Hello everyone. I would just like to say I am sorry for the lack of updates, I had alot of school work going on, finals, and I had a bit of trouble with insperation, but i think the length of this chapter makes up for my lack of updates. I would like to thank my wonderful beta broodyandcherry143 for editing this and making it better.
Also, i know a few things are sort of unanswered and up in the air in the chapter but everything will be answered in later chapter. I hope you enjoy this chapter, please review and check out my other story Nameless Love, another Fabrevans fic.
Disclaimer: I do not own gLee. If I did Fabrevans will not break up ever and Jesse will come back and sweep Rachel off her feet, oh and Blaine and Kurt would be in love.
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Sam woke to a pounding on the front door. He slowly made his way to the door and opened it to reveal a pretty blonde with two boxes in her hands. "Can I help you?" Sam asked smirking at the blonde. Her hair was in a ponytail and her legs exposed because of the shorts she was wearing. Sam had to stop himself from ogling at her.
"Maybe take one of these boxes?" she said sharply. He smirked at her as he grabbed a box.
"What are you doing here exactly?" he questioned as he place the box in his living room.
"When I said I was moving in with you today I wasn't lying. Don't you listen to anything your mom says?" Her attitude was bitchier than he had seen before. Maybe he'd actually like her.
"What do you mean you're moving in?" he questioned.
"Your parents paid for my apartment, and they said that once we announced our engagement I'd have to move in. Your mom told us the day we met. Now move out of my way so I can put this stuff down and get the rest that is out in the hallway." She shoved the boxes into his hands and walked back into the hallway. Sam watched her walk into the hall to get the other boxes, paying close attention as she bent over to pick them up. "I don't have all that much to bring in; just clothes and a few pieces of junk. Please just be civil while we're living together."
"Babe, you make it sound like this 'living together' thing is going to end. Did you forget that we are now engaged to be married? We're stuck together forever." He grinned at her and placed the boxes with the other two in the living room. She glared at him as she walked past him to put her stuff away. "Okay what crawled up your ass princess? You need to stop with the ice queen act if we are going to be living together." She turned around to glare at the blonde hair blue eyed boy.
"Do you even remember what happened last night?" she questioned, eyes burning. Sam racked his brain and tried to remember what had happened the night before. "Forget it. Now where is the bedroom? I have to put my clothes away." Sam pointed to the room down the hall and watched her storm off.
Sam was sleeping on the couch and woke up to the smell of bacon. After Quinn arrived at his apartment, pissed off at him, he decided he would let her cool off. She had just woken him up; he was trying to sleep off his hangover. The smell of bacon wasn't making his already queasy stomach feel any better. Sam sluggishly made his way into the kitchen to find Quinn standing over the stove, cooking eggs and bacon. "Want some?" she questioned. Sam looked at the food and could feel his stomach start to churn. "I made some greasy bacon and eggs on a dirty ash tray." She noticed the revolted look on Sam's face and knew the words she chose did the trick. He sprinted out of the room and heaved up last night's dinner into the hall bathroom.
"Bitch." He mumbled before heaving the contents of his stomach into the toilet.
"What was that?" Quinn called from the kitchen, smiling to herself.
"Nothing," Sam answered before he began to throw up again. Quinn giggled to herself as she enjoyed her eggs and bacon. Sam made his way back towards the kitchen, grabbing a piece of toast on his way to the kitchen table. "So it this what this relationship is going to be like. You eating my food and acting like you're so high and mighty?" Sam asked while taking a bite out of the toast, it being the only thing he could stomach at the moment.
Quinn rolled her eyes at the comment and got up from the table. She put her dishes in the dishwasher and left the room. "You didn't answer my question!" Sam called out to her but she just kept walking towards the bedroom. As she passed the front door the doorbell rang. Quinn turned around and opened the door, seeing a man with grey eyes and unruly curls.
"Jesse?" she questioned. She didn't know why he was here. He also seemed confused to see her on the other side of the door.
"Hey… Quinn." He seemed to drag out the sentence, questioning her as he did. "I have the right apartment number right?" He questioned looking at the number on the door again.
"Oh hey Jesse man!" Sam said when he noticed who was at the door. He walked up behind Quinn and grabbed her hips, moving her out of the way. "I didn't know you were coming today." Sam stated he motioned for Jesse to come inside; he obliged, and smiled at Quinn before answering.
