I rubbed my thumb up and down for her brown face skin. Her breath was so slow that it was even hypnotic. Santana had been acting really weird lately, and it made me go nuts.
It all started when she asked me what were we going to do for Valentine's day, and I answered that I hated that day.
She didn't look disappointed as I was expecting, but of course she wanted a reason, but I didn't say it. I didn't say to her that the 14th of February was my birthday. Not because I didn't want her to know, it was just because I hated celebrating it. I guessed that it was because I spent most of my life on my own, without anyone but me to do something special, and maybe this time with Santana was different. After thinking about it, I definitely decided to not tell anything about it. It was better that way.
That was a week ago. And since then, she had been arriving home late, sleeping a few hours and, yesterday, she came with her arm full of scratches. I asked her a million times, but she refused answer me, and distracted me with kissed and smiles. It really looked like she was hiding something from me. I hoped that it wasn't anything bad, because she looked really tired, there lay on the couch taking a nap. Did she have a fight with someone? What if she's cheating on me?
The next day was Valentine's day, and I had a surprise for her, in reward for my no-doing-nothing mood. I ran to my 'bedroom' and moved a little piece of wood of the floor that was loose. I took the little red box that was hidden in there, and started counting the money inside. After a lot of effort, I managed to earn some money, and I'd been looking for some king size beds, for our bedroom.
Great, there was enough.
I took my mobile phone, ready to deal the store and had everything ready for tomorrow night. I was dying to use the bed with Santana. I checked once again that she was sleeping before talking.
A snort confirmed it.
I thought lying was easier. When we arrived at Sue's office, she was waiting for us, with her legs on the table resting and sitting on her comfortable and expensive chair.
-'My 007 girls! C'mon, take a sit'- Once again, there were no chairs but two big gym balloons. Santana rolled her eyes and sat with a deep breath. She was wearing her cheerleader uniform, that left her arms exposed, so the scratches were really obvious-'Wow! Sandbag, did you have a kitties fight?'-Sue laughed loudly
-'Uh…'-She looked at her arm, covering instantly with her other hand-'I… we are here to talk about your deal'
-'Really?'-We nod
-'We're on Sue'-I said, trying not to felt into the ground. She half smiled and cracked her fingers all at once.
-'Amazing…so, what are you freaks doing in there?'
-'We…we are…'-Dame it. I should had thought about it before. My palms started to sweat.
-'we are making a feeling session, we are just singing a song that express our current feelings'-Santana blurted
Sue wide opened her eyes and started laughing so much. I really thought that she was going to choke.
-'You…you really are doing it?'-She had difficulties speaking, and she didn't control her breath anymore. We had to wait a couple of minutes for her to recompose and kept asking.
-'And you already know what are the songs of the Nationals?'-She said, still laughing.
-'mmm no, not yet, but as soon as we know, we'll tell you'- I said. It was strategy, we needed to think what kind of songs were wrong to perform in nationals, tell Sue, and knowing her, she will tell our rivals to sing them. So we had advantage.
-'So? What are you two still doing in here? Out! And come back when you have more information'-She turned around on her chair and started preparing some of her proteins drinks
We looked at each other before standing up, we did it, we could breathe again. We left Sue with her particularly brew.
-'So, you are not telling me why you look like you had spent the night with Edward Scissorhands?'- She covered again her arms.
-'Nope, are you telling me why you don't like Valentine's day?'- God, this is not going as I wanted to.
-'C'mon I don't like it, that's all. But…it doesn't mean that I don't have a surprise for you!'-She looked at me with her tilted head.
-'You do?'
I nod slowly, and she wide smiled. How could I disappoint her?
The alarm sounded out loud, Valentine's day. I stretched on the couch all by myself, and looked from there to the kitchen, but none was in there. There was no sound of water too, so Santana wasn't taking a shower.
-'Santana?'
No answer. So she already left. Fuck.
She's been like that for days, and I remembered that last night she arrived when I was slept, she took of her clothes and lay on the couch hugging me for behind. I remembered how her skin was so soft and warm that it was like having a blanket all over my body. She never used pajamas, it was something that always kept my attention because I had to wear like two t-shirts for not freezing as hell in there.
