WHOA! IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO WRITE THIS, BUT I HOPE IT'S WORTH IT ;) LIFE KEPT ME BUSY AND I'M REALLY SORRY FOR TAKING SO DAMN LONG, BUT LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINKKK :)

I ALSO DIDN'T HAVE THE TIME TO CORRECT ANY ERRORS, SO THOSE ARE MINE.

I DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO LARRY AND HIS GIRLFRIEND MAGGIE :) EVEN THOUGH I CAN'T SEEM TO MESSAGE YOU ANYMORE, I KEEP YOU IN MIND.

It had been two days since Dianna had grown up the courage to confess her feelings for Lea; only to be interrupted by a random guy with the worst timing ever.

It was weird, though. Now that she actually wanted to let it out in the open, she felt like she was going crazy. She had suddenly become hyper-aware of the way her hands fitted with Lea's, or the way the brunette's small frame could be perfectly wrapped under her arms. She also couldn't help but become a bit closed off; and for that, she was mad at herself, because it wasn't Lea's fault. Okay, maybe she had something to do with it, but there was no need to punish the brunette for something she hadn't even done.

And it drove her crazy, because Lea seemed to have no idea of what she had wanted to say and apparently showed no interest in knowing. That's when the thought of her best friend already knowing and simply avoiding asking because she didn't want to hurt her feelings hit Dianna like a ton of bricks.

But still, she couldn't live surrounded by fears that were slowly killing whatever hope she might still have. She needed to do something about this.

Unfortunately, now wasn't the right time to do it.

Lea was trying on a dress while Dianna waited for her outside the changing room. It was taking her longer because once in a while she would slow down and think about the way Dianna had looked that day at Xcaret. She was dying to ask her about it, but somehow, she felt like it had been too long to bring it back and that it was only the blonde's decision to choose whenever the right time was.

Or at least, that's what she wanted to think.

Because it had been two days, and she could feel the blonde slowly withdrawing from her. And that was something she wouldn't allow if she could help it.

So she came up with an instant plan.

"Di, what do you think if we go to Playa del Carmen?" Yeah. She was a genius.

"What?"

Just as she finished putting on the dress, she came out of the changing room and looked straight at Dianna. "I think we could go to Playa del Carmen today. I saw a flyer yesterday in the lobby and thought it could be fun."

"Sure. Whatever you want." She smiled and looked at the dress Lea was wearing. "That one's nice. You should buy it."

And per her lady's request, Lea ended up exiting the store with a shopping bag in hand.

When they finished shopping in Cancun, they went back to the hotel to drop their bags and grab a touristic flyer from Playa del Carmen.

By the time they arrived it was nearly 4, so they decided to get something to eat before wandering around downtown. It was then that Lea chose to confront Dianna; because by this time, she might as well just throw herself out of the window of the car. She was desperate to get whatever she could out of the blonde, if only to get her to stop closing herself off.

Once they were seated, Lea searched for hazel eyes. "Di…" She whispered.

The place was quiet enough that Dianna had no problem in hearing, so she only nodded to let the brunette know she had her full attention.

Lea smiled at the sight of shining golden eyes. "Is there something wrong?"

Dianna frowned. "What do you mean?" Of course she knew what she was talking about. She had tried to act the same way ever since that day, and with any other person she would have managed to get away with it. But it was Lea we were talking about. The girl sometimes knew her better than she knew herself.

"I mean, it's been a couple of days since you've acted kind of weird… well, not weird, but… closed off?" It surely sounded more like a question, but Lea had no idea how to word the way Dianna was acting.

Her smiled was restrained, but it was there nonetheless. "There's nothing wrong, Lea. Don't worry." Granted, Lea was giving her an opening. The problem was that right now, she didn't feel like pouring her heart out.

The brunette could see through that smile and it only worried her more. She was almost sure the reason behind Dianna's actions was what had been driving her crazy, too. "Dianna," She reached across the table and grabbed her hand. "You know that if anything's bothering you, you can tell me right?" The blonde nodded. "And if you think it will bother me, then that's my choice to make. Just keep in mind that I love you and that no matter what, I will never get mad at you for being honest."

