Sam's POV
"Please Cooper, I have to talk to Blaine" Sam stood at the Anderson door for what felt like the thousandth afternoon in a row since the Homecoming game in which Blaine and he switched their bodies back.
"He doesn't wish to talk to you" Cooper crossed his arms across his chest in protective mode.
"Come on, I have to explain – " Sam begged.
"Blaine's not going to the dance with you, Sam. But he does hope you have a great time with Britney S. Pierce." With that Cooper slammed the door in Sam's face.
Sam sighed defeatedly and slumped his way back to his own house with only a few looks back at the door of his beautiful neighbour hoping he would change his mind.
As Sam got ready to go to the homecoming dance he tried to look across into Blaine's window but all the blinds were down. Still. They hadn't been down this long in years. With a heavy heart he got into his dad's pickup truck and drove to the dance. Alone.
As Sam walked into the school gym he looked around not really seeing anything. He only wanted to see Blaine. He heard more than saw the Glee girls up on the stage giving it their all. Britney wasn't with them though ….
"Sammy!" Britney came rushing up to Sam wearing what looked like a white duck. Santana was stalking behind her wearing a matching outfit in black. Britney did a little twirl and asked him "So what you think of my dress?"
"You look nice, Brit" was all Sam could muster up with a sad half-hearted smile.
"It's so tight it shows everything." Santana draped herself over Britney and leaned them both toward Sam. "FYI - we had to leave our panties off so we are ready for our little party later."
"Well, let's hope you don't get diarrhoea then" Sam winced at them and tried to look elsewhere.
"Oh!" Britney remembered, "Sammy I forgot to tell you – Lord Tubbington is throwing an After - Homecoming- Party tonight and the only people invited are you, me and Santana! Isn't that exciting?"
Sam just sighed and gave another almost smile.
"I'm going to go and get some punch" Sam mumbled and walked away from the two girls.
Coach Bieste took the stage as Sam was drinking his punch. 'Great', he thought, 'now the stupid Homecoming court announcements. Could this night get any worse?'
Blaine's POV
Blaine sat on the porch watching the silent, still darkness of the night, trying not to think of an unmentionable neighbour at an unmentionable dance.
"Oh Blainers. You're seriously not going to the dance?" Cooper said quietly as he came out and sat next to his brother.
Blaine just shook his head trying not to cry in front of his brother.
"Does this have anything to do with Sam?" Cooper asked unnecessarily.
"No" Blaine whispered and looked out to the night again. "Maybe … He likes someone else"
"Is this someone else a Prince like my Blainey Days?" Cooper put his arm on the back of the chair and turned slightly to face his despondent brother.
Blaine just gave Cooper a withering look "Anytime soon, she will be crowned Homecoming Queen"
To his credit, Cooper didn't bat an eyelid at the change in pronoun. "No contest. Princes are cooler and younger and… hey, you're related to me!"
Of course Cooper would think that was a positive. Blaine looked as his hands and sadly smiled despite himself.
"You really like him don't you?" Cooper asked softly. All jokes forgotten.
"Yes" Blaine answered simply … and truthfully.
"Me too. I think he's a good one." Cooper paused to catch Blaine's eye. "I think you should go"
"I don't have anything to wear" Blaine said lamely.
"Because all of those tailored tuxes in your wardrobe have all been seen before?"
"Whatever"
"Plus, I kind of have a little gift for you." Cooper grinned and quickly grabbed a box from just inside the front door. "I thought maybe you could use these?"
Cooper pulled out a pale grey bowlers' hat and a grey bow-tie with yellow polka-dots. Blaine gasped and tears filled his eyes with emotion at how his brother knew him so well.
"Maybe that yellow suit of your could use an outing?" Cooper asked before Blaine shot out of his chair and threw his arms around the older boy's neck.
"Thank you for being you, Cooper. I love you" Blaine whispered gratefully in his brother's ear as he hugged him tightly.
"Back at ya, kiddo." Cooper squeezed his brother in return. "Now go and get your fancy duds on and get your man"
Sam's POV
Coach Bieste held the microphone and made the announcement Sam dreaded.
"The title of William McKinley High's Homecoming King goes to … our football hero Sam Evans".
Sam rolled his eyes as people around him clapped and patted his back. This was the last thing he wanted. So many people would kill for this to happen to them, but Sam didn't want any of it - especially if Santana or Britney were going to be queen.
Britney was currently jumping up and down beside him and clapping as Sam approached the stage. The coach congratulated him and he tried to look appreciative as she put on his crown and gave him the sceptre. He stood nervously to the side as he waited for the rest of the ceremony to take place.
"And now for the winner of this year's Homecoming Queen" Bieste seemed to be as excited as the students " … umm, OK, it seems we have a tie … Britney S Pierce and Santana Lopez!"
The girls hugged each other, squealed and came up to the stage hand in hand. Santana snatched the crown from the coach and placed it gently on Britney's head. Santana then took the microphone from the unsuspecting coach and started her speech like she had won a Grammy Award or something.
"There are so many people that we want to share this honour with. Our hairdresser and make-up artist - Diana. Our dress designer –"
Coach Bieste quickly grabbed the microphone back and cut Santana off with a killer glare. "Thank you Miss Lopez. A round of applause please for your homecoming king and queen…s. Here to sing for their celebratory dance is the newest member of the Glee Club … Mr Noah Puckerman."
Sam's eyes popped when he saw Puck coming up on stage wearing a white tux.
