A/N: First of all, holy freaking shit, Cory... :(( God, I'm gonna miss that guy so freaking much. When I heard what happened I just couldn't stop crying for a whole fucking day...

2nd, Sorry for the long wait, I was a little... uninspired...and pretty busy reading other fics. So, here is what happens when I don't know what to write...

Enjoy and leave a review. (:

Chapter 5

Santana's POV:

Three hours. It had been three hours since Brittany left and I still couldn't sleep. It had been three hours of thinking about what the blonde told me.

"I lied to you...because I don't think I can be friends with you. I think I can't be just friends with you. I want it, but I don't have that much self-control to stop myself when we're too far into it."

What did that even mean? Oh right, she told me that, too.

"It means all or nothing, Santana."

Ugh, that girl. What the hell was is about her? What was it that made my knees go weak, that brought me goosebumbs all over my body, that made me stay awake at night when I was dead tired? I knew it was all her. I just didn't know what it was about her.

Brittany was that kind of girl every guy (and in some case girl) wanted. She was tall, blond, had those unbelievable blue eyes, oh, don't forget her never ending legs, that beautiful smile. In the end I could think about so many things, my fingers and toes wouldn't be enough to count them. Long story short: Brittany was gorgeous. And somehow her bad reputation was kind of a turn on. I mean, most girls are into the bad boys in movies or other stuff. In my case I was into bad... Brittany?

Woah, hold on. I'm into her? Nuh-uh, I'm not.

On the other side there was Sam. He was so sweet to me like... all the time. And he cared for me and wanted to be with me. Every other girl would be all up on him, and I guessed I would be, too, if there wasn't the craving inside of me. The craving for something else. Someone else. But I knew it wouldn't ever be like I wanted it to be, so there was no need to even imagine all of that stuff.

After Sam's kiss I was a little confused. He never said something about us being more than friends. Sure, he asked me out, even if the word 'date' was never said, but the concert was more of a group-thing than a date and in the bar... well, you know.

The kiss was really nice, even with his huge mouth. Trouty obviously knew how to use his giant lips, but after all it just didn't feel right. I mean, yeah, I liked Sam, like... a lot, but as just a friend. And I was pretty sure it wouldn't change after some more dates.

I sighed. I needed to tell him the truth. He was a good guy. He deserved that I'm honest with him. Tomorrow. I would do it tomorrow.

I stood up and made my way towards my window and looked out. I couldn't see Brittany's house, there were two or three others between ours, but I didn't walk away, like I tried to burn holes with my eyes into my neighbors houses to get a look on Brittany's. Unfortunately nothing happened. Even if, what was I hoping for? Brittany probably was asleep, I mean, it was like four in the morning. Normal people were sleeping at this time, and after Brittany drank so much I guessed she could need sleep as well.

There was just one other question in my head right now. Darn, I should have asked her... Why was she drinking? Except for her grades at school her life seemed so... flawless. I knew it was just some kind of facade for her to hide behind, but I saw it. I saw that she wasn't like anyone else. Brittany was special. She just had a weird way of showing people that she liked them.

Something must have happened in her past that made her the person she was now. Maybe it was someone. I had no idea. But because I really wanted to know all that stuff about the blonde girl down the road I made a promise to myself that someday I would ask her all of that.

My thoughts were racing and seemed like they didn't want to stop soon, but after some more minutes of thinking about Brittany and the Sam-thing my tiredness rolled over me and I sunk into a deep slumber.

/

The cold water hit me like needles. I gasped in shock but after a few seconds I relaxed a little bit. I hated cold showers. But after waking up with morning wood there was no other way of getting rid of it. Well, there was another way, but I was so not in the mood after last night.

First thing I thought about after I woke up was a certain blonde (it was not Sam!), and well, there was no chance in hell I would get myself off while thinking about Brittany. I was not gay (I guessed). So a cold shower was it.

Was it possible to be gay for one person? I never felt that way towards another girl, well, I never felt like that at all. Brittany made me feel a lot of things, some were good and some less. But mostly she confused me...

Ugh... like about twenty minutes later I was back in my room looking for fresh clothes. Since it was weekend and I was alone at home I decided to wear only my boxers and an old Duff-beer t-shirt. I went to the kitchen, wondering when my dad would be home again, but I knew that it probably wouldn't happen in the next few days. Yesterday he seemed really... worried. So it probably was for the best to let him do what he had to do.

I made some pancakes and after eating them I let myself fall on the couch and turned the TV on. I switched through the channels and after some minutes trying to find something interesting I gave up. I closed my eyes and sighed. It wasn't even noon and I was already bored.

Fucking Lima. Back in Chicago I never had a problem to find something to do. Before I had the chance to continue being mad at my dad for moving to Bumfuck/Ohio I heard a firm knock on the door.

Slowly I stood up and streched with my hands above my head. Who would it be? I was sure my dad didn't have time to make friends, and Sam didn't say anything about coming over (well, and I had his truck). My eyes widened when I opened the door. In front of me stood Brittany, wearing really short shorts and her torso barely covered with a bright pink sports bra. And oh my god those abs... Yeah, sure, I knew that Brittany had a body like a freakin' model, but that? Wow...

Ugh, fuck. I was wearing my boxers. What if she would get suspicious? I mean, girls don't normally wear boxers as underwear...

"W-what are you...", I began, but Brittany smiled at me cockily and I forgot what I was about to say. Damn girl...

"That's not a nice way of greeting a friend.", the blonde replied with a raised eyebrow and a hand on her hip. "Well you know, hitting a friend of a friend isn't nice, too." Brittany looked away and nodded barely visible. "I'm sorry about that... I was drunk."

I exhaled slowly and chewed on my lower lip. "That's not a good excuse.", I said and Brittany nodded again. "I know. But it's the only excuse I have." A few seconds went by and neither of us said anything, we looked at each other, looked away, and looked at each other again. When her eyes locked with mine all I could do was smile which she returned almost immediately.

"So... what are you doing here?", I asked, now able to finish my question.

"I thought maybe you wanted to go for a walk? It's pretty boring and I know a place I want to show you...if you want to...?" God, that girl was a life saver. First from Puck and Quinn and now from my boredom. "Yeah, sure. Let me just change and grab my stuff. I'll be right back." She nodded and sat down on the porch steps and I closed the door. I changed myself into my compressors and a not too tight jeans and a simple red t-shirt. I tied my hair into a loose bun and put my glasses on. God, I looked like a nerdy freak and she...

