on the phone. 'Who is it?' She mouthed.

"Chris." The blonde said covering her phone with her hand.

When Lea sat down on the hammock, she nudged Dianna with her hip so she could have more space and once she wiggled herself enough to be comfortable, she grabbed the blonde's arm to wrap it around her shoulders. The familiarity that came along with this action made their hearts flutter and warmth spread through their bodies. "Hey, Chris!" Lea said as she hugged a slim waist and her head rested on the blonde's shoulder. All fears had left her mind as soon as she found her best friend calmly swinging back and forth, and were replaced with the need to cuddle for the rest of the day. So she did just that; at least for as long as she could.

Dianna lost track of what Chris was saying the moment she felt the brunette against her. Lea's body was warm and the action felt like a reassurance of what she needed to do. She would rather take a risk than never know if their friendship could be more than that. She needed to take a chance on this if she wanted to be truly happy.

"Dianna…"

"Sorry, what?"

"I asked if you needed to hang up. You're apparently busy." Chris said amused.

"Yeah, sorry. Thank you, Chris. I'll think about it. And I promise I'll call you soon."

Lea was reveling in the scent of Dianna when she heard the end of the call. She squeezed her tighter. "How's Chris?"

"He's fine." Dianna said, as she resumed the swinging, which was becoming harder since the hammock now had two people in it, and started stroking Lea's hair with her left hand. She was familiar with cuddling. It became a common rule when they used to live together and come home tired to do anything other than watch TV series. So after she moved out, the rule was never broken. It was simply normal when it came to her relationship with the brunette, and she learned to relish every second of it. And right now, she didn't feel like talking. All she wanted to do was hold her best friend and daydream of the positive outcomes of her decision.

Something that only lasted a few moments.

"What did you mean you'll think about it?" Lea's voice was almost a whisper. The gentle sound of nothing but the waves made her feel like they had built a thin barrier around them, and she was afraid she would break it by speaking any louder.

"Hm?"

"You said 'I'll think about it'" She felt the need to use air quotes, but one of her hands was almost tucked in the middle of their bodies and the other one was drawing lazy patterns on Dianna's ribs.

"Um…" She hadn't come up with an excuse because she thought Lea wouldn't ask. But she must have known better. "He told me about this… ecological park somewhere in the Mayan Riviera." At least it was half true. He hadn't told her anything about it during the phone call, but he had recommended it before the trip.

"Would you want to go?"

Would she? By Chris' description, it did sound interesting. "Maybe. Did you have any plans for today?"

"Not really. I just woke up with the worst headache of the century and couldn't think of anything coherent while trying to remember what happened last night." It was a tricky answer. She still had her doubts about waking up in her underwear, even though she didn't voice it, and wanted to know if Dianna knew something that she didn't.

The blonde chuckled. "Yeah, I woke up feeling the same way, but no, I can't remember anything, either." She also didn't mention anything about their state of dress. She figured it probably was safer not to. "And how did we get back, anyway?"

Lea groaned. "Stupid Leo and his friends brought us back." That was something she actually managed to remember and the only reason she had his name shortened was because it was too damn long. Although, 'stupid Leo' probably had the same length.

Whatever.

She could feel more than hear Dianna's laughter against her forearm.

"I have to agree with you. He was an idiot." It still pissed her off the way he had ignored Lea. Not that she would have preferred the guy checking her out, but Lea was stunning and people needed to realize that once and for all.

Lea simply hummed. She just didn't want to spend more time talking about him. She wanted Dianna to never stop stroking her hair and everyday to be like this. Maybe they could quit Glee and move somewhere else. A beach. An island, even. All she really needed was lying next to her.

"Well, what about our plans for today? I'm content with whatever―" As long as I'm with you. "―so it's your decision." Dianna said. Honestly, all she wanted to do was to stay where she was.

Lea snuggled closer. "Let's just stay here for a while and we can go to the park later. We've got all day."

Good answer.

By the time they were ready to leave it was 2:30.

Much to their delight, they did spend at least an hour cuddling and talking about what they wanted to do for the rest of their two weeks in Cancun.

Lea decided to drive this time and got them lost three times before she managed to find the parking lot of the park.

"Next time you either let me drive or don't say a word if I get lost. You broke my record and now have no right to demand anything."

"Oh come on, Di! I promise I won't say anything but don't get mad at me." She reached Dianna after they exited the car and hooked her arm with the blonde's before looking at her with a pout. "You know I suck at direction sense, but I promise I won't make fun if you ever get us lost even for a whole day."

