Santana POV:

"Hey, Britt... Are you okay?" I asked as she keeps on looking at her quiz result in her hands.

"Mrs. Pepper is right... I'm stupid! How is it possible that it didn't come to my mind that the capital of Ohio is Columbus not a letter O?!" She whispered, still looking at her paper.

Now I get why she looks upset but she's not stupid, no one is stupid! How can a teacher say something like that to her student, especially to Britt?

"Did she really say that you're stupid?"

Control your rage Santana. Just keep it cool.
Brittany nodded and I saw crystal tears fell down to her cheeks.

"Yes, look! She even wrote it on my paper!" She said as she showed me the paper.

Now, someone is going to feel my wrath. I took her paper and got up. Quinn clutched my right arm but I shook it off.

"San, what's happening?" She whispered, trying to stop me but I didn't budge. I walked to the center and slammed the paper on Mrs. Pepper's desk. I heard how everyone gasped.

"What's your problem now, Lopez" She muttered. Her gaze is still on her note and didn't even care to look at me.

"This is my problem! How dare you write something like this? You're a teacher!"
She took the paper from my hand and read.

"This is not your paper, your friend needs help, and she's so stupid." She mumbled like... What the fuck? Being sarcastic to me? Oh you want something sarcastic? That's my favorite word in the dictionary!

"This is not stupid! Ohio's capital is O!"
She got up and I saw how red her face is.

"Get back to your seat Ms. Lopez! You can't shout at my face like that. I'm your teacher, unless you want another detention!"
And now she's threatening me with that word, detention. Well, who cares?

"Brittany is your student; you're supposed to help her not say or write something like this on her paper!"

"San, it's fine. I'm wrong... You don't have to defend my answer." I didn't realize Brittany was behind me until she touched my arms to calm me. But Im not done yet.

"I'm the teacher. The capital of Ohio is Columbus!"

"The capital of Ohio is Columbus and O! Your question is wrong! Look!" I gave back the paper and recited the question: "What is the Capital of Ohio? That is your question. If you want a Columbus answer, you could have wrote it as What is the capital of the state of Ohio?" Then I heard everyone laugh.
Fuck, I know! I sounded ridiculous now! If I was a celeb, tomorrow I will be the headline on the television saying: "Santana Lopez had a fight with the teacher on what is the capital of Ohio." But she made Brittany down and she is my friend.

Mrs. Pepper smirked. "You sound stupid, Lopez."

"Fine... Okay" I shrugged. I turned my back at her and looked at my classmates. "As per Mrs. Pepper, me and Brittany are stupid and ooppss, I accidentally recorded what she said because I taped it to my under boob! How clever is that?"

I looked back at Mrs. Pepper, leveling my gaze to her with a smirk on my face. "I'm gonna show this to Figgins to let him know what kind of teacher you are." I hissed into a whisper showing her the tape recorder.

"Fine, if that's what you want!" She took back the paper from my hand and erased the comment she wrote before putting a check mark on Brittany's answer. See? Even teachers never win over me! I smirked at her when she handed back the paper. I showed her a sarcastic smile.

"Thanks Mrs. Pepper, sometimes you gotta learn from your students."

She gathered her things and walked out. Not even bothering to say goodbye to all of us.
When she was finally gone, everyone started to laugh again.

Quinn and Puck walked towards me. "You are such a bitch, Lopez!" Quinn commented with thumbs up.

I shrugged with a smirk. "Look who's stupid now." I said as I showed them the other side of the tape recorder "Yeah, it was just a case of my phone."

Puck laughed. "Oh man, you gotta let me borrow that case!"

"Don't under estimate Auntie Snixx." I said before I looked back at Brittany.

"Here's your paper, Humor" I saw how she blushed. I'm not sure if she blushed because on what I did, or for giving her a new nickname... It doesn't matter anyway.

"Thanks, San... But really, you didn't have to do that."

"But I did and look, we just slammed to her face that you're right and you're not stupid." I told her smiling. "Now, get your bag and let's go for lunch."

