a brittana story : true love is a goal,episode 18

the next morning britt's p.o.v. i just woke up from a nightmare , i just dreamed that i went to santana's and told her i love her but she just shut the door ..i turn on my side on the bed and see some wet towels , my hand hurts , i look at it and the knuckles are bruised....oh right , i made this mess when i punched santana's door , after she went with ...mark...no! it wasn't a nightmare..i get up , i go towards the mirror , i have red , puffy eyes , a blank expression and a pale face , i look at my wrist , it's 8 a.m. .....too soon , i don't wanna go to school..i go to the bathroom , underss myself and do a cold shower . i dry myself and put on sweatpants with a baggy t-shirt ...i just want to go for a run , when something goes wrong i always run ..it just calms me, it soothes me * britt : * has glassy eyes , drinks some water , hears some music , thinks* wow..my mind is really tricking me , i can almost hear ''landslide'' , santana's voice , her guitar , our song ! * tears up* but nobody is playing..it's just my imagination , cause she's not here ..with me* pissed , punches the counter , opens the door fast , about to burst out of the door , sees santana * san : * sitting infront of britt's door , playing her guitar , singing*Well, I've been afraid of changing 'Cause I've built my life around you But time makes you bolder Even children get older And I'm getting older too Oh I'm getting older too * stands up , looking into brittany's eyes , puts her guitar down , has teary eyes* britt * tries to be cold * what are you doing here ? * looks away* san : * looks down *i...i'm here since today at 3 a.m. ...after last night..i just tought about what you said..i..* takes a shaky breath* i loved you too..since the moment i started drawing about you , i just saw how you are when you're yourself , when you dance , when you sing , hell even when you smoke ! i love you so much ..but i didn't say it last nigh ìt cause i thought that being on top of all was iimportant and not what you really want ..but after 2 good hours of thinking about your words i just understood that it's not like this...life isn't a war , and i'm tired of fighting in this war that..i'm doing with myself , you know ? i 'm jsut fighting something that is inside me ...that something is my love for you ! i know that people think it's wrong the love i have for you , but i can't do anything about it..i stopped fighting , i'm letting this part of me take over ..i 'm so sorry for being such a bitch , please brittany forgive me ? * tries to look into her eyes * britt : * looking at the door handle *you just shut the door infront of me... san : i know , and i'm so sorry for that..* thinks of something to make britt forgive her * you know..when you draw someone , you have to take every little detail , you have to draw the bright and the dark side of a person, you have to find every little flaw and draw it , cause they make a person beautiful too..when i draw you * takes her hand * i try to find a flaw , but i give up because ..there aren't ..you're flawless , you're perfect..to me * little smile * britt : * touched by santana's words , has tears in her eyes , feels loved , take her hand away * san * hurt , looks down * britt : * grabs the door handle with one hand , puts the other arm around santana's waist , pulls her in , closes the door* san * gets pulled into britt, smells her , enjoys her perfume , looks up at brittany , has teary eyes * please can i kiss you now.? britt : * smiles lovingly , pulls her into a deep kiss * san * puts her arms around britt's neck , sucking britt's lower lip between hers , gasps at the sweet flavor* britt * pulls away a little * where's mark ? san : * whispers * it's over * kisses her again*