A/N: Hey all! So sorry that it's taken awhile for me to update! I had this chapter all written and finished at the end of November, and thought I might have some time while I was away on holiday, to type it up and upload it. But I didn't. I came home from my holiday early, so rush typed it up, because I felt bad for leaving it so long to update, especially as so many people have this story on their alerts list! I hope you all enjoy the chapter, and I hope to have chapter 4 up before I go away again in January.
In later chapters, there will be some light, and a bit of dark. Rest asured, Brittany and Santana will NOT break up. But there will be some rocky times ahead for the couple. Not everything can be all light and fluffy like right? I have a clear path of where the story is headed, and I'm excited to get into it all!
Reviews are welcome. And if you have any questions, feel free to ask and I will answer with the next chapter! Thanks for tuning in :)
The next morning, the two girls woke up late. They'd fallen asleep with the TV on. Brittany had her head nestled on Santana's chest. Santana had awoken first, and she lay there, watching Brittany slumber on. Santana noticed everything. The way Brittany's nose twitched slightly. How her chest rose and fell as she breathed. The way Brittany's arm was draped across her body. Santana noticed it all, and she smiled to herself, kissing the top of Brittany's head. "Hey sleepyhead," she said softly as Brittany began to stir. "Hey," Brittany yawned, "How long have you been up?" Brittany moved her head so it was by Santana's on the pillow. "Not long," Santana replied, pecking Brittany's lips.
"How does your shoulder feel this morning?' she asked as she gently touched it. "It's better, must have been that massage," Brittany smiled. Santana chuckled, "Glad I could help. So, anything you wanted to do today?" "Hmm," Brittany pondered, "We could go shopping, get a frappe at the Lima Bean?" "Sounds like a plan," Santana grinned, "And you could model your new clothes for me!" "Of course," Brittany winked.
"What about this one?" Brittany said, holding up a sleek, purple mini dress. Santana, who was browsing the racks, turned to see what Brittany was holding. "Bee!" Santana's jaw dropped, "That's hot! You have to get it!" Santana took the dress out of Brittany's hands and held it against her, "You should totally wear this to prom!" Brittany grinned, "I should! No, I am!" Brittany looked around the store, "What about you? We should get you a prom dress while we're here." "Well, lets have a look then!" Santana said, handing the dress back to Brittany, "So many choices!" "Totally!" replied Brittany as she gazed around the shop.
Santana watched Brittany looking around the shop, and smiled. The innocence. The brightness. That was Brittany. Then, a dress caught her eye, "Britt Britt! What about this?" Santana was pulling the dress off the rack as Brittany walked over. "San!" Brittany gushed, getting the dress from Santana's hands, and holding it up against her. The dress was long and flowing, and had splashes of blue, pink, purple and silver, "You have to get it!" "That's all the convincing I need," Santana smiled.
After their shopping extravaganza, Brittany and Santana went to the Lima Bean. While Santana got their order, Brittany sat on a couch by the window with all their bags. Brittany was looking out through the window when Santana came back, their drinks in hand, "Here you go," she said as she sat down, resting the drinks upon the table. "Thanks," Brittany smiled, taking her mug in her hands, and sipping from it.
"Hey Britt," Santana started. Brittany looked up from her mug, "Yeah San?" "You know... With prom... We can't go like, together yeah?" Brittany nodded, "I know. That's why you're going with Rory, and I'm going to be going alone. I'll dance with other peoples' dates, and they'll become my dates, so really, I won't be alone." Santana laughed softly, "Thanks, for you know..." "I know," Brittany nodded. "So, you're going to be a date stealer?" Santana asked cheekily, an evil smirk on her face. "Yup," Brittany innocently smiled, a slight giggle in her voice. "I'm okay with that," said Santana as she took a sip from her mug.
But truthfully, Santana wasn't completely okay with it. She wanted to be Brittany's prom date, and not the potato kids date. She wanted to walk through the doors and onto the dance floor with Brittany. But what would people think if she turned up at prom with a girl as a date? Brittany and Santana were best friends. So it really wouldn't be out of the ordinary if they did go together. But what everyone wouldn't expect is how they would be together. Santana didn't want to be chased out of her own prom by the taunts of the other students. That's why she was going to prom with Rory.
And if Brittany was completely honest, she really didn't want to go to prom alone. She wanted to be Santana's prom date. She wanted to dance with Santana. And just be them, like they were when they were alone. Brittany wanted the world to see the magic that they shared. Santana wasn't just her best friend, but her girlfriend. As much as Brittany didn't want to wait, her love for Santana was stronger than those urges. She loved all the moments they shared together, and couldn't wait to be able to tell the world about them.
"Did you see him fall into the fountain?" Santana laughed as they walked into Brittany's room. "I know," said Brittany, dropping her shopping on the floor and flopping down on her bed, "He's so gross!" Santana dropped on the bed beside Brittany, propping herself up on one elbow, "Yeah, and all over Berry. Berry! Of all people!" Santana shuddered at the thought.
