He woke up lying on his back with her warm body pressed against his side, her head lying on one side of his chest, a hand resting on the other side and one of her legs thrown across the top of his. He looked down at her as she smiled in her sleep; she looked just like he imagined an angel would. He didn't move for fear and waking her and also because he was content to stay in bed all day with her, watching her sleep. Unfortunately, this was not going to happen as the door to his room opened and his roommate entered.
"Hey Sam! Get up alrea-… Oh." Mike paused as he noticed Quinn curled into the side of Sam, who was currently looked like he was about to shoot Mike. Quinn stirred and stretched her limbs out. "I, umm, I'll leave you two in peace." Mike spluttered out as he was shutting the door, eager to escape the glare of his best friend.
Quinn sleepily opened her eyes and looked at Sam. Suddenly she sat bolt upright, hand over her mouth. "Ohmygod, did we…"
Sam sat up as well, blushing. "No! I mean, I'm still wearing all my clothes."
Quinn dropped her hand from her facing and began tracing patterns on the mattress. "So… a girl in her underwear throws her self at you and you choose to just sleep next to her?" She looked up at Sam, one eyebrow raised.
"Umm… yeah, I guess." Sam said as he lay back down, arms crossed behind his head.
"I hope you don't do that next time…" Quinn said not looking up from where her hand was still wandering over the mattress.
"Wait, there's going to be a next time?" Sam asked somewhat hopefully.
"Well, generally, boyfriends and girlfriends have sex Sam." Quinn explained, her hand working its way up the side of Sam and on to his chest.
Sam eyes widened. "You mean… you mean we're dating?"
Quinn finally looked away from her hand and into his eyes. "Well, if you asked me out, I might say yes. Or I might not." She teased him, smirking a little.
"He better ask her out."
Both Quinn and Sam looked to the door after hearing the whisper. Sam placed a finger to his lips and crept over to the door, whipping it open to find Brittany and Mike with their ears pressed to where the door was moments ago.
"Uhhh… Hi." Mike said as he and Brittany stared at an angry Sam and a giggling Quinn who was sitting in the bed behind him. "We're just-…"
Mike was cut off by Sam, who was pointing towards the kitchen. "Go. Now."
"Yes sir." Brittany saluted Sam and jogged off, quickly followed by Mike.
Sam sighed and closed the door, turning back to face Quinn. "Sorry about that, they're as bad as parents sometimes."
"I think it's cute that they care about you so much."
" 'Cute' is one word for it." Sam muttered as he walked back over to his bed and sat down next to Quinn. "So, where were we?" He asked her.
"I was just telling you that if you asked me to be your girlfriend, I may or may not say yes." She teased him again, lying back down and resting her head on the pillow.
Sam moved to lie down on his side next to her, facing her as she rolled on to her side and faced him. "Quinn, I was wondering…"
He was interrupted again as the door opened and Santana came in wearing only baggy t-shirt and panties. "Hey you two, guess what?" Santana began thrusting her hips and said in a sing-song voice. "Santana got some booty, Santana got some booty."
Sam watched her in confusion as Quinn just rolled her eyes, having witnessed this display many times before. Mike and Brittany stood in the doorway watching her dance before Mike spoke to Sam. "I tried to stop her."
Santana finally stopped her dancing. "Look's like I'm not the only one who got some action last night. How was it Quinn, is he any good? How big is hi-…"
"Alright! Can you please leave?" Sam told them more than asked them as he ushered the three intruders out the door, Santana telling Quinn to tell her about it later as Sam pushed her out.
"Yeah, used get used to her booty dance after a while." Quinn said dismissively.
"I'm sure you do." Sam said, as he resumed his previous place on the bed. "Now, I was about to ask you something, wasn't I?" He said as his grin returned.
"I believe you were, yes." Quinn smiled as he took her hand in his.
"Quinn, I know I don't have much hope seeing as you're the most beautiful girl in the world and I'm just, well, me... Would you like to be my girlfriend?" Sam asked her.
"I don't know… I'll have to think about it." Quinn responded, placing a finger on her chin and adopting a pensive look.
"Does this help sway your mind?" Sam asked, as he moved over the top over her and kissed her pink lips softly.
Quinn giggled lightly but quickly resumed a serious face. "Hmmm… I think it helped a little… maybe another might help convince me even more?"
Sam grinned and leaned back down, kissing her again. He pulled back after a little longer this time and questioned her: "How about now?"
"My mind's nearly made up. I think one last thing will definitely convince me." Quinn said as she rolled them both over so that she was on top of Sam. She leaned down and kissed him passionately, moaning slightly against her lips. She pulled back and gazed into his eyes. "So, you must've made up your mind by now." Sam asked her, his arms wrapped around her waist.
"I think the answer is… Yes, absolutely." Quinn smiled at him and they both heard someone outside the door cheering, cheering which was cut sort by something muffling the sound. Both Quinn and Sam walked over to the door and opened it to find one each of Mike and Santana's hands clamped firmly over Brittany's mouth, who was grinning like a maniac. She launched forward and engulfed the two of them in a giant hug. "I'm so happy for you!" She squealed.
Santana and Mike shared a look before shrugging and joining the hug. Sam locked eyes with Quinn across the group and smiled.
"Welcome to my world."
A/N: A short but hopefully sweet chapter to conclude this story! I sincerely hope anyone who took the time to read this enjoyed and I also would really like to thank all of you who reviewed! Without you, I would be nothing as you inspire me to write. 3 I would also be much obliged if you left one final review. :D