A/N: Hey guys! First I want to say I'm sorry for being a horrible updater. I couldn't help it. Internet issues. But I know a few people asked me to follow up Shane's Room, so my One-Shot became a Two-Shot. I hope you guys enjoy it.

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I DO NOT OWN Right Here by Justin Bieber feat. Drake

"Think about it, Mercy." Sam said in a sexy voice as he stood in the doorway of her apartment.

"I will." Mercedes said with a smile. Sam leaned down and captured her soft with his and delivered a passionate kiss.

"Call me." Sam whispered sexily. Mercedes, her eyes still closed, nodded her head yes. She heard him chuckle as he pulled the door closed behind him.

"Shit." Mercedes said as she ran to her bedroom. She grabbed her phone off the nightstand and dialed a number.

"Hey."

"Sam asked me to go on the road with him." Mercedes blurted out.

"So?" Santana asked flatly.

"Should I go?" Mercedes said into her cell phone.

"Girl, don't ask me." Santana said from the other end. "I've been telling you that you can do better."

"He's leaving in a few hours."

"Well what happened last night?"

"He came over."

"I know that, but what happened? It's not like you guys played Bingo or some shit." Santana said

"Well no." Mercedes said rolling her eyes. "It was...nice."

"Did you sleep with him?" Santana questioned. Mercedes was blushing. She could hear the excitement in her friends voice.

"Why do you always have to take it to that place?" she asked with a chuckle.

"Why are you avoiding the question?" Santana said with a chuckle. Mercedes took a deep breath and laid back on her bed. "Oh my God you did!"

"I know but I shouldn't have."

"Why not?"

"I have a boyfriend." Mercedes said.

"Not if you pack your shit and get on that plane and fly off into the sunset with Trouty." Santana said matter of factly.

"I don't know."

"You've got five hours to decide." Santana stated.

"I know that." Mercedes said, sighing deeply.

"Well, I've gotta go. The next time you call me, you better not be in Lima." Santana said before ending the call. Mercedes tossed her phone to the side and laid with her eyes closed. Sam had been gone for about thirty minutes but she couldn't get her mind off of him. The things he said and did. Was the right thing to do to go with him? To leave Lima, her family and Shane behind? She tried to tell herself no. That Lima's her home and her family needs her and well, Shane is her boyfriend; but that thought just brought Sam to the forefront.

The memories of last night began to race through her mind and she tried to push them way but she couldn't.

"Damn it, Sam." she said aloud. Mercedes rolled on her side and tried again to forget about Sam, but finding him outside of her door had been like an electric jolt. It had sparked something in her and brought her back to life. He was good like that. Sam always knew how to make her feel like the real Mercedes Jones. She laid on her back again and just let the memories flow.

"Ok. We'll talk soon." she said ending the call. She checked herself once more in the mirror by the door before opening it. "Sam!" she shouted. He had been outside of her apartment.

"Hey." he said laying on his back looking up at her.

"What are you doing here?"

"I don't know." he answered as she helped him up. "I guess I really wanted to see you before I left tomorrow."

"I was on my way to see you actually."

"You were?"

"Yeah well, since I was all dressed up with no where to go I figured I might as well go see one of my oldest friends." she said smiling.

"Is that really all I am to you?" he asked taking a step toward her. "One of your oldest friends?"

"Well...um...yeah I guess." Mercedes stammered.

"I love you, Mercedes and I'm done pretending and I'm done fucking around with any girl that offers just because it's a distraction from my feelings." he said wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Sam, I'm..."

"With Shane. Yeah, I heard. Fuck him. This is about me and you." he said staring in to her brown eyes.

"I can't just break-up with him." she said trying to pull away from him. "He's been so great."

"Where is he right now?"

"Why?"

"You're the one that said you were dressed up with no place to go, so apparently he ditched you. That doesn't sound great to me, Mercy.' he said pulling her flush against his body. "Listen, I'm just sayin' you can do better." he whispered as he leaned down and kissed her passionately. Sam was shocked when she didn't fight him and her arms weaved their way around his neck.

"I'm sorry I didn't come to see your concert." Mercedes said pulling back and breaking their kiss.

"You'll have plenty of time for that." Sam said as he placed soft kisses along her chin and neck. "Right now, I just want you to stop talking and enjoy yourself." his voice was husky and low. She nodded her head and allowed him to lead her to the bedroom. She pulled her hand out of his and stopped at the door. "What?"

"I can't do this." she said.

"Do you want me to go?" he asked squaring his shoulders. When she looked away from him he rolled his eyes and brushed past her.

"Sam wait."

"Why?"

"I don't want you to go." she whispered. He turned to face her.

"Then why are you hesitating?" he questioned his voice quiet. She looked over her shoulder, back at him and then the floor. "Mercedes, tell me."

"I share that bed with Shane." she said meeting his eyes.

