A/N: Hey guys, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy! :D
Disclaimer: Don't own Glee, sadly.
Sam just laughs and squeezes us both back tightly for a few seconds before breaking the hug and walking over to sit on Quinn's bed.
"So...That was certainly a disturbing site that I just had the displeasure of walking in on," Sam tells us with a grimace and a small shudder once he's seated.
I just roll my eyes and wrap my arms around Quinn's waist possessively. "Whatever Sammy. You know it was hot," I tell him with a scowl before sticking my tongue out at him playfully.
He just smirks back at me as he asks, "Have you forgotten that I'm as gay as you are Rae-Rae?" To which Quinn and I just burst out laughing loudly to as we finally go and sit next to him on the bed.
"I missed you Sammy, so did Quinnie Poo," I say to him, kissing Quinn's temple when she glares at me for the name.
"Don't ever call me that again," she tells me sternly with her glare still in place before turning to Sam with a happy grin, "I really did miss you cuz."
"And you know I missed you guys. Where is everyone else anyway?" He asks in slight disappointment.
"They're all over at Rach's house setting up for the Bar-be-Que," Quinn informs him with a bright smile.
"Bar-be-Que?" He questions with a small head tilt, confusion now slowly replacing his disappointment.
"Well yeah bro, of course. We've got to celebrate you guys coming back and plus there's Holiday break," I tell him with a giant smile of my own.
"Yeah? That's what's up," he grins back at us. "Who's all going to be there?"
"Everyone," Quinn says. "Plus some," she adds as an afterthought. Sam furrows his eyebrows at hearing this.
"Plus some? Who's the plus some?"
"Just some friends from Glee," I answer him. He raises his eyebrows telling me to continue. "Well Mike and Tina are going to be there-"
"They're the people I talked to on the phone right?" Quinn and I nod before I continue.
"That they are. Then we invited Kurt, the guy I was telling you about," Sam quirks his eyebrow at this and I just smirk, "And then we also invited Artie and Matt, cause they're pretty cool."
"Sounds cool. When does it start?"
I look at my watch and stand up, holding out my hand for Quinn to help her up as well. "We should get going now actually." As if right on cue I hear Russell shout up the stairs.
"Kids, come on!"
Quinn and Sam both look at me with raised eyebrows and I just shrug and begin heading downstairs. What can I say? It's a gift. When Quinn and Sam finally meet me outside Quinn groans and Sam's eyes widen in excitement.
"No way," he breathes out slowly in awe while circling the beautiful galaxy purple Ducati I'm standing next to. "I thought this was the neighbors, not yours." Quinn just stands where Sam left her on the sidewalk and scowls at my bike with a look so fierce I'm surprised my bike's not currently shaking on it's chrome wheels.
"Nope. This baby's all mine," I grin proudly. I then put my full focus on Quinn who's still glaring at my bike and smile slightly in confusion at her. "Baby?"
"Yes?" She asks me sweetly while never taking her eyes off of my bike. My heart starts racing at the tone of her voice. Oh shit. What did I do...?
"I thought you liked my bike?" I venture hesitantly. It has to do with the bike cause we were fine just a few minutes ago.
"I did," she answers with another heated glare towards it before she finally looks up at me and blesses me with those heated and mesmerizing gold and green eyes.
Her use of the past tense doesn't register with me seeing as I'm lost in her eyes as I ask her, "Well then why are you looking at it like you wanna take a baseball bat to it?"
"Because Puck told me about the accident in New York that you failed to mention to me," she tells me looking pissed as the gold in her eyes starts to slowly take over. My eyes widen in alarm and I make a note to kill Noah the next time I see him.
"Oh," is the only thing I can force out of my mouth at the moment and it just angers her more. Crap.
"Oh? Oh, is all you have to say?! Really Rachel?! Why would you not tell me about that? And why the hell are you still riding bikes after that?! Huh?"
