"Oh! H-Hi!" Kurt stammered, shoving his phone in his pocket. Sam smiled, "Hey!" The two stood awkwardly at the door for a moment. "So um…come in!" Sam held the door open. Kurt stepped in, "Wow, nice house. Where should we study?" Sam laughed, "Oh, thanks! Um… my backpack's in my room…so…" he motioned up the stairs. "Oh!" Kurt said, "O-okay.." he followed Sam.
"This makes no sense," Sam complained as he opened the book, saying the phrase in French wrong. Kurt giggled, "What, this? This stuff is easy!' He grabbed Sam's jaw, "No, say it again, like this." Sam stared into Kurt's eyes and said it slowly, but correctly. Kurt pulled back, "Uh, g-good job." Sam caught Kurt's hand and said quietly, "Your hands are really soft." Kurt whispered, "Thanks, B-Brittany's told me that before…" "Lor menari" Sam muttered. Kurt's breath caught in his throat and looked at him, confused, "What?"
Sam shook his head and looked at Kurt shyly, "Nothing…it's stupid…" Kurt looked at Sam, "Please tell me." Sam glanced at him, "It means you um, have really pretty eyes." "Oh!" Kurt squeaked and batted his eyelashes subconsciously, "You really think so?" Sam nodded. Kurt licked his lips nervously, "Thank y-you." Sam leaned in suddenly and kissed Kurt, who froze, shocked.
Kurt pulled back and stood up quickly, "I-um….I have to go…Finn's probably waiting…I have to pick up stuff...I'm s-sorry, um bye." Sam stood up and frowned, "I-I'm so sorry Kurt! Yeah..you uh..okay, see you at school tomorrow." Kurt ran to his car and drove to Finn's house, panicking.