Hi there! ok so before i start this chapter is reallyyyyyyy long. it was so long i considered breaking up again but i did that once and i didnt like it so here it is.

thank you to everyone who has reviewed and alerted and put me and this story in their favorites. you guys are awesome. thank you for sticking with me.

a giant e-hug to my beta rose who tackled this beast of a chapter. love you girl.

ok without further interruption and rambling i bring you chapter 7

Enjoy :-)

The holidays were supposed to be a joyous time, especially thanksgiving. It was time to come together and celebrate food, love and appreciation but for Mercedes, it was anything but. 4 long weeks had passed since she had broken up with Sam and she was a wreck. She couldn't believe she ended things with him. She missed him so much and it killed her to not be able to see or speak to him. She lost count of the many times she picked up the phone to call him but remembered she ended things and he probably didn't want to see her. Her friends tried in vain to lift her spirits but nothing helped. Mercedes wouldn't leave her bedroom; she didn't even see her sisters off at the airport. She was too depressed to be seen. Kurt, Tina and Santana even contemplated calling Donavan at OSU but they knew that was a bad idea, the minute Donavan would hear that Mercedes was depressed he wouldn't hesitate to get in his car and drive back to Lima, it was no secret Donavan adored his mother.

Santana, Tina and Kurt all had enough of Mercedes' angst so they put a plan into action. Get Mercedes out of her funk or die trying. Using the key that Mercedes had given him, Kurt and the gang marched into her home and up the stairs to her bedroom. Opening the door they found her curled up in her bed with the sheets wrapped around her entire body. The curtains were drawn and the room reeked of stale food and un-cleanliness. They all looked at each other and knew the situation was worse than they imagined. They had never seen her that way. Not even when she had broken up with Shane, not when she lost a movie role or her album didn't hit the market numbers that she expected; this was serious. Mercedes was in love with Sam. Advancing towards her, Kurt and Tina sat on the bed and rubbed her still covered back.

"Mercy me? Come on honey. This isn't healthy. Talk to us please…" Tina pleaded with her childhood friend. It pained her to see Mercedes this way; she was always so strong no matter what situation she was in, nothing ever made her crumble, so to see her this way broke Tina's heart.

"What is there to talk about? Sam and I are over and that's it. I'm fine; you guys didn't have to come here." Mercedes mumbled from under the covers.

"Mercy, you are not fine. Not with the way you are acting, obviously you love Sam and this is killing you. I don't approve of this May-December romance and I probably never will but I hate to see you this way. I want you to be happy and if Sam makes you happy then why aren't you with him?"

"Don't you get it Kurt? I can't be with someone like him! It's wrong and what the fuck am I going to tell my son? That I've fallen in love with his best friend? No! Donavan will kill me and he will kill Sam. Sam doesn't need all this drama in his life. We can never go out in public; we can never be a normal couple. What the hell was I thinking? I'm 42 years old and I've fallen in love with a 19 year old man? No. I did what's best for me and for Sam. I've given him a way out and that's it. I'm done." Mercedes said in an angry tone while throwing the covers off her body.

"Mercedes, listen to me. As someone who's been with you through everything and then some, I've never been in a situation like this so I could never understand, but I know what it feels like to be madly in love with someone. All of us do. I know you're scared of the future and I know you're scared of what Donavan might say or do but if it feels right then who cares what people say? Being in love is a very terrifying thing and for most people it only happens once. Take this opportunity to think about it. I've known Sam a long time so I know how passionate he can be. At least talk to him. If not for him, do it for yourself because I know it bothers you that you can't call him."

Mercedes took a look at all the people in her bedroom and gave them a small smile. She knew she could count on them for everything and she heard everything Tina had said and it made sense. Sam was everything to her but she just couldn't ruin his life like that; so she stuck to her guns.

"I really appreciate this guys but my mind is made up. Sam and I are over and that's it," they all knew how stubborn Mercedes could be and so they didn't try and fight her decision because they knew in the end she would see it clearly. Kurt, Tina, and Mercedes had been friends their whole lives; growing up in a small town like Lima wasn't easy. There weren't many opportunities for people to branch out, so when they all met in the 5th grade, they had vowed to stick together forever; no matter what happened. Tina and Kurt never liked Shane but Mercedes was so enamored by him they chose not to interfere, he made her happy and so they left it at that.

