The Sound of Silence
Chapter 4
A/N: Wow last chapter got amazing reviews! You guys are all so awesome! (:
Not sure how I feel about this chapter, but I guess I will let you guys decide! I guess you could say it's kind of a fill chapter.
Brittany opens her eyes and immediately regrets it. She closes them back and lets out a groan at the pounding in her head. She breaths in deeply through her nose and rolls over onto her stomach, burying her face into her pillow.
She tries her best to fall back asleep, but it's too late. She is awake and she feels like crap. She also has to pee and get some water because her mouth feels like she just ate a bunch of cotton.
Ungracefully, she rolls out of bed and stumbles into her bathroom. After she is done she washes her hands and looks in the mirror at herself. She looks just as bad as she feels which just reminds her of how bad she actually does feel. She really needs to start drinking more water while she drinks and before she goes to bed.
She walks downstairs into the kitchen and pours herself a glass of water. However, that was a bad idea and she should have known better. When she has a hangover she is normally nauseous and when she is nauseous, water usually just makes it 10 times worse.
She grabs a bottle of gatorade out of the fridge and quickly downs about half of it.
After she takes some medicine, she walks back into her bathroom, strongly feeling the need to brush her teeth. Not that she doesn't brush them every morning. But she has an awful taste in her mouth from the mixture of alcohol, cigarettes and weed from last night.
As she is standing at the counter brushing her teeth, her mind starts to wander back to last night. She remembers that she went over to Santana's and the thought alone makes her grin. She honestly can't believe she just up and went like that, especially since it was after 12. She just hopes that Santana isn't angry with her. She hadn't seemed mad last night, but she could have been hiding her frustrations. Not that she could even voice them anyway.
The thought makes Brittany panic a bit. She really doesn't want Santana to be annoyed with her and especially not mad at her. So she finishes brushing her teeth and walks back into her bedroom.
Grabbing her cell phone, she slides the unlock screen opened and sees that her and Santana's conversation from last night is still open. She quickly texts out her message, the worry slowly rising within her.
Sent (1:43 p.m) Good Morning (:
It's simple but she doesn't want to just send her a text asking her if she is mad at her. This is a good test to see if she even texts her back. And if she does, Brittany is hoping she can get a read on her and see if she seems annoyed or angry.
Santana (1:44 p.m) Don't you mean good afternoon? ;p
Brittany smiles and looks at the time for the first time. She realizes it's almost two o clock and she feels a little silly for saying morning. Then she feels dumb for feeling embarrassed. She used to never get embarrassed, especially by something silly like this.
Sent: (1:45 p.m) Right sorry. Look, I want to apologize for last night. If I did or said anything that made you uncomfortable then I'm sorry. I'd had a few drinks at the party.
She hesitates briefly before sending it, but then just decides to do it. Santana doesn't seem upset at her, but she still feels the need to apologize. She knows how shy Santana is and how anxious she can get. She just really doesn't want Santana to ever feel uncomfortable around her or feel like she can't be around her anymore.
Santana lets out a sigh as she reads over the text message. She'd figured that Brittany was drunk last night when she came over, but she'd hoped that it wasn't the case. Because that means her actions were just spurred on by alcohol. Now any hope that Santana had of Brittany liking her was out the window.
Sent (1:47 p.m) You didn't make me uncomfortable.
She'd almost added in the message, I liked seeing you. However, her anxiety kicked in and she erased the last few words. She'd basically said those words to Brittany last night, but Brittany had said it and she was also under the influence.
Brittany (1:48 p.m) Good because I was afraid you'd be mad at me.
Santana frowns, but then she grins again. Brittany was worried that she'd be angry. Brittany doesn't normally care what people think of her or if she pisses someone off. So the fact that she'd been worried about it, makes Santana feel all giddy. But she bites down on her lip trying to hide her smile because she is sitting next to her brother on the couch.
Sent (1:48 p.m) Of course not, I liked seeing you.
