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Chapter 1
First
Blaine never really wanted to come to the family outings that he, his parents, and his brother Cooper attended every Sunday morning. For one thing, it meant that Blaine had to come home from Dalton every weekend to insults from his mother, and being blissfully ignored by his father and Cooper. Blaine had hoped that Cooper would understand when he eventually came out in freshman year, but Cooper hadn't understood, he had yelled at Blaine and called him a fag, telling him that he never wanted to associate with him again. The two boys hadn't spoken since.
Blaine was glad to be boarding at Dalton most of the time. It meant that he could escape the tension and silence that filled the household during the time that he was there, apart from when his mother got drunk and started shouting abuse at him, telling him that she'd rather Wes or David for a son despite that Wes was Asian and David African-American, at least she could have a son who was "Normal". After these episodes, Blaine would curl up onto his bed and cry for hours on end until he eventually fell asleep. He wished he could board full time at Dalton, only coming home for Christmas and Easter like Wes and David, who lived in Cincinnati. But he lived in Columbus, which was much too close to Westerville for that to happen. He initially was not allowed to board at all, but after much begging, his Year Leader pulled some strings and Blaine was allowed to board during the week.
The weekly Sunday outings were a recent thing, which was a brilliant idea of his father's to take Blaine to places where girls were likely to be and force him to interact with them. This Sunday's outing was to the Columbus Markets.
Columbus Markets was an idealplace for Blaine's father to put his plan into action, the sheer size and amount of things there was enough to attract any girl, pretty or not.
They arrived there at 9:30 that Sunday morning. Blaine's parents, who had been ignoring him all of Friday night and Saturday, told him to look around and find them at Lunch time. Cooper, of course, barrelled off to find a new girlfriend, having broken up with his girlfriend of six months last Wednesday.
Blaine accepted the twenty dollar note that his father handed him without a sound, shoved his hands in his pockets and followed in the direction that Cooper had taken off in. Wes hadn't been kidding when he told Blaine that Columbus Markets were huge. Blaine stood there at the entrance, gaping at how congested it was. There had to be at least two hundred stalls, all selling different things. Food, drinks, clothes, toys, kitchen appliances and even tents! Blaine took a tentative step inside, thinking where he should go first. He decided that he would buy a new bow tie to add to his ever growing collection, which was stashed under a loose floorboard back at home to avoid being burnt by his mother.
"How can I help you sir?" the girl behind the counter asked. Her name was Alivia, Blaine gathered by looking at her badge.
"I-I'd like to buy a bow tie" he said nervously, he never really spoke to girls, but Alivia seemed nice enough, she'd called him sir after all. Alivia looked at him with a strange expression on her face, but whatever she was thinking, she seemed to overcome it quickly as she bent down and pulled out a box of bow ties.
"Take your pick sir" she said with a small smile.
"Thanks" Blaine said, sifting through the box, finding a few that he already owned and a few that he wouldn't be seen dead wearing. He eventually decided on a blue bow tie with purple polka dots. "How much?" he asked Alivia
"Two dollars" she said as he handed over the twenty. She silently handed him his change as he pocketed the bow tie, still looking like she wanted to ask him a question. He turned to walk away when she blurted out something that he didn't expect.
"We don't get many young guys like yourself buying bow ties" she said and Blaine turned back to face her.
"It's just kind of a hobby I picked up a couple of years ago, you know." Blaine replied
"Yeah" Alivia said, blushing a deep red. "What's your name?"
"Blaine Anderson" Blaine replied.
"Alivia Pope" she replied, sticking out her hand for him to shake, he took it with a smile. She smiled back at him and dipped her hand into her pocket, pulling out a slip of paper. Blaine felt himself blush, it was happening again. Like it always did when he spoke to girls, he just had that type of face that every girl assumes is straight. "Call me" she said, handing him the slip of paper. Blaine took it, intending to please his father and pretend he was straight. But it just didn't seem like the right thing to do.
"Sorry" he said, handing the piece of paper back to her "I don't play for your team." He braced himself for the insults, the whispers as he walked away. He turned around and tried to walk in the opposite direction, only to find that he couldn't as Alivia had hold of his arm.
"I knew it" she said, smiling widely "I knew you were gay from the moment you asked for the bow tie... not that there's anything wrong with that" she added hastily as Blaine looked offended. "I think you're really brave, not everyone is accepting of gays, but my brother is gay so I kind of came to love gay people... Hey, what's wrong?" she asked him as Blaine began to tear up.
"I've never met a member of the public before who's accepted me for who I am" he said, wiping his eyes "normally I just get a little oh when I tell girls that. Man you should've seen my Mom's reaction; she blew the roof off the house when I told her." Blaine said, not knowing fully why he was spilling his heart out to a stranger that he had only just met. Alivia smiled at him sympathetically, holding out the note again.
"Call me anyway," she said "You look like you could do with someone to talk to." Blaine grinned at her and took the piece of paper.
"Thanks Alivia." he said, pocketing it.
"Enjoy your bow tie" she shouted after him as he walked away. His reply was lost in the crowds as they swallowed him up once more.
Blaine wondered around the markets, looking at the various stalls, but not buying much, although he couldn't resist a small harmonica in a beautiful Mahogany case, which he purchased for five dollars.
As he neared the food section of the markets however, the most beautiful sound reached his ears. It was someone singing, a male countertenor singing. Blaine could tell because that's exactly what Mitch had sounded like before he committed suicide. The Warblers hadn't been able to find a countertenor since. He hurried through the crowds, looking for the source of the music, wanting to see if the countertenor was school age or not, maybe he could convince them to join the Warblers.
