It's Always Only Been You

by zipline

It's been three years since Santana graduated McKinley. She lost touch with Brittany who is living in LA. They haven't spoken to each other since Santana broke up with her. What happens when Brittany is suddenly thrown back into Santana's life? Based after the episode "The Break Up" Summary is brief, I plan to make this a long story.

4. Chapter 4

Sunday

I ended up sleeping in until 11:30. I haven't slept this late since high school. I lie down on my bed and turn on the TV while picking up my phone to see if there are any new messages. I see there is a message from Rachel at 10:35 AM

From Rachel: Britt and I are getting lunch later. Care to join us?

To Rachel: just woke up. still up for lunch?

From Rachel: absolutely. we are heading out in about an hour. we'll stop by your place on the way there.

To Rachel: ok sounds good.

I put my phone down so I could take a quick shower. I closed my eyes as the warm water hit my body. When I started to notice my fingers getting pruned I turned the water off. I wrapped a towel around me as I stepped out. I peeked out the window to see what the weather is like. It's another gloomy day out. I walk toward my closet and pull out dark skinny jeans, my purple pea coat, and put on my most comfortable heels. I think about straightening my hair but gather it will take too long. By the time I finish putting on makeup I hear Rachel on the intercom. I tell her I'll meet her in the lobby. I grab my purse and head downstairs. When the elevator opens I immediately see Brittany. She looks gorgeous, wearing semiformal clothes. She has a dark red leather zip up jacket, skinny jeans, and noticeably high heels. High heels have never been a problem for her. In high school, she would ask me to watch her practice some dance moves and every single time I would watch her, she always had high heels on. I was always impressed by the moves she could do in heels. I look at her up and down; I love it when she straightens her hair. As I walk toward them I think Brittany hears my heels, she turns around. A smile instantly appears on her face. As she walks toward me Rachel still hasn't realized Brittany left her side. I have a quick moment of panic when I realize I don't know whether to kiss her or hug her. When she reaches me she immediately leans in for a kiss. I eye Rachel really quick to see if she's looking. I direct my attention back to Brittany and meet her halfway giving her a soft kiss. She smiles at me.

"Hey gorgeous." She whispered

"Gorgeous huh? You look pretty amazing to." I smiled at her and walked toward the still oblivious Rachel.

"Ready for lunch?" I asked

"Yes! I'm starving let's go!" Rachel yelled playfully.

"Where are we headed?" I asked as we walked out of my apartment building.

"Anywhere, literally, I just need food." Rachel said

As we are walking down the street I feel a warm hand intertwine mine. I make eye contact with Brittany. She just smiled and rests her head on my shoulder. At this point I'm confused about what we are. Are we girlfriends or are we just dating? I love holding her hand but we have some things we need to clear up. Rachel turns and looks down at our hands, she just smiles and keeps walking.

"Can we just eat here?" Rachel asks

We were approaching a local Italian restaurant. I briefly glanced at the menu they had outside and agreed to eat there.

"How many today?" the hostess asked

"Three." I said

"Ok, right this way." She said as we followed her.

We got a booth; I was the first one to slide in. Brittany sat next to me. I reached out and took a sip out of the water sitting there.

"You have any plans today Rachel?" I asked putting my water down.

"Umm not really. I was going to catch up on homework but other than that, I have nothing." She said

"Wow that sounds really boring." I admitted. Brittany gave me a disapproving look. Rachel just stared at me blankly with her mouth slightly open.

"What?" I looked at Brittany. "I was planning on doing the same thing but you know what we haven't done in a while?" I asked

"What?" Brittany looked curious.

"We haven't gone out in forever! Let's go clubbing or something! We are 21 we should not be spending any part of the weekend 'catching up on homework'. I heard about a cool place not that far away." I suggested. Brittany's face lit up. I know she will love the clubs especially since she is an incredible dancer. Rachel didn't look as pleased.