"And how many times have you "shared" that bed with him and thought about me?" he asked as he strutted over to her. He saw her cheeks turn pink and he smiled to himself. "Listen, I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to do but if you want me..." he said pushing his body against her. "I'm yours." he whispered in her ear. She let out haggard breath. Mercedes closed her eyes and weighed her options. She could have sex with Sam in the bed that she shares with Shane and have the time of her life or she could send him away, wait for Shane to get home, have a fight and sleep on opposite sides of the bed for the next two weeks.

"Come on." she said grabbing his hand. He smirked at her and followed her in the large room. She turned and kissed him deeply. Sam pulled her into his arms and pushed her back toward the bed. Mercedes reveled in the feeling of his callused fingertips gliding along her skin. She never wanted it to stop. The tingling between her legs grew as he slid the zipper on the back of her dress down, his fingertips caressing her bare back. He pulled it off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. He took a small step back and admired her body. It's chocolatey satin sheen, the intoxicating curves, her ample breasts and the curvature of her marvelous ass.

Sam watched as Mercedes reached up and unhooked her bra. He watched as her beautiful breasts did a dance of freedom. He pulled his T-shirt off and unbuckled his belt. Mercedes grabbed him around the waist and pulled him into a deep kiss. She busied her hand with the button and zipper of his 501s. She felt herself clench when his jeans fell and she saw his exquisite cock hardening with every passing second. Sam kissed her again and lowered her onto the bed.

"Are you wet for me baby?" he whispered in her ear as his hand traveled down her body. Mercedes gasped when his fingertips slid across her panty clad core. "You're soaking wet." He kissed her passionately as his hands worked to remove her saturated panties. She pushed her hips forward as he played with her delicate clit.

"Please Sammy." she murmured as he teased her. Running his callused fingertips up and down her pussy lips.

"Please Sammy what?" he asked devilishly.

"I want your fingers inside me." she moaned.

"That's all you had to say." he said with a grin. Sam decided instead of playing with her, he would give her everything that she asked of him. So he slid three fingers into her. She moaned his name and began to work her hips. "Come on, Mercy. Fuck my hand baby." Mercedes did exactly as she was told. She popped her hips forward and slammed her pussy hard on to Sam's hand.

"Fuck Sam!" she yelled. She was so amazed that every time she lowered herself, Sam's long middle finger stroked her spot. He knew that it was driving her crazy. Whenever he stroked her, he could feel her pussy clench around his fingers. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Not yet, Mercy." he said removing his fingers from her. She clenched again when he stuck his fingers in his mouth and sucked her juices off. He replaced his fingers with his tongue. Mercedes screamed with pleasure as Sam jammed his tongue as deep into her as he possibly could. She rode his tongue until wave after wave of her climax subsided. Sam crawled up her body and kissed her. "You taste as amazing as I remember." She blushed at the compliment. He reached down into his jeans and grabbed a gold wrapper. He armed his rigid cock and didn't tease her. He just thrust himself to hilt inside.

"Oh Sam!" she cried. He leaned down and kissed her again. Sam took each of her ankles in his hands, spread her legs as wide as he could and pounded into her. They found a rhythm and they each spent the night riding waves of ecstasy.

"Are you asleep?" Sam asked laying behind Mercedes in bed.

"No." she said pulling his arms tighter around her.

"How are you feeling?"

"Awesome." she chuckled.

"Good."

"Sam, when do you leave?"

"Eight hours." he said looking at his icy Rolex.

"Oh." she said dolefully.

"Why?"

"I just...I was just being selfish."

"What's on that pretty little mind of your Mercy?" Sam asked pulling her closer to his chest.

"When am I going to see you again?" Mercedes asked. "When am I going to be held in your arms again? I...I just...you won't be here.

"Listen to me." Sam said. He laid her on her back so that he could look her in the eye. "Baby, I'm here. I'm here to stay. I ain't goin' nowhere."

"Sam...I...being with you tonight has been beautiful but after this...after tonight. I'm the Mercedes Jones that lives here with Shane." she said sadly.

"I know you're scared 'cause you been hurt, baby it's alright. Lost in your eyes, every time that you look in mine. Promise to be all that you need."

"Don't make promises you can't keep."

"I won't leave you, baby. No, cause I just wanna love you." Sam said quietly.

"Sammy...I want you to love me but you travel so much and you still like to have you're special kind of fun." she said averting her eyes.

"I would never ever put nobody up above you. I just wanna kiss you baby, I just wanna hug you. Til the end, baby til the end. And I'm right here." Sam said lifting her chin. "Ain't nobody gotta hold you, 'cause I'm right here. Ain't nobody goin' control you, 'cause I'm right, right here."

"But Sam..."

"I'm right here." he muttered. "I'm right here. I'm right here."

"What do you want me to say to that?" she asked caressing his cheek.

"Say you'll be mine. Say we'll be fine. Say we'll be together." Sam said nuzzling into her hand.

"Sam..."

"I know. It's selfish of me to ask, since I'll be the reason we don't last forever. Wish that you know all that I do to make this thing go right. Promise to be all that you need. I won't leave you baby, no."

