Santana's POV:

I woke up Thursday morning and my hand instantly roams around my bed to find my phone, expecting to see a good morning text from Brittany. There was a smirk on my face when my hand found it, I grabbed my phone to check and mentally cursed myself when I forgot to lower its brightness. It was too late then when the brightness of my phone felt like a Jedi sword, pierced into my eyes.

It was 5 AM in the morning, I got up groggily and walked to the side of my room and switched the light on.

I smiled seeing myself in the mirror still looking good. "I woke up like this," I giggled as I walked back again to my bed and checked my phone.

It's official...

Brittany and I are now girlfriends. How to be a good girlfriend again? Oh, right... Now, I'm screwed. I was single for two long years and I wasn't sure if I've been a good girlfriend way back then with Rachel.

Okay, erase!

I should not be thinking about Rachel. It doesn't mean that I'm totally forgetting about her. It's just, I have to start a brand new life with these people around me, and of course with these new friends I have and with Brittany.

God! I'm such a total mess. I'm always like this when I don't get any coffee first thing in the morning! I need coffee!

Gotta move now Lopez and be proactive! This is a great opportunity to ask your girlfriend out on a breakfast date.

There was no text from her yet, maybe she's still asleep. I start dialing Britt. I hope she don't get grumpy of me for waking her up. Besides, I can't wait to hear her voice again.

I was nervous as the phone rings.

Why am I nervous?

Is this the feeling of being in love?

Wait! Did I just think that I'm in love? Calm down Santana. I think you're making things so fast.

Okay, now I'm talking too much to myself again.

"Hello?" Brittany mumbles, she sounds still sleepy and I can just imagine how cute she is right now.

"Hi, good morning sleepy head, time to wake up!" I say winking as if she can even see me right now.

"Sanny?"

She calls me Sanny, again. It tickles my heart and I felt like there were butterflies flying around inside of my stomach.

"Who could it be?" I say grinning.

She chuckles. "Oh, sorry. I didn't think of looking at my screen before I answered my phone. It's still early though, but yeah I miss you already," she sighs.

I lie down on my bed and held one of my minion stuffed toy using my free hand. "Sorry about calling too early but I was wondering if you'd like to have breakfast with me? I can't function without getting coffee and without seeing my girlfriend first thing in the morning," I say biting my nail before I hear her starts squealing and a loud thud from the other line.

"Jesus!" She uttered.

I sat up straight. "Britt, are you okay?"

"You're my girlfriend!" She yells happily before I heard her sniffing.

"Britt, are you crying?"

"I'm sorry... It's just I can't believe it."

I started laughing.

"You're making fun of me?" She asked and I can imagine her pouting right now.

"Aww, babe. No, I just think you're cute."

"Babe?" She chuckles.

God, where did that even come from?

"It's cute though. Don't you like it?" I ask nervously chuckling as I got up and stood in front of the mirror, checking how I grin like a fool right now.

"If you like it then I like it but you can't stop me calling you Sanny."

"Ooh, wipe away that smirk!" I say half smiling.

"How'd you know?"

"Let's just say I caught you doing that many times. So, breakfast?" I asked, wishing she would say yes.

"Fifteen minutes! Oh shit, no. Make it twenty! I'll be out like Flash!"

"I'd prefer you as Super Girl." I say shaking my head from laughing.

"Whatever you say, Wonder Woman and I did say that with a smirk! Just so you know!"

I laughed lovingly. "Okay, okay. I'll see you at the Lima Bean." I chose The Lima Bean since it was the only 24/7 café in Lima.

Brittany then says goodbye and hung up.

I let out a nervous breath I didn't know I was holding and smiled in front of the mirror. "How did I get so lucky?"

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I sat at a table set for two which was right next the window and not far away from the door so I could easily see Brittany.

It took only five minutes of waiting before I saw her in the entrance as she gets in. I waved and she immediately sees me.

