A/N Sorry this is a little delayed, I have been very busy at work (I know, poor excuse) but thankfully the summer holidays are almost over and the little kids will be back at school again soon and then I can breathe a little bit again. :D

Thanks for all the reviews, favourites and follows. They make me :).

I don't own Glee or the characters.

Chapter Fourteen

The boys all sat around the New Directions table in the Dalton dining hall, eating their breakfast. All of them were tired, but really cheerful with the weekend they had just had. They felt that they all knew each other a lot better and new friendships had been formed because of it. Before, the boys that had been in the Warblers had taken one half of the breakfast table, and the former New Directions sat on the other. This morning, however, they were all mixed together and the volume level had greatly increased as they all chatted to one another excitedly. Sam and Blaine had not yet appeared this morning and the boys were all gossiping about how they had been acting when they both came back after Blaine's rather emotional serenade to Sam.

"It was weird don't you think?" Trent asked the group as a whole.

"Definitely. I'm with Trent on this one. They were acting really weird. Like they were deliberately staying away from each other, but they were amiable when talking to one another." David stated as he lifted up a bite of scrambled egg on his fork, then chewing whilst pondering at the strange behaviour of the two boys.

"Do you think that they had a fight but didn't want the rest of us to know about it?" Jake chimed in. He didn't really know them very well, but well enough to know that something was amiss.

"I don't know, maybe. What do you think Nick?" Jeff just couldn't make out Blaine's peculiar behaviour as they had come back. He looked as though he were leaning towards Sam at all times and yet was never physically close to him, taking great care not to impinge on Sam's personal space. Jeff had seen him twice go to reach out for Sam and waver at the last minute before touching him. He did not think they had fought, they both spoke openly and appeared quite content in the company of the other in regards to conversation, at least.

"I think there is something else going on between them, but I haven't quite put my finger on it yet."

"Well I think it was sexual tension between the two. They were totally eye-fucking each other." Sebastian interrupted, leaning back on his seat, his feet crossed at the ankles and casually popping a grape in his mouth.

"You would Seb, and can you be any more crass. Everything is about sex with you." Nick spat back. Nick, unfortunately was thinking along similar lines but did not want to admit that he was in the same head space as Sebastian.

"Oh come on. You watched them. They are very careful about not touching each other at all in front of us. They were always hugging, or patting each others arm or shoulder, or playfully shoving each other before. I'm telling you, sexual tension. Something happened between the two of them and they are hiding it from us. My guess, they had sex in the rose garden."

"Watch out, Blaine's coming." Thad hissed at the gossip mongers. He had been quiet so far in the conversation. He didn't really think that it was any of their business. If the two boys wanted to keep their relationship under wraps, then that was their decision and Thad was going to adhere to it. Looking back up Thad saw Blaine enter the dining hall slowly, his arms crossed and unsurprisingly one of Sam's hoodies on. He always had Sam's jumpers on these days, despite him getting over his illness. Thad supposed that he just got cold easier because of it. The dark haired boy looked a little tired but not at all unhappy. Their theory about the fighting was definitely not correct. Blaine could not keep that good a poker face on when it came to his emotional state.

"If they had fought then Blaine would not look like that I can assure you. He would look very unhappy. " Thad whispered to the rest, giving them all a sharp look as if to tell them to drop the subject.

The boys all quietened considerably as Blaine walked over to their table. Giving them all a look of puzzlement, he sat down in an open space and, due to their strange behaviour, looked at all of them before questioning them.

"What's wrong guys, were you talking about me or something? Should my ears be burning?" Blaine jokingly asked as he picked up his fork to eat his pancakes. When he got no reply, he looked back up from his pancakes and frowned. They really were talking about me. But what about?am I really that interesting to gossip about?

"Guys seriously. If you want to know something just ask me to my face instead of talking about me behind my back." Blaine pursed his lips, looking angrily at the group, some of whom looked a little shame faced.

"Ok then. Did you and Sam have sex?" Sebastian asked very casually, smirking at Blaine as he questioned him.

Blaine started choking on the bite of pancake that he had just taken. "What? No!" Blaine's slight shriek and his face turning scarlet did not sway the boys thoughts on this particular matter. In fact it only served to strengthen their beliefs that it was probably quite accurate.

"Then why are you and Sam acting so weird then?" Nick butted in before Sebastian could say anything incredibly rude.

"We're not acting weird."

"Yes you are Blaine. Everyone can see it, even me." Ryder leaned forward to have his say in the matter. He was finding this whole discussion confusing. He wished that they could all just be honest.

