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So this is the end of the line! Lord, this is actually the first multi-chapter I've finished so far (well, ok, that's because it's only a three-shot, but still lol) I'm thinking of doing a one-shot sequel for this, set in the future maybe, I dunno. If you've got any ideas, let me know!

Ok, here we have it! Please enjoy the last chapter on Accidents Happen.

When Kurt got home the next morning, he went up to Finn's bedroom to see if he was awake, and was surprised to find him laying on the floor, staring up at the ceiling.

"Finn? Are you alright?"

Said boy turned to his brother, eyes black and bloodshot, as though he hadn't slept at all that night.

"Finn, what is it? What happened?" Kurt crouched down next to him, panic bubbling in his stomach. He had never seen Finn like this.

"Sam," he croaked. This only made Kurt panic more.

"What about him? Did something happen to him? Is he hurt?"

Finn shook his head, and Kurt breathed a sigh of relief. "So what is it?" He looked around the room and saw Sam's school bag and the clothes he had been wearing the day before. "Why is Sam's stuff still here?"

"He ran off without taking it," Finn answered simply, sitting up and leaning back against the bed. Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Why did he run off?"

"I freaked out."

Kurt sighed impatiently, wondering how many more questions he would have to ask before a full answer was finally formed.

"Why?"

"He kissed me."

Kurt froze in shock. Did I just hear right?

"He kissed you?"

Finn nodded and proceeded to tell Kurt what had happened in the early hours of that morning. The whole time, his face remained blank, and his voice void of all emotion.

"And then he just ran out," he concluded. Kurt took a deep breath. He wasn't sure what to make of what Finn had just told him. I knew Sam wasn't totally straight he thought.

"So... you kind of seem... a little more... upset... than one would usually be in this... situation," Kurt said carefully.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it's almost like..." He sighed. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were... confused," he admitted.

"What if I am?"

"What?"

"Confused."

Kurt just stared blankly at his brother. He wasn't serious, was he?

"Finn.. are..."

"I've been confused for a while now. Back when you liked me? It's the reason I was so freaked out. I was confused, and I didn't want to admit that I might..."

Kurt shook his head, trying to wrap his head around what Finn was telling him. "Admit that you might..?" he coaxed.

"Might be..."

"Finn, you have to say it," Kurt urged.

"Bi! I didn't want to admit that maybe I might like guys too!" Finn yelled. Tears began spilling down his cheeks and he buried his face in Kurt's shoulder. Kurt wrapped his arms around him comfortingly.

"Finn, it's ok. It's ok if your bi. It's ok if you like Sam. Nobody that matters is going to hold it against you."

"It's not that, it's just... I've never been sure. Because I've never liked a guy! Then Sam and I started being friends, and I felt things, and... it was weird! Cos he's a guy but... I still felt it." He took a shuddering breath. "And... when he kissed me... I finally admitted it to myself. And it freaked me out."

Kurt nodded. He could understand why Finn was freaking out; he'd spent most of his life thinking he was straight after all.

"Does... does it bother you?" he asked gently. "Liking another guy?"

Finn looked up at him, and Kurt could tell that he hadn't thought about that yet. After a long pause, Finn finally shook his head.

"No. It doesn't," he said decidedly. Kurt smiled at him.

"So what now?" he asked. Finn looked around the room at Sam's stuff and shrugged. "You have to talk to him about this you know."

"What if... what if kissing me was a mistake? What if he doesn't even like me?"

"If something's worth having, it's worth risking your feelings for," Kurt said. Finn nodded, taking a deep breath.

"I... I can do this. I can do this... right?"

Kurt squeezed his hand reassuringly. "I have faith in you."

Apparently, you can't cry more than forty tears at a time, but Sam knew this was a lie, because in the hours that followed after he ran from Finn, the tears wouldn't stop.

Best case scenario; he and Finn talk it out, Sam pegs the kiss down to a crazy moment, they awkwardly laugh it off, and carry on like nothing had happened.

Sam seriously doubted that this would be the case.

Worst case scenario; Finn completely flips, tells the whole school, and recruits the football team to help kick his ass for the rest of his high school life.

But Finn wasn't like that.

Whatever happened, Sam was certain that there was no way to salvage their friendship.

I'm such an idiot! he shouted in his head. I've ruined everything!

Finn took a deep breath as he stood on Sam's doorstep. He raised his arm to knock, but hesitated. What do I say to him? What if he doesn't want to talk to me? What the hell am I going to do?

He didn't have any more time to panic, because the door suddenly opened to reveal Sam's smiling mother.

"Finn! It's nice to see you sweetie! How are you?"

Well, she obviously has no idea what's going on.

"I'm good Mrs Evans. Erm... Sam left his school bag at my place," he mumbled, holding said item up. Mrs Evans rolled her eyes.