"M'kay" she says, smile is creeping to her face.

During lunch I noticed how I'm just focused with two things: first, my food and second, Brittany. I find her bubbly and cool. I also noticed how she can change her aura in one snap of a finger, from her tough side to her very feminine and giddily side. Damn. I almost forgot the flirty side which happened just once.

There are times when she caught me looking at her, and I immediately looked back at my food and laugh with them just to avoid her quizzical look or the adorable raising of her eyebrows.

After lunch, Puck, Quinn and I headed to the choir room for Glee club. Brittany said her goodbye since she doesnt have other classes for today.

I was sitting on the back row looking straight at Mr. Schue but didnt get what he was saying when Quinn nudged me.

"Hey, Santana." She woke me up from my thoughts.

I looked at her irritated. "What?!"

"I need your help..." Quinn said. A tight lip smile was creeping on her face.

"What help do you need?" I frowned on how the way she looks at me.

She clears her throat and looked at Puck who then gave her a smile. Quinn looks back at me. "Can you help me write a song for Puck?"

"Why would I make a song for Puck?" I asked crossing my arms. The way Quinn smile creeps me out. Don't get me wrong but what I'm seeing now is so unnatural of her.

"I wanna tell you something but please don't laugh at me." She's not even starting yet but I'm already laughing at her. This is beyond craaazzzyyy!

"Fine, I hate you now!" She muttered.

"No, I'm sorry okay." I snorted, she glares back at me. "Okay, I'm not laughing now. Spill it!"

She looks hesitant at first but she went on "I think I like Puck... No, I think I love him already!" She said slightly louder than a whisper. I was dumbfounded. Why didn't I see this coming?

"Santana, are you okay?" She asks.

"Y-yeah... I think so? Wait, what?" I ask again.

"I think I'm in love with Puck."

"What? You can't be in love with Puck!" I hissed into a whisper.

"Why? I know Puck for a very long time now and wait a minute. He's your friend, our friend to be exact. Why wouldnt you like him for me?"

"That's my point, Q! He's our friend!"

"Quinn and Santana... What's happening there?" Mr. Schue asked, noticing our bickering from the back.

"Mr. Schue, may you excuse us for a moment, please?" I asked authoritatively.

Mr. Schue nods. "Just don't take too long."
I didn't reply back and headed outside of the room, Quinn followed from behind.

"So, you're saying I can't be with Puck because he's our friend! And friends can't be lovers!?" Her tone was very sharp like if it's a knife, it can cut you deeply through your bone.

"No! That's not what I meant! Puck is our friend and my point here is we know him too much! He slept with girls every weekend or every day. Who knows?"

"Yeah who knows? See, you don't know anything about him, and maybe you also don't know anything about me now because you're too focused with your grieving and you tend to forget that you have us! That we exist!" With gritted teeth, she says.

What the heck? Why is it about me now?

"Whoa! Whoa! Where the hell are these coming from, bitch!?" Now she knows I'm mad.

Fire versus fire.

"You don't want to see someone happy! Because you're sap! Because Rachel died and now you think there's no more to life!"
I was taken aback by what she said.

"That's not true." I mumbled sounded unsure.

Quinn's mood changed in realization. "Oh crap." she mumbled.

She moves closer to take my hands. "Don't you dare touch me, Quinn! I swear!"

"San-"

I felt something burnt my eyes. Anytime my eyes are going to be filled with tears so I avoided her look and ran away.

"Santana, I'm sorry!"

I ran and ran then I stopped when I felt I needed some air. I saw a perfect bench to sit into, so I walk towards it and sat trying to even out my breathing. Then a soccer ball hits my shoes.

"Santana?" I heard a familiar voice. I looked up and saw Brittany. "Hey, what happened?"
I just shook my head as she sat beside me. "Hey, look at me." I got nervous when she clutched my chin and made me look at her. There's hurt in her eyes. Are they hurt for me?

"Come on, tell me..." She asks showing a small smile.

"It's nothing..."