She kissed me on the lips when she reached our table which still feels new to me. She sat down across wearing a lovely smile on her face.

"I got you something," she says.

I looked at her intrigued as she pulls something from her back hip.

"Lilies only for you," she says as she hands me them and winks.

I smiled as I feel surprised. "Impressive."

"Why is that?" She asks grinningly.

"Because they're Lilies, and not too common like Roses."

She shrugged. "Honestly I was looking for a typical red rose, then I remembered Lily, it's my favorite and I thought they were gorgeous just like you," she says.

I felt my heart skip a beat...

She can easily blow me away in anything she does or say...

I'm actually melting right now and to add with that, I really want to hide somewhere because I can feel my cheeks burning as she looks me in the eyes.

"So, you like it?" She asks biting her lower lip.

"I actually love it!" I say. I feel like I'm in cloud 9 right now. "Who doesn't love lilies? Lily generally symbolizes purity, beauty and coquetry." I averted my eyes to the flowers I'm holding. "These are really gorgeous." I looked back at her with a smile. "Thanks, this is so sweet."

She grins with her cheeks flashing in red. "I really don't know what to reply on that but you're welcome," she says. "And that's actually a Tiger Lily."

"Oh, does it have a different meaning than a simple Lily?" I ask, intrigued.

She giggles. "That's for you to find out."

"That's so unfair," I say, faking hurt. "Hmm, wait, did you pick these flowers again from someone's garden?" I ask with a giggle.

"You are half correct. I picked it from a garden, not someone's garden but mine," she smirks. "There was no open store at this early morning and I want to give you a flower because you deserve to get one every morning," she shrugged. "I gave you three, because I love you."

"You're so cheesy, I should put a grimace look right now but I can't. To be honest, this felt something sweeter for me."

God! Who's cheesy now, Lopez?

Brittany laughs and was about to say something when someone calls her name and I instantly knew who it was.

"Hey, guys! I was sitting back over there checking a blonde girl and I said wait a second, I knew that hair and I remember kissing that neck and oh it's Britt... I knew it." She then looks at me. "Hi Santana!"

I looked at her trying to smile. She really knows how to ruin someone's special day.

"Well, good morning to you too, Reagan." Brittany sarcastically replied for me. "Is there anything you need? Perhaps, I'll be just seeing you and talk with you later in practice."

"I just thought of stopping by at your table to say "hi" to you since we're best friends and also say "hello" to your new friend here," she says with a hint of jealousy. "Just making sure you're not replacing me with someone you just met."

I haven't said anything and someone was already mad at me. Like, are you serious?

"Excuse me? Are you trying to prove something in here?" I say, annoyed.

"San, calm down." Brittany whispers before she looks back at Reagan. "Ray, please, don't start a fight."

"No, I'm not making a fight," she laughs with malice, "...not yet."

Oh, hell no! This girl was really asking for a world war!

"Reagan, what is wrong with you?" Brittany asks harshly.

"Are you really dating this bitch? I deserve you more than her!" Reagan harshly whispered and that's enough for me to stand up and deal with this girl.

I got up leveling Reagan's eyes. "Listen, fetus face, let me tell you something straight. My body is empty of caffeine right now and I need more of it to be nice to people like you-" She was about to cut me but I beat her to it. "Ssshh, shut it! Shut your mouth and listen. I was in a very good mood sitting with my beautiful girlfriend until you came and started blabbering like a jealous obsessed freak and then you started calling me a bitch as if we're friends since kindergarten! If you think that I will let you insult me, then you're wrong. I think you should start crawling away right now before I completely lose my patience on you and don't you try and dare me!"

I saw how she twitches her lips in anger.

"So, girlfriends?" She spat as she looks at Brittany. "This bitch, really?" she says pointing at me.

"Reagan don't make a scene." Brittany warns, "and stop calling my girlfriend a bitch."

