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"Well this explains a lot." Kurt looks from me then to Santana and back to me. I wish I could crawl into a hole with Santana and stay there forever. It's not that I don't want Kurt and Blaine to know, but this isn't the way I planned on telling them. My eyes shift over to Santana. She looks like a lost puppy and all I want to do is hug her and tell her that everything will be okay.
"I...um..." My mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water.
Kurt looks at me seriously. "When were you going to tell us?" He asks. I look at Santana again and she nods her head as if saying that she's okay.
"Soon." I reply. "We agreed that we would tell all of you." I don't know if I should feel worried or relieved. On one hand now I can ask for their advice in how to come out, but on the other, Kurt might feel like Santana is a bad person because she's popular.
It's Blaine who speaks this time. "Who else knows?"
"Quinn and Rachel."
Kurt gasps. "You told Rachel before you told me?" I smile to myself when he says this.
"No she found out before everyone."
Santana still looks the same as she did a few minutes ago. I move closer to her and grab her hand, lacing our fingers together. "Are you okay?" I ask in a hushed whisper. When her brown eyes finally meet mine, she gives me a soft smile and nods her head.
"I don't understand," Kurt begins, "Santana is in the house that constantly bullies us."
I clench my jaw. San squeezes my hand. "I've never thrown a slushie at any of you. I've never called you names. I'm not the one doing all of that. Just because I'm in that house doesn't mean I'm like them." Her voice breaks during the end.
"Yeah, but you've never tried to stop them." Kurt fires back and I want to yell at him for talking to Santana like this.
I hear her sigh. "I know." She replies sounding defeated, "But I plan on changing that." I raise my eyebrows at this. "I want to come out to everyone, not just your friends. I don't care if that means I'll be slushied or called names, I just want to be with you." I can't help the grin that takes over may face.
Blaine walks towards us. "Well I'm happy for you guys."
"Thanks." I say. Maybe he can convince Kurt that Santana isn't a bad person. "Kurt, can I talk to you?" I ask and point to the living room so we can talk privately. Blaine and Santana begin talking so I walk out with Kurt.
Once we're in the other room I sigh. "Look, I know you think Santana is like all the other girls from her house, but she's not. Trust me." My eyes search his face to see if he's changed his mind at all, but he still looks unconvinced. "Just give her a chance, please?"
A few moments pass. Kurt finally uncrosses his arms and rolls his eyes. "Fine." He groans. "But if she even thinks of hurting you then I swear to god I will go all drama queen on her." I laugh in response and get a smile from him.
"Thank you." I say hugging him.
My arms snake around Santana's waist as she walks up the stairs towards my room. "You don't have to tell everyone, you know?" I say quietly in her ear. We keep walking like this until we reach my door.
"I want to." She replies, but then a nervous look takes hold of her face, "I mean, only if you want to." I tell her yes and we go into my room. "I should probably go." Santana says.
Shaking my head, I grab her hand. "No you can stay here and sleep with me." It takes a second to process what I said, "Wait, not like sleep with me just... sleep with me..." I close my eyes tight and take a deep breath as Santana lets out a laugh.
"I know what you mean." She tells me, but then adds, "What if I want to sleep with you like that again?" My eyes widen and my mouth goes dry.
"I would be totally okay with that." I say, but it gets muffled at the end when Santana pulls me in for a kiss. They start of sweet and slow but soon become heated.
My back hits the wall as Santana's hands tug at my top, trying to remove it. I help her by lifting my arms up and she pulls it over my head. Her lips immediately latch onto my collar bone which draws a small moan from my throat. My fingers dip under her top and I trace them over her toned abs causing goose bumps to rise. My hands move upwards, pulling the top along with me until I reach her bra and cup her breasts over the thin material. Santana moans in my mouth which only edges me on more.
"Off." I whisper against her lips as I attempt to remove her top. It's quite hard considering how difficult it is to focus. Santana giggles when it gets caught around her head and we're forced to break apart.
Lifting her arms in the air, I take it off properly and we stare at each other for a second, grinning. "I love you so much." I say in a soft, dreamy tone. San leans in to capture my lips in hers. This kiss is slow and meaningful. When she kisses me like this it feels like she is breathing life into me.
