This chapter skipped to the following Wednesday when the duet glee assignment. Enjoy. :)
Chapter 10
"Wow! Wasn't that great guys?" Mr Schue said as Mike and Blaine finish their energetic dance duet. "Right then! Santana, Hannah you're up!"
"Wooo! Go San!" shots Brittany as Santana smiles back at her. Even this was a duet, every bit of it was going to be aimed at the taller girl.
Song:
Santana: Clock strikes upon the hour
And the sun begins to fade
Still enough time to figure out
How to chase my blues away
Ive done alright up till now
Its the light of day that shows me how
And when the night falls the lonely heart calls
Both: Oh I wanna dance with somebody
I wanna feel the heat with somebody
Yeah I wanna dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me
Oh I wanna dance with somebody
I wanna feel the heat with somebody
Yeah I wanna dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me
Hannah: Ive been in love and lost my senses
Spinning through the town
Sooner or later the fever ends
And I wind up feeling down
I need a woman who'll take a chance
On a love that burns hot enough to last
So when the night falls
My lonely heart calls
Both: Oh I wanna dance with somebody
I wanna feel the heat with somebody
Yeah I wanna dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me
Oh I wanna dance with somebody
I wanna feel the heat
Yeah I wanna dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me
Santana: Somebody who somebody who
Somebody who loves me
Somebody who somebody who
To hold me in her arms oh
Hannah: I need a woman who'll take a chance
On a love that burns hot enough to last
So when the night falls
My lonely heart calls.
Both: Oh I wanna dance with somebody
I wanna feel the heat with somebody
Yeah I wanna dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me
Oh I wanna dance with somebody
I wanna feel the heat with somebody
Yeah I wanna dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me
Both: Don't you wanna dance
With me baby?
Don't you wanna dance
With me girl?
Don't you wanna dance
With me baby?
With somebody who loves me.
Don't you wanna dance say you wanna dance
Don't you wanna dance?
Don't you wanna dance say you wanna dance
Don't you wanna dance?
Don't you wanna dance say you wanna dance?
Uh huh. with somebody who loves me
When they finish everyone cheers at the amazing performance. Hannah runs up behind Santana and ambushes her with a hug.
"Amazing guys! Good Job. Definitely a contender for sectionals." Mr Schue says.
Quinn, having been the only other person besides Brittany to notice how Hannah was gravitating towards Santana, shot Brittany a worried look. Brittany saw it in the corner of her eye but chose to ignore it because she couldn't deal with it at the moment. She already felt crap. No matter how many times Santana told her she was beautiful, she still felt fat and ugly. How could Santana stand her?
"Hey Britt, what did you think?" Santana asks as she sits back down besides her girlfriend.
"I loved it San" Brittany said hiding the horrible feeling in her stomach.
"Good, cause every word was for you my beautiful, gorgeous girl." Santana says planting a kiss on Brittany's lips.
"Hmmm... I think I will have to make it up to you later." Brittany whispers as she puts her worries to the side. "I love you San".
"Love you too baby" She says as she pats Brittany's stomach.
Santana sits in the library, pen in hand chewing idly on the pen cap as she struggles to find the words to write her essay. She's in a good mood after she smashed her performance. Someone sitting in the seat opposite her catches her attention. She looks up to see and older looking blonde.
"Hi. Santana? Is it?." She said.
"Erm... yeah. Who are you and what do you want? As you can see I am studying and could do without distractions".
"Oh a feisty one I see." Santana just rolled her eyes at this. "I'm Holly Holiday. Call me Holly or Miss Holiday doesn't really matter. Also I could do without you rolling your eyes at me".
"Okaaay" Santana drags out. "Well what do you want?".
"Well Santana. Some of your teachers were concerned about your work... They say that you have trouble keeping up in class. The main subjects they said are English and Algebra. They brought me in to help you out." Holly explains.
"I don't need any help". Santana snaps. "Lies" She thought to herself.
Holly wasn't buying it. "Santana... You are sitting going over simple work that is covered in class. I can see that you are struggling and I'm here to help. Think of it more like a friend tutoring another instead of receiving extra help from a teacher." She says smiling.
Santana thinks for a moment... She doesn't really want to but she has to admit that she is struggling to keep up. She knew that she needed a lot of work if she wanted a chance of getting into a good college. Plus, Britt and the baby would need her to graduate.
