As usual,

Mildlifecrissis: of course! I couldn't possibly keep them apart for long, it physically hurts me :) It was about time that Sam started being honest, and he was lucky Blaine was willing to listen, in spite of everything. And yeah, Puck and Mike are great, we'll see about Sebastian... No, YOU are awesome with the constant reviews, you don't know how much they mean to me :) Thank you soooooo much!

THEMoDePo: Pleeeease, you are the best! I can't believe I made you cry, I'm so sorry! Yeah, I love Mike being a hopeless romantic and shipping Blam so much :) And of course Blaine could see through Sam, he only needed a bit of honesty, I think. Here's some more then ;) Thank you soooooo much!

Shanehardy: OMG, thank you! I'm so glad you like it! Yeah, this story is mainly about Blam (if you've read any of my other stories you will know that I LIVE for blam!), but yeah, I'm not going to let the other characters or relationships unresolved, don't worry ;) Thank you so much for being my fan then ;) Hope you continue liking it!

Darrinia: cariñín! Glad to have made you so happy then! Of course Mike and Puck helped, they ship blam almost as much as we do :) We'll see about Sebastian. And don't worry, you'll know more about Blaine sometime soon. Thank you so much, preciosa! Un besazo!

CHAPTER 10

Sam sighed, absolutely in bliss, as Blaine's breath caressed the skin on his neck. They were still rocking impossibly together to the beat of music, oblivious to everything else around them, and Blaine's head was still resting in Sam's shoulder, his arms enveloping his neck. It was so magical that Sam felt a sudden rush of love for this wonderful creature in his arms and the only thing he could do was to squeeze him more strongly to his chest.

"This is perfect" he heard Blaine's whispering words next to his ear, and Sam agreed with a gentle kiss to his cheek.

"I know" he answered with a deep sigh.

"How could I doubt you?" Blaine asked rhetorically, with deep regret in his voice.

"You had pretty good reasons" Sam answered, wanting to stop him from feeling guilty about it.

"But I should have known better" Blaine lifted his head from Sam's shoulder to look at him intently.

"You know now and that's all that matters"

"Are you always that perfect?" Blaine asked in a joking tone.

"Only when you're around" Sam answered with a half smile, idly playing with the hair falling on Blaine's forehead.

"Good enough" Blaine answered with a wide smile before bringing Sam's face closer to his again and kissing his lips slowly but firmly, not really giving him the chance to avoid it. Not that he had any intention, he noticed, as Sam's arms strengthened their grip around his waist as he very willingly responded to the kiss.

But the slow music that had accompanied their dance suddenly changed into an upbeat and lively song that somehow ruined the tender moment they were in. They broke the kiss and gave each other an embarrassed smile, still shy about their exuberant emotions. They wouldn't be able to continue rocking to the beat entwined around each other, but they could still dance together –close together– and delight themselves with some of their "best moves" –or their least horrible ones, according to Sam.

Amongst all the people looking at them were Mike and Puck, who were clearly enjoying the show and couldn't be happier about its resolution. Well, they could be happier: if Sebastian was there too and he was happy about his best friend and his new-found love. But they didn't see that happening anytime soon. And today was not the day to worry about that. It was the day to enjoy love.

"So it looks like we didn't need to worry about them so much after all" Puck commented.

"I told you they would make up. They just... had to" Mike answered, with a fond smile, without taking his eyes from the dancing couple.

"Mikey, Mikey, you're just a romantic at heart, aren't you?"

"Only when it's about people so perfect for each other"

Meanwhile the "dancing competition" between the love birds, who only had eyes for each other, continued on the dance floor. Blaine was clearly wining, as the only move Sam had mastered was his infamous body-roll, and Blaine really seemed to know how to move.

"Wow! Where did you learn to dance like that?" Sam asked, only half joking.

"I used to sing and dance a lot with my friends back at home. Not only like this, in clubs, but at our own rooms whenever we got together when we were younger. We were in a boarding school, you know" Blaine explained, with a hint of embarrassment. "We liked to pretend we were adults having a party sometimes. Other times we were the back dancers to some famous artists or a pop band"

"I bet you were the best" Sam praised him, amused. "You are surely not made to be in the back of a stage, believe me"

"Oh no, they were good. You should have seen my friend Wes. He is amazing... he would always deny it, but I know he would give anything to become a rock star... He has a strong character" Blaine smiled at the memory of his friend. "And Trent and Dave weren't that far behind. We didn't have a band, as you guys did, but we surely enjoyed music"

"Who's that Wes? Should I be jealous?" Sam asked with a mock frown, but Blaine smiled when he saw he was only joking.

