OMG! I'm sorry guys! Im sorry i havent updating any of my stories! It's just that i had a lot of problems in my household that got in the way, SCHOOL! most importantly is the reason why i havent updating anything! But i'll start to every monday and fridays! I'm writing THE FINAL CHAPTER of my other story "A Love That Stays"! So, hopefully i'll get you emotionally ready for that! Anyway, here is the aftermath of what happened between Sam and Mercedes in the choir room! Hope you guys like it!


Mercedes' POV

I have no idea how or when I arrived home after that incredible experience with Sam. All I could remember were stars; many of them and none directed me home. But what surprised me was that I wasn't alone. I was in my bedroom, naked under the covers and wrapped in Sam's arms. The sun was beaming through a window and hitting my face, and that was the reason I decided to look around at my surroundings. I nearly started freaking out as I opened my eyelids more to see if Sam was really with me or if it was an incredibly vivid dream. It wasn't, none of the actions Sam and I did were a dream. We were actually in my room, naked and wrapped around each other. That must have meant, that Sam and I had sex and I stupidly didn't stop him. Sam had taken something, extremely important to a girl. I kept mentally kicking myself as I remembered everything that went down yesterday.

I remembered our duet, which started rated G and ended up rated R. I remembered where we actually did it, in the equipment room inside the choir room. I remembered how he kissed me gently and promised me something I started to think he was lying about. Sam had changed in that moment, as together as we were, feeling our chests pressed against each other and our hearts beating fast; Sam had changed but then again I was feeling skeptical. No one can change in that amount of time, especially when they're getting laid. You can say anything in that moment and it's believable, because we were both vulnerable.

I shook his words, his kisses, and his caresses out of my head. Until what he told me yesterday results in being true, it would be best to forget what happen and keep our distances, because I don't believe him; not the same boy who has been tormenting me since school began. With Sam being asleep, I took that as a chance to change and hopefully check to see if my parents were home or if they were at a business trip. I moved Sam's arm that was wrapped around my shoulder and placed it on the side. I grabbed my purple leopard designed robe; covering my body with it, I jumped out of my bed and started heading towards my bedroom door. Slowly opening it, I stuck my head out to see or possibly hear my parents. Hearing nothing, and checking the time being a quarter till 8 o'clock, I started panicking and knew I had to get ready for school. I moved my head inside and accidently shutting the door hard, making a rough creaking noise; I ended up waking Sam.

I quickly turned around to see him wiping his eyes with the palms of his hands. He started stretching his arms and led out a loud yawn. Smacking his lips and still trying to open his eyelids entirely, he gave me a goofy grin. Sam stood up straight, leaning against the wall as he intertwined his fingers and placed them behind his head.

"Good morning beautiful." I took a deep breath and noticed his clothes on the floor. I still didn't know how we both ended in my room. I leaned down to retrieve his clothes; I looked up to see him biting his lips and then I noticed my robe wasn't covering a part of my cleavage. I dropped his boxers I had in my hand and immediately stood up covering my chest with my robe, and then I tied the strings across my stomach tightly.

"Why hide your body darling? You're beautiful." I rolled my eyes and tried not to let his southern accent and his repetition of words affect me. I started placing bits of hair that was covering my face behind my ears. I placed my arms across my chest and looked away from him as I spoke.

"You need to leave. I don't know how we got here-" Sam interrupted me before I could finish.

"You do remember what happened yesterday don't you? In the choir room-" Now it was my turn to interrupt him, I didn't need to be reminded of what happened, I remembered it clearly.

"Yes, vividly. I still can't wrap my head around it. It seemed unreal, to you probably a joke. I can't believe I was stupid enough to lose my virginity to someone like you. Someone one who humiliates me, tosses slushies at me and most importantly who disses the one thing that has saved me from doing stupid things when no one seemed to care!" I was in tears, as Sam just stayed watching me with concerned eyes. I turned my body away from him this time, as I wiped the tears from my face. I cleared my throat and sighed sharply.

"You need to leave." Sam didn't say anything, until he sighed and lowered his head.

"I didn't know you hated me so much." I scoffed and curved to face him.

"So it took you a night of sex to figure out how much damage you caused me? You couldn't figure out why I my eyes were always red, why I spent every minute of every day singing and for that gained a reputation of a show choir freak? How I flinched with fear when you, Puck, Mike or Finn walked passed me? How you used me with something that I love just to get laid, only because your own girlfriend isn't putting out?" Halfway into my rampage, Sam got off my bed, dragging the bed sheets that were wrapped around his body; he made his way towards me.

"I didn't use you Mercedes. You mean a lot to me." He tried cupping my cheeks between his hands but I pushed his hands away.

"Sure, I mean a lot to you? You just met me; you don't know anything about me. I still don't know why I just gave in like that. Like I didn't respect myself, something like that should be kept for the right time, and I did it out carelessness." I didn't notice when Sam grabbed my hands and kissed them. I snatched them back and started walking towards my bedroom door once more. Holding it wide open, I gestured my hand to the outside of my room.