"Boss lady, at least call him to see how he's doing. It couldn't hurt right?"

"No, Santana, I will not call him. What would be the point? We're broken up and we will stay broken up. Now if you guys don't mind, I'm going to go shower and get my day ready. Mercedes got up and marched to her bathroom. She didn't need this bullshit, breaking up was the hardest thing she had ever done and she didn't need them reminding her of him, everything already did. Stripping off her dirty nightgown, she threw it on top of her hamper and walked into her shower, slid the door closed and turned the knob until she reached the water temperature she desired. She didn't want to think about Sam but he invaded her every thought. She thought of happier times where all they did was lay around and laugh and enjoy life. When did things become so complicated? When did it stop being fun? She needed Sam like she needed air but she rationalized that Sam deserved better than a secret relationship. She would just have to learn to live without him, no matter how much she was hurting.

Sam lay on his couch letting the TV watch him, an empty bottle of gin laid next to him. He didn't care that his apartment was a mess or that all he had done in the 4 weeks him and Mercedes were broken up was eat drink and go to work, his school work had begun to falter because he couldn't concentrate on anything else. He barely slept because his thoughts were plagued with her. He missed everything about her, the way she laughed, smiled, smelled, everything; his life held no meaning without her. What hurt him the most was that he knew that she was lying about not being in love with him, he knew in his heart she loved him the same way he loved her and he knew she was in as much pain as he was. He wanted to prove to her that he deserved her love but how could he do that when she had completely shut him down?

A loud pounding at his front door jarred him out of his drunken haze, he groaned as he knew it was Mike trying to make him feel better but he wasn't in the mood to hear his judgment. After their breakup, Sam ended up at Mike's door in a hail of tears and despair and he decided to come clean, to say Mike was shocked was a gross understatement. He ranted and raved about being with someone like Mercedes and gave Sam a graphic description of what Donavan would do once he found out. Grunting as he got up from his couch and advanced towards his door, he opened the door with a scowl on his face that was quickly replaced with shock.

"Donavan?" Sam said in disbelief as he stared at his longtime friend. Oh shit! What is he doing here? Oh no. he's coming to kill me! Somehow he found out and he's gonna kill me! Oh god I'm gonna die on a holiday! Who's gonna get my Star wars collec-"

"What's up man? You gonna invite me in?" Donavan laughed at his friend. Sam was knocked out of his haze and moved aside and let Donavan walk in, he noticed Donavan looking around his messy apartment and he thanked god he put away anything Mercedes might have left behind. Donavan turned around and gave his friend a sympathetic smile. Sam couldn't make eye contact with his longtime friend, afraid that his guilty gaze would give it away. He stood by the door staring at the floor wondering how he was going to talk to him when he felt Donavan's strong arms wrap him up in a hug. The warm embrace reminded him of Mercedes and it took everything in Sam to hold it together. His arms were still at his sides as Donavan hugged him tighter.

"Come on man… It's me… You can let it out." Donavan said in a soothing voice that reminded Sam more of Mercedes and then the flood gates were open. If Donavan hadn't been holding him, Sam would have crumbled to the ground. He cried his heart out to his best friend, cried for his lost love, cried for the friendship that he knew would be ruined once Donavan found out about his relationship with Mercedes; he just cried.

Donavan rubbed Sam's back as he cried harder, his tears soaking Donavan's Black Polo jacket but Donavan didn't seem to care, his friend was hurting and he was going to be there for him. Donavan may have had his father's height and size but he was a big teddy bear and there wasn't anything he wouldn't do for the ones he loved. After Sam moved to Lima in the 7th grade, his dyslexia prevented him from doing well in his classes and his strong southern accent got him picked no relentlessly. It wasn't until one day when Donavan Tinsley-Jones saved him from a severe ass kicking after Sam stood up to bully Dave Karofsky one fall morning. They decided to band together and had been friends ever since, but now it all seemed blank compared to the shit storm Sam knew was brewing. Walking Sam over to the couch, Donavan sat him down and while he sat on the coffee table, facing him. The apartment was silent except for Sam's heavy breathing and the ticking of the clock his parents had given him when he moved in.

"So… who is she?" Donavan began.

"What makes you think it's a she? What if it's my parents? And what are you doing in Lima so early? I thought you weren't coming in until tomorrow?"

"Ok one, I know it isn't your parents because you would have called me and told me yourself. And two, my original plan was to come in tomorrow but Mike called me, he was worried about you and so I came home early and before you asked, no I haven't been to my mom's yet. I wanted to come here and see if you were ok before I surprised her. And three, I know you wouldn't be this upset if it weren't a female so tell me who she is?" Sam looked at his friend and knew he couldn't lie to him. They made a pact when they were 13 never to lie to each other after Sam kept his relationship with Quinn a secret because Donavan had a crush on her. Donavan caught them making out at a party and vowed to never speak to either one of them again but Sam wasn't having it and promised that he would never keep anything from him again. But this was a different situation, this was his mother not some girl from school.

"At least tell me what happened."

"There's nothing to tell Donny, she and I had a thing, I told her I loved her and she dumped me," well it wasn't a complete lie. He and Mercedes did have a "thing" and he did tell her he loved her and she did dump him so technically he was telling his best friend the truth, he just didn't tell him who the "She" was.

"Wait – you told her you loved her and she dumped you? She sounds like a bitch to me man, it sounds like you were better off." Donavan shook his head at the situation.

Sam's eyes darken. "Don't call her that Donny. She isn't a bitch; she just needs time to come to terms with her feelings."

"Dude seriously? If you tell a girl that you're in love with her and she dumps you like yesterday's trash than she's a giant bitch. I told you the same thing about Quinn. Obviously she isn't worth all of this if she dumped you. Move on man, you don't need a bitch like that in your life." Donavan spoke not knowing how much he was offending his own mother and Sam felt his anger rising in his body as he heard Donavan trashed the woman he loves but he knew he had to control himself before he said something he would regret and he would end up with a broken nose.

Noticing the look on Sam's face, Donavan said, "Alright man I'm sorry, she isn't a bitch but she can't be a very nice person if she dumped you like that"

"It's alright man, do you want some food or something because I know you must be hungry after that long drive."

"I am but I would rather eat my mom's cooking. Speaking of which, I gotta go and see her. Why don't you come with me? I doubt you see her all summer since you've been so busy with this mystery chick."

"Uh I…I…I… I… Um…" Sam didn't know what to say without giving himself away. He hadn't seen or spoken to Mercedes since the breakup and he didn't trust himself around her just yet.

Donavan gave Sam a curious expression and then a light bulb went off. "Wait- Do you still have a crush on my mom?" Donavan chuckled.

"Wait what? Crush? You knew about that?" Sam asked Donavan in an incredulous voice.

"Uh yeah man, you aren't the best at hiding your expressions. I've known you a long time now and I would see the way you looked at her. A lot of guys did, I wonder if she's dating anyone. It's been such a long time since she's been with someone that I think it's time she start dating. Hold on man, let me take a whiz before we bounce." Donavan turned and walked down the hall to Sam's bathroom and it was good thing he did because then he would have seen the look of anger Sam was giving his best friend. Mercedes dating? Never. Not if Sam could help it. No man in this world was going out with his girl.

Mercedes lay in her bed watching old reruns of The Jefferson's trying to take her mind off Sam and what her friends said but it was no use. She was on the Sam Evan's channel and there was nothing she could do about it. Thanksgiving was only a day away and with Donavan and her family and friends coming over; she knew she needed to get her shit together.

Without realizing it, a lone tear slide down her face as thoughts of Sam raced through her mind. She wished she could take back everything she had told him that night but words were irreversible and actions did speak louder than words and that night her actions were screaming at him. Living in such a small town, she knew she would eventually run into him somewhere, but she wasn't ready and like she did in those four weeks since the breakup she asked herself if she would ever be ready to see him.

Hearing the doorbell ring, she rolled her eyes because she knew it was either Tina or Santana trying to cheer her up again but she wasn't in the mood to hear their shit. Getting up out of her warm bed, she wiped away her tears and advanced toward her bedroom door. She didn't care that she looked like shit 10 times over; the man that she loved was not in her life anymore so she didn't need to impress anyone. Walking out of the bedroom and down the stairs she put a scowl on her face to shoo her friends away. Why didn't they just understand that she didn't want anyone to bug her? She didn't even want to celebrate the holiday. She made it to her front door and yanked it open.

"Guys! I alrea-"Mercedes words were caught in her throat as she stared at her son. Her beloved son was home! One day early! She let out a loud squealed and leaped into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist and inhaled the same scent he had since the day he had been born. She felt the tears welling up in her eyes as he hugged her tighter. "Calm down diva! It's just me. Hey mom, don't cry please. You know I hate to see you so emotional." Donavan couldn't have been happier. He was finally home with the woman he could trust the most in the world. He had missed her something terrible and he couldn't wait to hear how her summer had been. He was happy to be away at college, but there was nothing like being at home with his loving mother.

Mercedes finally opened her eyes and looked at the man that had caused all her heartache. Sam was standing on her front porch, behind her son holding some of his bags. He looked tired and ragged and he was unshaven. She wanted to run to him and kiss him but obviously she couldn't do that with her son there. Donavan put his mother down and walked into the house, leaving Sam and Mercedes alone on the front porch. She bit her lip as she looked down and willed herself not cry.

"Uh- Um- Hi… Sam… how are you?"

He gave her a pained looked and said "I'm doing ok considering the woman I love dumped me like a sack of potatoes," he gave her a small crooked smile.

"Sam… please… don't…" Mercedes whispered as she turned her body and looked to see if Donavan was listening.

"Please don't what? It's not like I'm lying, she did dump me. After spending the most amazing night together and… she dumped me…while I was naked…"

"Wait! You guys had sex and then she dumped you?" Donavan suddenly appeared, scaring both of them. "Really Sam? Then she really is a bitch!"

Mercedes stared at her son in disbelief. "Donavan Raymond Tinsley-Jones! Watch that mouth of yours in my house alright? I won't have that kind of talk here, especially about another female. Is that understood?" Mercedes said while glaring at her son with her hands on her hips. 'How dare he call me a bitch? I did what I thought was right! Wait what am I saying?' Mercedes thought to herself, she was slowly losing her mind. Without another word Mercedes walked into her house with Sam close behind her, bringing in Donavan's bags. Stepping into the home that he had practically grown up in over the years seemed different since him and Mercedes had gotten together. It was good kind of different, it was the kind of different a person gets when he comes home to the woman he loves, to a home cooked meal, to a house full of kids running around making all kinds of noises and messes. It made his heart swell just thinking about his future with her and he smiled to himself in spite of the mess they had created.

"What the hell you smiling at man?" Donavan asked his longtime friend with a curious look on his face. "Oh I get it, you're thinking about her. She really means that much to you huh? I've been there man, remember Tammy? Remember how much I moped around when she dumped me for Reggie Montgomery? But I got over it and you gotta do the same Sam, this girl just isn't the one for you man. Look before I leave, you Mike and I are gonna go to 's and get some drinks, meet some women and hopefully get your dick wet." Donavan laughed while slapping Sam on his back. "Come on man, my mom's gonna cook, so stick around." Donavan pushed Sam into the kitchen on the far right where Mercedes was standing in front of the stove, stirring something in a big pot. He couldn't stop his eyes from scanning her body head to toe, momentarily stopping to stare at her glorious backside that he had spent many nights and just as many mornings and afternoons palming and smacking. Sam was a determined man, he wasn't one to give up without a fight and if it was fight Mercedes wanted then it was fight she was going to get.

The next day - Thanksgiving

Mercedes ran around her large home trying to prepare everything for her impeding family members that were set to come through the door at any moment with her son. She didn't really want to celebrate the holidays because she felt she had nothing to be thankful for. Sure she had her health and her career and friends and family that adored her (except for Shavon) but none of that mattered if she didn't have Sam to share it with her. The night before was extremely tense and awkward as she sat across from him trying to eat her food and listen to her son talk about his first semester at college but she couldn't pay attention when Sam was eye fucking her from across the table. She could barely look at him and when she did, she saw that smoldering look he always gave her right before he put it down and it took all of Mercedes to not flip the table and have him take her right there on the kitchen counter, son present or not. Hearing the timer go off in the kitchen, Mercedes dropped the pillow she had probably fluffed a hundred times and ran into her kitchen to take the chicken out of the oven. Since Mercedes didn't trust anyone else but her in her kitchen she decided to cook the entire meal herself. She had spent the majority of the morning cooking the dinner and making sure the house was spotless for her judgmental family but she knew her mother would find fault in something; she was just that type of person. Hearing Donavan's car in the drive way, Mercedes ran out of her kitchen into the living to wait for her family. The first thing she heard was her father's booming voice.

"Pocket Diva! Where is my pocket diva?" Dr. Raymond Jones voice rang loudly through the mansion. He was large man with a booming voice that commanded major attention everywhere he went. The neighborhood kids loved to come over and imitate his voice and he would be happy to appease them. Mercedes ran into her father's arms and she hugged him with all her might. If there was one man in the world that Mercedes could count on other than Jesus was her father. She could go to him for absolutely anything.

"Hi Daddy! I'm so glad to see you!"

"I'm glad to see you too baby." Raymond said while putting her down "I've been so busy with preparing for my retirement that I haven't had the time to come and visit but once I get my shit together I'll come and stay with you. Besides I'm tryna get away from ya mama…she's driving me crazy…"

"Raymond! I'm right here!" Glenda said from behind her husband. Glenda was a woman that packed no punches, she would tell you how it was whether you liked to hear it or not. She was from a time where the women stayed home and the men worked so when Mercedes had gone to her for comfort after deciding to file for divorce, she turned her away.

"Hi mama, how are you?" Mercedes said while giving her mother a small hug.

"Oh so I don't get the big hug like your daddy? Well now. I see being famous done made you uppity. Shame on it all." Glenda took one look and her daughter and pouted. "Mercedes my darling, you know you aren't getting younger or any thinner, why haven't you found a husband? Your sisters are happily married, you are a beautiful woman-"Glenda was cut off by her husband.

"Don't start Glenda. Leave the girl be." Glenda huffed and moved around the living room, Mercedes knew her mother was inspecting and it drove her nuts that after all this time, her mother still didn't trust enough to have a clean home.

"Well something smells delicious. Doesn't it grandpa?" Donavan asked his grandfather.

"It sure does."

Walking into the kitchen with her mother close behind her, she checked on the turkey and the chicken and realized they were both done, but Glenda didn't think so. Grabbing a fork, she poked at the turkey and exclaimed. "It ain't cooked! Raymond your daughter is trying to feed us rubber food!"

"Mama! My turkey is fine, now please get out of my kitchen and go sit down. Donavan come help me put these dishes out." Mercedes had prepared everything from baked mac and cheese to mash potatoes to potato salad to candied yams. Since her sisters had come into town with their respective families, Mercedes knew she needed to cook a lot and she also knew not all those people would be able to fit in her home, so she had arranged for them to all stay at the Marriot for the remainder of the holiday. She was also expecting Tina and Artie and their 3 sons plus Kurt and Blaine had flown in, Santana had gone to California with Sugar to spend the holidays with her family. Once Artie, Tina, Blaine and Kurt had arrived the dinner was ready. She had just taken out the chicken when she heard the doorbell. Knowing that everyone who she invited was already there she wondered who it could be. Walking to her door she opened it and the last thing she expected to see was Sam.

"Hey, Ms. Jones." Sam said while looking down at the ground. He looked damn good in his white Henley shirt that he had adorned with a grey cardigan and his leather jacket, his dark blue jeans hugged him tight and it made his ass look amazing.

"Hey…Sam…Um…"

"Donavan invited me."

"Oh, well… please come on it and I'll set a place for you." Mercedes turned and walked into the large Dining room with Sam close behind her. Shavon was the first one to notice Sam and her eyes light up like Christmas lights.

"Hey bug! Who's your friend?" Shavon asked Mercedes that earned her a side eye from Maura and Shavon's husband, Larry.

"Everyone this is Sam, he's Donavan's best friend, he's going to be spending the holiday with us. Please Sam, sit anywhere you please," and by chance the only seat available was right next to Mercedes 'figures' she thought to herself. It was going to be a long day.

Dr. Jones blessed the food and everyone began to dig in. it was a beautiful meal that was filled with much laughter and enjoyment but of course, nothing is ever right in Mercedes life.

"So bug, what did you do this past summer? I feel like I haven't spoken to you or seen you in months." Shavon began.

Side eyeing her sister, Mercedes said "Shavon, you were here 4 weeks ago, so you and I have seen each other and I didn't do much this past summer. I traveled a little bit. Talked to some movie execs about an upcoming romantic comedy, but like I said I didn't do much."