"What else should I name her?" She then looks at me from head to toe. "Oh, I know... A slut, maybe a user, or a-girl-who-needs-a-rebound."

"And you're a desperate little girl which no one cares about," I say before I got surprise when Reagan angrily pushed me and my face almost hit the wall. So, I pushed her back.

And you know what happens next.

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Brittany's POV:

I was shocked and stunned for like ten seconds before it sunk to me what was happening.

I grabbed Santana away as the waiters and guards helped to grab Reagan away from us.

I said sorry to the random people in the restaurant as I took Santana out of the trouble.

"What was that?" I yelled to Santana.

"Why are you mad at me? She pushed me first?"

"You could have been badly hurt! Look at you, you got your lips messed up!" I say with worry. "I'm more than worried than mad at you right now." I capped her chin, looking if there's blood. She got bruise on her side lips with a little cut.

"Ouch, ouch!"

"I'm sorry," I sigh. "Let me take care of it," I said and I saw her blushed. I raised my brows and chuckled. "I see, this is an advantage for you."

"I can almost imagine you treating my bruised and cut lips like in the movies, so I'm expecting a cheesy looking-at-each-others-eyes and a passionate kiss!" She says and smirks at me.

"As if I can kiss you in the clinic."

"Oh, you're not taking me to your house?"

I chuckled. "Sorry, babe. Let's head to school and take you to the clinic."

Santana groaned.

I intertwined my hand with hers before I start walking, dragging a grumpy Santana.

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I brought Santana with me in the clinic and in there I treated her messed up lips.

"I still don't get a kiss?" She asks whining in a pout just right after I put a petroleum jelly in the cut area. The nurse says that it'll stop germs getting into the wound so it wouldn't get infected and it can heal more quickly.

I chuckled before I kissed her on the cheek.

"On the cheek, really?"

"I can't kiss your lips right now. I just put petroleum jelly to it. Later maybe." I say and winked.

She sighs before she held my hand. "Britt, listen. I just want to say sorry for how I acted in the café. I shouldn't have done that. I almost dragged you into trouble and," she closed her eyes and muttered. "Fuck, well I already did. I'm so sorry. I ruined our supposedly first breakfast date as girlfriends."

I smiled and kissed her forehead. "You didn't ruin anything. It was Reagan who ruined our morning. And you said, a date?"

"Wait, wasn't it a date? I mean, I asked you out and you brought me flowers."

I laughed. "I was kidding. Of course, it's a date. Every moment with you alone is a date for me," I said to her.

"If every moment with me is a date for you then I won't skip a day without being with you," she says before she capped my face and kissed me on the lips.

She twinges with pain but continue to kiss me. I pulled back myself and say. "The nurse might be back anytime soon. I suggest we continue this hot make out in our house after school."

She chuckles and nods.

I then looked into her eyes. Studying if there's a hint of regret but there was nothing.

I didn't get enough sleep because of what I found out last night and it's bothering me big time.

"Santana..."

"Hmm?"

"I just want to ask you something and I want you to pause and think for a while before you answer my question."

She knitted her eyebrows wearing a confused look.

"Okay, shoot!" She says and grins.

I intertwined my hands in hers. "Do you..." I trailed off before I composed myself back "Do you see Rachel in me? I mean, are you attracted of me because you see Rachel in me in some way?"

She looks at me with narrowed eyes. "Of course not!" She says in a harsh tone.

"Santana, I told you to pause for a while and think."

"Britt, I don't have to think about it because that's ridiculous. Where did that even come from?"

I sighed because I can't tell her right now. I'm not ready. "I don't know. I'm sorry. You're right I'm just being ridiculous."

She caressed my arms, stroking her hands up and down as she says. "Hey, don't think like that. It was not you that was ridiculous. I'm sorry too. I suck in choosing the right words and I don't really mean it in a bad way."

I nodded trying to hold my tears.

"Britt, I want you to know that I like you for being you and I see only you. You're amazing and wonderful. You don't have to be Rachel for me to like you. Please, tell me you believe in me."

