Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, or any of its' characters. There's alot of music in this chapter, y'all. Hope you don't mind!
Mercedes watched carefully to the movements of the choreographer, as she tried to sharpen her dips and turns. She loved the amount of dancing Beyonce puts into her performances, but the choreography was way more than she ever imagined. She only agreed to duet with Mrs. B on two songs?! Who knew it would be this much choreography for two songs! Mercedes sat on the side of the stage watching the other dancers shake their moneymakers, while she took a sip of water from her bottle. She heard the distinct sound of "Human Nature" coming from her phone and knew she was getting a text from Sam. She smiled as she anxiously reached for her phone that sat beside her.
countryhunk: Hey sexy, Good morning!
msdiva: Good morning, handsome. What are you doing up? It's like midnight over there right?
countryhunk: Yeah, but I was up talking to Blake for awhile and wanted to talk to you. How are you?
msdiva: i'm good, except for being hot and sweaty.
countryhunk: ? Who's making you hot and sweaty? Do I need to kick someone's ass already?
msdiva: lol! Not unless you want JayZ to kick yours.
countryhunk: ?
msdiva: lmao! I'm practicing a rountine for Beyonce, baby.
countryhunk: ooooooohhhh
msdiva: And everyone thinks I'm the jealous one. ;)
countryhunk: or maybe you're just rubbing off on me. ;)
msdiva: haha...i'm so not laughing
countryhunk: ;) JK, sweetums. How is the dancing coming along?
msdiva: exhausting! They're trying to kill me.
countryhunk: hmmm.. Did you take your multivitamins today?
msdiva: uh...
countryhunk: Babe...
msdiva: i know, i know...no lectures.
countryhunk: ok. just try to remember. in fact, I'll text Tina to remind you.
msdiva: even better! you spoil me so much.
countryhunk: and love doing it.
msdiva: whatcha doing now?
countryhunk: eating doritos. probably going to bed soon.
msdiva: hey, don't forget my 1st performance is tonight. Pray for me.
countryhunk: Already did. And will again in the morning. i got you!
msdiva: :) I'll send you a link afterwards so you can see the performances.
countryhunk: cool. hey send me a video of you practicing? I wanna check you out.
msdiva: no prob. Got to go. Love you now
countryhunk: Love you forever. bye
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Sam was still up watching Avatar on television when he heard his email notification from his phone. It was a video of Mercedes practicing a routine with some of Beyonce's dancers to the song was "Dance for You". It looked as if she propped her phone near the stage, while she ran off to dance. The practice started innocently, with the dancers circling each other and each grabbing a chair. Sam laughed to himself as he watched Mercedes sip her water and give him a sexy wink. He watched as she got more and more into the song. Suddenly the routine turned all the way up. Sam watched mesmerized as Mercedes moved seductively to the beat and grinded against the chair. She was popping and dropping it like it was hot all over the place! Sam stopped the video halfway and shut his eyes. He shuddered and then raced into the bathroom shower. He knew he had to stop watching that video immediately. If he kept watching it, he would never go to sleep. Even while he was in the shower, images of Mercedes dancing and prancing around the stages kept interfering with his very, very cold shower.
Sam was able to finally calm himself down, and get a couple of hours of sleep before Puck knocked on his door, beckoning him to the main house for breakfast. Sam stretched in his bed and couldn't stop smiling. His mind kept replaying Mercedes dancing on the stage. The funny thing was he didn't feel sad about missing her, but more like happy about the beautiful lady he was in love with. Before he knew it, he was scribbling into the notebook he kept at the side of his bed. When he was done, he took the notebook with him to breakfast.
When he entered the outside dining room terrace, Blake, Miranda and Puck were still eating their breakfast. Puck was reading the paper, while Miranda and Blake were snuggling and sharing a plate of fruit.
"Morning Sammy Boy. How did ya sleep?" Miranda asked as she brought her attention to Sam.
