Rory didn't listen to any of his teachers. Throughout all the classes he stared out of the window, deep in thought. Every now and then he looked at his watch, only to realize that he had looked at it only 5 minutes ago. That didn't remain unnoticed.
"Why so nervous, Rory?" Finn asked as the last lesson was almost over. "You look like you are about to explode or something..."
"I'm sure I will!" Rory nodded and widened his eyes. His heart was indeed pounding like a tiny bomb, ready to explode and make him blush as soon as he spots Sam at his locker.
"Any particular reason?" Finn frowned. "A date?" He raised his eyebrows, obviously not knowing that he had hit the nail right on the head.
Rory froze. "Um, what? What makes you think I have a date?" He shifted uncomfortably and shook his head. "No, it's - it's not a date." Sadly he added in his thoughts and hoped that Finn didn't follow up on it. Luckily he didn't because he shrugged, turned away and stared at the front again.
Rory sighed with relief and took a look at his watch – just when the bell rang. He was the first one out of the classroom, immediately making his way to Sam's locker. He wished in vain that Sam would already be standing there, waiting for him. Instead he had to wait himself.
It was horrible. Of course the thought that Sam wouldn't come crossed his mind. Another look at the watch didn't actually help – he was already waiting 15 minutes. Rory could feel a small pain in his chest. He looked down at his feet and began to kick invisible rocks. No doubt Sam had forgotten him...
"I didn't forget you, Rory," Sam said as he walked around the corner in a hurry. "I'm sorry, but I had to talk to my teacher."
Rory didn't mind, absolutely not! "No problem," he said and grinned at Sam, happy that he was finally there. "Wanna go?"
"Sure," Sam answered and smiled. "Lima Bean?"
"What?"
"You wanted to drink coffee!" Sam laughed. "So I figured you wanted to go to the Lima Bean."
"Yeah, of course, Lima Bean," Rory mumbled and opened the door to the parking lot. The sun shone and made some birds sing with delight. Such a beautiful and perfect day!
"It's just around the corner," Sam explained and pointed to his right, his hair even brighter because of the sun. Rory thought that it looks like Sam was wearing gold on his head. (Brittany probably would've said something about leprechauns and a pot of gold.)
Next to each other they walked to Lima Bean only to see that it was overcrowded. "Oh crap, I should've expected that," Rory groaned and slouched his shoulders. Even though he wanted to spend some time with Sam as much as nothing else, he didn't want to wait in line most of the time.
"Change of plan, we don't drink coffee, we just buy ice cream and take a walk," Sam suggested and looked at Rory, waiting for a replie.
That...That's even better!, Rory thought and smiled. "Yeah, that sounds great."
Sam grinned broadly and grabbed Rory's arm as he turned around to walk into the other direction, away from the crowd. "I know a small ice cream parlor, not far away actually, you're going to love their chocolate ice cream!"
Rory couldn't believe it, he felt like he was in a dream. This was just too good to be true! Going to an ice cream parlor is even more romantic than a coffee shop. That was probably not Sam's intention, but anyways, Rory couldn't wait to tell Brittany about it when he comes home.
"Over there." Sam pointed at a small building with chairs and tables in front of it. They crossed the street and Rory smiled. He smiled even more as they walked closer and he was able to see all the different types of ice cream.
"Hello Sam," the woman behind the counter said and smiled at the boys. "Ah, a new face, and a quite pretty one. Who's your friend, Sam?" She winked at Rory and took the ice-cream scoop into her hand. "Rory," Sam said and grinned. Rory could feel that he blushed. Luckily, Sam didn't notice it, but the woman did. "So, the usual, Sam?" she asked and winked at Rory, making him blush even more.
Sam laughed. "Yes please, for each of us," he answered and wiggled his eyebrows as Rory turned his head to look at him. "After eating this ice cream, you're never going to want to eat another ice cream, I promise!"
After a few seconds, the woman handed them two cones. Rory took one and couldn't help but squeal with delight. Chocolate, vanilla, raspberry and something yellowish. It looked absolutely delicious! In fact, it almost made Rory forget that he had to pay, but he remembered and reached down in his pocket.
"I pay, I insist," Sam said simply and handed the woman the money. "Thanks, and enjoy your day, you two sweeties!" she said and again winked at Rory as she noticed how confused he looked. Rory just smiled, raised the hand with the cone as if he was thanking her for it, and then turned around to follow Sam.
"Thank you, Sam, but you really didn't need to-"
"I did, cause I want you to show that we Americans can be friendly, too." Sam smiled, and Rory could swear that this sight was the most beautiful sight in the whole wide world. Right then, he was as happy as never before. And he was eating the most delicious ice cream in the world. His life was simply perfect!
"So, tell me about yourself," Sam said as they were walking down the road.
"What do you want to know?" Rory asked without averting his gaze from the ice cream in his hand.
"Well, I thought the reason you asked me to drink a coffee with you was that you wanted to get to know me better. And it's only fair when I get to know something about you, too," Sam replied, smiling mischievously. "Unless you don't want to talk at all, that's fine with me, I enjoy company without conversations."
Rory laughed and almost choked on his ice cream. "Since I'm not really, you know, accepted here as much as I wish I would be, I try to find the ones who seem friendly."
"Firstly," Sam said with a calm voice and reached out to touch Rory's shoulder to make him stand still, "thank you for thinking that I'm one of the good guys, that's very nice, I like that. And secondly, it really is a shame and insolence that all the douche bags at school treat you like..." He paused and made a meaningful gesture before he went on, "You know, and I'm rather impressed by your courage and your ability to not give up and still see the best in everyone."
