So i did a little experiment with 'sleepless in lima' and i got a much biggger response to samchel than i did to samtana. so back by popular damand... SAMCHEL! i wanted to get this in before the season premier so here it is! Enjoy and just and so you know, reviews make my day :D
Laughing at her two drunken friends Rachel plopped down onto Kurt's couch. Everyone was at his house for the end of summer party. Well, everyone from New Directions anyway, and that was all that really mattered to Rachel.
It was Kurt's turn to get drunk. He and Finn hadn't gotten wasted at her party so everyone decided to give them a chance, especially since they were host. But finding the bathroom was becoming difficult without their sense of direction, or sense.
Mercedes finally dragged them out of the living room to go lie down somewhere quiet. Puck, Quinn and Lauren had left a while ago as well. It was down to the last six of them, Sam included.
Rachel was about to get up and talk to him when someone fell across her lap. Looking down Rachel saw a disheveled Santana, hair sticking up everywhere and her shirt half way down her torso exposing her black bra. Try as they had, none of them could stop Santana or Brittany from getting smashed. Both of them enjoyed it too much.
"Come on Rachel, give me a kiss."
"Yeah Rachel, give her a kiss!" Sam jeered playfully from across the room. He had the other half of the drunken duo across his lap.
Rachel laughed at Santana's puckered lips but rolled her off her lap and onto the floor. Looking back at Sam again he had done the same with Brittany. He caught her gaze and gave her a small smile.
She still felt the butterflies in her stomach.
"Oh, hi Santana," Brittany said with a smirk. Together the two girls crawled down the hallway out of the living room, giggling the whole time. Rachel was praying that they just needed to go and pass out.
She laughed again though when she saw Sam roll his eyes at the two nut cases. "How are we going to control them this year?"
Sam looked back at Rachel, pain etched in his eyes and face. "I don't know. You'll have to manage without me though."
"Oh, right." Rachel made her face clear of emotions but her heart sank. She had been trying to block it out all summer. Tomorrow Sam and his family were moving back home because his dad could still get his old job back, and it broke her in two. Over the year she had gotten so used to his smile, his Bieber blonde hair, his eyes and smile, his laugh.
It wasn't fair that it all had to be taken away.
The tension was eased however when Mike kind of collapsed into Rachel's lap- she was getting kind of sick of this- and flung his arms around her. They'd let him get drunk as well. Why bother trying to stop him when half of them had already gone overboard?
"How's my Rachel doing?" He asked at a volume quite unnecessary considering their close proximity.
"She'd doing just fine Mike. Are you sure you didn't drink too much?"
"Oh I'm fine!" he sang in his off key voice. "I could have another five beers and be fine!"
"No he couldn't," Tina said calmly, coaxing Mike off Rachel. "Time to get you home big guy."
"Wait!" Mike turned back to Rachel. "I wanted to ask if you told Sam yet." Rachel's face grew hot and red and her eyes went wide. Quickly shaking her head she tried to shoo Mike away. "Why not? It's your last night you know."
"Yes I know Mike!" Rachel tried to yell, but her voice had gone hoarse. Why did they let him drink? "Tina, please go, quickly?"
"Got it Rach. See you Monday."
"Don't remind me." Waving them off she forced herself not to look at Sam. She knew his eyebrows would be raised in curiosity and his big, adorable lips would be forming a little smirk that would make her melt.
"So, what do you need to tell me Rach?" She jumped when Sam appeared right next to Rachel and was hanging over the edge of the couch.
"Um…" Rachel's eyes darted everywhere but at Sam. She couldn't look at him, couldn't look at that smirk that would force her to spill everything.
"Come on, you can tell me." He placed a hand on her knee and a shiver ran down her entire leg. Yes, she had to tell him, but not here.
"Do you want to get out of here? Enjoy your last night in Lima?"
She finally looked at him, right in his beautiful eyes. A wide grin spread across his face. "I thought you'd never ask."
Two hours later Rachel and Sam found themselves on top of McKinley High's roof. It wasn't too hard to get up there, if you knew where to climb. Out back there were some old stacked up dumpsters they'd hopped on top off and then grabbed on old fire escape ladder. The sky was dark and that Friday night could not have been more perfect.
They'd hopped the fence at the community pool and went swimming, half of their clothes off, ran up and down an old pier and somewhere in there, Rachel though they might've kissed… maybe. If they had, it had been quick. The adrenaline was pumping through her right now though so she couldn't remember.
Gazing up at the stars together, Rachel found her hand inches from Sam's. How tempting was it to just close the space and take it? It was taking all the strength she had not to.
Sam apparently didn't have the strength. The moment Rachel had thought this she saw Sam's hand move those few inches and grab hers. He tore his eyes from the stars and gazed at her instead. "I've been wanting to tell you that all summer. Now what did you want to tell me?"
She took a chance. She knew she it was risky, but it was so worth it. His big lips looked so soft and she felt like she had attacked him but it was so sweet and so perfect and so AWESOME! Yeah, she would remember this kiss.
Pulling away she smiled at him. "Do I need to say it?"
He smiled back. "I go it."
That was their last Friday night.
The next morning Rachel stood by his truck as Sam loaded in the last item, his guitar. She would miss it. They had decided not to tell anyone about last night. There was no point. In less than a few hours they'd be at least three states apart and might never see each other again. But she knew she would treasure last night's memories forever.
Slamming the bed of his truck shut Sam jingled the keys in Rachel's face. She gave him a small smile that was more like a grimace, her heart breaking all over again. "I can't believe you have to go."
"Me neither, but last night was amazing, and I don't think it was our last."
"You mean that?" Rachel asked pleadingly, begging his words to be true.
"I really do." He stared at her one last time. "Don't forget me Rach."
She threw her arms around his neck, holding him as close as she possibly could. "Never."
She didn't know how long they stood there, but when he finally pulled away Rachel felt a piece of her heart go with him. He kissed her forehead and got in the truck. As he drove away Rachel gave a small wave, knowing he'd be watching for it in his rearview mirror.
It had been their last Friday night together for a long time, but Rachel knew- not in her head, but her heart- it wasn't their last.
Dun dun DUN! I'll probably do a follow up but not for a while. I need to finish up 'What happened?' and i have another chapter story im working on. plus do to a request from amberissmiling i'm going to do a couple follow ups on 'not anymore.; if you have no idea what i'm talking about, check them out! look at me advertising my own stories! :P haha hoped you enjoyed!