"It was good enough, just not long enough. I was texting Mercedes kind of late and then couldn't sleep for awhile."
"Talking to Sexy Mama will definitely do that to ya, Brotha." Puck mumbled as he turned the page of the paper. Sam shrugged.
"Yeah. Well, she definitely inspired me this morning." Sam dropped his notebook onto the table. "I wrote a song, that I think you guys might like." Miranda and Blake gave eah other a look and turned to Sam anxiously.
"Well come on, Brotha," Blake got up and ran into the house. He came back out with a guitar and handed it to Sam.
"Let's here what you got, Boy." Sam wiped his hands on his jean and picked up the guitar.
Wait baby, listen you got me twistin' watching you sippin' on that drink
I saw you smile back and I didn't miss that "it's on a little later on" wink
And your song comes on, you dance along
I can't believe how bad you got me like
Dayum, baby dayum, baby dayum
I love standing here watching you breakin' it down, baby down, baby down
You keep pulling me in when you spinnin' around, baby 'round, baby 'round
I can see you'll probably be keepin' me up all night, yeah but that's alright
'Cause girl you got me like dayum baby, dayum baby, dayum
Yeah you got me like dayum baby, dayum baby, dayum
Baby you're rockin' you got me locked in
I know that you're dancing just for me
If you wanna go then well get to rollin'
'Cause I'd love to sweep you off your feet
Like dayum baby, dayum baby, dayum
I love standing here watching you breakin' it down, baby down, baby down
You keep pulling me in when you spinnin' around baby, 'round, baby 'round
I can see you'll probably be keepin' me up all night, yeah but that's alright
'Cause girl you got me like dayum baby, dayum baby, dayum
Yeah you got me like dayum baby, dayum baby, dayum
Yeah, if you wanna take me home and turn it on
You know I'm there cause girl I swear
Dayum, baby dayum, baby dayum
Mmm gon' let your long hair down, baby down, baby down
We'll be loving til the sun comes back around, baby 'round, baby 'round
I can see you'll probably be keepin' me up all night, yeah but that's alright
'Cause girl you got me like dayum, baby dayum, baby dayum
Yeah you got me like dayum, baby dayum, baby dayum
Girl you got me like dayum baby, I ain't talkin' 'bout call me maybe,
I'm fallin' talkin' crazy, but I gotta call a spade what a spade is,
Babygirl now you my queen, I got a pocket full of aces,
I'm a get you hot, I'm a fly you to your favorite places,
Chasin' your dreams, so real that you can almost taste it,
I'm a take you back to the basics, we gon' cover all of the bases,
And I'm a lay you down and take my time 'til you can hardly take it
Dayum baby, dayum baby, dayum
When he finished, Miranda, Blake, and Puck stood up and applauded him.
"That's what I'm talking about right there." Miranda laughed as she pointed at Sam. Blake nodded his head enthusiastically.
"Yes, Sir! Boy, that was awesome." Blake clapped his hand at Sam's shoulder. "Remind me to get Mercedes on the phone with you every night!" Sam laughed as he put the guitar down.
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Mercedes' first performance on the tour WAS fantastic! The stadium was completely packed with crowds clamoring for Beyonce. But when Mercedes sang her three songs, the crowd was really receptive to her. She felt the love pouring on her freely. She blew the crowd a kiss as she thanked them for being a fabulous crowd. Just like she promised Sam, she sang a special song just for him. She was able to convince Beyonce to let her cover "Love on Top". She poured her heart into the song as she thought about Sam watching her on YouTube.
The concert took a brief interlude when Mercedes got off the stage. Beyonce's assistant asked her to go to Beyonce's dressing room to speak with her. When Mercedes got there, JayZ and Beyonce were talking on the couch casually.
"Hey Diva, come on in!" Beyonce shouted when she saw Mercedes standing in the hallway. Mercedes smiled wildly as the couple congratulated on her great set.
