You: Yay, it's up faster than I expected!
*reads it*
Oh. THAT'S why it was up so fast.
Yeah, cuz it's a short sucky chapter. I'm sorry. Also, for you AVPM fans, maybe I'll incorporate more references into later chapters {how long is this thing gonna be? THEY'RE GONNA BE STUCK THERE FOREVER~ jk. I kid, I kid.} so there's just like 1 or 2 in here…or maybe I subconsciously added some….? o_O
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"Mercedes."
"Mercedes."
She slowly opened her eyes, heavy with sleep, to find Sam's eyes staring through her. She flinched at first, eyes wide. He laughed softly and she sighed.
"You scared me," she laughed a little.
"Oh, come on. I'm not that scary, am I?" Sam grinned. Their faces were inches from each others.
"Um, Sam—" she began.
"No one's awake," he looked slightly relieved. "Everyone's fast asleep," he continued, pushing a strand of her dark hair behind her ear. Mercedes felt warmth spread through her at his touch.
"Well, then, let's take advantage of this," she smiled. He took her hand and they moved into the den.
The small room was slightly warmer than the living room, where everyone had moved to so they could sleep away from the Harry Potter marathon running into the late hours of the morning. Speaking of which, Kurt and Blaine were completely passed out on the floor. Kurt was lying on his stomach, his head resting on the DVD player, which was still stuck on the menu of the sixth Harry Potter. Blaine's head was leaning on Kurt's back, and arm around him. They were both sound asleep.
Sam leaned forward and gently switched the DVD player off. The magical music ceased, and Blaine twitched, but continued sleeping.
"Those boys…" Mercedes rolled her eyes with a smile.
"Well…this isn't exactly what I had in mind for 'alone time'," Sam said, eyes not leaving their unwanted company.
"That's okay," Mercedes said. She pushed the door open slightly so it blocked the two on the floor. "They won't wake up."
Sam leaned in and stroked her hair. "Why do we have to hide?" she said softly.
"Not for forever," she promised. "For now, I'd like things quiet." She glanced to the side. "Your..past relationships haven't exactly been on the down-low."
"Can we please…not talk about that? Quinn, or Santana, or any of that?" he shifted uncomfortably.
"Sure, I'm sorry. I'm still just...getting used to having you."
"Well, you have me," he said.
Puck squirmed underneath Finn. "Get offme!" Finn had rolled off the couch and landed on top of him, still snoring and asleep. Finally, Puck managed to shove the Franken-teen off him. Finn woke up with a start.
"Wha…" he said sleepily, scratching his head.
"Dude, you are such a heavy sleeper," Puck groaned.
"Why am I on the floor?" Finn was very puzzled.
"Because you fell off and were on top of me for a good ten minutes."
"Oh. What time is it?"
"Like…nine."
"Wanna get some food?" Finn changed the subject as his stomach growled.
"Sure." The two boys crept around the sleeping teenagers and slipped into the kitchen. Finn snatched the milk from outside, which kept it cold. Puck tossed him a glass and Finn poured them both milk.
Were those voices? It sounded like it was coming from the den… Puck moved across the kitchen towards the door. No one was supposed to be in there besides the Harry Potter nerds.
"Man, the roads are still closed. Looks like we're still stuck here," Finn said from the kitchen, scrolling around on his iPhone.
"Yeah…" Puck dismissed him, not listening. He was focused on the voices from the den. The door was open a crack.
"…relationships haven't exactly been on the down-low," Puck heard faintly. Or something like that. Who was that? He peeked in the living room quickly, scanning the room. Sure enough, Mercedes was missing. So it was her. Who was she with? He returned to his post a few feet from the door.
"I'm just…getting used to having you," Mercedes was saying. Puck sipped his milk, leaning against the island.
"Well, you have me." Sam leaned in and kissed Mercedes gently. Puck choked on his milk, snorting and coughing. Sam and Mercedes? Puck pressed a hand to his chest, trying to clear his throat. Finn slapped a hand on his back and Puck sputtered.
"Dude, you okay? What is it?" Finn asked.
"Nothing," Puck said.
"There's no food!" Mike whined.
"I'm sorry, I didn't plan on keeping eighteen teenagers—or should I say nineteen, Finn's appetite counts for two people—staying here for four days straight!" Rachel retorted.
