Author's Note: Hi everyone. Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I've been busy with work and school. Bleh. Here's a new chapter. I'm really happy that some of you guys still added this story to your favorites and reviewed. It really means a lot to me. I love you all.

It wasn't over when Sam put a letter on her desk Monday morning. It wasn't over when he sang sad love songs to her in Glee club Tuesday after school. It certainly wasn't over when Sam brought two bouquets of roses and tulips to her house on Wednesday. Wherever she was Sam was two steps away from her with some grand romantic gesture waiting to be seen. In all honesty, she was getting sick of it. The romantic gestures weren't what made her drawn to Sam.

What had finally gotten Mercedes Jones to be with him last summer was when he took her hand at prom when no one else would. What had opened her up to him was the fact that he held her when she cried his arms over how much she didn't want to see Kurt or Rachel at school because she knew she was the third wheel. The final feeling of love was completely mutual when he took her by the hand and told her he loved two weeks before he moved away. Their summer had been so simple and beautiful but now he was going overboard with his serenades and flowers. Mercedes didn't need to wooed. She needed to be accepted and loved.

So when Sam decided to come by her locker with a box of chocolates and roses that was when she had enough.

"Hell to the no." She flatly stated as she slammed her locker and turned to his smiling face.

"What's wrong? Do you not like these?" He said with a frown starting to grow. Annoyance grew in Mercedes chest.

"Does it matter? Does it matter how I feel at all?" She said angrily. Her temper was beginning to rise.

"Of course it does. What's wrong?" Sam said as he put the flowers and chocolate on the floor. Mercedes let out a frustrated sigh and began running her fingers through her hair in frustration; taking it out on her curls.

"Sam, all this is wrong. None of this is real. I want someone who will make me comfortable and loved. I don't want to feel like I'm being courted! This Valentine's Day crap is bullshit and it's March! I don't want flowers or serenades every day. I need long talks in your car. A hug when I'm hurt. The thing I need most of all is space. You're suffocating me. I'm sorry for treating you like this, but it's how I feel. There are so many that I fell in love with you for but none of these is it. I'm independent. I don't need a man throwing all of this at me." Mercedes said. A deep breath escaped her throat as she saw Sam stare at her silence. There seemed to be silence in the hall. Sam kept his eyes on her face with an unreadable expression.

"I'm really sorry. You do deserve space. I just wanted to prove to you that you could trust me again." He said before walking away down the hall. Mercedes had tears stinging her eyes as she watched him walk away. She picked up the flowers and chocolates and stuffed them in the trash. She had enough roses in her room to make a garden anyways.

The rest of the day went by without even a blink from Sam. The silence that she was given was surprising, but relaxing at the same time. Finally she had to time to reflect on how she felt without having gifts thrown in her face. Mercedes did miss Sam though. He had a way of always being there for her when she needed him most. Hopefully after the way she treated him he would still want to be her friend.

Sam stared at the contact in his phone. He was not going to lose her. Not like this. How could he have been so stupid? He already had Mercedes. He just needed to prove to her that he was the guy she always dreamed about. He had to get her back no matter what.

So he left her alone for a full week. It was a long week of silence. He wanted to show her that he could wait for the time they could have with each other. He was done with all of the schemes to get her back. This time he would wait for her to want him. Not only to want him but to need him.

That's why he was so surprised to see her come up to him after Glee rehearsal on Friday.

"Sam, do you want to hang out with me tonight?" Mercedes asked bashfully.

She looked so beautiful in a pale blue, knee length dress with a white empire sash across her waist. Her hair was done in soft curls. She looked breath taking.

Sam cleared his throat.

"Yeah, that sounds like fun. Where do you want to go?" He asked with curiosity coating his voice.

"How about the secret spot we had during the summer? I could meet you there at around nine tonight. Is that okay with you?" She asked with a smile. Sam gave her a grin back and told her that yes, he would meet her there.