"Do you even believe yourself that there was nothing?"

I sighed in defeat. "It's Quinn... We had a fight. She asked a favor and I said no then she said something that really hurt me..." My breath is shaking and Brittany moved closer as she rubbed my back.

"Okay, so what was Quinn asking?"

"She wants me to help her make a song for Puck." I muttered.

"Why?"

"Because she thinks she's in love with Puck. I think she wants to confess her feelings through a song."

"And what's the problem with that?" She asks innocently.

Yeah? What's the problem with that?

"Puck slept with girls. I don't want Quinn to be hurt..."

"Oh, wait... Do you have feelings for Quinn?" She asks but I can sense some bitterness.

"Eww! No! Quinn is a monster! That will never ever going to happen!"

Brittany chuckles "Alright! You know, if Quinn happens to know that, she'll get offended." She smirks at me. That made me smile.

"Thanks for reminding me, I'll tell that to her!" I smirked back.

She cupped my cheeks with her hand and caressed it before wiping away some of the tears that I guess are still visible.

I looked down to avoid her eyes because I was starting to feel butterflies in my stomach.

"Sorry..." Brittany pulled her hands away. I admit I missed the touch because I liked it.
She rummaged through her bag that I didn't know was there when I came. She took something out of it.

"Blow your nose," she said as she handed me a tissue.

I did what she says and I sounded like a TV searching through channels that has no signals.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"You're so cute." She chuckled before handing me a chocolate.

"Cute is for ugly but interesting." I pouted.

"I mean, the way you act right now. It's cute, it's adorable." She mumbled, her eyes diverted to my pouty lips and I saw how she gulped.

Awkward...

"Uh- t-thanks for listening and for this chocolate... It's late, I gotta go." I said and got up fast.

"Where are you going?" She asked sounding disappointed.

"Going home... I'll just go back to the choir room to get my stuff... Bye Britt!" I spun around and walked fast pace.

"Santana!" She called. "Santana, wait!"
I closed my eyes and muttered in Spanish.

"What!?" I kind of snapped at her. "Sorry..."

She's beaming like a kid who saw Santa for the very first time.

"I-i was just wondering if... Just wondering if-if..." She trailed off.

I crossed my arms and raised my brows.

"I was just wondering if you're up for a walk." She finally blurted it out.

I saw how her hands were fidgeting under the hem of her shirt.

"Okay..." I replied. Nooo, I didn't just... Urgh!

"Yes!" She jumped. "Wait for me in the choir room! I'll just get my stuff," she says beaming from her left ear to the right.

I was still in my poker face until I turned around to head back to the choir room. I shook my head and let out a chuckle.

"Crazy..."

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We're both walking in silence but I noticed how many times she opened her mouth and attempted to say something but kept on ending going back into silence. This is getting awkward. I want to say something too just to start a conversation but I dont know what to say.

"San?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you have an umbrella?" She asks.

"What?"

I frowned at her question. She can't think of any question. Is that why she's asking for an umbrella?

"Okay I get it Britt. We are on the same page. You want to say something but you don't know how to start and I want to say something also but-" My rambling was cut off when I felt small water drops on my head.

"What the fuck?" Then rain starts pouring. I squealed and ran to the nearest big tree I saw. I looked at Britt and she's just there beaming.

"Why are you still standing and smiling there?! You are getting wet!" Whining, I said to her.

"This is fun! I love rain!" She exclaimed as she twirl, jumping around.

Then everything came in slow motion. Oh god, I just noticed how long her legs are, which can go on like forever. Thanks to her soccer short shorts.

I let out a small sigh.

Damn...Her smile looks different this time, it's very cheerful. And her laugh, no, her giggles, I can record it and set as my ringtone. I felt myself blushing, embarrassed by thinking how long I've been looking at her now. Urgh, what am I doing?

"Santana, come on!" She called and I just shook my head laughing at her.

"No, Britt!" I said and I saw her pout. "You're not gonna get me with that!" I teased.

"Oh, really?" With an evil smile, she says.

