Okay, so I know I just uploaded a Quam one shot, but after last nights episode, I had to do another one. For some reason, the thought of Sam and Mercedes infuriates me. I love Mercedes, don't get me wrong, but she should either be with Shane, or be single.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of it's characters.

I drove away from Mercedes' house. After all we'd been through. After all I'd done to get her back from Shane. After how loyal I was to her. She goes and betrays me. With the person she left for me.

I was angry. Anger, one of the natural emotions you get when the person you love cheats on you. What's the other? Heartbreak. That emotion you get when you feel like you can't go on. That no matter what anyone says or does, nothing matters anymore. It's as good as being dead. Yes, I know the feeling. But not from tonight. That's what confused me. I love Mercedes, don't I? Yes, I do. Then why don't I feel heartbreak?

Suddenly I found myself parked outside of her house. The one woman who had caused my first and only heartbreak.

Quinn Fabray.

I marched up to her door and banged on it. Quinn answered, looking effortlessly beautiful in her nightgown, bare face and hair up in a ponytail. I mentally slapped myself. I love Mercedes. I shouldn't be thinking this.

She smiled slightly, although I've known her long enough to know that she was trying to cover up her surprise.

"Sam. What are you doing here?" She asked.

I walked into her house, not bothering to answer her question.

"Umm, come in?" She said mockingly. Then she saw my face and turned serious. "What happened?"

"She cheated." I told her angrily. "With. Shane."

Quinn's eyes widened and her mouth dropped. "Sam, I'm so sorry. I know how you must be feel-"

"No you don't know how I'm feeling!" I snapped at her. "You have never been cheated on! You've always been the cheater!"

I couldn't help but notice that she had a hurt look on her face, but at that point I didn't care.

"Why is it always me? Why can't I have one good, healthy relationship?"

"Sam, you did have a healthy relationship." She hesitated before adding, "We had a healthy relationship."

I scoffed. "Yet you still cheated."

I could see that she was turning angry. "I thought we were talking about Mercedes! Not me! I thought that our relationship and everything that went with it was all in the past now! And that maybe, just maybe, you would be able to forgive me and be the friend I want!"

I rolled my eyes at her. "Well, there are two things wrong with that statement, Quinn. 1) For some reason, I'm not hurting over Mercedes! 2) I can't be just a friend Quinn! Maybe, just maybe, I still love you!"

That shut us both up.

Then I had the courage to look up from her wooden floors and at her. Her beautiful amber eyes sparkled with tears, and she was shaking her head, her hands over her mouth.

"I um…I got to go." I told her. Then I left without another word.

And she didn't stop me.

I didn't sleep at all that night. I couldn't stop thinking about what I blurted out to Quinn. At first, I convinced myself that I said all of those things out of anger, and that my emotions were getting the best of me. But as my bitterness subsided, I realized that what I said was true.

At around noon, I finally got out of bed, and put on a fresh shirt and some jeans.

Suddenly, there was a knock on my door. When I opened it, there stood none other than Quinn Fabray, staring at me with those amber eyes of hers.

I attempted a smile at her, but failed. "Hey, Quinn. Did you want to come in?"

She obliged without saying anything. We stood in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes, before she said, "You know we have to talk about this. So let's get it out of the way."

This made me look at her. "Out of the way?" Is that really how she felt? That this is just something that needs to be dealt with? It doesn't mean anything to her?

"Yes, Sam. You were obviously angry and heartbroken over what happened yesterday with Mercedes. Which is totally natural. You didn't mean what you said to me," She told me quietly.

Sighing deeply, I started my speech. "Look, Quinn. I'm angry that Mercedes cheated on me. Because I love her." She looked down at the ground. "But I'm not heartbroken. It's not how it was with you. I'm not going to lie, I'm hurt, but I can get through it. But it was so hard to get over you." I blinked away the tears in my eyes that were threatening to show. "And then last night, I realized, I never did get over you. At first I thought I said those things to you because I was angry, and maybe I wanted to get back at Mercedes, showing her that there are other people out there for me as well. But as I thought about it, I realized I was wrong. I said those things to you because I meant it; I just needed the anger to give me the strength to admit it to you…and myself." I paused for a second, before continuing. "So, long story short, yes, I love Mercedes. But I'm in love with you."

She looked at me, and shook her head. "I was so horrible to you. I don't even deserve to be in the same room as you." Then she started yelling. "How can you say you're in love with me?"

"I don't know, Quinn. I don't know how my heart chooses these things, but it's you. I do love you. I love you so much, Quinn. You can break my heart a million times, but it's always going to be you." I started stepping towards her. "And, I just need to know one thing from you. Is it always going to be me?"

Quinn let out a breath, before looking me in the eyes. I expected her to say something, but instead I felt a pair of soft lips touch mine. It was a short, sweet kiss. Completely innocent. But I felt a shiver run through my body.

She pulled away from me, and said, "It's always been you, Sam. It's always been you, and it's always going to be you."

Okay, so this is Sam's POV, and I was thinking about doing another chapter from Quinn's POV. What do you guys think?