Hello and happy Saturday! Here's a new update for the story I hope you like it.
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Again... I am posting this chapter on my own so, please forgive any mistake you might see. I tend to type slower than I think and things get pretty tangled sometimes. If any of you know about someone that would like to beta my work, I will gladly appreciate any information. My lovely friend Rose has decided to stop betaing because she got some new responsibilities and she needs to focus on that and I totally support her decision. :)
This chapter gets a bit heavy but things will get better. I totally promise.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything that is affiliated to the show, Ryan Murphy & Co and Fox and to be honest I don't wish to own what is now a sinking ship. But, I do own my thoughts and I will write Samcedes Fics because they live beyond that stupid show. Also, I do not own Made of Honor (the movie in which I am loosely basing this story adding some twists and craziness from my own imagination) but I wish I could be the woman owning Patrick Dempsey's heart.
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Chapter 7
Mercedes could not get out from Sam's building any faster because it was humanly impossible. She was a mess but not in the crazy melodramatic way, she just could not believe her best friend kissed her and in moment of craziness, she kissed him back. She seriously believed, she did not have any romantic feelings towards Sam, yet the kiss felt so right and so perfect. Damn! Sam Evans is one hell of a kisser. She thought while getting her phone out of her purse. It was a little bit past midnight but she did not felt like going home anytime soon. She needed to drink more and forget faster.
"Kurt, I know it is a bit late but what are you doing?" She asked to her co-worker at the Met. At the beginning, there was some tension between them but after a short time, they became close. Kurt was every girl's dream gay friend. He was fabulous.
"Well, I was about to go to bed because Blaine is out of town and there's nothing to do, but what's up because you sound distressed."
She thought about how she could tell Kurt about the kiss without making him fangirl about it. "Sam kissed him and I sort of kissed him back." There was an awkward silence for like a minute. Mercedes thought Kurt passed out. "Are you there?"
"Yes. Umm… Can you repeat what you just said?"
"Really Kurt?" Mercedes spat annoyed.
"Just kidding. Where you at, girl?"
"Walking around the city. After the kiss I left his apartment in a blink of an eye."
"Get a cab and get to my place as fast as you can. We need to discuss this over some drinks." Kurt stated.
"I'll be there soon."
Fifteen minutes later Mercedes arrived at Kurt's apartment, bottle of wine in hand.
"I don't know what kind of wine you like so I got red, the predictable choice and just a heads up, I'm still buzzed." Mercedes said handing Kurt the bottle.
Kurt grabbed Mercedes with his free hand and guided her to his sofa. He went to the kitchen and got two glasses. "Ok. You guys kissed. Now, tell me everything and don't skip any details. This is Sam we're talking about, not some random guy." He said as he poured some wine for both of them.
She frowned. She just wanted to give him a superficial recount of events. "Kurt, there are not many details to tell."
"I'm sorry, Mercedes but even if it is just one detail, I wanna know everything. You kissed the the man with sexiest lips in all New York." Kurt said excitedly.
"And also the most kissed guy around the city." Mercedes said exasperated.
"That's true." Kurt added.
"I just can't believe it happened. I mean, we are best friends... now everything changes and I don't want something stupid to happen." She said rubbing her temples.
"Mercy, at the moment that both of you shared that kiss, both walked into a territory full of mines, one wrong move and something will explode and trust me not all the time those explosions are of glitter and rainbows." He said seriously.
"Trust me… I know." She said nervously. She took a sip of her wine and just stared at the glass remembering the sensation she felt when she kissed Sam.
"You should lay off the wine because you are getting drunk." Kurt demanded.
"Hell to the NO! I need my wine." She said staring murderously at him.
"Ok. Don't yell at me. Tell me what happened!"
"Like I said there's not a lot to say. We started the day like every other Saturday, we had breakfast at our favorite bakery, we went shopping for some new things I wanted for my apartment and then we dropped them off there. Everything was normal between both of us during the day, things changed when we were at his place. I started to fall asleep while we were watching a movie, he started tickling me and he didn't stop until we ended up on the floor laughing and I don't know what made him do it but seconds later he kissed me." Mercedes said.
"Correction! That was when both kissed." Kurt emphasized.
"Well… Exactly. Kurt, to be honest I am not freaking out because the kiss, which I might add that it was amazing and intense, I am freaking out because I don't want him to get the wrong signals and we end screwing the great relationship we have." Mercedes said uncomfortably.
"Mercedes, I hate to be the one who will burst the bubble but there's going to be some inevitable tension between the two of you for some time. I should add that some sexual tension may be involved."
"Sexual Tension? Sam and I have been fighting that thing since we know each other. We are professionals at not being too carried away because of it." She admitted.
"Then, don't stress yourself. Maybe it was just something that happened in the heat of the moment. You guys were buzzed and the scenario you explained was perfect for something like that to happen. Just let the issue rest for a couple of days and I am pretty sure things will go back to how they were." Kurt tried to give Mercedes the best recommendation he could but there was a question burning in his brain and he needed his answer.
