#singsam

Tori had rushed home after her VA rehearsal, she’d cleaned up everything she could the night before, but she wanted to make it back in time to set up the basement before Sam should up. She was shocked when he mentioned that he had never seen Titanic, so she’d taken it upon herself to watch it with him. Tori had known that he was a great guy, but she hadn’t expected to like him so much. She smiled as she heard a knock on the door. Opening it, she smiled and motioned for him to come in. “Hey! Good, because you’re going to be tearing up like a baby tonight!” She took his hand and pulled him through her home, and down to the basement. She’d set up the movie and had snacks put out before hand. She plopped down on the couch, looking over at him. “I have made sure that this basement has no embarrassing pictures of me.”

Sam quirked his eyebrow a little as he heard her words, he definitely did not plan to cry that evening, he was going to stick to the ‘dudes code. Crying wasn’t really his thing, he had done that only a few times, usually when he was at his lowest, but he didn’t want to think about it now. He was a little bit surprised when she took his hand, but gave it a small squeeze as he followed her to the basement. The blond didn’t expect to like Tori that much, but he had to admit that she was super nice and well…pretty. Him and Quinn didn’t work out so as a single man, Sam could check some other girls out again, “Why are you so worried about your embarrassing pictures? I promised I wouldn’t laugh.” Sam smiled as he made himself comfortable on the couch next to her, and added with a small and of his head, “Okay. I’m ready for the movie. Bring it on.”

Tori chuckled and picked up the remote, pressing play. She’d skipped past beginning credits, so they wouldn’t have to deal with the trailers and what not. “Well, I know you said you wouldn’t laugh – but when I say embarrassing, I mean I four year old Tori that ran around in a red cape and boots because she didn’t want a bath.” She could feel her cheeks heating up at the memory. Taking the bowl of popcorn from the table, she took a bit for herself and offered some to him. “You know something embarrassing about me – now you have to share something so I don’t feel like a complete idiot.”

Sam tried his best not to laugh when Tori spoke about her being four year old, Sam could literally imagine her running in a red cape and boots. He was sure that he could notice him laughing quietly at her words, and he took a handful of popcorn before stuffing it into his mouth. He was on a diet, and he technically shouldn’t eat a lot of popcorn, but he thought that it wouldn’t hurt to enjoy the evening and break the rules, “Something embarrassing about me…” The blond thought to himself for a second, turning his head to look at the screen, “Okay. Well, when I was a kid I usually ate all the sweets we had at home, and one day my mom asked me where was the caked she baked the day before, and I was like ‘I don’t know mommy’, but I didn’t know that my face was all covered with chocolate, my mom was kinda angry with me, and she even took a picture of my ‘chocolate face’. I’ll show it to you one day” He said with a laugh, he liked going back to the times when he was younger.

Tori couldn’t help but laugh and imagine how adorable a mini Sam would be, trying to feign innocence. She narrowed her eyes and attempted to frown. “Don’t think I missed you laughing at me!” She looked back at the television, watching as Leonardo DiCaprio jumped to get onto the boat. “I’d love to have an adventure like that. Just out somewhere, not having to worry about anything in the world. I would eat at every diner I came upon, diner food is my favorite. I think it’s just the easy atmosphere…” Tori looked at him, giving him an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, I tend to start rambling sometimes.”

Sam pouted a little when Tori admitted noticing his laugh, but he couldn’t keep a straight face for long, and started laughing again. The fact was that he was just curious about her reaction to his pout, “Yeah, me too. I’d like to see the world…I wanna do something cool, y’know, something that will make me forget about the everyday life. Doubt it’ll ever happen.” He told her honestly with a small shrug, knowing how cheesy he sounded, “I don’t mind you rambling. I myself, ramble a lot so yeah….it’s all good.” He told her noticing how big the Titanic was. Damn, it really was awesome, and soooo huge. Sam was impressed.

Tori couldn’t help but smile when he pouted, he looked absolutely adorable. “Alright, alright – no more pouting, you’ll give mine a run for it’s money!” She listened to him, turning to face him a little more and crisscrossing her legs. “Why do you doubt that? You’re still young, there is still a lot of time left. I bet, when you take a road trip – it’ll be the most spontaneous thing ever. You’ll just get in a car or on a motorcycle and just drive till you feel like it’s the right time to stop.” She took a bit of popcorn from the bowl, throwing it at him, before breaking out into a fit of giggles. “The wet t-shirt was a good look on you, but popcorn in your hair is even better.”

