As you can see now we're starting the last part of this story, so it will be coming to an end soon, but not that soon. I hope that you all have enjoy this so far and will keep on enjoying the story, and my guess is that this is the part of the story that you all have been waiting for, it will really speed up the process from friends to something more.
I wanted to say thanks for the feedback so far it is inspiring.
I would love to know what you think of this chapter, and before we start with the chapter I want to point out that it is not the whole song that is being sung, I wanted the song to end with the words that they sing last, the song will as always be mentioned in the last chapter of this part. And now I am going to stop so that you all can read and enjoy this.
Part 3 Love
Chapter 13
Called lover lead to savior. (Do You – User)
"Dads, I have a problem," Both of Rachel's fathers were looking at her waiting for her to say something more, explain what the problem was or is at least.
"So what it this problem?" Hiram asked, they had waited for a couple of minutes for their daughter to say something more but she hadn't said a word.
"it's not a problem itself," Rachel said and looked at both of her fathers, she sighed before she continued. "it's more like the rest of the Glee club believes that there is more than friendship between me and Sam."
"And how is that a problem?" Hiram asked, Leroy had no idea on how he should approach this situation so he was just sitting and listening to the other two talk it out.
"I said it wasn't a problem itself," Rachel said as she looked at her dad, "I just believe that they might be right to a certain extent." Rachel tapped her fingers against the table; it was almost like she was trying to play some melody, "I think that there might be a bit more than friendship for what I am feeling for Sam but I don't want to lose my friendship with him. So my question to the two of you is what am I going to do?"
Both of her fathers were scratching the back of their heads trying to figure out what it was that Rachel just had told them and asked them, sometimes it was kind of hard following her when she was talking.
"Just follow your heart," Hiram said, it was the only thing that he could think of to tell her, "It's the only thing that I can tell you, you need to listen to what your heart is telling you not what your friends are saying or what you think you should do. Just listen to your heart."
"Thanks dad," Rachel almost screamed and as soon as she had heard her dad said that she should listen to her heart she knew what she was going to do. "I have the best idea and I do have to say that there are a few songs that I can choose from."
"Don't take it too far," Rachel could hear one of her fathers call after her when she was running to her room; she had to find the perfect song to perform during Glee for Sam so that he would know what she was feeling.
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Sam was pacing in his room back and forth, had knew what the Glee club had done, they had even told them straight up after the performance what they were doing, and he could still remember the look on Rachel's face as they were told what the rest of the Glee club had done. And he for one wanted to protect Rachel from them, they could be real vultures when they wanted to and this seemed like a time when that could happen.
"How come that they can't keep their noses out of someone else's business," Sam said and he hadn't heard that someone was on their way up the stairs and actually had reach his room.
"You know what they say." Sam turned around and looked at his own mother who was standing in the door way looking at him, almost smirking.
"I believe that you will tell me even if I say that I know," Sam said and sat down on his bed, he was missing the time he had spent with Rachel writing, of course they had done other things, but they had spent almost every afternoon after all of the other activities together and now she wasn't here with him.
"You know me so well, Sammy," his mother said, "The first sing of insanity is talking to yourself but besides that who can't mind their own business?"
"The Glee club," Sam said as he threw his head back and hit the wall and he grimaced, it kind of hurt, "they are messing with my relationship with Rachel."
"So Rachel and you are together?" she asked as she looked at her son.
"No, Rachel and me aren't together," Sam said and he as shaking his head before he placed both of his hands over his face hiding, it was all too much for him.
"But why are you acting like this then?" Sam sighed, wasn't mothers supposed to know these kind of things.
"That is kind of the problem," Sam said, as he had his eyes closed, "I like her, and they are almost forcing us together."
"But if you like her as you are saying that you do, shouldn't you be happy that they are helping you?" She asked as she looked at Sam waiting for him to answer her question.
"True but I want to do this in my own pace and I don't know if she feels the same and if she doesn't and I tell then I will probably lose her as a friend and I can't do that," Sam said and turned around so that he was laying on his stomach with his face hidden in a couple of pillows.
