Brittany POV:

Last night was amazing. Santana finally admitted that she likes me! Can you believe it? SANTANA LIKES ME!

Yes, I wanna shout it out for a million times and I wanna eat like hundred pieces of M&M's 'cause that's the taste of sweet victory!

After driving her home and got another kiss from her, I couldn't refrain from smiling and I don't know if I got enough sleep. Now I'm sitting in the kitchen with my hand under my chin, day dreaming like a fool and smiling like an idiot.

"You smile like an idiot, what's up?" I was interrupted by a familiar voice which I know I missed like forever.

"Oh my gosh, Hannah! I squealed like a 5 yr old kid then launched to hug her. Hannah is my older sister, a year older than me. She's also blonde with big beautiful eyes but she's quite shorter than me. She looks exactly like mom... My real mom.

"Okay calm down baby girl!" She laughs.

"Are you gonna stay overnight 'cause I really want some sister bonding tonight after school?" I asked in a pout, my hands around her waist.

"Don't worry, I'll be here for two weeks and maybe I'll extend for more than a month if I get lucky," she says as she shows me her pink suitcase.

"What do you mean?" I asked excitedly, interested on what she was about to say.

"Well, I'm planning to transfer to Carmel High and if the principal would let me, then I'll talk to your dad and your new mom if I can stay here until I graduate high school," she says coldly.

"Our dad," I corrected her. "...and Holly is really nice. You should give her a chance."

She scoffed and muttered, "Whatever."

After my real mom and dad got divorced when I was 7, Hannah was 8, they each decided to take one of us. I lived with my dad and still under his roof while Hannah was with my mom. My mom married a new guy after a year, but then later on the guy told my mom to give Hannah back to us. So Hannah lived with us for a while until Holly came into the picture. Hannah found out about dad getting married to her, Hannah cried and begged dad not to, she thought that Holly was the same as the guy my mom married. So she called Aunt Claire and asked if she could live with her. My aunt and her husband gladly let her live with them and treated her as their own child since my aunt Claire can't have a child anymore after she had several miscarriages.

"Okay, I'm not going to force you but I'll be so happy if you'll stay with us. Hmm, why do you have to transfer anyway?" I asked as I went to open the fridge and took a bottle of milk. I poured a glass of milk for Hannah and handed it to her.

"Well, I got kicked out of school," she says and shrugged.

I laughed. "Kicked out? Again?"

"Hey! I'm not that bad!"

"Then what is it this time?"

"Well, let's just say I tied someone at the flag pole 'cause she spilled my coffee on a Monday morning," she says with a smirk.

"You are such a bitch and that's coming from me!" I said to her laughing hysterically.

"Stop bullying me!" She says laughing. "So, spill." Hannah suddenly says as she interestedly looked at me.

"Spill what?"

"Why you're smiling like an idiot?"

I grinned as I think of a certain Latina. "Well, I met someone in school. She really is something and..." I leaned closer and happily whispered. "We kissed last night," and her mouth hung opened in an O shape and copied my smile.

"You're still a record breaker Britt! So, when are you going to dump this poor girl?" She responded with a smirk on her face as she drinks her glass of milk.

"I'm not playing this time. I'm serious with this woman. I really, really like Santana and I think that I'm falli-"

"Zit! Wait, what!? Oh no, shut it. Don't try to- are you serious?"

"Hannah, she's amazing! And why do people think that I can't be serious for once in my life? I really think that I'm falling for her and I need your support in this. You're my sister!"

"Oh my god, you really said that you love her," she groaned. "And her name is Santana, like Satan for short?" She looks at me disgustedly.

"Come on Han..."

She groaned but then smiled. "Okay, okay. I got your back and if she hurt you I swear I would not hesitate to slice her throat! You are my baby girl!"

"Yeah, yeah..." I smirked "Oh shit, it's 7! I'm gonna be late! Bye Han, and please don't make any trouble with Holly, be nice!" I said shouting the last part as I was already running out of the house.

"I'm not a trouble, bitch! And where's my kiss?" She yells.

