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Chapter 13

Of course Elliottt had a theory about Blaine's behaviour.

"It's simple! He loves you and is jealous that we are together even though we are not."

"But he had a crush on me all this time and he always seemed sincerely glad about you and me", Sam said. Beer and curry was on the table in front of him and American Idol was on but somehow he couldn't relax. Blaine's disappointed reaction just wouldn't leave his head.

"I know why", Sam said. "It's because I wouldn't watch a movie with him. That's the only reason. He didn't want to be alone."

"Have you ever before said no when he wanted something?"

"Uhm… is that a trick question?" Sam narrowed his eyes at the man sitting next to him. "How could I say no to Blaine?"

Elliott nodded and put a fork full of curry into his mouth. "Shish ish why."

"Dude! Some manners would be nice."

Elliott gulped and wiped over his mouth. "That's it. You were always there for him. He had you and Kurt. Now he lost his boyfriend and you…"

"Oh my God! I should've have stayed, I should have!" Sam jumped up but Elliott grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back down.

"Calm down! It's good you said no. He'll realise that it's not self-evidently that you spend all your time with him. He will start to miss you and boom before you know it he asks you to marry him."

Sam frowned.

"Okay, well, maybe first agree to be your boyfriend. It's just that he never had to worry about you. you kind of were his platonic boyfriend. That's all cool of course but not always being available… It will help our plan." Elliott nodded and took up his beer can.

"Our plan. Right." Sam leaned back and watched Jennifer Lopez for a moment. Then he turned his head to Elliott.

"Blaine made me promise to help him get Kurt back."

Elliott chocked and started to cough. Sam quickly hit his back. As a reward his friend looked at him with utter disgust.

"You didn't say yes, right?"

"I kind of did, yeah."

"You idiot!"

"Well, he only said I should be myself so what should I do, anyway?"

"Never stop flirting – wait." Elliott's eyes got pretty big and then, all of a sudden, he grinned. It was scary.

"Sam, you are a genius!"

"Oh, now I am. Why?"

Elliott put his beer and the plate with curry away and turned to Sam while he pulled on leg onto the couch.

"Of course! I was too occupied with the usual way of flirting to get someone's attention. But I forgot the other, even more effective way: Ignoring them."

"Huh?"

"You and me, we just have to play a real couple and that will drive Blaine mad. Ha!" He held up his hand but Sam didn't high-five him. Instead he crossed his arms.

"Blaine won't care. Blaine wants Kurt back."

Elliott took his hand down. "Kurt will never take him back, anyway. I talked to him and Kurt is more than furious about the repetition of cheating. They are over and Blaine will realise it soon enough."

"And what if Blaine is only jealous and stuff because additionally to his boyfriend his best friend also seems to leave?"

"But you are not leaving! You still spend much time with him. Just… when he is trying to win Kurt back and you and I are very occupied with each other, well, then why would he be jealous?"

Sam thought about it. "You could be right. I mean he me wants to show Kurt there is nothing going on between us so I guess he asked for this. If he was jealous still… that would be nice."

"It would be, oh yeah. And I'm doing it for you, aren't I the best? Cause me and Kurt, we talk a lot these days."

"Congratulations. Do you think it's going somewhere…?"

"Yeah, I think it does." Elliott tried to be all chilly but Sam saw his excitement and had to laugh about it. It was a funny evening. He wished he would spend it with Blaine but Elliott's plan for once didn't sound that bad.

Meeting Kurt still wasn't the most delightful thing. Why he had even agreed to a chummily evening Sam didn't know. He suspected it was because of Rachel. She still had something to say in Kurt's world. Of course Rachel wasn't let in on 'The Plan' – yes, with capital letters now – so she was a silent co-worker.

As soon as Elliott entered the loft Sam clung to him. It was hard not paying Blaine all of his attention but it also was relieving to leave it in the hands of fate instead of constantly trying to reach his heart. So yeah, Sam kissed Elliott now and then and let the other man lay an arm around his shoulders. It really wasn't unpleasant.

