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Chapter Eleven

Artie was sitting in his chair observing his friend. Sam was even more out of it than usual ever since that weekend in the cabin. Something must have happened between Blaine and Sam. It was the only explanation for his ditzy blonde friend to be staring into space for so much of his time. He wasn't even doing impressions anymore. It was disturbing to say the least. He just had this weird, dopey, lovestruck expression on his face. To be honest Artie was surprised that Blaine had done the deed that weekend. She seemed like the type to want to lose her virginity in a romantic way, not with your friends all potentially listening. Which, he had to admit, they all were. Well most of them, Marley hadn't wanted anything to do with it. Getting irked by the lack of sensible conversation, or conversation at all, Artie snapped his fingers in front of his friends vacant face. "Sam you're being even more out of it than normal, what's the problem?" He inquired, cocking his head to one side in an expectant way.

"Huh? Nothing." Sam replied, shaking himself out of his trance, looking befuddled as to how he had even ended up in the choir room sitting next to Artie.

"Is this about last weekend? Did you- were you and Blaine, you know?" Making gestures with his hands and hoping that Sam picked up what he meant, Artie could see the cogs practically turning in Sam's mind till the light bulb went off and his eyes widened in shock.

Shaking his head adamantly, the blonde responded quietly so no one else could hear. "We didn't do it dude, but, I don't know, something changed between us..."

Sam lay in the comfortable double bed on his side, facing his gorgeous girlfriend who was asleep, her cupid lips in a small smile and her dark curls fanned around her head. No matter how much he tried though he couldn't sleep. How could he when such a beautiful creature lay beside him? He hadn't even minded that they hadn't had sex. That was how much Blaine meant to him. It was a strange sensation. He had never felt this way about anyone before. Not only did he think she was the most beautiful thing in the entire universe but she was his best friend. She understood him and supported him. Blaine was his rock. Now that he had her, he never wanted to let her go. His heart hammered in his chest when he thought of her, his throat went dry, his knees turned to jelly. It was scary and yet he never wanted these feelings to go away ever again. He was irrevocably in love with her. "Blaine?" He whispered out into the darkness, yearning to see those golden eyes that seemed to penetrate him to his very core. He felt the bed sheets rustle a little as she turned her petite frame towards him, her eyelids fluttering open to reveal Sam's favourite colour in the whole world.

"Yeah Sammy?" She asked sleepily, yawning behind her hand and snuggling into the pillows further, her eyelids already starting to droop back into slumber. Please don't go back to sleep.

"I can't sleep." He whispered out and got a smile in return, her eyes opening once more and she scooted forwards, there foreheads touching.

"Ok. Well, maybe we could talk for a bit."

"About what?" Sam questioned her, his heart buzzing at her close proximity. He could smell Blaine's raspberry shampoo. He loved raspberries, they were now his favourite berry.

Blaine's brow furrowed as a look of great concentration passed over her face and Sam reached out to smooth her forehead again, making her giggle breathlessly. She shook her head, biting her bottom lip playfully. "I don't know..." Sam grinned, laying in silence as he stared into Blaine's golden eyes, filled with mirth. A question suddenly popped into his head. One he didn't know already about his best friend.

"What's your biggest fear Blaine?"

"Waking up a boy again and you not loving me." She immediately replied, her hands whipping up to cover her mouth, her eyes going wide in fear. "Oh my God I can't believe I just said that." She whispered out, the worry evident of her face. Sam turned his head to look at the ceiling thinking about what Blaine had just revealed. There was a part of him that missed Blaine being a boy. They had mucked around more, played computer games and watched superhero movies. They didn't do that any more. If he was completely honest with himself he had to admit that a part of him, a small part had found Blaine attractive when he had been a boy. It wasn't the same as right now, but it had been there. Turning back and looking into those hypnotic eyes once more Sam wondered if Blaine's flesh on the outside really mattered all that much. He liked who Blaine was. The kind, caring, strong person that Blaine essentially was. The one that laughed at all his jokes, whether they were bad or good. The one that always seemed to know when he needed support and was there to give it no questions asked. The fun, goofy Blaine. Sure he loved her boobs as a girl, they were awesome, but it wasn't her body he was attracted to any longer. It was Blaine's soul. Who Blaine was inside. Sam hardly even really noticed whether Blaine was a boy or a girl half the time anymore.

"That's your worst fear? Me not loving you because of your gender?" He finally responded and Blaine nodded her head remorsefully, a few stray tears trickling down her face that he immediately wiped off.

"...Yes. I love you so much Sam. You're everything to me." She choked out and he pulled her into his arms, wrapping himself tightly around her for comfort as she leaned into his body willingly.

"I love you too. I think... I don't even think it would matter if you were a boy or a girl anymore. I think I... I love you for who you are."

"Oh Sammy." Blaine sighed and leaned up, kissing him chastely but romantically. He could feel his heart speeding up as she did so. He didn't think Blaine even realised what she did to him. After the kiss they lay next to each other in the darkness, feeling each others breath tickle their faces as Blaine calmed herself down from her worries. "So what's your biggest fear?" She inquired and Sam's mind drew blank. The only thing that popped into his head was him as an old man sitting alone in a room, all alone with no one to share his life with.