"Great. We're all tired, hungry, cold, and stuck with Berry for a week," Santana complained.
"Excuse me! I'm the one feeding you, giving you shelter—"
"Yeah, yeah," Santana dismissed her.
Almost everyone was gathered in the kitchen, eating half-pieces of toast or the crumbs of cereal. The only ones missing were Lauren, Quinn, Jeff, Wes, Kurt, and Blaine.
"All I know is I can't wait for this storm to be over!" Mercedes groaned. "The first snow day is fun, but now it's just out of control."
Brittany spoke softly. "One time, a polar bear took me underground. It said I'd get to meet Santa's elves, and we'd dig our way to china. Instead, I got lost in the snow bank for three days." She glanced around the room. "I still don't trust polar bears," she said to herself.
"We have got to get out of here," Quinn walked in, her short blonde hair very messy. Lauren followed.
"I'm feeling claustrophobic," Tina said. "I want to leave this tiny house, go outside!"
"Don't do it," Nick told her seriously.
"Any Lucky Charms left?" Jeff inquired as he came through the doorway.
"Nope," Lauren said, finishing off the box.
"This can't be good," Nick said. "Buddy, hey…it's okay."
"No, I am never going to happy again," Jeff said, voice trembling with sadness. "Now if you'll excuse me, I am going to curl up in my sock drawer, and sleep for days." He hung his head and left the room. Nick shrugged.
"Who hid it this time?" Wes stormed through the door, knocking into Jeff.
"What?" Artie asked.
"Don't look at me," David said to Wes as he bit into his toast.
"What's gone?" Quinn asked.
"Oh my god, is his gavel missing again?" Blaine moaned as he and Kurt trudged through the doorway from the den.
"Yes, and I'm determined to find out who hid it!" Wes snapped.
Blaine held up his hands lazily in a half-hearted gesture of surrender.
"And I'm looking at you!" Wes yelled.
"Come on, Wes, I just woke up," Blaine plopped down in a seat at the island with Mercedes. "I had no time to hide it."
"Speaking of which, why so late, Hummel?" Puck asked mischievously. "Gettin' it on with Warbler last night?"
"No!" Kurt hit him on the arm, blushing bright red.
"They were too busy geeking out to Harry Potter to do anything," Mercedes snorted.
"It's almost eleven, friends!" Rachel said excitedly.
"So what?" Sam said.
"So, I think it's time I perform for you!"
"Yay," Santana groaned, rolling her eyes.
"I have not performed yet. And I am the leader, the hostess, and the most talented so I think you all will enjoy it no matter how much you protest because I know that you do appreciate my efforts. You gripe and moan but I know deep down you're all aware of how much struggling you'd be doing if it weren't for me, trying and failing miserably to make it to the top without my superior knowledge and insight. If it weren't for me, this group would be falling apart! We would be like a team of mediocre students with no instructor, a cake with no frosting, Nessarose without the wise and caring Elphaba to look after her!"
"Some say Elphaba messed Nessarose up for forever, Rachel," Kurt reminded her with a bored expression.
"What are they talking about?" Puck whispered to Finn. "Like, historical figures or something?"
"Yes, yes, but that's beside my point!" Rachel waved him away. "My point is, without me, you're nothing. I agree everyone in the New Direction has the talent but without me to fuel it and power it, there is no spark to start the flame! All our efforts would be wasted, gone! I think I really started up this club. I got us the first few strides to start a leap into success! I made us live again, breathe again! So I conclude, you are lucky you stumbled across my excellence and I am the most extraordinary thing that happened to glee club."
There was long silence. David's head was on the table, half asleep. Finn had his head in his hands. Lauren was on her phone, and Artie looked like he was about to crash.
"Oh, she stopped talking?" Santana said. Rachel glared at her.
"I disagree," Brittany said. "I'm the best thing that happened to glee club."
Rachel performed anyways; they had a feeling if they stopped her, they might get kicked out into the towering snowbanks.
Rachel started up the music from her stereo, and the beginning beat of a song began.
"Oh HELL to the no," Mercedes stood up. "You can't honestly do this by yourself!"
"Yeah, let us in!" Tina agreed.
