Okay guys, I am really inspired by the song I'd Lie by Taylor Swift, so this chapter will be cute just like the song :)

And sorry for the long wait.

Enjoy!

"Dude, get up!" Puck hit Sam with a pillow he found on Sam's bedroom floor.

"Dude, what are you doing here? How did you get in?" Sam mumbled, still not completely awake. He rubbed his eyes with one hand and took his blanket off with another.

"Your mother let me in, because we need to go to Quinn's house now! And man, the girls are going to kill me if I don't take you there in 10 minutes." Puck started yelling and hitting Sam's arm.

"Okay dude, don't need to be all bitchy yourself." He joked and they both laughed while Sam put his clothes on and head to Quinn's house.

The truth is that Sam hadn't slept so well. He kept thinking about the awesome night he had just because of Quinn. She had really changed. She was funnier, less worried about popularity, and the friendship seemed to be really working out. He said the truth to her at Breadstix, he was tired of staying away from her. He knew she was going through a hard phase and needed a second chance of getting it right with everyone.

"C'mon Quinn! Wake up, Rachel is already downstairs, waiting for you to get up and go help her." Tina shook her slightly awake friend, then took a deep breath and screamed "GET UP QUINN FUCKING FABRAY. GET UP. NOW."

Quinn's eyes opened widely when she heard Tina's screams. "Ok, ok. I'm up. I'm up." She ran out of her bed to her closet. Tina was still sitting on her bead, calming her nerves. Quinn picked a cute white dress to wear with a pink cardigan and a pair of golden flats.

"C'mon Tina. Calm yourself down and let's go downstairs." Quinn said carefully.

Tina nodded.

"You piss me off Fabray." She said when they got to the stairs.

As soon as Quinn got to the stairs, the doorbell rang and Brittany answered the door.

"Hi boys. Right in time." Brittany said while kissing Sam's and Puck's cheek.

"What do we need to do here?" Puck asked heading to the living room, where Finn, that had gotten there earlier to help his girlfriend, and Rachel were.

Quinn looked up and her eyes met Sam's. Suddenly she thought about the other night, how they managed to stay so comfortable around each other, how everything looked so natural. He smiled at her, and she instantly smiled back.

Brittany looked at Quinn, and looked at Sam, and smiled and shook her head.

"Hi." He said to her.

"Hi." She kept the smile.

"After last night I think you look better without make up." The comment made Quinn laugh out loud. He liked that sound.

"Quinn! Sam! Get your asses here" Rachel yelled.

Rachel was holding a paper and she was standing in the middle of the living room with her friends surrounding her.

"OK. Santana is taking care of getting us a DJ and also a Karaoke machine. I thought it would be a good idea since we all sing in here. So, I made this task list and I am going to say now what everyone is going to do." She said slowly.

"Rachel, we are not stupid. You can talk like a normal person." Mercedes said, annoyed.

"Sorry. Getting back on track, Sam, Puck, Quinn and I are going to the supermarket to get us food and drinks. Brittany, Tina, Finn and Mercedes, you are going to stay here and set up the decoration Santana is going to bring too, so you'll have to wait for her to get in here. Everyone got it?"

"What about the invitations?" Said Quinn.

"I took care of it last night. Puckerman doesn't wait. Half of Lima is already invited." Puck smiled.

Rachel and Quinn had gotten in the food session of the supermarket as the boys had gotten in the drinks one.

Quinn pushed the cart while Rachel looked for chips, nachos, and other small stuff. Quinn was really bored, then she saw Sam's bored face as well. He saw her and faked a gun with his finger, pointing to his head. Quinn laughed and nodded her head in agreement.

Rachel saw it all. "So how's everything going with Sam? Is he too freaked out about what happened to your face last night?" She asked with a faking careless.

Quinn giggled. "Yeah, my clown face made an impact. Why do you ask?" Quinn asked Rachel, finding her friend a little suspicious.

Rachel took a deep breath and looked Quinn in the eyes. "Quinn, I am going to ask you 6 questions, because I'm your friend ok?"

"Now I'm scared, but ok." Quinn sighed.

"What's Sam's favorite color?" Rachel asked simply.

"Green. But why? Rach, please don't come with that story of us being soul mates again, please?"

"I just want you to be sure about what you feel. Because someday, he will get with another girl. And you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"I think you're being a little dramatic, no?"

"Quinn, you made a lot of mistakes in the past. But the question is, are you ready to fix them? Are you ready to give yourself a second chance?" Rachel smiled at her confused friend.

"Rach. Honestly, I don't know what are my feelings for him yet. And I might screw everything up again if I find out, so please...Leave it the way it is." Quinn said serious.