"Kiss my butt!" I said before I hopped onto my bike. I heard her mutter something but I didn't understand any of it.

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Santana POV

I can't believe I wasn't able to resist kissing her. But what am I complaining? I liked it. Am I in love? No, I don't think so. Not yet. Do I like her? Definitely, it's a yes. So, what are we now?

I tried to hold back this feeling but I can't and it is getting stronger and stronger whenever I'm with her.

I let out a breath while I was trying to collect my thoughts back to reality. I shook my head realizing I was still standing in front of my locker. "Kill me now." I muttered and took my first subject book which is Math before I closed my locker.

"Jeez!" I jolted in surprise when I saw her leaning next to my locker looking towards me with a red rose between her teeth.

She giggles.

I laughed. "Don't do that!"

She took the flower from her mouth. "What? I just really want to surprise you... Here." she says as she handed me a rose.

I quirked an eyebrow. "Where did you exactly get this?"

She shrugged. "Picked from someone's garden. I thought it's cute and romantic," she says smirking.

I smiled biting my lower lip. "Yeah, it's really cute," I simply said.

"And?" She asks.

"And, what?" I playfully ask.

"The last word I said?" She says.

"Said and a question mark?" I giggled.

"Really?" She sighed.

I smirked. "And romantic."

She smiled as she blushed in red. "So, umm, last night was amazing."

I knew it! Now where do I hide?

"Are we, ummm, what are we?" She asks looking straight at me.

Now this is the serious part. What do I say? I'm not really sure. What are we?

"I mean, are we girlfriend and girlfriend, dating, or friends with benefits 'cause we are two friends kissing?" She asks rambling. "I hope we are not the friends with benefits thing 'cause that's not what I want us to be 'cause yah know..."

"Britt..." I started. "please calm down, okay?" I said when the truth was I'm the one who's getting nervous inside.

"Sorry," she mumbles.

I took her hands and I felt how she's really nervous. Her hands were cold, soft and they really fit with mine. Umm, what exactly I was trying to prove here? Focus Santana!

"Britt, I don't want to jump to having a commitment yet, I mean the girlfriend thingy and same that I don't want to be your friend with benefits but, I really want to get to know you more and I don't want to lose you. I mean yeah, so I guess we are on a dating stage." I said rambling.

I saw how her face lit up and she jumped and hugged me, squeezing me tightly.

"Oh my gosh! Are you serious, we are dating?" She squealed but not too loud.

I nodded and smiled.

This is it. There's no turning back. I'm dating Brittany S. Pierce. Gosh, I just spilled that I don't wanna lose her. Well I really want her to know that but I don't want her to brag it with everyone. I hope she won't. I still don't know a lot about this girl. But sure I'm willing to give my trust on her.

"I like you! I really like you San and I will do anything for you!"

"Britt, you don't have to. All I want you to do is be yourself. Now come on Ms. Romantico, we are going to be late on our first subject." I said as I offered her my hand and she gladly took it.

We both walked together to our first class as the other students started whispering and starts looking at our intertwined hands.

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After our second subject, I was left all alone in the cafeteria, waiting for my friends while Brittany went to Coach Beiste's office. She told me about her sister who just came this morning in their house. So, she will go to ask coach if she could skip the practice later.

I was sitting in one of the tables in the cafeteria when someone sat beside me.

"So, you two are in love?" I looked at the person and I was disgusted how she wears a sly smile on her face. Don't start asking about her voice, it was really annoying.

"Why do you care?" I asked bluntly.

She smirks. "Just to let you know, Lopez. I'm her friend and I know and still remember everything about her even the color of underwear she wears when we got it on last month."

"Are you aware that you are disgustingly annoying and your bitchiness makes me want to erase your face? And what the fuck are you trying to say bitch? That I'll be one of the girls Brittany's slept with just like you?"

She laughs and I swear it sounded like an evil witch!

She leaned closer leveling her eyes on mine. "Are you threatened of me, huh?" She looks at my hand and she let out a very intimidating laugh. "You know, you should start practicing not to jitter whenever I'm talking to you. It makes you look so weak."

