The blond haired, green eyed boy (glee/sam evans fanfic)

Chapter 9

Destiny's pov:

I didn't realized till after Sam left that I got a ride to school with him, so I decide to chase Blaine down as he's getting in his car.

"Can I please have a ride?" I ask as I approach Blaine.

"Yeah sure." He says while we both get into his car. "Is everything with you and Sam all good?" He asks as he starts his car.

"Oh yeah! He just has to finish a history project" I say the last part in a lower voice with my head down.

"Oh, so who is this 'so called history partner?" He says in a sarcastic voice.

"Tiffany Blake" I say with a discussed tone.

"Oh I see.. Ya know Destiny you are a lot more beautiful than her and you probably have a better personality." Blaine says placing his hand on my knee. The feel of his hand is almost foreign. He has soft smaller hands while Sam has much bigger rougher hands.

"Blaine you don't understand. She has a British accent and she's a twig like cheerleader and what if he prefers her over me! And her nose is like perfect! And besides what do you know, you're gay" I didn't even notice my voice cracking as I'm on the verge of tears.

"Hey. I might be gay but I know true beauty. And you are 100% non fake, all natural beauty for sure. And how do you know Sam likes twig like girls? Sure he dated Quinn, Santana, and Brittany, but he also dated Mercedes. I don't think there is anything to worry about." Blaine says pulling into his parents driveway. I almost forgot how close we live to school.

"Common I'll make you some hot chocolate and we can watch a movie from my endless movie collection, your choice." Blaine says as we get out of the car and into the house. I quickly change into black leggings and a big baggy grey sweatshirt and goes down to my mid thigh with extra long sleeves. I tie my hair back in a low, loose pony tail and head down stairs where Blaine is already in his flannel green/grey pajama pants and a black t-shirt where is making hot chocolate for the both of us. I head over to the four cabinets in the living room by the tv filled with movies. All the movies are in alphabetical order because Blaine likes everything perfect and in order. I head over to the second cabinet labeled H-N and pick out one of my favorite movies, Hairspray. I pop it into the DVD player and sit down on the couch as Blaine comes in with two mugs in his hands.

"So Hairspray?" Blaine says before taking a sip of his hot chocolate.

"Yeah. I love that movie. It's just so cute and it's about being yourself and that not always the pretty girl gets the guy and it's also about freedom." I say.

"I know what it's about Destiny" Blaine says chuckling.

"I know I was just saying why I like it." I say sticking my tongue out at Blaine.

"So you didn't choose this movie because you believe that Sam is Link, Tiffany is Amber, and you are Tracy?" Blaine says arching his eyebrow.

"No! I just like the movie, Mr. I Like to Jump to Conclusions!" I say sticking my tongue out once more causing Blaine to laugh along with me. Secretly I do hope that she isn't all over Sam.

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Sam's pov:

I pull up to a big white house with large white pillars it the front resembling the White House. Wow these people must be really rich considering their house and living in the rich neighborhood of Lima. I walk up to the giant two door entrance and ring the doorbell. I hear the fancy bell echo through the house. About eight seconds later Tiffany answers and she's still in the Cheerios uniform. She's about 5'5 and hazel eyes almost like Destiny's but hers are dull and Destiny's look just more lively. Her hair is still pulled back in her pony tail and he smile is almost perfect. She's beautiful, no doubt about it.

"Hi Sam, come in" she says in her thick British accent. I enter and the whole house is spotless. There's statutes everywhere and a grand staircase almost like the movies.

"Would you like some water or a snack?" She asks as I follow her into a large room with a light wood large table and a very fancy carpet.

"No thanks" I say glancing around at all the portraits of family with their names in script and fancy paintings that cover most of the walls.

I start out doing research while Tiffany decorates the poster board.

"So I was thinking maybe we should-" I am cut off by Tiffany,

"You have the prettiest eyes and sexy lips" Tiffany says scooting her chair closet to mine,

"Thanks, but I have a girlfriend." I say firmly looking back at the computer screen.

