Blind Date
Dear fellow Klainer's,
And all who understand the Glee fandom,
I get that we are all sad about Finchel and Brittana,
But let's remember the cutest and most stylish Ship ever to come out of the miracle that is Glee- Klaine.
In order for me to stop crying and waiting for the CWM episode, I sat and thought about what the future could look like for two of the greatest characters in the whole world. So these three chapters are from the point of view of both Kurt and Blaine and are a little different than the current plot of the show is suggesting.
Sitting in my new apartment in Manhattan, I thought about all the amazing things that had happened to me in the past few years, that little Kurt Hummel from Lima, Ohio. Watching Finn and Rachel get married and move in together with their adorable Chris, named after Finn's dad, and pure love for one another, watching as Mike and Tina rekindled their love and now live in a mansion in Hollywood where Tina is a famous actress and Mike tours with dance groups. These two iconic features, that proved that high school romances can go the distance, were so inspiring to me and I was proud to have been a part of all of it. But mostly I am proud that I graduated from NYADA as one of the best students and now I'm off to the Broadway to perform in Wicked. It's a dream come true. Well, it would be, of course, if Adam had stuck around long enough to allow us to have a chance at a relationship. When he left it really made me think on my own childhood sweetheart. Blaine Anderson, the miracle who teenage dreamed himself into my heart. A few years ago he broke the heart I had given him and sent me into a quiet pit of despair. I had spent a whole year trying to get over him, even when I had been dating Adam, my feelings for Blaine remained the same. I was over that now. Living alone in New York after graduating from NYADA and working part time for was like a little boys dream come true. I don't need a guy to complete my life. Well, I'm telling myself that…
It was during a rehearsal of Wicked when the director approached me in the dressing room and asked me a rather strange question.
"You're gay, right?" He asked. I paused and looked at him thoughtfully.
"Umm, yeah. But you're married.' I stated.
"No! Not for me." He said quickly, going pink in the face. "It's a guy I've been working with on a short movie. He's gay too and he's single and asked me if I knew anyone who was available."
"Oh." I said, relieved. "Umm, ok."
"So you'll meet him?" Mr White asked.
"Yeah, sure."
"Excellent! He'll meet you tomorrow, eight o'clock at that Chinese restaurant on 59th street." He patted me on the back and bounded away.
"Well that was weird." I said to the air. As I bounded my way back to my apartment I began to wonder what this guy was like. I pictured locks of dark curls and smouldering, hazel eyes that could make a person melt.
"You basically just described your ex." I said aloud. How was I supposed to move on if all I could think about was Blaine Devon Anderson, the cutest guy ever.
"You just need to get back in the game!" Isabelle Wright, my glamorous boss, said to me that evening when met her at the office. "You've been so caught up after Adam went back to England and you just need to meet this guy and put yourself back out there."
"How am I supposed to find anyone else? Who else am I gonna get that connection with?" I looked hopelessly at the notes scattered on my desk. Drawings of clothing that the company was begging me to turn into the next trend.
"You'll be surprised Kurt. There are more people out there than you think." She smiled and patted my hand softly. I accepted her comment without really believing that there was any hope for me.
Seven o'clock came around too quickly and I wasn't at all prepared. I still had to pick out an outfit and style my hair into the perfect quaff that always got me praise from the people around me. Just as I had picked my favourite blue sweatshirt, cream capri pants, lace-up ankle boots and blue bow-tie, Rachel decided to call me.
"Hey honey!" She called enthusiastically.
"Hey Rach, what's up?"
"Oh Finn took Chris Hudson. Jr to the park to play football so I get the house to myself."
"Oh awesome! Pretty much know how that feels all the time." I replied to her.
"What's it like living alone?" She asked.
"Quiet, but it's peaceful at least." I shrugged.
"Great. And how's the dating life?" I could hear her conveying what I was about to say to her on the phone to our other bestie, Mercedes.
"Umm, I'm actually getting ready for a blind date right now." I told her and smirked at her gasp of both shock and excitement.
"OMG! Deets!" She prompted.
"I don't know anything yet." I giggled at her enthusiasm. "Hence blind date."
"OMG, you have to call me when you get home and tell me all about it!" I could just see her jumping on the spot, her chocolate brown eyes widening with excitement.
"Will do." I assured her. "But I should go now or there won't be a date to tell you about." She left with another excited squeak before I checked my reflection in the mirror before saying;
"Not bad Hummel." And walking out of the door.