So, hey.(: This is my first fic but I was really inspired by my amazing betta Sabrina.. so, anyhurrs. Hope ya enjoy! ^-^ rates and reviews are klisses.
Disclaimer: I own nada. Sadly. because if I DID own Klaine...nevermind. Let's keep it PG-13 kids! At least for now(; Kay, ON WITH THE SHOW. :O
Chapter One
Blaine's POV
My computer made a comical message notification noise. I switched tabs from Harry Potter FanFiction to eHarmony. The message icon was lighten up brightly; I trailed my mouse over it and clicked. For a second, all I could do was stare at the picture of this beautiful man that was named Kurt Hummel. We've been talking for the pass few weeks. He's smart, funny, flirty, and sexy as far as I could tell.
'Hey. (;' His profile picture showed a tall slender man with black hair, and brown eyes. He wasn't buff, but he was sculpted. Very nicely. He was wearing a tight, black, long sleeved shirt that showed off his gorgeous figure. And, the red skinny jeans. Those jeans are painted on..I bet you. They left nothing to the imagination. Kurt Hummel is a beautiful man, well..boy. He told me he's 18 years old, a year difference isn't much right? 17 is right next to 18.
'Blaine?'
'Oh, yeah. Sorry..hey (:'
'Hey, cutie. :*'
I had to see him face to face. I had to. We've been talking long enough to meet in person. Go for it, Blaine.
'I was wondering if maybe you'd like to finally meet up? I'm dying to see you in person. (:' About 5 minutes had passed and finally there was a reply.
'Um...I guess. Are you sure?'
'Positive, beautiful. (; Give me a time and place.'
Kurt's POV
Positive beautiful. (; Give me a time and place.'
'I'll meet you at the Lima Bean in two hours.'
'Kay, see you then.'
It was so much easier when my real face was hidden behind the computer screen. Blaine is gonna freak when he figures out I don't look like my profile picture. But, I didn't decline going out with him because a part of me has hope he'll still find me attractive. I also didn't decline because I oddly can't bring myself to say no to Blaine. Weird, right?
The reason behind my fake profile picture is simple: I'm disgustingly hideous. Well, at least that's what everyone says. Being bullied for being gay doesn't exactly make you feel beautiful.
Now, I had to show Blaine the real me, and I hardly even know the guy. 'What the hell are you doing, Kurt?!' Taking risks. For once.
Blaine's POV
I arrived at the Lima Bean 10 minutes early, I wanted to be able to see Kurt walk in with all his beautifully sexy glory. I got a non-fat drip for myself and a non-fat mocha for Kurt. Then, I went to find a cozy table near the front door.
It was about 15 minutes after 7 and there was still no sign of Kurt. I was considering leaving before an angelic voice spoke from behind me.
"Uh...Blaine?" I turned to be met with the most gorgeous creature I had ever seen. There, standing before me, was a tall slender boy wearing extremely tight, black skinny jeans, a white collared, button-up, short sleeved shirt, with a grey scarf, a grey vest, and white Doc Martins. His dusty brown hair was coiffed to perfection, and he had eyes the color of the ocean. He had porcelain skin that's flawless. He's even more sexy and gorgeous than Kurt. He began to blush under my gaze, which had to be the most adorable thing I've ever witnessed. Who is he though? And how does he know my name?
"Um, yeah. Who are you? How do you know my n-name?" I stuttered, still dumbfounded by his beauty.
"Well," he stopped and looked into my eyes with pain and confusion written across his angelic face. "Well, I'm Kurt Hummel."
