you're there for me [brit]

[santana]

Santana was not liking the start of her senoir year that was for sure. She needed to change everything while she could. Here she was standing in the bathroom once again wiping slushie off of her. Why did she have to go and join the stupid glee group and like it? It ruined her image completely. She knew what she had to do this year. It was her final year at McKinley and she needed to get back on top. She was not going to be walking the halls this year afraid of being slushied or being laughed at for liking a glee club.

She had to become a Cheerio again. She had to wear the uniform and walk the halls superior. A group that won national championships, unlike the other because two of the kids can't keep their hands off each other like it was a Ron Jeremy movie or something. A squad that was respected around school, and she needed to get back on it. She wanted to be captain, and after the Cheerios losing the minute her, Quinn, and her best friend Brittany left, she knew Sue would be begging to have them back. She would go back. Quinn could stay away if she wanted, actually Santana perferred it because it gave her shot at captain. She would definitely be back on top of the status quo if that happened.

She wiped away the slushie as much as she could and wiped her eyes when she heard the door open and her best friend call out to her. She sucked back the tears and made herself look strong as she turned to her best friend. "Hey Brittany." she said before pulling some of the slushie out of her hair. "They really need to make an easy to wash shampoo for this stuff." she tried to joked as her voice was hoarse from the bit of crying she had done before Brittany walked in.

[BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE]

Brittany half skipped half ran over to Santana and smiled sweetly at her. "Hey Santana... what happened?" Brittany asked and began picking chunks of ice out of her best friends hair. She noticed that she had been crying and had to hold her breath to stop herself from breaking down in tears, it hurt her so much to see Santana like this. After she had gotten what she could out of San's hair and moved to her clothing.

Brittany shifted Santana's hair from both shoulders to just her left so she could clear the slushie off her shoulders. Brittany reached over to the dispenser and got some paper towels. She began scooping the blue colored ice off the latina once again. "Hmm... Lord Tubbington might know where to get some of that stuff, I'll ask him tonight." Brittany said as she switched Santana's hair from the left to the right so she could repeat.

[santana]

Santana sighed and rolled her eyes at the thought of Amizo when Brittany asked what happened. Stupid jocks and their stupid images. She needed a new image. She looked to Brittany as she started helping clear the slushie off of her. "Stupid boys." she bluttered out before looking up at Brittany. Girls could be mean and botchy but what girl have you seen walk these hallways and toss a slushie at someone in Glee? Sure, her and Quinn used to laugh when they were around Rachel getting a good slushie facial before they joined up in glee, but they never actually threw one themselves. Boys were stupid. That was why she liked girls. Shhhh.

"Sorry.." she apologized before taking a breath and finished explaining what happened. "Amizo and his little freak patrol invited me to a party as a joked and then tossed this crap all over me." she motioned to the slushie. "I'm still hot right Brittany?" she asked curiously remembering that Amizo said that she USED to be hot. What changed besides the fact she didnt wear a Cheerio uniform anymore? That would change soon enough as well.

[ew..sorry this one sucks]

[BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE]

Brittany listened intently and still let her thoughts wander. They went from Lord Tubbington, to the last time her and Santana made out to lunch today. Brittany still knew what Santana was talking about and nodded thoughtfully. "Stupid boys..." She agreed and trailed off as Santana carried on talking about what happened. "Okay. I second second second that. Boys are stupid, they're so mean." Brittany said and then Santana asked a question. "Of course you are, Santana. Nothing could change that. They're are just upset because you aren't wearing a super-duper short skirt." Brittany answered and winked.

After a while of silent thought Brittany gasped and said, "Well, you know in those magazines we used to read? About the problems we have, didn't they say boys are mean to the girls they like? Azimo likes you!" Brittany announced and smiled sweetly, although her heart was throbbing really hard. Santana was hers, right?

[santana]

Santana listened to her best friend tell her that nothing would change her hotness. She loved hearing that from people, mainly Brittany. That was who it mattered most from. The bubbly blonde she met when she was younger. Santana still remembered the day they met. Brittany asked if she wanted to play hide and seek and Santana didn't quite understand how two people could play the game, but she told Brittany they could pretend they had others playing and the smile on the blondes face made Santana smile. She never could understand it, but that was the moment she found her best friend and thats what mattered. A lot of people didn't see Brittany the way Santana saw her. The same was said for the blonde seeing Santana. She was the only person that understood the latina the same way.