She's not as afraid to sent it this time because she feels the need to reassure Brittany that she wasn't mad at her for coming over last night. And also because she'd said it last night and Brittany apparently still wants to talk to her. That's got to mean she didn't freak her out right?
"Are you texting Brittany?" Manny asks snapping her from her little daze. She looks up at him and he is smiling widely at her. She rolls her eyes and just nods, directing her attention back to her phone where she sees the three little dots pop up which mean Brittany is texting her.
She feels the couch move and she side eyes Manny only to see him scooting closer to her.
"Are you guys like together?" He asks curiously, she smile not fading.
Santana's head snaps up and she shakes her head, "NO Manny!" She says giving him a glare.
Manny smirks and raises his hands up in defense. "Well have you told her that you like her?" He asks curiously.
Santana sighs and just shakes her head. "I can't," She says, her voice full of defeat. "She doesn't like me anyway." She adds just as sadly.
"You don't know that." He says matter of fact.
Rolling her eyes, Santana looks back up at her brother. "I do." She informs him, although she doesn't really. She thinks that she knows, but she can't be positive, because of course she hasn't asked. "She's beautiful, outgoing and so care free. She doesn't care what anyone thinks of her and she does whatever she wants, not letting anyone get in her way." Santana explains, and Manny just slowly nods, not really seeing what it has to do with anything. "She doesn't want someone like me." She finishes as if it's obvious.
Manny sighs and scoots even closer to her, putting his arm around her. "Don't be so hard on yourself." He says a little frustrated. He hates on Santana is always so down on herself. "You're beautiful too." He says gently with a smile and Santana just rolls her eyes. "You are." He emphasizes. "You're also smart and fun to be around. Why wouldn't she like you?" He asks sincerely.
Santana just sighs again and pulls away from her brother, feeling her phone vibrate in her lap. She appreciates his words, but he is her brother. It's different coming from him and coming from someone you have a crush on.
"Tell her to come over. I want to meet her." Manny says, and Santana can only roll her eyes again. Her brother would probably embarrass the crap out of her if Brittany was to come over while he was home.
Brittany (1:51 p.m) I already want to see you again lol
Santana blushes at the message and angles her phone, making sure that Manny can't see it. He doesn't really seem to be paying attention to her anymore though. He has his eyes back on the TV that is playing some football game. One team is orange and one team is red, that is about all Santana knows.
She bites down on her lip, deciding what to text back. She really wants to see Brittany too. She glances over at her brother, his words echoing in her head. Should she invite her over? She really wants too and she can probably make sure that Manny doesn't get much time with her so she can't be too embarrassed. But would Brittany even want to come over? Well, she did say she wants to see her again.
Santana lets out a huff and decides to stop arguing with herself and just ask. If she says no then she says no. No big deal right?
Sent (1:52 p.m) Do you want to come watch a movie or something?
She feels like her heart is about to thump out of her chest and she can feel her palms getting sweaty. She shouldn't be getting so worked up though. It's just a question, it's not like she asked her to marry her or something.
Oh, that thought didn't help her anxiety.
It's only been about 30 seconds since she sent the message but it feels like an eternity to her. Her fingers start tapping anxiously against her knee and she glances over at Manny to make sure that she hadn't caught his attention. Thankfully, she hasn't and he looks very invested in the game.
Finally after a century, Brittany texts back.
She almost doesn't want to open it up, but then at the same time, she can't stop herself.
Brittany (1:53 p.m) I'd like to, but I'm not sure how much fun I'd be today. ):
Santana releases the breath she'd been holding and frowns. She feels dumb, because her heart has a sinking feeling but nothing had really even happened. So Brittany said no? It's not the end of the world and it's not like she doesn't want to talk to her anymore.
But it's still disappointing.
She starts to type a message in response but then another one from Brittany pops up.
Brittany (1:53 p.m) Can I come over tomorrow?
Just as fast as the sinking feeling had appeared it disappears. Instead, her heart feels 10 times lighter and like it is fluttering around in her chest. She can't help but grin, not even caring if Manny sees her.