"Leave Sam. You're going to be late for school; you don't want to keep Quinn waiting." Sam's face was gloom as he nodded. He grabbed his clothes off the floor and placed them on his chest. With my bed sheets still covering his naked body he made his way out of my room and into my hallway bathroom. Once I heard the bathroom door close, I slammed my door shut and I broke down in tears. I covered my face with my hands as I fell to my knees and I leaned against the door. I cried and cried not caring if Sam heard.


Sam's POV

I had to do something to prove to Mercedes that she meant more to me then she'd imagine. I still hadn't told her that I admired her, and her singing. I liked that no matter what we did to her, she seemed to shrug it off. I had never seen anyone with who was tough and didn't take crap from anyone, well besides Santana. But Mercedes was different than her; she was different than other girls. She was beautiful; she had an angel's voice and had a killer body. But she was more than just her body, she had this presence and this grace that took my breath away the first day I saw her. I picked on her; I humiliated her because that gave me an excuse to see her, to be in the same place as her. I wanted her and only her. Given the position and the rank the school decided to place her in, I had to give up on the one thing that I actually cared about.

This popularity thing at McKinley is twisted and downright wrong. If we were in my hometown, things would be reverse. But this wasn't like my hometown, and I needed to be with the "right" people to fit in into this school. But that duet I sang with Mercedes had completely changed my point of view on the Glee club, yes; I had heard certain people sing, and when I sang in the choir room I was alone. Singing with Mercedes and feeling the chemistry we placed into the song made me rethink everything in my life. The friendships, my choices and most importantly I started doubting the one thing other kids at the school would kill for: popularity.

I didn't place much interest into a topic that would be forgotten once we step out into the real world. I needed to find a way to be closer to her, to get to know her better. And frankly, I have never felt this way about a girl before. You can take away the feeling I have for Quinn, its nothing more than a publicity relationship, we both needed each other to earn street credit; so I don't know why I would still continue to be with her if I never actually liked her; I only liked her status. I finished putting my Captain America shirt on when I walked out of the bathroom and started heading towards Mercedes' bedroom.

Noticing it was closed, I knocked but I didn't get an answer. I knocked again and silence was all I got. I tried calling out her name and I finally received an answer.

"Just leave the bed sheets there, I'll pick them up later." Her voice sounded broken, so I became concerned. I dropped them beside her door, but I didn't have the intention in leaving until she spoke to me face to face.

"Mercedes, are you alright? Can I come in?" I leaned in and pressed my ear against the door, nearly falling when she opened the door without warning. I caught myself from falling in front of her, once I fixed my position I saw her eyes were blood-shot red.

"Mercedes, were you crying?" She raised her head high and tried to turn on the tough act but she didn't fool me.

"What are you still doing here? Leave Sam, please." Then I remembered something I had seen yesterday while I accidently saw her changing in the girl's bathroom.

"Can I ask you something?" Mercedes didn't say a word, so I took it upon myself to ask her my question before she'd get the chance to slam the door in my face.

"What does GSAF mean? Your tattoo I saw yesterday." She snickered and leaned towards me, moving her earlobe I saw another tattoo she had; this one was a music note.

"I have two tattoos, the music note and GSAF." I nodded, but I still wanted to know what it meant, so I asked my question again.

"So, what does it mean?" I saw Mercedes stiffen and place her arms across her chest.

"That's a bit personal, no one knows I have this tattoo, not even Kurt and he has been my friend my entire life. You are the only person who knows and has seen it, and I like to keep it that way." I stayed reading her; I saw her motions. She covered parts of her skin with her robe; she moved one hand to her neck as she stayed rubbing it.

"Since, I'm the only one who knows about it, shouldn't I at least know what it means?" She laughed softly and sighed.

"No, I will never tell anyone what it means. So keep asking; just know I won't ever answer." Mercedes was about to close her door when I lightly pushed it, placing a small and quick peck on her lips. She was completely shocked as I smiled at her.

"See you at school." I winked at her as I headed downstairs. I walked out of her home and as I headed to the driveway I heard my name.

"Sam!" It was more of an intentionally loud whisper, coming from inside the house. I looked up to see Mercedes's body sticking out of the window and with my jacket in her hands. Mercedes threw my jacket towards me; as I caught it I blew her a kiss to thank her and she just rolled her eyes as she entered her room, leaving the window open. I walked to school with a huge grin on my face, but I still planned to win Mercedes over.

I was done with what my label was at McKinley because I didn't care anymore. Mercedes, being the thing I care about seems to be living like dirt under the fingernails of the popular kids. And as far as I'm concerned, I wasn't going to be living a lie anymore. Music, singing and performing is what I want to do, and if get a slushie thrown to my face every now and then; it will be worth it. Because Mercedes Jones is all I want, and I won't go down without a fight.


OMG! I hope you guys liked it! I will explain the meaning of her tattoo when the time is right, just know it's pretty hardcore! Anyway, i hope you guys liked Sam's determination in trying to win over his lady! Please Review! It means a lot!