Rumor Has It

Chapter 23

(Brittany's POV)

1 month later, City Lights

"Okay, that was great! Take the rest of the day off- Oh! And come prepared for tomorrow. It's our last day of rehearsal before shooting Mercedes video!" The dancers cheered at their first big project. Rehearsal got put on hold for a while since Quinn had Row needed my full attention. Luckily we started early so it didn't take much time off of our routinely practice. The dancers got all of their stuff together before making their way out of the studio. Santana and I hung back so I could clock out and get our stuff together. We decided to go back to her apartment for the night. After Puck and Quinn's night out together they have been hanging out a lot more. He's always staying the night and never letting Quinn lift a finger. He spoils her.

After we exited to studio we made our way to Santana's car.

"You know, I'm surprised Puck doesn't just move in with Quinn. He's literally always there. He's even helping with rent!" The brunette exclaimed as she turned on the car. I giggled and got in the passenger seat. "I mean it makes sense but I'm sure Quinn doesn't want that many people living in that apartment." I looked over to see her looking at me with a warm smile.

"What?" I giggled bashfully. I looked down to see her reach over and grab my hand.

"Just move in with me." The brunette said sweetly. My stomach felt like a butterfly farm. My cheeks turned a deep shade of red. I didn't realize how amazing that sounded until now. It's kinda embarrassing that it never really crossed my mind until now.

I looked back up and smiled. Probably bigger than I should have. I just love her so much.

The Latina tilted her head and raised her eyebrow. "Is that a yes?" My tight lipped smile turned into a cheek bunching grin as I cupped her face and kissed her passionately. I parted our lips so I could look at her in the eyes.

"Of course."

2 weeks later

"Is that the last box?" I asked as I sat down the box of books I was holding. I turned around to see puck setting down a box as well. "Yep I think that's it." He exclaimed as he rubbed his hands together. This was finally it. Santana and I would officially be living together and it felt amazing. It's just one of the many milestones in our relationship of course, but it feels different when your so deeply in love with the person your sharing it with.

I looked around the crowded living room. I couldn't help but let a warm smile creep up onto my blushing cheeks. I don't know why this made me so happy, but it did.

Puck came up behind me and sat his hand on my shoulder.

"I'm happy for, Brittany." My smiled grew as I nodded. "Yeah. Me too." I sighed a happy, content sigh. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard keys jingling as they were thrown against the counter. I turned around to see Santana huff and run her hands through her thick brown hair. Puck and I exchanged knowing glances and he made his way out of the apartment.

"Hey baby" I exclaimed with a hesitant but sweet tone. I walked over, trying to make sure I didn't trip over the dozens of boxes that littered the floor. She sat down at the bar stool in front of the counter.

"What's up?" I asked cautiously. The brunette buried her face in her hands and sat her elbows on the table. I didn't want to press her to talk to me, but I needed to know what was up so I could at least try to help. I went to ask again but her voice cut me off.

"Everything!" The Latina huffed. I could tell by her hesitant demeanor that this was going to be an attentive conversation. I made my way to the other barstool next to her and sat down.