I smiled as my eyes break into tears. "Yes, I do believe you Santana."

"Is there anything else that's bothering you?" She asked with worry.

I shook my head. "That's all." I said which was not true.

"I want you to tell me and ask me if there's something going on because I can't stand seeing you sad because of me and if there's someone making you cry, you tell me and I'll kick their asses," she says and I laughed at it.

"You're makin' me crazy, Lopez." I said and kissed her on the lips.

"I can't blame myself," she bragged.

I chuckled. "I love you," I told her.

"I know, I know," she says and kissed me again before she wiped away my tears. "Please, don't cry."

I hugged her and she embraced me until I calm down.

Santana was then insisting to walk me to the field since I have a practice with the team but I told her Reagan might be there and I think it's better if they don't see each others' faces the rest of the day.

Of course, there was protest from Santana but I managed her to agree with me.

I walked my girlfriend to the gym first before I headed to the field and immediately found my team already doing their warm ups.

Emily, which is one of my best friends run up to me, meeting me half way. "Britt, finally you're here. Reagan locked herself in one of the cubicles in the girl's bathroom, she's crying and I can't make her get out. I don't know what is happening with her."

I bit my lower lip with annoyance. "She's acting like a baby! Do you know that Santana and I were supposed to have our breakfast in the Lima Bean, but before it started, Reagan came and started insulting my girlfriend then the next thing happened they ended up punching each other?"

Emily looked at me stunned. "Whoa, really? And did you say girlfriend? Santana is your girlfriend?" She asks and grins.

Then my vibe instantly changed that made me break into a huge smile. It hurts my cheeks like a bitch but I loved it. "Yes, I'm with Santana and its official."

She squeals and jumped happily. I've been talking a lot about Santana with Emily and she knows I have a huge crush with my girlfriend before... Well, I still do.

"Britt, I'm very happy for you!" She says before she gave me a tight hug.

"Okay, okay. I can't breathe" I say tapping her shoulder.

"Sorry!" She laughs. "Oh wait, about Reagan. Can you talk to her? I'll come with you," she says.

"It's fine. I can handle her myself."

"Are you sure?" Em asks.

"Yes, I'm sure but if I don't get back after thirty minutes, I might be dead by then," I joked.

She shook her head.

"I'm just joking," I say to her.

"Okay, go ahead but I'll follow you after fifteen minutes and don't argue with me," she says.

"Okay, mom!" I smirked and left.

I headed to our team's bathroom and there I heard Reagan crying.

"Ray?" I called.

"Go away! I said I don't wanna talk!"

"It's Brittany."

There was a long pause before she responds. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with your cheerio girlfriend?"

I sigh. "Her name is Santana."

"Whatever!" I hear her utter.

"Reagan, will you please come out and talk to me?" I begged.

"And now you wanna talk!"

"Well I can't stand not talking to you and you being mad at me only because I have a new girlfriend " I say.

I was startled when one of the cubicles door violently opened and there she was marching toward me with her threatening look.

"I'm mad, because I'm better than her! I've known you since grade school and I love you! I told you many times but all you do is laugh at me like I was joking and then she came and she ruins everything! I almost had you! We slept together and after I thought there will be more to it than a one night stand! That I am someone special for you!"

I looked at her in disbelief. "Let me clear things up with you, Reagan. I told you seriously that I don't like you more than a friend and I assumed one explanation is enough for you to understand since you said you know me better, you should know that I don't like repeating explanation. Another thing, yes we slept together but that was a mistake, you also cleared it to me that it was a one-time thing and oh I remember you should explain to me why you told lies to Santana that you fucked me when the truth was you stayed being the pillow queen the whole night and for Pete's sake, you should've not told her that!"

"It was because I'm jealous and I want her gone! She's just going to use you for her own sake, Brittany!"

