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Chapter 3

Sam's POV

I spent all weekend thinking about what happened between Finn and me, and I decided it's probably best to just drop it for now and not force him into any conversations he's not ready for. It's been hard though. I saw him looking at me this morning and it actually hurt. I shouldn't have kissed him. I fall in love way too easily. I don't think I'm quite there yet, but I honestly can see myself falling for him.

I'm so distracted by my thoughts that I walk into someone on my way into the choir room for Glee Club. "Oh, sorry…" I trail off when I see Finn rubbing the arm I ran into.

"It's okay. Hey, actually, I was wondering if I could talk to you? After Glee Club?"

"Um, okay." Oh my gosh I sound like an idiot. At least he didn't seem to notice. Mr. Schuester walks in and asks us to have a seat so he can tell us our assignment for the week.

"Okay guys, I know some of you are going to complain." He looks at Rachel. "But I think we should do duets again. It really helps you get to know each other better, and it helps you sing better to practice singing with another person."

"Great idea, Mr. Shue. Finn and I will tell you our song selection by tomorrow morning and we should be ready to perform by -"

Rachel is cut off by Mr. Schue saying, "Sorry Rachel, but you don't get to pick your duet partners this time. You all need to practice singing with people you're not as comfortable with. Mike, you'll be paired with Lauren, Santana will be paired with Artie, Brittany will be paired with Mercedes, Tina will be paired with Puck, Quinn will be paired with Rachel, and that leaves Sam and Finn."

Rachel looks really pissed off, and a little embarrassed. "But Mr. Schue -"

"No buts, Rachel." She goes to sit by Quinn, looking a little scared.

I guess I'd better go with Finn. This is going to be awkward.

"Hey Finn. Do you have any idea what song you want to sing?"

He looks down for a moment then says "No. Do you?"

"No," I respond, then remember what he said before Glee Club had started. "Hey, you said you wanted to talk to me about something. We have time now; since neither of us knows what song we want to do."

"Okay…" He looks around, making sure no one is close enough to hear us, I guess. "Listen, about last Friday -"

"I'm so sorry!" I blurt out. "I completely understand if it weirded you out or anything. I was way out of line. I'm sorry."

"Actually I was going to apologize to you. I shouldn't have left like that without talking to you about it. I'm not mad at you for what you did, and I think Mr. Shue's right, we all need to get to know each other better, and since we're partners and everything, I was hoping you could come over tomorrow so we can hang out and work on our assignment. Besides, Kurt's been missing everyone and it would make him happy to see one of his friends."

This isn't what I expected. Not that that's a bad thing. "Sure, that sounds great. I'll be at your house tomorrow at seven."

"Okay, guys, that's it for today. See you tomorrow," Mr. Schuester dismisses us, and we all start getting our things ready and leave.

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Why don't I have anything to wear? I'm getting ready to go to Finn's house, and none of my clothes seem good enough. I don't know why this bothers me so much; I always wear my normal clothes around him at school. "Stupid hormones," I grumble out loud. Somehow I hadn't seen Finn all day, I guess because we don't have classes together and Glee Club didn't meet today, but I kept finding myself looking around for him. I'm pathetic. No wonder Quinn always looked at me like I'm a moron.

I finally decide on a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. Simple, but not too simple. I arrive on Finn's doorstep at 6:57. I barely remember the drive over. I ring the doorbell and when the door opens, Finn's mother answers. "Hi, is there something I can do for you?" she asks politely.

"I'm Sam Evans, a friend of Finn's, and he invited me over to work on something for Glee Club."

She smiles and moves out of the doorway. "Come in, Finn's upstairs. First door on the left."

I thank her and head up the stairs and knock on the door she said was Finn's. "Hey, Finn, it's me. Can I come in?"

The door opens and Finn greets me, "Hey Sam." He lets me in and gestures for me to sit down. I take a seat on his bed. He's starting to worry me. He's pacing, and he won't look at me. Finally he says, "I didn't invite you over here to work on the glee project."

"Okay…?"

"I actually wanted to talk to you more about what happened on Friday. I chickened out at school yesterday because I was afraid someone would hear, but now it's just you and me.

"I've been thinking about the… the kiss, and at first I was so confused. I didn't know why I responded to it how I did, letting you kiss me, kissing you back, and I didn't know how to handle it, so I did the only thing I could think of. I ran away from it. That night I had a dream, the kind I'd only had about Rachel and Quinn, but this time was different. It was about you. I don't want to go into details in case it freaks you out," he must have seen me blushing, "?"

"I'm sorry, what?"
He blushes and looks at his shoes. "I was wondering if maybe we could, you know, kiss again? Just to see if it has any effect on either of us."

I look deep into his brown eyes and see that he's serious. He wants to kiss me! "Um, okay." I stand up and walk over to him. I gently place one hand on his cheek, stroking it slightly with my thumb. "Are you sure?"

"Y-yes." He seems as nervous as I am.

I lean in closer and pause just millimeters from his face. I almost back out, but seeing him close his eyes in anticipation, I decide I have to do this. I want to do this, and I shouldn't let my fear that he won't want me how I want him stand in the way of this. I close the short distance between us, and I feel the effects instantly. It's like every cliché that's ever been used in a movie. The fireworks behind my eyes, the butterflies in my stomach, everything is perfect. I feel his lips move against mine as he kisses me back, and I love every second of it. My arms slide around his waist as his find their way to my neck. He runs one hand through my hair; I can't help it, I pull him closer. I lick his lower lip, asking for permission to take the kiss further, and he allows my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues battle; he seems really into this kiss. I pull away a bit and look into his eyes.

"So… how was it?" I ask him.

He just looks at me for a moment, and then pulls me back against him, pressing his lips to mine again and again. He starts to back up, taking me with him, and before I know it we've fallen onto his bed and I'm on top of him. We continue making out, until my phone vibrates in my pocket, causing Finn to groan. I sit up, and he groans again, but this time he doesn't sound happy. "Do you have to leave?"
I look at the text message. Be home in thirty minutes –Mom. "Not yet, but really soon." I glance at his alarm clock. 9:26 "Shit! How did that happen?"

Finn smirks at me. "Time flies when you're having fun."
I laugh, and pull him off the bed and into a hug, which he accepts.

"It feels weird to hug a guy, Sam. But in a cool way."

I smile and whisper, "I like it too." It's silent for a moment, until I add, "Especially with you. We don't have to talk about it or start thinking about it now, but I really do like you, Finn."
He doesn't reply at first, then answers, "I think I like you, too."

There's a knock on the door, and we jump apart as Kurt calls, "Finn? Are you in there? You're mom wants you to get something from the cupboard, since you're the only one who can reach." The door opens and Kurt sees us, on opposite sides of the room looking terrified. "Don't worry, I won't ask questions. Yet." He turns to me. "Hello, Sam. Nice to see you."

"I was just leaving, but nice to see you, too." I smile nervously at the smaller boy as he moves to allow me to leave. "Bye, Finn. Bye, Kurt."

Finn continues to stand there and blush. I can't help but think it's adorable. "Bye."

"Goodbye, Sam."

I leave Finn's room and walk towards the front door, when Finn's mother sees me. "Bye, Sam. Hope you had fun."

Oh, I most certainly did. "Yes, thank you. Bye." Time to go home and take a cold shower.