"Hmmm. I mean like I said, it seemed like you were awfully busy since you were barely home or barely picking up your phone. One might think you had a man or something." Shavon said while taking a bite from her meal. Hearing that her middle daughter might actually have a man sparked interest in Glenda.

"Mercy baby, you got a man? Girl, why didn't you call me? Who is he? How old is he? What does he do? Does he live in Lima?" Glenda asked in one breath.

"Glenda, relax alright. Let the girl be for the love of god. If she got a man she got a man."

"Yeah mom… I've been wondering the same thing… Do you have a special someone in your life that you're keeping from us?"

Mercedes looks around at all the curious eyes and began to get nervous. Damn that bitch Shavon! Why couldn't she leave it well enough alone? Is it possible that she knew about her and Sam? But how would she?

"Why the sudden interest in my life? The last time I checked I'm a grown ass woman and I don't have to answer to anybody but if you must know, no I don't have a man." Well it wasn't exactly a lie. She and Sam weren't together. She felt his eyes burning a hole on the side face and it pained her to deny him but this wasn't the setting to admit her feelings.

"I mean I'm only asking because the last time I was here, you came home crying your eyes out. Now I may be an old married woman but you wouldn't have come home that upset if it weren't for a guy."

"Well I told you I went out with Tina so what makes you think that I didn't have a fall out with Tina?"

"Well Tina is sitting right there eating your food so obviously it wasn't her." So what are you hiding bug? Come on! We're family and family share secrets."

"I'm not hiding anything! Yes! I was in a short term relationship with someone and it ended and I'm still hurting! You happy Shavon? Thank you for ruining my dinner!" Mercedes slammed her napkin on the table and stormed off.

"Shavon what the hell was that?" Larry asked his wife.

"What? It was just a question. I didn't know she was going to react like that"

"Come off it Shavon. You provoked her. You wanted her to flip out like that so don't come off as miss innocent" Maura said while shaking her head at Shavon.

"I don't know what you are talking about! I didn't do anything wrong! She's the one feeling guilty for hiding shit from us!"

"Shavon – you were out of line and you know it" Dr. Jones shook his head at his eldest daughter. Raymond wasn't blind to the jealousy Shavon had for her sister. They had been bitter rivals their entire lives but it seemed to skyrocket when Mercedes married Shane.

"Excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom." Sam said while getting up from the dinner table.

Sam walked into Mercedes bedroom calling her name but she didn't answer. He was about to walk out when heard sniffling in the bathroom. Making his way to the bathroom he pushed the door open and saw her crying.

"Babe? Are you alright?" Sam asked Mercedes as she sat on the edge of the bathtub, wiping her eyes.

"Get out of here Sam. I'm fine."

"No you're not. You're upset and I hate it when you're upset," he reached out and touched her cheek but she pushed his hand away.

"Sam don't ok? Just don't." She got up from the bathtub and walked into her bedroom with Sam close on her heels. He wrapped his arms around her waist and turned her towards him.

"Mercy, look at me. Please just look at me," she turned her big brown doe eyes at him that were fresh with tears and he leaned down and gave her a small kiss on her lips.

"Sam… please…" She broke the hold and walked to the other side of her large bedroom.

"Damn it, Mercy! You can't keep pushing me away! I love you! And this is killing me and I know it's killing you. Why can't we just be together? Why can't we just love each other?"

"You know why, Sam."

"Who cares what those people think? They don't have what we have and they never will. I know you and I didn't get together with you under normal circumstances but I don't care about any of that. I want to be with you, Mercedes. I want you to be with me so bad. I want to marry you and I want to have a family with you. I can't live on this earth knowing you aren't with me. I think we can make this work. If you're so worried about what's going to happen then let me paint you a picture. If this gets out then you know there is going to be some media coverage because I'm friends with Donavan and I'm 19, people will ask questions and you will avoid them while Santana tries to do damage control. After a while the story will fade and then people will forget. This isn't quite the crisis situation that you imagine. Yeah, Donavan will be pissed for a while but Donavan loves you and he will eventually deal with it because he knows nothing will tear us apart. There is no one in this world that I want to be with Mercedes, you're it for me. I need to hear you say it. Do you love me?" Sam asked while walking to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, and pulling her close but she refused to look at him.

"Sam…"

"You two should really be more careful."

Dum Dum Dum! Ok that was dumb lol. yay or nay? tell me what you guys thought. did you like it? did you hate it?

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