Disclaimer: See any of the previous chapters for the Glee disclaimer.
What I don't own are any of the songs used in this chapter, not the lyrics, not the music, I own nothing. Shame really!
A/N: This is part 2 of chapter 9! Sorry that it took so long to update! It's my longest one yet.
By the way, I only just realised I can reply to your reviews on fanfiction! I'm so stupid! I'm sorry for not replying of course, but I have read each and every one of them, AND taken into account everything you guys tell me! :) ENJOY!
Me & Mrs. Jones
Chapter Nine – Part 2
It was a good few minutes before Sam calmed down. He stood at the top of the staircase re-thinking what Quinn had said. Would the club really turn against him because of Mercedes? He was pretty that they wouldn't, the club loved Mercedes (especially Kurt). A LOT more than they liked Quinn, anyway... Then again, maybe the club would turn against Mercedes for being with such a loser like Sam, who couldn't care for her properly and who made Quinn cry.
The sound of R'n'B music dragged Sam out of his thoughts. He realises that the film was not on anymore and felt really stupid now carrying his bowls of popcorn.
"Where's Sam?" He heard Mercedes ask from inside the basement.
"He went to get some popcorn 'Cedes, like 20 minutes ago." Kurt replied to the girl.
"I'm here!" Sam yelled, his voice breaking a little as he clambered down the stairs, clearing his throat and presenting the popcorn sheepishly. He set down the bowls onto Kurt's coffee table which was next to his sofa. "What happened to watching the movie?" Sam looked towards the black TV screen and then back to his friends, who all shifter uncomfortably in their different seats.
Santana spoke up.
"Got boring" she shrugged and stared at her empty bottle of beer.
"What?" Brittany shook her head in a confused manner. "No it didn't?" The blonde looked at Sam and gave him a sweet smile. "It made Santana cry so I turned it off. I don't like it when she is upset."
She grabbed the Latina girls hand and gave it a little squeeze. Sam saw Santana squeeze back before turning her head and giving the boy a death glare.
"Tell anyone and I'll cut your lips off!"
Sam held his arms up in surrender while Puck, Artie, Tina, Kurt and Mercedes started sniggering.
"Just out of interest..." Sam walked towards the sofa while talking to nobody in particular. "What film was it?"
"High School Musical" Puck grinned as Santana launched a pillow at his head and began to (as what Sam could only assume was to) swear in Spanish. The rest of the teenagers began to laugh at the antics!
It was midnight and the Glee Club had decided to take it in turns to sing a solo thanks Rachel! It was because Santana couldn't sit through any movies without bawling like a baby. Weepy drunk much? (However she would deny this if asked).
"I nomi-nomomin-mominate... I think Sam should go!" Kurt hiccupped and started laughing, resting his head on Blaine's shoulder.
"Yeah, come on dude! Sing us a song!" Mike cheered him on from his seat on Kurt's sofa.
Finn nudged Sam, who reluctantly jumped onto Kurt's bed (i.e. the stage).
"I don't have anything prepared." Sam slurred his words, slightly drunk. "But here goes."
I need a dollar dollar, a dollar is what I need
hey hey
Well I need a dollar dollar, a dollar is what I need
hey hey
The group of kids nodded along to Sam's mellow singing.
"I'll give you a dollar if you strip!" Santana shouted at Sam and gave the boy a suggestive wink causing Brittany to nod in agreement. Sam smiled at them politely and carried on, trying hard not to laugh.
And I said I need dollar dollar, a dollar is what I need
And if I share with you my story would you share your dollar with me
"Dude, stop begging! We already know that you're broke!" Puck cracked up laughing at his own joke through his drunken haze.
Sam flipped his friend the finger and hopped off the bed to give him a light dig in the arm. Then the blond returned to sit back on the floor, while the rest of the club clapped for his performance.
"Okay! It's my turn!" Mercedes shouted.
Sam sighed with relief. So far, apart from his song (if you could call it that, since he barely sang a chorus) Sam had sat through a very awkward performance of Blaine singing Naïve by The Kooks. The song was obviously aimed at Kurt about Puckerman. Sam had also had to listen to Rachel singing a Mariah Carey classic 'Always Be My Baby' to Finn. The performance had personally made Kurt, Sam, Mercedes, Quinn, Tina and Mike want to throw up a little. It really showed Rachel's inner stalker.
Finn liked it though.
It was nice to have heard Tina sing 'Russian Roulette' though. The song didn't really have a meaning to the Asian girl and she had got most of the words wrong since she was drunk, but Sam still thought she sounded brilliant!
As Mercedes walked up onto Kurt's bed grabbing a hairspray bottle to be her microphone, she looked towards Sam.
"This song really explains how I feel right now actually." The dark skinned girl motioned for Kurt to turn on the music as she began to sing.
Can't wait to get home
Baby dial your number
Can you pick up the phone
'cause I wanna holla?
Daydreaming about you all day
in school can't concentrate
Sam looked at his girlfriend lovingly. The rest of the club began cheering and Mercedes pulled Kurt up from his seat and the boy pretended to be her secret lover.
Want have your voice in my ear
Till ma comes and says it's too late
He whispered into her ear as she sang. Blaine laughed and pulled Kurt back shaking his head and pointing to the clock.
'cause the lights are on outside
Wish there was somewhere to hide
'cause I just don't want to say goodbye
'cause you are my baby baby
Santana and Rachel got up to join Mercedes in a harmony dancing behind her on the bed.