Dianna laughed. Because, how could she resist that pout? She wasn't even mad to begin with. "I'm not mad, Lee."

Lea grinned. God, she loved that laugh. And that smile. If only she could see those shining eyes through the sunglasses, she would be able to have enough of her Agron dose for a while.

Only for a tiny, little while. She had never really enough.

As they walked through the entrance of the park, they could see why it was such a famous place. Xcaret was huge. The whole place was literally a tropical jungle with restaurants, shops and attractions at every available spot. But the thing about the park that captivated them the most was the peace that it brought. Even with hundreds of people walking by, it was as if you could be absorbed by nature.

They wandered around and stopped at any attraction that caught their attention. Dianna had finally remembered to bring her camera with her and decided to take pictures of the brunette whenever she wasn't looking.

Those were always the best. Looking at her through her lens and watching as Lea concentrated on something else; whether she was fascinated, excited or serious. Her eyes wide; her lip stuck out in a pout, or a smile brighter than the sun. Natural Lea was definitely one of her favorites.

"Dianna, come on! I wanna go scuba diving with you!"

And scuba diving was what they did. Along with swimming in the freezing water of the underground rivers; getting a spider monkey off of Lea's hair; going to the Mexican Wine Cellar; chilling at a natural pool; arguing over whether or not Dianna looked like a crazy haired lion in the morning after Lea said that all felines were the same, and watching the dolphins playing underneath the bridge they had stood in.

It had definitely been an amazing day.

And now they were at the shore. There was no one around since the night show was starting shortly, and for a moment, it seemed as if they stood alone in the world. And the only companion they needed was next to each other.

Everything was quiet except for the sound of the waves breaking upon the rocks below them. Water hitting with full force and retrieving with a soothing surf; only to do it again, and again.

It was alleviating, somehow.

Dianna found herself staring at them. She was entranced by the continuity of it. The waves never ceased coming back and forth. They didn't stop ten years ago, nor will they stop in ten more years. Sure, some days they will crash harder; create natural disasters. Take away lives.

Some other days they will be calm; so calm that you can barely hear them. So calm they won't even reach the rocks.

But still, they never stopped.

And Dianna wondered if maybe her love for Lea could be like that. Sometimes it could be tough love; some others it would be soothing; delicate, even.

It would change. But never stop.

And when she turned to look at her, she was able to answer her own question.

She would never stop loving Lea. Not only as the thought of something else, but simply as her best friend.

So she thought to herself. Maybe this was the perfect time, if there could ever be one, to tell her. She was right in front of her. They were alone, and even if they weren't close to their suite, she would be willing to give her the space she needed, and as much time as she wanted.

Lea knew that she was being stared at, and thought that if she wanted to keep her mouth shut she wouldn't look, because she was still afraid of how Dianna might react. She wasn't ready to tell her how she felt. Not yet.

But once she couldn't take it anymore, she looked back, and it took her breath away.

There was something about the look Dianna was giving her. She had a content smile on her face but her eyes were screaming so much more. They were shining; gold-like. And Lea felt herself once again getting lost in them; the kind of lost where she never wanted to be found again.

She had once read that the eyes were the windows to the soul. It was as if Dianna was baring her soul, but Lea couldn't pinpoint what exactly she wanted her to see. There was so much emotion swimming in those gorgeous eyes that she just couldn't understand. And when the blonde opened her mouth, Lea knew that whatever her thoughts could have been, she was about to voice them.

"Lee…" Dianna's voice was just a whisper and she was almost sure the brunette hadn't heard her. Yet, she didn't see the chills that ran through Lea's spin thanks to that single word. "I―"

"Hey!"

Fuck.

Both girls were startled by the sound of a deep voice and turned towards it.

"I'm sorry, you can't be here anymore. The night show is starting, I can take you there."

Dianna closed her eyes and let out a deep shaky breath. She couldn't believe her luck. She just couldn't.

When her eyes opened, she turned back at a wide eyed Lea and smiled sadly. It will have to be some other day.

Her heart was still racing and her hands were slightly shaking, but she still took the brunette's hand and laced their fingers together. She tugged at her gently until she was sure she could hear her whisper, "Love you."

Maybe she couldn't tell her the whole truth, but at least, it was part of it.

:) So about that unbearable need? Yeah, I've experienced it firsthand and I did end up confessing my feelings. That's why I think that what I wrote is actually accurate. Even if it didn't play out well in my own story.