After I grabbed my phone and my keys I made my way back down and locked the door behind me, and when I turned around Brittany stood right in front of me, not even a foot away.

My eyes widened when she smiled at me shy and raised her hand. What was she doing? Hitting me? Or would she just fix my hair like yesterday? Brittany must have seen my uncertainty because she stopped midair and let her hand fall back down and bit on her lip. "I like it when you wear your glasses.", she said and smiled. Within a second I felt the heat rising to my face and I knew I was blushing. Darn...

"You wanna go?", the blonde asked and I nodded slowly.

/

"So... tell me something about you.", Brittany said while we were walking along a road near McKinley. We were walking for barely ten minutes now and neither of us had spoken that much. Mostly it was about the weather and some annoying kids (they were playing on the street and yelling some weird shit).

"Uhm... like what? I mean, w-what do you want to know...?"

"I don't know, like, where do you come from? Do you have siblings? Did you sing back in your old school? Favourite band? That stuff..."

"Uh...Chicago. No. No. And Coldplay...I guess."

I turned to my right and saw Brittany chuckling. Was she laughing at me? I furrowed my eyebrows and sighed. It wasn't that easy for me to open up, and now she was laughing at me...

"It's pretty hard to get some information out of you, isn't it?", Brittany smiled at me and shook her head amused. When I just shrugged she giggled. God, that girl was adorable.

"What about you?", I asked so we hopefully would stop talking about me.

"What about me?", Brittany asked with a raised eyebrow.

"You keep asking me questions, but I don't know anything about you."

Brittany smiled at me but sighed. She said she wanted to be friends, but why isn't she talking to me then? Sure, that she's kind of a mystery is hot in some way, like some dirty little secret, but in the end I didn't like that she was shutting herself up. I wanted to know her. I just needed to find a way so she would let her walls come down.

"I don't know what you want to know...", Brittany admitted and looked at the ground.

"Everything.", I breathed and the blonde looked up and in my eyes. For a second we just stood there, staring at each other and when I was about to look away Brittany made a step towards me. My eyes widened and I tried to think about what to do now. Brittany was standing barely a feet away from me, her gaze soft and wandering over my body. She started from my feet, slowly traveling up, for a second her eyes stopped at my chest and I could hear her breathe quicken, until her eyes locked with mine.

God, that blue... I think I could never get tired of her eyes...

"You know, what I told you last night was'n just because I was drunk. I mean, I was drunk, but I didn't say it because of it.", Brittany said and her eyes slowly traveled down again and lingered at my mouth. Oh my god, whas she thinking about kissing me?

Startled I coughed and Brittany looked away. She probably knew I was a little freaked out because of all that stuff. I mean, yeah, that girl is hot as hell and she was so... she's amazing.

But she was Brittany Pierce. And that should be enough of a reason to stay away from her...

"We should get going.", she said and began walking without looking back at me. I sighed and made my way after her when I heard a weird noice near us.

"Did you hear that?", I asked and looked around. We were in some kind of a forest now, we left Lima just minutes ago, so we couldn't be that far into it. When my dad and I first moved here I didn't even recognized it, even if it was practically just a few minutes away.

"What?", Brittany asked with a raised eyebrow when I heard it again. I put my finger on my lips as a sign for her to be quiet. What the hell was that? It sounded a little bit like a whining child... Weird...

Brittany seemed to hear it, too, because she slowly walked towards a big tree a few feet away on our right. I heard it again and recognized it coming from that direction Brittany just went to.

"Come back here!", I said worried, trying to whisper but failed. Brittany just shook her head and walked further towards the tree, stopping when she stood right in front of it. What was she doing? We didn't even know what that noice was, we probably should like... run away or something...

"Oh my god...", Brittany breathed when I saw her looking behind the tree. What did she find? Was ist that bad? Fuck it..., I thought and walked to Brittany who was now kneeling next to the tree.

"What is i-", I began but when I saw what Brittany was holding in her arms my voice cracked. It was a small ball of black fur, cuddling into Brittany's chest. Was that... was that a dog?

"He was chained on that tree...", Brittany said and petted the puppy's head. "What are we gonna do?", I asked unsure. It was pretty clear that we couldn't leave the puppy here, but what else to do? I had no idea...

"We need to feed him. He's so thin...", Brittany said and I could see her eyes watering. I felt my heart sting... Seeing Brittany like that... I was sure no one else ever got to saw this side of her. I knelt down next to her and put my hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently. "It's gonna be okay. We probably should get going then...", I whispered and helped Brittany to stand up.

She was holding the little dog in her strong arms, carefully, trying to hold it not too tight. When she stood straight I got the first real look on the black fur ball. It looked like a labrador or something like that, but it was really small, and in the end it didn't matter what dog it was, what mattered was that he needed our help.

"Where are we going?", I asked when Brittany began walking back towards Lima.

"To yours?", she asked and I just nodded. I guess it was okay. My dad wasn't home and we definitely had enough space for a small dog. I just wasn't sure what to feed him...

"Uhm... What are we going to feed him?", I asked out loud and Brittany seemed to think about it for a second. "I'll go home pretty fast and get some food for him..." I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "You have a dog?"

"No.", she stated and for a moment I thought she wouldn't explain herself, but then she told me. "Tubs likes to eat human food... and dog food. I always have something at home." I didn't even bother to ask what the hell a 'tubs' is, I just nodded.

We were almost at mine when we heard two familiar voices down the road that made us stop our movements. Brittany and I looked at each other and our eyes grew. "Come on.", she whispered and walked fast towards a car barely a few feet in front of us. We knelt down behind it, the little puppy whimpering in the blonde's arms. Slowly I streched, so I could see through the windows of the car to look at the other side of the street.

Quinn and Puck slowly walked next to each other, talking and laughing at what the other said. I furrowed my eyebrows and shook my head. Alone they were just the cheerleader bitch and the mohawk guy... but together... eww, gross.

When they were gone the blonde next to me stood back up and I did the same. We looked at each other and smiled. It felt really good to be with Brittany... I mean, friends! Being friends with her felt really good. God damn...

