An: So, this is my first Glee fanfic. Ever. And since Blaine is my favorite character, i thought it would only be apropos to use him. This may seem like it's set in season 3, but i was really aiming for just after 'Born This Way'.
Chapter song is Fashion of his love by Lady GaGa
Blaine's POV
I'm not the kind of guy who really knows what he's doing when it comes to love. I could put on a really nice act like I was strong and confident, but really I was like a lost puppy. I rarely said or did the right thing. All of that was before I met him. Kurt Hummel. Then my obvious problems with love and relationships got worse. I mean, come on; I kissed a girl and questioned whether or not I was gay. I'm still trying to figure out how I could have been so tragically blind not to realize that he was interested in me. He had to tell me on Valentine's Day, and that just made me feel worse about the "When I Get You Alone' incident. I could have been serenading Kurt, but instead I went to the GAP to sing to some guy who didn't like me that way. But I got another chance and instead of making a complete idiot out of myself, I kissed him. And he kissed me back. The one brilliant moment in my life, and finally I did something that counted.
When Kurt left Dalton to return to McKinley, I honestly didn't know how I was going to get past it. I knew, or well I fervently hoped, that this change wouldn't affect our relationship. Because that day when I sang to him in front of his entire school, that's when I really realized I loved him.
Now I'm sitting in the choir room with Kurt and the rest of his -no, my since I transferred- Glee club. We always sat next to each other in every class we had together. At first people weren't accepting of it and we got more dirty looks and more slushy-facials then I could count. Now they made a point to ignore them most of the time.
"Okay, I hope all of you have your songs ready for this week's assignment," Mr. Shue announced. I could feel Kurt bouncing in his seat, so I laced my fingers through his and he instantly calmed and leaned on my shoulder. I was also nervous because of the nature of the assignment: Sing what you really feel. I told Kurt I wanted to sing 'When I Get You Alone' to him because honestly that fits perfectly, but when he said it reminded him of the Valentine's debacle, I dropped it.
"Okay Blaine, you're up," he told me after Quinn, Santana, and Mercedes sang their separate songs. Kurt unwillingly released my hand as I stood up and took my place in front of the room. I shot a smile at my beautiful boyfriend before I started to sing.
I never was the kind of girlThat's naturally sureWhen it comes to loveOh noI was insecureInsecureBut when it comes to you and meI can't deny this feeling insideOh noI never felt like this before
He knew this already, but it was nice to say anyways.This beforeI seeing all the signs from aboveI'm going to be the one that he lovesI was made for loving him
That one lyric was the entire reason I chose this song. I had felt lost and incomplete before him but now I was whole.
The Fashion of his Love
Oh yeahI'm gonna be his first and last kiss,'Cause baby I was born to be his
I was made for loving himThe Fashion of his Love (I love you)
Rachel whispered something in Kurt's ear and he smiled and nodded, his eyes never leaving mine.
But just as long as I met you
You're my babe right through
I was made for you (I was made for you)
I'm seeing all the signs from above
I'm going to be the one that he loves
I was made for loving him
The Fashion of his Love
Oh yeahI'm gonna be his first and last kiss,'Cause baby I was born to be his
I was made for loving him
The Fashion of his Love
They say I need a strong man,Not just a friend
But baby must have reached his death
No more reason to cry or to justify
How I feel for you
My love, I'm seeing all the signs from above
I'm going to be the one that he loves
I was made for loving him
Oh yeah, I'm seeing all the signs from above
I'm going to be the one that he loves
I was made for loving him
The Fashion of his Love
Oh yeah, I'm gonna be his first and last kiss,'Cause baby I was born to be his
I was made for loving him
The Fashion of his Love
Oh yeah, I'm gonna be his first and last kiss,'Cause baby I was born to be his
I was made for loving himThe Fashion of his Love
Everyone broke out in thunderous applause as I ended the last note, but I only paid attention to my boyfriend.
"So," I asked hesitantly "what did you think of the song?" Kurt stood up and I wrapped my arms around his waist.
"You sang GaGa for me," he said dramatically, causing everyone to laugh.
"Well, I couldn't find any Katy Perry songs to describe my feelings as well as Lady GaGa, so yes," I admitted with a laugh. Without another word he kissed me as if we were alone in his bedroom and not in a room with our friends. Yes, it's official; I was made for loving him.
Any prompts are welcomed and encouraged! Well, until next time my little sprinkles! Oh, and review please!