The hours passed by slowly as he waited for it to be nine. He had gotten on Facebook and Tumblr. Updated his blog about fifteen times and updated his status a whopping twenty. It was no wonder that his friends were getting annoyed with him. After a few hours of updating, Sam saw that the clock read eight fifty. He put on his letterman's jacket and his red chucks. He slowly crept down the stairs to the front door and slowly walked out of the house.

He walked around the different streets in Lima until he got to the dirt road him and Mercedes would walk to to meet each other during the summer. The road led him to a small creek that showed all the stars surrounding Ohio. There were two dents in the ground where Sam and Mercedes would sit and talk for hours on end. This was the spot where they fell in love. Sam felt the familiar butterflies in his stomach as he saw Mercedes sitting in her usual spot on the ground overlooking the water.

"Hi, Sam." She said as she patted the ground next to her. She was wearing a sweatshirt that came off of her shoulder slightly and boots over her ripped up jeans. Her hair was still in the soft waves that they were in earlier. How crazy was it that he could almost always be mesmerized by her?

"Hey Mercedes. Crazy that we're back here, isn't it?" He said as he sat down next to her. She gave him a hug. He smelt vanilla in her hair. He loved being in her embrace. She made him feel so comfortable.

"It is. I would still come back here after you left. I would just listen to the water and think of you." She admitted to him with a blush rushing to her cheeks. Sam smiled at her.

"I would stare at the stars in Kentucky and wonder if you missed me." He said with a blush turning his cheeks pink. Mercedes let out a small giggle.

"Of course I missed you. I loved you Sam."

"Do you still love me?" He asked with a slight waver of confusion in his voice.

"Hold that thought. Remember how we used to play the questions game out here?"

"The record for us was question two hundred and forty-two. We stayed up all night for that."

"I loved it. Tonight we're only going to play ten questions though. You can save your last question if you want." Mercedes offered. Sam smiled as he remembered all their late nights just talking and listening to the beat of each other's hearts.

"Yeah, that's fine. Do you want to go first?" He asked.

"Sure. Why did you come back to Lima?" She asked as she laid down on the grass.

"To see you. Why did you go out with Shane?" He asked with a sad expression on his face.

"He was there. He came up to me and made me feel better after you were gone. He's a good guy." Mercedes said simply.

"Did you see any other girls while you were gone?"

"No. Do you still listen to country music?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"As much as I hate to admit it, I do. I'm obsessed." Mercedes giggled. She began to snuggle closer to Sam. "Why did you choose me last year?"

"Mercedes, you are beautiful, talented and an amazing person. Why wouldn't I pick you?" Sam asked as he held her.

"Does that count as a question?" Mercedes asked as she laid her head on his chest.

"Yes."

"I don't know. I just feel like I don't compare to anyone else, I guess."

"You're right. You don't compare to them." Sam said. Mercedes smile turned into a confused look as she looked at him. Hurt was detected in her eyes.

"You don't compare because you're better than any other girl out there." Sam said as he kissed her head.

"Thank you, Sam. Why do you say sweet things like that?" She asked.

"Because it makes you smile that gorgeous smile of yours." Sam said with a laugh. Mercedes hit his forearm playfully.

"Do you still love me?" Sam asked as his facial expression turned from playful to serious.

"I never stopped loving you, Sam." Mercedes said quietly. "Do you still love me?"

"Miss Mercedes Jones, I am so in love with you. You're my everything. I don't know what I would do without you." Sam said as he kissed her cheek. Mercedes giggled again.

"I love everything about you, Sam. I just want things to be back like they used to be." She said with a sigh.

"They can. We can make it better than last time."

"I'm afraid that everyone will get into our business."

"I don't care about that. I'll just tell them to leave us alone. It'll work out. We can't keep hiding like this."

"I guess you're right, Sam. Can I just stay here with you tonight? I'm too lazy to move." Mercedes said as she started to close her eyes.

"Of course you can. Goodnight Mercedes."