chapter 11 - Forgive me

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Santana's POV

Last night I was up all night thinking about Brittany. It was weird it never happened to me. It's like she's special, she brings the good out of me or something. Well anyways in the morning they all woke up, I was already awake. They found that weird 'cause most of the times I'm the sleepy one, we drank coffee and we started talking about getting Puck out of jail, he's been there for too long. We can't afford getting him out with bail, at least not yet. If we have no choice so we have no choice but for now we can think about other ways.

Sam and I went out to meet Britt and Quinn. I saw Brittany's beautiful blond long hair and went to her. Quinn didn't notice us either. I hugged Brittany from behind.

"Hey babe" she jumped a little and turned around smiling. "Omg hi San" she said and jumped on me while I started kissing her, I picked her up and she cupped my face with her hands. God I love kissing that girl. We pulled away slowly, she was still in my arms, her legs were still wrapped around my waist, she brought her mouth close to my ear and whispered "I love you". I couldn't help it so I kissed her again, I guess it was a little too long because I heard Sam and Quinn behind us fakes coughing. I put her back down and we smiled to each other. She took my hand and we started walking with Sam and Quinn.

"You know we didn't finish that right?" "I had a feeling"

"Great so we'll continue later now come on" she pulled me by my hand and we kept walking.

Brittany's POV

We ate breakfast at like 10:30 and then we went to get some ice cream. I took wipe cream on mine 'cause it tastes better I guess, and I like wipe cream a lot so yeah. "Britt?" "What?"

"You have a little wipe cream on your lips, you want me to handle this?"

"Yeah sure thanks babe" I said and instantly felt her tongue on my lips. "You're good San" "I know" she said and pecked my lips before we got up and left.

Sam's POV

Santana and I walked back home after our little double date. I really like Quinn. I mean she is funny, smart and beautiful. A dream girl. "So have you thought about a way to get Puck out yet?" Santana asked. "Yeah I've thought about it so much that my head hurts." She let out a small laugh and looked down. "I just feel like it's my fault you know? I could've just-" "San" I cut her off. "It's not your fault okay? And we'll get him out. We'll find a way like we always do." I said and grabbed her hand. She smiled at me and we walked inside the garage. "Where were you guys? On a date or something? Because Santana let me remind you that you're gay." Mercedes said while making coffee. "No we were just out for a walk." Santana said. "Long walk." Mike said laughing. "We were brainstorming about how to get our friend out of jail." I said while throwing a pillow at him. I sat down on the small couch and layed my head back. "So did you guys think of anything?" Tina asks. "No." Santana said and went to her room. "Why is she even more grumpy than usual?" Mercedes asked. "She keeps blaming herself for what happened to Puck." "It's not her fault." Mike said. "I know I tried telling her that but she won't listen I mean the only time she smiles is when she is with her cutie." "Wait what?" Tina said. "Holy crap I didn't just say that." "She has a girlfriend?" Mercedes asked. "No why do you think that." I said with a red face. "Sam tell us now." "Fine but you guys can't tell anyone and don't say anything to San because she'll murder me." "Fine." They all answered. "She has a girlfriend. A girl from the rich part of town. She is best friends with Quinn who is my girlfriend now. We've been on a few double dates together and Santana really loves Brittany. Only Brittany doesn't know about where San and I live and she doesn't know about Quinn's past." "I knew it was more than just a set up." Mercedes said a little upset. "So you guys are both dating rich girls? Woah." Mike said and walked to the door. "I need some air." He said while walking out. Mercedes and Tina followed him. I don't think I did the right thing.

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