I remembered how she kissed me in the shoulder before felt asleep.
But she was hiding something. She was acting really weird. I did take a shower, and called to the bed store. They could bring it to here now, so I just waited for the delivery man. I only waited for twenty minutes when the doorbell rang.
When I opened the door, I closed it automatically, almost in the delivery guy's face. What the hell was Sam doing in there?
I ran for all over the house, hiding all Santana stuff, that he probably would recognize. Dame it, he couldn't know she was living in here! When everything was clean, I ran and opened the door. A confused Sam was in there, with a huge box and a cute blue uniform. I remembered when I dated him, and how my life had changed.
-'Brit? Do you ordered a bed?'- He said still confused. Wow, her mouth was still distracting.
-'Y... Yes'-My voice was really weak after all the running-'Come in'
He moved the box with a special scooter, and came into the house.
-'Wow, this place is cool'- He whistled-'Aren't you scared living in here alone?'
-'Um…no, I'm a really independent person'- I walked to the room and showed him the way.
-'You don't have a bed?'
-'Uh… I… I removed it this morning to left space to the new one'
When he started to open the box, I saw, in the corner of the bedroom, a photograph of Santana with his grandmother. Oh god, it must have felt when I unpacked her luggage.
I walked slowly backwards to there, pretending to be fine, and hiding what I was doing.
-'Do you want me to let everything done or you want to assemble everything you?'
He turned around and caught me on action.
-'Uh…no, do it you, I'm not really good at do-it-yourself'
-'Okay…uh Brittany, I wanted to talk to you'-I continued with my mission, and returned to the walk backwards, while I was trying to do it as smoothly as possible, I didn't pay attention to him. I was so focused on what I was doing and so tense that I let him speak alone.
I was almost in there, I just needed to lower a little and reach the photo. But the doorbell rang again. Fuck. Sam turned around waiting for me to go to open the door and I started to act nervously.
-'Uh… I'm… I'm going to open'- I said running to the front door.
-'Sure, but I still want to end the conversation'
-'Aha'-I shouted from the living room. I only could think 'please don't be Santana'. Maybe she would do something without knowing that Sam was in there and he would figure it out. But I didn't want her to know about the bed until the night too.
I breathed in relief when I saw Kurt at the other side of the door. I was sweating as hell and I was sure that I looked like a crazy because of Kurt's face when he saw me.
-'Are you okay honey?'- He said stepping inside of the house without me inviting him. There was no need, he was like family.
-'Uh yes…what are you…how do you know where I live?'-I still had difficulties speaking.
-'I asked Mercedes, that asked Tina, who knew it because some friend of her cousin saw you one day arriving at a huge house'-I wide opened my mouth. If they saw me, they probably saw Santana. God, she was really right when she was paranoid about us, people gossip without rest…
-'Oh…and what are you doing in here?'- This time, Kurt wore a really elegant red suit, just for the occasion, with a black tie. If I didn't know what day was, I would probably think that he had a really important meeting.
-'Brittany, get dress for this evening, we have a Glee's reunion, I told Mr Schue about the unholies and he spoke with Holi. We have to be there, so we have more space for the dancing'
-'Okay, time?'- I distracting looked at my bedroom door. Whatever Sam was doing in there, he was doing it really quietly. Fine, the less Kurt notice, fewer gossips.
-'8 pm'
-'That late?'
-'Yes. I'm pissed too, I had some plans with Kurt tonight and we had to postpone it… by the way… do you have some plans tonight? You're not telling me anything lately'-He winked at me and sat on the couch, clapping on the sit next to him, waiting for me to joining him.
-Uh… Kurt you know I can't tell now'-I said still on my feet, looking to my bedroom constantly.
-'What about Santana?'
-'What about her?'
-'Well you two work together now…and with Dani. Are you two toge…'
-'DO YOU WANT SOMETHING TO DRINK?'-I shouted, not letting him end the sentence, in case Same Heard him. God, I was not good at this tense situations.
