Chris's Pov
Well, suspension was fun, I'm surprised I'm not kicked out yet. The others won Regionals and collected the money for the trip. Mom has been well up my ass with the fights. Like I get her, don't get me wrong, but I'm just so mad lately.
And I don't even know why, well, maybe because Quinn is being Quinn. Santana is ignoring me, and Mr Shue is sleeping with my mom!!!
Walking into the choir room, I sit down next to Santana. "Hey." I soflty say but this girl is just ignoring me like Jesus what the fuck did I do wrong.
"San, come on, talk to me." I soflty say but again the cold shoulder. "You know what fuck this whole shit." I say as I stand up.
"Chris, take it easy."Mr Shue says, but I grab my backpack. "No, I'm done with this fucking club." I state before making my way out of the room.
Walking through the empty halls, I keep walking until I reach the field and make my way on the bleachers.
Sitting down, I put my headphones in and just start to scribble in my notebook again. Like what the fuck? She can't even say one word to me. I'm just over. It all the drama and the bullshit it's not worth my time anymore.
After missing well, I think two periods I see Santana walk over to me as I continue to scribble in my notebook.
Seeing her sit down next to me, I don't even look her way, now she wants to talk?
"Hey." She soflty says as she takes my earphones out. "Wow, found your tongue?" I bite her way as I keep scribbling.
"I-I'm sorry." Santana whispers, and I roll my eyes. She's barely said a word in weeks. "I've just been so confused lately." She continues, and I throw my pen down on the page.
"Yeah, well, you could have talked to me about it." I mumble, and I feel her take my hand.
"Chris?" Santana asks me in a tiny voice, and I release a deep breath before turning my head in her direction.
"Yes?" I say, but before I even know it, she lays her hand on my cheek and connects her lips against mine. Pulling away from her I think my jaw just hit the bottom of the bleachers.
"I-i uhm your gay?" I state and she just looks down. "I don't even know anymore, i-i always liked girls untill well you." Santana says and a frown makes its way on my face.
"So your a in the closet lesbian who fell for a guy? Now I'm confused." I say, and I see Santana get ready to stand up, but I take her hand and pull her back down.
"It's alright to be confused, Santana. I just wish you talked to me sooner." I say with a small smile as I look at the girl.
"I'm just so confused, Chris." Santana says, and I pull her closer to me as I wrap my arm around her shoulders.
"Can you like two people at the same time?" Santana asks me and I give her a shurg. "Well, some people are like in a three-way relationship. Just find out what you want and well what the others want." I say with a small smile.
"Well Britt is with fucking Stubbles McCripple-Pant." Santana says with well alot of frustration.
"And you have that whole drama with Quinn." She continues. "Well, I think you're pretty amazing." I say with a shurg.
Like yeah, Santana's amazing, and I always loved spending my time with her. So maybe give it a chance?
"What happens now?" Santana softly asks me as she leans more into my touch. "Well, it depends on you, your dating Sam, and well, I'm single." I say with a small smile as she looks up at me.

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FanfictionChristopher Ford or how people know him Chris is the bastard son of William Clay Ford Jr., who right now is the executive chairman of Ford Motor Company. He and his mom have moved a lot, but there was always one place that felt like home. With his...