Brittany.
The sun is shining brightly through the crack in Santana's black curtains and right onto my face when I wake up. My hair is still wet from the bath we took before bed. It was so calming to lay there in the hot bubble filled water with the girl who captured my heart so many years ago. I look down at her and see she's still asleep with her head on my chest. Her cheek is soft against my bare skin and I can feel her warm breath tickle me and cause goosebumps to form. I don't ever want to move from this bed with her in my arms and her body pressed against mine. I feel her take a deep breath and exhale softly before her eyelashes flutter against my skin.
"G'mornin gorgeous." I breathe out and she turns her head to smile up at me. She looks just as beautiful as ever with morning eye crusties clinging to the corners that leaked tears a few times last night.
"This is the perfect way to wake up." She says as she trails her fingers down the skin of my side. She traces patterns up and down my skin and it ignites a fire deep inside that burns with the need for more of her touch.
"I'd have to agree except maybe it would have been more perfect if I had woken you up with my mouth." I say with a smile and a flirty wink. She beams back up at me with that wide smirk that turns me on every time.
The thing about Santana and me is that we've always been very sexual. At first it started off as something Santana thought was harmless fun and just getting ourselves off better than the boys ever could. But deep down I always knew I wanted more from it. I knew that Santana was more to me than sex and I knew it was the same for her when it came to me, even though she never wanted to admit it. It took a really long time before she admitted to having feelings for me but everything changed after that. As if we weren't already inseparable, we got even closer. Everything about us is in sync.
Santana kisses me out of my thoughts and my head spins because there's so much love twirling through the air around us and enveloping my lungs, heart, and brain. When she pulls away she looks at me with a small smile and my lips mirror hers.
"I should really start doing laundry. I don't want to be folding clothes late into the night." She says with an eye roll.
"I have to go home soon. Bailey has a soccer game and I promised I'd be there." I admit when I look at the digital clock on the nightstand. She frowns and tightens her grip around my waist.
"She gets to see you everyday, and you always go to her soccer games." Santana half whines, half mumbles.
"She's my little sister. I've never missed one of her soccer games San." I say with a pout because it's not fair that she's making me feel bad when I already don't want to leave this bed.
"You're right... as always." She says before letting out a disappointed sigh. She lets go of my waist and slides her body upward until she's sitting straight next to me. She's naked and the sight of her twins always gets me going. I don't think before I sit up and press my lips against the soft skin of her shoulder blade. She let's out a breath and turns to face me.
"Don't tease me unless you have time to finish what you start." She says with a smirk and I glance at the clock. I groan when I try to calculate the time it will take to get home in order to ride with my family to the game. I definitely don't have time. If this were six months ago I'd be able to pull off a quickie but not now. Not when we never see each other and we have all these pent up emotions that come out in every kiss and every touch. I wouldn't be able to keep it to just a quickie if I started something right now. I frown at Santana and her smirk fades.
"You better go before I tie you to the bed." She says jokingly and nods towards the door. I move to stand up and before I get off the bed she takes my hand and pulls me into her. Our lips meet in a kiss filled with so many unsaid things it makes my heart spazm in my chest.
"I'll text you." I say after I'm dressed in the clothes I wore over. I walk towards the door and stop before turning the corner. I turn back and smile at Santana who's just sitting on the bed watching me leave.
"Okay. Have fun." She says and nods her head as goodbye. I want to tell her I love her. I want to say it over and over until it makes everything else in the world disappear, but I don't. Instead I just turn the corner and walk down the stairs. It's a short walk from Santana's house to my own which is just around the block. When I walk through the front door I'm greeted by the smell of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. I hear the music playing Taylor Swift from the kitchen.
"Bailey Ryan Pierce, do not let Lord Tubbington lick the syrup off your plate. That cat probably already has feline diabetes from being so overweight." I hear the tone in her voice and know she's not happy with Bailey right now. I wonder what my little sister did now to get herself on Mom's bad side today.
"Mom, he has a thyroid condition." I chime in when I walk through the doorway to the kitchen. Bailey laughs as if I'm joking but it's a serious thing.
"If by thyroid condition you mean he eats everything in sight then yes honey, you're right." She jokes with a soft smile.
"He's a growing boy." I reply.
"He's six human years old Brittany. I think he's full grown by now. I mean he'd have to stop eating for years to grow into all that baby fat." Mom scoffs back.
"Mom, don't be so mean... he's right over there, he can hear you." I say and nod towards Lord Tubbington.
"I want a dog." Bailey adds to the conversation. Mom looks at her and rolls her eyes.
"We've been through this so many times Bay. Your Dad is allergic to dogs which means we can't get one. That's why we got you your own cat. Where is Chastity anyways?"
"She's probably sleeping in her kitty princess castle" Bailey responds as if the answer is obvious.
"Alright girls, we need to go. We're already running behind because you insisted on waiting for Brittany. If she'd showed up any later, you'd miss the warm ups before the game." Mom says towards Bailey. I smiled at my sister because I knew she wouldn't leave without me and I was grateful.
"Can I change really quick?" I ask after looking down at my pajamas. Mom lets out a deep irritated sigh and nods her head yes.
"You girls are impossible. We'll be in the car." She says. I run up the stairs and to my room in record time. I pull off the hoodie and tank top I was wearing so I could put a bra on since I'd be going in public. I slid out of my cheerios track pants and put on my spiderman undies and some jeans. I grabbed a purple t shirt with a picture of a cat on the front.
