Ok, lovebugs the proper chapter 17 for A Doctor's Heart has been uploaded. So enjoy lovebugs ;)
The tour had been in full swing for a month. Performing in one city, and being on the bus to the next town in the span of five hours. Mercedes was able to gain friendships with two other dancers, Quinn Fabray and Santana Lopez. They deemed themselves as the Tantalizing Trio. Moreso Santana gave them the name. However, they were all good friends and typically ended up bunking with each other when the tour caused them to sleep in a hotel. They were also not oblivious to the obvious attraction between Sam and Mercedes, in fact, it had actually grown more robust. In fact, so did their friendship, but neither of them was acting as if they wanted more, in fact, it was confusing to everyone how they hadn't jumped each other's bones because of the nature of the dances they were doing onstage. They moved as one, and Sam could keep up with the sexual nature of the dance moves. Hell, even the fans had noticed the chemistry, even some deeming them that Sam and Mercedes needed to start dating ASAP.
"San, did you take my lotion again?" Mercedes questioned as she exited the hotel bathroom in one of the big fluffy towels with her hair in a messy bun. They had just gotten done performing, and because they had the opportunity to do so the whole crew decided tonight they would hit up one of the clubs.
"Yeah, but if you want it you are going to have to drop the towel," Santana flirted as she wagged the lotion bottle in her hands.
"Ha, ha very funny, and your girlfriend is right there by the way," Mercedes pointed out as she snatched the bottle and headed back inside the bathroom.
"Mercedes we have been trying to get you to do a threesome for the longest, she can hit on you," Quinn replied as she fixed her long hair, before dabbing on her ruby-red lipstick. Mercedes rolled her eyes at Quinn's comments. She finished lotioning her body before grabbing the long-sleeve black sparkly dress, with two slits on the side. She placed on her black high heels and curled her hair. She had dyed it nice orange ginger and decided to put in soft curls with one of them covering her eyes. She looked downright screwable, and if luck is a lady, maybe she could get the hotel room to herself while Santana and Quinn toughed it out on the bus. As she exited the bathroom she heard the catcalls and whoops.
"You two are annoying," Mercedes replied back as she grabbed her purse and placed some gloss on her lips.
"Oh please you know you like it," Santana replied as she playfully grabbed Mercedes's butt, and pulled up her red mini-dress.
In Sam's hotel room he was speaking with Sebastian concerning his love life, a conversation he always hated because it never served a purpose to anything.
"Seb, we have been through this numerous times the record label can not control my love life," Sam sighed out feeling like a broken record.
"Actually Sam they can, they see it fit, especially since this new artist that they have Rachel Berry has been doing pretty damn good, they think it will be the perfect thing for you both to date. Look I tried to get you out of this, I even mentioned the obvious chemistry between you and Mercedes but they wouldn't have it," Sebastian replied.
"What do you mean, the chemistry between me and Mercedes."
"Ugh, I swear you act like a true blond. Your fans aren't stupid, far from it, they suspect the obvious chemistry between you and Mercedes, and a lot of them believe you two are in a relationship. If not in a romantic sense then a lustful one. Now I tried to present the label this but they insisted that this new chick Rachel would be great for the both of you. So look just go with it, and I will speak with them about when it can end."
"Fine," Sam relented, "When does this whole charade begin?"
"Tonight, she is meeting you at the club that everyone else is at."
"Ugh fine, I guess I can do this one thing." Sam headed to the bathroom and took a quick shower before changing into a pair of black jeans and a black t-shirt and spraying on cologne. He didn't want to do this because he never wanted to lie to his fans. He prided himself on being transparent, open and honest, and this relationship wasn't going to be any of those things. He could only hope that Rachel would take this as a job and not an opportunity to be with him because he would not be interested.
As Mercedes was on the dance floor with Santana and Quinn she had to admit she felt hella sexy as her hips moved from one side to the next, and the dress was only adding to her confidence. She knew Santana was doing less dancing and more fighting off all the creeps as Mercedes and Quinn danced provocatively with each other. The trio headed to the bar and Santana ordered them shots of vodka.
"Over the lips," Santana began.
"Through the gums," Quinn added.
"Look out liver here the alcohol comes," Mercedes finished as they drank the shots.
"Looks, like you three, are having fun," The bartender commented as he poured more shots.
"More than that, if only we didn't have to be on the road tomorrow morning, I would be getting a whole lot drunker," Santana explained.
"Oh, are you guys the background dancers for Sam Evans?"
"Yep, and in the flesh, this is the hot lead dancer Mercedes Jones," Quinn added cheerfully.
