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Chapter 7: Breakup? by Yinx1

Sam ran cold water over himself in the boys locker room. Mercedes had gotten him so hot and bothered he wondered if he would ever be normal again. Not even his image of Coach Beiste worked. He needed something else to calm himself down or else every time Mercedes would touch him will send him straight for a cold shower. "Okay Sam, think of anything else," he told himself and after a few minutes he was able to get out of the shower.

Mercedes hadn't seen Sam since the girls act which was two periods ago. She walked to lunch and was in line for her meal when she saw him sitting alone at a table near a window. She paid for her food and walked up to where he sat.

"Can I sit down," Mercedes asked quietly.

Sam nodded avoiding her eyes.

The two ate in an awkward silence.

"Are you angry at me, Sam"? Mercedes

"No."

"Then you wanna tell me what's wrong, maybe I can help"? She reached out and touched his hand.

The moment she touched him, Sam could feel his face get hot and his pants grow tight again. "Damnit, Sam, she not a piece of meat" he thought. He tried to think of other things as he squeezed her hand gently, but it didn't work. He let her hand go breathing hard. Sam looked up from his food; he smiled sadly at her. She looked worried and scared at the same time.

"Sam?" She asked again.

"I need to go, Mercedes," he said rushing away from the table. He wanted to say what was going on but he didn't want to scare her away. He looked back as he exited the lunchroom Mercedes was starring, back at him sadly. "Cold shower number two here I come," he sighed.

Mercedes turned around in her seat thinking to herself "What had she done wrong... maybe it was, as she thought at the beginning of their relationship, only supposed to be for a season." She for one didn't want to be hurt again like after Kurt and slightly after Puck. She never wanted to feel that way again. She pick up her phone and texted.

Mercedes: We need to talk.

Sam had just finished getting dressed when his phone buzzed. He bit his lip hard as Mercedes' text made his heart drop. "We need to talk" is never a good sign.

The couple didn't call each other that night but Mercedes did wish him a good night by text. The next day Sam was waiting by Mercedes locker when she got to school.

"Hi," she whispered.

"Hiya back," he sighed softly he watched her close her eyes and say

"Sam, just hurry up and break up with me so I can get on with my life," she whispered eyes still closed. She felt a tear on her cheek followed by a soft kiss where the tear used to be. "Don't toy with me, Sam, please end this already."

"I'm not going to breakup with you, Mercedes, I told you that already," Sam said turning her face to face his.

"Then what's wrong with you?" she asked again.

Sam ran his hand through his hair. "When you gave me that um lap dance yesterday…" Mercedes felt her face getting hot. "I got overly…err…um…overly excited," Sam whispered looking at her hoping she would know what he was talking about without him saying it.

Mercedes looked at him confused then understanding what he said she blushed. Sam gave a nervous chuckle.

"Sam, is that what you were worried about," she laughed.

"Yeah," he said sheepishly.

Mercedes playfully hit him in the arm. "Oh my God, Sam," she giggled kissing his cheek. "It is a normal bodily function".

Sam sighed gratefully, "Yeah stupid, huh?"

"No, not stupid, a little sweet, and quite flattering," she blushed again turning back to her locker.

Sam turned her face and kissed her deeply as to thank her for not calling his stupidness out.

"Thank you for putting up me," he said brushing her lips with his.

Mercedes giggled against them "No problem, I think it's cute."

Sam smiled and kissed her again.

"Do you see what I see, Mike," Tina said pointing at Sam and Mercedes kissing at the lockers a little way down.

Mike looked where Tina was pointing and saw the couple locking lips without a care in the world.

"Wow, it looks like he's going to swallow her face." Mike said studying them.

Tina laughed. "They are very cute together."

Mercedes was the one to break the kiss leaving Sam making fish lips where hers once was.

"Sam!" her harsh whisper pulled him out of the make out trance.

"What?" He said a little dazed.

"We are at school, Sam, and I think Tina and Mike saw us making out," she nodded over his right shoulder. Sam turned slightly seeing Mike and Tina starring at them. He swore under his breath.

"You know this is your fault, Cede," he said turning back to face her, his light green eyes flashed mischievously.

"Mine. How do you figure that one, Sam." She stepped casually out of his warm embrace and started loading up her back pack with books from her locker.

"Those sexy lips of yours can't get enough of them." Sam smiled.

Mercedes shoved him playfully. "Let's go to class, Goldie," she laughed.

They took the long way around to class as to not pass Mike and Tina who they could both feel were still watching them.

Mercedes arrive to glee club late some kid had stepped on her yellow padded leather high-tops and she had spent the last five minutes getting the smug off.

"Sorry, I'm late Mr. Sch…" her voice had trailed off. The glee club had left her a seat besides Sam. She cautiously walked up to Lauren and Puck "Puck can I have your seat I need to talk to Kurt about something"

"No can do, Sexy Mama, no assigned seats here, come early if you want to sit with Porcelain." Puck answered waving her away.

Mercedes rolled her eyes and with one look at Sam they both knew what had happened. "Tina told everyone."