It was late, and Sam hadn't moved in the two hours since Kurt had left. She didn't even know where he went, seeing as she was in his house. But Sam wasn't the type to cry. She only sat stiffly on the bed, staring at the wall. Her heart felt numb. Ever since they were kids, Sam and Kurt couldn't bear being in a fight for more than five minutes. It had been two hours, and neither one of them had apologized, nor spoken to each other. A few minutes later, Sam's phone buzzed once. A text. She chose to ignore it. Then it began to pulse, signifying she was getting a phone call. She glanced down at her Droid, seeing the name "Nick" flashing on the screen. She sighed as Kurt's words echoed through her head and she felt a sharp pain in her chest from guilt. She grabbed the phone and decided to answer it.
"Hey…" Sam said, sounding more depressed than she intended.
"Hey Sam. I don't mean to bother you, but…I just wanted to apologize about tonight. I just…I always get this way – I really like a girl, and then I get into this whole stupid mindset that it's totally going to work out, and then she ends up not even liking me and then I end up super embarrassed because I basically harassed her…just like now. And I just wanted to say sorry and you never have to see me again. God, I'm sorry, now I'm rambling and…" Nick paused. "Are you still there? And now she hung up…you're an idiot, Nick, you're an idiot," he scolded himself.
"I'm here," Sam chuckled. "Don't apologize. It should be me apologizing; I acted like a jerk today. I've just been in this weird sad mood lately, and Kurt was trying to cheer me up, but instead I acted like a bitch to everyone and now Kurt's mad at me…"
"Everyone has those days," Nick assured her. "I'm sure Kurt will come around. He doesn't stay mad for long…but I'm sure you know that."
"I do." Sam paused and took a deep breath. "Hey Nick?"
"Yeah?"
"Will you do me a favor?"
"Anything," he said eagerly.
"Will you give me a second chance?"
"Of course, Sam. And…I meant what I said before. I do really like you."
"Good, you're going to need to like me a lot, because I'm unpredictable!" Sam laughed, and so did Nick. "So I'll see you…Friday night?"
"Yes," he quickly agreed, and they said goodbye. Just as Sam hung up the phone, she heard the door open, and saw a very tired, very sheepish Kurt trudge in.
"Oh, Kurt!" Sam exclaimed and ran to him.
"I'm so sorry," they said in unison.
"No, Kurt, I'm the one who should be the most sorry out of all of us. Really, thank you so much for the Warblers song, and the date – I just was too blind and stupid to appreciate it…I…I love you too." The L word was quite rare coming from Sam, and Kurt realized this, wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug.
"Ugh…I'm not a hugger, Kurt," Sam struggled in his grasp, and being stronger than him, wiggled out.
"Geez, why do you have to be so manly?" Kurt snickered as Sam playfully punched him.
"Ouch," he grabbed his arm where she had punched him and sat down on the couch. "Goodnight, Sam," he yawned and pulled the blanket over his shoulders.
"Goodnight, Kurt," she smiled and flipped off the lights.
Thursday morning Sam opened her eyes to find Blaine walking by her bed to the bathroom.
"Oh, hey, Sam!" Blaine greeted her cheerfully and proceeded to the bathroom. She whipped her head to look at Kurt, who was slightly pink in the face.
"Sam, I can explain…"
"Oh, my God, don't tell me you two lost your virginity while I was in the same room! I'm going to throw up."
"No, no! I mean, do you even know me? Of course we didn't. And you really expect that to happen on this tiny couch? He slept on the floor," Kurt gestured to the sleeping bag and pillows laid out on the floor.
"Okay, still awkward for me to wake up to hunky Blaine all up in my business," she scoffed.
Kurt ran and jumped on the bed with Sam. "Aw, hunky Blaine, that's so sweet! BLAINE!" He called out to the bathroom. "Sam thinks you're hunky!"
Blaine walked out of the bathroom and threw a towel at Sam. "Sorry, I'm taken," he chuckled as he sat on the bed as well. Blaine and Kurt exchanged a long kiss.
"Get a room," Sam groaned as she threw one of the throw pillows at their faces and made her exit to the bathroom to shower. When she came out, she was wrapping herself in a towel when Kurt burst in.
"Excuse me, I'm nude," Sam pushed him, offended.
"Excuse me, I'm gay. You think I care if I see a woman's body?" He laughed. "Anyway, you walked away before I could tell you the news! Blaine and I are playing hooky today!"
"And the happy couple honeymoons," Sam said sarcastically with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"You can come if you want!" Kurt bounced into the bedroom as Sam followed him, holding her towel up with one hand and brushing her hair with the other. "OH! You can bring Nick! Blaine, did you know that they're dating now?"
"Shut up! We haven't even been on our first date yet!"
"She's blushing. Look, Blaine, she's blushing!"