"The silly thing. Oh, by the way, were the test results ok?"

Finn raised an eyebrow. "Sorry?"

"Oh, when I got in from work at nine thirty and Sam was already at home, I thought it was odd. I asked him and he said that you had to go to the doctors to pick up your results from a blood test?"

Ah, so that was the excuse. "Oh yeah, they're totally fine thanks."

"Oh good. Well, Sammy's up in his room." She stepped aside to let Finn pass.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

Finn climbed the stairs slowly, still unsure of what he was going to say. Maybe I'll just wait and see how he reacts.

He stopped outside Sam's room, taking a deep breath before knocking.

"Come in."

Finn opened the door and stepped into the room. Sam looked up and froze.

"F-Finn?"

"Hey."

Sam looked like he wanted to throw up, which was exactly how Finn felt.

"Why are you... what are you doing here?" he asked, voice cracking.

"I, erm... you left your stuff at my house." He put the school bag on the floor. "Your clothes and shoes are in there too."

"Erm... thanks, I... I guess," Sam mumbled. He picked up a carrier bag and walked over to Finn. "These are your pyjamas."

Finn took the bag from him, their fingertips brushing as he did. Sam's breath caught in his throat and he jerked his hand back.

"Erm... thanks."

He's pretending it never happened Sam thought. Maybe it was better that way?

"Well... I guess I'll see you at school on Monday?" he smiled weakly.

"Yeah," Finn nodded. He turned to leave, but stopped himself. No. I can't run away from this!

"Sam? Can we talk?"

Sam swallowed hard, looking at the walls, the ceiling; anywhere but at Finn. "Okay," he finally nodded. He sat down on his bed. Finn hesitated before sitting next to him.

"Why did you kiss me?" he asked. No use beating around the bush.

Sam let out a shaky breath. Might as well tell the truth. There was no point in lying now.

"I... I like you," he whispered. Finn blinked, surprised.

"You do?"

"Why else would I kiss you?"

Finn shrugged. "I thought maybe it was a crazy moment."

"Well, it wasn't! I just... I'm so sorry!" Sam choked. He let his head fall in his hand as he began to cry. Fin bit his lip. He'd never been very good with crying people.

"Look, dude, don't... don't cry."

"You probably hate me!"

"No! No, I don't hate you! I could never hate you Sam!"

Said boy looked up, confusion plain on his face. "But I..."

But he didn't get to finish, because Finn suddenly leaned in and pressed their lips together. Sam pulled away, shocked.

"W-what are you doing?"

"I-I was..."

"Don't make fun of me!" Sam yelled.

"I'm not making fun of you!"

"Then why did you kiss me?"

"Because I..." He took a deep breath, remembering what Kurt had told him before he left; Courage. "Because I like you too."

Sam stared at him in disbelief. "But you... you're not gay."

"I'm not sure what I am," Finn admitted. "But I do know that I like you."

Sam shook his head. "I'm dreaming. There's no way this is happening."

"Dude, that was cheesy."

"It was, wasn't it?" They both laughed before turning to each other. Sam bit his lip, and Finn found himself staring at those lips with a distinct longing.

"Can I... can I kiss you?" he asked. Sam nodded awkwardly. Finn leaned in closer until they were so close he could feel Sams breath on his lips. He hesitated briefly before bringing their lips together.

It wasn't like the first kiss, where Finn was too shocked even to move, or the second one, where their lips were together for a second before Sam pulled away.

This was hesitant and surprisingly gentle. Finn lifted his hand to Sam's cheek, gently pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss. Their lips moved together as if they were made to. Finn didn't understand why everyone was always making fun of Sam's mouth, because that mouth was an amazing kisser.

They eventually pulled apart, Sam's cheeks tinted with a light blush. He laughed breathlessly.

"Kurt's gonna be so happy," he teased. Finn laughed.

"Probably," he said, before leaning in to capture Sam's lips once more.

A few hours later, the two boys were laying on Sam's bed, just talking. Finn was idly playing with a strand of Sam's hair. The boy chuckled softly.

"What is it?" Finn asked.

"Nothing. This... this is nice," he admitted. Finn smiled, planting a quick kiss on his lips.

"Yeah, it is. Hey, you remember what you said to me yesterday?" he suddenly asked.

"What did I say?"

"You know, it was something like 'gar ya lewder'."

Sam laughed. "You mean 'nga yawne lu oer'?"

"Yeah, that."

"What about it?"

"You going to tell me what it means?"

Sam blushed, looking away.

"It means... I love you."

Finn tilted his chin up to make him look at him. "Do you?"

"Y-yeah."

Finn smiled, leaning in and kissing Sam for what had to have been the thousandth time already.

"How did this happen?" he asked, chuckling. Sam smiled back at him.

"Well, you know what they say. Accidents happen."

AND THAT'S A WRAP!

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