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A/N: Heyyy! After a long hiatus I'm back... Sorry if I made you wait, but I had problems and was unable to write... But I'm back now.
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Well, we're getting close to a season finale (story end). But don't worry, Sam and Kurt will be fine.
I want to thank gleek711... Thank you for your message; it was awesome.
Okay, let's get this party started.
Sam was having trouble dating girls and started to hang out with Kurt; Kurt confessed his love for Sam, but the jock said he was straight and told Kurt to date Blaine, but then he realized that he likes Kurt, that is now dating Blaine. Sam saw them kissing and started to feel jealous, but couldn't tell Kurt and now he can't control himself around his friend and are decided to get back. And that's what you missed on GLEE!
Heat
Sam Evans could feel the heat radiating from Kurt whenever he was near him; it was weird to think that he was so close to Kurt before, but never felt it that way. As the smaller boy walked around the corners of McKinley, Sam watched from a fair distance; he didn't want Kurt to know that he saw him and Blaine, but he needed to talk to Kurt. He waited for the school day to end and right before Kurt could reach out his car, he called him.
"Kurt, can I talk to you?" Kurt turned around to see a panting Sam.
"Samuel. That is… Surprising." He raised an eye-brow
"Look, Kurt, I feel terrible about what happened. I shouldn't have yelled at you, it's not right. And I-"
"Forget it, Sam. It's over."
"But, are you mad at me?"
"No. I have to tell you something…"
"Okay. I have something to tell you too."
"I'm dating Blaine. I mean, not that I was before, but now I am, and you were right since the very beginning, I feel better now."
"Oh" Sam's expression dropped and he tried to seem the most surprised as he could.
"What you wanted to say?"
"It- It was nothing… I just- It's nothing. You're happy and that's all that matters."
"Thanks, you really are the best of the friends. Looks like Mercedes got competition." Kurt said jokily and Sam tried to fake a smile.
"That's awesome. You know, I gotta go now, but, I'll talk to you later…"
"Okay… Sam, are you alright?"
"Yes… Yes, I'm fine… Just fine."
"See you, then…"
Sam tried to get away from Kurt as much as he could and when he finally did, he just sat there and cried; not because he was mad at Kurt for dating Blaine, but because he was mad at himself for being stupid enough to not realize that he liked his friend. He slid down the wall and sat on the floor.
"Sam Evans, you moron!" Thought Sam. "You took too long to realize it and now you lost the one you love."
After a few minutes, he got up and headed to the bathroom; he washed his face and tried to look normal. Late that night, Sam wasn't feeling like hanging out, but he got a call from Kurt.
"Sam, are you there?" It took Sam a couple of seconds to answer, he sighed hard and said
"Yeah."
"Oh. How are you feeling?"
"Fine."
"That's good. Hey, umm, Blaine had things to do this weekend so I was thinking if maybe you would want to watch a movie."
"That sounds awesome, but… I can't today."
"Is there any problem?"
"No. I just don't feel like getting out of the house today."
"It's okay, I understand."
"Thanks." Sam hated to lie, but he had to do it.
"So… I guess I'll see you around?"
"Sure." Sam replied coldly.
"Good night."
"Bye, Kurt."
Sam dropped off the phone and laid on his bed, wondering if he should have told Kurt. "Maybe it's just a phase, you know?" He thought. "Maybe I'm just so confused and messed up because of Quinn, that I can't see things straight… Straight… I am straight! No I'm not! I love Kurt! Oh. God. I wish my brain would stop telling me this. He has a boyfriend!" That was pretty much Sam Evan's Sunday night.
In the next morning, he got up feeling like crap; he hadn't slept all night and was exhausted, but he managed to get up and take a shower, put his clothes on and head to school. Getting there was the easiest part, but talking to Kurt wasn't that easy. Sure, he could hide from him all day, but not in glee club, he would have to meet Kurt there and that was freaking him out…
"Hey Sam." Said Mercedes, as he takes a seat behind her.
"Hi!"
"So, how's life?"
"You know… Just fine."
"Yeah…"
"Ah. Is it me, or it's getting hotter in here?" He started fanning himself with a piece of paper.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Do you feel hot? Cuz I'm dying…"
"Relax… He's not coming…" She was laughing.
"What?"
"I don't know what you did or why you're hiding from Kurt, but relax, he's not coming!"
"Okay." He wondered if it was that obvious, like, when it comes to Kurt, everyone seems to know that's what he's thinking.
He was quiet all time in glee club, so Mr. Schue called him after glee to talk to him.
He kept wondering what it would be and what happened.
"Mr. Schue, you wanted to see me?"
"Yes. Sam. Please, take a seat."
"Thanks." Said him pulling a chair over and sitting. "Is there any problem, Mr. Schuster? Cuz, I'm kinda worried about this… I mean, it was so-"
"No, Sam; you didn't do anything wrong. I'm sorry if I made you think that."
"Oh."
"The truth is, Sam. You're quiet in glee club; you're always so energetic. Is there anything wrong? You can tell me."
"Wrong? No! No. There's nothing wrong. I mean, everything is fine… Absolutely fine. Yep!" Said him with that awkward laugh he always uses when his nervous.
"Sam, I know you can tell me."
