I'd Lie
Title: I'd Lie
Pairing: Santana/Brittany
Rating: PG
Summary: Brittany is in love with Santana but it's a secret.
Spoilers: Sectionals (possibly)
I do not own anything. This is my first fanfiction thing and I am not very good but I was Listening to I'd Lie by Taylor Swift and I thought I would work for how Brittany feels about Santana. Please no flames.
Brittany's POV
I sat on my porch in my Cheerio's uniform waiting for Santana to come and pick me up. I can't drive so Santana has been picking me up every day since she got her license. I heard the music coming from her red convertible as she drives up.
I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about her night
And I count the colors in her eyes
“Hey. What's up?” I ask as I get into her car. I don't really hear what she is saying as I look into her dark brown almost black eyes. They're so nice; no matter how composed she tries to look her eyes always show her true feelings.
She'll never fall in love she swears
As she runs her fingers through her hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope she's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed her mind
She tells a joke I fake a smile
That I know all her favorite songs and
“I'll never fall in love. That's how life should be, having sex with no commitments.” I hear her say. She has her hair down and I've always liked it better that way. This has succeeded in catching my attention. I don't know when I first fell in love with my best friend but I know it was a while ago.
I could tell you her favorite colors green
She loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
Her sister's beautiful, she has her father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love her, I'd lie
I know nearly everything about her. Her favorite song, color and all the trivial facts. Her older sister is beautiful as well, they look so much a like but I think Santana looks so much better. She is really close with her father, and she also has his eyes. I think she inherited so much more from her father then her mother. Of course, I wouldn't tell anyone this. If you asked me if I loved her, I'd lie.
She looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on?
Doesn't she know I've had her memorized for so long?
She looks over at me and smiles but doesn't notice how I keep sneaking glances at her. I've always thought she was so observant so it is hard to believe she never noticed the truth.
She sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see her cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing she was mine
With Santana everything is black and white, there is no gray area. She also won't let anyone see her cry, she considers that weak. I am the only one to ever see her cry other then her family. I also won't let anybody see me looking at her. This needs to be a secret.
I could tell you her favorite colors green
She loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
Her sister's beautiful, she has her father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love her, I'd lie
She stands there then walks away
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding every breathe for you
I hold my breathe as she looks over hoping she didn't notice my glances. I wish I could tell her but I don't want to loose her. She's my best friend and I don't want to ruin that.
He'd never tell you but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up is, "My god, he's beautiful"
So I put on my make up and pray for a miracle
She never really told anyone but she can play guitar and she's amazing. She can notice nearly anything, but my feelings. When I wake up and go to bed she is always the first and last thought on my mind. Every morning before I get dressed I pray that she likes me back; that we can be together.
Yes, I could tell you his favorite colors green
He loves to argue oh and it kills me
His sisters beautiful he has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him
If you ask me if I love him, I'd lie
“It's ok, I like you too.” I her say as we pull into the school parking lot. I'm pretty sure if this was a cartoon my jaw would be on the floor. I try to say something, anything but my mouth is dry and I'm in too much shock.
“It doesn't take a genius to figure it out. I was just hoping you would say something.” I can't believe this. If this is a dream I never want to wake up. By now the car is parked and we are just sitting there. I can't find my words but my mind has taken complete control of my body as I lean and press my lips against hers.