Super sorry for lateness of this chapter.

I've been super busy but I'm back with this!

I didn't forget about it.

Of course it leaves off where the last chapter left off.

Sam's POV

The words flew out his mouth. He told me that he loves me. He asked me to be his boyfriend. I just can't take all of this. Finn is my best friend. I'm just so confused.

Finn's POV

Why hasn't he said anything? He just sat there. I should say something, maybe I shouldn't. I have to clear the weirdness and awkwardness that's in the air.

"Sam", I walked over to him. His face was set in confusion, "Are you okay", I asked him.

He looked up at me, "What did you just say", he asked.

I walked over to his side and looked down at him. Tears stinging my eyes, "I love you. I love you more than I've ever loved Rachel or Quinn. I want to be with you", I told him.

"I didn't even know that you were gay", he said.

"I'm not going to lie to you, I didn't even know that I was gay either, but being here, and being around you, made me realize that I don't want to be with any girls, I just want you", I told him.

"Well you can't have me", he made that clear.

"I'm sorry. What", I was confused.

"Finn, I'm dating Mercedes", he said.

That's not even a real relationship, that's just being desperate, "You're telling me you love her".

He didn't say anything. He just looked at me, anger was building up inside of him. I could tell I was pushing his buttons, "The way I feel about Mercedes, doesn't concern you".

"I'm sorry, I just sometimes think that she doesn't care about you like the way I care about you", I told him.

"Finn what the hell is your problem. I've been through a lot this last part of the school year. Having Quinn dump me for you and then going to Santana who never even wanted to be with me in the first place. Then out of the blew my dad loses his job making me and my family homeless which causes us to live in a hotel in the worst part of town. But Mercedes was there for me and we connected and it brought us together. So don't you dare start to think that Mercedes doesn't give a shit about me", he was furious.

He was right; I didn't really know how bad he had it so I had no right to say that. But I'm feeling so many things for the guy; I just say whatever comes out of my mouth. I love him, I do, I just want to be with him, I just wish he could understand and be with me.

"I'm sorry, you're right, I don't know your life", I told him.

"You damn right don't know my life. My life sucks, so don't go assuming the worst in people when there is obviously good in their hearts", he walked away and headed towards the door.

I ran after him and grabbed his hand, "Where you going", I asked him.

"I'm leaving", he said.

"What. Why", I asked.

"Finn, I'm not gay! I know people assume I am, but I'm not. I'm not going to be your boyfriend. So, whatever it is you're feeling, make yourself stop feeling that way okay", he said.

"How do you make strong feelings go away? Tell me Sam, I'd like to know. I'm not going to stop loving you", I said.

"STOP SAYING THAT, you don't love me, okay you just don't", he yelled.

"But I do, okay, I love the way you speak Na'vi, I love how you can quote Avatar from beginning to end, I love all your impressions. I love how passionate you are about music. I love how nice you are with other people - - -", I kept going but Sam cut me off.

"Finn, just stop, please", his eyes were tearing up. He had the choice of walking away, but he chose to stay.

"You ask me to stop loving you, but Sam, my love for you will never stop", I told him.

I stepped closer to him, I grabbed his hands and I held them and I gazed into his eyes. I leaned in and kissed him. I have always wondered what it would be like to kiss Sam. His lips were soft and nice. Kissing him was way better than kissing Rachel and Quinn.

He broke the kiss and backed away from me. He had this look on his face, he didn't know what just happened.

"What's wrong", I asked.

"Why'd you kiss me", he asked me.

I shrugged, "I just thought that - - -"

"NO! Don't think, don't do that. Please. Don't. I'm sorry Finn. I'm with Mercedes. Please accept that and move on. I know you want me, but somebody else has me so just please respect it". He was gone. He left.

I knew this was a bad idea. Of course I knew. Sure my heart was in the right place, but his wasn't. I was sad. My eyes were filling up with tears quickly. I was crying. I turned to clean up the table. As I was cleaning I heard footsteps running up the steps, being hopeful. I thought it was Sam, but I turned to see Santana and Brittany with smiles on their faces.

"So, what happened", Brittany asked.

"Did he feel the same way", Santana asked.

I had two options. Lying or telling the truth. There would be consequences for which one I chose. I titled my head up and the tears kept stinging my eyes.

"What happened", Brittany asked sweetly.

"I put my feelings out there. Telling him everything and to have that mean nothing to him", I had tried to calm down. My breathing was out of control. I know people think that I know absolutely know nothing about love. But I really do love Sam. Always have and always win. Despite everything that went wrong tonight. I still care about him deeply.

I just sat down at the table that still had the candle lit on it. Brittany and Santana kneeled down, one on each side of me.

"It'll get better Finn", Santana said.

I wiped my tears away, calming myself down but I was still thinking that maybe I'll never find someone who loves me back, "What if it doesn't", I asked.