"Just go to yours, I'll be there in a few, okay?". Brittany asked and I nodded. She made a step towards me and I swallowed. The blonde extended her arms as a sign for me to grab the dog. So I did.

Oh god, he's sooo cute...The puppy looked at me with his big brown eyes and licked across the back of my hand. "He likes you.", Brittany said and chuckled. "He's got good taste.", I said, joking, but Brittany rose an eyebrow and nodded. "Yap. You're right." Instantly I felt myself blushing. The things that girl does to me...

Twenty minutes later Brittany was back and we were sitting on the couch, the little guy swallowing his food without even chewing. Brittany said it was a boy and was long thinking about names for him. She started with things like 'Gucci' and 'Balto', and I just laughed at her. She was adorable. Who ever thought that Brittany Pierce was just a normal person? Well, as normal as it was possible for her.

"Or you could simply call him Dog.", she said with a hopeful expression and I laughed again.

"Dog? Really, Britt?", I asked. Darn, I just called her Britt again. Ugh...

"Yeah. That's cool. And his nickname could be... Doggie?"

"You are a pervert, you know that, right?"

"That I am."

For a second we just looked at each other seriously before both of us broke into a fit of laughter.

"What about Dude?"

"What about Dude?", now she was confusing me...

"You know... like the turtoise in Finding Nemo.", she said excited. Wait, Brittany was watching Disney movies? Just like I said, adorable.

"Never seen it.", I shrugged and looked at her, the blonde's expression changing from excitement to shock.

"You what?!", she practically yelled and the dog looked up from his food with curiosity written over his furry face. "We totally need to watch it someday. See, I took your detention-virginity and now I'm going to get your Finding Nemo-virginity, too. Strike!", she said laughing, her fist bumping in the air and I shook my head amused. Was it normal to feel all tingly when Brittany talked about taking some kind of my virginity? Was it normal to feel my dick twitch at the tought of Brittany taking my virginity? I didn't think it was appropriate to think about a friend like that, but I just shook it off.

"Someday...", I said with a low voice. Brittany stared at me, a little too long, and when she looked away she just smiled.

"Can I ask you something?"

The blonde looked up again and nodded slowly. I couldn't hold it back any longer, I just needed her to say it.

"What happened between you and Quinn?"

Brittany looked at me with a meaningless expression, but then she sighed and stood up from the couch, walking towards the window and looking out. Was it really that bad? I mean, I already knew that something... intimate happened between them, but I really wanted to hear that stuff from her.

"Long story short?", the blonde asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I nodded, but when I realized that she couldn't see it I whispered a small "yes" and Brittany sighed again.

"Quinn and I used to be close... we were like... best friends. I know her for almost thirteen years now, we went to Elementary School together. Middle School. Now High School." Brittany turned back around, her hands behind her back leaning at the wall next to the window.

"To the beginning of Sophomore Year Puck transfered to McKinley, back then we were like the three musketeers.", Brittany shook his head with a small smile at that thought and all I could do was smile, too.

"I always knew Quinn had the biggest crush on him... I just... I didn't want to lose her, you know? One day in the middle of Sophomore Year she came at my house, crying. She told me that she talked to Puck, she was totally hysterical... all I remember is that she told him she wanted to be with him and he told her no."

I couldn't imagine a crying Quinn. I couldn't even imagine Quinn being friends with Brittany. They were so... different. Quinn was that bitch and Brittany that amazing girl...

"She told me she wanted to get him out of her head, she wanted to forget him. The same day we lost our virginity to each other."

I gasped as quiet as possible. I already knew they had sex with each other, but hearing Brittany saying it out loud made my heart ache and I didn't know why...

"Junior Year started and Quinn and me still had sex, regularly... everything was so... it was carefree. We had fun, she wasn't talking about him anymore, we enjoyed our time together, and after a while I realized that it wasn't just fun for me anymore." Brittany paused looking through the room, her eyes finally locking with mine.

"One day there was a party at Puck's. Quinn was already head cheeleader, I was her little puppy-", she looked at the small fur ball on the ground, smiling. "- ready to kick everyone's ass who tried to go even near her. So... that night she was really wasted and... well, after a few shots I told her how I felt and she just laughed and went to have sex with Puck."

I could see the pain in her eyes. Her always so bright blue eyes were now cold and empty, hurt, broken.

"I ignored her for the next few days and when she came to my house a few days later she told me that she could never have real feelings for another girl. It was just fun.", she mocked.

"Well, let's just say, after that I started having sex with Puck, and after some weeks we started dating."

Now I understood. Quinn was just heartbroken ( well, if she had a heart). Seeing the girl, her best friend, dating the guy she was into...I just... I understood.

"I'm sorry...", I whispered. It was the first thing that just popped into my head, even if I didn't know what I was apologizing for.

"It's not your fault.", Brittany said and shrugged, but I could see that she just tried to hold her walls up.

"She doesn't hate you, you know...", I said when Brittany looked at me.

"Oh yeah, right.", she said sarcastically and picked Dude up, sitting down next to me. She pettet him behind his ears and he closed his eyes, probably enjoying Brittany's touch. I mean, who wouldn't?

"I think if she would hate you she would have told everyone about you being...uh..." Gay. Into girls. Just say it, Santana, it's not that hard.

"No, she didn't tell anyone because of herself! She would lose everything if anyone would know about it. I mean, seriously, look at that girl. She's president of the celibacy club. She just screams virgin. She's sister christian personally. She stands above everything else. She wouldn't risk her reputation just to crush me. I'm just a little insect on her sole. I'm just the little problem she tries to get rid off by trying to get into Puck's pants again.", Brittany sobbed. It hurt to see her like this. Dude jumped off of Brittany's lap and she put her head in her hands, trying to hide her tears.

"Hey...", I cooed and moved closer to her, placing an arm around her shoulders and pulling her into my embrace. She put her head on my chest, her hands pressed between her and my body when I let her cry.

"You're gonna be okay. It's okay... it's gonna be okay."

/

I ran into the kitchen when I heard my phone ringing. When I arrived I found it on the counter where I left it after Brittany went home almost an hour ago.

I let her cry on my shoulder as long as she needed me to. I realized that Quinn was a big and important part of Brittany's past life, and that she probably was the main reason why Brittany acted the way she did. When she told me about what happened between her and the hazel eyed blonde she was so open, so vulnerable, she let her walls down and me in. In that moment I felt that she trustet me. She trustet me enough to let me see her real self, and after all that happened between her and Quinn I was surprised how fast she got over her barriers.