Sent (1:54 p.m) Tomorrow is good (: You should drink some pickle juice. It helps with hangovers.
Santana lets out a content sigh and leans back into the couch, the smile still on her face. But then it hits her.
Brittany's coming over.
Suddenly, all she feels is nerves and her heart continues racing, but in a different way now. The panic is rising up inside of her and she swallows hard. She's never had anyone come over before. Other than Tina, but they really only study. She's only been over a couple of times to just hang out, and that was different. She'd known Tina for awhile at that point and she also didn't have a crush on Tina.
"What's wrong?" Manny asks looking at her sister in concern. "You're face is really pale." He states bringing a hand up to her forehead.
Santana shakes her head, snapping herself from her daze and looks over at him. She pushes his hand away from her and inhales deeply. "I…" She says, but then stops. She can't even say it. "I-I-I invited B-Brittany over." She says, her eyes widening in fear.
A grin creeps up on Manny's face, replacing the worried frown. "Really when?" He asks, excited.
"Tomorrow," Santana says, still just staring, unblinking. "I-I don't…" She says, fumbling over her words. "I don't…I don't k-know why I d-did that." She says looking at her brother in complete worry.
Manny chuckles and shakes his head. "Don't worry," He says, placing an arm around her, completely amused by the situation. "You guys are just friends right?" He asks and she just nods her head. "It's not even a big deal, she'll come over and you guys will watch TV or a movie and gossip or whatever it is you girls do." he says with a small shrug. "Tina comes over here all of the time." He adds matter of fact.
Santana opens her mouth to speak, but then just closes it. She does this a couple of times, before shaking her head, trying to wrap her head around what has just happened.
Then her phone vibrates in her lap.
Brittany: (1:56 p.m) Pickle juice? Gross lol
Santana chuckles, momentarily forgetting her dilemma and she quickly texts Brittany back.
Sent (1:57 p.m) The vinegar and salt in it helps rehydrate you. When you have a hangover it's because your body is extremely dehydrated and so when you drink pickle juice it gives your body a blast of sodium and provides a buildup of water in your body.
Santana hits send and then winces, wishing she could cancel it or take it back. She feels like a complete nerd now. She basically just gave Brittany a lecture and taught her some useless information that she doesn't even care about. God, she'll probably never want to talk to her again. How could Manny say that she is fun. She isn't fun, she is boring and lectures people or gives out random trivia when nobody else cares.
She lets out a sigh and drops her head back down on the couch just as her phone goes off again.
Brittany (1:57 p.m) I'll give it a try. Thanks Doctor Lopez (;
Blushing, Santana can't stop herself from giggling. But now she doesn't know what to say in response, which makes her frown. She wants to continue talking to Brittany but she isn't sure what to say to her. Should she start up a new conversation or just leave it alone. Do you say bye when you're texting or just stop? You don't say bye right?
She obviously never texts people.
Sent (1:58 p.m) You're welcome (:
She wants to say more, but she isn't really sure what to say so she keeps it simple. Simple is safer anyway. She won't embarrass herself this way.
She leans back on the couch again and remembers that Brittany is coming over to hang out tomorrow. She gets nervous all over again and lets out a groan. "It's really not a big deal," Manny says with an amused chuckle.
Santana sighs and looks over at her brother. "I-I've never hung out with anyone b-before." She tells him. "I d-don't know how to d-do that." She admits, getting worked up.
Manny smiles sympathetically at her. He's still amused, but he knows how stressed out his sister is and he feels bad for her. "Well there isn't anything you have to really do." He informs her with a shrug. "Did you guys agree to do something specific or did you just ask her to come over?"
"I asked her to watch a movie."
He nods his head, "So you guys pick out a movie, eat some popcorn and watch it." He says as if it is the most simple thing in the world. And well, to him it is. For Santana, that is another story. "Just be yourself. Obviously she likes you if she agreed to come over." He says matter of fact. "You don't need to convince her to like you or want to be your friend or whatever. Just hang out and be yourself, it'll be fine." He assures her.
