Even the stars, they fall..

Party tonight.

Mmm…and why not?

You're too good at that.

Party tonight.

I’d like to see you do better, Rache.

Oh trust me, I wouldn't even want to compete.

Party tonight.

Bring this shit on.

That's some moves, Santana.

Looking forward to the party this weekend.

Awesome. I love you.

I love you, too.

Looking forward to the party this weekend.

I’m sure. I want you there.

Okay, I'll be there.

Looking forward to the party this weekend.

Baby, you’re invited. I’m kind of helping to host it. Sorry, I just thought you’d know.

I still haven't auditioned for Glee club, so I kind of figured they wouldn't want me at their party. Are you sure they won't mind me crashing?

Looking forward to the party this weekend.

Are you coming to the party?

Oh, I don't think I've been invited.

Looking forward to the party this weekend.

The name that’s on my fake ID.

Oh, nice.

Looking forward to the party this weekend.

Britt’s parents are away, so it’s freaking party time. Rosario Cruz is coming out to play.

Who's Rosario Cruz?

The Way They Were || Pezberry

Slipping her tongue past Rachel’s lips, Santana ran her hand up a firm thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. She had been wanting this for so long, that she had no idea where to touch first. Santana wanted to explore every inch of her. Breathing finally became an issue and she sat up on her knees and looked down at the girl under her. Giving Rachel a shy smile, Santana lifted her shirt over her head. She figured if she got naked first, then Rachel might feel a little more comfortable with anything. Now in just her jeans and a bra, Santana ran her fingertips down a pale arm and linked their fingers. Leaning down to kiss Rachel again, Santana brought their joined hands up to rest beside her cousins head. Her other hand ran down Rachel’s side and then up to her shoulders, slipping the strap of the dress off of her shoulder and down her arm. There was something inside Santana that wanted to just stop with the gentle and make Rachel hers, but she deserved better and that was what she was gonna give her.

Santana was even more beautiful when she was half-naked than Rachel could have ever imagined. There had been more than a few dreams about her, especially recently, but right then, as her eyes raked over the toned body of the girl she loved, she couldn't help but smile as she just slowly moved her hands over her stomach, hesitating when she got to her breasts before she ran her hand over the fabric covered area of r cousin. She let her hand drop when Santana's hand was on her dress strap, suddenly terrified that she wasn't good enough for the girl on top of her right then - she was a dancer, so she was tiny and toned but at the same time, she had no clue what the other girls or boys had looked like and how experienced they had been She put the fears to one side though, looking into Santana's dark eyes with a shy smile.

The Way They Were || Pezberry

Santana was sure that Rachel blushing was one of the most adorable things she would ever witness, and she was the one who had put it there. Rachel might not have been able to be Santana’s first, but she would be the first person Santana would have sex with who she loved, and to her that meant something. She’d heard it was better with feelings anyway so she was looking forward to finding out.

“You’re sure?” Santana asked, looking for any hesitancy in Rachel’s eyes. She didn’t see any so she slowly walked them back, and gently laid her down on the cushions. Covering Rachel’s body with her own, Santana brought her in for a gentle kiss, before it got deeper. She was going to make sure Rachel had the perfect first time. Everyone deserved one of those.

Rachel nodded her head; she had never been so sure of anything. Santana had been the person she had wanted to lose her virginity to since she found out how much it was supposed to mean. She had wanted the girl to be in the exact position they were right then, and it meant so much to her that she was laying there with the girl she loved despite everything. There would be no tears, it still hurt that they were cousins but she wasn't going to taint this memory with the huge amount of pain she felt whenever they touched because she knew how wrong it was. She pushed it all to the back of her mind and just focused on the fact she found had someone who loved her, and someone who she loved. What could be more perfect than that?