"It's Sunday…we all have classes tomorrow, I don't think getting drunk is a good idea." She dismissed my idea.

"Oh come on Rachel lighten up. I know you don't have class until 2:00 and mine and Britt's doesn't start until 1:00. You don't have to drink if you don't want to." I really could care less if Rachel came with us. I know Brittany wants to go and we would have a good time without Rachel.

"I think it's a great idea." Brittany spoke up "I'm totally in." she added giving my hand a squeeze. We both looked up at Rachel.

"Come onnn Rachel pleaseee come with us!" Brittany gave Rachel her best puppy dog face. Rachel sat there with no expression on her face. She spoke up.

"Fine." Rachel said. Brittany squealed. "But! I will not be downing shots like you." She was looking right at me.

"Hey now, I can handle my shots." I said

"I know, it's just last time…you well, you know." Rachel couldn't even look at me she was looking from the table to Brittany.

"Yes, last time I had seven shots in a row and ended up getting alcohol poisoning, but you know what? I learned from it and it's not happening again." I laughed at the memory. It was only a couple months ago. I was particularly missing Brittany that night. We went out with some people from Rachel's class to a crazy night club. I thought I could handle that many shots but I was sooo wrong. I blacked out and when Rachel finally found me in the club bathroom passed out on the floor she had to take me to the hospital. Waking up in the hospital was one of the scariest moments of my life. I was so disoriented with all the doctors hovering around me and suggesting I do a rape kit. That was my wake up call. Thankfully I didn't get taken advantage of but the scary part was I could have been assaulted and just completely forgot about it. I cried about it for weeks. I get why Rachel doesn't want another incident like that happening again.

"Alcohol poisoning? That's serious San!" Brittany was not impressed. She was waiting for my response. Rachel spoke up before I could say anything.

"It was so scary Brittany. I found her passed out in the bathroom, I had to take her to the hospital because wasn't responsive." Rachel said. Brittany's eyes widened as she turned to look at me. She was waiting for an explanation.

"Santana! Why would you drink that much?" She wasn't angry she was confused and saddened.

"I…I uhhh…" My mind went blank. I couldn't think of a way to explain I drank so much because of her. Finally, Rachel cut in.

"She missed you. She was a blubbering mess. 'I miss Brittany! Why isn't Brittany here?'" she tried to do an impression of me.

"Rachel!" I was furious. She had no right to tell her any of that. I looked at Brittany; she was just smiling to herself. I reached forward to take another sip of water.

"What? It's the truth. Plus, I had to take care of you so I can tell whoever I want. It's not like it matters now that you're back together." I choked on my water. Brittany's eyed widened.

"We aren't...we umm." I didn't really know how to explain what we are. Rachel caught on quickly.

"Oh. Sorry, I just assumed with all the handholding and the affection. My mistake." Now it was Rachel reaching forward to drink water. Brittany leaned in to whisper something in my ear.

"This conversation isn't over." She said softly. I knew she was talking about the whole drinking incident. I did a subtle nod.

After we finished eating they walked me back to my apartment. When we reached my building we all stopped before entering. There was an awkward silence, Rachel's presence suddenly felt uncomfortable. I spoke up.

"I'll meet you guys later. What about 9:00?" I suggested.

"Ok, where are we going?" Rachel said

"I was thinking The Darby. Everyone I've talked to says it's really fun." I said

"That sounds reasonable. See you at 9." Rachel turned and started walking away leaving Brittany standing there. Brittany turned and faced Rachel.

"Rachel don't leave me! Give me a minute." Brittany said. Rachel stopped walking and rolled her eyes. Brittany walked toward me.

"Well, this is a little awkward." I said and laughed. Brittany laughed to.

"Yeah, just a little bit." She was standing really close to me.

"I'll explain everything later ok?" I said

"Ok, I'll see you later." She leaned forward and pressed her lips on mine. I thought it would be a peck but she didn't pull away. I put my hands around her neck and pulled her closer. I heard a cough coming from Rachel. I pulled away and smirked at her.