She smiled slightly to Brittany and nodded. "I did look hot in that skirt though. Can't say that I blame them." she joked slightly with a laugh. She was laughing instead of crying. Brittany had that effect on her. The bubbly blonde's cheerful personality always rubbed off on Santana. She wished sometimes she could be happy all the time like Brittany was, but the truth was she just wasn't. Then again, if she was she wouldn't have Brittany to even her out like she had so she wouldn't change it for anything in the world.

She heard her mention about the magazine and say that Amizo liked her and Santana wanted to gag right then. "Ew, that's gross Britt." she told her honestly. Amizo was just...definitely not the type Santana went for but then again she did sleep with Finn so she really didn't have much to say about it. She knew it was more to mess with Quinn and Rachel that night, but she still remembered Finn didn't have a clue. That's what sucked about having the big capital V. You sucked in bed. Besides, she didn't have that problem anymore because she knew all she wanted was Brittany.

She still didn't know where they stood. She knew that Brittany loved her more than anyone in the world, but that didn't make them a couple yet. Plus, she knew if they did Santana would have to come out because Brittany wasn't shy about her sexuality like Santana was. Santana knew how Kurt was treated when he came out and that was why she wasn't ready. She was a bad bitch, but she had her fears. She would always be Brittanys though. Plus she didn't know about the blonde and Artie yet either. She knew they had broken up, but that didn't automatically make Brittany hers. Even if she belonged to Brittany already.

[BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE]

Brittany smiled sweetly at the Latina as she took in what she said. Britt remembered the first time she ever saw Santana which was at the park when she had asked her to play hide and seek even though there was only the two of them. Brittany shook her head slightly as she came back out of the life-changing memory. When Santana replied Brittany looked back at her, "I did too, right?" Brittany said jokingly and twisted a piece of hair around. Her thoughts wandered back to the day they joined glee club and her, Santana and Quinn singing say a little prayer.

Then, another time when new directions split into boys and girls then performed a mash up. She remembered when they were all sat talking thinking that there was no need to practise until they needed to because they weren't expecting the boys to be that good. Brittany smiled at that memory. Then, there was prom. Santana looking hot in a skin tight red dress. Brittany remembered dancing a little with Santana and then singing 'I'm not gonna teach your boyfriend how to dance.' looking for Santana in the crowd.

She came back out of her memories in time to hear Santana's next phrase, "I know, but it could be true." Brittany said and sighed. She looked down and looked genuinely upset. What if Santana really did end up with him? Britt thought that Santana played for the other team which must make that an impossible thing for her and Azimo to be together. Why did Brittany have to say that, she didn't read those magazines anymore because Santana said it wasn't true what was written in it.

[santana]

Santana smiled and laughed, nodding her head to Brittany's adorable wonderment of if she looked hot in a Cheerio uniform. "You look hot in a lot of things Britt, you know that." she told her. There she went again telling Brittany how hot she thought she was even though Brtt already new what San thought about her. It was just sometimes painful for Santana to stand in front of Brittany and open her heart only to not know where Brittany's belonged. After all Santana was never one to give her heart in any relationship. Brittany was the first person she loved with all of herself.

It had been this way for awhile now. They've been best friends for like...ever now but it was when they were ten when Santana realized she had the tinyest crush on Brittany that would later grow into what it was today. She snapped back into real-time mode when Brittany sounded sad in her voice. Was something bothering her too? She didn't even realize because she was too busy being made over everything earlier. "You ok Britt?" she asked softly gently running her arm around her.

[BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE]

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Brittany rocked on her heels a few times as her thoughts never wandered too far. She stared deep into the latina's eyes like they always did when they were talking. Brittany snapped out of the day dream she was in and looked at the windows that overlooked the car park. She saw that most of the cars were gone but a few still remained.

"Thanks, Santana. Do you remember that time when it was halloween and we dressed up as bats but without the wings. Everyone was staring at us when we walked in that party." Brittany replied and laughed slightly at the memory as she looked away from the windows and back to her best friend.

Brittany smiled at Santana. She completely looked up to her and that would never change. "I'm...fine I just.. thought about you and azimo getting together and..." Brittany's smile disappeared and Britt looked away from the latina, staring at one of the bland walls across the room from her.