"Yo- You know? Oh my God. I think everyone knows… What am I supposed to do now? Mr. Schue, how did you find out? Is that so obvious?" He was panicking.
"Wait. Sam, what are you talking about? That's not a big deal; I mean, you didn't presented your song for the assignment and now you're embarrassed to tell me that."
"OH GOD!" He nervously covered his face with his hands.
"Sam! Are you okay?"
"Yes. Yes, I'm okay. I'm sorry. I'm just… Relieved. This was killing me. I-I-I'm so much better now."
"Yeah. That's not a problem… Besides, you can always sing it for us… Whenever you're ready. "
"Okay. Thanks Mr. Schue. If that's all, I'm gonna…" He pointed at the door way with his thumb.
"Yeah, yeah. Sure. You can go now." After Sam left the room, Mr. Schue let out a heavy sigh and chuckled. "Those kids…"
"Oh My God! That was close, I almost told him. Hum! That was fun!" For some weird reason, Sam felt kinda good after that. It was like if the pressure and all the adrenaline had made him happy. He drove home laughing out loud.
For more crazy and funny that Sam's day had been, he couldn't forget his friend. He took a shower, ate dinner with his mother and went to his room. He spent most of the time reading comics, his classic and favorite comics of all time. Suddenly his phone rang, making him jump out of his seat. Kurt Calling.
"Hello."
"Hey, Samuel. How are you?"
"I'm good thanks. You?"
"Okay."
"Good."
"Wanna hang out today?"
"I'm a little busy tonight so…"
"Okay. Bye."
"Kurt?"
"…"
"He hung up."
It only took 20 seconds and then the door bell rang.
Sam tried to look from his window, so he could see who it was, but it was too late, his mother had already opened the door and the person would probably be in by now. He heard a familiar voice thanking as his mother said "He's upstairs. You can go".
Sam's heart started to race as somebody knocked on the door. He opened it to find a slightly upset Kurt.
"Kurt! Um, what you doing here? I mean, when did you got here?"
"Bout 20 minutes ago! And, wow, you're really fast at whatever you were doing, cuz I don't see busy at all."
"I'm sorry."
"Why are you hiding from me?"
"I'm not… Hiding from you. I'm just…"
"Yeah… What is it?"
"You're not letting this go, are you?"
"Never."
"Okay… I saw you and Blaine and I panicked, so, I didn't wanted you to know… I mean, I was going to tell you, eventually."
"Oh. Stop hiding from me, you hear me? I'm letting this one go."
"You-You are?"
"Yes, I am." Kurt smiled and that made Sam melt.
"So, wanna do something?"
"Sure. How about listening to music?"
"That'd be great, but, I have something in mind."
"What are you planning?"
"It's been a week and a half since I got out of the house; I was thinking that maybe we could go to the movies. You think that Blaine would find it awkward?"
"No! Why would he?"
"I don't know… I mean, another guy taking his boyfriend to the movies… Isn't that weird."
"Not at all. You're my best friend. Besides, this is not a date, is it?" Kurt rose an eye-brow mockingly.
"No. Unless you want it to be…" Sam mentally slapped himself. "Stop it, you idiot! You're hitting on him!"He thought
"O-kay. Let's go."
Going to the movies wasn't the best of Sam's ideas, he got to that conclusion when they were back home and he hasn't paid attention to the movie. It was hard, to be in a place like that, with Kurt. He tried to fight every time he had the urge to stretch his arms and put it over Kurt's shoulders, or to hold Kurt's hands when he saw the smaller boy shiver; and, boy, could he be more flirtatious?
"Sam? Are you here?" Kurt waved his hands over the blonde's face.
"Hum, yeah?"
"Are you alright?"
"Yes. I'm just wondering."
"Oh. So, did you liked the movie?"
"It was fine." He swallowed hard.
"You want sit down? You're sweating. You just need to get used to oxygen again…" He started to chuckle, what made Sam grin in response.
"I think you're right…" They stared into each other's eyes and then looked away.
"I think I should go now. My job is done."
"Huh. Thank you. For, the amazing night."
"You're welcome, Sir." His smile was clear and bright.
"We should do this again, you know?"
"Nah, I don't think so…"
"Why not? Didn't you liked?"
"I liked it. But we don't have time for fun; we have to work on that never coming assignment. Lots and lots of work to do."
"Yeah? What if I say no?"
"You won't."
"And how do you know that?"
"Because you never say no."
"Really? I didn't knew that."
"Yes. But, I gotta go now." Kurt leaned forward to get his coat and Sam kissed him on the cheek. Kurt blushed furiously. "What?"
"Oh My God! Sorry! I thought you were… I-I-I-I misunderstood."
"It's okay. That was very… Sweet."
"Yeah. Forgive me, I'm a little dizzy. It's this fresh air…"
"Bye. Good Night, Sammy."
"Night, Kurt. Sweet Dreams."
Kurt got into his car and drove home, while Sam just stood there feeling mortified. While driving his car, Kurt could still feel Sam's kiss burning in his cheek. He gently touched the spot where the blonde guy kissed and let out a soft sigh. He never expected Sam to do that. "He must be feeling so lonely!" Kurt thought. That night, both boys went to bed feeling ultimately happy; well, one of them was embarrassed either, but didn't mattered. A heat wave took place in their hearts.