"Fine. As much as I hate to share my spotlight, I think I make an exception," Rachel said. She began:
"Hearts break too fast when they're sentimental
Won't stay, won't last when it's love at first sight
So why are my convictions blinded by your spotlight…
Can't breathe, can't sleep
Need some medication
I've kissed goodbye to my reservations
I know there's other fish out in the sea,
Not for me
I want you!"
Tina and Mercedes sang behind her as she broke into the chorus.
"If I can't have you
Then I don't want anyone!"
"(I don't want anyone!)" Mercedes and Tina echoed.
"If I can't have you
Then only damage has been done, baby
We can break these rules
If you wanna have some fun!"
"(If you wanna have some fun!)"
The three girls sang in harmonies:
"Think of all the love that you will lose,
If I can't have you
If I can't have you."
Tina gladly took the next verse, singing at Mike with a smile.
"Heartbeat, cold sweat
Thoughts slippin' under
Can't fight, no threat
'Cause there's just no use
One look, no hesitation I'm slipping into you..."
Mercedes slid in front of Tina, singing proudly:
"Forgive these eyes, these lips you're tastin'
No time to waste on an invitation
My shame, my self-control has suffered enough
And everybody wants to be loved!" She belted the last line
All three sang the chorus again:
"If I can't have you
Then I don't want anyone!
(I don't want anyone!)
If I can't have you
Then only damage has been done, baby
We can break these rules
If you wanna have some fun!
(If you wanna have some fun!)
THINK! of all the love that you will lose, ooh
If I can't have you
(If I can't have you)
If I can't have you
(If I can't have you)"
The music slowed down. Rachel sang loudest, but Tina and Mercedes softly harmonized behind her,
"I haven't seen the best that love has had to offer,
They say perfection's always right around the corner,
Could be true…"
The music almost stopped completely.
"But if I can't have you."
Mercedes pushed out a loud high note as the music started back up again and Tina and Rachel sang the chorus at the top of their lungs. The audience of teenagers clapped and cheered. Mike pretended to drum along with them.
"If I can't have you
Then I don't want anyone!
(I don't want anyone!)"
Mercedes joined in with them again. A bright smile was stuck on her face as Sam clapped to the beat. Kurt raised an eyebrow as the two exchanged eager looks.
"If I can't have you
Then only damage has been done, baby!
We can break these rules ,
If you wanna have some fun!
(If you wanna have some fun!)
THINK! of all the love that you will lose, ooh
If I can't have you
(If I can't have you)
If I can't have you
(If I can't have you)
THINK! of all the love that you will lose, ooh
If I can't have you."
That performance was truly amazing. Everyone cheered and hollered, clapping loudly. Mike and Tina hugged, and he spun her around, lifting her feet of the ground. Rachel bounced over to Finn, who kissed her full on the lips. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she stretched her arms onto his shoulders. After they broke apart, their forehead still rested against each other.
Mercedes watched longingly. Her dark eyes flickered at Sam, who gave an apologetic smile. She looked down at her feet as her two friends spent time with their lovers. Kurt ran over to her and gave Mercedes a huge hug. She brightened up a little. Over Kurt's shoulder, Sam gave her a nod.
Kurt held her hand, and she beamed at him. Kurt unexpectedly dragged her away into the den.
Puck leaned towards Sam. "Hey dude…we gotta talk." Sam stared at him, confused. Puck motioned for him to follow him into the kitchen.
Puck punched him in the arm. Sam bent over a little, clutching the spot where he'd just been hit.
"What the hell?" Sam said painfully.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Puck insisted.
"Tell you what?" Sam rubbed his arm.
"About you and Jones!"
"Me and…What?"
"Dude, don't try and hide it. I caught you two making out this morning."
"We weren't making out!"
"But you were kissing her. You were! Get this through your skull man—you got a thing for the diva."
"Please don't tell anyone," Sam pleaded.
"It's cool. I got your back," Puck assured him. "But close the door next time. It's like you wanted to get caught."
"What?" Mercedes asked as he pulled her into the den and shut the door.
Kurt flicked her on the forehead.
"Ow!" she yelped, hand flying to her forehead. "What was that for?"
"How could you not tell me?" Kurt hissed.
"Tell you what?" Mercedes rubber her forehead.
"About you and Sam!"
"What?"