"Reagan, I can't be with you and I'm sorry. Believe me, I know how much pain you feel because I felt the same way before with Santana. We're together now and I like her and I love her so much. It's the first time that I totally fell for someone, for real and you should be happy for me but if you can't and keep on ruining our relationship, then I suggest you stop talking to me." I didn't wait for her to answer, I said goodbye and left.

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Santana's POV:

"...And then, she asked for my number and I gave it to her."

Quinn was talking about this girl she met at the music store. She looks like she's over the cloud as she continues telling me about this woman and I just looked at her in disbelief. I mean, I never seen her liking someone like this before, especially to a girl!

"Hold it, hold it! We're talking about a girl here," I say waiting for confirmation.

She nods. "Yes, a girl. What's wrong?"

"You like her? Like, like her-like her?

Quinn scoffed. "W-what? No. I'm straight and I love Puck!"

"Quinn, when will you ever going to realize that Puck likes you as a little sister or worst, eldest sister." I say because it's what I see.

"Take that back, Santana!" She says gritting her teeth before she smacked my arms.

"Okay, that hurts! Don't get mad at me, Quinn. I hate to break it down to you but I just want you to be happy," I sigh and side hugged Quinn. "Okay, for what it's worth. Maybe someday, you and Puck will be the end game but I don't see you two right now being together. I think you should start seeing someone boy or girl."

"I want a guy."

"Then, you should start seeing someone. A guy like you said. If you want, I can ask Brittany to ask her best friend Mike Chang to go out with you. I think he's a nice guy and Britt once mentioned to me that Mike is single and ready to mingle," I say wiggling my brows.

Quinn giggles. "And now you're playing the Cupid."

"I'm just returning the favor," I say with a smirk. I hope she gets it.

Quinn raised her brows. "I failed with you but I'm telling you, Britt is perfect for you. You just like to stay being so stubborn," rolling her eyes this time and I laughed at her.

"Quinn, you still don't get it?

"Of course, I get it! You're always saying you're not ready and stuff."

"You really don't get it." I laughed.

She looks at me in puzzled. "What else things I don't get?"

"You're right. Brittany is perfect for me and we should be together, that's why-"

"Oh my gosh! You're dating her?"

"Well, we dated once and then the next day-"

"Oh, it didn't work out," she mumbles sadly.

"Quinn!" I yelled

"What?" She asked annoyed

"Will you let me finish what I'm trying to say here?"

"Fine, just get in to the point!"

I rolled my eyes and sighed. I looked at Quinn, I smiled grinningly before I took a breath and say. "Britt and I are now girlfriends!"

Her mouth forms an O shape and then she grins like she won something. "Are you serious? Since when and how?" She asks intrigued.

"We started dating the other day and I asked her to be my girlfriend yesterday," I said enthusiastic.

Quinn remained stunned. "Oh, w-wait! In 2 days?

"I thought you'd be happy for me?"

"Well of course I'm beyond happy right now same as beyond confused that you started dating one day and the next day you two happened." She says with knitted eyebrows. "But holy shit! Whatever, the important thing is that you both are now happy." She squeals as she hugged me tighter.

"Hold it! Hold it!" I say pulling her out from the hug. "Yes, we are now girlfriends but our relationship is not too deep yet and we're still on getting to know each other stage. No worries, our feelings are both mutual." I said, well except the fact that Brittany can say I love you and I still can't.

"Okay, okay but you can't blame me not to be so giddy about it!" She smirks and winks at me. "I can't wait to ask other details to Britt later at lunch!"

"You're just going to scare her!"

"I like Brittany and we're friends now," Quinn shrugged before she tilts her head studying my face.

"What?"

"That bruise on your lips," she pointed. "Oohh, from a make out session?" She smirks.

I snorted. "You'll be disappointed."

"It's not?"

I shook my head. "Nope, Reagan did it."

"Ew! No, gross! Reagan kissed you and you let her?" She asks looking at me, grimaced.

