A/N: Thanks for all the reviews, favorites, and follows. It really means a lot to me that you guys are enjoying this story. I especially wanna thank xyz980 for your review, it really made me feel good about continuing this story. I hope these next few chapters don't feel to rushed, i just am really ready for them to just be together! As always enjoy!
February 12, 2013 – Santana Lopez grabs coffee in downtown L.A.
Ughh I hate mornings but I especially hate morning meetings. The only good thing about this morning is that I woke up early enough to grab my morning coffee from this really cute place downtown.
I'm standing in line trying to decide what I want when I sense someone staring at me, I turn around and look for anyone that's staring but I don't see anyone. I turn back around face the counter and quickly place my order. As I am waiting for my coffee I notice the woman ordering after me. And she is absolutely stunning. She has slightly curled golden locks, toned muscles, and legs for days. She is simple and sweet and she just seems like such a friendly person. I can't help but think I have seen her before. I quickly turn away as she walks towards the waiting counter. We stand there in silence for a few minutes but it isn't really an awkward silence like you might expect. In fact there is something kind of calming and comforting about just being in her presence. Unfortunately it doesn't last long as I grab my coffee and head out to my car.
As I walk out I remember where I know her from, she is the girl with the cute family that I saw at the Chinese place with Mercedes. I am tempted to turn around and walk back in, but before I can make a move I am swarmed by photographers, it leaves me no choice but to head to my car and drive away.
As I am driving I can't get her out of my head. Her hair, her legs, her arms, her ass, her presence. So maybe the coffee wasn't the only good thing about this morning.
February 15, 2013 – Santana Lopez purchases new Hollywood home
That's right, I moved. I was tired of living in a crappy apartment when I finally have the money to get a great house in L.A. The house is perfect for me a two bedroom, three bath, with a walk-in closet, an office, a pool and a spa. It is literally my dream home. And the best part? It's super private. I think I might be able to get used to this whole being able to afford things lifestyle.
February 17, 2013 – Santana Lopez and Mercedes Jones get lunch together before Jones returns to tour
"Yeah, Rach I got it, March 5th, yeah, okay alright bye" I say as I hang up the phone. "Sorry Rachel just called to tell me that I have to start press stuff March 5th" I say to Mercedes.
"Are you still worried about that?" Mercedes asks.
"Yeah a little bit, I'm just worried about being caught off guard or revealing too much about myself" I explain.
"Santana, come on girl! You are going to do fine… Oh my god Brittany?" Mercedes stops and turns to a blonde sitting a few tables behind us. I immediately recognize her as the girl from the coffee shop.
"Mercedes! Hey what are you doing here?" She asks. God she looks good.
"I'm just here having lunch with my good friend Santana Lopez" her eyes go wide as she realizes I am standing close by "I wanted to introduce you two after the Grammys but you left so quickly" Mercedes says.
"Oh yeah sorry about that I had some stuff I had to take care of" she says. She's so cute.
"Well Brittany this is Santana Lopez, Santana this is Brittany Pierce she did my choreography for the Grammys." Then I realize Mercedes said her name was Brittany Pierce, so the amazing up and coming choreographer and the beautiful girl from the restaurant, and the girl from the coffee shop are all the same person, and damn is she beautiful.
Mercedes' phone starts ringing she quickly walks off to take the call, and I am left standing in front of a living breathing angel.
"I've got to come clean, this isn't the first time we have been at the same restaurant, the other day I saw you in a coffee shop, I was going to tell you how much I like your music but when I finally recognized you, you had already left" Brittany says.
"No I had the same thought, when we were in the shop you looked so familiar, as I left I finally realized I recognized you from this Chinese place I had seen you at but, I had to leave so I didn't get the chance to come talk to you" I explain.
"Yeah well know I can tell you what I was going to say that day, which is I really love your music. Your songs are so deep and personal and filled with emotion. It's amazing really." Hearing her compliment me, makes me feel like I'm on top of the world, and I'm not sure why. I mean why should I care about this woman's opinion, I barely know her, but I do care, a lot.
"Well you should know I saw the Grammy performance and I was stunned by the choreography. It fit so perfectly with the music, not a single step was out of place. I've never seen anything like it. How did you learn to create dances like that?" I ask.
"Well…" she starts.
"Hey sorry guys, Santana I have to run, there's some kind of tour emergency I have to deal with" Mercedes says. "I'll call you" she yells as she turns to leave.
"Okay" I call back. "Hey look Brittany I don't know if you were meeting someone or something, but if not would you like to have lunch with me, I would really like to get to know you better?" I ask hopefully. Who am I kidding hopefully is a complete understatement. I need to know this woman, I don't know why but I need to know her better. God I just realized how awkward and creepy that must sound. "I mean don't feel like you have to or anything, I know we don't really know each other…" I ramble.
"Santana!" she stops me, "I love to have lunch with you."
I think I just died.