"So, you are afraid of falling in love with him again?"

"I'm afraid for him. Because if something happens between us, I don't know what will I do to don't screw everything up this time again." Quinn's voice sounded sad.

"Look, I'm sorry. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. Let's get back to shopping." Rachel said smiling. After a few minutes of silence, they started to talk about prices and food and had completely forgotten about Sam's subject.

"Oh man, I am getting dizzy already. I can't stand looking at more shelves and drinks. I am exhausted." Sam complained.

"So am I. Look! There they are!" Puck pointed at the blonde and the brunette standing in the cash register line, looking completely tired. They got their cart next to theirs and Puck and Rachel started to talk about what they had bought.

"I hope you don't mind, but as soon as we got to your house, I am having some good sleep on your bed." Sam smiled playfully. Quinn laughed.

"Look, you probably won't have any time to even breathe when we got there, so you can cut sleep from your wish list." She put a hand on his arm theatrically, to console him. "You'll probably have to carry all the heavy stuff."

"I pay a high price for having this amazing abs. People always think I'm strong enough to do the hard work." He raised his eyebrow for Quinn. "But at least, the chicks like it."

"Ha, I bet so." Quinn giggled.

"Sam, Quinn! Let's go, we're done here."

"Hey guys, we are home." Rachel yelled carrying 2 bags.

Santana got there faster than the others with an angry face. "Why did you guys took so long? I got here ages ago."

"Sorry, but we were on a shopping spree." Quinn said playfully.

"Whatever. Just put those bags in the kitchen and come to the living room." Santana rolled her eyes and left the room checking a list on her hands.

Everyone was sitting on the floor at the living room. "Quinn, Sam, Puck and Tina. You guys are going to be decorating outside. Rachel, Brittany and Finn. You are going to be decorating inside the house. Mercedes and I are going to call the providers of the drinks and food we couldn't buy and set things up." All of them nodded their heads. "So, what are you waiting for? Go to work!"

When Quinn was getting some heavy boxes, she lost her balance and someone took two boxes out of her hands.

"Careful." Sam smiled. Quinn suddenly got lost in his eyes. Those green and blue eyes. "Quinn?"

"Yeah?" She got back to Earth. "Oh, sorry. I am easily distractible today." She felt her face burn.

He smiled. "I thought I was the one who had dyslexia. C'mon Barbie let's go get this party started." They giggled.

"Oh, you have a pool, interesting." He said when they got to the backyard.

"You're not thinking about throwing someone in the pool, are you?" She asked with a playful smile.

"I'll keep you posted." Sam replied putting the boxes with balloons and tapes on the floor next to the back door.

"Does someone have sun protector? I can't ruin my awesome face just because the sun decided to show off his face today." Puck yelled protecting his body, staying in the shadow.

"You're such a lady." Sam hit him and laughed.

"Yeah, I'm your lady." Puck sent a kiss for him in the air.

"Oh lord, what have we all become." Quinn sighed. "Tina, I guess we better call some boys to help us out. I don't think the two girls there can carry us to put this balloons on some place high."

Tina giggled and gave Quinn a hi-5. "I agree. Let's call that hot guy we saw on the school in our last day, what was his name?" Tina said playfully, making fun of Sam and Puck.

Sam laughed sarcastically and got closer to Quinn. Quinn walked one step back every time Sam walked one step ahead of her. He kept his eye locked in hers.

"Sam...what are you doing?" Quinn voice failed in the last word. That only made Sam laugh.

"Say that again." Sam said with his face close to hers.

"What?" Quinn's eyes were wide open.

"That I'm not a man." Sam whispered.

Quinn kept looking in his eyes, and without him noticing she got a water bottle of the floor and poured the water on his head, laughing with her mouth wide open.

"You're not a man."

Tina was having a laugh attack, sitting on the pool chair.

"You better run." Sam said with his eyes closed. "I'll count to 3."

Quinn screamed and started running away from him towards the pool.

"Three." He yelled.

"Wait, what about one and two?" She said, still laughing.

He grabbed her in his arms and jumped in the pool with her.

"That's my man!" Puck said, proud.

Quinn's head finally appeared in the pool.

"I'm gonna kill you Sam! Look at what you did to my dress! You're lucky we're not dating, otherwise I'd break up with you." Quinn said, sitting by the pool corner.

Sam was laughing, still in the water. "Sorry but you started."

"Ok, how's everything going here?" Santana said before seeing Quinn and Sam all wet. "What the hell happened with them both? If there was going to be a pool party you guys could've at least invited me." Santana said putting her hands on her waist.

"There's going to be revenge, Evans." Quinn warned, ignoring Santana.

"Bring it." He replied with a smile on his face.