"Who would that be?" She says taking my face in her hands and moving it so I'm forced to be face to face with her.

"Destiny"

"Oh that really short hippy chick. I can treat you so much better you know. I can give you all you want. She's not worth it. You seem like the guy who wants to get past first base and she's making you stay, I can get you there" she slurs stroking my face.

"No I can't. I love Destiny" I say moving away but she keeps me in her grip.

"Sam, you're so naïve. You don't love her, you just think you love her." She says pulling my face so close were about an inch apart.
"I know you want me Sam, and you can have me."

"No I don't! I have to go, finish this project on your own" I release from her grip, grab my backpack, and walk out the door.

"You'll regret this!" I hear her yell as I walk out the door and walk to my car.

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The Next Day

Destiny's pov:

*hey Destiny, I need to talk to you. Meet me in the nearest bathroom after class. It's important. ~ Tiffany*

Was the note passed to me during class. Why would Tiffany want to talk to me? At the bell I pack up my things while everyone else goes to lunch. I walk into the bathroom to find Tiffany leaning on the side of the sink.

"Thank goodness you came! I couldn't wait I felt so bad!" Tiffany was hurrying along with her words.

"Calm down, what's the problem?" I ask looking into her eyes that are identical to mine.

"I don't know how to put this I really don't.." Tiffany said obviously stalling, this must be bad. "Sam tired hooking up with me last night" she says with her head down. I can't believe this, she has to be lying, right?

"I don't think Sam is the type of person to do that though"

"He did all he wanted to do was kiss me and have sex with me. He also said that since he could get past first base with you that he would want to with me. It was so irresponsible and flat out gross. Who does he think he is using me like that" Tiffany says with disbelief in her eyes. This is too awful to even hear. I knew he would prefer her over me. I knew it.

"I knew it. I thought he would have more respect. This is heartbreaking" I say collapsing to the floor letting out loud sobs.

"It's okay, it will be okay." Tiffany says coming to my side and rubbing my back as I continue crying, "i wanted to tell you upfront so you wouldn't have to find out the hard way" she says looking at me.

"Thank you" i say trying to smile but it hurts too much. "He use to be a stripper, I shouldn't of been so stupid." I said burying my face in my hands.

"He's no good sweat heart. You deserve better" Tiffany says patting me on the back before getting up off the bathroom floor, giving me a hand. I never suspected a beautiful skinny cheerio to be this comforting to me after my boyfriend went after her. God, how am I going to confront Sam? My mind can't think straight, just too many mixed emotions at the moment.

"How am I even going to confront him?" I say as my voice cracks in all different ways from the endless pain and crying.

"Be straight forward and end it. Of course he's going to fight to keep you but you have to lay down the law and tell him it's over no matter how much it hurts." Tiffany says before handing me a piece of toilet paper that I wipe my eyes with.

"Thank you so much Tiffany for telling me this and giving me emotional support, it's really kind of you." I say giving her my best smile even though I just end up looking like a screwed up joker.

"No problem, now I better get to lunch before anyone worries, wanna come with?" Tiffany says with a kind smile and eyes.

"No I'll stay here and let everything kinda soak in. Plus I probably look like a wreck" I say letting out a fake laugh and smile also contributing to my disturbed joker look.

"Okay suit yourself. later." Tiffany says as she slightly waves walking out of the bathroom. How am I going to break up with Sam? Why did he do this to me? Why me, was I just part of this stupid scam? Does he going around trying to have sex with girls? I bet someone would of told me though if he did in the past. Just it's too heartbreaking to even think about. What if Lima wasn't for me and I'll just be made fun of like in Montana. Nothing's changed almost. Not even my first month in Lima and I've been basically cheated on. Why did I pour my heart and dedicate myself to a guy so fast? Why was I such a dumbass? After all these intense thoughts running through my mind I am left to find myself curled up in a bathroom stall crying for almost an hour trying to find words I may say to Sam.

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