A/N Sorry for the delay in this chapter, I had an interview last week and so I was preparing for it. Sorry!

I don't own glee.

Chapter Six

Blaine felt like he was floating on air. Sam loved him, he knew it, he could see it in Sam's eyes as Blaine had sung that song to him. The way his eyes had softened in that loving way. The smile. Blaine was almost giddy in anticipation of seeing Sam again after that amazing event in glee earlier. As soon as he had finished the song the bell had chimed for the next class and Blaine hadn't seen Sam since. He hadn't even seen Sam at lunch as the blonde was working really hard on an art project right now and was skipping lunch in the cafeteria. Blaine, excitement spreading through his body, had gotten more and more unable to concentrate the further through the day he went and now, in his last class, he stood to the side of the gymnasium shuffling from one foot to the other in the hopes that it would all be over soon and he could run to Sam's locker before glee started for its after school session. He hated netball, he was too small to be any good which was why he tried to stay on the sidelines hoping that no one would pay him any attention, so when Bree gave him a disgusted look and started wondering over he groaned internally to himself. Why couldn't she just leave him be?

"Hey, short stuff, why the hell are you looking so happy?" She started, smirking in a knowing way to her two cronies by her side.

Blaine sighed and tucked the stray tendril of curls that had escaped his pony tail behind his ear and smiled in a polite but completely fake way, hoping that this girl would get bored and leave him alone. "Hello Bree."

The smirk was wiped off her coffee coloured face in an instant, a scowl replacing it as she stalked right up to him, using her height to loom over him and try to intimidate him. It wasn't working. Blaine had known far worse, far scarier individuals than Bree. "I told you to stay away from the football team but it doesn't look like you've listened to a word I said. Now, what was it I told Blaine last time?" She turned and looked to the blonde bimbo beside her who giggled in reply.

"That you would make sure she would be going down." Her friend squeaked out in her high pitched whiny voice that grated against Blaine's ears.

"Oh that's right. So I did. Well, Blaine. It just got personal, so you better watch your back."

Blaine rolled his eyes as Bree poked him in the chest with her fingers, trying her best to look terrifying. He was getting tired of all this crap. Like he gave two hoots about the jocks? The only guy he cared about was Sam. Period. "Whatever..." He mumbled out then heard the whistle being blown for the end of the lesson. A huge smile came over Blaine's face in that instant. In a few minutes he was going to see Sam. His Sammy. He rushed over to the locker rooms and straight into the shower to wash the grime that had built up over the day off before going to see the guy he loved. Blaine didn't notice what was going on behind him as he let the cool water pour down over his body...

Sam sat in glee tapping his foot impatiently with worry, his knee bobbing up and down erratically. Blaine had not showed and he was starting to get worried that she was missing. Blaine never bunked off lessons. Ever. Even if they were extra curricular lessons she would still attend. That was just who Blaine was. When Mr Shue ambled into the class with a coffee in his hands and Blaine still hadn't showed Sam's chest gave an almighty squeeze and he could feel the breathlessness kick in. Where in the world was Blaine? Panic started to take over all of Sam's senses, his thoughts entirely on what might have happened to Blaine. The girl he loved.

Mr Shue clapped his hands together and faced the room, a broad smile on his face. "Ok, everyone ready? Where's Blaine?" Mr Shue looked around the room puzzled.

"She was in chem class earlier. Maybe she went home sick?" Tina stated hesitantly, looking as worried as Sam felt. There was no way Blaine had gone home sick without telling at least either himself or Tina. She looked across to him and he shook his head sharply once. Fear started to creep into Tina's eyes as realisation dawned on her. Blaine was somewhere and she must be in trouble. That was the only explanation.

"I'll go look for her." Sam called out, starting to stand and make his way over to the door of the choir room, not once looking back.

"Thanks Sam. Ok guys, while we're waiting has anyone got anything they've been working on?"

Mr Shue's voice drifted down the corridor as Sam strode out. He knew that Blaine had PE last thing before glee and so he made his way over to the locker rooms, not even contemplating the consequences of his actions. He didn't care one jot if the girls didn't want him in the locker room. He was going to find Blaine if it killed him. Opening the creaking door to the girls locker room he stepped in to an empty room. It was like a ghost town in there from what he could see. Even the laundry baskets had been taken to wash. Everything was neat, tidy and in its proper place and there didn't appear to be any sign of anyone.

