The Model & The Singer

Chapter 21

Sam sat down in the make up the chair as the stylist finished him up. His green eyes stared at the news report on his tablet at the same the flatscreen behind them was reporting on the hot scoop of last night's ESPY awards. Mercedes Jones and Noah Puckerman were sizzling as they walked the red carpet and at several afterparties. He couldn't help but notice that she glowed more than usual. She looked so happy and full of life. Maybe Noah had more of a shot getting back with her after all. He shook his head and tried to focus on the task at hand. Once his mind put the thoughts away, the stylist was done, and he was called to the set. Sam plastered on a smile and began to earn his paycheck modeling for the cameras.

Mercedes woke up late that afternoon as her body still felt the effects of moving from one party to the next. While Noah's manager/agent and his date drank and partied hard, she and Noah remained sober. They spent time reminiscing about their childhood as talk of Christian kept popping in and out. Once they ran out of things to talk about and the last party they went to bored them, Mercedes asked to leave. She thanked her ex and kissed him on the cheek before walking in her home alone.

After checking in on Emma and Tamara, she stripped her clothes off and hopped into the shower, before getting ready for bed. The minute her head hit the pillow, she was deep asleep. And now the sun shone bright, she noticed her phone had sixteen voice messages, twenty texts messages, and eighty missed calls.

Mercedes scrolled through the missed calls, before tackling the messages. She couldn't believe her eyes. Everyone, from Tina to Artie to Unique to Finn, all was texting her that they couldn't believe the news. She then went through her voicemail and it was the same cryptic messages.

 Confused, Mercedes was about to call Unique when Emma knocked on the open bedroom door. "Afternoon, Mercedes." She said as she held a happy, wide awake Tamara. "Afternoon Em. Hi, baby Tamara." She said to them with a smile before frowning in confusion at her phone.

"What's wrong?" Emma asked as they walked in and sat on the bed next to her. "It's these messages." Mercedes stated. "Last night and this morning everyone left messages talking about they can't believe the news. And is it true? And I have no clue what's going on?" Emma glanced at Mercedes' phone before nodding. "Oh, they might be talking about the news of you and Noah." She said.

Mercedes glanced from her phone to Emma and made a face. "What news?" She asked. Emma watched the confusion on Mercedes' face and realized she honestly didn't know what's going on. "Oh, no," Emma replied. "You don't know. It's all over tv, entertainment media and even talks on morning radio." Mercedes felt uneasy as she spoke. "What Em?" She asked.

"That last night went so well for you and Noah, that you two are back together. And did what he's wanted to do since high school. Propose to you. News is at one of the after parties last night, you and Noah got engaged."

Sam was back at home when he was talking to his family as they had him on speakerphone. "Sammy, is it true?" Stacey said. "No way, Stace." Stevie proclaimed. "Mercedes isn't with that guy!" Sam's mother cut in and spoke her opinion. "I really like her, Sam. And I know she likes you." Dwight spoke up and ended everyone's speculations. "Kids, we don't know if this is true. It may just be a rumor. Entertainment news does go on rumors more than fact to scoop. Mercedes will let everyone know if this is true or not. They said 'sources' and we've learned from Sam's job that sources are usually rumors that people spread. Now, let's give Sam some breathing room. Talk to you later, son."

Sam sighed and smiled as his mother and siblings each said they loved him and talk to him later. He hung up and soon got a call from Santana. "Wassup, San?" He asked slouching on his couch. "Lauren says she knows this is a rumor. Mercedes hasn't answered her phone yet, but if it was true she would have heard it from her first. Don't worry, Sam. Maybe she's still sleeping." Santana stated.

"San, I-." Sam began when there was a knock on the door. He got up and went to the front door to open it. There standing before him was Mercedes. "Santana, I'll call you back," Sam said before hanging up. "Sam, I just woke up and Emma told me the news." She let him know with a look of concern upon her beautiful face. "And I came to personally tell you it's not true."