Brittany shrugged, "Everyone likes who they like." "And who do you like?" Santana smirked, trailing a finger across Brittany's stomach. "No-one," Brittany deadpanned. There was a short silence, "But I love this girl, her name is Santana," Brittany said, a beaming smile on her face. "That's good," Santana kissed Brittany's neck, "Because I love a girl and her name is Brittany." Brittany giggled as Santana peppered her neck and face with soft kisses.
Santana was confused. Was she supposed to feel like this? Was it normal? It was just something they did at parties after a couple of drinks. Mainly to make the boys antsy, and hot. That's why Brittany and Satana made out. For their own personal gain. They'd also occasionally make out in private, but that was to try out new ways to get the boys going.
It was spring, and not long after both Brittany and Santana's birthdays. They were only almost two weeks apart. Sweet sixteen. Not that either of the girls were so sweet and innocent. Santana's parents were out for the night, so Santana asked Brittany to come over so that she wouldn't be home alone.
But now, Santana wasn't so sure it was a good idea. Lately, every time she was around Brittany, things felt different. The way Brittany smiled, laughed, held her pinkie, it made her heart flutter. When Santana saw Brittany's eyes, she would get lost in them, and her lips. Santana just wanted them. And not only that, she wanted Brittany.
While Santana sat, waiting for Brittany to arrive, she tried to work out how she would act like nothing was wrong. On the other hand, Brittany was getting ready to go to Santana's. She danced about her room, packing her bag. She couldn't wait to hang out with her best friend. Brittany wasn't too sure why, but she really couldn't wait to be able to snuggle with Santana while they watched movies. And the sneaky kisses whenever a boring scene came on.
'I'm going to talk to Santana,' Brittany thought. Because even though she liked it, a lot, and Santana too, Brittany was confused. Especially by how Santana acted about it. She said that it was okay to make out at parties for the boys. But it wasn't okay to tell anyone about them making out in private.
Santana took a deep breath as she heard the doorbell ring, and headed downstairs to answer it. "Hey!" beamed Brittany as she walked in the door and hugged her best friend. "Britt Britt!" Santana returned the hug, then led Brittany to her room to put her bag away. "So what are we going to do?" Brittany asked, sitting cross legged on the bed. Santana shrugged her shoulders, "Whatever really. Go for a swim. Order pizza. Movies." Brittany smiled, "Sounds awesome!" She got up and rummaged through her bag, "I'll go get changed!" "Meet you outside," Santana called out after Brittany as she headed to the bathroom to change.
It was a nice day, and Santana was stretched out on a banana lounge when Brittany came outside. Her golden hair was falling over her pale shoulders. "Nice, new bikini?" Santana asked as Brittany took up one of the banana lounges next to her. "Yup," Brittany nodded as she pulled her hair back into a messy ponytail, "I'm just gonna swim a few laps quickly." Brittany being a dancer, kept fit, and swam a lot. Santana smiled, and nodded, "Okay. Then I'll join you when you're done." Brittany flashed a smile as she went to the edge of the pool, and dived in.
Santana couldn't help but watch. Brittany was so graceful in everything she did. Dance, swimming, hell even walking. Santana loved that. She had fallen for her best friend. Santana thought it was wrong, but it felt so right. And she didn't want to say a word in case she scared Brittany away.
After their swim session, both girls quickly showered, and ordered pizza. "You ready for that test next week?" Santana asked as they waited up in her room. "Huh?" Brittany said with a puzzled face. Santana laughed, shaking her head, History. Don't worry, I'll help you study." "Thankyou," Brittany replied, hugging Santana. "It's okay," said Santana, hugging Brittany back, "Anything for my girl." All of a sudden, Santana's mind went into overdrive. 'My girl,' she thought, 'Of all things, you say my girl?' "You're my best friend," Brittany said, breaking Santana's thoughts. "And you're mine," she said as the doorbell rang, "And that will be our pizza, hang tight."
After the pizza was gone, Brittany and Santana sat on the bed, eating a bowl of ice cream, and laughing away. "San, can I talk to you about something?" Brittany said nervously. "Sure Britt Britt," Santana put the bowl of ice cream on her bedside table, "What's up?" Brittany got shy, and looked down into her lap. Santana didn't like to talk much about stuff, or anything really. And Brittany knew it, but she had to talk about this. So she took a deep breath, and started.
"Well I umm... It's about us. I mean you're my best friend. My bestest friend ever. You always look after me when people are mean. You always make me smile. You make me tingly inside. I... I love you Santana. I love you more than anyone I've ever loved in this world. I like it when we make out, a lot," Brittany was still looking down, but reached out blindly for Santana's hand, grasping it, "I kind of really want to be with you. I umm... I want to be your girlfriend... If you want to be mine... But I'd... I'd understand if you hate me now or something..."
Then there was silence. Santana was stunned. Normally when Brittany talked about anything, it didn't make much sense, if any at all. But what Brittany had just said, it all made perfect sense. Santana wanted everything Brittany had just spoken about. Santana took a breath, and with her spare hand, she gently put it under Brittany's chin, and lifted it up. After hearing Brittany speak, Santana felt more at ease.