"Oh no, no! I know what you are thinking!"

"I'll come and get yah!" She ran towards me laughing and I squeal when she finally got me by wrapping her arms around my waist and taking me out under the tree.

And now I'm soaking wet but I find it fun. I don't care if there are people passing by. All I can see is Brittany and the rain pouring upon us.

"Come on, my house is just 2 blocks away. Let's dry ourselves there," she says. I just nodded and followed her.

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Brittany's POV:

"Come in!" I said motioning Santana to get in; I jerked my head as I open the front door.

"Wow Britt, your house is really big," she admired.

"I thought your house is much bigger than this. Your family owns a hospital, right?" I said as I put down my bag on the floor.

"I'll just go upstairs to get us a towel- uh? Are you okay?" I asked her as I noticed her questioning look.

"How'd you know we own a business like that?"

"Oh..."

Yeah right, I haven't mention to her that Holly is a Psychiatrist at their hospital.

"Brittany is that you?"

"Yes mom!" I yelled for her to hear me and looked back at Santana. "Come on, she'll be happy to see you!" I said as I grabbed her arm and ran with her to the entertainment area where Holly usually spends her afternoon watching a rerun of her favorite TV shows.

"Wait! She'll be happy to see me, who?"

"Hey mom, we have a guest!" I exclaimed as I saw her back. Holly got up but frowned.

"Holy shit, what happened to you?" She cussed, noticing my soaked hair and clothes.

"Mom, your language!" I warned her then she noticed the Latina behind me.

"Santana!" She beamed.

"Whoa! Doctor Holiday!? Santana plastered a big smile. "You're Brittany's mom?"

"She's my bastard child." She smirks as I glared at her. "Nah- just kidding! I'm her step mom but not the evil one. If you know what I mean?" laughing, she says.

"I would really think that you're Brittany's real mom. She looks just like you" Santana commented still in awe.

"Yeah, she's my daughter from another mother!"

"Uh guys, I'm here..." I waved at them.

"Oh, how did that sound kiddo?" She asks looking at me.

"Whatever mom, I love you though."

"Aww, pumpkin..." She cooed.

"Eww, stop it! We have a guest. I don't want her to think that I'm a mama's girl!" I muttered jokingly.

Holly puts her hand on her chest looking hurt. "You're a mama's girl!"

Urgh! She's really embarrassing me now hmmm, but who's not gonna like Holly to be their mom? She's absolutely perfect.

"I'm not!" I rolled my eyes at her then looked at the laughing Latina.

"Oh did you two eat already?" My mom asked.

Both Santana and I shook our heads. "No, not yet" I said.

"Okay, why don't you two go upstairs and get dry while I prepare for dinner. Lend Santana some of your clothes pumpkin." She said and smacked my butt before heading to the kitchen.

"Mom, stop doing that! I'm not a kid anymore!" I yelled.

"Oh boy, your mom is so cool!" Santana says laughing.

"Tell that to me after you graduate high school!" My mom yelled from the kitchen. I just shook my head and looked back at Santana who's trying to hold her laugh.

"Okay, that's enough!" I warned her but a smile is creeping from my face. Santana looks fresh and simply beautiful when she's laughing like that. If I could just take away all the pain she's feeling now...

Crap! I'm looking too much.

"Uh, upstairs?" I asked and she nodded awkwardly also noticing the way I looked at her.

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"Try these." I said as I handed her my clothes.

"I think these are perfect," she walked towards the bathroom to change as I grab a t-shirt to wear and a pair of shorts from my closet. "Uh-Britt, your bathroom door won't open."

"Damn it, it's stuck again." I groaned as I squeeze open the door knob. "You can use my parents bathroom." I told her.

"Oh, no it's fine. I can change here," she shrugged.

"Yeah, but I can't open this door. Ugh!" I kicked and punched the door clumsily.

"No, I mean here in your room, not inside the bathroom," she slowly explained.

Fuck! My heart starts beating fast. Calm your shit Britt!