[santana]

hello you longshots, you dark horse runners

Face to face and heart to heart. We’re so close - yet so far apart….

Santana felt it every time she was around her best friend. Her best friend. The blonde who came into her life when they were little and took this girl’s heart. The only person to ever get inside her heart the way she did. It was known that Santana was not an emotional person when it came to feelings and her heart. She was quick to go off and get your face if needed, but breaking down and letting someone in was a different story. There was just something about Brittany that was able to break through the Lopez wall and get inside the Latina like no one else could. Santana hated it.

She didn’t hate Brittany. She could never hate Brittany, but she hated how she felt and not being able to openly express herself and give herself to Brittany like she wanted. Even if she did, would Brittany want the same? At one point it seemed Santana could tell what Brittany wanted, but she wasn’t sure anymore. Santana confessed her love for Brittany and told her she wanted to be with her. She wanted to give her whole self to her best friend and be hers and only hers. When she did that she was rejected for the kid in the wheelchair. She hated Artie for that. She never really cared for Artie to begin with, but when Wheels took her girl, she really hated him for it.

I close my eyes – I look away. That’s just because I’m not okay….

She wasn’t okay. She was standing there in front of her best friend, heart beating a mile a minute and a million thoughts running through her mind at once. She was rejected once and didn’t want to be again. How could she tell her best friend she wanted to be with her? How could she show it? She wasn’t good at this. Damn it for being a Lopez. The Lopez family was known to be shut down and hide themselves behind a wall of tough exterior. They had to be tough, because then they’d get ran over and that was something Santana never let happen to her. No one ever told Santana what to do, or make her feel like she was nothing. However, she wanted to. If Brittany wanted to drive all over her, she would let her do it. Just start up the engine and put in drive and run all over her with emotion. It wasn’t easy, but she was in fact a Lopez. She had to be strong.

Gotta hold on – I stay strong. Wondering if we still belong….

That’s exactly what she had to do. She had to be strong and not show anyone that she was in fact hurting inside. Dying was a better word. It felt worse than anything to not have what you wanted most in the world. She wondered if Brittany felt the same. She knew the blonde loved her because she told her, but she also chose Wheels over her. Really? What did Wheels have that she didn’t? Besides, sex with Wheels was nauseous. Could the kid even get it up? That had to be boring, but the fact was he had her girl under him rather than Santana having her warm body under her she wanted. She needed a warm body under her like she always said. Her and Brittany used to get it on a lot, and it was fun – she wouldn’t lie about that. She couldn’t deny it. It was something about being with the one you loved.

The sex stopped after Brittany got with Artie because just the thought of Artie on her girl was enough to make her want to throw up. Now, she was even more confused because Brittany wasn’t Artie’s anymore, but she didn’t know if she was Santana’s or not. She sang two love songs to the girl expressing herself. Still, it didn’t seem enough. She had the fear of everyone finding out she played for the other team and after what Kurt went through, Santana was scared. Still, she told Brittany how she felt, and she still didn’t know where she stood with her best friend.

Will we ever say the words we are feeling? Reach down underneath and tear down all the walls….

The walls, the Lopez gene – the rejection. It was all holding her back from telling Brittany everything. Sharing everything she wanted to share with the girl in front of her. The girl who took her heart from the beginning - when they played hide and seek with the sun – and became her best friend. She looked to Brittany and smiled slightly – nodding her head. ”Yeah I remember.” she said with a smile. The girl always made her smile. No matter how bad of a day it was – Brittany’s smile and bubbly personality made everything better. ”Don’t worry B, there’s only one person that can have me – um, s0 how’s your day so far?” she asked her wanting to change the subject as quick as possible. Damn walls. She hated them. She wanted her girl. She wanted her happy ending.

Will we ever have our happy ending? Or will we forever – only be pretending….

hairbrush singers, dashboard drummers

words: 882 wowwww
tag: britts
status: angsty xD
notes: omg i love angst santana
credit: kaysey's got style of a thousand fireflies

[BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE]

The room stayed quiet and the tension was so thick Brittany could cut through it with scissors. It was soon smoothed out by Santana replying to Britt’s memory about the Halloween party. “That was so fun! I remember everyone staring at us as we walked in but we didn’t notice and just danced and ate candy.” Brittany said, her eyes returning to the brunette before her. Only for a second but enough for Brittany to get caught in the brown eyes. She quickly looked away again, confused and depressed about the thought of Santana being with someone else.