-'Britt, are you really okay? You look like your having a panic attack'
I tried to answer, but Sam's face appeared in the door frame.
-'Brittany, this is almost done, but I need your help… Oh hey Kurt'- Kurt moved her head from Sam's to mine, with his eyes wide open and her mouth too.
-'Hey Sam! I didn't know you were here'
-'Um… He… He brought my new bed, he works for the store'
There was an uncomfortable pause, Kurt's smile proved clearly that he was thinking that Sam and I were together again, and He was of course happy for me forgetting Santana. She was not of his liking.
-'I'm going to help right now Sam, give us a moment'-He gave us a huge smile and returned to his job. As soon as he disappeared, Kurt looked at me still with this smile.
God, why everything had to be so messy?
-'We are not together, if that's what are you thinking'
-'I'm not, really'-He stood up, and approached me, he caught my hand and smiled once again-'I know that you're in love, and not with Sam'-He winked, and walked to the front door ready to leave. I blushed, he knew me after all-'I'm picking you today for the Glee meeting, I'm taking my car today!'-He opened the door-'Oh…and next time…clear a little better'
He left and I ran my eyes quickly for all over the living room. Over the table, there was a gold sparkle short necklace that Santana always wore. It was a gift from her Abuela. I took it and kept it on my pocket. I smiled and went to see what the hell Sam needed, hoping for him to leave quickly.
Kurt hooked the horn like three times before I left the house. I spent the afternoon without any news from Santana, and letting everything ready for her surprise. The bed was perfect and I went to the center of the city to buy some decoration for the bedroom. It was pretty awesome, and I couldn't wait for tonight to show her. I sent her a message before leaving, for getting sure that she wouldn't enter without me. But I was hoping to meet her in the Glee meeting. Kurt didn't change his clothes, and I was actually surprised because he was too elegant for a Glee meeting. He was particularly cheerful, and he kept the whole drive singing. He drove like a grandmother, I was sure that we would arrive faster walking.
Everything was really quiet around the club, like we were the first one to arrive, but the door was open, so when Kurt parked (what took ages), we entered. It didn't look like the same club as always. Everything was full of red, hearts and purpurin. It was Mr Schue's work for sure. When I walked inside It was too quiet, right, but everyone was in there, in silence, looking to where I was. I looked behind me, to see what was going on, but all I got was a squeeze on my shoulder, from Kurt, who passed me and went with the other people. Sam, Kurt, Quinn, Mercedes, Tina, …everyone was in there, everyone quiet.
I couldn't see was Santana. Puck wasn't in there neither, but the rest of the club was still staring at me, and I was starting to feel really uncomfortable. Did I have to do something? Did Kurt give me some instructions to do and I skip her words?
-'Guys? What's going on?'
Everyone took a sit in the different tables that were distributed from all over the club. They were made for couples, because there were only two chairs for table. Everything was decorated like a romance movie.
I walked till I was in front of everyone, facing them, with my back to the stage?. I was starting to feel weird and mad at the same time. Was that some kind of joke? Where was Santana? Why anyone was talking to me?
-'Please don't be mad at me'-A familiar voice sounded for all over the club. I turned around and saw Santana on the stage, with the micro on her hands, and a breathtaking red dress. I was so shocked that I couldn't move. Suddenly, Puck appeared next to me, dragging a chair. He put it, where I was, facing the stage, and made me sat down. Lights go out, instead of a little one who focus Santana and a faint one who focus me. It was like the rest of the club wasn't in there, like we only existed the both of us. I still couldn't react, and I kept rigid with my hands over my tights looking at her in there.
-'I know you don't like this day, and that you didn't want to do anything special. But I guess that it's maybe part of my personality, and I can't be without doing anything for a moment. So I phoned Kurt and he helped me without asking anything, to reunite everybody and give them instructions. None knows what's going on actually. I'm not sure at all too'-Her voice was a little faltering, but her eyes had a special beautiful bright.