"You got a good ear, Girl." JayZ observed as he reclined on the couch. "You picked songs that completely suited your voice. That is a great talent. Know your voice and who you are. If you do that, you all good."
"Definitely," Beyonce interjected. "I loved how you covered Love on Top. You made that song your own." The threesome talked for a little longer before it became time for Beyonce to go on stage. When Beyonce left the room, Mercedes started to walk out the door when JayZ stopped her.
"Listen, Shorty, I'm going to keep it all the way 100 with you. I love how you sing Bee's songs, but you need to use this opportunity to put your music out there" JayZ spoke sincerely. "This is a once in a lifetime shot to try your sturff out on a captive audience. Don't be scared to do your own stuff, you know? This is the time and place to take some risks." He shrugged as he continued to walk out the door. Mercedes stood at the doorway, watching the couple perform on stage together, thinking about the advice JayZ offered.
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"He said that to you?" Sam asked Mercedes as he stretched out on the couch in front of his laptop. He watched Mercedes via skype stretched out on her bed. Mercedes had finished telling him about her conversation with JayZ. Sam nodded his head thoughtfully.
"Well," Mercedes asked impatiently. She waved her hands at the screen frantically. "What do you think?" Sam smiled and shrugged.
"I think he's right. In fact, I think he said what another lighter shaded gentleman has been telling you for awhile now. But you don't listen to him." Mercedes smirked at Sam's lopsided smile.
"When you become the richest black man in the music industry, I'll listen more." She teased. Sam faked being hurt, grasping his chest.
"Dag! It's like that!" He mocked. Mercedes laughed as she shook her head.
"No, baby. I'm just kidding. I guess I've just been too scared to sing my music for everyone to hear. You have to tell me my stuff is good, you love me." Sam watched her look down shyly. He sat up on the couch.
"Baby, you have a gift. Yes, I love you, but I know music too. You. Have. A. Gift. Don't be afraid to let the world see how amazing you are. I shouldn't be the only one to know that you are a musical phenomenon." Mercedes sighed as she tilted her head and watched her gorgeous man on the screen.
"I wish you were here with me right now. I'd totally smother you with my kisses." Sam waggled his eyebrows and smiled.
"I like the sound of that." He teased. Suddenly a loud noise came from Sam's area. While Mercedes jumped frightened, Sam sat calmly.
"Babe, what is that?" Sam waved toward an area outside the view of the screen.
"It's nothing, Baby. Miranda is just having a party by the pool. They're just getting loud and obnoxious." Mercedes was about to reply "Oh" until she heard a more distinct, feminine sound.
"Come on out here, Sammy! Let's see ya in your swimmin' trunks!" A high pitched voice screamed. Sammy was rolling his eyes when he noticed Mercedes frowning up her face.
"And who's that?" She asked with a tight mouth. Sam knew that look.
"Sweetheart, relax. It's just one of the girls from her group Pistol Annies. They're all here with her." Mercedes' face didn't stop frowning.
"Oh, yeah." She answered coldly.
"Sweetheart, all those women are married with children. They are not trying anything with me."
"So Blake and their husbands are there too?" Sam scratched the back of his neck, afraid to answer.
"Uh...no." Mercedes sucked her teeth.
"I see."
"Baby, stop." Sam cooed. "You are the only woman I care about. You know that. I'm sitting here with you, not them." Mercedes nodded slowly and then reached to her bedside. Sam couldn't quite see what she was reaching for.
"You're right, sweetie." She suddenly answered sweetly. "You're here with me, and that's all that matters. Who were those girls again? What was the name of that group?" Sam almost fell for her sweet act, until he spotted a certain twinkle in her eyes.
"Mercedes...don't you dare. You better not do anything to those girls." He warned. Mercedes started biting her nails.
Sam watched her closely.
"Mercedes...promise. Promise you won't do anything." Mercedes looked up with fake shock.
"Seriously Sam? You think I would do something like that?" She asked. Sam cocked his head.