"And now… ice cream! If Sam hasn't eaten all of it." Rachel got up and gathered together the empty plates.

"Haha", Sam said. As if he'd do such a thing! He still was a model who needed to watch out for his weight.

Kurt helped Rachel and when they were at the dish washer, talking, Blaine threw them a glance and eventually leaned forward with narrowed eyes.

"Just… don't overdo it."

"What, me?" Sam asked in surprise. "I swear I haven't eaten all of the ice cream!"

"You know what I mean." Blaine shook his head and folded his napkin.

"He means us, pumpkin", Elliott said. He leaned to Sam and pressed a kiss on his cheek. "But what can you do against love?"

Okay, Sam saw what Blaine meant with 'overdoing it' now. But he smiled at Elliott as if he adored every word… and silly nickname he uttered.

"Oh, come on!" Blaine said. He couldn't complain more since Rachel and Kurt came back now. Sam smiled on the inside because on the outside would be too suspicious. Yes! Blaine was jealous! How great was that? Sam might be wrong but he thought it was the best fucking feeling in the whole world – well besides actually fucking.

They moved to the couches where everything went further on. Sam got the weirdest kink out of flirting with Elliott and watching Blaine's dismissive looks. If it hadn't been such a serious situation he would have laughed about it.

After some time Kurt yawned.

"Well, I have to say, it was better than expected. A little bit weird…" He glanced at Sam and Elliott. "But okay. If you excuse me now, I have to get up early tomorrow."

While Rachel walked him to the door Sam looked at Blaine.

"Don't you want to say goodbye to him in private?"

"I know what you're doing."

Sam raised his eyebrows. Oh really, did Blaine know?

"And it's not working." Blaine got up and went to the others.

"Oh, it is working", Elliott grinned.

"I want to laugh, too, but wouldn't that be mean?"

"Yeah, probably. Just disregard Blaine and kiss me."

Sam shrugged. One evening of fun, yeah, he deserved it. So he met Elliott's lips with his own. He liked that Elliott tasted like he smelled, very much like a rock'n roll babe. Because that was what he was!

"Oh, wasn't that lovely! Oh, isn't it great that you and Kurt can be in the same room without jumping at each other's throats", Rachel said. Sam heard her footsteps coming nearer.

"Okay, that's enough now", Blaine said with his not-funny-voice. Sam ended the kiss and looked up, lazily licking over his lips. Rachel looked a bit shocked at Blaine who stood there, arms crossed and eyes not leaving Sam.

"Blaine. You wanted Kurt to know that there is nothing between us and now he knows", Sam said.

"No matter what I asked of you it didn't give you any right to just go and… and… snog with…" Blaine waved to Elliott.

"Hey, hey, I have feelings, too, you know?" Elliott said.

"What is going on?" Rachel asked. Sam sighed and leaned back completely from Elliott. Fact was that his stomach was twirling round and round, as well as his head. Had Blaine finally realised he wanted to be with him?

"If this ends in drama I'm gone", Elliott said. He looked at Sam. "Do you want me to stay or…"

Sam shrugged and then, on a whim of rebellion, he nodded. "Yeah, stay. I don't know what Blaine is all about. He knows we're together."

Blaine's mouth was just one little line by now and his forehead a big fat frown.

"This is not funny, Sam."

"It wasn't meant to be."

They stared at each other for a few moments until Blaine gave a frustrated moan and turned around. He vanished in his compartment and closed the curtains with much force.

"Huh", Elliott said.

"What…" Rachel looked around in confusion. Poor girl.

"Sorry for that, Rach." Sam got up and stretched his arms. Elliott also got up and went to get his things. Sam felt weirdly powerful. He had gotten what he had wanted from this evening; and he had shown Blaine that he just couldn't command Sam around and expect him to be there within a heartbeat. No, if he wanted Sam's attention he had to fight for it just like Sam fought for Blaine all this time.

So, as hard as it was, he packed some things and went home with Elliott. It would give Blaine some time to cool down… and hopefully realise who he really wanted to be with.