The Bodyguard -Brittana Fanfic

Chapter 2

Brittany followed the SUV as it wound its way up into the Hollywood hills, past mansion after mansion until it turned left and through a set of gates that closed as Brittany followed. Slowly the car weaved its way up a long driveway with huge walls lined with palm trees, until it opened onto a giant, Spanish inspired house.

Brittany could see a pool and tennis court from the front, she couldn't wait to see what surprises the massive house held, as a bodyguard she would have to have a full tour.

Driving around the back, she was told by Santana's driver to park in a spare garage to the left of the house, while Santana's car continued underneath the house. Brittany pulled over and got out, grabbing her bags from the back as she stared up at the beautifully lit house.

Kurt and Quinn appeared, empty handed, to help her with her bags, showing Brittany inside, Quinn handed her a set of keys and very quickly told her what they all unlocked, Brittany nodded hoping she would remember all their uses if and when the need arose.

Walking up the front path, the giant doors opened on what seemed to be a sensor, but Santana appeared on the other side of the door with a huge smile on her face, "Brittany, Mi casa es su casa, follow me."

Brittany followed the brunette through a very extravagant stone lobby, up a winding staircase and past several closed doors, she wondered briefly what a supposedly single girl needed with all these random rooms.

Getting to the end of what appeared to be the left wing of the house, Santana stopped and pointed to a huge set of double doors. "That's my room," she said, turning, she pushed open the door directly opposite her room, Kurt and Quinn bustled past with her bags, "this will be your room Brittany," Santana stated.

Opening the door to a room bigger then her last apartment, the room had a walk in closet, what looked like a balcony and private ensuite as well as the biggest double poster bed she had ever seen, Brittany couldn't help but gawk.

"You really don't need to give me the nicest room in the house miss Lop...Santana, a guest room would have been fine," she stated, looking again at the room in awe.

Kurt and Quinn laughed, "Brittany, this is the guest room, pretty sure it's the smallest bedroom in the house, I was being selfish, I wanted you close to me," Santana said, putting her hand on the blondes shoulder and again flashing her award winning smile, Brittany couldn't help but smile back. "Thanks Santana it's perfect." Brittany said, walking over to her bed and placing her things on top.

"I'll give you a tour in the morning, but I'm beat, going to go to bed early, hope your an early riser, because we start really early around here. If you feel like something to eat or anything, the phones next to your bed, all the numbers and who to call are written on there and your kitchen around the back has a small fridge with nibbles in it," Santana said, as Kurt and Quinn strolled out, giving Brittany a goodnight wave, followed by Santana.

Brittany barely had time to realise she had her own kitchen and nod a thankyou before everyone had gone and the door was shut.

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Brittany awoke to one of her favourite songs being sung by the most beautiful voice she had ever heard, she rolled over, slightly confused as to where she was. Glancing at the red numbers on her alarm clock, 5:12, why would she be awake at 5:12, where was she?

Then it hit her, as she glanced up at the canopy bed, she sat up, rubbing her eyes and grabbed her hair brush, quickly brushing her hair up into a ponytail.

The voice continued from what seemed like right outside her door.

She hopped up and walked to her door, opening it, the voice only became louder.