"Sam, I know that you don't want to hear this but maybe, just maybe, you need to put your heart out there and tell her how you are feeling so that she knows," His mother said as she sat down on the bed next to him. The two of them could hear someone sneaking up the stairs to Sam's room, both of the looked up and they saw Grace standing there, holding a stuffed animal.
"Why is Sam sad?" She asked before she climbed up the bed and she laid her head next to Sam's so that she was looking him straight in the eyes.
"He's in love," Mrs. Evans said and she ran her fingers through her daughter's hair. "And he doesn't know if the girl likes him too."
"Rachel likes him," Grace said as she looked at her mother. Mrs. Evans looked from her daughter to her son, raising an eyebrow.
"Now you know what to do," Mrs. Evans said as she got up from the bed and she was about to take Grace with her.
"You can let her stay, I need to talk to her," Sam said and gave his mother a smile, "it seems like Grace knows some things that I need to know about Rachel." Sam turned to his sister and looked at her, "So do you have anything that you like to tell me?" Grace shook her head telling him no, "Are you sure of that?" he started to move his fingers over her stomach, tickling her but not too much, it was more like he was teasing her that he was going to tickle her if she didn't say anything.
"I am sure," Grace said and she made a motion with her right hand, like she was closing a zipper between her lips and the she locked it, and threw away the key.
"You know what will happen when you don't tell me what you know," Sam said and he tried to stare at his sister but she just started to laugh and she rolled of the bed and ran out the room and she turned around when she got out the door and she stuck her tongue out at him and Sam was laughing too.
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Rachel was sitting in front of her computer, she had been searching through her iTunes library trying to find the perfect song even if she had had an idea on what song to use she wanted to be sure this as after all maybe one of the most important songs that she would ever perform, if you excluded any songs during competitions and when she was on Broadway.
"Aha," she almost yelled as she saw the title of the song, "this is the perfect song." She pressed play, just to hear it, she loved the title it was so fitting but she hadn't been sure if the lyrics were the best. She started to hum along to the music in the beginning before she started to sing.
"I pick up the phone." Rachel picked up her cellphone and she was looking at the screen. "I'm dialing your number." She was searching through her contacts as she was looking for one number. "While I pray you're home, at home and alone." Her finger was hovering over the call button, she couldn't press the button, she had no idea on why it was so hard to make the call, she had called him a lot of times, this was nothing different this time right. "'cause I can't function on my own. And I'll never stop believing."
"Sweetie maybe you should keep the singing for Sam for when he can actually hear you," her dad, Leroy, said as he stood in the doorway to her room.
"I will do just that but before I sing for Sam," Rachel said and she had stopped singing, even if she was good she was not that good, singing and talking at the same time, "I just need some time to practice so that this performance is as good as it should be.
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Sam was sitting at his desk, he had some last minute homework that needed to be done, but there was still this nagging in the back of his head, and it was almost chanting at him, it was all about Rachel. He knew what he needed to do about this but it was still hard for him to actually do anything about it.
He needed some music, any kind of music and opening up his iTunes library might have been a bad idea because the first song that played was a song that was fitting to what was happening in his life at the moment or at least to some point, the title, and he did love some old and classic pop music the song itself wasn't that old, well it was less than 10 years old, it was 9 years old.
Normally Sam wasn't someone that was humming along to a song just for it, okay he should stop lying but it had been more since he had been hanging out with Rachel and it was kind of fun.
"The reaping is done. You are the one." He sang and was kind if smiling when he was thinking about Rachel as he was singing. "The radio is on but the sound is all gone." If there was one girl in the world that could take the sound of the radio for him, it was Rachel. "And I wanna walk out in the sun. But lately that's been very hard to do."
"Sam, stop singing or take the car and drive to Rachel's house so that you can serenade her instead."
Sam smiled as he heard his mother almost screaming at him from the livingroom, one thing was sure that Rachel had the approval from his mother and his guess was that Grace liked her too and Cody was a young boy that would love the singer.