Dude stood next to the kitchen counter, barking at the strange sound my phone just made. He looked so cute with his big brown eyes and the wiggling tail. I chuckled at him and grabbed my phone to look who was calling.

"Sshhh!", I said to the small fur ball to my feet and exhaled slowly.

"Sam.", I said as excited as possible. God, you idiot, what are you doing?

"Hey...", the blonde replied chuckling.

"Uhm... what's up?"

"I... I guess I just wanted to hear your voice... and I need my truck..."

I laughed at him. He was really sweet. He just said the most simple things and I blushed... He was so different than Brittany... He was that super good looking glee-kid with that unbelievable voice. He was sweet and caring. He let me even borrow his truck after all that happened at the bar. And it was my fault. Brittany treated him like that because he was there with me. I just still didn't really understand why. Yeah, she said that she wanted to be friends, but in the next moment she was all like it's all or nothing and then I should think about it and now she acted like nothing of this happened...Ugh!

Sam showed me exactly what he wanted us to be. He never actually said it, but I mean, hello? He asked me out and after everything he kissed me. It really was a good kiss. Sure, it was my first kiss, but I think I can tell if a kiss is good or bad. And Sam's lips on mine definitely felt good, he used the right amount of pressure and everything I wished for my first kiss.

Somehow I felt like I just used him. I mean, I didn't want him to be my boyfriend or some shit like that. I agreed on this date only because I thought that maybe, just maybe, I would forget about this other person that was always in my head. I agreed because I thought my feelings towards him could change. But they didn't. And I haven't told him. I went on this date with him although I didn't feel it. I went to a concert with him, after that I agreed to go to the bar with him, and after that I let him kiss me. Fucking idiot, Lopez.

Brittany on the other side was that super hot girl everyone was afraid of. I really didn't understand why. I mean, with me she always was so... nice? Yeah, yesterday before school was really not cool and she made me so so mad, but it was only because she didn't know how to deal with her feelings. And after the whole Quinn-thing I totally understood. I knew how she treated other people, I just wasn't sure why she treated me differently.

Even when we first met and I hit her with a door twice in one day she acted like it was no big deal. She even told me to not apologize. All I wanted to know was why I was different from the rest. I mean, I definitely was diffent than anybody else. I was a girl with a dick, and not even a small one, and I've never seen or even heard about someone else like me.

But that was'n the point. The point was that from the first moment Brittany saw something in me that made her think I would be worth her time. And whatever it was I was grateful for it. And maybe one day I would feel comfortable enough to tell the blonde girl about my condition. Because after all I really felt like she would understand.

"Santana? You still there?", a voice asked. Fuck, Sam! I totally forgot I was on the phone with him.

"Oh, yeah, sorry, zoned out.", I mumbled and Sam chuckled.

"No problem... Actually I wanted to ask if I could come by to get my truck. Maybe we could do something... if you are not busy...?"

Fuck, think, think, think!

"Uh...I... my dad said I'm not allowed to let boys in when he's not home."

Wait...what?!

I pressed my eyes shut tight and slapped my hand on my forehead. What the hell was that? I'm not allowed to let boys in?

"Uh...okay.", Sam said, sounding slightly confused. Well, he wasn't the only one.

"You can get your truck though. Or I could bring it over..."

"No, it's okay, I'll come by... I'll see you in a few, okay?"

"Okay..."

"Bye..."

"Bye."

I hung up and sighed. Fantastic. Sam was coming over, what meant I was going to see him and that wasn't planned. I thought I wouldn't have to deal with him so soon after our date... and the kiss. I thought I would see him again on monday, not barely twelve hours after our last meeting.

I felt something on my foot and when I looked down I saw Dude trying to get a bite of my sock. That dog... I smiled at him and knelt down to pick him up.

"So Buddy, what do you think I should do about the whole Sam-Britt-thing?", I asked the labrador and all he did was scrunching his nose and yawning.

"I think so, too.", I told him and laughed before I walked into the living room and let myself fall onto the couch with Dude in my arms.

Oh god, what was my dad going to say when he came back? I remember when I was younger and I found a hamster in our basement. I hid him for over three weeks and when my dad finally found the small guy he freaked out and told me to get rid of him. In the end I built him a small house made of branches and leaves in our back yard. A few days later he was gone. So what was he going to do when he found out that I had a dog now? I couldn't even imagine it...

For like a half hour I just lay on the the couch with Dude in my lap. It was all so quiet except of Dude's breathing, and when I heard the door bell I practically jumped off the couch. The small dog looked at me startled when I put him on the ground. He made his way after me when I walked towards the door and I smiled at his actions. I needed to find a way to make my dad understand that I wouldn't get him away. He needed me. Me and Brittany.

When I stood right in front of the door, knowing what (or rather who) would be waiting on the other side I inhaled and exhaled for the last time before grabbing the door knob and opening the door. And there he was. Sam was holding one hand behind his back and the other was in his pocket. His hair looked a little messier than usual, he probably just stood up and went here.

I smiled at him politely and stepped to the side so he could come in. Sam instantly returned the smile without moving. I rose an eyebrow questioningly and Sam stared right back at me confused.

"I thought I couldn't come in? No boys and stuff...", he said and my eyes widened. Yeah, fuck. That's just what I told him, right?

"Uh... Yeah... but I need to get the key... so I guess two minutes won't kill anyone.", I replied and tried to play it off with a small smile and a shrug.

"Uh...okay... wait, I... I have something for you.", the blonde said and pulled his hand out from behind his back. He held a dark red rose in it, waiting for me to make a move. All I could do was smile at him even wider and taking the flower. "Thank you...", I said and he just nodded grinning. It was really hard not to like him, but I still didn't feel it, so there was probably no chance that this would change in the future.

Sam followed me back inside and as soon as I closed the door I heard him gasp. I turned around to look at him and when I followed his gaze I found Dude sitting in front of him with his fur standing in the air and his teeth showing with an angry expression on his tiny and hairy face. I rolled my eyes at the dog, put the rose down on the table and knelt down to pick him up.