She knew this was a reassurance somehow. Even if Lea had no clue as to what this was about, she needed to let Dianna know that she could trust her.

The blonde gulped visibly, trying to contain her tears. This situation sucked for a lot of reasons.

First of all, because they were barely one week into this trip and her feelings had already started to get on the way of enjoying it. Second of all, because Dianna was never this dramatic, even if something about this whole situation kind of required it. Or at least she thought so. Another reason was that Lea deserved the truth. Which, to be honest, was something she couldn't provide at the moment.

For that she made a silent vow.

This week was not going to go by without Dianna confessing everything.

Right now, though, she appreciated Lea's words. They brought the comfort she had needed, and it felt more than enough. So she let herself get lost in brown expressive orbs once again and smiled contently. She squeezed the hand in her own and said, "Thank you, Lea. I'm fine, really. And I love you, too."

And she meant every word. Because she would be fine; as long as Lea never left her side.

So the brunette mirrored the smile. She knew Dianna and she could tell that she was being honest.

After their order was taken and the food was served, they both decided to move to much safer conversation.

Truth be told, Dianna felt a bit of the weight on her shoulders finally lift off. She started being her overly sweet self, and Lea felt relieved. Because if she was being honest, she had started to miss her touchy feely friend, and having her back was simply great. Even if the back of her mind screamed that Dianna still was hiding something.

Fortunately, as the day wore off, the girls fell back to their usual banter and hand holding whenever they could. It wasn't even hard, after all.

Right now, it was 2 am and Dianna still couldn't sleep. Her mind wouldn't shut off, and she couldn't blame it. She was sitting on the sand; as close as she could to the beach without getting wet.

Her thoughts kept wandering; but as usual, the main topic was one Lea Michele.

She thought of the words the brunette had said back at the restaurant. The relief and the comfort that, combined with a single touch, had brought. It was amazing how happy she could be with Lea by her side. Even if her head was a mess and her heart close to an aneurism.

The incredible moments they had made together so far made her heart feel warm. She smiled at the memory of the brunette's laugh and happy eyes. The pout she would make whenever she wanted something her way or the beam that could compete with the sun. She smiled at the imaginary sound of her voice, whether she was singing or simply talking. At the way her hands seemed to fit perfectly with her own, or the way her body was so tiny, that she sometimes felt the need to protect her from everything and carry her around inside her pocket.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt the girl of her dreams sit beside her on the sand. The moment the brunette's head rested against her shoulder, she wrapped her right arm around Lea's petite frame.

Just like it always should be.

Lea had been sleeping before she noticed that the other side of the bed was cold. She had frowned and looked around for Dianna until she caught a glimpse of blonde hair through their sliding window.

She had thought of leaving her alone, but decided against it because she knew that if it didn't make anything better; at least it wasn't going to make it worse.

So she leant against her favorite girl and let silence envelop them. After a while she started playing with the hand hanging from her shoulder. She grinned when she felt the ring they had bought almost two years ago and slowly began to relive that memory in her head.

A few more moments passed in silence before Lea's low voice broke it.

"If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be?"

Dianna smiled and squeezed her before whispering, "Wherever you are."

Lea's heart fluttered at the confession and she snuggled impossibly closer to the blonde as she intertwined their fingers.

Although, closer was never enough, right?

Dianna let out a shaky breath and remembered Chris's words. The beach close to their suite. All by themselves. It was as perfect as it could get.

And she could do this.

"Lea…" She whispered.

She suddenly felt as if she was suffocating and needed some space, so she disentangled her hand from the brunette's and sat a little straighter, turning herself so she could be directly in front of Lea. She took another breath and looked at a scared and confused set of eyes.

"Dianna, what's wrong?" She reached to grab the blonde's hand, only to find it shaking. "Di, you're trembling. Please, tell me what's going on."

Scaring Lea was the last thing she wanted. She tried to compose herself at the same time as she grasped the brunette's hand. "Don't be scared. Please."