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Rachel was walking the hallways of William McKinley High School, she was on her way to Glee, today was the day that she was going to sing her song to Sam.
"I've got a thing about you." Rachel looked up and she could see Sam standing at his locker smiling as he looked in her direction and he raised his hand waving at her, she gave him a smile. She could see that he was talking to some of the footballplayers. "And I don't really know what to do."
"I have to go," Sam said as he had saw Rachel, "I'll talk to you later."
"'cause I've got a thing about you." He jogged up to Rachel, when he reach her he gave her a smiled before giving her a hug, he was going to amp up the physical part of their relationship, letting her know that he wasn't afraid of being seen with her in any other way that friendship wise of people got the wrong idea. "Hey you."
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"You guys did really good with the last assignment so I was hoping that we could do something like that this time too," Mr. Schue said as he looked at them waiting for them to say something but neither member said a word, "so this time you are doing love songs." A collective groan could be heard from the members of New Directions.
"Mr. Schue as much as I love the idea of Love songs as a theme for this week's assignment," Rachel said as she stood up and smooth out her skirt with her hands, "we did do something like that during the week of Valentine."
"I'm the teacher," Mr. Schue said and looked at Rachel, and you should sit down Rachel."
"Mr. Schuester, I believe that the rest of the club will agree with me that when I say that we should be focusing more on Nationals and not just another assignment." Rachel said and she refused to sit down.
"Rachel sit down." Mr. Schue screamed at her, a few of the members of the group looked at the two of them, "my word is final we are doing love songs."
"Then I would like to perform a song," Rachel said, and she reached for some sheet music before she walked up to Brad and she handed him it.
"Rachel, get back to your seat," Mr. Schue said as he walked up to her and he was about to grab her by her arm and drag her back to her seat if he had too.
"Just let her sing." Sam turned around to look at Quinn of all people.
"I agree with Quinn," Finn said as he looked at the blonde former cheerleader.
"Mr. Schue, if you don't have a song that we should be rehearsing why can't Rachel sing her song, maybe it will give us some inspiration." Sam said as he looked at the teacher.
"Someone has been spending some time with Berry." Sam glared at Puck; they had both spent a lot of time with Rachel.
"I pick up the phone. I'm dialing that number and…" Rachel sang and she looked at Sam hoping that he would understand what it was that she was trying to tell him. "My heart like a stone, waits for the tone." Sam was smiling as he heard what song it was that Rachel was singing and he knew that he was going to get up and sing with her when she was done with the next couple of lines. "Oh I can't make it on my own, and I'll never stop believing."
Sam stood up and was next to Rachel and he looked at her asking silently if it was okay if he took the next part.
"I know what is right and this is son wrong." Sam sang, but the only way this was so wrong was because he was afraid of losing his best friend, or whatever kind of friend Rachel was. "Alone in my bed, better off on my own." He had been laying on his bed for a few hours last night listening to this particular song on repeat after his mother had told him to stop singing but that was something that he wouldn't confess too. Not yet. The TV is on but the colours are gone. And lately you've been painting my world blue."
The two of them looked at each other and both of them knew what was about to happen but neither one of them wanted to be the one to make the first real step against what was going to happen sooner or later.
"I've got a thing about you." Rachel was the first one to sing and Sam smiled at her as she was singing.
"I've got a thing about you." Sam was next to sing and it was more like he was backing her up but they both knew the meaning behind the words.
"And I don't really care what you do." Both of them sang together and both of them reached for the other ones hand and slowly their fingers were intertwining with each other.
"I've got a thing about you." Sam took the lead this time and Rachel was smiling at the blonde boy before she backed him up.
"I've got a thing about you."
Smiling at each other before ending the song together, "Yeah, you." When they ahd finished the song it was applause from the rest of the club and both of them were smiling, Rachel turned her head down as she couldn't really look at Sam. Sam was still holding on to Rachel's hand and it was soft and he liked the feeling of her hand in his.