I looked at my hands and yes, they were shaking. Fuck, why now?!

I took a deep breath, was trying to calm myself.

"Go away." I said breathing heavily.

She got up. "Fine, looks like I don't have to point it out more on you. So I think I'm gonna leave for now, now that I see that you already have the idea that she's just going to use you because of your reputation and dump you in the end, trash!"

Oh hell no!

Anger built up inside me so I got up, grabbed her by the collar and pushed her then pinned her down on the top of the table.

I looked at her with venom, eye to eye; I saw tension in her eyes maybe because she doesn't expected this was going to happen.

"What the hell? I was just kidding!" She says trying to pull off my hands out of her shirt.

"Shut up Reagan or I swear-" I hissed into a whisper then I felt having a hard time to breathe.

"Get off me!"

"Shut up!" a tear fell from my eyes. I know it's my anxiety again. And the last thing I wanna do is to get out of control and punch her in the face for talking too much.

I saw how her scared look changed when she felt that I was kind of shaking then I start sobbing.

"What the fuck, Lopez hey?.." She says as she holds me.

Then my vision gets blurry, I heard Quinn's voice and Brittany before I finally blacked out.

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I started waking up and I thought I just fainted a minute ago but now all I can see was darkness. I looked at the clock on the bedside table and it says 6:38 pm.

I groaned then panic hits me. Where am I?

I tried to familiarize the wall, the bed and even the cabinet on the corner, realizing it was my room.

God, thank you!

But who brought me here?

Then I kind of startled when arms snaked around my waist pulling me backwards.

"Hey, San are you awake?" It came from a deeper voice.

I turned around and smiled realizing it was Brittany.

"Hey." I said.

"How's your head?" She asks, still one eye closed.

"I feel okay, what happened?"

"You fainted then Quinn panicked. I swear I really don't know who I'm taking first to the clinic," she let out a laugh. "Then thank god Puck came so he helped me take both of you."

I laughed at that thought. "Oh my gosh, Quinn loves to steal a scene."

Brittany nodded and cracked into a big laugh. "Anyway, they called your dads and it was Hiram who first to pick up the phone. He asks a favor to the doctor in our clinic to let me bring you home myself because they'll be coming home late, so tada! That's why we're both here."

I nodded and chuckled. "Owh, aww."

"Hey, you okay? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" She asks.

"No, I'm fine. I just maybe need to get more sleep."

"Then sleep Pocahontas, I won't go anywhere," she says smiling lovingly.

I shook my head. "I'm hungry, I want to eat something."

"Hmm you want me to order us pizza, Chinese food maybe or any fast food you would like to have?"

"No, just cook me some soup please." I said in a pout.

"We can just order some soup, I know a restaurant that serves and delivers," she says smiling as she bits her lower lip.

I chuckled. "You don't cook, do you?"

She giggled. "Hey, I know how to but I'm still trying to work out on it. And FYI I know how to make pancakes and a blueberry cheesecake," she bragged.

I giggled. "Yeah, well at least you know how to make those two important foods that we both like." I said before I pecked her lips, I was kind of surprised with my act but I saw how I made her blush.

How Brittany looks at me, smiles at me and how she make me feel so important... I don't think that she's just going to use me like what that Reagan said.

"You really like me, right?" I ask.

"Yes, I do. Did Reagan say something bad about me?" She asks worried.

I nodded. "That you're going to use me to keep your popularity in school. That I'm one of the girls you'd like to slept with and leave after." I said looking back and forth from her eyes to her lips.

"Was that the reason you snapped out?"

I nodded. "Whenever people try to push me away or leave me, it triggers my anxiety."

"Is that why you're pushing people away before they do it first to you?"

I nodded again.

"So, was that why you were pushing me away?"

"Yes." I simply said.

"I won't do that to you. I promise. You're different from them." She says as she holds my hand.

"Have you not said it before to any of the girls you slept with?" I asked not looking into her eyes this time.

"I haven't said it before because they are all the same to me except you. I swear Santana that if I hurt you, I would hurt myself too. You're important to me and I've never ever like someone like this before." She said and I can feel sincerity in her voice.