"Oh, don't play dumb, you're doing a terrible job of hiding it," Kurt sighed, putting a hand on his hip. "I always catch you guys making lovey-dovey eyes at each other."
She raised her voice. "They're not—" Mercedes spoke softer, "—lovey-dovey eyes…"
"Yes, they are, 'Cedes, I know them when I see them."
"You would know from Blaine…" she muttered.
"Don't change the subject." He pointed a finger at her. "Get this through your weave, girl—you've got a thing for Trouty Mouth."
"Please, Kurt, don't tell anyone," she pleaded.
"Who do you think I am? Mercedes, I'm your best friend. I'd never do that to you." Mercedes smiled. "But be careful with your eye-flirting. It's painfully obvious."
"From what Wes and David have told me, you and Blaine aren't so good at that either," she teased.
"Mercedes loves Trouty Mouth…" Kurt sang as he opened the door.
"No!" She yanked him back and shushed him, but he laughed. They left the den together.
"I want my gavel," Wes whined. Santana slid over to him.
"I think I know what can make you feel better," she said.
Quinn rolled her eyes, exasperated. "Oh Santana, not that again…"
Santana flashed her a look. "No, no no, not that." She turned back to Wes. "Playing dirty."
Wes raised an eyebrow. "Maybe want to …elaborate?"
"We have something in common. We both hate Rachel Berry."
"Well, I don't really hate her—" Wes began.
"Okay, not helping," Santana cut him off. "I'm saying we play dirty by getting back. We prank Rachel, you'll feel better. We'll be getting even."
"But I'm pretty sure Rachel didn't take my gavel," Wes said.
"It doesn't matter who did it, my go-to is just blame Rachel for everything. It's like blaming al your problems of global warming, it works perfectly." She held out her hand. "So what do you say?"
Wes ninja-rolled into the kitchen. He sprang to a squatting position, completely on-guard. "I think it's clear. No suspicious signs of anything," he whispered.
Santana strode into the room, arms crossed. "What are you doing?" she asked. Wes quickly stood up, brushed non-existent dirt off himself, and cleared his throat.
"Nothing." Santana shrugged and dug through Rachel's cabinets.
"What are you doing in there?" Rachel called. Wes froze.
"We've been caught!" he whispered. Santana rolled her eyes.
"Looking for food," she answered.
"Okay!"
"That was close," Wes sighed.
"This isn't the CIA. We're in a kitchen." Santana smirked in victory. "Got it."
Wes grinned as he found what he was looking for. "Same. Our work here is done." They high-fived, pocketed their findings, and left.
Everyone was lounging in the living room again. It was late at night, the blustering, cold winds beating at the windows. Kurt was holding Mercedes' hand as the couples flirted and showed off PDA's, comforting her.
Out of nowhere, Blaine clicked a button on the stereo. The synthetic music to a familiar song started. He shouted, "Let's drop!"
The guitar started. "Yeah, come on," he smiled. Brittany, Artie and Quinn clapped to the beat.
"I'll take you home if you don't leave me at the front door
Your body's cold
But girl, we're gettin' so warm,"
Kurt couldn't keep a smile off his face as his boyfriend sang.
"And I was thinking of ways
That I could get inside…"
Blaine ran up to Kurt ad sang directly to him, eyes fastened to Kurt's sparkling glasz ones. He was in dapper-mode, but being incredibly adorable at the same time."Tonight you're falling in love,
(Let me go now)
This feeling's tearing me up,
Here we go now!"
Kurt was blushing but grinning like an idiot as Blaine leapt into the air and belted out the chorus.
"Now if she does it like this
Will you do it like that?
Now if she touches like this
Will you touch her right back?
Now if she moves like this
Will you move her like that?
Come on, shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it!"
He rushed over to Quinn, Brittany, and Santana. He took them by the hands and pulled them to their feet. The Cheerios moved their hips and twirled each other around.
"Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it,
Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it!"
Mike, and Tina stood up, spinning each other around and dancing along with the other four.
"Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it,
Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it!"
Blaine strode over to Kurt again coolly.
"Your lips tremble
But your eyes are in a straight stare
We're on the bed
But your clothes are laying right there,"
Finn suddenly looked confused. "Wait, he's singing this to my brother?" Rachel merely laughed, beaming at the couple. Kurt's face was bright red and he half-hid his face in his hand. Blaine took the other and got on his knees.