"Wearing something sexy." I whispered in Brittany's ear. I saw a blush creep up to her face.

"I will, you better do the same." She said and didn't give me a chance to respond before turning around and meeting up with Rachel. I walked back to my apartment; it was only 2:00 so that gave me seven hours to get ready. I went to my closet to pick out what I was going to wear. I pulled out a dark red cocktail dress. This dress always made my boobs look amazing so it was an easy choice. I grabbed my Louis Vuitton pumps and the dress and placed them on my bed. Now what? I can't stop thinking about what Brittany will be wearing. It doesn't really matter because she will look stunning in anything. I decided to do what anyone would do to pass time; I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. There was nothing on so I turned on my Apple TV to enjoy some quality Netflix. I recently started watching a show called Breaking Bad. It's so addicting it's hard to watch one episode at a time. It truly was the best way to pass the time. Three episodes in, I received a text from Rachel.

From Rachel: kinda freaking out. no clue what to wear.

I rolled my eyes knowing she was probably going through every piece of clothing she owned.

To Rachel: why don't you ask Brittany…she's the one there with you.

From Rachel: shes to busy figuring out her own outfit! please help me out with this.

To Rachel: stop acting like we've never gone out before. choose something that doesn't make you look like a Amish dwarf. does that help?

From Rachel: Ha ha. and yes…the sort of helped.

To Rachel: glad to be of assistance. what's Brittany wearing?

I knew she most likely wouldn't tell me but it was worth a shot.

From Rachel: nice try. she told me explicitly not to say anything about her outfit.

To Rachel: ugh. whatever.

I put my phone down on the coffee table and focused my attention on the TV. I started to drift off.

*Buzz Buzz*

I heard my phone vibrating. Shit! 8:00 already! I flew off the couch and ran to the bathroom to turn on my straightener. I looked at my phone to see who the message was from.

From Brittany: you best bring you're A game because I look smokin ;-)

I used to love when Brittany would send texts like this. Only because it was so easy to drive over to her house and get our lady lovin on. Now that we aren't officially together these texts make me sexually frustrated.

To Brittany: hate to say it but I look pretty smoking myself ;)

From Brittany: you always look beautiful.

My heart swelled with joy. I never thought such a simple text could make me feel so much. I want to be her girlfriend again but I know it's too soon. It's hard to believe she's only been back a couple days. It feels like she never left, we fell right back into place.

To Brittany: not as beautiful as you.

From Brittany: I'll see you soon :-)

I put my phone down and finished getting ready. By the time 8:45 rolled around I was getting nervous. I get a text from Rachel saying they are on their way. I run to the bathroom to touch up my makeup. My phone rings, it's from Rachel.

"Hey, we are outside." She said.

"I'll be right down." I said.

I grabbed my clutch and walked towards the elevator. As I descended closer and closer to the lobby my nerves heightened. The doors opened and I see Brittany standing outside. There is no sign of Rachel. Where the hell is she? Wow. Brittany looks…wow. She's wearing a tight black cocktail dress with gold sparkle on it. She has her golden pumps on and her straight golden locks flowing freely across her dress. She was right, she looked smoking hot. I don't know how I managed to walk toward her but I did. She turned around when she heard the lobby doors open. Her face lit up, I smirked at her knowing I looked hot tonight.

"Wow, you look incredible." She said as she grabbed my hands intertwining our fingers.

"You look pretty incredible yourself," I stood there taking in the all her beauty. "Ummm…not that I don't love standing here with you but, where's Rachel?" I asked looking up at her

"I told her to walk a block down to give us a minute before we left…I hope that's ok." She looked down at our hands shyly. I unlinked our hands and put mine around her neck pulling her in for a fiery kiss. I felt her lips turn into a smile as she put her hands around my waist. I pulled back and looked in her eyes.