"No, nothing like that. He was my best friend, the best friend someone could wish for. He always was there for me. And I couldn't even say goodbye to him or the others when I moved to Lima, it was all so sudden" Blaine explained, the light mood from a moment before visibly falling at the painful memories.

"Do you miss them?" Sam asked, a little apprehensive, when he noticed the tone of sadness in his voice. Maybe Blaine did miss them so much he would rather be with them.

"Yes, very much, they were good people and good friends" Blaine answered, with a nostalgic tone, but then he noticed Sam somewhat sad expression and hurried to explain. "But that doesn't mean I'd prefer to be there. You were not there. And I want to be wherever you are"

A new happiness and pride filled Sam's heart at Blaine's words, especially as he knew he was completely honest. Blaine was not happy since he had moved to Lima, he had lost all his friends and he hated living with his father; and yet he preferred to be there just to be with him. And that moved Sam to the point he thought it was impossible to feel more strongly towards someone.

"That works both ways. You know that, don't you?" Suddenly it felt important for Sam to make Blaine understand he felt the same about him.

"Yeah, I think I do" Blaine answered with a smile.

"Good" Sam answered, before gently cupping the back of Blaine's head and kissing his lips once again. He felt he would never get tired of it, and by the looks of it, neither would Blaine.

"It's getting late" Blaine whispered regretfully once the kiss broke.

"Is it?" Sam mumbled, resting his forehead against Blaine's.

"Yeah. As much as I hate it, I should get going"

"May I walk you home?" Sam pleaded, and Blaine smiled tenderly at him.

"Please" Blaine could only answer, not wanting anything else in the world.

"Holding hands?" Sam pouted, eliciting a wholehearted laugh from the other boy.

"I wouldn't have it any other way" Blaine answered happily, and to prove his words he extended his hand in front of Sam, and the latter picked it up without hesitation, immediately entwining their fingers together.

Hand in hand they made their way from the dance floor to the door, oblivious to Mike and Puck still watching them from a distance.

"How great is this?" Puck exclaimed sarcastically as the two lovebirds made their way out of the club. "They are together thanks to us and not even a thank you! Hey, not even goodbye!"

"Don't be so egocentric, you moron! They have more important things to think about right now than you" Mike answered, before he playful clobbered Puck's head.

"They seemed to be in quite a hurry. Do you think they're going to...?" Puck suggested with a mischievous smile.

"Puck! They just patched things up! I think they just need to be with each other for a while"

"Now we only need to fix this thing with Sebastian..."

"I think that's not going to be that easy..." Mike lamented.

Blaine and Sam walked, hand in hand, sending shy gazes to each other, their eyes meeting every now and then, causing a smile to appear every time. They were feeling incredibly happy and comfortable with each other, and both had the feeling that it was only the beginning.

"Oh, shit!" Blaine suddenly exclaimed. "I forgot to say goodbye to Puck and Mike!"

Sam laughed wholeheartedly and let go of Blaine's hand to put his arm around his waist, squeezing Blaine strongly to him.

"They must think I hate them, after the look I threw at them when you appeared and I realized it had all been a trap" Blaine explained with a pout.

"But it was worth it, wasn't it?" Sam asked, already knowing the answer.

"It sure was"

"Although I have to say for a second I thought you were going to punch me too"

"I would never punch anyone" Blaine answered, more seriously that he had intended.

"I know that, I was only joking" Sam answered, a bit surprised at the change in the general mood, and kissed Blaine's cheek to make it all better again. He knew Blaine didn't approve violence of any kind (he had clearly stated that when Sebastian and Sam had fought), but he should have realized he was only joking, right?

"So when did you start using your friends to do the dirty work?" Blaine joked, in an attempt of changing the subject and go back to the light mood from a moment before.

"I didn't!" Sam tried to defend himself, amusedly. "They offered! Mike said something about blam and about us being made for each other, so..."

"They're good people" Blaine commented with a grateful smile.

"Yes, they are. And good friends"

"Yet you miss Sebastian"

"I miss who I thought Sebastian was. But what I saw yesterday... I don't think it's such a great loss"

"You can't be that resentful at him just because he got angry. I know you, there's got to be something else" Blaine noticed how Sam kept quiet, and all of a sudden he understood the hidden reason to Sam's anger had to have something to do with him. "There is, isn't there?"

"He... he insulted you" Sam confessed, reluctant at letting Blaine know what Sebastian thought of him.

"Oh. And what did he say?" Blaine asked, more curious than really offended.

"He said you're a... a weirdo. And that I should get away from you or you'll bring me trouble"

Silence fell between them for a second, and Sam risked a look from the corner of his eye to see how affected Blaine was by Sebastian's horrible words. Blaine's face, though, showed no emotion at the moment, and Sam squeezed him again to show him his support, if it was needed.