Blaine paused, his mouth agape at the directness of the group as a whole. He wasn't expecting such an attack on him about his relationship status with Sam. He sorely wished that Sam were there at this moment in time because he would know just how to act and what to say. Blaine had a poor poker face when it came to his feelings on this subject. He didn't know if he could keep it a secret like Sam had asked him to. He wasn't sure he even wanted to. He loved Sam and he just wanted to be able to show that they were together in public. Blaine could feel his lips tighten shut as he tried to stop himself from speaking openly.

"It's really none of your business, so just leave it guys alright."

"What's none of their business." Sam asked from behind as he placed his tray next to Blaine's.

"Whether you two are humping like gay rabbits or not." Sebastian wiggled his eyebrows at Sam, taunting the boy on purpose. This was just too good an opportunity for Sebastian to miss.

"Seriously? That's what you were asking Blaine. Well, not that its any of your business, but no we aren't humping like rabbits Sebastian."

"Something's going on though." Sebastian frowned slightly as Sam didn't take the bait. He sat down calmly and ate as if nothing had even happened this morning. That was until everyone started in on Sam about their behaviour. Sam bit back however, unlike Blaine, who had sat visibly shrinking , pretending to keep a brave face for his audience.

Trent sat quietly, watching Blaine very carefully. He could see the sorrow in his eyes. Perhaps they had talked about Blaine's feelings and nothing had come of it. Maybe Sam really only wanted to be friends after all, despite what all the others, especially Nick and Jeff, were saying. Whatever had happened, Blaine was not happy about it, that Trent could tell for sure. Everyone else seemed so occupied with arguing with Sam that no one else appeared to notice Blaine slide out of his chair and stalk off quickly out of the dining hall. Trent, having finished his breakfast anyway, decided that he would follow his friend and see if he could find out what the problem really was between the two boys.

Trent, having searched through all the gardens and the dormitories, eventually found Blaine out near the sports track, sitting alone on the bleachers, huddled in on himself. He looked rather small inside of Sam's large jumper he was wearing, but if that's what made Blaine comfortable, then Trent was not going to stop him. He thought back to when he first knew Blaine, he was so quiet and shy. A loner, till Wes and the Warblers had come into his life. Sadly, Trent felt that he was starting to revert back to those days a little, but then a lot had happened to him in a short space of time. He probably felt very insecure. Trent thinks that he would have too in Blaine's shoes.

"Hey, can I sit here?" Trent indicated to the bench beside Blaine.

Blaine shrugged, his eyes slightly red rimmed. He had been crying. "It's a free country." Blaine mumbled to no one in particular. Trent sat down next to his friend and gave him a pat on his shoulder.

"You ok?"

Sighing Blaine turned to look Trent in the eyes. He could have lied, but he hated lying and he had been doing enough of that for the last few days. "No, not really."

"What's going on Blaine? What happened between you too?"

Blaine thought back to that Saturday...

Flashback to Saturday

Blaine was deliriously happy, he was practically bouncing around in exhilaration. Sam had taken his hand and they had walked back towards the rehearsal room together at a leisurely pace hand in hand. Blaine could not stop beaming up at Sam. His new boyfriend. In a way he couldn't quite believe that it was happening. Sam had told him that he loved him and they were together. Sam was his at last. Once they got just outside the doors Sam stopped Blaine and pulled him towards him, wrapping his arms around Blaine and giving him a quick peck on the lips, Blaine revelling in the sweet taste, dizzy with pleasure at the simple touch of Sam's lips on his.

"Blaine, um, can we keep this a secret for a while. I just want to spend some time with you alone and get used to it before we tell any of the others." Blaine's smile suddenly dropped and he looked down towards the floor, distancing himself from Sam.

"...Oh. Sure. I can do that I guess. How long for?" the hope veiled Blaine's question to the blonde boy.

Sam shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't know. I couple of weeks maybe?"

"Weeks!" Blaine cried out. He did not think he could contain his happiness for two weeks. Two days would be bad enough.

"Please Blaine. For me." Sam had such a pleading look in his eyes that Blaine could not have refused him, no matter what he would have asked.

Blaine could only nod. His heart squeezed inside his chest, felling constricted by some unseen force. He had spent enough time hiding secrets from people, he did not relish the idea of harbouring more. But he would do it. For his Sam. It would be hard, but he knew that he had to do this. He looked up into the sky blue eyes of the man he loved and told himself that it would be worth it. Two weeks and then he and Sam would be free to be together, no restraints, no lies, nothing holding them back.