"Britt Britt," she smiled, moving her hand to Brittany's cheek, stroking it with her thumb, "Of course I want to be yours. Forever. What you just said, I feel it too. And I could never hate you, ever. You light up my world like nobody else. I didn't know what I'd been feeling until now, right now, when you said how you feel. I love you so much Brittany, and I want to be yours, always."
That was only a few months ago. Brittany smiled as she remembered that moment. The moment Santana said she wanted her, and made her so happy. "I'm yours forever," breathed Santana as she kissed up along Brittany's collarbone. Brittany rubbed the back of Santana's thighs, "And I'm yours," she mumbled as Santana's lips made their way up to hers. Both girls pressed themselves together as much as they could, embraced in a slow and heated kiss.
Neither girl heard Brittany's mum come home, and walk up the hallway. "Girls, did you want dinner yet?" Brianna asked as she entered the bedroom, not seeing the two girls at first, "I got some..." And then she saw Brittany and Santana tangled together on the bed, hands going everywhere. When both girls realised Brianna was there, they sat up, in shock, and attempted to fix their tops and their hair.
Brittany sat on the edge of the bed, in between her mum and Santana. All sat there, in silence. Brianna looked at the two girls. Brittany was staring down at her feet, unable to talk, and Santana had her eyes closed. "Girls, what's going on?" Brianna finally asked, breaking the silence. Santana began sobbing softly, too scared to say it out loud. Brittany held Santana close to her, stroking her hair while Santana buried her face in Brittany's shoulder. Brittany kissed the top of Santana's head.
"I love her mum," she said quietly, gently resting her head against Santana's, and rubbing her arm in an effort to help comfort her. Santana held onto Brittany even tighter. Brianna watched as her daughter held onto the Latina, attempting to calm her down, and put an arm around them both, "How long have you..." "A few months," Brittany quietly said, cutting her mum off. "Does anyone else know? Santana, do your parents know?"
At that point, Santana lost it, "How... How am I going to tell them?" she sobbed even harder into Brittany's shoulder. "We'll do it together," Brittany said, reaching for one of Santana's hands and squeezing it tightly. "What Britt said sweetheart, we'll do it together," Brianna said, "I'll be there for you if you want me to be too." This caused both Brittany and Santana to look up at Brianna. "Thank-you," Santana managed to say through the sniffles, wiping her eyes.
"So you're not mad?" Brittany shyly asked, wiping her own eyes. Brianna shook her head and smiled, "No, not at all. Why would I be? You've just shown me with how you've acted right now, that you really do love Santana sweetheart. The way you look at Santana, and the way you comforted her. I actually feel so proud of you Brittany. You're growing into a beautiful young woman." The tears crept down Brittany's face even faster as her mum spoke, and both Brianna and Santana hugged her as tight as they could. "I'll be there for you both, for support, whenever you need it. I mean that."
"Thanks. I... I don't know what to say. I thought that you might hate me or something for taking Britt Britt," said Santana. "You clearly make my beautiful girl happy," Brianna smiled, "I honestly couldn't asked for anything more." Brittany looked at Santana, gazing right into her eyes, "She really does mum," and she leant in, pecking Santana's lips. Brianna couldn't help but smile at the two girls, "How about dinner? Your choice girls, I got a whole load of stuff at the shops."
"Girls, I just wanted to let you know, I won't say a word until you do," Brianna said as they cleared away dinner. Santana walked over to Brianna and hugged her, "Thank-you, for everything. It really means a lot." Brianna hugged Santana back, "Anytime." Santana let go and followed Brittany to her room. Brittany was standing at her drawers, picking out a top to wear to bed. Santana smiled, and walked over, hugging Brittany from behind. Although neither girl spoke, they knew what each other wanted. Brittany turned around her arms now around Santana, and smiled, then kissed her softly.
"What did I do to deserve you?" Santana asked. Brittany turned back quickly and changed, then sat on her bed, "You existed," she simply said. Santana got out her night clothes and changed, then sat by Brittany, holding her hands, "Can you... Tomorrow, can you come with me tomorrow? You know... So I can tell my mum and dad?" Brittany nodded, "So we can tell them. Of course. I said I would be there, and I will be there." They both laid down, Brittany's head on Santana's chest. "Britt, we're just going to tell my parents. I don't... I don't think I can tell anyone else just..." Brittany looked up to Santana's face, interrupting her, "I know. I'll wait for you to be ready."
Santana was still dead nervous, on the border of being scared, petrified even, to tell her parents. She had no idea of they would be supportive like Brianna was, or completely freak out. But all she knew is that with Brittany by her side, everything would be okay. As she drifted off to sleep that night, she kept hold of Brittany. She never wanted to let go. And from that moment on, Santana knew that not matter what happened to her in the world, one thing would always remain the same, and stay constant.
The love her and Brittany shared.