i. brittany was always a clumsy child . she would run around , and fall , and scrape her knees . no matter how many times that happened though , she still cried just the same after every bump and cut . the playground was the place where she’d gain most of her injuries . she would challenge the boys to races , and end up tripping over something and falling flat on her face . there was always someone there to pick her up though , and that was her best friend santana . she was always on hand to take her to get patched up . always affectionate , after one particularly painful incident , brittany needed to show her gratitude . she did that by wrapping her arms around the smaller seven year old , and giving her a sloppy kiss against her cheek . ❝ thanks santana ! ❞
ii. friday nights were always the same . football game , party , kissing a few football players , and drunkenly making their way back to brittany or santana’s house for their sleepover . it was always the same , until it wasn’t . when the pair were settled into the darkness of santana’s bedroom , and covered comfortable by her black silk sheets , it was as if brittany was seeing her in a different light . brittany always admired her best friend , loved her but she had never had such a sudden urge to kiss her before . she let her body take over before her mind could catch up , and suddenly she was leaning in and pressing her lips against santana’s . it was quick , and soft , and it caught santana off guard but she would have done it again and again . when the look of confusion , and questions came , brittany simply shrugged . ❝ i just... really wanted to kiss you . i kinda still do . ❞
iii. as santana’s full lips slid against her own in the back of an empty classroom , brittany could have swore she was in heaven . kissing santana always made her feel lightheaded , but there was something about the way that santana was kissing her that made her feel as if she was going to have a heart attack any second . she had santana pressed against the wall at the back , as her girlfriend’s fingers tangled through her blonde hair , and brittany allowed her own hands to roam . she had just finished her performance of who run the world and it seemed santana was having trouble waiting until they got home until she could fully appreciate brittany’s outfit . brittany definitely wasn’t complaining .
iv. as tears raced down brittany’s face , she couldn’t help but feel as if the world were ending . she shook her head , not wanting it to be real . how could it be happening ? how could santana simply say you know this isn’t working ? it wasn’t right . it wasn’t right , and it wasn’t supposed to be like that . they were soulmates . they were best friends . they couldn’t be apart . even if there was physical distant between them , they could make it through . brittany knew they could , so she couldn’t believe santana was putting emotional distance between the pair as well . you know i will always love you the most . this only made brittany cry more . if santana loved her , why was she doing this to them ? she wanted to fight for her . she wanted to tell her to stop being so silly , and that she wasn’t going to let her go . all that she could muster though , was a pathetic , watery kiss against santana’s lips that lasted no longer than a second , and a broken i love you too .
v. brittany always believed her dreams would come true . she believed she was going to be a dancer , and she believed that she was going to have at least four cats . a dream that always seemed out of her reach at all times though , was santana . so , when they were standing up in front of all of their family and friends , wearing white gowns , and promising each other forever , it still seemed too good to be true . she actually pinched herself at the alter , because she thought she might still be dreaming . brittany didn’t even notice that santana’s grandmother was balling in the front row , just like santana had always wanted , because she was too focused on the beautiful woman in front of her , who in about three seconds was going to be her wife . i now pronounce you wife and wife , you may kiss one another . she definitely didn’t need to be told twice . she reached out , her hands gently cupping santana’s cheeks , as she pulled her in for the first kiss as a married couple . it was gentle , and sweet and definitely didn’t reflect everything brittany was feeling , but she knew she couldn’t exactly stick her tongue down santana’s throat with everyone watching them . it was perfect , and she knew then that she could get to kiss santana for the rest of her life .