"Yep. In a heartbeat. Now promise." Mercedes threw her pen down and looked defeated at the screen.
"Sometimes I hate that you know me so well. It makes scheming so much harder. Ok, I promise." She suddenly pointed her finger at Sam.
"But I better not find any pictures of those girls lying by that pool with you in the background, Samuel Evans." Sam laughed as he made a sign of the cross on his chest.
"Promise." Mercedes smiled as she reclined on her bed.
"And you have to dance for me." She added slyly. Sam looked at the screen with a sexy grin.
"Excuse me?" He asked.
"Dance for me." She repeated as she stared straight-faced at the screen. Sam sat on the couch a minute and then got up and left the screen. Mercedes saw that the room became darker and she heard music in the background. Then Sam came back to the screen.
"I had to get everything just right first. Are you ready?" Mercedes sat up on the bed and watched anxiously at the screen.
"Ready when you are." She answered. Mercedes watched as Sam used a remote to make the music louder. Sam closed his eyes as he started to move to the music. Mercedes bit her bottom lip as she watched Sam slowly move his hips to the groove
Girl it's only U
Have it your way [Sam runs his hands down the front of his shirt.]
And if U want U can decide [Sam starts unbuttoning his shirt]
And if you'll have me [He runs his hands up and down his chest, highlighting every ripple of his abs.]
I can provide everything that U desire [He unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his pants. He rubs his hands on his sex.]
Said if U get a feeling
Feeling that I am feeling
Won't U come closer 2 me baby, [Sam moves closer to the screen and grinds his sex on the screen. Mercedes covers her face, laughing in excitement to his performance.
You've already got me right where U want me baby
I just wanna be your man [Sam drops his pants, and stands in just his underwear.]
How does it feel [Sam gyrates to the music, running his hand along the chair, pretending it was Mercedes.]
How does it feel
Said I wanna know how does it feel [Sam grinds on the chair slowly, stroking himself through his underwear. Mercedes' mouth drops open.]
How does it feel
How does it feel
I wanna stop [Sam looks up at Mercedes seductively, licking his lips.]
Silly little games U and me play [Sam rotates his neck around in the circle, running his hands through his hair.]
And I am feeling right on
If U feel the same-way baby
Let me know right away [Sam slowly begins peeling off his underwear, letting it rest just above his sex.]
I'd love to make you wet
In between your thighs cause [Sam again strokes himself slowly. Mercedes watches the screen intensely, running her hand down her chest til she comes to the edge of her panties.]
I love when it comes inside U
I get so excited when I'm around U, [Sam slides his underwear off, and starts to stroking his strong erection.]
How does it feel
How does it feel
Said did it ever cross your mind [Mercedes pushes her hand in her panties and begins stroking her wet sex as she watches Sam stare directly at her, continuing to stroke himself.]
How does it feel
Tell me how it feels Yeah [Mercedes closes her eyes, as she feels the tension building in the pit of her stomach. She can hear Sam moaning her name, making her cum forcefully. She continues to stroke herself, cumming over and over .]
How does it feel
Said it's been on my mind [Eyes still shut, Mercedes screams Sam's name as she continues stroking herself with one hand and caressing her breast with the other.]
How does it feel
Baby close the door
Listen girl I have something I wanna Show U
I wish you'd open up cause
I wanna take the walls down with u
When Mercedes opened her eyes, she sees that Sam has already put on his underwear and is sitting there watching her. She suddenly feels extremely self-conscious, looking down and blushing. When she lifts her eyes at Sam, he is shaking his head back and forth, biting his bottom lip.
"You are so beautiful when you climax. You are so damn beautiful, baby." He mumbled. Mercedes smiled shyly, as Sam just sat there shaking his head.
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It had been one week since Sam and Mercedes' skype date and Sam was excited to see her on his screen again. Mercedes was able to send him a live link to her last performance in Russia on the tour. He loved her set and saw how she was becoming more and more comfortable with herself in front of the audience. Her last song was coming up now. He was so excited to be able to hear her sing a song to him live. Mercedes stood on the stage with a black bandage dress that hugged her body perfectly. Her long curls were cascading down her shoulders. She blew the audience a big kiss.