"Uh-yeah sure," I told her nervously smiling. "What?" I asked when she raised her eyebrows.

"Are you really going to look while I change?" She asks sarcastically.

"Oh, right! Sorry..." I mumbled as I turned my back on her.

"No peeking, Brittany." She warned and I just replied with a scoff.

"As if!" Jesus Christ! This is torture.

I can't take it anymore. This is my only chance to see her glorious body but that wouldn't be right. But then being a hard headed I am I jerked my head to glance a little, just a little.

Whoa! Nice back Lopez and a big cross tattoo? How she can hide that in School? Her tats really look perfect on her. I think as I nodded in awe.

"I can feel that you're looking Britt!" She sternly warned again and with that I immediately turned my back.

"I'm not looking! I'm not a perv!" I fake hissed.

"Oh, really?" I know she's smirking even though I cannot see her right now.

"Yeah!" I scoffed again.

"Liar..." I jolted by surprise when I felt her breathe behind my neck. I turned around then my eyes got wide by how close our faces are.

"N-no... H-how-"

Damn it. I can't find my words!

She was stunned too but managed to back away. "Well..." She clears her throat "Thanks to this little mirror, I saw how you looked at my body." She smiled devilish and now I'm so embarrassed.

"I did not peek." I mumbled.

"Whatever you say," she rolls her eyes.

"Girls, dinner will be ready in 5 minutes!" My mom shouted and with that I dropped my clothes to my bed and decided to change maybe a little later after dinner before Santana and I both headed to the kitchen in silence.

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The rain didn't stop and got worst as the night gets old. Thunders blaring and lightnings flashing in the sky.

I can see how Santana closes her eyes and jolted every time she hears the roaring sound of the thunder.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked with concern, looking at her sitting across to me.

She smiles and nodded. "Yes, don't worry."

"Honey, why don't you stay for the night? It's Friday anyway. I can call your dads for you." My mom offers. Santana looks at me like she's asking for approval. I smiled and nodded at her.

She smiled back to me and says "Okay."

"Are you still staying with the Berry's?" My mom asked as she poured our glasses with water.

"Thanks Mrs. Pierce..." She thanked for the water. "And yes, I'm still staying with them." She went on drinking.

"Aww thanks for calling me Mrs. Pierce but you can just call me Holly. I'm so glad you met each other!" She says looking really happy before looking back at me with her hands on her chest, dramatically.
"I can't believe Santana is your girlfriend." She proudly says while Santana choked with her water and I was choked with the food I was eating.

"Ha-ha! That is so funny 'cause we are not together," laughing sarcastically to my mom.

My mom's mouth hung open. "Oh?" She leaned her back on her chair, "Really?"

Santana who's stunned, slowly nodded.

"We're just friends. Don't freak her out, mom," smiling with gritted teeth, I warned my mom.

She raised her both hands. "Sorry, Okay? I thought she's your girlfriend 'cause you only bring girls here who you think will pass my expectations," she shrugged and looked back at Santana "I'm so sorry honey..."

"I understand." Blushing with a smile, she replied to my mom.

Damn it, I really want to disappear right now!

"Excuse me, I'll just go to my office to call your dads and let them know you're staying here." My mom got up and kissed my side head. "I love you pumpkin."

"I love you too." I smiled at her.

"Leave your plates and I'll do the dishes, okay?"

"Are you sure Mrs. Pierce?" Santana asked knitting her brows.

"Holly..." My mom corrected her. "Brittany, don't let her touch the plates!" She glares at me playfully and winked back at Santana.

I nodded and saluted.

I looked back at Santana before showing a small smile. "Please don't freak out." I said as I bit my lower lip.

She giggled. "I'm fine Britt, your mom is cool anyway."

I let out a big sigh. "Thanks... So, are you done with your food?" I asked and she nodded in reply.

I got up to put all the plates in the sink when she grabbed my hand which was holding her plate.

"I just wanna say thank you for the afternoon walk and for tonight," giving me her best smile.