"I like you and you're also important to me," I said.

We cuddled longer than half an hour. Then as we both lost in each other's eyes, I felt like kissing her so I did. We kissed passionately and no one tries to break the kiss until she pulled out when my hand suddenly lost somewhere above her chest.

"What's wrong?" I ask worried.

"I-ummm, are we going to, you know- 'cause umm," she trailed off looking at my hand.

I laughed. "Britt, I was just going to feel your heart beat, and my hand was over your shirt. Calm down."

Oh gosh, why does she have to be so adorable?

She let out a breath and laughed.

"And why are you even bothered? I mean, no offense but you slept with many girls. Like, what if I have sex with you tonight?" I asked closely to her ears and I swear I made her moan.

"Shit San, I mean, shit because..."

"Because?" I asked now teasing as I got on top of her.

She scoffed. "Because I'm hard to get!" She says.

"Hard to get, huh. Care to explain?"

"Because I fuck them and I didn't let them do me," she says avoiding my eyes.

I looked at her in puzzle, waiting for more explanation.

She sat up straight then looks at me. "I never let any of those girls touch my boobs or my down under 'cause I don't have feelings for them," she says half smiling.

I smiled too.

"Reagan says she still remember the underwear you wore the last time you two had sex," I quoted.

"She was too drunk and can't even unbutton my shirt. So tell me how's that possible?"

"Well, I don't know," I shrugged

"I swear I'm telling the truth!"

"Hmm, so you are?" I asked, curious.

She rolls her eyes "I hate to admit it but believe it or not, I'm still hella virgin from up here to down right there," she pointed to her boobs and to her, yah know...

"Please say something." Brittany says.

"It's okay." I said to her.

"It's okay?" She asks, doubting.

"Come on Britt. It's the best thing that you can give to your first love. You haven't been in love, right?" I asked and I saw how she gets uncomfortable with my question.

"I guess," she says.

"Then you have to wait for the right person."

"What if I say that you're the right person?" She asks and to be honest I kind of feel surprised.

I scoffed. "How sure are you? It could have been some other girl or Reagan." I bitterly said.

Bitter? No, I'm not!

I saw her mouth forms into a big grin. "You are jealous!"

I scoffed again. "Flatter yourself, Pierce. I'm not!"

She moves even closer to me and I moved backwards.

"Jealous." she says seductively.

Oh god!

"I said I'm not!"

She shook her head. "What if you saw me kissing Reagan, huh?" She smirks. "What'ya gonna do?"

"Then I won't talk to you anymore!" I said, felt anger but then she keeps on teasing me.

"You are not going to talk to me anymore because you are jealous?"

"No, because it's the right thing to do!" I said confidently.

"Aww, you are gonna miss me. I'm so cute, adorable, and sweet and I love Sanny!" She sings song.

She chuckles but then stopped maybe realizing she just said that she loves me?

I'm not deaf, and I swear I heard it!

A smirk was on her face. "Let's go, I'll make you soup," she said and my face lit up.

So we headed to the kitchen. She then wears the apron and start rummaging the fridge. I saw her took a pumpkin and some ingredients.

She motioned for me to sit so I did. I sat on one of the stool in the kitchen and was waiting for Brittany to finish the soup she was making for me.

Also, yes I was checking her out. What do you expect me to do? There's a girl in my kitchen wearing my apron, her shirt shows her nice curves and she's dancing her butt without any music.

"Like what you see?" She says and winks at me. I closed my mouth when I realized it was hung open and took my phone to switch my attention. But how can you still not look?

After I don't know how many minutes passed...

"The show is over," she turns around with a casserole hot pot in her hands. "My special pumpkin soup for the beautiful lady," seductively, she says.

She placed the hot pot on the center and starts placing two bowl and spoons.

"Let's get hot, shall we?" She says.

"Wanky!" I second.

That made her giggled.

I poured my own bowl with the soup she made and starts to devour.

"Whoa, this is my new favorite soup." I mumbled and had some more.

Brittany shook her head, smile appears on her face.

