Hello everyone. So i just wanted to say i am very saddened by the lack of Sam/Quinn stories out there. They are my favorite glee couple and ive read every single story they have on this website and i just want some more. So i have decided to write my own. This is slightly based off a one tree hill fic, i just got the premiss from it but it will be nothing like it i swear. Also Sam is total AU in this story. Hes is not the sweet guy we all know and love, hes kind of a jackass. Actually think of him like puck. Quinn will basically be the same, just what you would expect her to be like if she didnt have the baby. So please review. This was beta-ed by broodyandcherry143. shes awsome. go check out her stories.

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Also, if wrote a cute Klaine one shot called Boytoy, please check it out. and I am working on a St. Berry fic called Redemption. I am also working on a One Tree Hill fic called Untold Truths and am debating on continuing my Spring Awakening fic called The Guilty Ones. Please check them out if your interested. and if you like this please review and tell your friends!

Sam Evans had always been that guy; the player, the smooth talker who can make any girl drops her panties with one look, something he lived off of. So when his father came to him one Thursday night and told him he either had to get married to the girl of his parent's choosing or be disowned the answer seemed clear, after all, just because he was married didn't mean he had to be faithful.

Sam was lounging in his apartment, watching the basketball game on ESPN, when his father, Steve Evans, walked through the door. Seeing as his father barely spoke to him, his presence in his apartment was a rarity. "We need to talk son," Steve said as he made his way toward Sam.

"Yeah okay, hold up, the game's almost over," Sam said before downing half his beer; he knew whatever his father had to say would not be good, so might as well get a little drunk to lighten the mood.

"Now Samuel," Steve said in a stern voice, letting his son know he meant business. Sam knew he wouldn't give up so he rolled his eyes and turned off the game.

"Okay what dad?" Sam asked, annoyance evident in his voice.

"Your mother and I have made a decision about your future." Sam gestured for his father to continue, the faster this conversation was over the faster he could get back to his game. "We are very disappointed in how you have been behaving lately," Steve said. He walked over towards Sam so he was directly in front of him.

"Behaving how?" Sam questioned.

"The constant partying, drinking, and all those different girls you bring home every night. The tabloids have been watching you closely and the way you are acting is making my business look bad." Sam rolled his eyes at this comment. Of course, if his parent's company was suffering then he'd be the reason why.

"So, what do you expect me to do? Rehab? Yeah right." Sam finished off his beer and went to the fridge for another.

"No not rehab, but your mother and I have decided if you don't clean up your act we are going to disown you." Sam slammed the refrigerator door and put the beer on the counter before charging over towards his father.

"Disown me? Are you fucking kidding me?" he yelled. His father simply nodded. "You people are fucked up," Sam said, referring to his parents.

"There is one other option," Steve said. Sam looked at his father. "Your mother and I have been talking with one of her long time friends; apparently they have a daughter who is about a year younger than you. She was a debutant and portrays their family very well. At our business party we would like you two to announce your engagement." Sam turned around to glare at Steve.

"Marriage?" asked Sam, and Steve simply nodded. He couldn't believe his father had even mentioned the word let alone decided to pick out Sam's fiancé. He wasn't ready for marriage; he wasn't planning on it until his late twenties. He was only 22; he wasn't ready to be tied down to one girl for the rest of his life. True, he could still be with other woman, but if he didn't like this chick he still had to be with her. Marriage was the ultimate commitment in his family and once you settle down you're with that person the rest of your life. Being married was…permanent and Sam didn't know if he was ready for that. Then again if he didn't agree with his parents then they would take away his inheritance, and there was no way that was happening.

"She's quite a beautiful girl, Sam. You two would make a marvelous couple, and she has already agreed to the arrangement. So what will it be son?" Sam thought about it for a while before he answered.

'Did he really want to commit to this one girl for the rest of his life?,' he wondered. 'He'd have to if he didn't want his money to be taken away from him.' Sam looked up at his father, he was staring at him intently. Sam let out a sigh of defeat before answering.

"When's the party?"

His father smiled brightly before answering. "Tomorrow night. You're making the right decision, son. Meet me at that new Italian restaurant tomorrow at noon, you'll meet here then." Sam nodded in defeat as his father left the apartment.

The next day he was nervously sitting at a table with his father, waiting to meet his fiancé for the first time. "Did you bring the ring son?" Steve asked. Sam nodded and showed his father his mother's ring. He always thought he would give this ring to the girl he loved, but he thought wrong.

"Are you sure this chick is showing up?" Sam asked after they had been waiting for a little while.

"Quinn, her name is Quinn, Samuel. And yes her and her father should be here soon," Steve answered.

"Well I have to go to the restroom," Sam said. He got up to go to the bathroom, and on his way there he bumped shoulders with someone. "Hey watch where you're going," he said before he turned around to see the girl standing behind him.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry," she said her hands coming up to cover her mouth in surprise.

"No, it's completely fine, my fault actually," Sam said while throwing her a grin. She smiled back, and she was gorgeous. Her legs were tan and toned, she had to have been a dancer, and they looked great in the heels she wore. She was wearing a pink dress that hugged her curves perfectly. Her blonde hair was pulled back on top and then fell over her shoulders. She was smiling, and Sam couldn't help but smile back. Her eyes were a liquid gold and they sparkled. Sam didn't even notice the diamond cross around her neck until she started playing with it.

"Okay… well I have to go. I'm meeting someone," she said while turning to leave, but Sam spoke before she had time to go.

"You sure?" he asked. "Why don't you just come with me and we can get out of here? My apartment is just down the street." Her smile dropped instantly.

"I don't think so," she answered. Suddenly she seemed disgusted and Sam wondered what he said to make her look this way. She tried to leave again, but Sam grabbed her wrist lightly.

"Aw, come on babe, if you don't want to stand the stiff up just text him or something."

She tore her arm away from him. "I'm actually here to see my fiancé," She said as if it answered everything.

"Yeah well so am I but I'm talking to you. So what do you say babe? Wanna head out?" Sam started to run his fingers lightly over her bare arm, and she quickly moved away from his reach.

"No, now leave me alone you disgusting pig." With that she left him alone. Sam shook his head and went to the bathroom. On his way back he saw his father smiling from across the restaurant. He also saw a familiar head of blonde hair laughing at something his father said. When Sam was close enough for his father to notice him he called him over.

"Oh Sam, back from the restroom?" his father asked, and he nodded. "Quinn this is my son Samuel Evans," Steve said motioning towards Sam. That's when Quinn turned around and Sam noticed her liquid gold eyes change from happiness to shock.

"Aw fuck."