So this is where reality stops and fantasy begins. Thank you for your reviews, I appreciate them a lot. Especially Emma's. Emma thank you so much for your review. Because this is based on a true story I can tell you that as of today he hasn't apologized yet! So this is just my imagination.
I do not own Glee, just the storyline.
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The music is loud when they enter the club. Quinn is walking ahead, Mercedes following suit and Sam is the last. He is drinking in all that is Mercedes. How her hips are swaying from left to right.
Quinn goes to the bar and orders three shots. Mercedes gets noticed immediately and starts a conversation with one of the guys at the bar. She laughs at one of his jokes and touches his upper arm. Sam tries not to get jealous, but he is failing miserably.
A song comes up and Quinn drags Mercedes to the dance floor just after they had their shot. Sam stays behind at the bar and looks at them. His eyes are drawn to Mercedes, probably like every guy in the club.
Her hips are twirling and she is twerking. He can see how much fun she has with Quinn as they lock hands to stay together.
Quinn turns in a circle when she sees her brother staring at her best friend. She already talked about with him ever since Mercedes came back from her treatment. Quinn can see that Mercedes is gorgeous, even more so than she was before.
Sam promised her not to go after her best friend, but seeing him watching Mercedes like that makes her angry. She dances closer to Mercedes so she can shout something in her ear.
Mercedes puts her head to the side so she can hear what Quinn says. "What?" Mercedes screams when she can't hear what Quinn wants to say. She can see her laugh before she tries it again.
"I'll be right back." With that she turns towards her drooling brother. Sam sees Quinn coming and turns around to order another shot.
He feels a hand on his shoulder and sees Quinn in the corner of his eye. He chugs his shot and looks at his little sister. "What do you want?" He watches her face intently as she smirks at him. He knows she is up to something. She laughs and he scowls at her.
"Let's make a bet big brother?" He now turns fully towards her and arches a brow. They have been doing this ever since they were children and the rivalry has become more serious through the years.
"What do you have in mind?" Sam asks while he turns towards the dance floor, his elbows leaning on the bar as he watches Mercedes dance. He can see that she is in her own world, a skill he is very envious of.
Quinn's smirk widens at the question. "I see you staring at her. Why don't you dance with her and I bet that you feel something." She says as she tries to figure out what he is thinking. He looks back at the dance floor and sees that Mercedes is still dancing by herself. You have to be very confident as a guy to walk up to a girl like her and dance with her.
"Deal!" He yells while walking away from Quinn. He is going to nail this one. He doesn't have a lot of experience with girls, but being turned on while dancing isn't his thing. It has never happened before and it won't happen now.
Quinn is quick to walk behind her brother and walk past him so she is already next to Mercedes before Sam walks onto the dance floor. "Okay I have a bet with Sam and you need to win this one for me." She screams in Mercedes' ear.
Mercedes smirks, knowing how competitive they are when it comes to these bets. "What do I need to do?"
"Give him all you've got babe." Quinn smirks and sees Mercedes' eyes glowing, knowing that it won't be a challenge for her. Mercedes is beautiful and curvy and her dance skills are out of this world.
Mercedes looks around when she feels two hands on her hips. She doesn't need to turn around to know that it is Sam. Her hips take the rhythm of the music and she presses herself more into his body. She tries not to get distracted by the firm muscles she is feeling.
She can feel his hands tightening on her waist as he draws her closer. He is a tad bit taller than her and she feels he is adjusting himself so they are aligned.
He can feel her ass rubbing up against his manhood and he bites his lip, this is harder than he thought it would be. His mind going into gutter real fast he looks at his sister. Not today sis!
Another song comes on and he feels Mercedes' body change its rhythm. He knows she loves this song and it is all in her dance moves. Her hips sway against him and he wants her to step it up a notch. When he thinks that she turns around and puts her arms around his neck. His breath catches as he looks into her brown eyes.
His hands travel from her waist to her ass and squeezes it. He arches a brow trying to get her to take it up for the heck of it. Her confused face almost makes him laugh, but when her eyes turn into slits he swallows. Ooh… shit!
She turns around again and before he can think of anything off-putting she drops it low for him. She comes back up and moves her upper body so it's like they are doing it doggy style. Her hips sway seductively against his junk and he feels himself harden. One of his hands goes from her waist to her back, pushing her down a little bit more.
She gets the hint and shakes her behind harder and harder. He pulls her upper body against his firm chest and his arm goes gently around her shoulders, almost pushing against her neck. Her head leans back against his shoulder and he can see that her eyes are closed.