-'I don't know you for more than a year, and you have changed my life more than people who's been on it for ages. Since minute one you've been totally honest with me, and I think it's time to learn one of the million things you teach me, and be honest with everyone too, you deserve it. I'm not good at speaking, as you all can see, so that's why I'm going to sing today, once again. Hope you like'
She moved to a side of the stage to take a guitar and returned to her point. She put the microphone on a stick, and sat down on a high chair. She took the guitar with his arms and started playing it. My brain couldn't take too much information.
I might never be your knight in shining armor
I might never be the one you take home to mother
And I might never be the one who brings you flowers
But I can be the one, be the one tonight
When I first saw you
From across the room
I could tell that you were curious, oh, yeah
Girl, I hope you're sure
What you're looking for
'Cause I'm not good at making promises
She kept smiling and looking at me the whole song, and I started to realize what was going on. She was singing in front of everybody about me, about us. All I could think, watching her over the stage where last time we'd loved each other, how lucky I was
But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms
And if you like having secret little rendezvous
If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do
Baby, I'm perfect
Baby, I'm perfect for you
And if you like midnight driving with the windows down
And if you like going places we can't even pronounce
If you like to do whatever you've been dreaming about
Baby, you're perfect
Baby, you're perfect
So let's start right now
I might never be the hand you put your heart in
Or the arms that hold you any time you want them
But that don't mean that we can't live here in the moment
'Cause I can be the one you love from time to time
When I first saw you
From across the room
I could tell that you were curious, oh, yeah
Girl, I hope you're sure
What you're looking for
'Cause I'm not good at making promises
But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms
And if you like having secret little rendezvous
If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do
Baby, I'm perfect
Baby, I'm perfect for you
And if you like midnight driving with the windows down
And if you like going places we can't even pronounce
If you like to do whatever you've been dreaming about
Baby, you're perfect
Baby, you're perfect
So let's start right now
And if you like cameras flashing every time we go out oh, yeah
And if you're looking for someone to write your breakup songs about
Baby, I'm perfect
Baby, we're perfect
Silence. Everything was quiet, and Santana was trying to recover the breath. I noticed how I was trying really hard not to cry for emotion, it would be really a mess if I started to cry. She did it. She broke the limits, she told everyone I care about, with a song but It was everything done.
-'So'-She continued standing up and putting the guitar to a side-'I know that everybody is wondering what the hell I'm doing. Maybe most of you even didn't know that I had feelings, but I do. Maybe I didn't know it too, until I met Brittany, I think it's time for you to know'-She took another couple of minutes to breath.-'It was September, when I first saw Brittany on the stage, and something hit my life. I tried to ignore it, but the more I ignored it, the more I noticed how I was changing inside. I was afraid, and I made her be someone who isn't…'-She started to walk to the side of the stage, and she came down for a little stairs.-'I'm never thought that I could have feelings like that for anyone, even less for a girl, but I do, and she doesn't deserve to hide them, for me being a coward'-She walked to my chair and I stood up immediately. My legs were shacking a lot. I couldn't believe what was going on. She was telling, we were free and I hoped that everybody accepted us. She arrived and offered me her hand kindly, and I squeezed it softly-'So, I made this to everyone know, five months lately. I'm dating Brittany, I'm…in love with her, and everyone who doesn't accept it's free to tell, but… I don't really care'-She winked and wide smiled-'Happy Saint Valentines day'-She whispered.
I forgot about everyone and I pounced on her, kissing her lips hard with the emotion. She hum into the Kiss and smiled. The first applause was quick, and then everyone followed. Lights went on and everyone came around us to give a hug to both of us, but mostly Santana. I was really proud of her. She became the brave Latina I knew she was. Everybody started to talk at the same time, but everyone was speaking about how proud and happy they were about us.
-'LET'S GET THE PARTY STARTED!'-Kurt shouted from the stage, playing on the music and winking at me. I nodded in thankful, he was amazing.
The night ended really late, and people started to leave pretty drunk. We spent an amazing time, we danced, laughed, drank and had fun as hell. It was great when we were together. I was specially happy for what Santana had done, and even when she was still weird being affectionate with me around everybody, she was super cute with me that night. She kissed me a lot, and everybody joked about me changing 'the beast', but she didn't even bothered, she knew that I wasn't changing anything, I loved her for what she was.
