Brittana drabble

"San", She breathed. The single word, sending shivers down my spine. Her chest is rising and falling, hard, like she has been running. Running hard. Her eyes are puffy too. A cold knot forms in my stomach. I made her cry. I should have stayed silent. We can't be friends anymore, not with how I feel. Plus she probably hates me now. "Please, I didn't say anything. You just walked away so fast before I could."

"It's.. It's ok Brit. I made you cry. I know what tears mean. I know."

"Do you? Because I don't think you do." She moves closer and I draw in a sharp breath. I should move away. I don't deserve to have her so close. Her eyes though, her eyes hold me to my spot. Transfixing me with their piercing blue color. Riveting me to where I stand. Seeing straight into my soul. And she whispers, so softly, " Sometimes, S, people cry when they are happy." Then, then her lips are on mine, so sweet and gentle. She's kissing me, Oh God. I've dreamed about this for so long. My eyes start to water and I can't hold back the tears that start to run down my face.

"I love you, Brittany."
"I love you too Santana."