Nothing really matters
I don't really care
what nobody tell me
I'm gonna be here
It's a matter of extreme importance
my first teenage love affair
As Mercedes finished the song, everyone cheered loudly and they all giggled, minus Quinn who smirked at Mercedes. Sam clapped his girlfriend and smiled but his heart wasn't in it, as he thought about what Quinn had said earlier and what Mercedes had just sang.
The lyrics suggested that no matter what anybody thinks about their relationship Mercedes would stay with him. Her first proper relationship was important to her and no one was going to ruin it. So Sam decided in that moment, Quinn could say what she liked; she wasn't going to break them up.
"Oh that was just brilliant Mercedes, truly!" Quinn clapped twice slowly and spoke again. "That has just given me another great 'Never Have I Ever' question."
"Quinn yo, we're too drunk to play that again!" Artie spoke up from his wheelchair that was situated to the left of the bed.
"I agree. It would be very irresponsible. Kurt doesn't need to get any drunker than he actually is." Blaine commented as Kurt tried to hit him for what he just said, although he missed and ended up slapping himself.
"Preach!" Artie spoke up again.
"Whatever" Quinn muttered and continued to speak "Never have I ever... Been in a secret relationship with Sam!"
The Glee Club exchanged confused looks.
"Quinn, you're even morer dunker than me!" Kurt exclaimed giggling and messing up his words.
However Quinn merely ignored the boy and turned to Mercedes. Giving her a smug look she spoke. "This is the part where you drink 'Cedes..."
Mercedes threw a hurt look at Quinn (formerly known as one of her very best friends). It was supposed to be something her and Sam could tell their friends together. Quinn had no right. Mercedes really didn't want to drink, then Quinn would be shown up and everyone would just think she was just crazy drunk. But then she looked over at her boyfriend who sent Mercedes a hurt looks to match her own. He was waiting. Waiting for her to take a sip, and Mercedes knew it. What she would do next, was up to her. If Mercedes didn't take a drink then Sam would forever think she was ashamed of him.
We were going to tell them all tonight anyway... Mercedes thought to herself as she took a sip of the beer she yet to finish earlier.
A collective gasp made by most of the club was heard by Sam as Mercedes took as sip of beer. It would have been funny if Sam wasn't so worried if the gasp was a good or bad reaction. Sam smiled outwardly though, as he felt 12 faces looks towards him and then towards Mercedes.
Puck even looked surprised as he didn't realised the two teens were going public with their relationship.
"What the-"
"PUCK!" Kurt scolded trying to sober up. "I'm just as shocked as you but try not to use that lang-lan... word!"
Quinn saw her chance to start a scene, and begin to cry. But Santana beat her to it. God she really is a weepy girl drunk!
"I'm so... so happy! Oh God, I just need a moment." The Latina embraced Mercedes in a hug crying tears of happiness onto the other girls shoulder.
Tina spoke up too.
"You know I have a lot of questions right?"
"Oh yeah! Me too! Unfortunately a secret as big as this has managed to shock me. Me! Rachel Berry! I must admit that for this, I was not prepared."
"Rach! Chill girl!" Mercedes spoke and she mouthed to Sam a quick 'help me'.
This caused Sam to chuckle and shake his head surveying the room for someone who wasn't in a state of shock. Then he noticed Quinn, sat in the corner of the room by the TV.
Quinn looked around worriedly as the club began to surround Mercedes and ask her questions. She caught Sam's eye and immediately sobered up. He was not happy with her, she could tell from his expression. 'What have I done?' Quinn thought to herself. She noticed Sam getting up to come towards her and Quinn desperately wanted to dig herself a hole and die in it.
Sam sat beside the blond in the corner and looked around at the club cheering on Mercedes and scolding her also for keeping a secret relationship.
After about a minute in silence, Sam looked at Quinn and offered a sympathetic smile.
"Once again your overwhelmingly crazy plan to become Prom Queen has backfired." He sighed heavily.
"I don't suppose you'd believe that everything I said upstairs was the effect of wine coolers?" Quinn gave a shamefaced smile.
"I thought pregnancy was the effect of wine coolers?" Sam smirked, tilting his head pretending to look confused.
"I guess I deserved that one..."
"Yeah, I guess you did..." Sam shrugged but he sent a smile to Quinn.
"I'm sorry." Quinn started to cry now. "I feel like such a bitch! I owe so much to Mercedes! I miss my friendship with her; I'm just not in a good place right now."
"Quinn. I don't want to hear your excuses okay!" Sam frowned.
"Is there anything can do to make it up to you?" The blonde girl pleaded.
"No." Sam replied almost instantaneously, leaving Quinn to drop her head in shame. "Just be happy for me and my girlfriend." Sam continued.
Quinn looked at the boy for a minute, and then reached over to give him a small light hug before getting up and walking to Mercedes, who was still trying to unlock a drunk Santana from her shoulders.
Quinn gently pushed Santana away and wound her own arms around Mercedes neck giving her a tight hug. The way friends do.
"I'm sorry" Quinn whispered in her ear.
Mercedes smiled into the hug. Mercedes knew it took a lot for Quinn to apologise, and she couldn't stay mad since Quinn had only done what she wasn't brace enough to say in the first place.
Mercedes was thankful. And more importantly, she was happy. And so was Sam. That was the only thing that mattered.
A/N: The next chapter will be the final one. I'm sorry if this seemed rushed :-/ Hopefully chapter 10 will make up for it! Please review! xxx