Santana nods her head, but still feels nervous. She knows that he is right, but now she has a whole new problem. What movie should they watch? What kind of movies does Brittany like? Santana doesn't even really have any movies. At least not anything that Brittany will probably like.
Brittany: (2:00 p.m) I'm going to take a hot bath and then try and take a nap. I'll text you later (:
Santana is a bit disappointed that their conversation is over, but she likes that Brittany let her know she wasn't going to be able to talk right now. Instead of just not texting back.
Santana (2:00 p.m) Okay, feel better (:
o0o0o
A couple of hours later Maribel comes down the stairs, just waking up. She'd been called into work during the middle of the night, only an hour after Brittany had left. And she didn't get back home until a little after 9 this morning.
"Hey guys," She greets both of her kids that are still sitting on the couch.
Santana puts the book down that she'd been reading and smiles up at her mom. "Hi," She greets back and Maribel places her hand gently on Santana's cheek and smiles down at her.
"Did you sleep okay the rest of the night?" She asks concerned.
Santana smiles at her mom and nods her head, reassuring her and Maribel nods. She leans down and places a kiss on Santana's head before walking into the kitchen.
"What do you mean? Did you have a nightmare?" Manny asks, turning to his sister. The worry is etched deeply into his features as he stares at her with furrowed brows and a frown.
Shaking her head, she gives him a reassuring smile. "No, I j-just couldn't sleep so mom m-made me some warm milk." She says with a shrug. She turns her attention back down to her book but can sense Manny still eying her.
"Are you lying?" He asks skeptically and a little shocked.
She looks back over at him and sees him searching her face. He almost looks like he is inspecting her and it makes her a bit uncomfortable. It's like he can see right through her. "N-no," She says, shaking her head again.
She tries not to let the worry show on her face. She is lying and she really doesn't want him catching her in a lie. She doesn't like lying to them even if it is something dumb like this. She was just afraid that her mom would be mad that Brittany came over so late.
"You know if you had a nightmare you can tell us. You should tell us." He says with a frown. "You haven't had any in awhile have you?"
Santana shakes her head, feeling a bit relieved now. He thinks she is just lying about having a nightmare. Not that it's anything else. "I d-didn't have one, I promise." She says looking directly into his eyes. This isn't a lie, so she feels more confident in saying it.
He continues eying her for a brief moment, but then nods his head accepting her answer.
Santana lets out a relieved breath as he goes back to flipping through the television shows. She gets up off the couch and walks into the kitchen where her mom is eating a cup of yogurt.
"Mom?" Santana asks quietly.
Maribel looks up at Santana and can see the nerves that are so obviously taking over Santana. It confuses her and she looks at her daughter concerned. "What is it?"
Santana fiddles with her hands a bit and hesitates before speaking. "C-can we go to the s-store?"
Maribel gives her daughter a curious look. "For what?" She asks slowly. Santana still looks extremely nervous and it's really confusing Maribel.
Santana licks her lips and continues fiddling with her hands. She doesn't know why she is so nervous to ask her mother to take her to the store. Well, it's because she has to tell her why needs to go and that Brittany is going to be coming over. She just doesn't want her mom to make a big deal out of it. She's pretty sure that Manny has told her about Brittany by now and her mom can get a little too enthusiastic sometimes.
"I want to get a movie," She says softly. "I'm going to have a f-friend come over t-tomorrow." She adds, knowing that her mother would then ask why she wants to get a movie. Santana has never really been one to watch movies, so she knows that her mom will be suspicious as to why she wants to get one.
Maribel nods her head and stands up from her stool at the island. "Tina?" She asks, walking over to the trash can to throw her yogurt cup away.
Santana shakes her head when her mom turns back around towards her. "No," She says simply and Maribel gives her a curious look, raising an eyebrow. "Brittany."