"Blaine? Blaine, you in here?" Sam walked through all the lockers to make sure, but Blaine was nowhere in sight. He heard the faint sound of a shower head running and walked towards it. Turning the corner he spotted a small figure curled up under the running water, her long curls fanning her body so all Sam could see was her hands and feet, her toes curling and her shoulders shaking, small sobs escaping her throat. "Blaine?" Sam turned the shower head off, bending down in front of the small figure that was Blaine and watched as a face of pure misery looked up into his eyes, tears staining her beautiful face.

"Sammy. They took all my clothes away and my towel." She sobbed out, fresh tears falling down her face. Sam's heart wrenched in his chest and he reached out with his right hand, his thumb brushing away her tears.

"What? Who Blainey?" He asked her gently, winding his arms around her frame to hug her tightly. He felt her small hands grip his shirt in a vice-like grip as she lent into his body.

"B-B-Bree and her cronies."

"Bree? Why the hell would she do that?" Sam inquired completely puzzled at why that bitch of a cheerleader would do this to Blaine. As far as he was aware Blaine didn't have anything to do with Bree, and rightly so.

"Cause she thinks I'm taking all the attention away from her." Blaine told him in a small voice, sounding so vulnerable. At that moment he wished he could do something, anything for Blaine. But what? Then it came to him. It wasn't much, but it would be enough.

"Oh B. I'm so sorry. Come here." Sam shrugged off his shirt and wrapped it around Blaine's tiny frame. "Here you go Bee Bee." Leaning down, Sam kissed he forehead and he looked at her with great affection. When her love filled puppy dog golden eyes looked up into his own he had never felt a love like this before. So deep and unending. Pressing his forehead against Blaine, he heard the small gasp as his lips claimed her own. His heart pounded in his ears as he deepened the kiss, bringing Blaine's uncoiling body flush to his chest. Sam didn't want to be separated from Blaine ever. This had to be the best kiss he had ever had. Full of promise and hope, adventure and passion. Blaine, he found, was a talented kisser. When he parted from her Sam had to take a deep breath to stop his head from spinning wildly. The corners of Blaine's lips curved up into a small smile, her eyes twinkling in hope. Grinning back, he lifted Blaine into his arms with a small squeal, her hands clutching the shirt as closed as she possibly could and Sam smirked in response. He knew that Blaine was hot and he had been right. Her perky breasts were ample and her slim waist made her curvaceousness something Sam wanted to drink in with his eyes forever and ever. Taking her over to one of the benches he gently placed Blaine down, giving her a small peck on her cheek as he did so.

"Wait here, I'll get my PE shorts for you to wear." Looking back he almost chuckled at seeing Blaine's dreamy expression all over her face as she did the buttons up on his shirt which was horrendously big on her. She looked almost like she was wearing a dress, the neck line having slipped off one of her shoulders.

"Best day ever." Sam whispered out feeling triumphant.

Blaine couldn't quite believe what had just happened. Today had been like a roller coater of emotions. But Sam had kissed him. He had kissed him! That meant that Sam must care about him in the very least. It had bent amazing. Like they were the only two people on the entire planet. His heart was still thrumming from the pure excitement of it all. Giggling like a little school girl, which ironically he realised he was right now, he swung his bare legs as he waited for Sam to return. When he did Blaine hastily retrieved the shorts with relish. As he began sliding his legs into the shorts he blushed, realising that Sam's eyes were fixated on his body. Looking down he bit his bottom lip. He was really, really naked under Sam's thin cotton shirt which even done up only just covered his breasts. One side had slid off his shoulder completely, showing even more of his cleavage and these shorts were so baggy that they were definitely going to fall off when he took one step and the shirt only just skimmed over his butt.

"Um Sam? Why exactly are you in the girls locker room anyway?" He asked, trying to get Sam's mind of Blaine's predicament. Sam chuckled and came over, tying the drawstrings of his shorts as tight as they would go till the shorts were hanging loosely off Blaine's hips. Hopefully they would hold out. Blaine lived in hope that he wouldn't have anyone else see him in the altogether. Thankfully Sam had been good enough not to say anything about it but that didn't stop this from being a little awkward. After all Sam had seen him naked.

"I was looking for you."

"Oh, ok..." Blaine shuffled, looking at Sam in his most adorable way possible. Sam's hand slid into his own as the blonde smiled down at him.

"It's glee. Come on let's go." Letting Sam lead him to glee practise Blaine sighed dreamily as he stared up at Sam, completely and utterly besotted. He didn't even think about what Sam had just said to him. He was willing to follow the golden haired boy anywhere. When they walked into glee Blaine realised that maybe he should have been paying more attention. He slid his arm around Sam's and stepped behind him a little to cover himself up more as Artie's eyes went wide and roamed straight down to his chest. Jake smirked and gave Sam a thumbs up. Great, just great. Now they were all going to think something happened between them both. Well it did, but not that. Not that Blaine didn't want that but... Well, he didn't want the gossip right now. Or ever.

"Blaine! Oh my God, what are you wearing?" Tina shrieked, making all of the glee club look at his odd clothing choices more closely. Thank you Tina Cohen Chang. The most subtle person on the entire planet.

"It looks suspiciously like Sam's clothes to me. If I didn't know better I'd say that Blaine and Sam were doing something rather naughty at school." Kitty drawled out, giving them both a wink and going back to her nail filing that she had been intent on completing. Blaine blushed bright fuchsia and mumbled something incoherent to the group. Sam, being Sam just ignored all the comments and looks, making his way over to grab them both a couple of seats. Blaine wished that Sam had taken them home now. Like, really wished it.

"Ok thank you Kitty. Blaine are you alright?" Mr Shue asked in concern, his forehead wrinkling up as he looked at her with worry.

"Bree took all her clothes and her towel, left her with nothing in the locker room." Sam explained. Blaine was grateful, he really didn't want to speak right now. He was surprisingly tired all of a sudden and all the others in the group were being a little wearing. Some more than others.

"Oh Sam, how chivalrous of you to perve over a naked girl in the locker rooms. Really, you're like a white knight in shining armour." Kitty scoffed out, laughing as she raked her eyes over Sam's clothing being on Blaine's body.

"Yeah, wish it had been me." Jake responded as Blaine blushed further.

"I never perved! Honest Mr Shue, it was all innocent! I swear!" Sam held his hands up in a surrender gesture, looking wide eyed and innocent. Yeah right you didn't perve Sammy. I saw you, you loved it.

"Enough guys! Thank you Sam for kindly helping Blaine out but I think I should take you to see Principal Sylvester about this Blaine." Blaine nodded morosely, getting up and receiving a squeeze from Sam's hand. Before he got down the three steps he felt a hand grip his arm tightly.

"I'll be waiting outside for you." Sam explained and Blaine nodded warmly back at him in understanding.

"Kay." Blaine replied before following Mr Shue to Sue Sylvester.

Sam leant against the glass outside the entrance to Principal Sylvester's office door, waiting patiently for Blaine to come out. At seeing the bitch of a cheerleader sauntering towards the office with coach Washington in tow, he scowled at her with hatred in his eyes. How could she do that to his Blainey? He leant the back of his head against the glass listening to the ever increasing voices coming from the office until finally Bree stormed out with rage in her eyes. Sam watched her go with some satisfaction. He was glad that justice seemed to have been served. Feeling a tug on his T shirt, Sam turned to spot a beaming Blaine by his side, sliding her arms around his waist and looking very happy at the outcome of the meeting.

"Bree's been suspended for two weeks. She's going to clean her locker out while she waits for her parents to arrive."

It was a relief to hear that Bree wouldn't be harassing Blaine any longer. "That's awesome. So she won't be harassing you any more then, huh?"

"Hopefully not."

"Good." Sam twisted in Blaine's arms so he could wrap his own arms around the petite girl, bending down to give her a small kiss on her nose, which wrinkled adorably at the touch. "So, um... Maybe we should talk. About us.."

"Yeah. Maybe we should. After this hug." Chuckling Sam nodded, pulling Blaine to his chest. It was a hug that he wished could last a lifetime.