She let out a nervous laugh. "Well, unless you tell me what's going on, I'll start getting scared." She noticed that Dianna was trying to control her breath and her left hand reached across to cup the side of her face. "Di," She soothed. "Remember what I told you, okay? It's just me here, and I love you. Please remember that, too."

This was it. There was no turning back this time.

Dianna nodded. "There's something I've been wanting to tell you. But I want you to know first that you don't have to feel compromised. I know it can be a shock to you, but you have to know. For your sake and mine. Because, honestly, it's killing me to keep it inside."

She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes before continuing.

"I…" God. Why was it so hard to just say it? She felt as if the words were just right there, on the tip of her tongue, but were stuck.

Freaking stuck.

So she looked down at her hands being caressed by two soft thumbs, and took another breath.

It was hard being in a position like this. She could see Lea's confidence and calmness, and wanted nothing more but to borrow a little bit of it. If only for mere seconds. Just to get it out.

Alright. Another breath.

Come on.

She closed her eyes tighter and started again. "I…" She huffed. Just do it. "I'm in love with you, Lea."

There.

Finally.

She opened her eyes and found herself being stared at by big brown eyes. And unlike many other times, she could see nothing.

She couldn't read Lea and it was killing her.

Because she thought she would have been prepared for rejection; but as every other thing in life, it was never the same as experiencing it firsthand.

She should have known better.

And she wanted to run.

Run until she couldn't feel her legs and her heart stopped feeling like bursting out of her chest. Run until the water pooled in her eyes could dry and she could breathe.

Run until her heart was untouchable.

But she was glued to the same place as 6 seconds ago. And she couldn't look away; even if her soul could be openly read by the girl in front of her. Even if she was the most vulnerable she had felt her entire existence.

So instead of running, she felt the need to explain.

Explain what exactly, she wasn't sure. All she wanted to do was at least fill the deafening silence that surrounded them.

'I'm sorry,' was the first thing that came to her mind. "I just-I wanted you to know. I was aware you didn't feel the same way, but… yeah. I'll just go." To bury myself in a hole and cry for the rest of eternity.

That snapped Lea out of her trance, and as soon as she felt Dianna moving she held onto whatever she could. "Don't go." She pleaded.

The blonde didn't let go of her hands but she still stood up. She was confused, to say the least, and no matter how hard she tried, she would always listen intently to whatever Lea wanted to say.

Dianna's silence was her cue and she continued. "First of all, I'm the one that's sorry. I should've reacted sooner." Then she smiled. Because how on earth could she had become this lucky? The girl she was in love with loved her back. It made sense, and she felt her heart get together as the last piece of a puzzle.

She grabbed both of her hands. "I'm sorry I made you freak out. But you have nothing to worry about." She squeezed one of Dianna's hands as the other slowly lifted the blonde's head. Once she found those infinite hazel eyes, her smile turned into a grin. "I love you, Dianna. God, no. I'm in love with you. For as long as I've known you. I love you."

Realization hit Dianna and she let the brunette's words sink in. She squeezed back the hand in her own but simply couldn't believe it.

The feeling was incredible. It had to be happiness; but on some other kind of level. Maybe the kind of happiness in which she wanted jump so high she could reach the sky. Or in which she felt like screaming at the top of her lungs how lucky she was for having everything she had ever wanted.

But she couldn't do neither of both, so she opted to lift Lea in her arms and spin her until all she could hear was the glorious sound of her best friend's laugh.

She didn't let go when she put her back down. Instead, she hugged her waist tighter and lost herself in her favorite scent, while the brunette did the same around her neck.

This hug was like many others; yet, it held different promises.

Dianna finally let her tears fall, once they turned from sad to happy. "I love you." She whispered.

Because there are times in life when all you have to do is surround yourself with those who make you feel so content in life that you forget about everything bad in this world and focus solely on the good.

After all, life is too short to avoid taking risks and be anything but happy.

THOUGHTS? :) I HAVE TO ADMIT THAT DIANNA'S PART OF THE CONFESSION WAS BASED ON MY OWN WORDS WHEN I DID THE SAME SO... YEAH.