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I was so surprised by the amount of people that are following this! I genuinely expected one or two at most but I was so pleasantly surprised! Buuut... only one review? I'd love for you to review guys! Tell me what you think and why you like the Sam/Finn pairing!

So please now enjoy chapter 2 of Accidents Happen.

"Damn it! You beat me again!"

Sam laughed, punching the air victoriously. "Yes! I rule at Halo!"

Finn huffed and tossed his controller to the side. "Why are you so good?"

"It's a gift."

It was three months ago that Finn had approached Sam baring the peace flag. And to the surprise of both boys (not to mention the rest of the glee club) the two had quickly become best friends.

"Want to watch a movie?" Finn asked.

"Sure."

Finn searched through his vast DVD collection, trying to find something he and Sam hadn't yet watched together.

"How about... Source Code? I bought it last week."

"Awesome! Can we order Pizza?"

"Sure - hey, get back here!" He chased after Sam as he ran down to the kitchen to grab the phone and the pizza menu.

"You chose the toppings last time!" Sam protested as Finn tried to pry the phone from his hand.

"But you're going to want pineapple! I hate pineapple on pizza!"

"So take the pineapple off dude!"

"But you can still taste it," Finn whined childishly, finally managing to playfully tackle Sam to the floor. Sam looked up at him, slightly breathless, not from the play fighting, but because oh my god Finn was leaning right over him, and had his arms pinned above his head, and ok, time to get his mind off of those thoughts, because Finn was staring down at him with this questioning look that was so adorably Finn.

"Dude, are you ok?" he asked. Sam nodded vigorously.

"Fine. If I agree to no pineapple, will you let me up?"

Finn laughed. "Sure thing." He got up and held his hand out to help Sam to his feet. "By the way, Kurt's staying at Mercedes' tonight, so you want to stay over?"

... Well that was new. Neither had actually stayed over night at the others home before. And Finn just asked so casually? Well, fair enough, to Finn it was no different from having Puck sleep over, but still. To Sam, this was a big deal!

"Erm... I don't have pyjamas or a toothbrush. Or, like, a change of clothes."

Finn shrugged. "You can borrow my stuff. And we have like, twenty spare toothbrushes."

"Twenty?"

"You know Kurt."

Sam swallowed nervously. He had a feeling in the pit of his stomach that told him that this was not a good idea, that he should make an excuse not to stay... but he really wanted to.

And besides, he was just being paranoid. What's the worst that could happen?

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"Say something in that Na'vi language," Finn suddenly asked.

The two boys were lounging on Finn's bed, half watching Inception and half casually conversing.

"Ok. Fyape fko syaw nga-r."

"And what does that mean?"

"What's your name."

"And how would you answer?"

"Well I would answer Oeru syaw fko Sam."

Finn laughed. "I know you think you're stupid, but teaching yourself a whole language from one movie; that takes a really smart person."

Sam turned to face him, a small smile playing on his lips.

"Irayo."

"What does that mean?"

"Thank you."

Finn smiled, nudging Sam playfully in the arm.

"How are things with Quinn?" Sam suddenly asked. "You two have been fighting a lot lately, right?"

Finn sighed. "She doesn't really want to be with me. She just wants to be prom queen and get back on top."

"So why are you still with her?"

Finn chewed thoughtfully on a strawberry twizzler. "I don't know. Maybe I'm hoping that things might get better?"

"Do you love her?"

He didn't know why he'd asked that question, because he really didn't want to know the answer. If he said yes, it would just break his heart. If he said no, he'd probably cling to some false hope that maybe he actually had a chance. And that would break his heart too.

So either way, the outlook was bleak.

"No," Finn answered, shaking his head. "I don't love her."

There it was. The tiny little glimmer of hope. Damn it Sam! Just because he's not in love with Quinn, that doesn't mean he's in love with you!

"Maybe you should break up with her?" he said after a pause.

"Maybe I should." He sat up so that he and Sam were sitting next to each other, leaning on the headboard of the bed. "Dude... I'm sorry. About all the stuff that went down. With Quinn and... everything."

Sam shrugged. "Don't worry about it."

"You should be pissed at me!"

"I was. But we're friends now."

"Yeah. It's kind of weird though, you know? When I asked if you wanted to try being friends, I never thought you'd say yes."

"Of course I would, I've always liked you," Sam said before he could think. Shit! Finn looked at him questioningly.

"You know, you've always seemed like a nice guy," he added hastily.

"Right," Finn chuckled, in that adorably clueless way of his. Sam sighed softly.

"Nga yawne lu oer," he whispered. Finn raised an eyebrow,

"What does that mean?"

Sam smirked slightly. "Not telling."

"No fair!" Finn huffed. "I want to know!"

"Too bad."

Finn tackled him, nearly knocking Sam off of the bed, and the two began another play fight, Finn demanding "tell me!" and Sam laughing "never!"

The two eventually ended up in a similar position that they were in in the kitchen, both of them laughing and shushing each other, because waking Burt up at 2:14am was definitely a bad idea.

"So are you going to tell me what it means?"

"Hmm... nope."

Finn huffed. "Why not?"

"Because I feel like being annoying."

Finn shook his head. "You know, this is the second time we've been in this position today."

"I'm starting to think you enjoy it," Sam teased. They both laughed, but Finn didn't make a move to get up. He just kept staring down at Sam with an unreadable expression on his face. Sam could feel butterflies forming in his stomach from the intensity of that gaze, and before rational thought could stop him, he hooked his free hand around Finn's neck and pulled him down to press their lips together.

For a few moments, Sam forgot everything. All he could think about was the feel of Finn's lips against his own, warm and ever so slightly chapped, and so remarkably Finn.

But then the moment was lost as Finn pulled away, shocked.

"What the hell man?"

Oh God!

Sam pushed Finn off of him. He didn't bother apologizing. He didn't try to explain. He didn't grab any of his things.

He just ran.

He ran right out of Finn's room, out into the hallway, grabbing only his keys. He ran out of the house, barefoot, got into his car and drove. He drove in a daze until he eventually pulled up outside his house.

And then the reality of what had just happened hit him like a ton of bricks.

He turned off the ignition, rested his head on the steering wheel and broke down.

Oh dear...

What will Sam do? How will Finn react? Find out in the next chapter!

What did you think? Drop a review and let me know!

By the way, that's actual Na'vi ^^ Lol. And we will find out what Sam said next chapter! Or if you're really impatient, you could always google it lol XD

Until the next chapter! xxx