"I don't know. Maybe you getting hurt. Or dying. Or something like that. I haven't thought too much about it. I guess I don't want to be alone." Sam mumbled, frowning at his stupid mind. Why couldn't he be more articulate like Blaine?

"Loneliness is one of the scariest things to deal with Sam. I understand. I'm not going anywhere. Ever." She told him, patting his chest with her hand and smiling sweetly up at him, letting his fears be abated. That was one of the many qualities of Blaine that he loved so much. She could make him fell better, stronger, smarter and with such little ease.

"Cool."

"Maybe we should talk about something nicer. Like what is your biggest dream?" Blaine supplied, trying to lighten the dark mood that had invaded their thoughts. Sam beamed proudly down at her. He knew the answer to this too easily.

"Oh that's easy. Watch you perform on Broadway."

"Your dream is to watch me on Broadway?" Blaine replied incredulously as though she couldn't quite believe her ears.

She looked like she was searching his soul through his eyes to see if it was the truth, making him chuckle. "Yeah. You're wicked talented and I wanna turn to the person sitting next to me in the audience and say that's my girlfriend, or that's my wife, or something." He told her simply, shrugging like it was the most obvious thing in the world to have that dream. He watched avidly as Blaine's puzzled face grew softer and a smile so bright came over it that he felt as though Blaine could raise the sun with it.

"I wanna be a family with you." She told him and Sam felt his heart leap into his throat. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with this girl. To be by her side forever more.

"I want that too. So much. But not yet cause we're still in high school and stuff."

Blaine giggled lowly, her hand covering her mouth to stop the sound from travelling. "Well obviously." She exclaimed. "Do you think you'll be able to sleep now?"

"Yeah. After my good night kiss." Sam told Blaine and she complied more than willingly.

After that night everything between them seemed to change. It was like they had bared their souls to one another. There deepest, darkest secrets and now there was a comfortableness that had never been there before. He could talk to Blaine about anything. The connection Sam felt with her was deep and meaningful. They were each others soul mates so to speak. It hadn't mattered that they hadn't been physically intimate with one another. That would come in time. Sam couldn't be parted from Blaine now. Not ever. They had spent every night since talking, just talking about everything. Insignificant things, important things, how they felt. Everything. Sam found it profound and liberating to allow another human being to know him completely. It felt right somehow. Like Blaine was always supposed to know him this way.

He watched Blaine gracefully getting books out of her locker and smiled widely. It was a history textbook. Sam was the only one who knew that although she pretended to hate history and not understand it, secretly she loved it. He told her not to hide that part of her but she was adamant that it be kept secret. To him it seemed silly, but if that was important to Blaine then he would keep her secret close to his chest.

As if she could feel Sam watching her, Blaine turned and caught his eye, smiling widely as she did so and waving to him. Sam felt the gravitational pull of her soul pulling him to her like a magnet would. It was an unstoppable force now but he relished every second.

Blaine sat rubbing his face in frustration. He disliked maths at the best of time but when it came to trying to cram for an exam it seemed so much worse. He swore it was a form of torture. I mean how many people needed to know algebraic equations for their everyday lives? A very small percentage, that's who. Sighing heavily he went back to reading over the chapter on quadratics. "So I was thinking of throwing a party after our finals are over. What do you think?" Tina announced out of the silence between the two of them who were bent over the library table. Finally, something else to think about.

"That would be awesome. I think we'll need it after the stress of the next two weeks." Blaine breathed out in relief, feeling his shoulders already relaxing at the thought of something to look forward to after the stresses of finals.

Tina smiled broadly, craning over the table to whisper her plans further without the librarian hearing anything. "That's what I thought. So you up for helping me set it up?"

"Sure."

With a little squeal Tina sat back down, picking her pen up with a flourish of renewed vigour. "Awesome. Now lets get through this math stuff."

"Ugh. I hate math so much!"

"Come on Blainey, we can do this." Giving his friend a rueful smile Blaine set about concentrating on his maths once more. Just think, soon you won't have to do this ever again...

Ambling along the mall Blaine looked from window to window absently peering more closely at the occasional thing that caught his eye. He wanted to find something really special to wear for Tina's party. He wanted that whole night to be special. Blaine had decided that that was going to be the night when he and Sam were going to be together. He was going to have sex with Sam. He didn't know what it was but something between them had shifted since their weekend away with the glee clubbers. They seemed completely in tune with one another. It felt right and perfect and Blaine didn't want to hold himself back any longer. This was it.

As he passed a shop that was one of Tina's favourites he stopped short. Inside the window was a dress that was perfect. Sam had stated that he thought the gold of Blaine's eyes was the most amazing colour in the whole world and this dress looked just like that colour. It was an off the shoulder dress that plunged in the middle to reveal bosom and clung to the frame of the mannequin without it looking tight. It was perfect. Excitement buzzing through him he raced inside to try the dress on. Sam was going to love it.