After dinner I told her to stay in the living room while I wash the dishes.

I can hear her laughing from the kitchen while she was watching SpongeBob then after 3 minutes or five the laugh died and I knew she's already asleep.

I went to the living room after I finished my task and I was right.

I sat beside the sleeping blonde and watch her for awhile.

"You told me you love me. Why me? I'm complicated and I don't deserve you." I said in a whisper.

She mumbled something from her sleep and scooted closer. I looked at the clock and realized it was already past eight.

I rubbed her arms to wake her up though I just want her to continue to sleep and stay the night with me.

She rubbed her eyes and yawns. "What time is it?"

"It's already past eight" I told her.

"Oh, hmm can I stay a little longer?"

"Did you inform your sister or your mom that you're here?" I asked.

She nodded. "I told my sister. She says I'm dead to her when I get home," she chuckles then scooted even closer to mine.

"We have classes tomorrow." I reminded her as I close my eyes, hmm but yeah I was hoping she could stay longer.

"Hmm, I'll just wait for one of your dads to come home. I don't want to leave you here alone," she says as she put her head on my shoulder.

"They'll be coming home very late, ten o'clock maybe. Do you wanna do something while we wait for them?"

I felt her shrugged then says, "Watch a movie?"

I looked at her with a wicked smile. "What about we play arcade?" I asked excitedly.

"It's late Santana. There's no open one for sure," she says.

"Come on, I know a place that closes at 12 midnight!"

"Santana, you should be resting yourself," she sternly says.

"Please!" I pouted.

"You can't get me with that pout," she says laughing but I know she's going to give up.

"Please!" I said again batting my eyes and smiled showing my dimple.

She snorted then laughs. "Fine! You got me! But I take you back home before ten!" She says in a serious tone then I smiled.

"Alrighty!"

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"Here we go, I'm gonna get yah, come on, yeah that's right, hmm, ooh, shhhiit! Urgh!" She groaned. "Jeez, come on!"

I burst into laughter.

"Santana, this is not funny! This machine is a cheater!" She says pointing at the claw machine.

"Okay, no problem. Forget about the kiss, let's just go home." I said teasing her.

"Nope, one more! I swear I can get you a minion!" She says sounded determined.

I smirked right after she turns back focusing on the machine. She inserts another token and starts playing.

I was trying not to laugh as I looked at her face. Her brows were knitting and her tongue was poking.

"I got it, I got it," she mumbles when the claw gets and pulled up one of the minions stuffed toys, and the claw starts moving towards the hole, but before the claw made it, it drops the stuffed toy.

"Hell no! Hell no!" She yells. "Not so fair!" She whined like a baby and it was cute.

I laughed. "Watch me!" I said to her then I pushed her aside so I can play my turn.

"You are not gonna get it!" She says teasing.

"Yeah, you wish?"

Then I pushed the start button and boom, right after twenty seconds, I finally got me a minion!

She gasped. "Norway! Norway!"

"Yemen!" I smirked then poked my tongue.

"You have a cheat?" She asks looking at me like I really did a crime.

"No, I don't have any!" I said nudging her.

She laughs. "I can't believe it!"

I poked my tongue again waving the minion I got. "Loser!" I teased.

She huffed. "Yeah whatever and you used the last token I had! How dare you?" she says in crossed arms, showing her infamous pout.

I pouted too. "Nyaaw, come here" I said inviting her into a hug.

She smiled then moved closer for a hug. I gave her the best tight hug and kissed her cheek. "There, only on the cheek. This is for you." I said handing her the minion stuffed toy.

"Aww, thanks you are so sweet" she says.

And yeah, why am I so sweet?

"Uh, yeah whatever," I said rolling my eyes. "And I'm not sweet, I have many minion stuffed toys anyway," I said bragging a little.

"Whatever you say, for me, you're still sweet" she says before she winks at me.

Silence took over until her phone rings.

"Oh, it's Hannah, excuse me," she says then I nodded.

She talks with her sister for a minute and it looks like Britt is in trouble.

She walks back at me and huffed.

"Times up, I need to go home before the fire breathing dragon gets mad at me."