"Since when did you become an idiot, Quinn? She did not kiss me and I will never ever let someone kiss me except Britt! She punched me big time earlier this morning, but don't worry, auntie Snixx immediately arrives on the bitch town express and puts a new make up on her face."

"Black eye?"

I nodded with a smirk. "Hot damn, right!"

"Yas!" She preached. "Now, I need details! Tell me what happened!"

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Brittany's POV:

I was excused the whole class period just for today because we gotta stay focus on our practice for the next month's big game.

We finished practicing one hour earlier than I expected. Santana still has Glee class rehearsal and it will take two more hours before the class would end.

My mom sent me a message that she'll be fetching my dad in the airport, letting me know that they'll be staying in a hotel near the airport instead of driving back home late.

I received another text which is from Hannah, she told me in a text that she's going to a birthday party in her friend's house, informing me she'll be coming home late which I doubt she ever wants to come home in a state of drunkenness.

So I shoot Santana a text message...

"Hey, San, practice ends kind of early. I think I'm gonna head home and I'll just see you later? I don't feel good but I'll try to cook something for dinner."-B

"Are you inviting me for dinner?"-S

"Yes, I'll be home alone for the rest of the night. I'll let my mom know you'll be coming, if you say yes."-B

"Sure, I'll see you at 6ish. Are you sure you can do the cooking? I think you should rest and I'll cook us dinner when I get there. Six is still early for dinner though."-S

"Hmm, I don't know. I really want to make something for you. I'll let you know once I get home."-B

"Okay, take care! Xoxo"-S

"Thanks! I'll see you later! Xoxo"-B

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I planned on cooking my favorite dish which is Chicken Curry for Santana, so I start flipping on my mom's favorite book recipe and starts looking for its ingredients and procedure. Gladly, we all have it in the fridge.

I was almost done. I looked at my watch. It's already six which means any minute Santana will be here.

I sighed as I thought about the things that happened this morning. I hate it when I'm hearing someone saying that I'll just use Santana for my fame at school or Santana will just use me for her own sake which is to move on from Rachel.

Rachel...

Yeah right...

I felt like someone threw a big rock over my body when I read the name of my heart donor in that letter. Why of all people who died-Rachel Berry?

Thinking about it over and over makes me want to be hospitalized. I feel so upset and mad like I want to ask somebody to just rip off this heart from me and give me a new one but that's not possible. That's not possible.

I really don't know how to tell this to Santana. It should not be a big deal right? But it is to me!

This heart that's inside me was once owned by her ex-girlfriend.

I groaned and think that I should stop freaking out now.

God, it makes me even sick!

But I have to trust Santana. I have to trust what she told me.

"I like you for being you and I see only you. You're amazing and wonderful. You don't have to be Rachel for me to like you."

And I do trust her.

I gasp out of my surprise when I felt arms wrapped around my waist and I instantly knew who it was.

"Hey, babe," she whispers in my ears which sends direct good shivers in my body.

"You startled me." I said letting out a breath.

She giggles as she pulls her body out of the touch and made me turn around to look at her. "Sorry about that," she says and I replied a nod

"How are you feeling now?" She asks as she felt my forehead.

"I'm good, just a little bit nauseous," I say.

She hummed. "Do you want me to continue what you're doing?"

"Nope, it's okay. You can sit on the couch for a while and watch TV. I'll just call you once everything's settled." I say pointing to the living room using my thumb.

"I prefer helping you instead. Can I set things on the table?" She offers.

"Okay, sure. Go ahead and surprise me." I say with a smirk.

She grins. "Surprise me too with your special meal."

"Oh sure, hot stuff." I say and leaned forward to kiss her. Santana kissed back. Jeez, it felt good... Cheesy overload!

She then starts fixing the table top with two plates, glasses, forks and spoons. I then get back on what I'm doing, transferring the curry to a casserole bowl dish.