"You have a dog?", Sam asked with a shaky voice. "Uh-huh...", I hummed in agreement and petted Dude behind his ears. It was kind of funny that he was so obsessed with Brittany but he couldn't even look at Sam without turning into a little monster. I chuckled at my own thoughts, but when I saw Sam staring at me with forrowed eyebrows I cleared my throat and put Dude back on the ground.

"I didn't know you had a dog...", Sam said, his gaze not leaving Dude. Oh yeah, really? Tell me, what do you know about me? "Is that a problem?", I asked carefully, not wanting to accidently say something wrong. "Oh... uh... no. I'm just a little afraid of dogs...", the boy said and I bit on my tongue to suppress a laugh.

"He's just a puppy.", I said but Sam shook his head. "Dog is dog." God, that guy...

"Just... wait here, I'm going to get your key...", I said already on my way but the blonde panicked. "You're leaving me with this dog?" I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

"Dude, come on.", I said a little louder and as soon as the black fur ball heard me calling his name he instantly ran towards me with a wiggling tail. All I could think was adorable. Just like his life saver.

Thinking of Brittany brought another smile on my face, but then I remembered our last conversation like... an hour ago, and so I shook my head, hoping my thoughts of her would just fly away or something. But who would have thought? I couldn't get rid of thinking about those damn piercing blue eyes. That girl made me go crazy. Ugh... I didn't even knew her for a whole week and she already did things to me nobody ever managed to made me feel after months or even years...

Dude follwed me when I got to my room. I opened the door and walked straight towards my desk where I knew I left the key last night. I walked past my bed, grabbed the keys and made my way back, but when I saw something I knew it wasn't there before, I stopped immediately. Confused I turned back around looking at the light blue envelope on my pillow.

What the...

I carefully took the envelope in my hand, the word santana written across the front in a doubtless perfect hand writing. My eyes widened when I realized who I got it from and I slowly opened it with shaky hands.

Santana,

Well, first I want to thank you for listening. I know my problems are exactly that. My problems. But you wanted to hear them, and I'm thankful for that. I haven't told anyone about the whole Quinn-thing, but then I met you and now I know that there is someone out there who might actually care.

Second, I'm really sorry for ruining your shirt with my stupid crying. Nothing like that ever happened before, so... yeah, sorry for that.

Third and last, please meet me down the road at midnight. Before we found Dude I wanted to show you something, remember? ;) So, I'm just going to show you then, it's even more beautiful at night.

I hope you'll come, and again, thank you and sorry.

-B

When I made my way back down the stairs, Dude right behind me, all I was able to think about was Brittany. Brittany. Brittany. Brittany. Ugh! What was it she wanted to show me so badly? Not that it really mattered, all I knew is that I was going to spend tonight with her, where ever it was we were going to go. All that mattered was me spending time with the blond girl from just a few houses down the street... It would be so easy to just send Sam home and surprise Brittany by showing up at her door, but I respected her letter. I would see her at midnight...

"Here're your keys...", I said to Sam who was still standing next to the door like an idiot. He smiled at me when he took them and nodded. "Thank you... so I... I'll see you monday?", he asked with flushed cheeks. "Yeah, I guess...", I replied and opened the door for him. The sooner he was gone the better.

"See you...Bye...", he said smiling dorkily at me and I repeated his words. Sam slowly leaned in and kissed my cheek before he was out of my house and driving away.

I closed the door and rested my back against it. With a sigh I drove my hand through my hair, thinking about a certain blonde living down the street and another blonde driving down the street. When my Brittany-thoughts finally won over the Sam-thoughts I knew one thing for sure.

I needed to tell him I wasn't into him. And I would do it. Monday.

/

It felt like time stood still. 11pm felt like hours ago, but when I threw a look at the clock I realized that only four more minutes has passed. Ugh... I sighed. I was supposed to meet Brittany in less than an hour but the fucking time just didn't want to go by.

Dude was sleeping on the smaller couch while I was lying on the bigger one with my hands behind my head. Any other day, or rather night, I would already be lying in bed, dreaming about gorgeous blue eyes, golden hair and endless legs, but not tonight. I was wide awake and after I finished my fourth mug of coffee I decided to just relax on the couch and wait for midnight to come.

After some more minutes I decided to take a quick shower, maybe then time would go by, so I made my way upstairs to the bathroom. Slowly I pulled my t-shirt over my head and threw it in the corner, followed by my bra, jeans and boxers. As soon as I was naked I got into the shower and turned the water on. Startled I jumped back when a splash of cold water hit me and caughed me by surprise. When the water was comfortably warm I made a step closer again and sighed. One cold shower on one day was definitely enough, and because of my morning wood and dreaming about Brittany I already got one today, so there was no chance in hell I would go through that again now.

Fifteen minutes later I stood in front of the mirror in my room, dressed in casual jeans, a black NYU hoodie from my cousin Gabriella and dark blue sneakers. My hair was tied in a loose ponytail, I liked it better that way, and I wore my glasses. I smiled at that. Brittany said she likes it when I wear them, so there was not even a second thought about wearing contact lenses instead.

I grabbed my phone and walked downstairs, as quiet as possible, so Dude wouldn't wake up. I didn't know how he would react if I would leave him all by himself, so maybe disappearing while he was sleeping was the best option.

I closed the front door behind me, locking it. It was almost midnight by now. Showering probably was the best idea to make the time fly. I smiled at the thought of seeing Brittany in a few minutes. It wasn't like I wanted it, that small smile just crept its way on my face.

It was really dark outside, the only light coming from some street lamps every few metres. As far as I could see the lights in every house were out, also in Brittany's. I furrowed my eyebrows for a moment and thought about the possibility that she had forgotten about... this, but soon I realized that this was bull crap. I mean she was the one who asked me to meet her, so it was stupid of me to think that she was sleeping or something. Or... what if everything today was just some kind of sick joke to her? What if she and Puck and maybe even Quinn planned all this and now wanted to play another prank on me or whatever... God, I really needed to calm down. Brittany wasn't like that.

Today was more like a really surreal dream for me. Brittany opened up to me, she told me everything about her and Quinn, she let all her walls come down. She trustet me.

And her and Puck... well, I really had to ask her about whatever was going on between them.

If it wasn't for a small whistle I probably would have walked further down the street. Startled I jumped and quickly turned around, afraid that it was some creep, or worse, a murderer or some shit. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding when I saw long legs and blond locks. God, that girl...