"It was the perfect idea. Now, let's get out clubbin on." I said as I grabbed her hand and led her toward Rachel. I saw her standing there playing some sort of game on her phone. I have to admit, she looked pretty good to. Not as good as Brittany obviously, but she brought her game tonight. She looked up at us.

"Finally! Let's go!" she said playfully

"Ok, ok, follow me, it's not that far of a walk." I said pulling Brittany beside me; she rested her head on my shoulder. When we finally reached the club it looked really busy. I knew we wouldn't have any trouble getting in. The bouncer at the front just opened the rope and gestured us to come in. People weren't kidding when they said this place was awesome. Lights flashing, music bumping, Brittany's face lit up, I knew this was her scene. Rachel has wandered off so I decided I'd need a drink before looking for her.

"You want to get a drink?" I said directly in her ear otherwise she wouldn't have heard me. She looked at me and nodded. I grabbed her hand and led her toward the bar. I got the bartenders attention.

"Two mojitos, double shot!" I yelled, he nodded

As he got them ready Rachel sat down next to us. Her mouth was close to my ear.

"Hey! I ran into someone I know, she has a table over there if you want join!" I could tell she had a couple shots before walking over here.

"Sure," I nodded "After we get our drinks." I said back to her. She nodded and got up to go back to her table. Brittany leaned in to say something.

"Where is she going?" she asked

"She found someone she knows, she's at the table, I told her we would join after we got our drinks." I said back in her ear.

"Sounds good!" she yelled. The bartender finally gave us our drinks and I grabbed Brittany's hand and led her through the crowd. I saw Rachel talking to a couple people.

"Santana!" she waved us over. As we got closer she approached us.

"My friend Emily is here, I want you to meet her!" she grabbed my hand and pulled us toward the table.

"Hey guys, where did Emily go?" Rachel looked around confused. A taller blonde girl responded, "She's on the dance floor! You guys want any shots?" she asked directing it toward Brittany and I. I looked over at Brittany and she nodded placing her empty glass on the table. The girl handed us three shots each. Brittany eyed me making sure I didn't have too many. After we finished some shots I saw everyone was clearly drunk. Brittany squeezed my hand and leaned over to say something in my ear.

"Dance with me?" she asked brushing her lips against my ear. I nodded. She took my hand holding it over our heads and led me through the swarm of people. When we found a spot, she turned facing me putting her hands on my waist. I put my arms around her neck and pulled her closer. She slid one of her legs between mine and started to grind against me. Arousal shot through my body. Brittany noticed so she moved her hands lower placing them right on the top of my butt. She stepped back a little turning me around so her front was against my back. She started wandering her hands down my thighs close to my center. I took a deep breath in placing my hands over hers. I couldn't take this anymore; I turned her around grabbing her at the hips pulling her in for a passionate kiss. She smirked; she knew exactly what her dancing did to me. We stood on the dance floor making out completely oblivious to the people around us. When we pulled apart I spoke close to her ear.

"You want to sit at the table for a while?" I asked brushing my lips against her ear.

"Yeah." She said as she leaned down and kissed me quickly before linking her hand in mine pulling me toward the table. I noticed Rachel talking to a brunette, I couldn't see her face. Rachel saw us approaching and smiled.

"Brittany, Santana! I want you to meet my friend Emily." She grabbed her friends hand to turn her around. I immediately froze. This cannot be happening.

"Emily this is Santana," she gestured toward me; I reached out and shook her hand. She looked directly in my eyes knowing exactly who I was. "And this is my new roommate Brittany I was telling you about." Brittany reached out and shook her hand.

"Nice to meet you Emily." Brittany said cheerfully. Emily smirked at her.

"Santana huh?...It's nice to put a name to that pretty face." Emily smiled at me. "This must be your girlfriend you were telling me about!" she looked at Brittany. Brittany's face lit up but rapidly turned to me puzzled. I looked at her and gave her a small smile.