Blaine was not at all prepared for what he was about to see when he finally managed to get a glimpse of the singing group. The countertenor was standing at the front, singing lead. Blaine could not believe his eyes, this boy was not only an amazing singer, but he was completely and utterly hot and he was the most flamboyantly gay person Blaine had seen since Mitch.
Blaine felt himself go into a trance as the boy belted out the lyrics to the song. Blaine couldn't help but fall instantly in love with this boy. He walked over to the Fries-with-a-burger stall and sat down in one of their chairs, gazing, slack-jawed at the beautiful boy singing lead. He had perfect hair and light, porcelain skin that looked well moisturised; he wore a collared shirt with a tight fitting jacket over the top to protect him from the cold and to top it off, navy blue denim jeans that clung tightly to his shapely legs, everything about him screamed gay.
... oh-blah-di, oh-blah-da
life goes on, brah
La la la la life goes on.
The group sang and Blaine wondered if they were volunteers for charity or something of the sort, which was when he saw the big sign standing in front of their collection bucket.
Please spare a dollar or two to raise money for the William McKinley High New Directions to go to New York to compete in the National Show Choir competition.
So he was part of the New Directions! How had Blaine not noticed him when Kurt sang with them during Regionals? But the question was, what were the New Directions doing singing in Columbus Markets, when they were situated in Lima? His mind was immediately preoccupied by other things as the boy began to dance, twirling a pretty blonde girl under his arm.
Desmond takes a trolley to the jewellers store
buys a twenty carat golden ring
takes it back to Molly waiting at the door
and as he gives it to her she begins to sing.
Blaine was sure he was salivating over the boy now as he fumbled for his phone and Alivia's number, he had only just met her, but he hoped she was better at giving advice on how to talk to someone you liked than Wes and David were. He keyed in Alivia's number into contacts and opened a new message.
Looking at the man of my dreams – Blaine
Wow, weird way to start off a conversation – Alivia
What did you expect me to start with? – Blaine
Maybe "Oh Hi, it's Blaine, remember me from ten minutes ago" – Alivia
Touché, now how do I talk to him? – Blaine
Walk up and say "Hi I'm Blaine" although you don't like to start off conversations like that do you? – Alivia
I'd do that, but he's singing – Blaine
What, just randomly? – Alivia
No, he's busking with his show choir – Blaine
Then talk to him after he's done then – Alivia
Oh, don't worry that is my plan – Blaine
Before he could exit out of the message however, his phone was whipped out of his hand. He looked up to see his father standing over him, looking angry.
"Blaine! What have we told you about texting people from school on the weekends, I thought we could trust you when we gave you back your phone this morning."
Blaine gulped; scared to tell his father that it wasn't anyone from school.
"Um... Father, it's not anyone from school." Blaine voiced timidly
"What are you talking about? You don't have any other friends." His father said gruffly. Ouch thought Blaine, despite the fact that his father's words, however detrimental, were true.
"It's not!" Blaine insisted "look at the recipient" and his father did exactly that. The expression on his face changed immediately from anger to relief upon seeing the name Alivia Pope at the top of the screen. Blaine just prayed that he didn't read any further than the name.
"Glad to see that you've finally seen sense son" he said, clapping a hand on his son's back, the first contact the two of them had had in months. Blaine sighed. He had dodged a major bullet there, but he had also managed to convince his father that he had become straight at the same time, despite the fact that he was still 100% gay.
Blaine's attention turned back to the show choir. They had finished singing and were going around with their hats, asking for additional donations to put towards their trip to New York. Blaine couldn't keep his eyes off the boy with the porcelain skin as he held out his hat for donations, laughed with some and thanked others politely.
Blaine was desperate to go and talk to the boy, but his parents had sat down opposite him and were ordering Lunch. He had just managed to convince his father he had turned straight, he couldn't just walk up and start talking to a boy he barely knew.
When the boy came around asking for donations from Blaine's family, he collected them and walked away. Blaine had missed his opportunity. Yet he continued to watch him as he collected donations, and went back to the microphone. Blaine's heart jumped in his chest, he was going to give a speech!
"Hello, I'm Kurt Hummel and I would like to thank everybody for your generosity and for listening to us sing today. We're here for the next two weeks to continue raising money for us to go to nationals in New York. Thank you"
And with that, the New Directions started packing up. Blaine sat there, dumbstruck. He now knew the boy's name. Kurt Hummel and that he was going to be there for the next two weeks. There was only one thing for it. He looked at his parents and opened his mouth and asked, for the first time since the weekly Sunday outings had started.
"Can we come back next week?"
AN: Hello! This is The Original Horcrux here, but you can call me Nayla, and I have just had the wonderful opportunity to write the opening chapter of this fic. The next chapter will be written by FutureStarkid (aka Chloe) then the third by me and so on and so forth. This story will be published on both our profiles, just to clarify with any confusion. And also, this fic is AU, meaning that it differs from the original canon glee storyline, it also takes place during season 2. If you're one of my readers, aloha! Hope you're enjoying the new story. If you're one of Chloe's readers, then aloha to you too, very pleased to meet you!
This fic should be updated quite regularly, but both Chloe and I are at school, so If we're taking ages to update, feel free to PM one of us and give us a nudge. :) I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. We love reviews almost as much as we love fluffy Klaine moments!
Until Next Time
Nayla and Chloe xx