A smile slowly forms on her mother's lips and Santana huffs and rolls her eyes. Yup, Manny definitely told her.
"Sure, let me go get dressed really quick." She says with a smile, before gliding out of the kitchen.
o0o0o
Santana races around her room, making sure everything is picked up and put away. Her room isn't even close to being messy, but she still feels the need to straighten everything and make sure it's all in it's place. She even vacuum's and dusts.
"It smells like lemons in here." Maribel says with a smirk walking into her daughters room.
Santana whips around to face her mother, towel and cleaning product in hand. "Does it smell b-bad?" She asks worriedly. "I have some Fabreeze and she w-won't be here for another hour." Santana rambles, hoping that her room doesn't smell too clean. Like a hospital or something. Nobody likes the way hospitals smell.
Maribel laughs and shakes her head, "I think it'll be fine," she assures her, making her way fully into her daughter's bedroom. She sits down on Santana's bed and watches as she goes back to scrubbing her desk with wood cleaner. "I have to go to work for a few hours," Maribel informs her daughter.
"Okay," Santana says distractedly, not looking back at her mother.
"Manny will be here," She continues and Santana just once again nods, not really giving her mother her full attention. "I want you to leave your bedroom door open." She instructs, and this makes Santana pause.
She turns around with wide eyes and red cheeks. "Mom!" She just about screeches, completely embarrassed. "We're j-just friends!" She shouts annoyed.
Maribel chuckles at her daughters embarrassment. "Right, well still." She says with a shrug. "Just to be sure."
Santana rolls her eyes and turns back to her cleaning. "D-don't say stuff like that when she is h-here." She says sternly.
"Well, you're in luck because as I said, I'll be at work." She reminds the girl. "But Manny will be here, and he is worse than I am, so be on your best behavior." Maribel says, standing up from the bed.
Santana sighs loudly and groans a little making her mother just laugh again.
"I love you and I'll be back later tonight." She says walking towards the door.
"Love you too," Santana mumbles, still annoyed with her mom.
o0o0o
Brittany stands in front of Santana's front door, hesitating to knock. She's feeling nervous and a bit anxious and it's a really annoying feeling. A feeling that she definitely isn't used to and one she'd rather not have to get used to.
Rolling her eyes at herself, she reaches out and knocks quickly on the red door. She inhales deeply as she waits and adjusts her leather jacket over her blue V-neck.
It doesn't take long and she hears the door unlocking and then open. She is relieved to see Santana on the other side and not one of her parents. She's never done well with other people's parents. Except Quinn but that is only because she's known her since she was little and because her mom doesn't dislike anyone. "Hey," She greets the girl with a grin.
Santana grins back widely, the smile reaching her big brown eyes that sparkle back at Brittany. She opens the door wider and motions with her hand for Brittany to come inside.
Brittany of course walks right inside and looks around while Santana shuts the door behind them. She spots a boy sitting on the couch in the living room watching a football game. She assumes he is Santana's brother because he looks just like her and is way too young to be her father.
She feels a tugging on her hand and directs her attention back to Santana who nods her head towards the stairs. Brittany smiles and nods her head as well, taking a step towards the staircase, following Santana.
"Hey, you aren't even going to introduce me?" Manny's voice echoes from in the living room.
Santana sighs and stops midway up the stairs. She turns around and sees Manny staring up at them with a huge smile on his face, still sitting on the couch.
Biting her lip, Santana hesitantly walks back down the stairs and leads Brittany into the living room, where Manny stands up from the couch. "I'm Manny," He introduces, extending his hand out.
Brittany smiles and places her hand in his, "Brittany," She returns as he brings her hand up to his lips and kisses the back of it, making Santana roll her eyes.
Brittany just smiles at him and glances over his shoulder at the TV that he had been watching. "I was just watching this game before I came over here." She states, pointing over his shoulder at the TV.