"And I was thinking of places
That I could hide
(I could hide)…"
Blaine stood up, keeping his grip on Kurt's hand.
"Tonight you're falling in love!
(Let me go now)
This feeling's tearing me up!
Here we go now!"
Mercedes nudged Kurt, and Blaine pulled him to his feet. Kurt still held a hand close to his face, ready to hide is Blaine did anything too embarrassing. But Blaine merely started to belt out the chorus again, jumping with Kurt and holding his hand. He began to dance, bouncing and singing loudly:
"Now if she does it like this
Will you do it like that?
Now if she touches like this
Will you touch her right back?"
He slowly danced downward, moving his shoulders, and pulling Kurt down with him, then pulling him back up and spinning him around.
"Now if she moves like this
Will you move her like that?
Come on, shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it!"
Rachel pulled Finn up with him, and the Warblers joined too. Kurt was struggling to keep the glare at his boyfriend. It didn't help when Brittany and Sam pushed him onto his boyfriend. He fell into his arms, and Blaine spun him around.
"Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it,
Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it!"
Everyone who hasn't dancing was doing so now. The dim candlelight was flickering dramatically. Blaine took Kurt's hands and pressing for him to dance with him.
"Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it,
Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it!"
Everyone had moved out of the way, leaving a space in the middle to watch the two boys. Blaine's eyes never left Kurt's. Kurt was reluctant, but going along with it. Blaine suddeny pressed his hand to the small of Kurt's back and pulled him closer.
"I saw you dancing
And I couldn't keep you off my mind,
I could tell that you could tell
That I was taking my time!"
Kurt tried to push Blaine back, but that just made Blaine press their bodies together, moving in closer.
"But I was thinking of ways
To get you to stay and be mine,"
He leaned closer; their noses were touching, foreheads brushing. Blaine was so close to Kurt's face they were less than an inch from kissing.
"Body's shaking,
Turn me on,
So I can turn of the lights…"
Blaine moved in so close. Their friends erupted into catcalls and laughter and cheers. As soon as their lips brushed, Blaine twirled Kurt around and clasped both his hands, rocking side to side as he encouraged Kurt to dance with him once more. He dipped Kurt and everyone began dancing again. Everyone was singing now, but Blaine was singing at the top of his lungs:
"Now if she does it like this
Will you do it like that?"
Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist and pulled him close once again.
"Now if she touches like this
Will you touch her right back?"
Blaine spun Kurt around, dancing like an idiot but somehow pulling it off.
"Now if she moves like this
Will you move her like that?"
He tossed his head around. He belted the song out while jumping around, moving intimately with Kurt.
"Come on, shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it!"
Everyone chanted together:
Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it,
Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it!
Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it,
Shake-shake
Shake-shake, shake it!
Everyone clapped and cheered. Blaine grabbed Kurt and kissing him aroused hollering and catcalls. The teenagers exploded into loud yelling and laughter, applauding each other, especially the pair in the center. Mercedes bumped into Kurt playfully, flashing him a look. Tina giggled at them as Kurt rested his hands on Blaine's shoulders, his hands around Kurt's waist. Puck knocked into Kurt "accidentally", pushing him onto Blaine. For the second time, Blaine caught him as he stumbled. Kurt stared up and Blaine, who was smirking.
"You…" Kurt wanted hit him in the arm or yell at him for singing such a song to him, and forcing him to dance and blush like a love-struck idiot in front of everyone. He sighed. "I love you." He said simply.
"I can live with that," Blaine said, poking Kurt on the nose.
Oh MY this sucks.
I managed to pull myself out of my Deathly Hallows shock (IT WAS EPICLY AMAZING. BEST THING IVE EVER SEEN.) to write this chapter til the early hours on the morning in attempt to give you SOMETHING before field hockey camp next week and came up with this, which I wrote half asleep. More Santana-Wes plotting …later… *snoooore*
ANYHOO. Wake up.
I avoided any Quick or Quartie because I have 2 votes for Quick, 2 votes for Quartie. So even if you hated this and don't want to review, just tell me which one you want, please! I cannot decide on my own! Those who reviewed telling me, THANKS :D and I love you reviewers! {people actually read my stuff *o* nowai}
