Dreams, Lies and Butterflies Chapter 3 by Yinx

"Oh hell no" Santana cried as Mercedes walked into the kitchen "You are not wearing that"!

Mercedes looked down at her Stewie Griffin shirt and pajama pants. "What's wrong with it"?

"It's just wrong, Mercedes" Tina frowned as she sipped her coffee. "This is your first date"

"It's not a date" Mercedes rolled her eyes taking out the cinnamon roll dough she had made the night before. "We are having a movie marathon".

"Movie marathon equals date" Tina sighed. "So turn your butt around and change."

"Sam said to dress comfortably" Mercedes shook her head lining the tray with parchment paper and placing the spirals. "I'm comfortable" she smiled putting the rolls into the oven and setting the timer.

Santana grabbed her hand leading her back into her room. "Okay you can keep the shirt because I'm sure he likes Family Guy as much as you. Both of you are weird like that, but change the pants please."

"Fine" Mercedes scoffed. "Will these do" she asked holding up a pair of blue skinny jeans.

"Perfect".


Mercedes knocked on Sam door to it being opened almost immediately and bright green eyes smiled down at her. "You made it" Sam smiled, his eyes taking her in. "I like your shirt" he pointed at it as he let her inside.

"I like yours too" she chuckled at his Roger the Alien shirt. "I made some homemade cinnamon rolls for you and Artie" she handed him a basket filled with the oozy, gooey, sweetness.

"Thanks" he smiled his nostrils filled cinnamon and nutmeg. "I got us set up in here" he led her to the living room.

Mercedes saw he had set out bowls of Doritos and potato chips, store bought cookies and candy. The couch had more blankets and pillows than she could count. "Wow" she chuckled "you really went all out".

"Yeah I didn't know what you'd like so I got a bit of everything" Sam smiled sheepishly setting her rolls on the table. "Here is the first one we're going to watch" he handed her Star Wars box. He went to the kitchen to get plates. Mercedes took off her Ugg boots and sat on the couch placing her feet underneath her. She started to read the back cover of the blue ray. Sam came back in with plates and mugs of hot chocolate. "Do you have any question before I start the movie"?

"Yeah, why aren't we starting with one, it says four on here" she asked setting the bow on the coffee table and taking a plate and a mug.

"In a way we are that is the first one ever made". Sam smiled sitting closer to her and starting the movie. He watched her take a sip of the drink.

"Won't I be confused? I hate getting lost in movies makes me feel dumb" she confessed setting the mug on the coffee table and wrapping one of his large blankets around her legs.

Sam saw her ears turning a slight red. He thought it was the cutest thing he ever saw. "I'll pause it if you have any questions; no matter how small" he smiled taking another blanket and draping it around their shoulders pulling her close to his side.

Sam was having so much fun it had been a while since a girl showed any interest in what interested him. Mercedes was perfect, they basically agreed on every part except Darth Vader.

"How can you take his side" Sam groaned getting up and taking the sixth movie out and popping in the Phantom Menace.

Mercedes chuckled stretching as she stood. "Easily, he just wanted his son to join the family business" she laughed as he rolled his eyes at her.

"Can't believe this you're supposed to be my friend, I can't trust you" he smiled taking the empty food bowls into the kitchen.

Mercedes followed with the plates and mugs. "We'll just agree to disagree" she yawned.

"Are you tried" he asked glancing over as he refilled the chips bowls.

Mercedes shook her head putting the dishes in the sink and running water over them. "No, I'm good."

"You can take a nap in my bed if you want; I'll order us something to eat" he opened the Take-Out drawer.

"Do you not cook at home" Mercedes giggled coming beside him watching him rummage through the pamphlets.

"No, those cinnamon rolls of yours are the first homemade dish I had since going home for Christmas last year."

"They were supposed to be for you and Artie" she shook her head remembering him devouring the rolls one right after the other.

"You snooze you lose, it's three o'clock in the afternoon" he shrugged. "Chinese, burger, subs, Italian, Indian, chicken" he pulled out each menu. "Salad, soups, pasta, Jamacian."

"Chinese is fine" Mercedes said going back into the living room and returning with a twenty dollar bill.

"Put your money away, Miz Jones" Sam grinned pushing her hand back.

"Sam…" she frowned.

"Nope" he turned his back on her as he dialed the number to the restaurant.

Mercedes moved around him trying to give him the money "Sam please" she sighed as he ran from the room "You have to let me pay, you already spent a small fortune on everything anyway" she called out as she went after him.