"Brittany...", I said, not sure of what else to say right now. She smiled and stopped right in front of me, directly under a street light, so I was able to see every small detail on her beautiful face. "I wasn't sure if you would actually come.", she said with a shy smile. How could she just turn from this sexy, irresistible human being into that cute and shy girl from down the road? I chuckled at her unusual behaviour and she just blushed. Oh god, did I just make Brittany Pierce blush? Holy freaking hell...

"Yeah... First I thought it was just some kind of joke...", I admitted while glancing at some small stones right in front of my feet.

"Why would I joke about this?", Brittany murmured more to herself than anyone else, so I guessed I didn't have to answer this. "Uh... yeah, I mean, no. It's not a joke.", she continued and I raised my gaze to meet her eyes. Her beautiful eyes... Were they always that blue...?

"Santana?"

"Hmmm... what?"

Brittany pulled me out of my thoughts and grinned at me. "I asked if you wanted to go?"

"Where to?", I asked dumbly.

"I promised you to show you something.", the blonde replied with a raised eyebrow and chuckled. Fuck, I really should start to focus on things. I always got caught up in my own little world while something important happened... And by important I meant Brittany.

Again I was pulled out of my said thoughts when something grazed my hand and my eyes immediately shot up to Brittany's again. She was rolling her blue ones and grabbed my hand. "Come on, we don't have all day. Or... uh... night.", she said and dragged me down the road beside her. When I remembered our first meeting I remember being afraid of even being near her. But right now, in this moment, I knew one thing.

Her fingers intertwined with mine... It felt really really good.

/

"How much longer...?", I asked tired. We were walking the same way we did this morning before we found Dude. I was really glad that Brittany still held my hand, because it was freaking dark and we were walking through a forest. So... no light, the moon wasn't that bright, nothing. Brittany had her phone in her hand, trying to light us the way, but we were really slow like this.

"Uh... just a few more minutes, I promise it'll be worth it.", the blonde said and I could hear the smile in her voice. "Okay...", I sighed. Yeah, I know we weren't walking that long, but I was really impatient and whatever it was what Brittany wanted to show me I was really excited to see it.

My hand felt really warm by now, Brittany's long fingers gently squeezing mine, and when we stopped suddenly I almost ran into her because we were like... really close.

The girl in front of me chuckled and let go of my hand. I was ready to argue, but Brittany smiled at me with that brightness in her eyes and all I was able to do was pout. "Aww...San, don't do that. We're here.", she said and I blushed. San. She just called me San. God, I really liked the way my name sounded out of her mouth, but San... I never was a fan of nicknames, my dad always called me Tana, but he was definitely the only person who ever was allowed to call me that. But right now I was pretty sure that I was totally okay with Brittany calling me San.

She made a step to the side, so I could see what was hiding behind her, and when I saw it, my eyes widened. It was... well, uh... it was the biggest tree house I've ever seen. I'm not sure if you could call it tree house, it was more like a tree house village. There were these many trees so close to each other and in each one was a house.

"Oh my god...", I breathed and made a step closer towards the trees. Now I was able to see the wooden letters between most of them, connecting the houses with each other. I counted them really fast, one, two...seven. There were seven tree houses forming that... whatever it was it was... beautiful.

I looked to my left, Brittany standing there, leaning against a tree, arms crossed in front of her chest and a cocky smile on her face. "This is...wow...I mean, it's really..." I couldn't even find words to describe how I felt right now.

"Yeah... I know.", Brittany said and walked slowly towards me. Sure it was dark, but I could see her clear. Every single detail and the way her eyes lightened up when she stood right in front of me I knew that she was able to see averything about me, too.

"Come on.", she whispered and I felt her breath on my skin, but before I even had a chance to say something, the blonde grabbed my hand again and dragged be towards one of the trees.

When we got closer I saw a thin ladder leaning against the tree and Brittany was heading right towards it. Actually I really liked the idea of Brittany and me going up there and lying under the stars, but honestly? It scared the shit out of me. She made me feel all those things I never felt before...

The second Brittany began to climb up the ladder it was to late. I stood barely a metre away, so her ass was practically right in front of me. And fuck... that ass was a really nice ass.

I follwed Brittany with my eyes, or rather, my eyes never left the blonde's ass. I tried to imagine what it would feel like in my hands, but I stopped immediately when I realized that Brittany was long up. She looked down at me with a raised eyebrow and a small smirk on her lips began to form. I blushed lightly and did the same like her. When I got off the letter and placed a foot on the dark wood of the tree house my eyes widened.

From here I could get a look into every other house, there were windows on every side, so the view was possible. The one we were standing in had an open roof and to our feet was a... a matress? The hell... What if it rained? I shook my head and Brittany looked at me quizzically.

"Are you okay?", she asked and I nodded. "Yeah, yeah... I'm fine... just a little... overwhelmed, I guess." Brittany smiled at me and took my hand again, but didn't move any further. We stared at each other, neither of us daring to say something, but in that moment I was pretty sure, our looks said more than thousand words, and when the blonde in front of me sqeezed my hand gently I smiled at her and sqeezed her hand, too.

Slowly her grip on my hand loosened and when I thought she would let go of me, she smiled shy and linked her pinky with mine.

"My feet hurt. Do you wanna sit down?", she asked and nodded towards the matress on the ground. She really wanted us sitting on a matress? Like... together? "Uh...sure.", I replied, trying to hide my panic. We sat down next to each other, leaving as much space as possible between us without letting it look weird. Brittany pulled her legs to her chest and rested her head on her knees. It looked kind of cute. But somehow everything about her looked cute.

"Do you come here often?", I asked after a while sitting in comfortable silence. Brittany turned her head towards me but avoided looking me in my eyes, then she nodded.

"Yeah... whenever I feel...I don't know...Lonely? Misunderstood? My dad built it with me..."

I wasn't expecting that. She built this?

"That's so... wow...", I breathed and Brittany's eyes finally found mine. She kept looking at me like she tried to find something in my eyes and after some more seconds she sighed and looked away again.

"But that was long ago. So it's not like it matters or something.", she said coldly and I frowned. "Why are you doing this?", I asked worried.

"What do you mean?"

"You keep pushing me away."

Brittany slowly stood up and looked out of the tree house, her back towards me.