"You know I think he's wrong, right?" Sam rushed to ask, suddenly afraid that Blaine would think he had doubts about their relationship.

"He's right in a way, though, you know" Blaine broke his silence after a couple of seconds. "I will bring you trouble sooner or later, I know it. Trouble is been following me for some time now. Maybe we should..."

"I know what you're going to say and I don't even want to hear it" Sam interrupted him before Blaine had the chance to suggest they forgot about each other, because it was simply impossible. "I meant what I told you before: I will fight for you"

"Even if I'm a weirdo?" Blaine asked, only half joking.

"You're not!" Sam corrected him firmly.

"I guess it's the image I give"

"But it's not who you are! I know you"

"And that's all that matters" Blaine answered with a grateful smile. "Why should I care about people thinking I'm crazy when the most wonderful person on Earth thinks I'm not?"

Sam had to stop for a minute to accept such a compliment, especially because he knew Blaine was incapable of not being honest, so he really thought that of him. Him being the most wonderful person on Earth? No way. That person was precisely the one saying those words.

"Oh, and who would that person be?" Sam joked, trying to make light of the compliment before he burst into tears at the emotion of it, and he received a playful nudge on his ribs in response.

"Stop asking for flattery or you won't receive any more!" Blaine threatened, jokingly.

"Ok, I admit it was a very poor try" Sam joked.

"It was" Blaine joked back, but then he turned serious. "Sam, I... There's no need to stop being friends with Sebastian on my behalf. He's your best friend and..."

"Was" Sam interrupted, gently but resolutely.

"Okay, was. But he can be again. You've known him for so much longer that you've known me"

"So what, does that mean he has to be more important to me than you are? And by the looks of it, I didn't know him that well..."

"Look, I'm just saying you shouldn't lose him just because of what he said. I don't care about it, so you shouldn't either. Besides, he's entitled to have his own opinion, right?"

"I don't want to be friends with anybody that talks or thinks that way about you"

"Then you won't be friends with a lot of people, as my craziness seems to be a general opinion" Blaine mumbled, but for once Sam didn't want to feign he hadn't heard it.

"Why do you say those things? Why are you always underestimating yourself like this?" Sam asked firmly, wanting to make clear he was not going to accept not receiving an answer, but he squeezed Blaine's waist once again so as not to look so strict.

"I don't. It's just the truth" Blaine answered calmly.

"I think there are a lot of things about you that you're keeping to yourself. Important things I would really like to know so maybe I could help you"

"I will tell you about it someday. But not today, please. I feel so happy today... I don't want to ruin it" Blaine was almost pleading, and one look at his eyes and Sam found once again it was impossible for him to deny him anything.

"Okay, not today" Sam reluctantly relented. "But the day will come when you'll have to explain everything to me"

"I promise" Blaine said as he stopped in front of Sam once they had arrived to the door of his building. "So... we're already here" Blaine said regretfully, sad that the evening was coming to an end.

"Looks like it" Sam answered, equally regretful, as he picked both Blaine's hands in his.

"I'm so glad you explained everything to me" Blaine confessed with a smile.

"I'm so glad you gave me the chance to explain. To tell you the truth, I don't know if I would have been so generous in your position"

"I was not generous at all, quite the contrary. I was just thinking about me and how much I needed you and praying it had all been a misunderstanding, because I didn't want to lose you"

"Nice try, but I don't believe you" Sam replied with a gentle chuckle. "You just couldn't not give me the chance. Hey, I know you a little by now. And I hope I get to know you much better"

"Well, I hope you don't get too scared with what you find, when you do"

"I'm sure I won't" Sam answered just before cupping Blaine's face with his hands and kissing him gently one last time. "I'm going to miss you until Monday"

"Oh, I won't miss you" Blaine answered, mischievously.

"Oh, you won't?" Sam answered, raising his eyebrows in amused surprise.

"No, because I'll be dreaming of you" Blaine answered, letting himself be engulfed in Sam's strong embrace.

"Um, that's a good idea, I think I'll copy it myself" Sam answered, squeezing Blaine strongly to his chest for a long time before letting him go.

"Bye" Blaine told him tenderly, squeezing his hands lovingly before turning to enter the building.

"Bye" Sam repeated with a goofy smile as Blaine finally closed the door behind him. And that smile didn't leave his face for a second all night, as he dreamed of a certain golden-eyed dancing boy as he had promised.

That night both Mike and Puck's phones beeped with a message from Blaine that simply said "Thank you". And they knew they had done right.