a brittana story : true love is a goal , episode 12

that afternoon , after pratice san : quinn!! she was ill..you were right...thank you so much * hugs her tight * quinn* smiles * told ya..now it's your turn to try and see if she wants to be with u..tomorrow!! san : * smiles * ok..now i have to go home..bye quinnie * kisses her cheek , goes home* after 15 minutes san * stops walking * no...stupid stupid me......i forgot my backpack * huffs , runs to school., sees all of the lights off , goes to the soccer field , sees the lights on , hides , looks * britt* kicking the ball , doing some rigours, sweating * san : * looks at her , smiles a little * britt* kicks the ball trying to goal , fails , * dammit * sits down on the grass * san * thinks * quinn said i had to try...tomorrow....but now it's the same so....com'on santana...do it * walks towards her , sits down besides her * tired ?? britt* jumps , looks at her * w-what are u doing here ?... san : taking my backpack * smirks * and you , badaass? britt* blushes * i just ...tried some things before the game next week...you know ,..i'm new one here * side smiles , lays down on the grass * oh god.....* looking at the stars * san * smiles a little , lays down besides her , looks at the stars * they are beautiful , aren't they ? britt * turn her head to santana * what ? the stars ?? san * giggles * yes...see that ? * points to a star * that 's the polar star...and that * points to a group of stars * is the great bear . britt :that ? * points to a group of stars * san : no..* giggles * that * takes britt's hand , leads it towards the right direction * is the great bear britt* feels butterflies * it's weird...i don't see nothing that looks like a bear san : well , comes closer * if you turn a little your head you'll see a bear that walks ...kinda * giggles * britt:* turns a little her head * yeah,...i see it..* lays on one side , looking at san * you know so much about stars san * looks at britt * yeah..i just like them....sometimes , when you're alone and you don't know what to do with your life ...look at them and your mind will see something that say to you what to do.* giggles * it's just my stupid theory britt: no no...it's not stupid..not at all ! san : you really think so ?* looks into her eyes * britt : * smiles * really really the sprinklers turns on, the water in falling on the field san *squeals * ahh * sits up * britt:sits up ,* crap...what the hell is happening ?? san * puts her hands in her hair * no....my hair....* pouts * britt * looks at her , laughs * san : * tries to be serious , fails , laughs * the laughs slowly dies down and their face are really close san * is really close to britt's lips , thinks * i think this is the right moment..i have to try...and i 'm doing it...i'm doing it NOW! * leans in * britt* heart beating faster , looking into santana 's eyes , thinks * oh my god..those eyes...they're mesmerizing..oh and those lips...beautiful , kissable , sweet lips....wait....she's leaning in ...and i want to kiss her...really i do..but i can't get hurt again ..i don't know if she's just a player or something.. i don't know if she really cares about me...* pulls back * i-i i'm sorry..i really am...i...i h-have to g-go * stands up , runs away * san : w-what ? * her lower lip is trembling * n-no...i will not cry...i c-an't cry * crying , all wet from the water that is falling, stands up *, shouts * why ?? * kicks the ball hard, it hits a window breaking the glass * san * looking at the hole in the window , crying * no....brittany * kneels down , puts her head in her hands , crying harder *