I look around nervously to find that everyone's now staring at us in interest and Sam's leaning against my bike smirking at me in amusement at being in trouble. "Q, it wasn't that big of a deal that's why I didn't tell you. Heck, I didn't even tell Tana and B about it."
"Not a big deal?! Seriously? You were ran off the road by a fucking truck! How is that not a big deal?!" She's beginning to raise her voice in irritation now and I take a step back for my safety. Scary Quinn.
"Quinn. Bontia. I only had a broken wrist and a few cuts that required stitches. I was and am fine, mi amor. And as for the reason I still ride? Well...It's kinda exactly like people who still drive cars after they get into a car accident. Please don't be mad at me," I walk up to her and slowly place my hands on her cheeks. I take it as a good sign that she leans into my touch instead of shaking it off. "The next time something happens, no matter how small, I'll tell you. Ok, amor?"
"You'd better. Otherwise you'll be in so much trouble," she mumbles out, closing her eyes. I just smile and kiss her quickly.
"Ok, so are you gonna ride with me?" I ask her hopefully. I hear Sam whine out from behind me and chuckle in amusement.
"Sam seems like he really wants a ride babygirl, so I'll let him go this time," she answers with a laugh of her own. She then gives me a kiss that leaves me a bit breathless before walking over to her parents car and getting in with a quick wink.
"Alright Sammy Boy, hop on," I tell him after I've shaken myself out of my Quinn induced stupor and straddled the bike, starting it up and grinning like a maniac at the musical purr it emits. I hand him a helmet and he eagerly complies, and once his arms are wrapped around my waist securely I take off like a bat outta hell. I laugh when I hear him screaming like a little girl and slow down a bit so I don't get pulled over. That's the last thing I need right now after the fun fiasco that was just Quinn's freak-out.
Once I walk into my house I'm immediately tackled into a hug by Stevie and Stacy and after prying them off of me I go and greet Sam's Parents, Ashton and Stephenie. When I finally make it to my backyard I'm met with a site that has me doubled over in laughter. Sam and Noah have each other in headlocks while everyone's jumping up and down cheering and Kurt's collecting money. I then smirk devilishly before charging towards the boys and knocking into them. They let go of each other in surprise and because of my momentum, so I take their moment of shock to hop on Noah's back and put him into a rear-naked choke.
"Tap," I order him over the cheers.
"No," he grits out while trying to break my hold. He should already know it's not happening and he knows I'm not afraid to choke him out.
"Tap Noah, otherwise you're going to sleep."
"Bite me," he mumbles out while trying to calmly breathe and break my hold. After about a minute more I feel him go limp and I release him. Kurt, Tina, and Artie gasp in worry when they see him pass out and rush over to where we are.
"Oh my god is he ok?" Kurt asks while feeling for a pulse.
"Of course he is," I laugh out. I feel Kurt glare at me making me laugh even harder.
"You just made your own brother pass out! How are you laughing about this?" Kurt questions shrilly.
"He should've tapped," Santana tells him simply before I can answer. I just nod at what she said and Kurt continues to glare while Sam walks up and hesitantly touches his shoulder.
"Kurt, right?" He questions. At Kurt's stiff nod he continues. "Puck's going to be fine. We play around like this all the time and we know what we're doing," Sam tells him with a boyish grin. I see Kurt blush and I throw a wink at Sam. Around this time Noah starts to come around and Tina helps him sit up.
"Are you ok, Puck?" She asks him, still worried even after our reassurances.
"Huh? Oh yeah I'm good," he tells her with a grin before standing up and holding out a hand for me to take. After he pulls me up he claps me on the shoulder. "Good submission."
"Of course it was," I tell him with a smug grin. He just rolls his eyes and goes to help Daddy with the grill.
After everyone's eaten we all gather around the fire in the living room with a few guitars. Quinn's sitting on one of the sofas and I'm on the floor between her legs. Her nimble fingers are running through my hair and it's lulling me to sleep.
"So Samuel, are you going to join the Glee club?" Papi asks him and I begin to pay attention.
