Falling (A Sam Evans Fan Fiction)

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A favourite of mine! There's a few parts I'd take out, but there's one scene that plays rent free in my head, haha. I think you know which one.
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SEASON 5 Ep: 16
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"You wanted to see me Professor?" Haley asked tentatively, as she entered the office.

"Yes, I did." He answered. "Please have a seat Haley."

"Yes sir." She said, sitting down in front of him.

"It's come to my attention that you're taking 5 courses, and it is quite the demanding and heavy workload."

"Yeah, well, it was the requirement, but I can handle it." She assured the professor.

"I know you believe you can, but after some discussion with your other professors, and advisor we believe it's best if you drop a course, to relieve your stress. I don't think you understand the credentials, or requirements here at NYU.

That explanation hit Haley right in the heart. She was a perfectionist, a driven, hard working, determined and ambitious human being. She hated when things weren't in her control.

"Um, but sir, I can handle it. I've handled the 5 courses very well since September, and it's the New Year." Haley protested, laughing nervously. "Don't you think it's a little late to be asking me to drop out?"

"No, Haley I don't. I believe it's best and for your own mental health. Your workload is too heavy."

"I can work harder, professor." She protested.

"I believe it's best to drop out until you can devote your time and energy to this course. In fact if you want to argue, your paper was an D +. Being asked to drop out isn't a big deal Haley. Students are asked from time to time."

"Well." Haley said standing up. "Glad to be fitting right in." She said, before leaving the office quickly, tears threatening to fall.
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Meanwhile, the guys were all gathered in Kurt's apartment watching something, when Artie wheeled in, clearly stressed.

"Guys I can't stand it anymore, I have to tell you guys something." Artie said, as the guys turned to look at him. "I have chlamydia."

"What?" Sam shouted, almost falling off the couch.

"Oh my god!" Blaine said disgusted.
"Yeah. The doctor called me and said I tested positive." Artie said.

"How is that possible?" Kurt asked, incredulously.

"I don't know how!" Artie exclaimed, shaking his head.

"Well do you wear condoms?" Blaine asked, as Artie shook his head no.

"Well that would be how."

Sam being the most irritated approached him.  "Artie are you kidding?!" He yelled.

"The one time I bought them I got nervous because they were locked away in the cabinet and when the pharmacist asked me what kind I liked, I panicked and she gave me these ones which were all greasy and they smelt like bananas! It was like putting on a tiny, banana flavored wetsuit." Artie explained.

"No Artie! There's no excuse! That's completely irresponsible! You have to wear one every time!" Sam scoffed, holding his hands over his crotch.

"Stop yelling, I'm sure he feels bad enough." Blaine sighed.

"No Blaine, this isn't okay!" Sam protested, moving to point a finger right in Artie's face. "Artie needs to be slut-shamed! I'm slut-shaming you Artie!" He yelled running to the bathroom and loading hand sanitizer onto his hands.

"You're lucky you just got chlamydia, you could've gotten something that couldn't be cured." Kurt spoke up loudly, over Sam's continued slut-shaming.