"You're just saying all the right things." Mercedes said with an easy smile.

"It's 'cause I just wanna love you. I would never ever put nobody else above you. I just wanna kiss you baby, I just wanna hug you. Til the end, baby til the end. And I'm right here."

"Baby. I want to believe you."

"Ain't nobody gotta hold you. 'Cause I'm right here. Ain't nobody goin' control you, 'cause I'm right here." Sam said kissing her gently on the lips. "I'm right here. I'm right here, Mercy. I'm right here."

"I have a question for you." Mercedes said looking into his green eyes. "Be honest ok." he nodded his head. "When you look at me, what do you see?"

"A good girl, got her mind right. She been raised right." Sam answered with a sweet smile. "Listen, you're being patient. I know you're waiting. Waiting on a good thing and when the times right, you should let me get to know you, baby." Sam said kissing her again.

"You do know me. Better than anyone." she said breathlessly.

"You wanna know a secret?" he asked her as he climbed between her legs.

"Yes." she said looking up into his green eyes.

"I just wanna put it on you." he said as he rolled his hips toward her, causing her to moan. "If you want to." he said as she watched him arm himself with yet another barely there condom. "So?"

"So what?" she questioned, her eyes still on his herculean cock.

"Baby tell me what you goin' do, girl." he said pulling her legs up around his waist. "I can make you feel perfect, girl you're worth it." Mercedes leaned up and kissed Sam ardently.

"Really baby?" she asked breaking their kiss.

"Yes. I just need to see you work it, girl. 'Cause I'm right here." Sam said as he slowly slid his granite-like cock into her wet and waiting pussy.

"Fuck Sam. Don't stop. Don't leave me again." she whispered harshly.

"Ain't nobody gotta hold you. 'Cause I'm right here. Ain't nobody goin' control you, 'cause I'm right, right here." he whispered into her ear as they found a rhythm.

"Sam." Mercedes moaned.

"I'm right here." he moaned in reply.

"Sam."

"I'm right here."

"Sam." she moaned as she pounded into her as hard and deep as he could.

"I'm right here." he moaned as she felt her walls clench and milk his cock.

Mercedes came back to the present time when she felt herself about to cum. She slammed her three fingers in and out of her tight wet pussy and thought about Sam being inside of her. About Sam's tongue fucking her. About his callused fingertips rubbing her spot. She finally exploded and as she lay there basking in the afterglow she knew exactly what she had to do.

X X X X

When Shane Tinsley arrived back at his apartment with roses, Godiva chocolates and large stuffed microphone, he was sure that Mercedes would forgive him and they could avoid yet another stupid fight. He was shocked when he unlocked the door and the place wasn't like he left it.

The rug on the living room floor was gone. Most of the small kitchen appliances were gone. The Blu-ray player and the lamps were gone. The sheet set was the one that he bought when he first moved in to the place alone and the other that Mercedes had bought were gone. The rug in the bedroom was gone and lamps and nightstands were gone; but the most disturbing thing was gone. All of Mercedes' clothes. He didn't understand was happening. Had she left him? He hadn't realized that him staying out with his friends was causing such a big problem.

Shane sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the open closet. Out the corner of his eye, he spotted and envelope on the pillow. It was addressed to him. He slowly opened it and saw that it was written in Mercedes' handwriting.

Dear Shane,

I know that all of this must come as a shock to you but I honestly feel like it was an inevitability. You never have time for me and when you say it's going to be just me and you, you cancel. How long was I supposed to just take that? How long was I supposed to go feeling like I was a second class citizen in your life? After talking to a friend I decided that the best place for Mercedes Jones isn't with you.

You have been great to me. Picking me up when I needed to be picked up. Taking care of me when I was sick. All the things that a good boyfriend should do but you forgot one very very important thing, Shane. You were supposed to love me. You were supposed to put me above your friends; at the very least for dates.

I'm not mad at you. I don't hate you. This is about me and what's best for me. And what's best for me is by now sitting beside me on our way to Denver. I took all of the things that I ever bought and all of my clothes; so you don't have to worry about putting them into storage.

I know that you probably wondering who I'm with. Who was so great that I felt the need to break-up with you in a letter? I debated with myself on whether or not I was going to tell you but I ultimately decided that if I didn't tell you then it would seem like I was ashamed of this person and I'm not. By no means. It's Sam. The very same Sam that you told me that I couldn't go see because we had a date. The very same Sam that you said didn't really care about me because he didn't take time to come and see me. The same Sam that I always loved. The same Sam that I wanted to be with but chose you over. The same Sam that showed me tonight what loving someone is supposed to feel like; what it should feel like.

Listen, I'm sorry that this didn't work out but last night, the real Mercedes Jones made a comeback and she's happier than she's ever been. I hope that you have a wonderful life and you get everything out of it that you can because you do deserve good things.

Thank you again for all that you did for me. I'll never forget it.

Mercedes