"You guys are the very best. I truly feel the love from you all. I'm going to end tonight with an original song about a very special person to me. He's about a million miles away from here, but always close to my heart. My special angel. I hope you like it." Sam's mouth dropped open. She didn't tell him she would sing one of her own songs tonight! He sat glued to the screen.
There's only so many songs that I can sing to pass the time.
And I'm running out of things to do to get you off my mind (oh whoa).
All I have is this picture in a frame (oh ah),
that I hold close to see your face everyday.
With you is where I'd rather be,
but we're stuck where we are.
It's so hard, you're so far..
This long distance is killing me.
I wish that you are here with me,
but we're stuck where we are
it's so hard, you're so far..
This long distance is killing me.
It's so hard, it's so hard, where we are, where we are, you're so far.
This long distance is killing me.
It's so hard, it's so hard, where we are, where we are, you're so far
(so hard, so hard, where we are, where we are, your so far).
This long distance is killing me.
Now the minutes feel like hours
and the hours feel like days.. (whoa oh whoa)
While I'm away (way-ayyyy)
You know right now I can't be home (ahhhhhh)
But I'm coming home soon (ahhhhhh)
Coming home soon.. (ahhhhhh a hahhh)
All I have is this picture in a frame (ahhhhh)
that I hold close to see your face everyday.
With you is where I'd rather be (where I'd rather be..),
but we're stuck where we are (oh oh).
It's so hard, (oh ah) you're so far.. (oh ahhh)
This long distance is killing me.
I wish that you are here with me (you are here with me),
but we're stuck where we are (oh oh)
It's so hard, (oh ah) you're so far.. (oh ahhh)
Can you hear me crying?
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh (ohh-oh ohh-oh)
Can you hear me crying? (oh-oh ah!)
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh (ohh-oh ohh-oh)
Can you hear me crying? (oh-oh ah!)
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh (ohh-oh ohh-oh)
Ooooh woo whoa ah ahhhhhhh oh ahhh (oh-oh ah!)
Uh ahhh uh ahhh whoaooooohh ah (ohh-oh ohh-oh)
With you is where I'd rather be (where I'd rather be..) whoaaaa!
(but we're stuck where we are) oh!
(it's so hard) So hard (your so far), so far
(this long distance is killing me) This long distance is killing me
I wish that you are here with me (you are here with me) meee..
(but we're stuck where we are) Stuck where we are! So hard! So far
This long distance is killing me
It's so hard, it's so hard, where we are, where we are, you're so far.
This long distance is killing me.
It's so hard, it's so hard, where we are, where we are, you're so far
(so hard, so hard, where we are, where we are, your so far).
This long distance is killing me.
There's only so many songs that I can sing to pass the time...
Sam's face was covered in tears as he watched Mercedes walk off the screen. He was wiping the tears from his face when his phone notified him of a text.
msdiva: Did you hear the song? Did you like it?
countryhunk: I am so in love you, Mercedes. I am so in love with you.
msdiva: You are the love of my life, Mr. Evans.
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**Hey everybody. I so loved writing this chapter. Super fluffy. I really hope you like it. I'm sorry for all the music, but I have been neglecting that part for awhile. The next chapter, I am fast-forwarding the tour a bit. I am gearing up for the end of the story. (sniff, sniff). I know I say this a lot, but you guys are the BEST reviewers ever! You crack me up! BTW, the songs for this chapter were Florida Georgia Line, "Dayum,Baby", D'Angelo, "Untitled, How does it feel" and Brandy, "Long Distance". These are fantastic songs! For the "skype scene", you should totally re-read it listening to the D'Angelo song. It makes it ten times better! I love you guys and hope you tell me what you thought of the songs, the scenes, Everything. ****