"It's not like we know each other, I don't have to tell you anything."

To hear those words out of the blonde's mouth hurt. I thought we were... we were friends. She said so. And it needs time to get to know each other, so this is the moment to make everything right, right?

I stood up to and walked over to Brittany, stopping right behind her. Slowly I raised my hand and after a second of hestitating I put my hand on her shoulder. I felt Brittany tense under my touch but she relaxed almost immediately.

"I want to know you.", I whispered when I leaned in closer so I could smell her scent. My eyes fluttered close and I inhaled everything that was Brittany. I don't know how it happened but when I opened my eyes again I found my other hand resting on her waist and panic began to crawl up inside of me. What was I doing? I had to stop this! Ugh...

Brittany's breathing quickened and she started to turn around. My hands fell to the sides of my body and when Brittany was turned around completely my eyes widened. That definitely wasn't how friends were supposed to stand in front of each other. I felt her hot breath on my cheek and her chest barely a few centimetres away from mine. She was like two or three inches taller than me, so I had the perfect view to her slightly parted lips. It would be so easy to just leand forward, to close the gap between us.

"I don't know how...", she whispered back and I finally got pulled out of my trance. I took only a small step back so it wouldn't look like I needed the space. Well, I do needed the space, but only because I wasn't able to think straight with her being that close.

"Tell me something about you no one knows."

"Like a secret?", she asked and I nodded with a smile forming on my lips.

Brittany stayed silent, thinking, and after a moment she blushed. Obviously she found something no one knew about her and she seemed to be embarrassed about it.

"Britt?", Shoot, I really had to stop calling her this... but instead the blonde smiled and murmured: "I like when you call me that." Heat began to crawl up into my face and I looked at the ground. Okay, I definitely liked that she liked it, because well, I liked it, too.

"My favourite animal is a unicorn.", she suddenly blurted out and my eyes widened. That wasn't what I expected but it was way better. That girl is so adorable, I really had no idea why others weren't able to see her like I did.

"Unicorns aren't animals, Brittany.", I said, trying to sound as serious as possible but I couldn't hold back a giggle.

"Yes, they are.", she said stubborn and I began laughing. She totally misinterpreted my laughter because she furrowed her eyebrows and pouted at me. "Stop laughing at me.", she said mad and crossed her arms above her chest, but I couldn't stop entirely. I was still chuckling lightly when I reached forward and petted her arm gently.

"I wasn't laughing at you. You're just... you're such a softie.", I said playfully and Brittany shrugged my hand away. "I'm totally badass.", she said and I rose an eyebrow at her. "Yeah, right."

One second Brittany was standing in front of me with a mad expression on her face, the next she lunged herself at me. My eyes widened in shock, but my brain wasn't working half as fast as Brittany. I felt my feet leaving the ground and my back hitting the matress, the blonde girl on top of me. I gasped when I opened my eyes, just to find Brittany looking down at me through her damn beautiful eyes, smirking.

"Still thinking I'm a softie?", she whispered and looked down at my lips. My heart began to beat faster and my eyes mirrored her actions. She was only inches away from me, but neither of us dared to move. I licked my lips and saw Brittany moisten hers, too, but the second she began to lean in a phone started ringing.

No one's POV:

Brittany heard her phone somewhere in her pocket but made no attend to move away from the Latina underneath her. It was almost one in the morning, who the hell was calling at that time? They both stared at each other with hunger in their eyes and slightly parted lips. Santana is the first one who made a move. She cleared her throat and looked away awkwardly. Brittany sighed and slowly sat up, grabbing her phone and answering without looking for the caller ID.

"What?", she snapped and rolled her eyes. She was so close to finally kiss the brunette and yet there had to be something to totally cockblock her. If she just knew how that word fit...

"I need you to come over...", Puck purred into the phone and Brittany scrunched her nose in disgust. "Go fuck yourself, Puckerman.", she said and was about to hang up, but his voice stopped her.

"Come on babe, lately you're never in the mood anymore. What's up?"

Brittany sighed. He's a pig, wasn't that enough of a reason for her to not sleep with him? Of course the blonde knew that this wasn't the only reason, another of them sat right in front of her playing with her fingers, ptretending that she wasn't listening.

"I'm sorry, I'm PMSing pretty bad.", Brittany said. It definitely was a lie, but was she supposed to tell him? That she had the slightest crush on the school's newest nerd? Brittany's eyes widened. Oh. My. God. She just realized that she had a freaking crush on someone. Well, not just someone. Santana. This nerdy new girl with her over sized t-shirts and glasses.

"Uh... I really don't want to hear about this...", Puck murmured and Brittany could only imagine his face.

"It's not contagious you asshole."

"Yeah, yeah... Well, then I'm going to finish on my own. See ya, Babe.", Puck said before he hung up. The blonde really hated when he called her that. Brittany shook her head and stuffed her phone back into her pocket, finally looking back at Santana.

Santana's POV:

Ugh...Why did he has to call? I hated that guy... not only for being such a pain in the ass, but for being Brittany's boyfriend. She was actually such a sweet and kind girl and he treated her like crap. I didn't know why, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that she wanted to be treated like this. Whenever I saw them together or when they talked, like now, she acted like she didn't care, but if she didn't care, why was she with this moron?

"Sorry, Puck is... just his annoying self.", Brittany apologized and sat down next to me, like the seconds before he called didn't exist.

Why was she like this? Sometimes I felt like I could read her like a book, but in times like right now, she confused me like hell.

"Can I ask you something?", I said.

"That's already a question.", Brittany replied and avoided eye contact. I rolled my eyes and sighed, even if she couldn't see.

"Why are you with Puck?"

That seemed to catch her attention because she stopped shifting and looked up at me.

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean.", I said sternly.

"Then why do you care?", she spat and crossed her arms again over her chest. Yeah... why did I care?

"We're friends...", I murmured, hoping Brittany would open up to me if I play that card and obviously it worked. Brittany sighed and chewed on her lower lip before opening her mouth to speak.

"It's complicated." Yeah, it always is. A voice in my head said.

"Tell me about it.", I pleaded and the blonde nodded slowly.

"We were friends when we started dating. Like... best friends beside Quinn. I already lost her at that time and he was the only friend I had. It was so easy to be with him you know?"

I nodded as a sign I listened to her and Brittany continued.