"No problem. Anytime, San..." I said and winked at her. My eyes locked with the brown orbs for the... Well, I don't know how many times now. Why is she so perfect?

"Santana!" My mom calls as she entered back in the kitchen.

I just rolled my eyes.

"I called your guardians and they said it's okay that you stay for the night. Oh they were also shocked that you're here. I told them that you and Brittany are friends!"

"Thanks Holly." Santana simply replied.

Mom clears her throat before pointing at us. "That's cute you know, do you guys want me to snap a picture?" Then she smirks.

Santana and I were both confused before realizing that Santana's hand is still clutched to mine. We both looked at our hands and immediately pulled away.

"Great, so that means no. Now why don't you two get out of here and go somewhere?" My mom says still grinning like a fool before Santana and I ran to the living room blushing in red.

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After watching an episode of Orange is the New Black, Santana and I decided to watch The Smurf in my room. My mom offers her to sleep in the guest room but I sensed how she flips every time she hears the thunder so I asked her if she wants to sleep in my room instead. She says "Much better". It made me blush you know? Santana will be sleeping next to me. How do I get so lucky?

"Is that a quote from the movie?" I was brought back to my own self when she spoke.

"What quote?"

"How do I get so lucky?" She says, looking at me smirking.

"Shit, did I say that out loud?"

"Uh-ha" she nodded "Are you thinking of something?" Curious, she asked.

"Nope, d-don't mind me."

"Okay..." She shrugged and looked back at the movie.

After an hour, the movie is finally finished. I was planning to watch Frozen when I noticed how Santana's eyes were fighting to stay awake.

"Hey San, you can go to sleep if you want to."

"No, it's fine. I can watch another one."

"Come on, let's sleep I smiled at her tapping her leg then I turned off the television before settling back in my bed.

"Thanks for making me stay for the night, Britt."

"Anytime Santana" I said as I yawn.

"Good night, Britt," she says as she scoots closer.

"Have a smirf dream, San..."

"What?" She giggles.

"Smirf, means sweet." I smiled coyly as I see how her eyes sparkle even though the lights are off. I'm like in a wonderland. I hope she sleeps here more often.

"Well, have a smirf dream too Britt." Then she closed her eyes.

I looked at her, admiring her beauty for another minute before I finally decided to close my eyes and drift off to sleep.

I was still in my dreamland, dreaming about unicorns and Santana. We are girlfriends in my dream. I was standing at the door of the choir room, and then she saw me. She ran towards me smiling like I've never seen before. She jumped to me for a hug and I spun around with her in my arms. Then I got confused when I heard her sobbing, she tighten her hug. "San, what's wrong?" I felt her getting heavier on my shoulder as she hugs me even tighter...

"Britt..."

"San, what's wrong?"

"Britt, it's cold..."

Then I woke up. I felt arms tangled to me.

"San?" I gasped when I looked at her soaking with sweat and shaking. I put the back of my hand at Santana's forehead and swallowed dryly when Santana's temperature was beyond normal.

"Oh gosh, Santana..." I rubbed her arm gently. She stirs and slowly opens her eyes.

"Britt, it's cold," she mumbled.

"Stay here. I'll get a towel and a cold water to lower your temperature. I kissed her forehead and went to my closet to get another blanket first.

"Here, are you still cold?" I asked her as I tucked her in with another blanket.

"What was that for?" She mumbled.

"This blanket?"

"The kiss."

I realized what I did. "Uh, just to make you feel better. My mom said if a person is sick you should kiss them on their forehead. It's like a magic, you know?" I smiled nervously.

"Okay, thanks Humor." Well that was just my excuse and I'm glad she took it. I blushed again.

"Okay, stay right here and don't move."

I ran downstairs and headed to the kitchen to get ice, a pitcher of cold water and a basin. I ran back upstairs and bumped to my mom.

"Jesus, mom! Shit, you almost killed me." I hissed into whisper.

"Why are you running in the middle of the night?" She whined. "and what are those for?" Pointing to the pitcher of water and pack of ice in my hands.