Sam smiled hearing about the trip Tori was talking about, it sounded so amazing, and so real that he could actually feel it. “Yeah, maybe. One day. It’d be great to just get out of here, and have some fun. I know that I moved here from Tennessee so technically I’ve already visited a few places, but a spontaneous trip sounds so good!” He started gesticulating awkwardly as he spoke, knowing that now he was the one who was rambling, but hoped that she didn’t mind it. Feeling popcorn hitting his face, he frowned for a second, and then raised his eyebrows a little, “What the-.” The blonde smirked before taking a bit of popcorn from the bowl and throwing them at Tori, “This time, I’m not giving up, I’ll fight.” He warned her, a lopsided grin present on his face.

Tori squealed a bit, trying to protect herself from the popcorn. “Oh, this means war!” Tackling him down on the couch, she took a handful of popcorn – dumping it on his head. She shouldn’t help but laugh, not realizing that she was straddling him on the couch. “I think it’s safe to say, I just won this war!”

Sam could say that he was totally an expert when it came to food fights. First he had one with Marley, now it was time to fight with Tori, and he was sure that she would lose. There’s no way he’s letting her win even if she was a girl. “You don’t know the power of the dark side!” Okay, so maybe that was his favourite impression to do, but he couldn’t help it, and it was appropriate in this situation. Everything happened kinda fast, and after a minute, Sam found himself laying on the coach, with Tori straddling him, “I feel salt everywhere, do you know how painful it is?” He asked with an offended face, before grabbing the bowl and literally throwing almost everything at her. “We’re fighting here, and Leonardo di Caprio is about to die! How cruel you are?” He asked, trying to sound serious, but the truth was that he was really having fun then.

Tori jumped a bit, shocked as the rest of the contents of the bowl were thrown at her. Holding back her laughter, she pouted at him. “You feel salt? I’m all buttery now!” Finally realizing that she was still on top of him, she moved off, sitting beside him once again. She looked back at the television, shaking her head as the scene of Jack handcuffed came up. “He’s not dying just yet, there are still a few more parts that I am convinced were put in the movie to break my heart – then he dies.” She licked her bottom lip, pouting again. “I taste like salt and butter now…”

Sam chuckled seeing the ‘famous’ Tori pout on her face, it wasn’t as scary as she had described it before but he wouldn’t mention that. As she moved a little he moved back to the sitting position, trying to make himself comfortable on the couch again. He raised his eyebrows hearing about the Jack scenes, but didn’t say anything for a while, “Dude wasn’t lucky I guess.” He rolled his shoulders in a small shrug, and turned his head a little to look towards Tori again as she spoke. “Me too. Butter and salt, and there’s popcorn everywhere. We’re both covered in popcorn. The couch is too though, so we’re not alone.” He joked a little, a small smile present on his face.

Tori pulled the kernels out of her hair, tossing them aside. She looked at the screen, watching Rose jump off the lifeboats and back to Jack. She clenched her jaw, not wanting to cry. Hearing Sam comment on the couch put a smile back on her face. “Well, the couch can feel our pain. Maybe I should try out for the football team, you didn’t even see my tackle coming.”

Sam chuckled as he heard Tori’s idea, and looked towards her, not sure if he wanted to watch the drama that was happening in the movie. It was definitely moving, and noticed Tori clenching her jaw, she probably didn’t want to cry next to him or something, “It does! And yeah, I think you’d be a great addition to the football team. And I can tell that the guys would love you. All because of your skills of course.” He smirked.

Tori turned to him, an expression of shock on her face. “The sarcasm was noted. Are you trying to say that I don’t have skills.” Crossing her arm, she tried to feign looking upset. “My pretty face isn’t the only thing that’ll have the team loving me, they will learn to love and fear me when I prove was a badass I am on the field. Maybe I’ll even tackle you when I see you on the field.”