"And so I told him I would keep our relationship a secret from everyone. I probably shouldn't even be telling you, but I'm just tired of lying to everyone. I don't know if I can do it any more. All I want is to be able to be with him, as a proper couple, wherever and whenever. What should I do Trent? I thought I could hold out for two weeks but after two days I'm already like this." Blaine sat, wringing his hands, trying to hold the tears back.

"Maybe you should talk to Sam about it then. Tell him how you feel. If he cares about you as much as you claim he does he wouldn't want you to be miserable."

"You're right. I can't do this, I thought I could for him, but I just can't."

"Then go find him and tell him that." Trent told the boy sternly. He thought that was what Blaine needed to get him to act.

"Thanks Trent. You know, you are a lot easier to talk to then a lot of those guys in there."

"Yeah, I know, it's my sensitive nature." Blaine laughed as the former Warbler grinned cheekily at him. He had never been really close to Trent, but he had always thought of him as a good guy. Maybe I should try to be better friends with him. After all he's the only one that seems to have noticed that I came out here because I was upset...

Sam had not seen Blaine all day, he had hidden himself away at lunch time and he still hadn't appeared at glee rehearsals yet. He was really starting to worry, Blaine shouldn't be skipping meals, he was still a little underweight. The guys ganging up on him must have really upset him this morning, and although Sam had told them all to mind their own business, he was thinking that they would be relentless until they found out what was going on between him and Blaine. Keeping their relationship under wraps was not worth all this hassle and heartache. Sam had wanted to keep it between them so that he could get used to their relationship together, have fun without anyone breathing down their necks, get more intimate with Blaine before having to share it with everyone else. He was selfish. He wanted to keep Blaine all to himself. But not if it caused this much drama. He sighed, hoping that his guy would walk in soon enough. Mr Shue was being extra boring today and Sam had trouble concentrating at the best of times. Something about them needing to raise money. He hoped they wouldn't have to do yet another bake sale. Mr Shue wasn't very creative when it came to ways to raise money though. Sam had got to the stage of picking at one of the frayed edges to his shirt when he noticed Blaine walking in and so he sat up ramrod straight, nodding his head to indicate that he wanted Blaine to sit next to him on the plush sofa he was on, despite it already being full.

"Sorry I'm late Mr Shue, I've had to take a maths test late because of my illness and I've only just gotten out." Blaine politely gave his excuses. He had been cramming all the way through his study break and lunch, only eating an apple, which he knew would get him into trouble with Sam.

"That's fine Blaine, we are just discussing what we could do to raise money so we can all get to nationals."

"Aren't Dalton going to help at all?" Blaine questioned his teacher as he walked over to the sofa with Sam on and squeezed in between Sam and David. There wasn't really enough room for Blaine to sit there, but Sam had been twitching his head so violently towards him that he thought he had better comply before the boy had a seizure or something.

"Well, I was thinking we could do another bake sale. This time we have two schools to sell them to." Mr Shue told the group trying to keep upbeat so morale wouldn't drop. Artie, Tina, Sam and Blaine all groaned at the prospect of another bake sale. Most of the time, they ate more of the cake then anyone else.

"I like cakes. What's wrong with cakes? What did they ever do to you?" Jeff sat looking a little like a five year old who had all his toys taken away.

"Nothing is wrong with cakes honey. Maybe we could volunteer to make them, yeah? You make lovely cakes." Nick patted his boyfriend on the knee as David leant over to Blaine surreptitiously, not that he had far to lean.

"Umm Blaine, there isn't really enough space for you here. I'm kinda finding it hard to breathe."

"Sorry. Sam wanted me to sit here for some reason. I'll move." Blaine replied looking apologetically to David.

"What are you two whispering about?" Sam asked quietly.

"Sam I'm moving, there isn't enough room here." Blaine told him before standing to move to a space on one of the other sofas.

"No!" Sam's hand shot out and grabbed Blaine's wrist as he stood to find somewhere else to sit, pulling him down so he was literally sitting on Sam's lap.

"Sam, what the hell!" Blaine cried aloud to everyone in the room. The silence that followed was palpable. Even Mr Shue had stopped in his tracks.

"Dude. B. Look, I'm sorry. I have been an idiot the past couple of days. When I said that I wanted us to keep quiet about getting together, I didn't think it would be this hard. And I can tell you hate doing it. So I'm sorry, lets just be open and honest with everyone because lets face it, they are not going to stop hounding us till we tell them anyway. I just want to be with you Blaine, I love you so much. You're my angel come to save me." Sam reached up and put his hand under Blaine's chin so he could see into his beautiful boy's soulful eyes.

