His ears weren't working. Finn Hudson's ears weren't working. How could this be happening? Just when things seemed to be getting better, an obstacle was put up.
"I'm moving back to Tennessee, Finn." Sam said, eyebrows furrowed, hands in his letterman jacket's pockets. He peered at the ground, telling himself he wouldn't cry. Boys don't cry! His dad would say.
Finn still couldn't hear. It was like when Quinn told him she was pregnant. He could hear his heart pounding, the stillness in the air, the dropping of his stomach. Ff-eh? Eehh? Fehn? Finn? What was that sound? He looked up and saw Sam staring back at him "Are you okay, Finn?" Finn shifted his eyes around, trying to focus on something, something to calm his nerves. "But…why?" Finn stepped closer to Sam.
Sam gave out a nervous chuckle. "My dad got a job down there, we're leaving mid-summer break." Sam rubbed his chin and smiled at Finn. "So, that's like…" Finn looked and counted on his fingers "-forty five days." Sam smirked and peered down again. He would miss Finn's slight stupidity.
"Well…" Sam stepped forward and patted Finn on the side of his arm. "Let's make it a summer to remember." Finn gave his cute half grin and peered around, making sure no one else was under the bleachers. He stared at Sam, looking him up and down. His full pink lips, his smooth skin, his incredible body, and his golden hair. He grabbed his face with both hands and placed his lips on Sam's. He grinned against Sam's mouth and backed away, bringing his lips to Sam's ear. "Yeah. Let's do that." He let go, waved bye, and headed to his car. What should they do first?