Sam his smile turned into a lopsided grin as she spoke, he didn’t expect her to be well…so self-confident, but he liked it. “Me? Sarcasm? I’m not sarcastic! I don’t even know what it is!” He joked, scratching the back of his neck a little, and shuffling a little bit closer to her, “Alright. I’m gonna talk to Coach Beiste, so that you can try out for the team. I’m sure you’ll be great, I’ve never doubted that.”

Tori laughed, uncrossing her arms and stretching them in front of herself, before flexing them. “I don’t think your coach will be able to turn these bad boys away!” Knowing the last scenes of the movie were playing, she kept her eyes off the screen. She could not watch Leo dying for the millionth time, it just got more and more painful each time. “You shouldn’t doubt how great I’ll be. I’m going to be that next quarterfront guy.”

Sam shook his head in disbelief a little, “Really? Coach Beiste is awesome, she can do pretty much anything.” He admitted, crossing his arms over his chest a little. He glanced at the screen before looking towards Tori again, “I am the Quarterback. Quarterback. And you’re not going to replace me.” He was trying to sound seriously, “Is he going to die now? Are you going to cry?” He asked after a minute of silence as they carried on watching the movie.

Tori smiled, knowing how limited her football knowledge was. “Well, Mr Quarterback, I’m sure I couldn’t replace you, no matter how hard I tried.” His comment about the movie caught her off guard, she looked back at the screen. Biting her lip, she sat up a little straighter – bracing herself for the scene. “Yeah, he wants to make sure she survives. He’d lived his life to the fullest and had taught her how to live. This is him giving her a chance to live her life, away from all the restrictions of her parents. He loves her so much.”

Sam “Right answer!” he smiled up to her, and noticed that she was looking at the screen again. He tried to focus on the movie, which was apparently very sad, and the music in the background wasn’t really helping, “Um…so I guess it’s a serious stuff, yeah?” He asked a little bit confused, “You know, if you need a hug or something I’m always here for you.” He rolled his shoulders in a small shrug.

Tori looked over, nodding. A hug was definitely what she needed through this movie. She leaned against him, half hugging him, while keeping her eyes on the screen. It was just 2 hours of her falling in love with the love story, only to have them ripped apart. “The person who wrote this screenplay was a genius. I just love and hate them for this movie so much. It’s sort of like what Star Wars is to you, except, this movie makes me cry.”

Sam placed his arms around Tori tightly, hugging her close and looking at the screen, “Yeah, it is really sad. But guess that’s life yeah?” He asked, he wasn’t usually very philosophical, but it was probably the right moment to try to be wise and all, “I understand. It’s important to you, and that’s why I agreed to watch it with you.” He added rubbing her back a little.

Tori smiled, leaning her head against his chest. “Not really, things suck for a while, but they get better. I mean, she has a granddaughter, so I’m assuming she got a shot at love again?” Could feel a blush creeping on. She’d never really been so comfortable around another guy, but with Sam – she just did things without thinking twice. In no other situation would she feel so warm and comfortable. "Thank you for watching it with me. I guess I should make it up to you by watching Star Wars with you... I've never actually watched the movie."

Sam thought to himself for a second as Tori talked about the movie, and he nodded, “Right, right. It was mentioned at the beginning, right?” He asked, hoping that he was really paying attention to the movie. Sure they had been silly sometimes, but he had tried to keep up with the plot, “Yeah, totally. We can make a movie marathon, and watch all of them! How awesome is that?” He was definitely excited about that idea, because he could watch Star Wars anytime and any day.

Tori nodded. “Yeah, she came with her to identify the sketch of her.” Moving up a bit, once the movie came to an end, her grin widened as he talked about a movie marathon. “How many movies are there? I mean, Lord of the Rings was more like six movies, rather than a trilogy.”

Sam punched the air a little, happy that he remembered such details about the movie, “Knew it.” He murmured, mostly to himself, but was pretty sure that Tori heard it, “Well there are six movies. Three of them are new, and the other three were produced around thirty years ago.” He explained, feeling very comfortable on the coach. “The older ones are way better, though.”

Tori raised her brow, trying to hold back her laughter. Pretending not to hear the first part, she bit her lip, trying to keep her smirk at bay. “Six movies? That is crazy. It’s like Batman, it’s been done so many times.” She nodded. “Are they? Wouldn’t the effects and everything be super old though?”

