Not A Bad Thing To Fall In Love: Part 2

❝ I know people make promises all the time, then they turn right around and break them. when someone cuts your heart open with a knife, and you're bleeding, don't you know that I could be that guy to heal it over time, and I won't stop until you believe it, cause baby you're worth it. ❞

"Mercedes!" Kurt yelled, "The movie is almost on! Come on Cedes… It's Frozen!" Mercedes and Sam looked at each other as they heard Kurt call them over and over. Mercedes didn't know what to say, Sam's lips were still close to her own. "Sam, we need…to go…" her lips said, as her eyes stared into Sam's soft ones. Sam happened to agree, but he didn't move. "Do you want to go?" Sam asked her, his nose nuzzling against her own. Mercedes shook her head, "No…" she whispered to him, "I thought so." Sam said with a smile, before he almost captured her lips into his, right before Kurt knocked on her door.

Sam quickly hid and Mercedes stood there, flustered. "Mercedes what are you doing in here? HELLO? FROZEN!" Kurt exaggerated, pulling her by the arm, out of the room. Mercedes gave Sam a look on the way out, and Sam gave her one, both of them silently saying that they were sorry.

Sam and Mercedes were having a tough time for about two days. They were never alone. Either Blaine was taking Sam everywhere with him, or Kurt and Mercedes were out. It was almost like Kurt and Blaine never spent time together, that was until Sam devised a plan to get them out of the house, so he could have some alone time with Mercedes. "

"Sam what are you doing?" Kurt asked him as he watched Sam stir whatever was in the pot in the kitchen. "I'm making us all some dinner.. roomie." Sam said, plopping in a bunch of ingredients that didn't make any sense. Could Sam cook? The answer was yes. His mom taught him when he was young, But this nice "meal" wasn't about his cooking style, it was his master plan, to getting alone time with his lady love. "You sure you know what you're doing Sam?" Kurt asked, "Cause it looks like you might not know that paprika doesn't go in soup…like any soup?" Kurt said, sitting down at the table, watching him. "It does in this soup. It's a southern recipe. Promise." Sam retorted, tossing lettuce in the soup. Blaine came out, holding his nose. "What is that God awful smell?" He asked, sitting next to his fiance. "Sam's cooking…" Kurt said, his tone dripping with fright. Sam finished and took out two bowls, and poured them each a bowl. "Bon Apetit my gay best friends." Sam said smiling. Kurt and Blaine looked at each other then looked at the food, then each other once more.

"Kurt…" Blaine started.

"Blaine.." Kurt said.

"Want to get out of here… like right now?" Kurt asked and Blaine agreed. They got their coats and then left, holding their noses.

Sam cheered, his plan worked. Now that the wonder twins were out of the house, part two of his plan had commenced. Mercedes was out of the house, hanging out today with Rachel. Sam had about… thirty minutes to get everything together and surprise her. He ran around the house, cleaning and making things smell really good by borrowing whatever Kurt kept in his closet. He took out some spaghetti and sauce, beginning to make something that didn't smell of ass like he did for Kurt and Blaine. Lastly, he took out candles and put them all over the loft. He was now ready for Mercedes to get home. There was a lot of things that happened between them in the past that made it almost impossible for them to be together. Him moving,Shane, Mercedes graduating, Sam deciding to date Brittany. So many obstacles that brought them here, now. Both single, both ready to finally be happy together. If and only if Mercedes was willing too.

Mercedes came inside, yelling out for her bestie, but instead of Kurt she got a hell of a surprise. "Hey Mercedes." Sam said, standing there in a blue button up shirt and black slacks. "I knew if I asked you on a date, you would've said no.. so I decided to bring the date to you." Mercedes smiled, a faint blush staining her cheeks. "Sam Evans… you are…" she started to say, but Sam interrupted her, "Let me guess, I'm crazy?" Sam said, moving towards her slowly. Mercedes took off her coat and shook her head, "I was going to say sweet. But yes you are… crazy." Sam reached for her hand and she grabbed his, and they walked towards the table together.

"Our first date, was a picnic in Lima Park. Do you remember?" Sam asks, as him and Mercedes start eating. "How could I forget. When you first asked me out I was so scared. My thoughts literally were, this white boy can't be serious." Mercedes laughed and it made Sam chuckle. "You know I always found you hot. Ever since prom, the first time we danced, I felt it. I just knew. Mercedes… I knew for awhile now, I had to do a lot of stupid stuff to realize that you're the only girl who actually ever truly cared for me. I want to be with you Mercedes. I want us to give this another try." Mercedes gulped, listening to Sam. She couldn't do this. She can't. She didn't even know what she wanted to do after she left back for LA. They obviously couldn't work long distance, what was she supposed to do? Sam was everything she wanted in a guy. Sam was everything she wanted. But was he worth it? Was it all?

"Sam you're sweet and this was sweet. But I have a career and a life in LA. I can't just up and leave it, and you can't leave your life here. Long distance obviously doesn't work for us, and let's face it, people see me and you together, and they think how do they work? I don't want any of that. I want you to be happy Sam… But it can't be with me… not with me." Mercedes was crying now, her tears stinging in her eyes, she couldn't take it, she got up to walk way but Sam wouldn't let her.

"I won't let you walk away from me anymore Mercedes! Damnit can't you see that I'm trying to fight for us? We are the only thing that makes sense. I won't let you go again." Mercedes pushed him away but Sam stayed his ground. He moved forward and held her waist, looking down into her eyes. "What if we mess up again?" Mercedes asked him, her hands flat on his chest. "Then we'll deal with it. No matter what Mercedes, you're the one for me." Sam leaned down, and Mercedes got on her tippy toes and they share a soft, sweet kiss. Sam picked her up off the ground and Mercedes giggled, wrapping her arms around him. "So do you wanna… maybe.. you know… go into the bedroom?" Sam asked, kissing down towards her neck, Mercedes pulled away and looked down, "Sam… I'm still a virgin.."