"You can't think like that Finn. Sam is just in shock of what happened. He needs time to absorb all this information", Brittany told me.

I was confused, "But you guys told me to confess my feelings for him. What was all of this, a mistake, a joke….just to see my cry?"

"No, of course not", Santana chimed in. "Give him the night or a day to cool off and try talking to him again. Privately of course, and don't leave on bad terms".

"I'm just sick and tired of getting heart broken by people I love so much", I told both of them.

"Well, it's their loss. You're a great guy Finn any man in the world would be lucky to have you", Brittany said.

I felt a little bit better. They were starting to become really good friends. I'm glad they kind of knew what I was going through. They helped my clean up the roof and when that was finally done, we went back to our rooms. I didn't know what to expect when I walked back in my room. I said my goodnights to both Santana and Brittany and unlocked my room and walked in.

I saw Sam sitting on his bed. He was on his computer. He had one of his headphones in.

"Hey", I said.

He didn't respond. His only action was putting the other earphone in his ear.

"Come on, I want to talk about this. Please", I asked him.

"I don't want to talk about anything that happened tonight. If that's possible", he responded.

I don't know if it was obvious to him, but I was hurting inside. But I knew that he didn't care. No one I've ever loved has cared enough about me. They would always cause pain. But I never said anything because my love for them was insanely strong.

"Fine, we won't talk. Goodnight", I said.

"Whatever", he snapped.

"Yeah", I snapped back.

I changed into my P.J.s and went straight to bed. I had my iPod on and I listened to all night. I tried my best to forget everything that happened tonight. The song I sang, the speech, every little thing. It wasn't working. Even if he didn't love me back, he at least knew how I felt. That was enough for me.

I woke up the next day. I rose out of bed and to see that Sam has already left. No surprise there. It was 7:45 and another day of adventures started at 9:00. I wasn't looking forward to spending the day with Sam. He's in my group and he can't even look or talk to me. People are going to want to know what's up.

After last night, I'm doubtful that I'll never find someone who loves me for me. My mom always says I'm cute and people who don't want to be with me are out of their minds. I'm not cute. I'm ugly and apparently not loveable. I went to go get ready but the door stopped me. I looked through the peephole to find Kurt standing there.

I opened the door and he let himself in, "Finn! Finally, I've been trying to reach out all night. What happened last night", he said.

"All the things you think happened didn't happen", I said firmly.

Kurt's face went from a smile to straight up confusion. "I…I don't understand. I thought you were sure things were going to turn out right".

I grabbed my clothes for the day and sat them on the bed, "Well, I obviously was wrong. He didn't feel the same way. I made a complete fool out of myself and Sam thinks I'm weird. My own best friend doesn't even want to be around me", I told him.

Kurt just sat there. Not knowing what to say. I wish I had the kind of relationship he has with Blaine. They're so in love and as Santana once told me, I'm about as sexy as a Cabbage Patch Kid.

"My life sucks. I'm gay and I can't get the guy I like to feel the same way", I felt miserable. I didn't want to do anything today.

Kurt looked at me, "Can I ask you something Finn", I nodded for him to continue, "How long did you know that you were gay?"

I knew this question was going to come up. Ever since I told him, he kept asking that question because I didn't want to answer it. I didn't know how to explain it myself.

"There's a moment, where you look at someone. And you just feel differently about them. I had that moment on the first day of school this year. Seeing Sam in the courtyard. Something clicked. He was the first guy I ever felt strongly for. I thought it was a phase, but it wasn't", I told him.

"But you were with Rachel and Quinn this year", he reminded me.

"I never thought it was possible to fall in love with a guy Kurt. Looking back on this year, Quinn and Rachel don't compare to Sam. My feelings for him are….just….hard to talk to about. All I can say is that I love him", I said.

He pulled me in for a hug. Talking to him about this stuff was always so easy. I'm happy he was in my life and would actually always be in it to. He is always a good source to go to for advice.

I broke away from the hug, "I should probably get ready. Don't want to be late", I said.

Kurt nodded and put the clothes that I laid out away.

"What are you doing", I asked

"Putting these away", he replied

"But I planned on wearing that today dude", I told him.

He sighed, "Finn, I'm doing you a favor by putting these clothes away. I'm going to pick out something else".

I laughed at him. He's always changing my outfits for me, "Thanks. I guess".

He smiled and went through my clothes; I turned for the bathroom and got ready anyways. After my little pep-talk with Kurt, I felt a little bit better. Today wasn't going to be fun in any kind of way. But that doesn't mean I can't enjoy this vacation by one little bump in the road. We have one week left here in Rome. I plan to make Sam talk to me before we go home.

It might be the longest week of my life. But I need to know how he feels back. No Screaming. No Fighting. No Yelling. Just talk.

That's all I ask.