Sam shook his head a little as she compared Batman to Star Wars, and looked towards her again, still holding her in his arms, “Well, I wouldn’t say that. I mean…they’re Star Wars. The story continues and yeah, it’s all intertwining, and you know…it’s great.” He explained, knowing that he was rambling again, “Though Batman’s cool too, just different.” Okay, so he probably wasn’t making any sense, and he hoped that Tori wouldn’t think that he’s an idiot, “You get it?”

Tori probably looked like the most confused person ever, turning her head up to look at him, she attempted to try and understand what he had just said. “Okay. So, Star Wars is basically one of those movies that some how ends up making sense, even with the amount of movies it has and has continuity?” Nodding her head, hoping it made as much sense out loud as it did in her head. “Batman is like those bad tv shows that sort of keep replacing characters and forgetting half of their important plot points?”

Sam bit on his bottom lip a little, “Yeah, it has continuity that’s the point. But Batman’s not the bad tv show. He’s awesome.” The blond pointed out, “Anyways, yeah, that’s the difference between them. Sorry, I’m probably confusing you.” He said with a small smile on his face as he shook his head a little, and looked in her eyes, “Thanks for a great afternoon, Tori. I had lots of fun.” He told her sincerely.

Tori smiled up at him. “Well, it wouldn’t have been an awesome afternoon without you, so thanks for coming.” Tucking her hair behind her ear, she laughed a bit. “And, you are always welcome to confuse me about the difference between Batman and Star Wars. It’s about time someone started educating me on movies, rather than the other way around.”

Sam smiled brightly at the mention of movies education, “I’m not an expert, I only like well…the fantasy and science fiction, and superheroes types of movies. So if you need any help with those, I’m always here for you.” He told her “Not sure if there’s a superheroes type but yeah…you know what I mean.” He laughed quietly, tightening his grip around her a little, “Thanks for inviting me.”

Tori leaned back against him a little more. “Well, we need to make a list of movie marathons we will have. Because a Marvel marathon should be on that list, the Avengers are my favorite.” She hadn’t even realized the ending credits had finished. “You promised to show me your surprise impression! Don’t you think I forgot about that.”

Sam his face lightened up as he heard about the Avengers, “Really? I’m an Avengers fan too! They are like one of my favourites!” He exclaimed, glad that it was a thing they had in common. He’d totally love to watch the movie with her, it was always fun, “Well, Star Wars, Marvel marathon and Avengers, Avatar…Have you seen Avatar?” He asked curiously, ”Star Trek maybe?” He furrowed his brows a little, and smiled at the mention of the impression, “Alright, alright…Promise is a promise! Wait a second.” He cleared his throat a little, “I don't need to be made to look evil. I can do that on my own.” The blond said, doing his best, because damn he’d been dying to do the Christopher Walken impression.

Tori probably looked like an idiot with how much she laughed around him. “Oh man, you almost had me convinced that I was cuddling with Christopher Walker…” She arched her back a bit, making herself a little more comfortable. “Well, I’ve watched them all – except for the new Star Trek, I was suppose to go to the premiere, but it didn’t end up happening.”

Sam was glad that Tori seemed to like the impression, well she laughed so it was a good sign, right? “Yeah? Awesome! Worked kinda hard on that one so I’m glad you liked it! Although, I think cuddling with me is better than cuddling with Christopher Walken, hm?” He asked playfully, quirking an eyebrow a little, “That sucks. It’s a great movie! But, no worries…the Great Samozinio will make you watch it!”

Tori turned to look at him, giving him an odd look. “The Great Samozinio? Is this one of your secret identities? Because I totally want a nickname as well then!” She bit her bottom lip, shrugging. “Well, I guess you probably are a much better cuddler than Christopher Walken. It might actually be really creepy if I was cuddling him, I’ll stick to your awesomeness.”

Sam chuckled a little at her comment, and narrowed his eyes as he thought of a nickname for her, “Um…yeah it is. Sounds good, right? Well, a nickname for you…The Awetoria?” He asked, knowing that it wasn’t probably the best of his ideas, “If you don’t like it, I’ll think of something else later.” He added, glancing at the tv, noticing that the ending credits had finished, “You’re awesome too. Maybe even way more awesome than me.” He smiled, and looked into her eyes a little, trying to prove that he was being honest.