"Oh, shit well nice to meet you three, we've had people in here drunk out of their minds trying to imitate the choreo, anyways next rounds on me," He said nicely.
"Why thank you," Mercedes smiled at him as she took the shot from his hand. All of sudden there was loud applause that signaled the arrival of someone. They all turned their heads and there was one Sam Evans with a brunette that Mercedes didn't know at all.
"I didn't know Sam was dating someone," Mercedes began.
Santana began as she looked at them, "Hell, I didn't know either, but he is coming this way."
A few moments later Sam appeared in front of them and he looked at Mercedes like he wanted to apologize but she had no idea why.
"Hi, Sam." Mercedes greeted him.
"Hi, Merce, Santana, Quinn. Um, this is my girlfriend Rachel Berry she is one of the new singers under the label." He said but he acted like the words tasted bitter coming out of his mouth.
"Rachel Berry, my new single Lovers Dream just came out, I am sure you all have heard it," Rachel said snottily.
"No, we haven't, I don't listen to hobbit radio," Santana replied causing Mercedes to laugh but cover it up with a cough, "Anyways babe let's go dance." Santana and Quinn excused themselves to head back to the dance floor, and Rachel went out to go and take a seat leaving Mercedes alone.
"So I haven't seen her since we started the tour," Mercedes began.
"Yeah, a hidden stone, I guess."
"Sam, you don't have to lie about her."
"I'm not, I just-"
"You just what."
"Nothing want to dance with me?"
"I am not sure that miss Lovers Dream."
"No harm in a friendly dance," Sam tried.
"Sam we both know that if we dance together it wouldn't be friendly, save it for the stage Romeo," Mercedes insisted. She patted Sam on his chest and headed to the dance floor leaving Sam with nothing but his thoughts as he went about to find Rachel.
"My God my feet are killing me, and you guys keep screwing up simple steps," Santana let out angrily. After the night at the bar, the group was back on the road to where they made it to the new venue. As they were going over the steps for rehearsal a few of the dancers kept bobbling on simple steps, which was starting to piss Santana off.
"No one told you to stay out all night Santana," Matt mentioned, as he was one of the male dancers, who was her partner.
"Matt, I didn't ask for your damn input, in fact, I didn't ask for a response from you," Santana argued.
"Ok, you two please relax, look Santana is right we have had these steps since the tour began what is the problem now?" Mercedes questioned as she made them stop.
Matt answered for the group, "I guess just a case of fatigue."
"Alright, take fifteen, and then we can run through the section again, and that will determine it if we replace it or cut it out in its entirety." Mercedes explained. They all nodded their heads and left the stage leaving Mercedes alone as she went and started spotting the new choreography that she might have to add. She was in the middle of dancing when Rachel came up on stage.
"Excuse, me you are Lamborghini right?" She questioned. Mercedes looked Rachel up and down and noticed the girl was as fake as they came. She wore a pair of blue jeans and a reindeer sweater like she was a freshman in high school still trying to find her style.
"Actually, it's Mercedes, anyways what do you want?"
"Well, I came over to make sure that you know that I and Sam are a couple, and I expect for all this duo choreography that you to do, to be stopped immediately, ok. How does it look for you to be grinding on my man?"
"First of all I work for Sam not you if Sam wants me to change choreography, then he would ask me, secondly I am doing my job, I am not the homewrecker that you are making me out to be. Third of all, I am trying to do my job, so be a dear and get your fake ass off of the damn stage." Mercedes snipped. Rachel turned away briskly and hopped off the stage, and just as she disappeared Sam reappeared.
"Hey, where is everyone I know the rehearsals aren't over that quickly?" He questioned as he went and stood in front of her.
"Something isn't right with him, so I am giving them a break, but I do need to speak with you."
"Alright, what is it?"
"Look, this new girlfriend is all cute and dandy, but I would think you have enough respect for our friendship to come to me if you wanted me to change the choreography between the two of us." Mercedes began.
"Mercedes I do, I wouldn't want us to be in compromising positions."
"Ok, great so we are on the same page because Rachel wants us to dance less together,"
"Oh hell no, I refuse to be a one-trick pony, look doesn't worry about her. The only thing you need to be worried about is performing your ass off each and every night," Sam replied as he got closer to Mercedes, so close that they could kiss.
"Well I am glad we are on the same page," Mercedes added happily as she moved a strand of hair.
"Hey Merce, we are ready to finish rehearsal. Am I interrupting something?" Quinn acknowledged as she came back.
"Nope, and come on let's go." Mercedes replied as she walked back to the dancers.
"Just like I said the chemistry between the two of you is immaculate," Sebastian said as he walked over to Sam.