Manny grins and turns to the TV. "Yeah?" He asks, glancing back at her. He sits back down on the couch and hits play on the remote, unpausing the game. "Who are you going for?"
"Patriots of course," She says as if it were obvious and Manny nods his head in approval. "Do you like football?" Brittany asks, turning her attention back to Santana.
"She hates it." Manny answers for her.
Santana glares at the back of his head and Brittany just smiles. "Well, how about we go watch that movie?" She suggests and Santana smiles and nods her head.
"What's the rush? There are only 8 minutes left of the game." Manny says, patting the spot on the couch next to him.
Santana frowns and folds her arms over her chest, pouting a bit.
It makes Brittany giggle and she looks at the girl adoringly. "That's okay, I'll see the highlights later." She says with a shrug. "And the game is basically over anyway. Pats are kicking ass." She adds with a smirk and Manny can't help but smirk as well and nod.
Brittany then grabs Santana's hand and tugs her back towards the stairs.
They walk into Santana's bedroom and Brittany takes the opportunity to look around again. She'd looked around the last time she was there, but not thoroughly and she was also drunk.
She walks over to Santana's dresser and looks at the photos in the frames sitting on top. She sees one with Santana and her brother squeezed into the frame, both with wide grins. They look exactly alike and it makes Brittany grin. "Are you and your brother close?" Brittany asks glancing over her shoulder at Santana.
Santana smiles and nods her head then walks to stand next to Brittany.
"Is this your mom?" Brittany asks, picking up another photo where an older woman is standing behind Santana with her arms wrapped around her. "You guys all look so much alike." She notes after Santana had nodded her head to confirm it was her mother.
"What about your dad?" Brittany asks, casually placing the photo back down on the dresser.
She senses Santana tense next to her and she turns to look at her. "I'm sorry," Brittany says quickly taking in Santana's deep frown. "I'm sorry, I should have just assumed since you didn't have photos…" She starts to ramble, but decides to stop before she says anything else that she shouldn't.
Santana shakes her head quickly and gives Brittany a small smile, reassuring her that she isn't mad at her for asking.
"How about that movie?" Brittany asks, changing the subject.
Santana smiles and nods her head. She walks over to her desk and holds up two different DVD's in redbox containers.
Brittany looks carefully at both movies, reading the titles. "Pitch Perfect for sure." She says with a nod. "It's like my favorite movie." She says making Santana nod and smile, placing the other movie back on the desk.
She puts the movie into the DVD player then walks over to her bed. Brittany is already settled against the headboard with her feet out in front of her. Santana carefully places herself on the bed next to her and mirrors her position, being careful not to touch her or sit too close. Not wanting to make her uncomfortable or anything.
She glances over at Brittany as she waits for the DVD menu to pop up and Brittany is just staring ahead at the TV. Her hands start fiddling in her lap and she feels like it takes forever for the Menu to pop up so that she can push play.
"Do you have popcorn?" Brittany suddenly asks as soon as the menu pops up.
Santana looks over at her and the blonde is looking at her expectantly. So she nods her head.
"You can't have a movie night without popcorn." She states, standing up from the bed.
Santana smiles and gets off the bed as well before walking out the door with Brittany following behind.
o0o0o
Pitch Perfect ends and the DVD menu pops back up, bringing both girls back into reality. Santana gets nervous again, not really knowing what to do now. Her anxiety had eased during the movie because all she had to do was sit quietly and watch. She didn't have to worry about talking or entertaining Brittany in any way. And since it was Brittany's favorite movie, it was even better.
Santana inhales through her nose and carefully climbs off the bed. She walks over to her TV and pulls the DVD out of the player, carefully putting it back in it's case.
"Hey, you think I could borrow one of your onesies?" Brittany asks, making Santana snap her head around to look at her. "I didn't wear proper clothing for a movie night," She says with a small laugh. "My jeans are getting a bit uncomfortable."
Santana just kind of stares at her still not really believing that she'd just asked that question. Brittany wants to wear one of her dorky onesies?