Blaine had started chewing his bottom lip as Sam spoke, rather loudly, to him about their relationship in front of everybody else. If Sam had wanted to keep it quiet he certainly wasn't going about it in the right way. Yet, when he said he just wanted to be with Blaine, that he loved him, in front of everyone, Blaine could feel his lips curling up a little in the corners and when he tugged Blaine's chin up to look at Blaine, Blaine could not help but launch himself towards Sam, hugging him very tightly.

"I love you too." Blaine whispered into Sam's ear as he snuggled into Sam's large frame, his legs dangling over the side of Sam's right leg as he sat in the larger boy's lap, his arms wrapped almost possessively around Sam's neck.

"Well, umm, congratulations Blaine, Sam. I hope you are happy together." Mr Shue uncomfortably broke the silence, scratching the back of his head and looking incredibly puzzled as to how these two had ended up together, but knowing better than to comment on it. He had noticed that the boys had gotten a lot closer recently, only he had no notion that they liked each other in that way. Blaine perhaps, but not Sam. Nevertheless, he had seen weirder couples come out of glee club than these two. Looking at the boys carefully he could see that Blaine clearly adored Sam, he couldn't take his eyes of the scruffy blonde as he gazed up adoringly like a little puppy dog. Mr Shue didn't think he had ever seen Blaine's eyes look so big and innocent before, wide like a child's. He unquestionably loved Sam. There was no doubt in Mr Shue's mind about that. What Mr Shue did not expect to see was the softness of Sam's eyes upon Blaine. The way he absent mindedly rubbed his hand on the smaller boys back in comfort and tucked Blaine's now longer and wilder hair out of the way of his eyes. He had seen Sam supposedly in love and he had been affectionate with his former girlfriends, some more so than others, but this seemed different. He seemed so sure of himself and his feelings for Blaine. So protective, like a knight in shining armour. But then, after what Blaine went through with Kurt, Mr Shue thought he probably could do with someone looking after him a bit, and Sam, it seemed, was that person. Maybe Blaine's vulnerability bought out a side of Sam that he hadn't needed before.

"Yo, not trying to reign on Sam and Blaine's parade or anything, I'm really happy for them and all, but I do have a really good idea of what we could do to raise money." Artie raised his hand and shook it to gain the attention of the room.

"Great, go ahead Artie." Mr Shue was relieved that the group seemed to come out of their daze and back into the real world after Blaine and Sam's confession, the two boys still nuzzling up to one another as if they were the only people in the world.

"Well, you know that I have been wanting to make a film, why not make one and sell it at Dalton and Crawford to raise some of the funds. We could make it low budget to get the greatest returns. I've already spoken to Figgins and he said that Dalton are prepared to let us use their grounds for filming, for free."

"That's an excellent idea Artie. What help do you need to make it happen?"

"Well, I could use a couple of people to help me with the behind the scenes stuff and then everyone else can be characters in the film. I know Blaine and Tina will definitely want to be in the film since they have bugged me about it enough already, but everyone else is more than welcome."

Blaine perked up at the idea of being on camera. He may have pretended that he had nothing in common with his big brother Cooper, but his love for performing, especially if it involved a camera, always sent him into prima donna mode. He was practically preening at the thought of being in his first film. He loved the camera just as much as his brother, it was true. Sam could see the excitement radiating off Blaine and smiled warmly at his new boyfriend. Everything Blaine did was so cute. Even Blaine being a diva was cute to Sam.

"You're gonna be awesome, B." He whispered to the dark haired boy. Blaine just beamed back at him, too worked up to speak.

"I'll help behind the scenes Artie, I'd rather not be in front of the camera." David volunteered and Trent quickly followed behind. Artie had his two wingmen for the project now and his main stars too. This movie was going to be the best thing Artie had directed yet, he knew it.

The buzz around the room had grown to epic proportions and Mr Shue just perched on the edge of the desk in the room and smiled warmly at his new group. They were getting along swimmingly since the sleepover. He was glad that he had gotten them to do it. Even if Finn told him that maybe he didn't want to know all the details about what went on when he hadn't been around, which he did not, from Finn's indication. This film was going to be the start of this team coming together and really becoming a team.

"But I still wanna bake cakes." Jeff pouted.

"I'm sure we can still do the bake sale sweetie. And anything else that we come up with." Nick rubbed his Jeffy-kins back as the others rambled on around them about the film they were going to shoot.