"He tried out for the football team and after a few weeks he became captain. He climbed up the social ladder faster than you can say 'Bullcrap'. Quinn was head cheerleader and I was still on the bottom. I used Puck for my own social push up. I need him."

The blonde turned her head away and sighed. So that's why she was with him. For her own reputation. But would it be so bad if she wasn't on the top? Would it be that bad if she would be like all those 'normal' people? Would it be so bad to be like me? Well, yeah, it would be, but I meant in another way.

"You don't need him. Everyone knows you. No one will give you trouble if you'd break up with him.", I said calm. Brittany looked back at me and scoffed.

"You have no idea, do you? To be one of them is the only chance to survive High School. It's the only way...", Brittany began. "I just can't stand the thought of seeing Quinn and Puck on top and me... ugh, I can't break up with him. I won't break up with him."

Ouch. Even after all her flirting and her fight with Sam and the protecting me from the mohawk guy and bitch-face she was still denying whatever it was she felt towards me. I knew there was something between us and I knew she felt it, too. So why couldn't she be strong and break up with Puck?

"I should go... It's late...", I said and stood up.

"No, Santana, wait-" I'm already on my way down the ladder when I hear Brittany move. She must've stood up, too, because when my feet touched the ground I heard a low thump next to me and saw the blonde standing there. Did she just... jump?

"Please...", she said and tried to grab my wrist but I pull it back.

"What you said last night... all this stuff about all or nothing, that's exactly what it was, right? Is it all just a game for you?", I yelled at her angry. Brittany shook her head and made a step towards me, finally catching my hand with hers.

"No, god... Santana, yeah, everything is a game. Everything, but not you!" At the end she was almost whispering, sqeezing my hand in hers, fear written all over her pretty face. "Listen, I... fuck. I like you, okay? But me being with Puck is nothing I can change in a blink of an eye... I need time to figure everything out..."

It was really dark but I was able to see a tear running down her cheek. Was it possible...? Brittany Pierce was crying in front of me. And it totally broke my heart. Suddenly I realized that she must be really afraid of everything I tried to force her to do and I got mad at myself for pushing her to do something she wasn't ready for.

I pulled her towards me and wrapped my arms around her neck. After what seemed like hours she sniffled one time and put her hands around my lower back, squeezing lightly.

"We'll figure everything out...", I promised.

/

When I opened my eyes I felt something grazing my foot what made me jump out of my bed immediately. Startled I looked down at the small fur ball on my sheets, watching me with dark friendly eyes. Dude...

I sighed tired and walked towards the small guy to pet his head. She seemed happy about that gesture and barked one time, leaving his tongue hanging out of his mouth.

"Good boy...", I murmured and made my way towards the bathroom. I only wore my light blue boxers like usually, and when I turned the shower on I pull that garment down my legs. I stepped into hot water, sighing exhausted.

Last night was... well, it was really nice. Except my little outburst everything was really really good. After our minute long hug Brittany walked me back to my house, holding my hand the entire way. I felt my heart beating faster at the thought of the blonde and smiled.

Brittany wouldn't be in town today, so we said our goodbye's with another hug and Brittany promised to drive me to school on monday. I accepted happy and when she asked for my number I probably beamed out of joy. She gave me her number, too, and made her way home.

Fifteen minutes later I stood in the kitchen, not sure what to do. Maybe I should call Sam. I really needed to talk to him. On the other side I thought it was better to just talk to him tomorrow.

When my phone rang I looked a little startled. Who could that be? My dad, Sam and Brittany were the only one who had my number and it was sunday. I was sure that they would be still asleep at that time. It was not even 9am... I opened a message from an unknown number and sighed.

8.41am from Unknown: Santana, it's me, Rachel Berry, Sam gave me your number, I hope it's okay. I just wanted to let you know that I'm on my way to you, he also told me where you live, don't be mad at him. See you in a few.

Please tell me that's a joke. Ugh... I was so going to kill Sam. I didn't even had enough time to be mad at him before I heard a small knock on my door. Well, I could just pretend I'm not there, but I'm sure Rachel Berry would find a way inside to convince herself that I'm not there. I slapped myself on my forehead and walk towards the door, opening it slowly.

Rachel smiled at me awkwardly, her hands clasped together in front of her body. "Hello.", she said and shifted her weight from one foot to the other.

"Uh... hi.", I replied just as uncomfortable. "Can we talk?", the smaller brunette asked and after a few seconds I nodded. "Sure." I made a step back so she can walk in and close the door behind her. When she didn't move any farther I pointed towards the living room. "We can sit on the couch.", I said and Rachel followed me.

We sat down next to each other in silence and when I'm about to ask her if she wants something to drink something comes running into the room and jumps onto the couch in between us.

"Aww... it's so cute. Does it have a name?", Rachel asked and I smiled. I totally thought of her like a not big animal fan but she surprised me in the best way possible.

"It's Dude.", I chuckled when he jumped into Rachel's lap and tries to lick her face.

"So... what did you want to talk about?", I asked her.

"Um... actually I just wanted to apologize... for my behaviour on friday..." What was she talking about? I looked at her confused and raised an eyebrow.

"You know... on the concert... I get drunk pretty quickly and it was totally not okay to ruin your date with Sam." Ooohh, that...

"No... no, it's okay. You didn't ruin anything.", I tried to convince her and she sighed out of relief.

"Good... that's good. I was afraid you might be mad at me..."

I shook my head and smiled at her, Rachel returning it instantly.

"Well... I have to go now... Just wanted to tell you that."

I nodded again and stood up, accompanying the brunette to the door.

"I'll see you tomorrow, I guess.", Rachel said and walked out of my house.

"Bye..."

After all Rachel Berry seemed to be just a normal human being. A little annoying maybe, and she definitely talks way too much, but she's totally okay.

I closed the door, ready to go back to the couch when my phone rang. Again. I groaned but pulled it out of my pocket. Slowly a warm smile formed on my face and I wanted to hug the world.

9.58am from Britt: Thanks for last night. It meant so much to me. I know it probably sounds weird, but I'm gonna miss you today. ;)

I smiled like crazy because, yeah, Brittany Pierce, I'm gonna miss you, too.

A/N2: Next chapter will be pretty messy, lots of stuff will happen ;) Hope you enjoyed, leave a review (: