Why wait? Chapter 3, a glee fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

A/N: So here it is: Chapter 3

Rachel pounded on Kurt's front door and was about to give up hope on the boy when he finally ripped the door open.

"Rachel Berry? What in the world are you doing knocking on my door during my True Blood marathon?" Kurt questioned.

"Sorry." Rachel stepped into the house and then froze seeing that Kurt had the TV paused on naked blonde guy.

"I was playing this scene in slow motion to see if I could get a glimpse of Alexander Skarsgard's junk." Kurt quickly turned the TV off. "Sadly, that's not happening."

"Kurt?" Rachel sighed sinking onto the couch. "I have a huge problem."

"Your nose?" He nodded sadly.

"What?" Her hand quickly went up to cover her nose. "No, that's not what I meant."

"Oh, right, sorry, go on." He joined her on the couch.

"Okay." She took a deep breath. "Now, before I tell you this you have to promise me that you won't spaz out on me."

"Rachel, come on, it's me. I think I can take whatever you throw at me. Hit me with your best shot." Kurt smirked.

"IkissedSam." She said it quickly, all in a huff, and the smirk fell off his face.

"Say what?" He jumped up from his seat. "Oh, sweet Barbra, this is amazing!"

"How is anything about this amazing? He's Quinn's boyfriend. If she finds out, I'm dead." Rachel frowned.

"First Puck, then Finn, and Jesse, and now Sam?" Kurt seemed to be talking to himself. "Maybe I should invest in one of those horrid owl sweaters or a plaid mini."

"Kurt!" Rachel groaned.

"You're right. I'm too pale to pull off any of those skirts. Besides, we all know I don't have the legs either." He sighed. "It's sad, isn't it? Everyone always disses you on your fashion taste but yet I think you have had the most hook-ups in Glee."

"Besides Santana and Brittany." Rachel pointed out.

"I meant the most hookups within our Glee circle." Kurt corrected himself. "I'm very surprised of you Rachel Berry. I never pegged you for the player type because you look so innocent behind those childish outfits but you have turned out to be quiet the Glee slut."

"Kurt Hummel!" Rachel gasped.

"Relax, I meant it in a good way." Kurt waved her off.

"How can you call someone a slut in a good way?" She frowned, crossing her arms.

"So what are you going to do?" Kurt asked.

"What do you mean?" She replied.

Kurt's eyes bugged out. "About Quinn. That Cheeri-Hoe has had it out for you since day one; she's just been looking for a way to tear you down and this kiss with Sam is just what she needs to finally destroy you."

"Sam and I didn't really talk about it. It happened so fast; I'm not even sure if it counted as a kiss." She shrugged. "Besides, he was the one that suggested Quinn never find out."

"Secrets? This is getting better and better." He smiled excitedly.

"I'm glad my horrible predicament is bringing you so much joy." She rolled her eyes. "I knew it was a bad idea coming here."

"Bad idea? You should be ecstatic you came to me." Rachel noted he looked a little devious and then he looked up at the clock on the wall. "Three, two, one…" About that time the front door of the house swung open and in walked Finn, Puck, and Sam.

Rachel paled and shifted uncomfortably when her eyes met Sam's. He quickly averted his eyes and Kurt giggled. Rachel swung out, popping Kurt in the side of the head with a pillow and he yelped, quickly fixing the hair she had knocked out of the place.

"You okay, man?" Finn asked.

"I think you should be asking Rachel that question." Kurt giggled again when Rachel's blush deepened.

Finn mumbled something about weird girl-secrets and walked into the kitchen. Puck fell back onto the couch beside Rachel and sighed.

"What you doing here, Berry?" Puck asked.

"I don't see how that is any of your business." She stood up suddenly. "I came here talk to Kurt but obviously he's not going to be of any help so I should go now." She moved towards the front door, careful not to meet Sam's eyes.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Kurt asked and Rachel froze, slowing turning back to face him. "Your bag?" Kurt motioned to it sitting on the floor at the end of the couch.

She reached for it but Sam was faster, grabbing it and holding it out to her. She met his gaze for just a second before ripping the bags from his hands and hurrying out of the front door so hopefully no one noticed the blush on her face. They did.

Sam turned back to the guys and saw the way Puck and Kurt were looking at him.

"I want details." Puck smirked knowingly.

"Who wants to kick things off?" Mr. Schue smiled at the glee members sitting in their chairs.

"We will." Sam and Rachel walked down towards the piano.

"You've got to be kidding me." Quinn snorted seeing the outfit Rachel was wearing. It was a flowy dress that was a pale yellow with green and purple flowers decorating it. Sam was dressed in a green suit and Quinn ground her teeth recognizing the outfits as the same ones from 'Walk the Line'. "This is ridiculous." She shook her head and cross her arms, furious.

"Ready?" Rachel asked Sam.

"Yea." Sam smiled reassuringly as the music started.

(Rachel, Sam)

Oh there's something 'bout a man in black
Makes me want to buy a Cadillac,
Throw the top back
And roll down to Jackson town
I wanna be there on the stage with you
You and I could be the next rage too
Hear the crowd roar,
Make 'em want more,
I'll kick the footlights out

Rachel smiled and started to walk towards Sam who was slowly strumming his guitar.

I wanna hold you, baby, right or wrong
Build a world around a country song
Pray a sweet prayer,
Follow you there,
Down in history

I wanna love like Johnny and June
Rings of fire burnin' with you
I wanna walk the line,
Walk the line,
'Till the end of time
I wanna love,
Love ya that much,
Cash it all in,
Give it all up,
And when you're gone,
I wanna go too
Like Johnny and June
Like Johnny and June

Rachel and Sam slowly started to back away from each other. Rachel took a little satisfaction in the scowl that was spreading over Quinn's face but pushed those thoughts out of her head and focused more on this song.

More than life itself
No one else
This endless promise
They don't make love like that anymore
Is that too much to be askin' for?

I wanna love like Johnny and June
Rings of fire burnin' with you
I wanna walk the line,
Walk the line,
'Till the end of time
I wanna love,
Love ya that much
Cash it all in,
Give it all up,
And when you're gone,
I wanna go too
Like Johnny and June
Like Johnny and June

And when we're gone there'll be no tears to cry,
Only memories of our lives,
They'll remember, remember
A love like that

Rachel's note slowly faded out and then Sam pulled her into a one armed hug. "We were great." He laughed.

"I know." Rachel took her seat back next to Puck, still smiling.

After everyone had sung their duets – Puck and Quinn sang Our Kind of Love, Tina and Brittany sang No more tears, Santana and Finn sang Love is strange – Mr. Schue walked over to the piano.

"Those were all some great song choices." Mr. Schue nodded.

"What do we win?" Santana asked. "More Breadstix?"

"No." He shook his head. "You get the bragging rights… and a gift card to Breadstix."

Most everyone in the room cheered.

"I've got my decision down to two duets. So would Puck and Quinn, and Rachel and Sam please join me down here?" Mr. Schue gave the four time to gather down to him. "And the winner is… Drum roll please." Finn did a short drum roll. "Rachel and Sam, singing Johnny and June by Heidi Newfield!"

Quinn rolled her eyes watching Rachel laugh as Sam hugged her and swung her around off of the ground. "Don't be so dramatic, man-hands."

Rachel let Sam place her feet back on the ground. "Ignore her." Sam told Rachel. "I like overly dramatic."

"Thanks." Rachel smiled again and giggled when she saw the way Quinn was glaring at her. Rachel wasn't exactly sure why she enjoyed torturing Quinn so much; it probably had to do with all of the teasing she had gotten from Quinn since fifth grade.

Rachel looked back over at Sam and her smile grew when she saw how happy he looked.