Tori tapped her chin. “I think I love that nickname, The Awetoria. I could totally become a superhero now!” She could feel her blush intensifying again, as her eyes met his. “Well, I think we are both pretty damn awesome. I don’t think I’ve met anyone as sweet as you are. You’ve got the looks and the charm.”

Sam grinned, because she liked the nickname he came up with, and he really wanted her to like it, “We can be superheroes together. Like Cat Woman, and Batman. Not sure why I’ve thought of them but yeah…” He run his hand through hair, and noticed that she was blushing a little. “Thanks, it’s nice to know that I get the charm…whatever it really is.” He said, feeling the blush creeping up his cheeks as well, not sure what was he supposed to say in that moment.

Tori laughed. “Come on, don’t tell me you haven’t noticed how charming you are. You’ve got the whole southern boy thing, mixed with cute nerd going on.” She could go on about how he was just so much nicer than the guys she usually hung out with, but she wasn’t going to bore him to death. “I think I could rock a Cat Woman suit…”

Sam could feel the blush creeping up his cheeks, cause damn he wasn’t used to being showered with compliments, “Thanks…no one has never called me a cute nerd but thanks.” Okay, so he totally had no idea how to react to her words, “You totally would! You’d be a great Cat Woman, cause you’re like a great dancer, and can sing, and super pretty and nice…” He explained, chewing on his lip a little.

Tori shrugged. “Well, you are cute and a self-declared nerd.” She shook her head at his explanation. “You were pretty awesome at our dance lesson – you might just pirouette your

Sam couldn’t help but smile at her words, “Yeah, I am. Glad you see me that way.” He hadn’t been that honest with anyone for long, but he was happy that they’re actually becoming such a close friends…or whatever was between them. Sam wasn’t a relationship expert, and that made things even more complicated for him, “I will! And it’s all thanks to you.” He smiled at her, still looking in her eyes.

Tori shrugged, smiling at him. “Well, thank you for being such a good friend to me. I don’t think I’ve met someone I’ve gotten along with so well before.” Running a hand through her hair, she pulled out a stray piece of popcorn. “This is going to take forever to get out of my hair and I’ll probably smell like butter for a good week.”

Sam “Yeah, me too. I mean, I have lots of friends at McKinley, but you’re the only girl I get along with very well. Marls and me and friends too, but it’s different, we’re more like siblings” He explained, chuckling a little to himself, “Butter is nice, though!” Sam laughed and quickly glanced at his watch, quite honestly, he enjoyed the popcorn fight, “Holy crap. It’s kinda late, I don’t wanna bother you too long…” He wiggled his eyebrows a little, a lopsided grin on his face.

Tori hadn’t even paid attention to the time, looking over at the clock she sighed. “Yeah, you probably have work tomorrow, don’t you?” Getting off the couch, she dusted herself off. “Butter is nice, but I’d rather not have everyone thinking I’m the next Paula Deen.”

Sam pouted a little as he thought about work. It wasn’t something he liked bringing up, “Yeah I do…unfortunately.” He murmured getting off the couch, smiling when he found some popcorn in his hair. “Duh, you’d be great Paula Deen.” He told her honestly with a small smile, and placed his hands in his jeans pockets, he really didn’t want to leave.

Tori bit her bottom-lip, smiling. “Well, maybe I’ll drop by to say hi.” She reached up, pulling a few more pieces out of his hair. She couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of her being the next Paula Deen. “Maybe I’ll start collecting butter, but I think I might just get sick of butter. I don’t know how she does it.”

Sam smiled brightly hearing the offer, “I’d like that! Work wouldn’t be so boring then.” He told her and took in the view of the room again, “I have no idea, I honestly haven’t seen any of her shows!” He laughed and run his hair through his hair slightly, moving a little towards the stairs.

Tori took his hand, leading him back up the staring, remembering to grab his coat from the closet. “Thanks again, for coming over. Although, I’m a little sad you didn’t shed a manly tear!”

Sam squeezed Tori’s hand a little as they walked up the stairs, and took the coat before putting it on, and smiling again. He’d been smiling so many times that day, “I did. I just didn’t show it. You know, it’s called inside crying.” He explained with a slight nod, trying to sound seriously, “Thank you, Tori. I had fun.” The blond said, leaning forward to place a kiss on her cheek.