"It's okay, no problem" I said smiling but I'm sad that the fun was over.

"But hey, I promised you I will take you home."

"No, Britt. It's already late and we are gonna see each other tomorrow anyway." I said giving her a reassuring smile.

"Okay, umm so, I'll take this way," she says pointing at the left side on the street "and of course you..."

"This way." I point at my back with my thumb. The right side.

"Okay, so send me a message once you got home safe okay?" She says looking at me sternly.

"Yep, and you do the same." I said, copying her face.

She beamed. "Okay."

So we hugged goodbye and made our separate ways.

I was hoping she would insist taking me home but whatever, I told her it was okay not to take me home anyway. Maybe I got this what most every girl has. The fake-hard-to-get syndrome. When you say you don't like it but the truth is, you like it. Or like what just happened. I told her not to take me home, but the truth was I wanted her to walk me home.

Now I'm regretting telling her that it was fine not to walk me home. It's almost eleven and I don't see anyone down the street.

Hearing someone walking behind you is just okay, right? Oh shit.

So I started walking faster when someone clasped a hand with mine, startling me and I almost punch the person on the face.

"Whoa! Easy, Jeez! Now I'm really sure you can handle walking late at night by yourself!"

"Britt! Why do you always do that?" I punched her lightly on her shoulder then she chuckles.

"Sorry about that, I really did that on purpose!" She admitted.

"You know, I was planning to buy a hair comb that has a built-in knife or a stun gun flashlight. What if next time I accidentally swung you a knife or I press a stun gun to you?" I said worried and kind of angry.

"Then you'll get into jail for killing the most angelic face on the planet," she says smirking.

"You better be careful next time Britt," I said. "You're making me worry."

I saw her blushed. Did I say something?

"I'm okay, and you don't have a knife yet or a stun gun," squeezing my hand with hers. "Now, let's walk a little faster so we can make it earlier than midnight." She says before she kissed my hand that she was holding which made my worries and anger gone.

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"So..."

"We're late!" She cut my sentence.

"Yeah." I laughed and felt like blushing. Why am I blushing? She didn't even say flirty stuff!

"Hmm, I'll see you tomorrow," she says bobbing her head and smiles with her lips pressed lightly together.

"Of course." I said holding a smile

"Okay, um so..." She closed her distance to mine and kissed me on my cheek. "Good night, Santana," she says and beams at me.

"Good night." I gave her a polite smile.

She was about to go when I grabbed her hand.

"Britt..."

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for taking care of me, for the dinner and for the little bonding we had earlier." I can't believe I said it, I mean the bonding thingy which I know Quinn will brag me the word "I knew it!" if she learns about what happened.

"You are welcome and I told you, I got you!" She happily says and winks at me. "I gotta go!" She says so I let her go home.

"Take care!" I shouted

"Yeah, good night!" She shouted back and waves the minion stuffed toy we got on our first date.

Wait, so was that a date?

I sighed with a smile and turned my back to go inside the house.

I noticed the light in the kitchen, means that dads are in. "I'm so dead." I mumbled.

I quietly opened the front door and starts tip toeing about to head up to my room but then I knew my night was not over when the stair creeks right after I stepped on the first level.

"Santana?"

I closed my eyes and starts cursing myself. "What the actual fuck!" I mouthed to myself.

"Santana?" Hiram calls again.

"Yeah, I'm here. Why?" I ask.

"Honey, can you come in here in the kitchen, please?" He says.

I groaned. "I'm so dead" I muttered again.

Just when I thought it couldn't get any worst... well now it does right after I saw not only Hiram and Leroy in the kitchen but with my parents.

"What are you doing here?"

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AN:

Oh my, I really enjoyed writing this chapter! haha So, what do you think?

What do you think about Reagan?

About Santana's parents? are you excited?

What do you think about Hannah?

Aaannnnd, Brittany is a virgin? hmmm?

Oh and about the title, haha IDK, it was a last minute and I was so excited to make an update sooo... yeah...

I love you all!

PS: Thanks MDFT! I wuv yu!