santana lopez imagines (x reader)

finally together (rewrite)

"hey britt britt" santana said strolling into the school building.

"hey tana"

furrowing her eyebrows santana pulled out her phone to show brittany her messages, "have you seen y/n? i've been texting her and she hasn't responded."

as soon as santana said that brittanys face lite up a bright red in nervousness, struggling to find words brittany just sprinted away ignoring the protests from behind her.

"what the hell is wrong with her?" santana asked. turning to walk away to her class.

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later in the day...

sitting in biology you watched as the clock ticked. the only thing on your mind was santana. you hoped she wouldn't show but it would be no point. you couldn't escape her. you would be forced to talk to her. letting out a breath that you didn't even know you were holding, the clock struck 3:00. time for glee club. decided that ignoring the latina would do nobody any good, you finally decided to talk to her. running out of the classroom to find santana, said girl bumped right into you. acting as if nothing was wrong you smiled and pat her shoulder.

"hey lopez!" you said. though there was built up tension you held a smile on your face.

"y/l/n, are you alright?" she asked, analyzing your face. "you didn't answer my text last night, and i haven't seen you today. 'did someone hurt you?' 'do i have to kill them?'" santana rambled, shouting multiple questions.

you quickly grabbed her hand and stroked it, calming her, "i'm fine love, i'm sorry for not answering your message, it won't happen again"

linking pinkies you and santana skipped down the hallway, walking into the room where glee club was held.

you and santana looked at eachother silently questioning where everyone. you both pulled out your phones to check the time to make sure you weren't late. but you weren't.. it was three o clock. the same time that glee club always starts. hearing the doors slam and lock behind you, you turned around and noticed multiple glee members.

jiggling one of the door knobs as santana jiggled the other, you both laughed. "very funny guys, now open the door"

"no"

"no- no?" santana pursed her lips. she hated the word no, and hearing it in this situation made it worst.

britt having enough of their games slammed her hand on the door and shook her head, "no, you two have a lot of talking to do that you keep avoiding. so talk now. when your done call me."

you turned to santana noticing she was already staring back. you walked over to the piano and she sat beside you. you sat in an uncomfortable silence not really knowing how to start the conversation.

"so what are we supposed to be talking about?" you asked, ending eye contact looking around the room.

santana frowned, getting up from her seat she got in your face, "maybe we should talk about why you keep avoiding me."

you contemplated on whether it was the right time to say what you've been wanting to say for the longest time. sitting in complete silence again, santana tapped your shoulder. you shrugged deciding to talk to her. "or maybe we should should talk about how you left me hanging"

"i didn't leave you hanging y/n what are you talking about" santana asked.

taking a deep breath you turned to her, "are we just choosing to forget that i told you i loved you and you just left my house without saying anything?"

"y/n-" santana started, you cut her off by putting your hand up, "no santana.. you don't understand. that was fucking painful. do you even know why i've been avoiding your messages and calls?"

santana shook her head no despite knowing exactly what you were talking about.

"that's the exact problem santana" you groaned. santana frowned at the use of her full name realizing you were actually upset. "i told you i loved you and you left without saying anything. how the hell was i supposed to feel?  you could have at least said you didn't love me back. it would have hurt way less. but no you left me standing there, tears rushing down my face. if you didn't like me you could have just said that. instead you took the rude approach and" cutting you off santana pressed her soft lips to yours.

disconnecting the kiss you sat there with your foreheads pressed together as you took slow breaths. santana was the first to speak up, "i've been wanting to do that for so long." taking as though you were silent she decided to continue. "listen bub, i completely understand that your upset with me... shit i would be too but i swear i was just in shock. like seriously you can ask britt. i've been in love with you since we met in sixth grade. and i just didn't know how to say it and i'm just so-" you cut the girl off once more by placing your finger over the brunettes lips "just kiss me damnit."

you two pressed your lips together to form what seemed like a missing piece to a puzzle. you felt butterflies through your whole body as your lips moved fluently.

pulling away only to breath you put your head on santana's shoulder, "i love you sanny"

"i love you way more baby girl" santana whispered with a smile.

brittany then bust through the door "YES, my favorite unicorns are finally happy again"

"yes britt." you started, taking santana's hand into your own, "yes we are." santana finished.