"Yeah well Rach's friends are in town so I was hoping we could have a guy's day or something." Before Sam could say anything Quinn spoke up from behind him.
"Rachel's in town?" Quinn asked a bright smile on her face. "Who else?"
"Kurt, Blaine, Brit and Tina," Jesse answered. "Mercedes was going to come but she got held up back in Lima. She said she'd call you once they figured out what they were going to do." Just like clockwork Quinn's cell phone began to ring.
"Hey Rachel… because Jesse told me you were going to call. He came to Sam's apartment… because I'm at Sam's apartment… because I am. No Rachel that did not happen… I'll explain everything when I see you. Yeah I'll be there, see you in twenty. Love you too, bye." Quinn smile and took off towards the bedroom.
"So how do you know Quinn?" Jesse and Sam asked each other at the same time. Sam chuckled but Jesse had more of a hard expression. "Seriously Sam I don't want you fooling around with Quinn. Whatever happened last night has to stop now." Sam began to laugh and Jesse began to get irritated. "Sam I'm not joking, she's not going to be another 4 day fuck."
"I'm not fucking her Jesse, I'm marring her," Sam explained, and Jesse's face dropped.
"You're what?" he asked.
"She's sort of my fiancé," Sam answered, his hand going behind his head to rub his neck. "I know you're like my best friend and I should have told you, but it just sort of happened, and we're not even fucking so you don't have to worry." The sentence came out fast and before Jesse could say anything Quinn emerged from the bedroom.
Her curled hair was down from her ponytail and was framing her face, her makeup seemed a bit darker but nothing drastic. She was wearing a strapless pink dress that showed off the length of her legs, paired with a white cardigan and a pair of nude heals. Sam couldn't keep his eyes from going back and forth between her legs and chest. Jesse cleared his throat and elbowed Sam in the stomach to get him to stop starring. "Well, see you two later. Bye Sam," Quinn said to Sam, dragging a hand across his bicep as she passed. "By Jesse." She gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek before heading out of the apartment.
"How do you know her?" Sam question while feeling a bit of jealously rise in the pit of his stomach.
"She's my cousin," Jesse answered.
"So why were you at Sam's place?" That was the first thing that came out of the brunette starlet's mouth when Quinn walked into the New York café. She noticed the rest of the previously mentioned glee clubbers all sitting around Rachel, a spot open for Quinn in between Blaine and Brittany. Quinn sat down and said her hello's before answering the question.
"I bet she was getting it on," Kurt said, raising his eyebrow.
"Getting what on?" Brittany asked.
"Nothing. There was no getting it on." Quinn looked down before continuing, she didn't know how her friends would take the news. "I need to tell you guys something."
"Oh god you're pregnant…" Rachel stated. Everyone looked at Quinn in alarm.
"No! Goodness no, I'm definitely not pregnant. I wouldn't let that happen, besides it's not like it could happen," Quinn mumbled, that was surprising to everyone.
"You haven't had sex since you were 16?" Kurt asked in surprise.
"No. I mean, there hasn't really been anyone I want to take the step with, and after everything that went down sophomore year I need to make sure if I were to take that step with someone I'd want to be with them for the long run," Quinn explained.
"Okay so you're not preggers. What's the news?" Tina asked.
"The reason I was at Sam's house was because I'm living there. We're sort of engaged…" That caused everyone to move in closer, making sure they heard her correctly.
"How are you sort of engaged?" Blaine asked.
"It's a really long story guys," Quinn stated.
"There is no way you can drop a bomb like that on us and then not tell us what happened. Spill everything blondie," Kurt said. Quinn told them everything, how she was asked by her parents to marry a family friend's son. How they would forgive her for everything if she did this for them. How she felt she had to, after everything that happened. She told them how much of an ass Sam is, and what happened the night before. She also told them she was stuck with him for the rest of her life.
"Oh Quinn I'm so sorry," Rachel said.
"It's fine guys; I'm doing this for my family. I'm sure I can be somewhat happy with Sam." Quinn gave a small smile, but it was obviously fake.