"So…Hi yeah this is Sam Evans I'd like the usual and…" he nodded his head at Mercedes as she advanced on him; laughing as he backed away flawlessly through the furniture.

"General Tao" she huffed plopping down on the couch as Artie came in from his bedroom.

"'Ey, girl" he half smiled at Mercedes, patting her head as he pass her on his way to the kitchen "Hey can you order me some fried rice". He asked Sam.

Mercedes felt like her face was the seventh layer of hell. She did not just see Artie naked. "I…I should go" she muttered standing.

"No, um just a second" Sam said as he marched into the kitchen. "The fuck, Dude" he hissed throwing a dish towel at his friend. "Put some damn clothes on"!

"What…why it's my house" Artie scoffed.

"I have a guest; that doesn't want to see your three inch dick in her face"!

"Harsh dude, really low blow" Artie frowned taking the towel placing it around his genitals and making his way back to the room.

"Sorry 'bout that" Sam sighed coming up to her. She still held her clutch in hand and had put her boots on. "You aren't leaving are you" he asked sadly watching her nod.

"Yeah I think…" Mercedes glanced at Artie's door; she felt Sam touch her arm bring her attention back to him.

"Mercedes, we still have three to go and I just ordered dinner." He saw her waving her options. "Come on, please" Sam smiled his hand engulfing hers as he brought her back to sit on the couch.

"Okay, Sam but I swear if I see ball sack" she warned trying not to smile as she said it. She kicked of her boots and tossed her clutch into the nearby arm chair.

Sam laughed "I really can't promise anything cause Artie has been fucked up in the since I've known him."

"How long is that"?

"Since third grade, you'd think he'd grow out of it 'cause he'll be twenty-seven this year" Sam shook his head. "I'd wish he grow up."

"You haven't grown out of watching cartoons, though" she pointed to his shirt. Sam felt himself go red. "I like that" she smiled scooting to lean her back against the arm of the sofa. "I tell you the truth, I still watch Disney channel after I've seen a scary movie". Sam watched her ears turn red as she covered her legs. "Otherwise it's Nickelodeon or the-N twenty-four seven unless Atlanta Housewives is on."

Sam grinned tucking the blanket under her legs then put them in his lap. "I think once we put away our childhood as adults we stop being creative, stop growing" he smiled at her.

"Yeah" Mercedes said thoughtfully. "So what movie in next"?

"The Phantom Menace" he said starting the video. Only twenty minutes into the movie, the most amazing words came out of her mouth. Sam heart skipped a beat and butterflies flew around in his stomach. In the back of his mind he knew that she was the one.

"I don't like Jar-Jar Binks" Mercedes yawned. She had scooted down in the seat and was resting her head on the arm. "He doesn't fit at all, it's like they were trying to appeal to kids with him" she blinked sleepily at the TV.

Sam could have kissed her, proclaimed his new found love for her right there. His past girlfriends, all had thought Jar-Jar was the cutest thing about the movies. "You sure, I think he's cool" he tested her.

"He is annoying as fuck" she muttered then gasped. "I'm sorry I tend to cuss when I'm sleepy" she said sitting up.

Sam chuckled at her quirk. Her legs moved off Sam's lap and he felt immediate cold. "Come on" he smiled; pausing the movie as he stood. He helped her up then lifting her into his arms.

"Put me down" Mercedes began wiggling as Sam walked to his bedroom "Don't blow your back out, I can walk you know."

"Yes, I did kind of know that you could walk" Sam chuckled entering his room. He was enjoying the feeling of her in his arms. "And I won't blow my back out" he smiled tossing her on the king size dark cherry wood bed.

"Did you just throw me" Mercedes asked glaring as she lay down.

Sam moved to join her "Yeah, what are you going to do about it, Miz Jones"?

"Nothing for now, but when I wake up…you better watch out Mister Evans" she laid down on her stomach tucking her arms underneath. Sam watched her close her eyes breathing deep as if fighting sleep like a small child "Tell me about yourself; who is Samuel Evans"?

Sam chuckled lying on his back. "Well my middle name is Joseph. I'll be turning twenty-seven at the end on the month. I'm an assistant to the CEO at Sony Records." He looked over wondering if that news would get an interest in her, but she looked the same eyes still closed. 'Is that all' he saw her mouth move. "No" he smiled. "I play guitar, and have quite a collection, actually. My favorite movie other than Star Wars is Avatar. Err…I know how to speak Na'vi fluently."

Mercedes opened her eyes "Really"? Sam nodded. "Say something."

