Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, or any of the characters or songs included in this fanfiction at all.
A/N: I'm trying to make a multi-chapter one where relationships actually develop into more serious things, rather than the ones I normally do when there's just two people in a room and they're like 'Okay let's fuck.' Reviews are always accepted :D Ideas for songs to be used in this fic or any other character developments/lines you want seen can also be arranged. I also want to have a go at multi-pairing fanfictions, so any other ships you want in here can be used too!
"Okay, you guys! Who is up for Duets, round dos?" Will Schuester asked the New Directions.
Cheers of approval rang throughout. Puck and Artie fistbumped, Brittany and Santana exchanged looks, Mike held Tina's hand, Mercedes and Kurt high-fived, and Quinn looped her arm around Finn's. Sam looked around and put his hand up. "Er, Mr Schue, I think I'm going to have to skip this one. I'd rather not sing a duet at all than in my own. Sadly, only Kurt has that kind of talent," he half-smiled over to his friend and nodded. Kurt smiled back, but a sob was visibly heard and somebody ran out of the room. Shit, Sam thought. He'd forgotten Rachel was in the room too.
He ran out after her, ignoring Mr Schue's "Sam! Get back here!" She'd run into the girls' toilets, but fuck it. He had to apologise to her now, face-to-face. He took a deep breath in and pushed open the door.
"Rachel?" he asked. He looked underneath the stalls, hoping to see her feet. He did, and when he looked up, she was stood in the open door of the stall, tears still streaming down her face. "Rachel, I'm so sorry, I forgot you were there. Wait, I can make that sound better. I didn't realise you were in the room because you were sat in the corner, and you weren't talking. Is it something Finn's done? Because I swear, if he has, I-"
"It has nothing to do with Finn. Well, partially. He gets mad because I kissed Puck because I was mad at him-Him as in Finn," she explained, and Sam nodded, "and yet he finds it acceptable to-to help girls cheat? I'm sorry, Sam, I didn't mean to upset you, but I've just been feeling so bad about myself lately. I know I'm not as good as Quinn. I know that I'm going to be living in her shadow forever. I mean, I liked Finn for ages, she got in there before me. I liked Puck for ages, she got in there before me. I've liked you for ages-" she gasped, holding her hand to her mouth. "Ignore that last sentence." She wiped her eyes with her hand and tried to leave. Sam barricaded her exit with his arm, and led her to sit on the toilet seat. "This isn't the most socially acceptable places to be having a conversation, you know, Sam."
"I don't care," Sam smiled, kneeling down beside her. "You know what? I don't care about anything anymore. Wanna know why?" She nodded. "Because you like me. Rachel Berry of all people, likes me, the guy who talks in Na'vi and does really dorky impressions, and has a trouty mouth."
"I've already mentioned that your lips are cute," she smiled gently.
"Anyway, do you want to know why I said no to your prom proposal?"
"I know that. You couldn't afford it. I understand," Rachel nodded.
"You don't understand, it's not just that. Rachel, it's not just about me and my lack of funding. It's because prom should be the one night where a star like you can shine, where you can have some brilliantly hunky guy on your arm telling you how fantastically beautiful you look in your dress, and everyone will say 'Wow. Look at her.' And you'll get the admiration you deserve, because nobody deserves to be the one in the spotlight more than you. If you're there with me, everyone will just think 'Oh look, there's Rachel with Sam. Probably feels sorry for him.' And I don't want people thinking of you like that. You don't deserve it. You don't deserve me," he sighed.
"Why not?" she asked. "Every girl deserves a guy that's going to treat her right throughout everything, right? Just as much as every guy deserves a girl that will stick with him throughout everything." She smiled. "I'll have you if you have me."
Sam grinned. "Awesome." Rachel laughed, and he tucked her hair behind her ear. "You get yourself cleaned up and I'll wait outside."
Rachel returned moments later. "Ready?" Sam asked, and instead of holding out his hand, he stuck his butt out slightly.
"Sam, what are you doing?" Rachel asked.
"Hop on!" Sam exclaimed, waving his arms behind him.
Rachel laughed and jumped on his back. He adjusted her so that she was on safely and ran through the corridors, making Rachel giggle. He stopped just outside the door, let her down, and opened the door for her to enter. She thanked him and turned to the others. "I apologise for my absence, fellow Glee clubbers, I hope you haven't missed my presence too much." Everyone groaned besides Sam, who laughed slightly, but not in a mean way. She turned to him amongst the eye-rolls and he smiled back, ushering her on. She smiled as she turned back. "I will be taking part in this duets competition, with Sam."
"Only because nobody else wanted either of you," Santana glared.
Sam stood next to Rachel and took her hand. "Well, maybe we wanted each other anyway."
"Dude, you're totally holding her hand. Why are you holding her hand?" Finn asked.
Quinn punched his arm. "It's none of your business, Finn," she said through gritted teeth.
"Quinn's right, it isn't your business, Finn." Rachel nodded at Quinn.
"Besides, dude, isn't it kinda obvious?" Sam asked.
"Alright everyone, let's just settle down and get to work on your duets!" Mr Schue gestured to the two only vacant seats. "Sam, Rachel…"
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