"Yeah…this is my...girlfriend. Brittany." I said grabbing Brittany hand. She looked up me and gave me a nervous smile before speaking up.

"You guys know each other?" Brittany looked from me to Emily until Emily responds.

"Yeah we sort of ran into each other the other night." Emily explained giving me a wink.

"Literally. She almost made me drop all my food when I was walking home." I explained looking at Brittany.

"Yeah I feel bad now, when I gave her my number and she told me she had a girlfriend, I honestly thought she was lying." Emily said.

"Yeah we've been dating for four years now, right baby?" Brittany said, playing along.

"Uh huh. Four years." I said bringing Brittany's hand up and kissing it.

"Wow, good for you. You're lucky to have her." She directed toward Brittany before walking away.

I felt really bad. I saw the way her face lit up when Emily called her my girlfriend. I turned to her and let out a deep breathe. She unlinked our hands, I deflated

"I'm sorry Brittany." I said. She looked hurt.

"Why would you do that? You know how much I want to be your girlfriend again." She started to tear up. I took her hands in mine again.

"Hey," I made her look at me.

"I panicked ok? I…I didn't like her hitting on me so I told her I had a girlfriend. I'm sorry that you had to 'play along'. I want to be your girlfriend too I just thought if I asked you it would be too soon, you know?" I wiped the tears from under her eyes.

"You want to be my girlfriend?" she said barely audible.

"Obviously…" I let out a chuckle, "but not right now, I mean…that came out wrong. I was serious about the 'slow' thing, I want to be your girlfriend again eventually it's just not the right time you know?" I said trying to reassure her. I couldn't read her face.

"It is because you want to see other people?" she let out

"What! No! Brittany I don't want anyone else, I want you." I said firmly.

"Then what are we? We kiss and stuff so…what exactly are we?" she let out

"I don't know, I guess we're dating….?" I asked softly

She squeezed my hand. "Yeah. I'd like that." She leaned down and placed a firm kiss on my lips. She pulled back and said, "Emily better stay away from you." I smiled and she leaned down and kissed me again.

"What if Rachel tells her we aren't dating?" I asked

"Rachel's too drunk right now to say anything, we'll talk to her about it later." Brittany said looking at Rachel who was sitting on someone lap.

"Who is that?" I questioned

"I have no idea, we should probably head out soon." I suggested.

"Yeah let's go get her." Brittany said walking toward Rachel.

"Hey Rach, we are heading out now come on." Brittany held out her hand for Rachel to grab.

"Noooo les stay a while mor!" she slurred slapping Brittany's hand away. Emily came up behind Rachel.

"Don't worry about Rachel; I'll take her home with me." Emily said

"Yeah I don't think so;" I started "She can come with us, now." I was firm

"Santana I don't mind taking her back to my place. She's my friend to. Plus, she's not even my type." She winked at me. That didn't go unnoticed by Brittany. I felt her snake her arm around my waist and pull me closer.

"Fine." I said putting my arm around Brittany's shoulder and faced Rachel.

"Rachel, you're going home with Emily ok? I'll walk Brittany back to your apartment." She looked up at me and nodded. I pulled Brittany toward the club exit. She still had her arm snaked around my waist as we walked toward Rachel's apartment. Brittany suddenly stopped and got her arm free, I pulled away.

"What's wrong?" I asked

"Crap! Rachel has the keys to the apartment! I'm sorry, I totally forgot!" she put her hands up and grabbed her hair. I stepped forward and placed my hands over hers stopping her from panicking.

"Britt, its ok you can stay at my place." I smiled as she looked up.

"Are you sure?" she spoke

"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?" I questioned

"Is it weird though? We are dating now." She smirked

"Doesn't that make it less weird? I think it makes it better." I said suggestively leaning down kissing her softly; she smiled in to the kiss. After a few seconds she pulled away.