Sam could feel his cheeks burn and knew his face must be beet red. "Nga yawne lu oer, Mercedes Jones" he whispered.

"What does that mean"?

"Um… thanks for being my friend" he covered.

Mercedes was silent for a while starring into his eyes "Thanks for being my friend too, Sam Evans" she smiled.

Sam watched her fall asleep. He grinned glad that she was comfortable enough with him to let her guard down. He sat up pulling the down comforter over then. Mercedes stirred removing her arms from the cocoon and snuggling deep into the covers.

Biting his lip Sam moved closer he watched her touch her fist to her lips biting the knuckle slightly as she sunk into a deeper sleep. Sam tucked some curls that had fallen into her face behind her ear. He closed his eyes and went to sleep only to be awoken by her scream an hour later.

Mercedes sat up quickly still screaming as she back away; falling backwards off the bed. Sam crawled to the edge looking down as she starred up at the ceiling.

"Sorry, I forgot where I was" Mercedes whispered. "It was no disrespect to your face."

Sam burst out with a deep laugh as he reached his hand down. "I hope not; never had a beautiful woman scream in my face before" he smiled as she grabbed his hand; he helped her back onto the bed. "It was some wake up call."

"I'm just not used to seeing men sleeping next to me" she blushed.

"I figured that when your legs were in the air, Miz Jones" he chuckled making her giggle. "You ready to continue our marathon"? He moved off the bed holding out his hand.

"Yeah" Mercedes smiled allowing him to help her up.

The two walked back into the common area. Mercedes cuddled down into the vat of his blankets to finish the movie. She watched him mumbled the entire thing.

"I thought you said these were the worst made? Why are you quoting it"? She asked him as credits rolled.

Sam blushed as he set up the next movie. "It's so bad it's good movie kind of like Rocky Horror".

"Don't you dare speak evil of that movie, Sam Evans" she pointed at him as he came back to sit.

"Don't tell me you liked it" he groaned shaking his head at her.

"Love it, Sam, it's one of my favorite musicals."

"I guess it wouldn't be so bad if Dr. Frank-N-Furter wasn't a guy." Sam said thoughtfully "That outfit was all kinds of wrong but if it was on a girl...Ow" he cried as Mercedes punched his arm.

"Samuel Evans, you are seriously in the red zone friendship wise with me right now" she glared at him.

"What do I have to do get in the green zone" Sam asked quietly his eyes searched her face apologetically.

"You can apologize for insulting my movie, and favorite character" she crossed her arms.

"I'm sorry for insulting your favorite musical, and Dr. Frank-N-Furter was the best ever" he drawled monotone.

Mercedes rolled her eyes knowing he didn't mean it, "And..."?

"And what" he raised an eyebrow.

"And say that Darth Vader had a right to pursue Luke."

"Never" his eyes narrowed "That's blasphemy is what that is."

"You have to, Sam no other way to get a green light with me" she pointed out, seeing how far she could push him.

"You can't be serious" he watched her nod. "Fine" he growled sitting back folding his arms across his chest frowning at the TV. "Darth Vader…I can't" he turned to her finding her in silent fits at his boyish tantrum. "You find me funny, Miz Jones" he asked moving over closer and started tickling her sides. Her giggles became screams of laughter as he found every ticklish spot on her body.

"Sam, oh god stop" Mercedes laughed when he found the spot on her neck.

"Not until you say I can take back Vader" He lowered his face to hers, their noses inches away.

"Fine, you can have your Vader and I can have mine" she gasped for air opening her eyes calming down. The two starred at each other and Sam lowered his head as his gaze met her lips.

"I should go", Mercedes whispered moving from under him "It's late".

Sam blinked and glance at the clock at the time read 6:45pm. "Yeah it is" he whispered back watching her put on her boots and grabbing her clutch. He walked her to her car.

"I had a great time, Sam" Mercedes smiled up at him as he opened her car door. She side hugged him before getting in. "Maybe soon we can finish the last two".

"Yeah, how about next, Saturday" he asked.

"Sounds like a date" she smiled closing the door and starting the car.

Sam watched her drive down the street making a right. "Date it is, Miz Jones" he murmured to himself before heading inside.

Mercedes arrived home to find Santana and Tina was ready to gossip with hot chocolate in tow.

"So how was it" Tina asked eagerly as her friend sat down on her bed.

"He told me he loved me" Mercedes whispered.

NOTE: Nga yawne lu oer is Na'vi which means I love you.

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