"Aww," Blaine crooned.
"Don't encourage him!" Sam poked Blaine with her hairbrush. "Okay, since you goobs won't leave me alone, I'm going to the bathroom to change." She stomped in and slammed the door. She slipped on her underwear and snapped on her bra when she realized she forgot her jeans on the bed. Putting her ear to the door, she called, "Are you guys still in there?" When she received no answer, she walked out and grabbed her pants. Just as she turned around, she heard the door open and shut. "Kurt, really. I know you're gay and all, but can't I have privacy, ever?"
"Oh, my God."
The voice was not Kurt's. She spun around to find Blaine, open mouthed, staring at her. She looked down at her underwear-clad body and Blaine's face flushed red. There was silence for a full minute, neither of them able to look away. Blaine was the first to break the silence.
"Uh…I'm so sorry, wow, um, I forgot my…what did I forget?" He was fumbling and trying to look anywhere but at Sam.
"Yeah, my fault, sorry, I thought no one was here…I'm just going to go now, and put clothing on. Yeah." Sam dashed into the bathroom and shut the door, leaning against the cold door to cool her skin. Kurt saw her like this all the time, and he had never looked at her the way Blaine did. Like he was intrigued, like her body was so mysterious, like his eyes had been opened. She realized her heart was pounding and she quickly pulled on her clothes and made her way upstairs.
"Oh, Sam! Blaine and I decided we would hit up the mall first, go out for lunch, go to the park, then go out for coffee to end the day. The perfect day," Kurt beamed at Blaine, and Blaine sheepishly grinned back at him. Sam avoided looking at Blaine, for there was suddenly an extremely awkward tension between them. "Oh, the invitation is still open if you want it. For you and Nick."
"No…I…you know I love rebelling and all, but I should stay out of trouble for awhile, you know?" Sam said, quickly making up a plausible excuse for why she suddenly couldn't be around Blaine. It was stupid, really. He obviously loved Kurt, and he was obviously into guys. Sam wasn't really sure what her problem was with thinking gay guys were into her, but she put it out of her mind and waved goodbye to Kurt, and he blew a kiss in return.
The next morning, Kurt was throwing up.
Sam casually walked in and leaned on the bathroom doorway. "Hangover? I thought you guys were having a romantic day on the town, not a night of partying hard."
Kurt groaned and collapsed on the tile floor. "No…I think it's food poisoning or something…I just know that I feel like Taylor Swift when Kanye interrupted her…sick to my stomach."
Sam chuckled. "Love you, Kurt. Feel better, okay? Wish me luck on my date tonight!"
"Whoa…you almost sounded like a girl there…" Kurt stared, astonished.
"Shut your trap. It's just a casual date to dinner and the movies…you know. Normal stuff," Sam said as if she were trying to convince herself not to be nervous.
"Good luck, darling. I know you'll look fabulous and he'll LOVE you by the end of the night. I just know it."
"Thanks, bro," Sam patted Kurt on the back and left.
That night, Sam met Nick at Olive Garden, the only semi-nice place to eat dinner in the small town of Lima. She wore a simple dress, nothing too fancy, with black tights and ankle boots. Nick spotted her and stood. He was wearing a white button down shirt and black pants.
"Hmm, you look classy," Sam grinned as Nick pulled out her chair for her.
"Eh, you don't look too bad," Nick shrugged, and they both laughed.
"Nick…really, on a serious note, thanks for giving me a second chance."
"Nick? Sam?" A voice called behind Sam.
"Hey, Blaine!" Nick excitedly jumped up and greeted him.
"Hey, Blaine…" Sam muttered awkwardly.
"Dude, sit down! What's up? You here with the boyfriend?" Nick obviously did not notice the invisible wall between Blaine and Sam.
"Actually, I was supposed to meet Kurt here, but…he didn't show up, and he didn't even call me…" Blaine replied, fretting.
"Oh, Kurt's sick. He didn't tell you? Yeah, I left him at home barfing. It was awful."
"Oh…okay. Well, there goes my Friday night," Blaine started to stand.
"Wait," Sam said and regretted the word as soon as it came out of her mouth. "You can stay…and hang with us."
Nick raised his eyebrows at her.
She mouthed, "I'm sorry" as Blaine slowly sat back down.
"So…" Sam awkwardly began conversation. "The weather's nice."
Thanks to those of you who are sticking with the story. I really do love writing it, and if only you knew all the drama and excitement I have planned... ;) But hey, review! Give me advice! Criticism! I can take it :).
OH BTW. I don't know if you guys were wondering, but Nick is not just some random guy I made up. I looked up the Warblers and made my pick of the one I thought was the best fit for Sam. Here's a pic: ./tumblr_lhulxrwukw1qa1gi0o1_ Isn't he a cutie? :)