"I mean if you have like a thing where you don't like people wearing your clothes then I completely understand." Brittany says quickly, now feeling slightly dumb for asking. "It just looked really comfy," She admits with a bashful grin and a shrug.
Santana quickly shakes her head and stands up. She nods her head in the direction of her dresser, motioning for Brittany to come over. She opens up the middle drawer revealing a whole drawer of onesies for her to choose from.
"Wow," Brittany says with a grin. "You have a lot," She states and Santana nods, looking away shyly. "Think they'll fit me?" She asks a bit unsure, because she is a few inches taller than Santana. But Santana nods her head, letting her know that they'll fit. They're actually a bit big for Santana.
Brittany looks through the onesies until she finds one that she wants to wear. "Can I wear this one?" She asks holding a blue one up that has ducks and bubbles on it. "I like ducks." She admits with a chuckle.
Santana grins and nods her head. She then pulls out a purple one with monkeys on it for herself to wear. She walks over to her bathroom and opens the door, motioning to it and backs inside, signaling to Brittany that she'll change in there.
She gets changed and walks back out just in time to see Brittany just getting her arms into the onesie. Her stomach and bra is on full display and it makes Santana's eyes widen and her mouth open slightly. She hadn't even thought to make sure Brittany was dressed before she came out. She'd just assumed Brittany was going to wait for the bathroom.
Her face turns beat red and her heart starts thudding in her chest. Her eyes quickly fall down to the ground and she shifts uncomfortably.
"I was right, these are extremely comfortable." Brittany says, completely oblivious to Santana's embarrassment.
Santana swallows hard and slowly lifts her head back up, her eyes finding Brittany. She lets out a relieved breath when she sees that Brittany is fully dressed this time. But then there is a part of her that wishes Brittany wasn't fully dressed. She quickly shakes those thoughts out of her head however.
The sight of Brittany in her onesie does something to Santana. She feels weird for feeling that way and she can't really even describe what exactly it does to her. But she likes it. She likes seeing Brittany in her onesie. It makes her feel all tingly inside.
Yeah, she's a freak.
"Can we make some more popcorn?" Brittany asks batting her lashes and smiling sweetly at Santana.
Santana glances over at the empty popcorn bowl and nods her head. She grabs the bowl and walks over to her door and out of her bedroom, Brittany following closely behind.
Santana gets the popcorn in the microwave and starts it up. She then walks over to the refrigerator and opens it up, motioning with her hand up and down letting Brittany know she can get something if she'd like. She grabs herself a can of Dr. Pepper before moving out of the way and letting Brittany pick something out.
She pulls herself up onto the kitchen island and watches as Brittany studies the fridge. A few seconds later she pulls out a snack sized Hershey bar and holds it up to Santana with a questioning look.
Santana nods her head letting Brittany know she can have it and Brittany grins widely.
She closes the fridge door and leans against the counter across from Santana. "Did you want one?" She then asks, looking up suddenly, feeling rude that she hadn't offered one to Santana. But it is her house and she could have gotten one if she wanted one.
Santana shakes her head and gives Brittany a kind smile.
"I kind of eat a lot." Brittany says bashfully, opening the wrapper to the candy bar. "Especially junk food."
Santana smiles widely and nods her head, already figuring that out. She'd already eaten two candy bars, half a bag of diorites and almost the entire bowl of popcorn on her own.
Brittany lets out a playful gasp and looks offended, but it doesn't last long and she chuckles, scrunching her face up at Santana. She balls the wrapper up in her hand and tosses it at Santana, hitting her right on the nose.
Santana gasps and grabs the wrapper before it can fall onto the floor. She then goes to throw it back at Brittany but the blonde is suddenly right in front of her and grabbing her wrist.
Maribel walks into the kitchen after coming home from work and spots Santana and Brittany, both dressed in Santana's onesies.
Santana is sitting on the island of the counter and Brittany is standing directly in front of her with a candy bar hanging out of her mouth and both her hands wrapped around Santana's wrists.