"Okay we're going to the club tonight. If you're going to throw your life away for your parents you better live it up while you can," Kurt said. "I bet these girls have a few items of clothing that will make any man want you." Kurt smiled at the blonde beauty, the group finished eating and all went back to Rachel's newly bought apartment, excited about the night ahead.
Sam and Jesse walked into one of Sam's favorite clubs, along with a few more of their friends, and headed straight for the bar. "Four beers," Sam told the bartender as he slid him his card, the bartender just nodded. Sam turned back towards his friends and noticed that Jace was already sucking face with some blonde. "Who's the chick?" Sam asked Jesse motioning towards the two.
"No clue, she just walked over here, pretty much mounted Jace and they just started going at it," their friend Kyle explained. He then looked behind Sam and nodded towards whatever he was looking at. Sam turned around and noticed the bartender, drinks nowhere to be seen but a card in his hand.
"It's declined sir,"the bartender stated. He slid the card back towards Sam.
"Fucker," Sam mumbled. He turned towards Jesse, Jase and Kyle. "My fucking father…" Sam didn't need to say anymore, Jesse gave the bartender his card and smiled.
"I've got it covered man." Sam rolled his eyes; he hated being embarrassed like that in front of his friends. The bartender returned with the four beers and Jesse's card, smiling as he returned it to Jesse. "Thanks."
Sam grabbed his beer and began to scan the club. Just because he was 'engaged' to Quinn doesn't mean he had to be faithful, at least not yet. He caught a glimpse of a very sexy blonde across the room. She was on the dance floor and was completely carefree. She was wearing a gold sequined tank top, which clearly showed her black bra underneath, paired with leather leggings and black heel boots. Her hair was in a slick ponytail and she was dancing with a circle of guys around her. Her arms were above her head and she was swaying back and forth. Sam couldn't see her face because her back was towards him, but he knew he had to meet her.
Sam placed his half empty bottle on the bright, neon bar and made his way toward the dance floor. "Where you going?" Kyle asked. Sam ignored his friends and continued toward the girl. Once he was behind her and pulled her flush again his chest, she didn't seem to mind the new man behind her as her arm came around to his neck and pulled him closer. The two began to dance to the beat of the music, the girl smelled incredible and Sam was having a hard time not kissing her exposed neck.
After a few minutes of friction passing between to two bodies Sam had practically lost it. He needed this girl and he had yet to even see her face. Right when he was thinking about turning her around to see what she looked like she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down for a searing kiss.
"How long do you think it'll take them to notice they're making out with each other?" Blaine asked Kurt while drinking his beer. Kurt shrugged his shoulders.
"I give it five minutes, maybe less." He said, he then turned away from the two blonds making out on the dance floor and asked the bartender for another cherry martini. Rachel was sitting on a bar stool, bored out of her mind, and noticed a wavy haired man leaning on the bar next to her.
"Hi," He greeted her. She smiled.
"Hello," she answered back. He then turned towards the bartender.
"Another one for the lady here. On me." The bartender nodded. He turned back towards Rachel and smiled. "Jesse St. James. You might have heard of me, I'm a Broadway star," he said, putting his hand out for her to shake, and she started to laugh uncontrollably. "Way to lose character babe," he said as he wrapped an arm around her waist and moved in close.
"I'm sorry, but I had a flash back to sophomore year." He rolled his eyes and lowered his head down for a kiss. Jesse began to deepen the kiss but the moment was totally ruined by Kurt.
"Why don't you two just leave now before you end up having sex on the dance floor?" he said nonchalantly while looking at his nails, a slight chuckle being heard from Blaine who was right next to him. Before Jesse could reply with a witty comment Brittany came over to the group with Jace close behind.
"Guys look! I found someone I haven't made out with!" Brittany exclaimed. "Well, now I have but I didn't before we came here." She seemed very proud of herself. Jesse just gave her a questioning look, as did Rachel and Tina.
"Before we got in the club I mentioned to Brittany that she will most likely find at least 10 guys who she had prior relationships with, and that it will be a miracle if she found someone she hadn't made out with," Kurt explained. Jesse rolled his eyes and turned back towards Rachel.
"So where is Quinn?" he asked. Rachel pointed to the dance floor where the previously mentioned blonde was currently making out with Sam. Jesse's eyes seemed to bulge out of his head. "Shit I didn't even recognize her! Where did you guys get the clothes from?" he questioned.