Brittany would have said yes right away when Santana expressed her feelings for her but, there was Artie. After they broke up and Brittany knew that she could definitely be with Santana if she said the words it made her all the more nervous about it. She wasn’t as worried as Santana about the looks but she remembered what happened to Kurt when he came out about his sexuality. She knew that Santana would feel that way too because somehow, Brittany could always tell what the latina was thinking. The next words she said confused Britt even more. She couldn’t tell who they were about her, or someone else…

She didn’t know what to say to Santana after that, Her eyes darted around the room nervously. The blonde never really felt this emotion before unless she was about to perform in front of a big crowd but that usually went away, or when she first saw the spaceship that probed her. Eventually, Brittany got over herself and sorted her thoughts out thinking, it takes a lot for someone to say they love you so that phrase must be me because she has told me she loves me.

Brittany’s eyes finally found the brown ones and she looked straight into them and said, “That’s reassuring because there is only someone who can… have me.” Britt’s expression didn’t change but her eyes softened and you could immediately tell the difference in the blondes feelings. Brittany breathed in and out deeply before letting her feelings through her face which made her break out into a smile. She loved being with Santana and that’s all that really mattered to her, making sure the latina was happy and the feeling she had when she was near her.

When she asked about how her day had been, Brittany could tell that she was trying to change the subject, she let her have it though so the blonde smiled and said, “I was only in 2 classes. They were home ec and glee. The rest, there was no point in me going to because I learn more if I’m not there. I can’t say I don’t disagree.” Brittany said and winked. “In home ec they made me destroy a baby chickens house. I cried for the rest of the class but everyone told me to get over it.” Brittany sucked in a deep breath, remembering the class before letting it go and letting her perkiness come back through, “How was your day?” She asked.

[santana]

hello you longshots, you dark horse runners

Santana could remember the night. She remembered how hot Brittany looked that night, but Santana always knew how hot Brittany looked. God, she hated this feeling. This feeling of loneliness. This feeling of wanting something you couldn't have. Brittany chose Artie. She didn't choose her. She expressed her feelings once to the blonde, and got nothing in return. She sang two love songs to her. Songbird and Landslide both showed the blonde how the Latina felt. Then, the locker. The moment Santana told her everything. Brittany being her world and how she wanted her. Only to be shot down.

And I'm so sick of love songs...

Ne-Yo had it right didn't he? She didn't like the song, but it did have meaning after all. The heartbreak, the rejection, and...love songs. How could she tell Brittany how she felt again? How could she say the words that were beating in her heart when in the back of her mind the fear of being rejected again. The fear of saying she loved her, but not the way Santana wanted her to love her.

"Oh, I noticed. I was just having too much fun with you." she laughed slightly looking to her best friend.

Only one who can...have me.

It replayed over and over again. Like her Ipod was stuck on replay. God she wanted it to be her. She wanted it more than anything in the world. More than Donald Trump wanted a new hair piece, more than Hugh Hefner wanting an orgy still when he was a hundred and ten. She was too afraid to ask though. "Fun. Can't you tell?" she asked posing like a model, but still covered in slush. She laughed slightly just wanting to go home already so the day would end.

hairbrush singers, dashboard drummers

words: idk
tag: britts
status: done
notes: woo sorry it took so long. ):
credit: kaysey's got style of a thousand fireflies

[BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE]

Brittany thought about when she turned Santana down for Artie. That was on of the things she really regretted. If she had just agreed then they could walk down the halls and be a couple. Britt knew Santana well enough to know that it must have been really hard for her to say those things to her.

When Santana said about her day being fun Brittany frowned. "Well, I wouldn't describe being covered in slushie fun... but I'm sure before all that is was awesome!" Brittany saw Santana pose and laughed. "Work it, girl!" Brittany said, joining in and then looking at the still covered latina. Brittany licked her lips, grinning a little and then scooping a little that was still on San and put it in her mouth. "mm! It tastes so good! It's like... Slushie and Santana all in one!" Brittany said, scooping more up.