the girl with the guitar [glee/sam evans]

chapter 39: Dance With Somebody

Violet woke up to her phone alarm groggily and reached onto her nightstand to turn it off. She then rolled back around to cuddle back into Sam's arms when she realized he wasn't there. Her eyes flew open, and she shot up from bed.

"Weird," she muttered to herself before she got up out of bed and started to make her way downstairs. The sound of music started to get louder, and the smell of eggs and bacon flooded her senses.

When she made her way to the base of her stairs, she could see Sam's bare and toned back dancing while cooking something on the stove. He was cooking and dancing in just his boxers which made Violet stifle a laugh.

"You know, I wanted to sleep in a little today and cuddle for a bit, but then you were nowhere to be found."

Sam turned around and smiled at the girl, "I wanted to wake up early and surprise you with breakfast!"

She made her way over to him and enveloped him into a hug, "And that's very sweet of you, but why are you just in your boxers."

"Well, why are you in just a sports bra and my boxers," he retaliated.

Vi narrowed her eyes at him, "Touché."

"Plus, you're gonna need some energy since we're going all-in with Glee rehearsals this week."

Violet nodded as she detached herself from Sam which made him pout, "Ah yes, I'm officially teaching you guys the numbers this week. Well, Coach Sue's gonna be teaching you guys her number first, and all I have to say is good luck."

"Good luck to me or the club?" Sam questioned as he began plating the bacon and eggs. "Oh, and can you get the toast out?"

Violet made her way to grab the pieces of toast, "The club, but mainly you. I swear, I need to give you private dance lessons."

"What? Do you not think that my body rolls are Nationals material?" Sam set down the plates and started to body rolls for her which made her start cackling.

She quickly put the toast onto the plates and grabbed his hips, "I don't think we need all of those hips, buttercup."

"You sure?" He still kept trying to do his body rolls until he broke free from Violet's grasp and then started to do body rolls on top of her which made her laugh even harder.

Violet Anthony actually felt happy and she was 100% sure of it.

Later that morning, Violet was hanging out by Blaine's locker, listening to him rant about Kurt being an absent boyfriend.

"He's just been talking about New York and NYADA 24/7. I mean I want to be supportive and I love that he's following his dreams, but it's all he talks about and it's so hard to be around him when that's all he does."

She nodded, "Yeah, he hasn't really been hanging out with me at all. He and Rachel have been like glue, and they literally only rehearse and talk about NYADA."

Blaine ran his fingers through his hair exasperatedly, "I just don't know what to do anymore. I don't want to keep avoiding him, but it seems like he never listens to me anymore."

"Do you want my advice?" Blaine nodded. "Kurt's not gonna listen until you try and sit him down to talk about it. He's gonna be really defensive at first, but you just need to be 100% transparent with him and hopefully, he owns up to it."

"I don't know if I'm ready for that yet. I really don't wanna fight with him on this. Maybe I'm just overreacting and being a bad boyfriend. Maybe I could be more supportive," he sighed.

Violet didn't think that was the case at all, but she also didn't want to push Blaine on this. "Okay. But if you want to get away from all of the New York talk, just use me as an excuse okay? Just say that we have a history project or whatever."