"I hope you like to eat rice because my chicken curry is better with it," I say as I put the casserole on the table.

"I actually stopped eating rice for my diet but if you say its better with your curry then I'll consider having rice for tonight." She says and smiles.

"I also made veggie salad if you don't really feel eating rice."

"No, I'm good with it," she says and clutched my hand. "Let's eat?"

I nodded and we start eating.

It felt so romantic with only the two of us having dinner. It's quiet but it was never awkward. We were stealing glances when one of us is not looking. How did I know? Let's just say, I caught her many times and vice versa.

Then I noticed her get another round of my curry.

"You like it, don't you?"

She smirks. "I couldn't get any guiltier eh?"

"Yeah," I say biting my lower lip trying to hold the urging laugh.

There were four small candles on the table together with the Lilies she set in a vase that I'm sure these were the flowers I gave to her...

So, I guess this is a date then? I ask myself.

"That's from me right?" I say pointing to the flowers.

She nodded. "I don't want it to die, so better yet put it in a vase for long life and you know, to add a little more romantic vibe as we eat," she smirks.

"Score!" I say and giggle.

"So, will you ever going to tell me the meaning of Tiger Lily?"

"I told you. You have to find out."

She groaned and it's so cute of her. "Come on, please!" She pouts.

"If I tell you, would you dare?"

She looked at me with an obvious confusion on her face. "Dare to, what?" She asks groaning "I hate to spoil it but I'm actually thinking of bringing you flowers since the dinner with your family is on tomorrow night, right?"

"Yes, I'm so glad you remembered." I say and wink.

"And I would really like to know the meaning of it. I'm thinking if I could give you the same since it's your favorite... So?"

"Oh, you don't wanna know," I say, teasing her more.

"Of course, I wanna know!" She whines.

I just laughed and finished my meal.

When we both finished devouring the graham as our dessert, she helped me in washing the dishes. Yes, that's right! Together!

And let me tell you what happened... It turns out we're quite adorably messy in the kitchen...

Then it's time for her to go home...

We're now in the front porch just staring into each other's eyes waiting for someone to say something.

"For the second time around, you making me go home with a damp shirt..."

"Are you complaining?" I smirked.

"Nope, I'm just stating. I like it tho," she says and kissed me.

"Good! I like you wetter!" I teased.

"Wanky!"

We both giggled and her dimples are now both showing which made me squeezed both of her cheeks. "Squishy cheeks!"

"Ouch! That hurts! That should be paid with another kiss!" She pouts which was so adorable.

"Not working," I teased.

"Oh really?" She raised her brows.

"I don't know, maybe? I mean what happened? I should be the one longing for your lips, Santana Lopez," I say as I put my arms around her neck.

She shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe there was something in the food that you made me eat that's why my lips wants unlimited kiss from Brittany Pierce."

I smirked and laughed. "Way too funny, babe... Hmmm... It's late. I hate you driving at midnight. Sorry not sorry but I can't get enough of you," I say honestly

"I feel the same way. It's like there's a magnet that makes me want to be with you all the time," she says. "But I better get going," she says with her thumbs up pointing to her car.

I nodded and smiled. "Okay, good night San."

"Good night, Britt" she then capped both of my cheeks and kissed me. I kissed her back.

Since the street is empty, we took the opportunity to make the kiss longer than it should be.

"I dare you to love me," I blurted it out when I pulled out from the kiss, and at the same time trying to catch my breath from the hot kiss. I then opened my eyes and saw her face looked so surprised.

I grinned. "It's what Tiger Lily means," I say and repeated it. "I dare you to love me"

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Santana's POV:

"I dare you to love me"

Those six words kept on echoing in my ears like a broken CD.

God damn it! Why didn't I say anything? What's wrong with me? Leaving Brittany standing there makes me feel awful.

I stuttered and didn't even try to say goodbye. I just looked at her stunned, turned around and runaway.

Santana, she's your girlfriend! You scared little bitch!