When everybody left, we did it too, walking to home. I was surprised for Santana not killing me, because I couldn't stop speaking, and thanking her about everything. All she did was smile and laugh, she was really happy too, so she forgave me.
-'You said that you had a surprise'-She said provocative, when we arrived to the porch
-'Oh! Sure! Wait in here'- I opened the door and closed it behind me quickly. I ran to the bedroom to check that everything was as I left it, and lighted some candles. Perfect. I caught a piece of fabric and ran to the door again. Santana was rested don the frame, curious, waiting for me.
-'Turn around'-She accepted without asking and I bandaged her eyes.
-'Brit…'
-'Shh…it's worth it'
I guided her for all over the house to distract her and I took her finally to the bedroom. It smelled like cinnamon because of the candles, I knew that she liked it, and sat her at the side of the bed. As soon as I let her free she moved her hands to touch the bed.
-'You're kidding'-She jumped a little to prove it and she took off her bandage. She opened her mouth jumping on the edge of the bed-'Oh my god, Brit what have you done?'
-'I could ask the same after tonight! Do you like it?'- She stopped for a minute and jumped to where I was happily
-'Are you kidding? It's great! At least we have a bed. I mean, we are going to have more space, what I don't know if I like but we're going to rest properly!'-She took my hands and throw me to the bed. I jiggled at the sound and she jumped over me. Instead of the Kiss I was waiting desperately, she moved the hair I had all over my face.-'I owed you so much'
I rolled my eyes
-'Don't be stupid'-And attached her to me catching the collar of her leather jacket tightly with my hands. I kissed her sensually, ready to use the bed for the first time. But she moved a little and left the Kiss.
-'Wait, I have another surprise'
I was shocked. Another one? It couldn't be any better so…
-'You really don't know me if you think that I wasn't going to research about why you don't like Valentines day'
Damn it. She knew then.
-'So I went to school files and figured it out'-She stood up and put her hand on my face kindly.-'knowing you, probably you don't want to celebrate your birthday because you've been alone all these years'-She did know me really well.-'But it's different now, you have me, so, special moments like this, deserve a celebration' She started walking and left the room, with the door open. She continued talking from outside out loud.
-'You probably noticed me really weird lately, but that's because I wanted this to be special'. I heard a lot of noise outside, and I felt tempted to look but I kept on my place waiting for her. It only lasted a couple of minutes, when a huge blue box appeared over Santana in the room.
-'Hope you like this, it explains a lot, you'll see'
She gave me the huge box, and a strange noise came inside of it. It weighted a hole lot, and I didn't wait a second to open it. When I moved the cover, a beautiful brown hairy cat came outside. It was perfect! I really loved cats, in fact I had one when I was little and it was just exactly this one. The cat automatically rubbed against me softly and meow.
-'Oh my god Santana! It's amazing!-I jumped to hug her. Then I realized.-'It's that because you have your arm like that?'
-'Booyah! I hope that we get on better, because he doesn't like me…but it was the only one who looked like the one you had…''
-'How did you know?''
-'Photographs'-She smiled proudly. Okay. Confirmed. I couldn't be luckier.-'How are you going to name it?'
The cat made a violent meow and jumped looking for my affection. Santana rolled her yes. I hoped that neither of them get jealous of each other!
-'Lord tubbington'-I said with any doubt, and Santana laughed'
-'Lord tubbington then'- She said, touching her arm.
I let lord tubs on the floor and he walked slowly to a corner where he lay. And I caught Santana for the hips.
-'Come here, I'm going to heal you'- I smiled, and we both let each other felt on the bed. What an amazing feeling
So, I'm trying to update as soon as possible, but I'm kind of having a really stressfull month, so I'm doing it as soon as possible! Hope you like, thanks for the support! Ask whatever you want, I'll be happy to answer! Love u
Oh, the song, it's perfect from one direction, but I write the fic thinking in the cover from the chanel paola elizabeth, go and check it