Believe | Blaine Anderson - Glee

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After I finished unpacking the essentials, I turned around to see Quinn leaning against my door frame, a smile on her face.

"Let's go do something." She offered her hand out, and I took it gladly.

"What's that old coffee place we used to always go to get hot chocolate? I love that place." I suggested, and her face lit up instantly.

"The Lima Bean? Do you seriously not remember anything?" She laughed, and I grabbed my shoes so we could go.

"Hey, don't judge me, I was gone for four years. But tell me one thing, is the coffee here anything like Paris?" I asked, and she immediately shook her head no.

"I haven't even been there, and I can already tell you that the coffee here is way worse." She sighed, and I walked out and linked arms with her.

When we arrived at the Lima Bean, Quinn opened the door for me, and I was instantly bombarded by the tacky Halloween decorations. As we got in line, I couldn't help but think about the times I spent here with Quinn and my mom, getting coffee and people watching. Those moments were some of the most memorable in my life, because they were when I was the happiest.

"You know, Sami, Glee Club could always use a few more members, and as far as I'm concerned you could sing. Or at least you could we were 10." She said, and I shook my head.

"Quinnie, you heard me sing to High School musical, when we were in fifth grade. Now I only sing in the shower, and I do not think I sound that good." I laughed as we moved up in the line. Quinn ordered first, then walked away to wait for her drink, and then I ordered my favorite drink, a caramel latte. Quinn got her coffee quickly after I ordered, and she walked away to go to the sugar packets. I got my drink, and I turned around and instantly started walking, but I was not expecting a boy and in
a blazer to be standing right there.

As I ran into him, my drink basically exploded all over his blazer, and onto the floor. I quickly apologized for my mistake, but I don't think he heard me because he had earbuds in. He took them out slowly, not taking his eyes off of the drink all over him. I heard a snippet of Teenage Dream by Katy Perry, and I looked up, but I was taken aback by the beauty of his hazel eyes, and his perfectly gelled hair. He was extremely attractive, and I was pretty sure he was apologizing, but I wasn't listening. I was only focused on his eyes and the small smile he had as he spoke. As I stood there and gazed at him, I couldn't help but feel very embarrassed. It was extremely awkward, and I didn't know how to form any words.

"Hello?" He asked, with a slight laughing, his tone, and I couldn't really say anything, it was the opposite of word vomit, nothing was coming out, and when I finally did manage to say something, it was extremely embarrassing.

"Hi." I muttered, and he started laughing, a very endearing smile on his face.

"Hi. I am so sorry, let me buy you another." He offered, and I looked over at Quinn, who was giving me a thumbs up.

"You really don't have to do that, it was my fault, I really should look where I'm going." I said, and he smiled.

"No, I shouldn't have been standing so close." He shook his head, and he grabbed a few napkins to dry himself off.

"I am so sorry about this, will it stain?" I asked, as he made a feeble attempt to remove the drink from his uniform.

"No, it will be all right, seriously though, let me get you another." He smiled, giving up on the drink and pulled out his wallet.

"No, you really don't have to do that." I said, and he laughed again.

"Okay, don't think of it as me buying you a drink because you spilled it on me, think of it as me buying it because I just want to buy you a drink." He winked, and I instantly turned red.