"Hey Congrats, Dude" Puck smiled as he approached him. "Now get off the stage and dance with the hot babes while I get my groove on" He patted Sam's back and pushed him toward the stairs down to the dance floor.
"Good evening everyone." Puck started as he put a guitar strap over his head. "I am singing this for the hot trio - Homecoming court to dance to, but I want to dedicate it to my queen, Miss Quinn Fabray. I love you, baby." Quinn blew him a kiss and Sam looked between the two and smiled the first genuine smile he has mustered in days. It looked like Puck had manned up and had a chat with the blonde beauty and decided to be a better boyfriend.
Puck started crooning and the crowd parted for Sam, Britney and Santana to dance. As Sam walked toward Britney and Santana begrudgingly, he noticed someone enter the door. Blaine!? Sam smiled widely at Blaine and took his crown off and gave to Santana and said "You two go ahead" never once taking his eyes off the breathtaking site that was his beautiful neighbour.
To Sam, it was just him and Blaine in the room. No one else existed. Blaine looked stunning in a tailored yellow suit with pale grey hat and polka-dot tie. No-one rocked that look better than his beautiful curly haired neighbour.
Sam didn't care if anyone was watching or not, he just went to straight to Blaine and started singing softly when they were in ear-shot of one-another:
How can you just walk away from me when all I can do is watch you leave?
'cause we've shared the laughter and the pain, and even shared the tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all
So, take a look at me now - well, there's just a .. um something … something
Blaine was smiling at him with tears in his eyes. He didn't look too upset that Sam stuffed up the lyrics to his favourite song. 'Wow' Sam thought, "I totally understand the term breathtaking right now.'
"I'm sorry. I'm not a kick-ass songwriter like Phil Collins. But my guess is he wasn't much of a Quarterback. I wish I could write you the most beautiful song and sing it to you. I don't think I could write anything that would be good enough for you though." Sam rambled.
"Sam, I-" Blaine tried to talk to him but Sam needed to tell Blaine before he lost his nerve.
"Wait, can I just tell you that I wish I had the most beautiful and perfect lyrics in the world to sing to you? – I'd tell you how great you make me feel when I'm with you and how I love that little thing you do with your nose when you smile… You always correct my stupid grammar… But most of all I would tell you that you make me a better person - My own person. And that's why I know that this" he gestured around to all the people staring at the two cheerleaders making out in the middle of the circle "all of this means nothing and you mean everything. But hey, I'm just a stupid Quarterback. I don't have the right words."
"Those were lovely words, the perfect lyrics." Blaine whispered, smiling broadly with tears starting to fall down his cheeks from the raw emotion of Sam's confession. "Come here you dumb jock."
"Try and stop me, Gleek" Sam joked, though the gentleness of his voice sounded more like a term of endearment as he wrapped his arms around the brunet's slight waist and held him tightly. They came together in the sweetest kiss far beyond anything they had imagined it to be.
Blaine's POV
After the boys had kissed and danced and kissed some more, they decided it was time to head home. The two boys only made it as far as the tree between their houses in which they leaned on to make out some more. Blaine had never felt more alive, more special, more wanted in his life. He hoped Sam was feeling similar. He suspected by the way he clung to him and kept sighing into Blaine's mouth that the boy was enjoying himself somewhat.
But before Blaine could really lose himself he needed to explain to Sam, what was said days ago to make him so upset. Blaine reluctantly pulled back slightly, keeping his arms around the blonde, but have his face back far enough that he could look into Sam's beautiful pale green eyes.
"What's wrong?" Sam asked sounding concerned.
"Nothing, I just wanted to please explain about what Cooper said to you the afternoon before the game and the audition."
"Blaine you don't have to. We say crappy things to each other all the time I-"
"No, please, let me tell you why I said those things….They were like a mantra to myself and to Cooper trying to convince the both of us that I didn't like you … in that way. Every time he would catch me day dreaming or looking out the window at you, he would tease me and I would spout out those spiteful words, trying very hard to sound like I meant them. Apparently, Cooper believed me. But please know, that I have never meant one syllable of it. I have really liked you for so long, but knew I was never in your league. Not to mention I wasn't 100% sure you were bi…" Blaine rambled, trying to get across what he felt for the gorgeous boy in his arms.
"Oh, B! When it comes to you, I most definitely am… But I was the one who thought I was no-where near good enough for you!" Sam said quietly and looked away slightly.
Blaine shook his head slightly and gave Sam a soft kiss bringing his eyes back to his.
"So how are we going to do this?" Blaine asked with a soft smile on his face.
"Do what?" Sam smirked.
Blaine rolled his eyes and ignored where Sam's mind was going… at least for now… " What I mean is…you going to your shit-kicker college and me going to NYADA"
"What?"
"You did it. The acceptance letter came this morning. Congratulations!" Blaine looked at Sam with a feeling of pride.
"What? You got in? Oh my god, I did it!" Sam looked shocked.
"Me and you done pretty good huh?" Blaine smirked at him, teasing the blonde to get him out of his shock.
"You and me…" Sam tried correcting "or … I?"
Blaine laughed at the adorable look of confusion that crossed Sam's face
"Will you just kiss me already?" Blaine asked and grabbed Sam's collar, bringing him in close.
"Yes, sir" Sam whispered softly as his lips melted into Blaine's.
"Sam, can I ask you something?" Blaine asked between kisses. There was still something on his mind.
"Sure, anything" Sam whispered not willing to give up the sweet, sweet kisses.
"What happened to my bush?"
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