Hey guys, I'm really not sure where I'm taking this fic, so please tell me where you want it to go before I have to leave this fic. I'm getting another few on the go, so please read my other work! As usual, thankyou for sticking with the story, I'm sorry I took so long to update but I've got some really bad stuff happening in my real life right now, but I'm keeping writing,pleaselet me know where you want to take this! -Beth xxx
"Please, just tell me B!" The blonde giggled, "Hmm...No." Santana pouted adorably, but Brittany was enjoying being in control for once. "San baby, the more you ask me the less I'm telling you. How was the rest of your day?" Santana flicked her hair in protest, but still answered her.
"Not as good as the part with you in. I hate not being with you." Their hands found each other and squeezed, communicating what they needed to say. Brittany leant her forehead into her girlfriend's, and whispered three little words. Santana giggled, blushing slightly before saying, "I love you too, B." A pale hand reached behind Santana to cup her neck, and in turn a tan hand found Brittany's cheek. It wasn't a passionate, sexual kiss. It was a kiss that showed them how much they cared for each other, and that they would never give up on themselves.
"Ladies, we have arrived!" Sam pulled up near a Tarmac pathway, lined by trees. It was lit by strings of hundreds and hundreds of tiny pink fairy lights. "Britt, this is beautiful." Brittany giggled as she opened the door to let Santana out. "Not as beautiful as you. Thanks Sam, you can go home now!" With a classic grin, the blonde took Santana by the hand, and began walking slowly as Sam pulled away. "B, did you do all this for me?" Brittany nodded, "Of course I did, San. In case you know any other beautiful Latina girlfriends of mine?" They giggled, and continued walking. "Okay, I think we're almost there...yep. Welcome, my lady!" She gave her girlfriend a mock bow, and pulled out her chair for her.
Santana gaped, Brittany had done all of this, for her? The brunette was sitting on a comfy chair, in a clearing in the forest. Those same fairy lights lit up the night like fireflies, and they were the only illumination needed. A small, round table was laid in front of her. A single white rose, tinged slightly pink by the light rested in her glass. Brittany had walked over to a picnic basket, lifting it to the table. "Tonight, I figured that to hell with tradition, so I brought us some Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwiches!" Santana had to laugh, and Brittany smiled at her adorably. "Only my Britt-Britt!" They got the sandwiches out, and talked while they ate. "I still can't believe that you did this just for me, babe!" Brittany wiped her mouth, and spoke. "I love you, San. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you." The Latina raised an eyebrow, "Anything?" The blonde nodded slowly, beginning to smirk. "Anything. But later!" she said with a wink. "Mind out of the gutter, Lopez, before I dunk you and that gorgeous dress into the lake!" They giggled to each other, before leaning over the table for a slow, love filled kiss. "I don't know why I was so nervous. Now I don't have to hide, and the best part of being out is that I get to have you as my gorgeous, amazing, Cheerleading girlfriend." Another of the benefits of Santana being a leftie is that Brittany could keep her right hand free as she reached for a tan wrist. "All I can think is how lucky I am to have you San. But I have one more surprise for you now, have you finished?" Santana nodded, and allowed herself to be pulled into a warm embrace. "It's just this way, come with me." Brittany said, leading Santana slowly away from the table.
"Sit here, I'll be right back." Santana did as she was asked, and slid down onto a simple wooden stool. There was another opposite her, but Brittany had walked to behind a nearby tree, producing a guitar. "Everything this song says San, I mean it all. If I hadn't met you, I have no idea what I would've ended up doing. I don't want to think about it. But I did meet you, and I fell for you the second I met you. And now I can call you mine? It's my happy ending. And this is what I want for my life, to be with you. So here it is, exactly what I feel for you." While the Latina was still trying to process Brittany's speech, the blonde herself began to strum the opening chords to a song that Santana didn't recognise.
I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Well, every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure
A single tear escaped Brittany's eye, blazing a trail down her cheek as the blonde kept singing. Santana looked at her with pure adoration in hey eyes, no one had bothered to make her feel this wanted or loved before.
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Now Santana was fully crying, holding in silent sobs so only silver tears showed against her smile. Brittany smiled back, as the blonde poured her heart into her performance, determined to show her girlfriend the true extent of her feelings.
Lying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together
And I just wanna stay with you
In this moment forever, forever and ever
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Brittany's voice began to crack, but she held it together. She was going to finish this song. Santana brought a hand up to a pale cheek and wiped First her girlfriends tears then her own. All the while, the blonde cheerleader continued to serenade her brunette, as she reached the climax of the song.
I don't wanna miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
Well, I just wanna be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just wanna hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time
Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
The final chord of the song rang out, the only sound filling the silence before Brittany began to speak again. "Santana, the first time I saw you, I fell in love." She stopped to draw a shaky breath. "At first I didn't know it, but now I do. So I guess what I'm trying to say is, thank you. Thank you, for stepping into my life, with your cocky smirk that I find so adorable. You manage to keep my smiling all the time, and I have to put this out there, your left hand is magic. But Santana, thank you most of all for just, you. You literally save me everyday I see your face. When I say I love you, I really, really mean it, San."
Watery, pale, blue eyes locked onto pure chocolate ones, and fireworks exploded as two pairs of lips met in a passionate kiss. "Brittany S. Pierce, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. Or ever will, because I can't see myself in the future without you right there beside me. I love you too, Britt. So, so much, that I can't live without you. When I first met you, in that locker room. My life changed. You and your crazy amazingness strolled into my life, and now I've got to chain you down because I will never let you go." Leaning over the guitar, tears mixed on their lips as confessions of love and more were replaced by each other.
Eventually, they broke from staring into each others eyes, and stood up. "It's getting late, I should take you back." Brittany said, replacing the guitar. "Can I stay at yours tonight? I really want to cuddle. Aren't you taking your guitar with you?" Santana asked, as she stood up facing the blonde's back. "No, I keep it here. I've got another, the one in my lounge. You don't need to ask, babe. What's mine will always be yours. Including my heart." Two tan arms wrapped around a slender waist, as Santana's chin nuzzled the taller girl's shoulder. "Good, because you've got mine. Thank you for tonight, Britt. It's been perfect." They linked hands, and wandered back along the path to the road.