"I love you," She tells me while placing soft kisses all over my face, "More than in can put into words." I kiss her again, harder this time. Santana puts her fingers in the belt loops of my jeans and drags me over to my bed. "We need to be quiet," She says in a hushed tone, "really quiet." I nod my head as she undoes the button and pulls my zipper down. Soon after my jeans are being thrown somewhere unknown in my room and I'm pulled onto the bed. I land with a loud 'oomph', but quickly begin leaving hot, wet kisses on San's neck making her shiver below me. My hands trail down her stomach and make quick work with her shorts, tearing them off and tossing them away. When I move my leg between hers, Santana bucks her hips up and grinds on my thigh. I can feel her wetness through her panties as she lets out small cries of pleasure. Her hands are suddenly on my back, removing my bra and before I know it, soft, hot lips are sucking on my breasts. My eyes roll to the back of my head. I briskly take off the rest of her clothes and soon enough we are both naked.
"You're so beautiful, Britt." Santana mumbles though kisses. Without warning, San flips us over and my back is pressed into the mattress. "Lift your legs up." She tells me and I do as she says, wrapping my legs around her waist. Gently, San lowers herself until her centre is directly over mine and I can feel the heat radiating from it. Santana give me another kiss then pushes down into me. I have to bite her shoulder so that I don't moan out too loud. San lets out small pants as we start rocking into each other, completely lost in pleasure. "Fuck." Santana hisses out, burying her head in the crook of my neck.
After a while our breathing becomes uneven and San moves faster causing me to clench my eyes shut. My legs tighten around her body and we moan each other's names out as we reach a high right after the other. "Wow." I breathe out feeling really tired now.
"That was amazing." She whispers, rolling off me and curling into my side. I reach down to pull the covers up.
"We should probably go to sleep." I say and Santana just drapes an arm over my stomach in response. My eyes start to get heavy and I'm dragged into a blissful sleep.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Groaning, I stick my hand out to silence the deafening sound that is my alarm. Unfortunately, I have to go to school today which means getting up early and just when I was having the most perfect dream.
My body suddenly tenses and an arm squeezes my waist, but I instantly relax when I realize it's just Santana.
Maybe that wasn't a dream...
"Hey," I whisper, not wanting to startle her, "Santana? We need to get up for school." I push a strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear. I can't stop the smile that takes hold of my face when I see how cute San looks. Grabbing my phone, I snap a quick picture of her, but me being me, I forget to take the flash of and a blinding light comes from my phone.
Santana groans and lifts her hand up to rub her eyes. "Did you just take a picture of me?" She asks, confused. San's morning voice is magical. I want to hear it over and over again.
"Maybe." I giggle back. "Come on, we need to go to school." Another groan.
Santana's eyes peek up at me. "Can't we just lay here forever?"
"I wish, but if we're not up in the next ten minutes, Rachel is gonna come in here to wake me up and I don't know about you, but I don't want anyone besides me seeing you naked." I lean over and give her a peck on the cheek before sitting up and throwing a baggy top on.
I hear Santana shuffling behind me. "Oh please, Rachel wishes she could see me like this." I chuckle in response. "I'm gonna go grab a shower back at my house. Meet back here for breakfast?" San asks.
"Sounds perfect."
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" I ask Santana as we're about to enter the kitchen were most of my friends are.
"It's now or never, right?" She replies. After getting a quick shower and changing, San and I decided that we should tell everyone now because they were all here. To be honest, I'm nervous. It's not that I don't think they won't accept us, but they might not accept Santana. After the way Kurt reacted, I'm a little on edge.
We walk in and everyone is chatting away. That soon stops when they see Santana and me.
"Santana," Mr Schue speaks first, "We weren't expecting you." I can See San's hands slightly shaking from the corner of my eye. Everyone on the room is staring at us... well mostly Santana with confused looks on their faces. Rachel is smiling at us as if telling us that it's okay.
Clearing my throat, I speak up for Santana, "Well we actually wanted to tell all of you something..." I rub the sweat from my hands on my jeans and squeeze my thumb. Now or never. I tell myself. "Santana and I are... um..."
"Girlfriends." She finishes from me. Nobody says anything. Complete silence.
And then Mercedes turns to Tina. "Pay up. I was right." Sighing, Tina pulls out $20 and hands it over.
"Wait, you knew?" I ask Mercedes.
She just shrugged her shoulders. "It was pretty obvious considering the other day." She says referring to when we were forced into the basement.
"I thought so too." It's Artie who says this and Sam agrees with him.
"Yeah and also, Rachel told me." Finn comments and Rachel nudges him in the stomach with her elbow.