"So... What do you say? Are you willing to accept my help?". Holly asked.
"Urgh... Alright. When do I have to do this?"
"Well I talked to Principal Figgins and does Monday and Tuesdays, 4:30 until 5:30 okay?" Holly asked.
"Yeah that should be fine". Santana continues. "Thanks, I guess".
Santana started tracing patterns on the blonde's stomach. Brittany's chest felt tight with affection as Santana whispered sweet nothings into her ear. This was what it was all about. It wasn't about gaining baby fat or if her vagina become the size of the Grande Canyon after the birth. It was about her, Brittany and Beau.
The Brunette softly kissed her stomach before whispering "I love you so much."
Brittany then trailed her hand down Santana's body slowly until she reached are crotch. The taller girl squeezes Santana's appendage over her pants as he moans lightly. This was one of the many benefits of Brittany carrying their baby. Constant. Sex. After Santana finally believed that the baby wouldn't be harmed, they had been at it at least once a day.
Suddenly Brittany stops what she was doing. "Santana?"
"Yes?"
"My boobs hurt. Sooo much right now".
"Well" Santana said, knowing this game. " How about I make them feel better for you?" She said with a wink.
"Is sex all you think about?!" Brittany snapped.
"Whoaaw" Santana said Shock by this unBrittany-like respomse. The Latina searched for what would be the proper response.
"Santana! Don't ignore me!" Brittany yelled.
Confused, Santana replied. "I am not ignoring you. I just didn't expect that reaction. And to answer your question... sex isn't all I think about."
"I'm mad at you." Brittany said stubbornly.
"What? Why? What did I do?" she exclaimed.
"One. You only think about sex. And two. You didn't say you loved me when you hung up the phone earlier," Brittany said as she gave the cutest pout.
"That's why you're mad at me?" Santana asked, smirking.
"Yeah" The blonde thought for a moment. "It's cool though because I know that you will love me forever".
"But Britt, you just said-"
"I fucking know what I said!" Brittany screamed. "See what you did? Stop making me sad!"
"I didn't-" Santana began.
Brittany huffed and sat up on the bed. "Don't test me, Lopez." She said, narrowing her eyes.
"I'm not baby... at least I'm not trying to. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry."
A loud sniff from Brittany brought Santana to her senses. She realised that her girlfriend was dealing with some pretty intense mood swings at the moment. Smiling softly, Santana put her arm around Brittany's shoulders.
However, the taller girl pushed Santana away. "Get off me... Just don't touch me".
"Sooo... are you just going to sit here and cry then?" Santana asked softly asked.
"Yes!" Brittany shouted, standing up.
Santana looked at her for a moment. "Why are you crying anyway?"
"I don't know..." Brittany admitted, tears pooling in her eyes/
Santana stood up and cupped Brittany's cheeks with her hands and brushed away the heavy tears now running down her face with her thumb.
"They are just major mood swings Britt. Also, you're my amazing and beautiful girlfriend Britt-Britt, and the mother of our child. All the sex in the world isn't as important as what you need right now. I love you okay. s."
Reassured by this, Brittany took in a shaky breath and then suddenly stopped crying.
"San?"
"mmhhm?"
"I need…"
"Yes?"
"Breadsticks."
Santana quirked an eyebrow.
"Okay, I'll get on tha-"
"With peanut butter! I need them both so that I can dunk the breadstick into the peanut butter and eat it. Why have I never thought of this before?! The blonde wonders."
Santana smiled at her girlfriends cuteness, though her stomach churned at the thought of that combination.
"Sure, baby. I'll go get those right now." Santana smiled.
As Brittany sat eating her bread sticks and peanut butter, she suddenly felt guilty for being horrible to her girlfriend.
"Am I driving you crazy already?" I Brittany asked sadly.
"No Britt of course not! It's just your hormones. I can't get mad at you over that."
"Okay San... But even still, I am going to try an keep myself under control." Said Brittany.
"That would be nice but you honestly don't have to. It is okay if you let it out." The Brunette smiled.
"Positive?"
"Yeah baby." Santana said. "Promise".
TBC
Sooo Santana has her first, and definitely not last, experience with a hormonal Brittany.
I am trying to make the chapters longer like some of you requested, but it's kinda hard. I will keep trying thouuugh!
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