Babysitting BRITTANA

13 we can't

Brittany: hmm *pulls away*
Santana: wauw *looks at her*
Brittany: I'm sorry *looks deep in her eyes*
Santana; for what? Kissing me back? *smiles a little*
Brittany; uhm I think so *looks down*
Santana; you okey? *touches her hand*
Brittany; *pushes sans hand away* San don't
Santana; why not? I'm a bad kisser? *try's to touch her*
Brittany; don't touch me *stands up* you need to know that we never can be a couple
Santana; why not? Why don't we just try it out?
Brittany: because if I have enough money I'm gone Santana!! *yells*
Santana; what do you mean gone? *stands up* you leaving me?
Brittany: I'm not leaving you, okey maybe I'm but my college is in New York
Santana: *big eyes* so far!
Brittany: yes
Santana; why so far?
Brittany: that is my dream college Santana try to understand it gosh!!!
Santana: *looks down* is that the only reason?
Brittany; yeah *sits back down*
Santana: that means you like me? *sits close besides her*
Brittany: gosh your unbelievable *smiles*
Santana: so you like me?
Brittany: okey i like you, but just a little *looks at her*
Santana: *smiles like an idiot*
Brittany: don't put thinks in your mind because it never gonna happen
Santana: oh come on Britt, uhm I mean Brittany *smiles* I like you, you like me
Brittany: *laughs* you can call me Britt, and I said I like you a little
Santana: okey okey I understand I'm not good enough for you *rolls her eyes*
Brittany: I didn't say that......
Santana: not in words no but look how you acting
Brittany: gosh what a kid are you
Santana: *stands up* whatever I didn't like you that much anyway  *walks away*
Brittany; *looks at her walking away* Santana come back!! *yells*
Santana: *runs to her room and locks the door*
Brittany: *knocks on her door* please Santana
Santana: leave me alone *laying on bed*
Brittany: please open the door *sits against the door*
Santana: no *buries her head in her pillow*
Brittany: *takes a deep breath* San?
Santana: what? *says half crying*
Brittany; I'm sorry but I'm really want this college, it's always a dream of me to go there you know why?
Santana: *stands up and walks to the door* no why? *sits against the door*
Brittany: my mom and dad meet there *smiles a little* my mom is not here anymore but she always wanted me to go to the same college
Santana: I didn't know *looks down* gosh I'm so selfish
Brittany: no your not *smiles* in 2015 everyone is selfish uhm most of the people then
Santana: you always so nice
Brittany: *laughs a little* just the way I am
Santana: I like the way you are *smiles*
Brittany: thanks *smiles* I'm off to bed
Santana: okey *smiles*
Brittany: goodnight san *walks away*
Santana: *looks at her walking away*

-next day-

Brittany: *drinking coffee* hmm *looks outside*
Santana: morning *walks in the kitchen*
Brittany; oh hey morning San *looks at her* want some coffee?
Santana: no I'm more a thee person *makes some thee*
Brittany: okey *looks at her ass*
Santana: *bends down to grab a cup*
Brittany: *bits her lip* damn
Santana: *makes thee* did you say something?
Brittany: oh.. N..o ju...at uhm no nothing *licks her lips*
Santana; okiii *walks to the living room*
Brittany: *shakes her head*

-living room-
Brittany: so what the do this weekend?
Santana: uhm I don't know, I think go to Quinn......
Brittany: did you forgot something?
Santana: no... Oh gosh *groans*
Brittany; *laughs* you could go if you, didn't go to that party
Santana; I totally forgot about that *slams her head in a pillow on the couch*
Brittany: *smiles* well this is gonna be a nice weekend *laughs* with me
Santana: your so funny *rolls her eyes*
Brittany: thank you *smiles* so what we gonna do?
Santana; I don't know your the boss *sits up* oeps!
Brittany: what? *looks at her*
Santana: I accidentally spit on this pillow *looks down at the pillow*
Brittany; awg!! Santana your so gross! *hits her arm*
Santana; *looks at brittany* I'm sorry
Brittany: why did you do that
Santana; I was laying on the pillow with my face so I couldn't breathe with my nose so I opened my mouth and yeah spit came out *grabs the pillow*
Brittany: your gross *points at her*
Santana: I said sorry
Brittany; you always say that *rolls her eyes*
Santana: but my sorry are real *smiles at her*
Brittany: *looks at her*
Santana: sorry *looks away*
Brittany: you can wash my car today *smiles*
Santana: *looks at her* what no!
Brittany; what yes! *gives her car keys* in and outside please
Santana: *takes the keys* fine
Brittany: don't break anything!
Santana: no promise *walks to the kitchen*
Brittany: thank you *lays on the couch*

-hey guys, I'm so so so so so so sorry for not uploading, but I have no ideas so if you have ideas your welcome! And I hope you like my story's-

-Larissa out 🖖🏾-