A/n I was just watching a video performance of Blaine Singing To Kurt somewhere only we know SO SWEET! If you think I should write a Klaine story put it in a review. If you don't, still do the same. Also, SAM ISN"T RETURNING TO GLEE! I'm so mad! At least RRachel might come
Rachel POV
I hate him. I hate Finn Hudson. I hate Quinn Fabray even more. I can never just be happy can i! Sam and I finally get together, and they have to mess with us. First, Quinn decides that she wants Sam back, and asks him out again, while I stand next to him! Sam was smart enough to ignore her. NOW, I have Finn following me around. He's so ungraceful I could hear him clomp around from a mile away. At least I finally have my last two classes with Sam. He greets me outside my locker with a kiss and I grin. I don't know if it was how sweet he is or how he actually cares about me but I can't imagine being without him. He asks me how my day was and I sigh. As we walk to English, he takes my books and then my now free hand. "What's wrong?" I glance behind me and someone tall with dark hair and squinty eyes ducks behind a locker. "I have a stalker" Sam growls, like literally growls and I can't help but giggle. "I'll deal with him." I stare him down "no you won't. I need you to sing with me tomorrow at regionals, not suspended for a fight. Has Quinn …?" I let the question trail off. Sam squeezes my hand. "How about if I stop worrying about Finn, you quit worrying about Quinn? They are our pasts, you are my present and future, at least I hope. You might have finally realized you're too good for me." I laugh as Noah dunks Sam's head down. "Don't you forget it, Evans. That's one hot Jew you got there." I gently chastise the mohawked boy "Noah, be nice to Sam. He makes me happy." Noah shrugs, "If you say so Berry," and goes into the classroom. Of course the last two exchanges happed in Hebrew, as I have recently been told to make Noah practice by Mama Puckerman, who is a very scary lady. Sam looks down at me "What just happened?" I smile at him. "I just told him to be nice as you make me happy." Sam smirks. "Oh, I do?" I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him gently. "Yes, very happy."
After glee that day, Sam and I have a very important date. It's time for him to meet the parents. He drops me off and whispers "are you sure they'll like me?" I laugh and lean into his chest. "I'm sure that they'll like you a lot more than they liked Finn. My dad asked me if I was with him because I was pregnant. They couldn't figure out why I wanted to be with him. Looking back, I can't either." Sam smiled at me. "Can you figure out why you're with me?" I smile and glance him over. "You know I can't put my finger on it. It may be your abs; it may be your voice; it might be how you treat me so wonderfully. It might even be that you seem to think you're the lucky one in this relationship. I just don't know." Sam leans over and kisses me. I grin. Its 4:15 now. My dads won't get home until 5:15ish with the take out. I grab Sam's hand and we run into the house.
When my dads walk in, Sam and I have Sweeny Todd (a/n 3) playing. (Which it had been, we just had only been watching it in between make outs.) Daddy laughs and I spring up out of Sam's lap. "That's a funny choice for a movie to watch with your date" I giggle and Sam relaxes a little. Dad and Daddy go to the kitchen to set the table. I plop back down on Sam's lap and bounce a little. His hands grab my hips and he kisses my neck, "you're a little tease." Dad calls in "dinners ready!" I blush and stand up again. Sam stands up and stretches like a cat. I can't help but think how hot he is. He cathches me staring and gives me a silly smile. "I can't impress your dads by making out with you so stop looking at me like that." I sigh and lead him into the dining room.
After dinner and after Sam thoroughly charmed my dads, we slip into my room. I have to leave the door open but right now I think we're more going to talk. My thoughts are confirmed when Sam sits on the floor instead of next to me on the bed. We hold hands and talk nonsense about regionals and our prom plans. This year they're only a week apart. He asks to see my dress and I agree, laying it out on the bed. I go to my jewelry box and pull out the necklace I plan on wearing and Sam stands behind me to get the full view. I turn and see his eyes have caught o something in the open drawer. (A/n I don't know if she got rid of it or not but for now lets say she didn't) He pulls out my Finn necklace. "Why do you still have it?" He's mad. I can hear it in his voice. "I forgot about it." He snaps "DON'T you lie to me" I snap back. "I'm NOT. I honestly forgot I had it. I'll give it back to him tomorrow." He stares at me, hurt evident in his eyes. "This is what I've been worried about. That jerk has some sort of power over you. You always go back to him no matter what wrong he does. This is just more proof to that. I thought I'd finally found the perfect girl." I look at him incredulously "Sam, please, what do I have to do to prove to you that it's nothing." He sighs, "You know Rachel, I don't know. I need to go home. I guess I'll see you tomorrow at school." And then he's gone. For some reason, this hurts more than any of your fights with Finn.