I grabbed the sweatshirt I was wearing and pulled it up to my face. I took a deep breath and inhaled the smell of Santana's room. She always had candles burning and the scent would stick to my clothes when I'd stay the night. The smell of warm sugar cookies wraps around me and hugs me tight like a forcefield of good feelings. I pull the sweatshirt over my head because I want to be surrounded by Santana and this is the closest way for that to happen. I run back down the stairs and out the door to my Mom's car.
It's a short drive to the indoor soccer field where Bailey's team plays. It looks like a giant white marshmallow coming out of the ground more than a building. It's a big dome with two soccer fields inside. Bailey heads straight to her team when we walk inside while Mom and I go to the sidelines with our fold out chairs. There are people scattered up and down the sidelines sitting in chairs or on blankets. They're not right up on the line because there were too many accidental hits in the audience when people sat too close.
"So, you spent the night at Santana's last night?" Mom says after we settle into our lawn chairs. She's looking at me with those questioning eyes and I know she wants to hear details on how things went.
"Yup." I say. I'm not going to give in so easily because it's fun to let her fish for information. She stares at me and bobs her head as if to say 'Well, get on with it and tell me already'.
"And... how did it go?" She asks. I shrug and look out onto the field where Bailey's team is warming up.
"It was interesting." I say while trying to gather my thoughts on the situation. I'm still getting over the high of being around Santana.
"That's all? Interesting? Brittany, give your worried mother some information." She says desperately.
"It was magical. It was like none of the bad stuff mattered because we were together. It was like nothing could ever really tear us apart." I explain.
"Oh sweety." She says with a sappy smile.
"We're not back together. I think she just needs some time before she figures it out." I tell her.
"Figures what out?" She asks.
"That I'm never gonna give up on us and we're gonna get back together." I explain as if it's common knowledge. By this point, I feel like it should be.
"You're such a romantic." Mom says before nudging my elbow.
The game is a rough one for Bailey's team but in the end they still come out undefeated. Bailey is center forward and she scored three goals this game. Mom and I are waiting at the doorway with our chairs in hand when she leaves her team.
"Great game Bay!" I say with my hand in the air for a high five. She slaps my hand and then jumps at me for a hug.
"It was hard. Those girls were the best team in the league, besides us. We were both undefeated until this game!" She explains as if I didn't know this before.
We walk to the car in a buzz of excitement over Bailey's big win. The drive home is filled with the three of us singing loudly along with the radio. It's not unusual for our car rides to be filled with sing alongs. We get home and make our way into the house while still singing along to the last song that played in the car.
"Mom can I go play with Wes?" Bailey asks almost immediately after we walk into the living room.
"Why don't you change out of your uniform first and then we'll talk." Mom replies and Bailey whines her way towards her room upstairs.
I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and pull it out to check my message. It's from Santana and I can't help the smile that creeps onto my lips.
2 new messages.
SANTANA: I found your favorite underwear, did you stash them in my laundry?
SANTANA: Tell Momma and Papa Pierce I say hello, and I guess the little brat too ;]
BRITTANY: I don't know what favorite underwear you're talking about. I don't stash things, you must be confusing me with you. Are you talking about the white boy briefs with rainbow polka dots? I think that's from the last time you came home to do laundry and we ended up getting distracted and scissoring on top of all your clothes. I couldn't find them when we were getting dressed... I'll tell the family you say hi, or you could just come over and say it yourself.
I smile at the memory of when I lost my underwear in Santana's room weeks ago. Then the memory of what followed that day hit me like a freight train. My heart squeezed in my chest and started thudding louder than before. Whenever I talk to her I forget that we even broke up so when I remember it's like reliving the pain all over again.
1 new message.
SANTANA: Those are the ones. Must have gotten lost with my laundry. I'd love to come over but I'm buried in a pile of laundry up to my eyeballs. I can barely see to text you. Plus, my parents want to spend some quality time, ugh. Can you come over again today?
BRITTANY: Looks like I have no choice, I can't have you being eaten by a laundry monster and not come save you. Now?
SANTANA: Mhm.
BRITTANY: Give me twenty minutes.
SANTANA: Hurry up. ;p
I jump up from my spot on the couch and practically run up the stairs. I wanted to look cute for Santana because last night I was so preoccupied with the need to see her that I just jumped out of my bed from reading a book in my pajamas and went straight over. I walk in my room and put on some make up in my vanity before looking through my closet for a different top to wear. I strip the hoodie and cat shirt off when I find a low cut off the shoulder pale grey and green striped short sleeve shirt. I throw it over my head and go back over to the mirror to tackle my hair. It's wavy from airdrying over night but it looks cute and natural so I just spray some aussie hair spray onto it and head out the door.
My hearts thumping in my chest when I get to the sidewalk of Santana's street. I can't wait to see her and it's only been a few hours since I left her bed this morning. She has this hold over me and I can't ever get enough of her.
Even when they're broken up they're super cute. I always wish there were parts with Brittany's family on glee so I'm writing them in. I picture her Mom as Lisa Kudrow like every time. Hope you like it.
I know it's easy to hit the favorite or follow button but reviews are super appreciated. :]
Just a warning it's going to get angsty again soon... but always remember Brittana is endgame.