"Dwop it," Brittany mumbles around the chocolate, trying to sound firm but she just ends up laughing as Santana shakes her head stubbornly. "Dwop it," She says again, shaking Santana's left hand that holds a wrapper.
Maribel raises a brow and fully enters the kitchen, "Hey girls," she greets, setting her purse down on the island. She eyes them both curiously and a bit amused as Brittany quickly lets go of Santana and takes a step backwards.
Santana looks over at her mother, her face a light shade of pink.
"Hi Miss Lopez." Brittany greets, standing up straight and pulling the candy out of her mouth.
Maribel smiles over at the blonde, "Maribel." She says and Brittany just nods obediently. " and you must be Brittany," She states with a grin.
"Yes," Brittany says, nodding her head.
"It's very nice to meet you." Maribel says warmly making Brittany smile in response. "What are you girls up to?" She asks, glancing between both of them.
Santana points over to the microwave which Maribel just now notices is on and popping popcorn, making her nod. She walks around to the freezer and grabs a microwavable dinner out, not having had time to eat dinner yet.
"Were the movies okay?" Maribel asks directing her attention over to Brittany. "We stood at the redbox machine for half an hour trying to pick some out." She says with a smirk, looking over at Santana, who's eyes once again widen in embarrassment.
Brittany lets out a giggle and nods, "Pitch Perfect is one of my favorite movies." She says matter of fact. "And who doesn't like the dark night?" She asks with a grin, referring to the second movie that Santana picked out.
"PItch Perfect is Santana's favorite as well." Maribel notes, nodding her head. "And she loves anything with a super hero in it." She adds rolling her eyes but chuckling.
"Super heros are awesome." Brittany says matter of fact just before the microwave beeps.
Santana hops off the counter and carefully pulls the bag out, tossing it onto the counter before it burns her fingers. Brittany grabs the bowl and places it in front of Santana as the Latina opens the bag.
"Have fun girls, it was nice meeting you Brittany," Maribel shouts as the two exit the kitchen.
"You too!" Brittany replies back, turning around and walking backwards so that she is looking at Maribel as she speaks to her.
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About halfway through the movie, Santana is startled from her trance on the TV when she feels a weight on her shoulder. Frozen, her eyes slowly slide over and she sees Brittany's head resting on her shoulder.
It makes Santana swallow hard and she doesn't really know what to do. So she just stays frozen, her eyes sliding back over to the TV. Though, she isn't watching it anymore. All she can think about is the weight on her shoulder and the smell of something fruity invading her senses. It smells kind of like mangos or maybe pomegranate.
Yeah, definitely pomegranate.
It smells so amazing, it makes her close her eyes and inhale deeply. And the next thing she knows she feels Brittany's soft hair against her cheek.
Her eyes snap open and she realizes that her head is now resting on top of Brittany's. Her eyes widen and she freezes once again, trying to get a read on what Brittany is feeling or her reaction to it.
She doesn't seem to be affected as she continues watching the movie, her hand reaching into the popcorn bowl as if nothing had changed.
Santana smiles a bit at the fact that she hadn't completely freaked out. Her heart is still racing in her chest and her whole body is tingling, but she decides to leave her head there. She's anxious but weirdly enough she also feels extremely calm. It's confusing, feeling those two things at once, but it feels so good.
"I'm glad you invited me over." Brittany admits softly, making no attempt to move.
Santana smiles but then realizes that Brittany can't see her. So she nods her head against the top of Brittany's letting her know that she is glad as well.
Brittany seems to understand the message and she places a hand gently on Santana's leg giving it a small squeeze before using that same hand to reach for another handful of popcorn.
A/N: Let me know what you think as always! (: Also I got a lot of amazing ideas and suggestions for Santana's first words! I still haven't decided, so if you guys come up with anything else feel free to let me know! (:
Also if you have any other suggestions or random scenes, conversations anything that you'd like to see happen in this story let me know that as well! (:
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