"Tina had the leather leggings, Brit had the gold sequined top, and I had the boots. Of course we would have never put any of it together without the help of Kurt," Rachel said, looking over at Kurt who had a sly smile on his face.
"What can I say, you're bags were just lying there, no harm in looking around. Of course I could have done without finding your vibrator Rachel." Jesse looked at Rachel alarmed, and Rachel looked as if she was ready to pounce on Kurt.
"Excuse me?" Jesse asked. "Why the hell would you even need one of those things?" By now the group was laughing and was enjoying the little exchange between the two stars.
"Jesse you live in New York, I live in Ohio. I don't really see a big window of opportunity for sex." Rachel explained. "What do you think happens when we're on the phone?" Kurt's hand suddenly flew in the air and pushed the two lovers away from each other.
"Okay I really don't want to hear about you're sexual relationship or lack of it." Jesse sent a look towards Kurt who didn't even flinch. "So how about we talk about something else. How'd the audition go Rach?" Kurt questioned.
"Oh no buddy, you're the one who brought up our sex life now you get to hear about it. And don't think that talking about theatre will automatically make me change topics. No matter how fabulous my audition went," Rachel said. She then turned back towards Jesse. "I swear I'll get rid of it now that I'm living with you. Happy?" She asked.
"Satisfied," Jesse smirked and pulled Rachel in for another searing kiss.
"Okay we have two couples accounted for, where is Ken and Barbie?" Kurt asked motioning towards the dance floor that was now missing two blondes.
Sam had pulled away from the girl and found himself starring into two familiar liquid gold eyes. He suddenly pulled back to see his fiancé dressed like the girls he would take home, not her usual Christian girl outfits. "Quinn?" he questioned. She had the same confused, disgusted, and lustful look on her face as well. "What the hell are you…?" Something then seemed to click in Sam's head. "You kissed me," he stated.
"Unfortunately," Quinn mumbled under her breath, but Sam wasn't done talking.
"What the hell? You obviously didn't know it was me so why are you at a club, dressed like this, making out with random guys you don't know? I am you're fiancé, babe," Sam stated, jealously oozing out of every pore.
"Excuse me?" Quinn questioned. "I'm your fiancé? Well you're my fiancé. And you making out with a random girl at a club doesn't make you any better, bub." She rammed her finger into his chest.
"Yeah well I'm not the one who initiated the kiss blondie!" By now the two had made their way down a secluded hallway, away from the loud music and sweaty bodies.
"Well you sure as hell didn't pull away now did you?" She questioned. "Whatever, I'm so done with this conversation. I'll see you at home, honey." She had so much venom in her voice that Sam didn't even recognize her for a second. Then she turned around and walked towards the club. When she passed by her friends she waved to get their attention. "I'm leaving; I'll see you guys tomorrow." She then hugged everyone goodbye and left the club. Minutes later Sam came out of the same hallway and said the same goodbyes to group, minus the hugs.
When Sam came home he walked towards the bedroom to find the bed occupied by Quinn. She was in a pair of boy shorts and a tiny tank top. He swore the top made her cleavage look bigger and the shorts made her legs look longer. He stopped starring when she cleared her throat. "I'll just sleep on the pull out," he mumbled and made his way towards the couch.
"No Sam." Quinn started; she moved to sit up in the bed as he turned around to look into the room. "It's your house; I'll sleep on the pull out." Quinn got up from the bed and began to walk towards the door way, which Sam was currently occupying.
"No," he stated. Sam grabbed Quinn's waist and pushed her back towards the bed, sitting her on the edge lightly. "You're the girl, you take the bed."
"Sam." Quinn called, Sam turned around again in the door way to look at Quinn. "We can share. I mean, we are engaged; we can't sleep in two different beds for the rest of our lives. So come on." She patted the seat next to her.
"Okay, just one thing," he said. She looked up at him, questioning expression on her face. "That's my side." She rolled her eyes and moved over.
"Whatever. I guess I can sleep on this side." He chuckled as he stripped down to his boxers and slipped into bed, noticing how Quinn's eyes trialed his body. "Night." She said, her voice a bit raspier than normal.
"Night," Sam replied, turning the light off and drifting off to sleep