"I like the sound of that." She said grabbing my hand lacing our fingers together.

"Your hands are cold," I said, placing my extra hand on top of our clasped ones. She looked at me and grinned.

When I opened the door of my apartment I felt a warm body push me against the wall. I felt Brittany's hands come around my waist. She moved my hair and pressed a soft kiss to the back of my neck. I moaned in response. "Britt…" Her hands went down the sides of my body down to my bare thighs. I turned around quickly bringing her in for a sloppy kiss. She hummed in response. I slid my tongue in her mouth putting my hands on her cheeks. I felt her hands go down to my butt; she started moving my already short dress up my legs. I pulled away from the kiss and looked at her. She had arousal written all over her. It took a couple seconds for me to catch my breath.

"We should…we should probably head to bed now." I said biting my lower lip.

"Bed sounds good." She said seductively and leaned down for another kiss. I pulled away before her lips met mine. She pulled back looking hurt.

"I'm sorry Britt. I want to but we can't. Not right now. We've both been drinking and I want to be sober when we do that again." I cupped her cheek, she looked down at me.

"Your right, I'm sorry I kind of got carried away. I can't help it, you look really hot." She grinned at me.

"You do too. Now, let's go to bed. Separately," I said. She pouted at me. "I'm serious Britt." She looked at me and bit her lip. I knew she would end up sleeping in my bed so I gave in.

"Fine, you know what? You can sleep in my bed but no funny business you got it?" I said playfully.

"Deal." She said grabbing my hand leading us toward my bedroom. I went toward the closet and grabbed two pairs of shorts and two tank tops. I handed some to her.

"Thanks…can you unzip me?" she said casually.

"Sure," I stepped behind her and pulled the zipper down painfully slow. I gulped when I hit the bottom. I could see her black lace underwear just under the zipper. I let out a sigh and turned around walking toward the bathroom. I took off my own dress carefully and changed into my pajamas. When I walked out, Brittany was bent over in just her underwear. My eyes went wide as I dropped my dress on the floor.

"Sorry! I should said I was coming out or something," I tried to look away but she has an incredible body. She made no movement toward the clothes I gave her. She stood there in her underwear staring at me.

"It's nothing you haven't seen before…" she started walking towards me.

"Brittany…" I warned, knowing what she was doing. "I said no funny business remember?" I asked as she got closer.

"I know. I was just going to give you a kiss goodnight." She stepped toward me pressing her lips on mine. I placed my hands on her hips feeling the top of her lace underwear. My thumbs played with the underwear as she kept kissing me. This isn't a goodnight kiss this a goodnight make out session. She held her hands firmly on my lower back. Her hands started going up my shirt on my bareback. I felt her tug at the bottom of my shirt. I pulled back.

"What are you doing?" I said confused.

"I'm taking your shirt off." She said playfully.

"Brittany…" I warned

"Let's sleep in our underwear. I want to feel your skin on mine while we sleep." She said still holding onto my shirt. I nodded giving her permission. She pressed her lips on mine again and started pulling off my tank top. I broke the kiss so she could pull it fully over my head. She threw it on the ground and placed her thumbs in my shorts pulling them down to my ankles. I stepped out of them and leaned up to kiss her again. I pulled away grabbing her hand leading her toward the bed. I pulled the covers down and slid in. I felt her slide in behind me. She placed a kiss to my shoulder and wrapped her arms around me. I always loved it when she was the big spoon. This felt good, she felt good behind me.

"hmmm I missed this." I hummed putting my hand over hers. She placed another sweet kiss to the back of my neck and nuzzled into the crook of my neck.

"I missed this too. I really really missed you Santana." She admitted peppering small kisses to my cheek.

"I really really missed you to." I turned slightly to press a firm kiss to her lips.

"Goodnight Britt." I said

"Night San." She placed one last kiss to my shoulder before nuzzling my neck and falling asleep.