"Yeah I really want to," Sam answers with a smile from where he's sitting beside Kurt. Everyone smiles at his answer and we start an impromptu singalong.
It's 2:15am when I creep out of my room as quietly as I can in my black sweatpants, chanclas, and black tank top, and carrying my duffel. I meet Sam, Noah, and Santana, who are all dressed similar to me in sweats and a muscle shirt or tank top, in the hallway and we all silently make our way outside. We stay silent as we pile into the jeep and Noah starts driving towards the convenience store. After a few minutes Sam sleepily breaks the silence.
"You guys do know that if the girls wake up and you're not there, they're going to be pissed right?"
Tana and I look at each other with the same terrified looks on our faces for a few seconds before we regain our composure. "Well then we've just gotta hope they don't wake up, huh?" Tana snaps back with a small scowl.
After that we lapse back into silence. Once Noah pulls into the store lot we jump out and grab the coffee and Gatorade. When we pull into the warehouse lot Tana hands out the beers and we continue to drink in silence.
"So Sammy did you leave a boyfriend back in Tennessee?" Tana questions as we start on our second, and last beer.
He smiles sadly before answering, "No the guy I was dating, Trenton, and I had broken up a few weeks before I found out we were moving."
"Why was that?" Noah asks.
"I had found out that he had been cheating on me for over a month," he answers with anger in his voice.
"Well then he didn't deserve an awesome guy like you," I tell him, also angry at the fact that someone would cheat on someone as great as Sam. Before he could reply back our watches start beeping, informing us it's time to head inside.
After signing up for the tournament that is being held tonight we all take a seat on the floor by the ring to wait our turn. I only have to wait two fights before it's my turn and I hop into the ring already knowing what to expect. The guy I 'm fighting takes one look at me, smirks condescendingly, and makes a big show of rolling his eyes.
"What?" I growl out, already pissed.
"Nothing little girly," he tells me with another smirk. I just growl again and once the ref signals the start of the fight I just stand there. The guy looks at me questioningly for a few seconds before shrugging in confusion and then charging me. As he throws his fist wildly in his first punch I duck under his arm calmly and plant my foot in the middle of his back, causing him to land face first on the mat with a pained yell. I don't hesitate to jump on his back and maneuver him into an arm bar that has him tapping within 5 minutes into the fight.
After my fight is Sam's who ends up winning with an impressive K.O. He even manages not to get hit in his pretty little face which causes us to tease him mercilessly for three more fights until Noah's finally called up for his fight. We all watch his and Tana's fights with rapt attention, cheering and jeering when properly required. They both win as well and we have to wait patiently for a bit for the next rounds. It ends up ultimately being Noah and I in the finals after Sam and Tana get knocked out in the Semi-finals by Noah and I. I fight Sam and Noah fights Tana. Those were certainly some interesting interestingly matched fights, but they've got nothing on mine and Noah's.
As we step into the ring we both have identical smirks on our faces and when the ref signals the match Noah and I size each other up for only a few seconds. He then makes the first move by throwing a right hook towards my face. I dodge him and throw a kick into his side that lands with a satisfying thud. He counters back by trying to take me to the ground, which I manage to avoid before reversing it and tossing him to the ground instead. He manages to roll out of it easily before hopping back up and squaring off, ready for me to strike. We fight like this, back and forth non-stop for around 20 minutes before I finally get him into an ankle lock, making him tap.
After we collect our prize money and clean ourselves up we rowdily make our way back home. Our adrenaline still pumping high and fast from the last few hours of our night. When we park the Jeep in the driveway we all try to calm our energies before we make our way back into the house and ultimately our own rooms. I breathe a deep sigh of relief when I see Quinn still sleeping soundly in the same position I left her in and crawl back into bed. I throw my arm over her waist and snuggle closely into her back. I then kiss the back of her neck and drift off to sleep with a smile on my face knowing I was $1,500 dollars richer.
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