Wow. Rory couldn't believe what he had just heard. Sam didn't even was his friend (at that time) and he had only talked with Rory for about 5 minutes. How could he possibly know that much about him? Rory had looked up and looked Sam right into the eyes, seeing something like a shine in them which assured that he meant every word he said.
However, Rory was confused that Sam could see through him. "Are you serious? No one has ever said something similar to this about me before, except for my mom maybe, but...seriously," Rory laughed and totally forgot about the ice cream in his hand and didn't even notice that it already melted in the sun. "How did you know?"
"What do you mean?"
"You-" Rory looked at Sam with a mixture of confusion and astonishment on his face. "How could you tell that I'm so good-hearted?" He cocked his head as he said the last part.
"You always smile," Sam answered and shrugged. "I think I've never really seen you upset, except for that one time when you were having one of those days and missed your family. But even that simply shows what a wonderful person you are."
Rory was speechless. It just HAD to be a dream. To make sure that it was the reality he pinched himself – and it hurt, so it was NOT a dream. Rory's mouth fell open and he nearly dropped his ice cream.
"Now you think I'm really weird, don't you? And you regret asking me to sp-"
"Sam, of course NOT!" Rory clarified and shook his head. "Okay, yeah, I'm slightly confused but I don't think you're weird. In fact it's the opposite." Sam turned around and looked at him, furrowing his brows in surprise. "Thank you for your honesty and candor, I now more than before believe that you belong to the good guys." He laughed and ate the last bit of his cone. Delicious!
"Okay, enough with all these feelings, let's talk about...music!" Sam's eyes immediately started to shine, and Rory noticed that.
"You really love music, huh?"
Sam nodded enthusiastically. "My guitar is always there for me when I need someone, so yes!"
"You can play the guitar?" Rory was stumbling on his words. Sam did just save the first place on his list of his favourite people.
"Yes, I can, quite well I presume," he said and laughed.
"Oh my god, you have to show me!" Rory got overly excited. He had to calm down to not jump up and down like a child.
"How about you visit me and then I can show you some songs? I'm sure that I can teach you some chords if you're interested." Sam didn't need to say anything else. Rory was already thinking about the next best day he could visit him. How about...every day?
"I'd love to, I always wanted to try that!" And that would be an excuse to spend even more time with him.
"Deal!" Sam said and smirked. He tilted his head back and blinked. "Looks like it's starting to rain soon." Rory followed his gaze and noticed the dark clouds rolling up in the sky. "We should probably go back, unless we want to get wet!"
They turned around and quickened their pace just when it began to rain, gently at first, but then quite steadily to the point where they had to look for a shelter. They ran to the nearest entrance of a building and placed themselves under the roof. There was not enough space, so Rory's arm constantly touched Sam's side. It sent shivers down his spine.
"Every single time it's raining I have to think of Ireland," Rory said, deeply in thought and looking around for probably the second most beautiful thing in the world (Sam's smile is the first). After a good while his eyes caught sight of a rainbow. "There he is!" Rory grinned broadly and pointed at the rainbow, directly in front of them.
"Do you know that your voice kinda sounds like christmas?" Sam asked bluntly and looked at him. Rory frowned. "What?" he asked and cocked his head.
Slowly Sam realized what he had just said and groped for the right words. "Don't get me wrong, I love christmas!" That didn't really help actually. "Um, I mean...I suppose you know that amazing and magical feeling you have when you are young and it's finally christmas? All these huge presents, the delicious dinner and all the love in the air!"
Rory laughed. He had to look away to hide his reddening face in the shadow. So, was that what Sam compared with himself? He frowned and slowly turned into Sam's direction, ready to ask a question. But he wasn't able to ask it...
Sam's mobile phone rang and he quickly fumbled it out of his pocket. "My mom," he explained before answering, and made an apologetic gesture. "Yeah?" He raised his eyebrows as he was listening to his mom. Rory turned away and watched the rainbow disappear as the clouds floated away. "Yes, I understand." Sam's voice was low, he was probably annoyed. "Really? I don't-" He was interrupted by his mother and therefore nervously ran his fingers through his hair. "Yea-okay, mom, I got it, I...I'll come as soon as I possibly can, okay? ... Alright, bye." He put his phone back and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I have to go."
A little sigh left Rory's mouth. He hadn't heard a word of what Sam's mother told him, so he didn't know the reason he had to leave, but he admitted that he didn't actually mind. He had an amazing time. "No problem, Sam."
"It's very important. I'm really sorry, Rory, we have to do this again soon!" Sam tried to put on a cheerful smile, but it didn't work. So he tried to find the right words. "That's not supposed to be a lame excuse or something, cause I really enjoyed your company!"
"Likewise," Rory replied with a smile on his face.
"So, see you tomorrow then?" Sam asked as he stepped out of the entrance where they were still standing.
"See you tomorrow," Rory repeated and raised his hand as Sam grinned at him before turning around and leaving.
Rory couldn't help but lean forward and look at Sam before he was out of sight. It was something he was starting to do every time Sam left. He had to make sure if Sam would turn around to look at him for a last time. Come on, Sam, DO it!, Rory prayed and bit his lip.
His heart skipped a beat as Sam actually looked over his shoulder and shot a quick glance into Rory's direction. Then he was out of sight, leaving an extremely happy Rory behind. Before he could go home, he leaned against the wall behind him and closed his eyes. "You know what that means," he whispered to himself and smiled. He likes you!, he added in his mind and could feel the joy expanding in his body.
He couldn't wait to tell Brittany about it. This was by far the best day of his life! But he was sure that the day he will visit Sam and listen to him playing the guitar would be even better.
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