(Santana's POV)
When I tell you I haven't had this exciting of a week in my entire life, I mean it. Its been all over the place. I went from blushing at Brittany during dance rehearsal to taking care of my best friend Quinn and her 6 pound pre me baby! If that's not exciting I don't know what is!
But on a more serious note I have had an amazing week. Other than the fact that Quinn almost died. But the fact that she didn't made it 10 times better in a way. It was currently 7:30 in the morning. It was Saturday. Which is the day that Quinn gets to come home! Britt and I left from the hospital and went back to her place. We were both exhausted so we just crashed. I was currently cuddled up to the blondes chest. She was still fast asleep. I'm not even a morning person but for some reason I was up really early this morning. I guess it was just all of the adrenaline.
I cuddled into her even more, if that was even possible. I liked this a lot. Just being so close to her. It gave me all these warm fuzzy feelings. I really like this beautiful blonde. I've never felt like this with anyone. Celery or whatever her name is doesn't count.
It just really got me thinking. What were me and Britt? Were we just friends? Friends with benefits? Girlfriends? Just saying that last one in my head made my heart flutter. I smiled and nuzzled back into her neck. It was still pretty dark in her room, and we didn't have to go and pick Quinn up until later, so it was easy for me to drift back into a blissful slumber.
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My eyes fluttered open. It was a little brighter in the room now. I stretched out and rolled over, expecting to feel a certain blonde next to me. But she was gone. I cocked my brows and got up. I heard noise coming from the bathroom. I walked over to the door. It was cocked open. I opened it the rest of the way and walked in. I nearly gasped at the sight in front of me.
"Jesus!" Brittany stammered. I stood there wide eyed. She was in nothing but her black Victoria's Secret underwear. She giggled and cover her chest with her hand. "You can't just scare me like that!" I still didn't say anything. I stood there admiring the sight in front of me. I knew her body was incredible. But I've never seen her this revealed. Her body was still a little damp from the water dripping off of her hair. Her abs glistened under the bathroom light. Her ass was- oh don't even get me started on it. It's too perfect to talk about. Her boobs were right there. In all of their beautiful, beautiful glory. I was practically drooling at the sight in front of me.
"Babe?" The blonde waved her hand in my face. I shook my head out of my thoughts, instantly blushing at this whole situation. I looked up and saw her smirking. There I was speechless yet again.
"Close your mouth, a bug might fly in." My mouth instantly snapped shut. My cheeks turned an even deeper shade of crimson. She bit her lip and walked over. "See something you like?" I couldn't even form words. Was this really happening? Was this a dream?
"I-I uh yeah, yeah I really do." I bit my lip and gasped. She set her hands on my waist and kissed my jawline. Chills rippled through my already heated body. Her hands gripped my waist tighter. Her boobs pressed right up against mine. Her kisses quickly turned into sucking and biting. I let out a quiet moan.
"Britt" I gasped. "Don't start something you know we can't finish." She gave a husky chuckle against my neck. That sent a new wave of heat in between my legs.
"Who said anything about not finishing?" And before I knew it I was being lifted up onto the bathroom counter. I was beyond turned on now. I grabbed her face and connected our lips. I didn't care if I had morning breath still. I wanted her. I needed her.
"Bedroom?" She gasped between kisses. I nodded hastily. She lifted me off of the counter and walked into the bedroom. She set me down on the bed. I huffed as my back hit the pillows behind me. She began kissed my neck and jawline all over again. God I don't know how she was so good at that.
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FanfictionSantana goes through a personal battle of heartbreak, love, and loss. Brittany, a new dance choreographer for Mercedes, goes through the powerful journey off putting Santana back together. Is it True love?