The Way They Were || Pezberry

When Rachel opened the door, Santana swallowed hard at what she saw. She was fucking gorgeous. Looking over Rachel’s shoulder, she saw the candles that were lit and the fire roaring, and she knew where this was going. She would be lying to herself if she didn’t think about this on the way over, but to see it and have it happen was something entirely different. She had wanted Rachel for years, to touch her, to make Rachel hers, and now it was finally happening, Santana was finding it hard to take in. She hadn’t exactly come dressed for the occasion. Santana was just in some black jeans and a white tank top, but she was sure Rachel wouldn’t care about that.

“You look fucking beautiful,” Santana muttered, before surging forward and capturing Rachel’s lips with her own. Quickly kicking the door behind her shut, Santana’s hand went to the back of Rachel’s neck as she deepened the kiss. Her other hand rested on her hip as she gently started to walk them back towards the fireplace. Santana wouldn’t have done anything this romantic with anyone else, this was all about Rachel. And Santana had to admit she actually liked it. Pulling back from Rachel, she looked in to the eyes she loved so much. “I’ve missed you so fucking much,” Santana whispered, pulling Rachel in for an even deeper kiss. She could do this all night.

All the nerves dissipated for that moment as she kissed the other girl back without a second thought. She silently thanked her dads for trusting her and leaving for the weekend, neither of them knowing what the girl could have gotten up to whilst they were away - neither of them would have been able to even think about this, thank god. She gripped onto Santana's top as she pulled her closer, walking backwards towards the cushions she had placed on the floor, along with the blanket. It was romantic, it was everything she had wanted her first time to be, with the person she had wanted it to be with.

"I've missed you, too." She whispered back, groaning as she pressed her body up against Santana's and held onto her tightly. "I-I want to.." She murmured, when she pulled away, a blush on her cheeks as she just looked around, "I uh... I thought... well, you know..."

The Way They Were || Pezberry

Santana could feel the butterflies in the pit of her stomach. It was hard to explain how she was feeling right then. On one hand she was excited, because she and Rachel were gonna have the house to themselves for a few days, and on the other she was nervous for the same reason. Santana couldn’t even place when the last time they had hung out properly. It was years ago. They might have met at their place a few days before, but this was different. They were going to be in a closed space…together, with no one around them. They’d be able to do things that they hadn’t been able to do for years, and that was what made Santana the most excited.

Rachel didn’t live too far from Brittany’s house, so Santana decided to walk it. She still hadn’t told her what Rachel was to her, though the blonde was aware that Santana harbored some sort of feelings for the girl. She just didn’t know she was her cousin. Santana wasn’t sure she was going to tell her best friend that little bit of information either. She didn’t want Brittany to be disgusted with her, because she was someone Santana needed. Without her in her life, she wasn’t sure what she would have done when Rachel left and she didn’t like to think about it. Between the blonde and Puckerman, Santana counted herself as having some of the best friends a girl could have.

Turning the corner, Santana glanced up when Rachel’s house came into view, and the butterflies got worse. They were finally going to give things a real go, something Santana had been wanting for years. She just hoped Rachel didn’t change her mind now, because she was sure that would crush her. Rachel was the one she wanted to be with, the one she loved, and she was damned if anyone was going to get in the way again. Santana had lost three years with Rachel, she wasn’t about to lose anymore. Walking the final few metres, Santana stood in front of the door, and knocked hard. Not before quickly looking around to check that her Dad’s were gone, which they were.

Rachel was terrified about what was going to happen when Santana got there, biting down on her lip as she ran her fingers through the slight curls in her hair. This could go terribly wrong, she knew that much, but at the same time, it could be so right. Sure, she was still in a place where she knew people would be disgusted if they found out, and she knew that she was still hurting and struggling with everything she felt for her cousin but she was done denying them to herself.

She walked around the living room, lighting the candles she had around the room before she turned the fireplace on and smiled to herself. Slowly, she turned to look in the mirror, pulling down her small babydoll dress, nervously biting down on her lip. Either Santana would run away completely terrified and horrified by the idea, or she would kiss her and...

She smiled at the thought and shook her head before she heard the knock on the door, and walked over to it. Finally, she opened it up and looked at the gorgeous girl on the other side, "H-hey."