"Mercy, before we drop this topic, there's something I need to ask you. Do you have any kind of feelings for Sam?"
Mercedes was taken by surprise by Kurt's question but was not completely sure of her answer and did her best on answering without giving too much away. "No, not really. I mean, besides feeling an incorruptible connection to him and the deepest feelings a friend can feel for another friend; no I don't think have any other feelings for Sam."
Kurt tried to believe her but he could not. He knew that deep inside in her heart, unknowingly to her, she was harboring feelings for him. Those feelings were just not ready to bloom. It was just a matter of time or a matter of some romantic mistakes for her to realize them, but he decided not to push his luck with her. "Then, you should not worry."
Mercedes left Kurt's apartment at dawn. Between the wine and their conversations they did not realized they have talked for hours. When she got to her apartment she got an interesting surprise, there by her doorstep, sitting on the floor, was a disheveled Sam.
"Sam?" She said pretty stunned.
"Hey!" He said giving her a very tired smiled.
"What are you doing here?"
"Well… You left in such a hurry, you wouldn't pick up the phone, and then I think it died because I kept going straight to voicemail and I needed to know if you were okay. Therefore, I decided to come here and check on you personally, only to find out you were not here, so I decided to wait and hours later, here you are. Where were you?" He said looking up at her. His eyes were red and dark circles were forming under his eyes.
"I was at a friend's." She said as she extended her hand to help him get up from the floor.
She opened the door and went straight to the kitchen. She needed coffee and the stronger, the better. Sam sat in the sofa and started to look carefully at the pictures she had on the coffee table. One of the pictures was Mercedes sitting on her late mother's lap; she was probably six or seven. She has always been a beauty. He thought. The other picture was a picture of her and Stacy during one of the Christmas breaks she has spent at the Evans´ residence and the other two were pictures of them; one was taken at one his parents' anniversary party and the other one was from their college graduation.
A few minutes later, she came back with two coffee mugs in hand. She gave him one of the mugs and then she sat on the other side of her sofa with hers.
"Thank you."
"It is the least I can do for my very tired looking best friend. How long you waited for me?" She said savoring some of her coffee.
"I left my apartment like 40 minutes after you left." He confessed.
"Sam! Oh my god! You have been waiting for me for almost six hours. You are crazy."
"You make me do some crazy things." They laughed.
"Yeah, like what happened back at your apartment. That kiss was a vivid example of your foolishness." She said.
Sam wanted to talk about the kiss and he was glad she brought it up; he wanted to tell her that even though it was not how he wanted things to happen between them, he needed to tell her that his feelings were stronger and the kiss served as the wake-up call he needed.
"Mercedes, that kiss-"
She cut him off. "Sam, it's ok. We were buzzed and stuff like that happens all the time. We are not going to be the last besties in the world to go through some stupidity like that." She said
He was hurt. Mercedes was brushing off their kiss and treating it like a drunken mistake. Deep inside Sam wished Mercedes felt the same fireworks he felt when he kissed her, since she kissed him back but he was wrong. She was too blind to see she was the one he was referring to when he said the he thought he found the one for him.
Mercedes could see the change on Sam's behavior and added, "Sam, I don't want things to get weird between us. You are my best friend and I would not change that for anything in the world. It was just an accident."
"Sure, whatever. It won't happen again." He said defeated. This is why falling in love for some people sucked. He thought and got a bit too lost in those thoughts.
"Sam, are you ok?" She asked.
"Yeah. I guess I am just tired." He said trying to sound convincing.
"You know where the bed is. Go catch some sleep. I'll join you in a bit; I am in need of some serious sleep as well." She said grabbing his hand but he jerked it off away from her.
She was taken aback.
"It's fine. I'm heading home; I need to work on something from work." He said as he stood up.
"Sam, you're tired. Please, stay for a couple of hours." She pleaded.
"I said no. I will be ok. I'll text you when I get home."
They both knew something shifted between them and tensions were building up, they needed some time apart from each other. Mercedes upcoming trip was going to be the perfect antidote to that.
"Sam, before I forget… I am going to San Francisco next Friday and I think I will be back on Monday. There's a new Japanese exposition that the museum is organizing and I need to check the inventory before it gets ship to New York." She said.
Sam looked at her with an unreadable expression. "That's ok. I'll find something or someone to do while you're gone."
He shut the door and Mercedes stood there looking at it dumbfounded and whispered,
"What the fuck just happened?"
A/N: Trouble in paradise... Oh no! What do you guys think? Yes/No. What do you guys thought about Kurt? I wanted him in the story so I think I did justice to him on this update. Mercedes is driving Sam nuts. When is she going to realize he is trying hard to organize his life and his feelings? What will it take for her to realize that? About Sam, do you think he is doing everything he can to really make her believe in him? Will Sam go back to his old ways now that he feels rejected by Mercedes? What about that upcoming trip? Will it lessen the tension between or it will make the tension escalate to higher levels?
Stay tuned... Chapter 8 is in the works...
Until next time!
XOXO