"Santana is sick. It's my fault because I asked her to play in the rain with me. You know how I love rain and I didn't mean to-"

"Okay, stop the rambling, Pumpkin. I get it. I'll get some meds in my room. Bring that to her and make her change shirt. I'm sure she's soaked in sweat."

I nodded and headed to my room.

I poured the basin with cold water, dip the towel and wrung it.

I walked again towards the closet to get a new shirt for Santana.

"San, can you sit a little?" I asked. "Just move slowly, okay?"

Santana just propped her elbow weakly before sitting, leaning her head by the dashboard.

"Okay, hands up." I told her so I can easily remove her shirt.

I rolled the hem of her shirt and up. I blushed again, gulping at the sight of her toned abs. Damn it...

"Britt, I'm cold," she says.

"Uh, right. Hands up again, San." I told her and fully took her shirt off before slipping the new one.

"Okay, lay back down." I tucked her in my blankets and put the now soaked towel on her forehead.

"Knock, knock!" My mom interrupts, smiling at us. "How's Brittany's patient?" She asked as she handed me the meds and a glass of water.

"I'm so sorry for the trouble Holly." Santana shyly says.

"Oh no. You're not a trouble Santana. Take the meds and I guarantee, tomorrow you'll be fine"

I helped Santana lift her head to take the meds and drink water.

"Thanks, Holly," Santana says.

"Anytime Santana. I'll go back to my beauty rest now. Get well." My mom winked. She turns around to leave the room at the same time showing me a thumb's up with her hands on her lower back.

I'm glad that Santana is not looking anymore.

"Good night mom!"

"Okay!" she yelled.

"Britt, go back to sleep. I think I'm okay now." Santana said.

"No, you're not okay yet. You're still hot!"

"Wanky!" She giggles.

"You still can joke, huh?" I said as I dipped the towel and put it back on her forehead.

Santana sniffles...

"Hey, that was a joke. I'm not mad." I said as I gently stroke my hand through her hair.

"Sorry... I get upset whenever I'm sick. I'm thinking of the fight I had with Quinn. What if she hates me now?"

"Quinn is your best friend. She can't hate you. I think what happened was just a misunderstanding."

"I can't lose my friends." She mumbled. Sadness is evident in her voice.

"You can't lose them. Why are you thinking that?"

"I don't know." she shrugged. Tears are falling from her eyes.

"That's enough, okay?" I cooed.

"My mom and my abuela hate me because I'm a lesbian. Rachel is gone and now Quinn..." She cries.

"You're an amazing person, okay? If they hate you, then make them see how lovable you are." I said still stroking my hand through her hair.

"Yes, Rachel is gone but I'm sure she's watching you from up there," pointing to the stars that are visible outside my window.

"And Quinn... She's just upset. If you want, I can help you create a song for her, to sing to Puck." I offered.

"Okay," she mumbled "I'm just afraid, you know..."

"What are you afraid of?"

"That one day I will wake up and everything's gone," she sniffles.
"You're not gonna lose everything. You have me and I got your back."

"Thanks Britt, you really are a genius."

Finally, I saw her smile again.

"Okay, let's sleep Pocahontas!" I giggled.

"That's better," chuckling, she says. "Good night, Humor," she says.

"Okay, night night."

"Hmm, can I smirf you?"

Whoa, wait... Can I smurf you? That means can I kiss you, right?

"I-if you w-want to..." I stuttered before starting to close my eyes.

I was so getting my hopes up when she put her arms around me and scooted closer. HA!

"Thanks for letting me hug you. I'm really cold."

"What?" I opened my eyes and looked at her with confusion.

"What, what?" She looks at me, frowning, before I realized what smirf she was saying.

"Oh, nothing..." I smiled blushing. "Ah-I told you, I got you" I winked.

She gave me a warm smile before drifting off to sleep. I kissed her forehead and did the same.

If it was a dream, I don't want to wake up anymore.

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AN: Hi guys, I hope you like the update.
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So, any favorite quote?

Ps: Next chapter will be oh so great! Lol ;)