He brushes his hand across her left shoulder until it ends lightly on her neck. With his finger he pushes her chin towards his face as she is still grinding onto his now hard dick. At his gesture, she opens her eyes and green orbs meet brown ones.
It feels like there is no one else in the club anymore, it's just them together. He moves her hips so she can face him. His hands-on her ass again they are still locking their gazes. Her arms creep up to his arms, shoulders and finally come around his neck.
He licks his lips and she looks at his mouth, biting her own lip. She feels his manhood poking her and her hands slide from his neck to his firm chest, feeling his heartbeat rising. She stands on her tippy toes as her face comes closer to Sam's. She passes his lips and her mouth brushes his earlobe.
"You've had enough?" She says normally, hoping Sam doesn't understand her. He pulls her back and she sees a shift in his demeanor. His grip tightens on her ass and he pulls her flush against him. Without warning, he locks lips with her. Neither one of them saw it coming as their mouths clash with one another.
He licks her lower lip, asking for entrance and she moans as she grants him access to her mouth. Her hands now fisting his shirt as she feels him harden even further against her soft belly.
He feels her hands grasping his hair trying to tug him closer. His heart racing and his lungs burning for air he separates from her. His face ducks into the crease of her neck and he nibbles on her delicate skin.
Mercedes closes her eyes at the sensation, but when she opens them she sees Quinn standing there and she gets reminded of her promise. She pushes lightly against his chest and he backs away. His eyes are hooded and his lips are parted and swollen.
She feels his hands slowly leaving her body and she wants to recollect herself. She winks at him as her hands go to her side. Trying to be as casual as possible she walks past him and towards Quinn who is smiling from ear to ear.
Quinn high-fives Mercedes and they both watch Sam. He just stands there, not able to react to what just happened. He got played and it was all a game to her! His confusion subsides and anger takes over. How could he be so stupid to think any of this is real? She is so angry at him that she wants to do anything in her power to hurt him… and she did so tonight.
He turns around and storms through the crowd, his lungs not able to collect air but now for a whole other reason. Panic sets in as he tries to maneuver himself through the masses of people. He even shouts at a group of girls that stop him to ask him for his number.
When he finally feels the fresh air he still isn't able to catch his breath. He looks around him trying to find solace in literally anything.
Mercedes looks at the retreating back of Sam. She is quite confused about what just happened. They kissed and she didn't do it for the bet. She totally got carried away when she felt his body so close to him and his big hands on her.
"Sore loser." Quinn yells at the top of her lungs to try to talk over the music. Mercedes's confused face now looks at Quinn and she doesn't feel like that is the problem. After half a minute she decides to go after him. Quinn just shrugs and heads over to the bar to get another shot.
As Mercedes tries to get through the thick crowd she tries to figure out why Sam took off. Every little detail of their time together on the dance floor. Was it as real for him as it was for her? The thought alone makes her laugh and roll her eyes.
She finally walks through the exit and sees Sam bend over and she can see that it isn't the alcohol. She rushes over to him and pads him on the back. "What is going on Sam? Are you okay?"
He shrugs off her hand and fully stands up, still not able to breathe normally. "Are you seriously asking me that?" At the anger on his face, she backs away a little and let her hand go.
"Yes, I am. Don't be so ungrateful about it, I just wonder if something is wrong?" That pisses him off even more.
"You wanna know what is wrong? Nothing, what could there be that would be wrong? Let me see… my sister bets me that I can't be turned on by you which now I see is a very stupid bet. Up next she goes to you and tells you to do God knows what to me and you actually do it, which says a lot about your character. And if that wasn't bad enough I had the nerve to kiss you and even crazier… you kissed me back. Do you have any idea how stupid I feel?"
He comes into her personal face and is now almost nose to nose with her. "And that all because you can't forgive me for spilling the beans to Quinn. I just made one mistake and this is how you treat me?" His anger is taking over his thought process and he is unable to think clearly.
He can't see that there are now tears in Mercedes eyes and they are falling down her face. She never saw him this angry and he never yelled at her. "How can I forgive you when you haven't even apologized?" She whispers while looking at her feet.
After a minute of silence between the two she looks up at him and his anger is sizzling down. He can see that her makeup is ruined and that she is sad. He touches her arm but she pushes him away. She backs away from him as she still looks at him.
Her heart breaks at the sight of him just standing there and saying absolutely nothing. She stops walking, closes her eyes, and shakes her head. She just wants it to be over with. With one last look at the man who just belittled her and broke her she turns around and stops a taxi. She gets in and doesn't look back.
Sam stands there, knowing he should go after her but to do what? He screwed up for good.
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