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" I groaned with gritted teeth then I smacked the steering wheel repeatedly with my hands as I drove back home.

I took my phone and dialed Brittany's phone. I'm sure she's crying right now because of me.

I feel like a cruel person!

It just keeps on ringing and ringing until it goes into a voicemail.

Great Santana! Really great!

"B-Britt, I'm sorry. Please answer my call. I'll drive back. I think we need to talk."

So I stopped and maneuver my car back to Brittany's. I drove faster, faster than what you have watched in the movie "The Fast and The Furious"

As I drove back to Brittany, my phone rings and I took it immediately, hoping it was her.

I didn't even look on my screen before I answered it. "Britt, I'm so sorry! I'm driving back to your house. Please, I'm so sorry for leaving you like that."

"Santana, it's your dad." The person says sounding so upset.

I looked at the screen and it was indeed Hiram.

"Hey dad, what's wrong? You sounded like crying."

"Will you come home right now? I- I don't know what to do..." He says as I heard him break down.

"Dad, tell me what's wrong" I asked with full of worry. Now I'm torn which house should I go to- but my dad needs me. So, I made a U-turn back to the house.

"Your daddy Leroy is leaving me."

"Why is he leaving?"

I waited for like ten seconds before he managed to speak again.

"I kept a secret from him about Rachel. Shelby visited, which she and I only knows about it. We were having dinner and she accidentally slipped the secret out. She thought Leroy was now aware of it."

What secret was he talking about?

"Okay dad, just calm down and I'll be there in 5 minutes."

He hung up.

Shelby is actually Rachel's biological mother. Shelby got pregnant at a very young age. She was a close friend of Leroy and Hiram back then in college and both of them were Rachel's godfather.

One day, Shelby left a one year old Rachel to the Berrys and asked both of them to baby sit the baby for a week since she would be gone for a seminar but one week, one month then it became year and years. Shelby never got back. Of course, the Berrys had tried to reach her, until they lost hope. Hiram and Leroy decided to legally adopt Rachel as they already fell in love with her like their own daughter.

Shelby came back when Rachel got into middle school. Hiram was okay with it but Leroy was still mad that she came back after she treated Rachel like a stray puppy. That's how Leroy felt about it.

I snapped out of my trance when I realized I was already in front of the house. I immediately swerved my steering wheel to the drive way and parked my car. I got out, running like I needed to save a life.

"Dad!" I called

When I pass the door, it was Leroy I found in there.

"Your dad is in our room, he can't see me leaving." He says. I looked at him and pain is evident in his eyes.

"Daddy, where are you going? Why are you leaving dad?" I asked as I looked at the bags on the floor.

He cries. "It will be just for a while. I need to breathe. I thought I managed to cope up with the pain but it was still there and I feel much worst when I found out about what Rachel did. Your dad and Shelby kept it a secret from me. Rachel asked me about it before but I disagreed because I know it will be much painful to both your dad and I. I also thought about how you would feel about it."

"What is it then? I can't understand what are you trying to say." I said and felt like someone was punching my heart, thinking that Rachel kept a secret from me.

"She- I'm not sure if I could tell it to you." He says as he started grabbing his bags but I stopped him.

"Tell me, what is it that Rachel did? I need to know! I think I should know!" I yelled this time.

I felt like Rachel just didn't kept it a secret but she actually lied to me.

He shook he's head and finally left the house without turning around.

"Santana?" I turned around and it was Shelby.

I felt like I needed to ask about it again but I broke down and didn't even managed to compose any words then Shelby went to hug and support me from falling.

Another person left again and I don't think I can stand seeing that I'm losing everyone that's important to me.

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AN: Hi Sorry about the late update but I hope you enjoyed it. Please don't forget to vote!

About Hannah... Yes, she's the Hanna from PLL, lol I just didn't know the spelling should be "Hanna". I hated myself for not searching the right spelling haha.

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