Chapter 3: The Beginning of Sam's Self-Revelation
"Hey Sam I have to ask, why did you tackle Rick when he said those mean comments about me supposedly eye-fucking you?" Blaine asked. Sam let out a deep exhale, and then proceeded to answer Blaine. "Well he had no right to say those things about you Blaine, and he was suck a dick to both you and Santana, and then he mentioned Brittany, hehe…I swear if Santana hadn't stopped me and put him in his place then I would have beat him up till he was black and blue in the face. I mean Santana can take care of herself, but to go after Brittany, is downright dirty. Britt is a sweet girl who does nothing wrong to anybody. Well except she has slept with every guy, who is straight." Sam said looking at Blaine, "But she hasn't done anything wrong except that. And then there is you…" "What about me Sam?" Blaine asked.
"Well you don't deserve to be picked on or bullied, I mean I know you were bullied at your old school's Sadie Hawkins Dance, and you have always been out and proud and happy with whom you are. I admire that about you and you are so polite and kind and sweet to everyone around you, even if they don't deserve it. I have actually admired all these things about you Blaine." There was a moment of silence between the two of them where both one spoke, and Blaine was slowly processing all of what he just heard. "He really thinks that much of me? I wonder if maybe Sam…no…no that is just wishful thinking. Blaine you need to remember that Sam is straight, not bi or gay." Blaine reminded himself. While Blaine was thinking all these thoughts he failed to notice Sam staring at him with a caring smile.
"He is so sweet, I wonder if he will ever find true love, he didn't find it with Kurt. Maybe Blaine will find it with someone else…no…I know he will find true love. I will help him to find it if I can, after all that is what a friend is for; to be there for someone when nobody will be there for you…Wait…sweet?...did I really just call Blaine sweet? What the heck is wrong with me? First I think Blaine looks amazing no matter what he wears, then I steal glances at him when I am with friends, now I think he is sweet…HOLY CRAP!...no way…No Way…NO WAY! I like Blaine Anderson; A GUY! No…this isn't right, I'm…I'm not gay I'm straight…right? What should I do now? OH GOD! HE IS LOOKING AT ME! HE'S FUCKING LOOKING AT ME! OH GOD! I THINK I'M STARTING TO BLUSH! UH…..OH SHIT! I THINK I'M STARTING TO GET HARD! CRAP! I AM! WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME?!"
"Hey Sam are you alright? You look like your face is getting red, you might be getting sick. Why don't you take a nap on my bed?" Blaine said. Sam was so confused and unsure of what to do, but the one thing that Sam did know was that he definitely had some kind of feelings for Blaine. But he was so unsure of how to handle them, and he wanted to talk to someone, anyone…"Oh my god I forgot! Santana! She could help me out with this." Sam decided to go to sleep and see if he could catch up with Santana tomorrow.
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