DISCLAIMER: I'm still mad at Ryan Murphy but I have yet to take the show off of him!

A/N: There will probably be about 3 more chapters to this story, and I will try to update as soon as possible :D
I'm a little bit busy but I definitely won't forget about this story...
Also, to anyone who is reading Dalton could they maybe tell me what will happen with Shane? I'm too afraid to read on :') I really admire CP Coulter's work. It's amazing, it leaves me wondering what will happen every time! I now suggest you all read "Dalton" :P

A/N2: DID YOU ALL SEE THE KLAINE AND BRITTANA KISSES! THEY ARE SO ON NEXT SEASON! ASDFGHJKL! LIVE KISSES! WOOO DUBLIN WERE SO LUCKY! Okay... Just had to get that off of my chest ;)

ENJOY THIS CHAPTER!

Me & Mrs. Jones

Chapter Eight

"Oh... You're early" Kurt raised an eyebrow. "And you're sweating..."

Sam stood sheepishly in the door way of Kurt's house with his duffel bag slung over his left shoulder. He'd jogged all the way to Kurt's from the motel, and all the way there he couldn't stop thinking about what he was going to reveal that day.

"Do you want me to come back?" Sam hopped from one foot to another nervously.

"Oh! Of course not!" Kurt moved aside letting Sam stride past him into the living room. "Just please try not to get any of your excessive body fluids on any of my furniture." Kurt remarked bitchily, but Sam could see the expression did not quite reach his eyes.

"Sorry dude, I'm just excited"

"Excited? What exactly has got you so excited?" Kurt squinted at the blond boy as he led him downstairs to his basement where the sleepover would be held.

"Err..." Sam looked around guiltily. "For one of your legendary sleepovers of course" Sam grinned and continued talking, trying to change the subject. "Are we all crashing down here then?"

"My bedroom's bigger than Finn's is so, after a bit of persuading and 4 packets of Oreos I convinced him to have the sleepover in here. He's really matured. Usually it takes him 6 packets of biscuits before he agrees with me." Kurt looked pleased with himself.

As they descended the stairs, Kurt pointed to his gigantic king-size bed and Sam settled down on it. Then Kurt excused himself and headed back upstairs as the boys heard the doorbell ring, once again. Even through his excitement at telling everyone about his relationship he couldn't help but shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen.

As Sam relaxed on the bed, he closed his eyes and lay backwards.

Kurt's sheets are really soft...

They reminded Sam of the sheets on Mercedes' bed, which lead Sam to wonder if Mercedes and Kurt shopped together for everything!

While Sam was once again, deep in his thoughts, somebody had walked down the stairs to find the blond grinning like crazy and smelling Kurt's sheets.

"Having fun?" The person inquired.

"Not without you Mercedes." Sam murmured quietly.

"Mercedes? DUDE! I'm Finn!"

Sam immediately jumped up and stood facing the equally embarrassed teen ahead of him.

"S-Sorry Finn. I erm, I thought you were, erm, Kurt. I just wanted to ask if the person at the door was Mercedes." Sam stuttered, looking really suspicious, and he started to rub the back of his head.

"Oh... I probably shouldn't have snuck up on you. Sorry dude, my bad." Finn edged back towards the stairs and started to power walk back up while he apologised.

Thank God, Finn is stupid!

Sam praised himself internally for fooling Finn, although popcorn could confuse Finn. (Was it salty or was it sweet?)

"It was Puck by the way!" Finn yelled from the very top of the staircase.

"Huh?" Sam was once again dragged from his thoughts.

"At the door. And he bought beer!"

Sam rolled his eyes.

Let the fun begin! He thought bitterly.


About an hour after Sam arrived saw the Glee Club (and Blaine) dancing around Kurt's bedroom and singing along to Beyoncé. Scattered around them all were empty beer cans (Puck!) and 23 empty wine coolers.

The New Directions could be heard for miles as they were unsurprisingly loud drunks. None of them seemed to have learnt from Rachel's party the year before.

Brittany and Santana were making out on Kurt's bed as a heartbroken Artie looked towards the. He drowned his sorrow with another beer as Mike and Tina did their best to console their wheelchair bound friend.

Rachel was clinging to Quinn's neck asking her not to leave Glee Club. A wine cooler slipped from her hands as she was pushed backwards onto Kurt's cream leather sofa by Quinn. The blonde girl then proceeded to snap at Rachel about everything that happened before the summer break. Rachel had her eyes closed and seemed to be humming along with music smiling contently, rather than listening to Quinn.

In the middle of the room Mercedes was sitting Indian style and staring at a patterned cushion and laughing maniacally. While Lauren lay next to her, head in a bowl of crisps and snoring. Loudly.

Kurt had now changed from his newest Marc Jacobs' jumper and skinny jeans and had on his old black unitard. It had been at least a year since he had worn it, yet Kurt was relieved to find that it still fit. Although it looked as though the outfit had been painted onto him, since it was a whole lot tighter. It clearly had an effect on Blaine, as the curly haired boy sat in front of his boyfriend placing a pillow on his lap before looking up at Kurt hopefully. Puck stood beside Kurt smiling slightly as the smaller boy pressed the next button on his iPod dock. The song changed into a very familiar one. Kurt nodded at Puck and the mohawked boy began to dance at his cue.

Woh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh

Woh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh

'Cos if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it

Kurt turned the music down slightly and made his way back over to Puck, holding him at the waist lightly and moving his hips in the right direction to the music. Kurt smiled as Puck got the hang of the dance and he moved to the side, dancing in sync with his former bully.

When the song finished the two boys turned to face each and then both burst into drunken giggles. Puck gave the smaller boy a quick one armed hug, before moving away to wake up Lauren, from the crisp bowl.


Meanwhile, Sam and Finn sat on the bottom of the stairs, sipping cans of coke and watching over all of their friends.

Sam realised that if he paid attention he noticed the Glee club hid a lot of their feelings.

Sam could tell that although Artie appeared heartbroken over Brittany, the way he started at Tina out of the corner of his eyes begged to differ.

Sam could tell that Brittany wasn't as into the make-out session as Santana was, since the blonde kept slapping the Latina girls' hand away from her skirt.

Sam could tell that Rachel was more affected by Quinn's words than she let on. As Sam could hear that Rachel's humming was becoming louder and more out of tune. Not like Rachel, at all.

Sam could also tell that Puck had liked spending time with Kurt if the bulge in his pants was any indication. And Sam was pretty sure that Kurt must have felt that when Puck brushed against him in their hug. Kurt continued to smile though, even though Blaine's bitch glare was strong enough to kill.

Sam wondered if any of his friends ever observed him as intently as he was doing at that moment. He realised that if they did then his relationship with Mercedes was probably already common knowledge.

Sam took a long sip of his coke and aimed his empty can at a plastic bag next to the sofa.

"Dude, can you stop thinking so hard? You're making my head hurt!" Finn complained as he turned to face the blond boy.

"Sorry man... How about we make this sleepover more interesting and finally get the rest of the guys to settle down?" Sam suggested.

"Never have I ever?"

"You read my mind." Sam grinned widely.

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