Rolling in the Deep Chapter 4, a glee fanfic

(s a m pov)

You've got a problem.

You cannot stop touching Rachel Berry.

It had started after the movies that weekend with Mike and Tina. She was like a magnet or something, and you just couldn't resist. You just couldn't not touch her. You always had a hand entwined with hers or an arm swung around her shoulders or wrapped around her waist. You drew patterns on her legs whenever you were sitting next to her and twirled the ends of her curled hair around your fingers whenever she was talking to you.

You. Can't. Stop. Touching. Her.

And the worst part?

You hadn't even noticed.

It was midway through school on Tuesday and you were standing by Rachel at her locker, one hand on the small of her back. And Santana came up and asked if you could tear yourself away from the diva for three seconds because she needed help on a math assignment. You looked at her, kind of confused, and then noticed the placement of your hand.

You nodded at her while attempting to keep the blush off your face, kissing Rachel's cheek before following Santana down the hallway.

You start to fidget as you explain the problem to her, your left fingers tapping out random beats against your leg while your right hand opens and closes continuously. Santana looks down at your hands and smirks so you clench them into motionless fists and shove them into your pockets.

Your foot starts to tap.

Santana laughs and shoves you gently, smirking before thanking you for your help and telling you to go to class. You slip into your seat next to Rachel in English, automatically reaching out to hook your ankle around hers and resting your hand on her knee.

You immediately stop fidgeting.

And that's also when you start freaking out.

You decide that it's not really an issue and that you can stop any time you want to, no problem. The not touching her idea only lasts thirty minutes before your fingers are once again intertwined with hers as you walk her to lunch.

So maybe you'll just have to get used to this touching Rachel Berry thing.

As she tightens her fingers around yours, you realize that she doesn't really seem to mind anyways.

That afternoon, you arrive to Glee early with Rachel and Puck, talking about which movie the three of you are going to go see this weekend. Rachel was, surprisingly, pulling for The Eagle but Puck wanted to see that new comedy with Adam Sandler. You wanted to see the Justin Bieber movie, but you weren't even going to try to suggest it.

You walk into the choir room to see Mike and Tina cuddling on one of the chairs, laughing when they jump at Puck's very loud and very fake gag at the sight of them. Rachel smiles brightly, leaving your and Puck's arms to talk to Tina.

Santana walks in behind you and sits down on Rachel's other side, the three of them talking about how cute some guy on Community is, the three of them giggling and laughing with one another.

You and Puck grab the acoustic guitars and sit in front of the group, just messing around while Puck and Mike talk about the baseball game that weekend.

Puck starts to play something that you recognize and you grin before beginning to play the same song, Rachel grinning her thousand-watt smile as she stands to join you guys.

Everything stops as we look towards the clock
It feels like we're moving backwards
It's easy to find potential in before
But we look the same in the afters

You sing first, grinning at Santana as she moves to stand with Rachel.

Could we wait long enough to bide my time
Could we stay and say enough to change my mind

You continue to sing as Mike and Tina start dancing around the room, Rachel swaying at your side and Santana standing by Puck.

We could run away
Maybe we could change
Get back on our feet and then
Maybe make it home again
We could run away
Be on our own again
Maybe in the twilight
We can break out
Buy ourselves a Cadillac
Never turn around
We could run away
Be on our own again

The four of you belt out the lyrics, you and Puck strumming your guitars while Rachel and Santana begin to dance around you, smiling all the while.

We could stay here where things became unclear
Fighting what's left of the right way
But everyone hates the chances that we waste
Under the light of the new day

Puck takes the next few verses, smirking as he lounges back in his chair, confidently playing the notes.

Could we wait long enough to bide my time
Could we stay and say enough to change my mind

Santana and Rachel laugh before joining in again, Mike and Tina still twirling around the choir room behind them.

You finish the song with a grin on your face. It widens when Rachel throws her arms around your shoulders and you hear applause from the door, where the rest of Glee Club is standing.

Rachel mumbles something about needing to use the bathroom before practice and strides from the room, tossing a smile at you over her shoulder as she goes. You move to sit in the risers where Puck has already joined Lauren and Santana has sat behind Brittany and Artie.

You sit in the front row a couple seats down from Mercedes, waiting for Rachel to come back.

You hear someone sit down next to you and turn to talk to Rachel, but she isn't the one sitting there.

"Quinn?" you ask quietly, unsure why she's there. You haven't spoken to her since the confrontation in the hallway, and that was weeks ago.

"Hey, Sam. I just… I wanted to see how you were doing. We haven't talked in a while," as she says it, she's smiling up at you all soft and vulnerable, the same way she did on your first date at Breadsticks.

It doesn't have the same affect on you that it did then. "I'm fine, Quinn," is all you say, facing forward after glancing at her once.

"Well, I was just hoping that… I wondered if maybe we could be friends?" as she talks, Rachel comes back into the room. She notices you and Quinn and her eyes narrow before she goes to the seat next to Puck, slipping into it without even glancing at you.

You frown in confusion and mumble some generic response to Quinn, standing and moving to sit on Rachel's other side.

"What's wrong?" you breathe as Schue starts his lecture, poking her gently. She glances at Quinn before murmuring that nothing was wrong and turning her attention back to Mr. Schuster. "Rach, you know I don't want to get back together with Quinn, right?" you whisper, noticing her shoulders relax.

She turns and smiles shyly at you, opening her mouth to say something before Quinn interrupts.

"Nice, Man-hands. Because stealing one of my boyfriends wasn't enough for you?" the blonde is standing in front of you, her hands on her hips and her lips curled into an ugly snarl. Everyone turns to stare at her, Puck and Tina opening their mouths to defend Rachel, but Quinn continues to speak before they can. "I mean, I know that you've always wanted to be popular, but whoring it around with all the boys in love with me is just kind of desperate," she practically hisses the last word and you could swear that the entire room gasped simultaneously.

Half the room tries to speak at once, you and Puck absolutely furious, Santana, Tina, and Mike incensed. But Rachel's voice rises above all of yours. "Excuse me? Let's think about that statement, Miss President-of-the-Celibacy-Club," she snarls, moving down the risers so she's standing in front of Quinn. "I'm still a virgin. I'm having sex with no one. I'm actually not even kissing anyone in this room, nor am I in a relationship with any of them. You, however, were not only throwing yourself at Sam just a few minutes ago, you were also making out with Finn this morning, and, oh yeah, a couple months ago you had Noah's child. And you never even dated him, did you, Preggers?"

She's breathing heavily when she finishes and you stand up quickly, pulling her back before she or Quinn can attack one another.

Quinn flees the room silently, Finn grabbing her bag before trailing after her. Schue starts to talk about team unity and respect but you tune him out, focusing all your attention on the tiny diva tucked into your side.

Santana grins at her and Puck presses a quick kiss to her temple, murmuring something about being a badass before turning back to Lauren.

You just pull her closer, wrapping your arm around her waist and drawing on her thigh.

Your fingers spell out a-m-a-z-i-n-g without your permission and Rachel beams before hooking her left ankle around your right leg.

So, this touching Rachel Berry all the time thing?

Definitely not a problem.

Hey guys! Sorry this took so long. My laptop wouldn't let me publish anything.

So, I think that I'll probably just leave it in Sam's POV for the most part. I am thinking about doing one chapter in Puck's POV, mostly so I can talk about Rachel's feelings for Sam. But I'm not sure.

Oh! I don't own Glee, still. I also don't own We Could Run Away by Needtobreathe.

Please review! I'm open to any suggestions to may have for the story (not guaranteeing to use them, but they'd be interesting to hear) and I appreciate any comments.