I see Santana's eyebrows scrunch together. "So if most of you knew, why didn't you just confront us?" They all kinda look at each other.
"It wasn't our place to do so," Finn says, "If you were going to come out, it had to be on your own terms." I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. "We know Santana isn't a bad person, well Kurt doesn't agree, but the rest of us are happy for you guys." I grin.
"Thank you." Santana tells him and everyone goes back to talking. Grabbing two mugs, I sit down and pour some coffee out while I hear San and Mercedes laughing about something. I'm so happy right now. Everyone – excluding Kurt – is okay with our relationship. Now all we have to do is tell the rest of McKinley.
"So I guess you and Santana are pretty serious?" Quinn asks me as we walk to the Halls. Santana is a few meters in front of us and talking to Sam. I overhear him doing an impression and inwardly giggle. Breakfast went really well. Everyone actually really likes Santana and I couldn't be happier.
"Yeah," I reply, "I guess we are." We have also told them about coming out everybody else here. Most of my friends were shocked, but said they'd stand up for us if anyone gives us bother. "What about Puck?" I question.
Quinn's face instantly beams. "We're going out again soon!"
"That's great!" I say happily. "By the way, I think a girl's night is very much needed."
"Totally," Quinn hooks her arm through mine, "Maybe we could get all the girls to go this time." I nod my head and agree with her. It would be really fun if all the girls got together. "You should invite Santana!"
"Great, this is going to be awesome!"
Santana stops walking in front of us as we approach the door to the Halls. Turning to me, she holds out her hand which I take in mine. We have a silent conversation with our eyes and she gives me a soft smile telling me that she's ready.
School isn't as bad as I thought it would be. Yes, a few heads turned at the sight of Santana Lopez walking down the hall hand in hand with a loser, but no one has said anything to our faces...yet.
"Walk me to class?" Santana asks as I close my locker. It was our last period before lunch and we had different classes.
"Sure." I reply. "So Quinn and I our having a girl's night soon and all the girls – and Kurt – are going. Wanna go?"
Smirking, Santana says, "A girl's night? That sounds interesting." I laugh and roll my eyes at her. "I don't know. I mean, I don't think Kurt will want me there." She sighs. Kurt did say that he would give Santana a chance, but so far he's just given her the cold shoulder.
A pout forms on my lips. "But I want you there."
Santana grins. "Well now I have to go." We reach her class and wait beside the door. "I'll see you at lunch?"
"Okay." Her eyes glance around before leaning in and giving me a small kiss. I bit my lip to try and hold back the squeal of joy as she walks into her class.
I stroll in the other direction and head for class. There aren't many people left in the lockers as I pass them. Suddenly, I'm being pushed against the cold metal as Karofsky and his friends walk past me. "Dyke." They laugh at me and walk away. I clench my jaw. I don't care what they think of me, but it still hurts.
I walk off to class and try to forget about them.
Lunch comes quicker than I expected and before I know it Rachel, Quinn and I are in the lockers again waiting for Santana. We're talking about something – music, I think – but I lose interest when I see the girl we've been waiting for coming towards us.
"Hey." Santana calls over.
"Hi." She stops at her locker and puts in her combo. As we're about to leave, a guy in a Leatherman jacket leans against the lockers and rakes his eyes over Santana. I feel a pang of anger go through my body.
He puts his hands in his pockets and starts talking. "So Santana," He says and I already want to punch him. "I heard you're a lady lover now." Quinn and Rachel have gone silent and are listening to this jerk now. "Maybe you just need the right man to straighten you out."
"Maybe you need to back off." I growl at him.
He holds his hands up. "What are you, her girlfriend?"
I squeeze my thumb, already feeling my hands begin to tingle. "Actually, yes I am."
"What's going on here?" A voice says from behind me and I look to see Finn and Puck walking over to us. "Is this guy bothering you?" Puck asks the both of us.
When we don't reply Quinn tells them, "He's just being a jerk."
"Hey, I was just talking to Santana." The guy says as he reaches his hand out to touch her side. I immediately shoot forward and put my hands against his chest, pushing him away from her. He lets out a sharp yelp and that's when I see two burn marks on his top where my hands were. "Psycho." He cries out and turns to walk away.
I look down at my hands to see that they're red with heat. "Oops." Santana smiles at me while the rest giggle.
"Thank you." She whispers to me and stands on her toes to kiss my cheek. "Let's go to lunch, I'm starving." With that we all make our way to the cafeteria.
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