This is the first of the tfln stories I am writing.

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I told you I was good to drive

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dumbass I drove… you sat in the passengers seat and steered with a paper plate

Their names have all been called, they got their diplomas and everyone has been hugging it out. Santana's parents have given her the house alone so they can have a party. She doesn't want a big party though. She only invited the glee club, a few of the cheerios that didn't hate the glee club and a few baseball players that couldn't careless who and who wasn't in glee.

The party is awesome. Finn is the designated driver again but he doesn't mind. Santana apparently isn't getting drunk either. When he asked her why she said she didn't want to get weepy when Brittany turns into a stripper. She's completely out now. Finn likes the new Santana, she's a lot nicer now that everyone knows her little secret.

Rachel is right on time with the needy girl drunk. He can't help but get a little annoyed with it. They broke up about three days ago and she's all over Puck.

"Just hold me, Noah."

Puck looks at Finn like he's sorry. Finn waves him off and then gives him a thumbs up. Truth is, Finn's over Rachel. They didn't connect as much as he hoped they would during their last year together. But it still kind of sucks that she is all over his best friend.

"Finn!" He hears someone calling his name. He turns around and Blaine is draining a red plastic cup that Finn can only assume is filled with beer. He remembers the last party he went to with Blaine. He got so drunk he passed out in Rachel's basement and Finn had to carry him into Kurt's bedroom. He finishes the beer inside the cup and looks at Finn again. "This party is so awesome!" He's shouting everything, meaning he's already buzzed.

"Slow down on the booze, Blaine. Little people get drunk faster then normal sized people." He teases, though he is serious.

"Like you know anything about being normal size, Gigantor."

He leaves and get some more beer. Within an hour he's up on the kitchen counter. He's jumping back and fourth from the counter and the kitchen island, singing 'Raise Your Glass' by Pink.

"Blaine, get down from there." Kurt instructs, snapping his fingers to get his attention.

"If he falls, it'll be a long drop." Santana teases, leaning against the wall. She has the 'I just had sex' grin on her face and Brittany has been missing for a while.

"Finn! Get him down, please." Kurt has turned to him.

Finn sighs and walks over toward the drunk junior boy.

"SO RAISE YOUR GLASS IF YOU ARE WRONG IN ALL THE RIGHT WAYS!" He sings, loudly at Finn, his feet firmly planted on the island, swinging his hips around.

"Come on, Blaine. Let's get you down from there." Finn tries to grab him.

"I am The Eagle!" He jumps from the island and takes off running the second his feet hit the ground.

"What the hell has he been drinking?" Finn shouts, looking between the two.

"I don't know." Kurt says, throwing his hand up in defense.

"I saw Puck hand him something earlier." Santana begins. "Never take a drink from Puck. He likes to mix stuff together way too much." She walks out of the kitchen and disappears back upstairs.

"We should have known Puck had something to do with this." Kurt's says, his eyes narrowed. He pushes past Finn and starts looking for Puck. "I'm going to rip that mo hawk off his head."

"He didn't force him to drink it." Finn follows Kurt but then they see Blaine pulling his shirt over his head.

"You can't hold me back!" He's yelling at his shirt, throwing it on the ground.

"My God." Kurt's eyes go wide, Blaine starts fooling with his zipper. He seems to be having trouble with it. "Stop him!"

"Why must always be the one wh-"

"Just stop him!"

Finn rolls his eyes and grabs Blaine's arms, pulling them behind his back. "I think it's time to go home."

"Hooooooome is where your heart issss." He sings and then laugh. "Let's go, broseph." He gets out of Finn's hold, bends over and picks his shirt up and tries to put it back on but fails. So, he throws it back down. "Maybe later." He's pointing to the shirt so Finn assumes he's talking to the shirt.

Finn follows Blaine out, Kurt trailing behind them, holding Blaine's shirt. Finn pulls his keys out and hands them to Kurt. "Follow us." Kurt nods and takes the key and hands Blaine shirt to Finn. "Blaine give me your car keys."

Blaine is holding his keys and pointing the remote at a black SUV. "I'm good to drive." He says, clicking the unlock button. Nothing happens. He hits the button again. "I think the battery died."

"Dude, this isn't your car." Finn grabs the keys from Blaine and walks to his car, unlocks the door and opens the passenger side door. "Get in, Blaine."

Blaine pouts and gets into the car. It takes him five minutes to get the seat belt on. Finn gets into the boys car and has to take five minutes to adjust the seat. He doesn't see how short people can drive cars when they're that close to the steering wheel.

Blaine finds a paper plate on the floor of the backseat and the whole way to his house he is pretending it's a steering wheel. He's making vrooming sounds and every time Finn turns down a street he makes a skidding sound. Finn is thankful when they pull up to Blaine's house. He turns to Blaine and helps him with his seat belt.

"I told you I was good to drive." He sounds proud.

Finn makes a noise that's somewhere between a scoff and a laugh. "Dumbass, I drove…you sat in the passenger's seat and steered with a paper plate."

Blaine laughed and fell out of the car. Finn cut the engine and got out of the car. He helped Blaine up and practically carried him to the door. He unlocked the front door and took him up to his room, tossing him on his bed. Go to sleep."

"Read me a bed time story."

"No. Now sleep." Finn puts his keys on his dresser and leaves. He gets into his truck and Kurt drives them back to the party.

"Is he ok?" Kurt questions.

"He wanted someone to read him to sleep."

"Did you?"

"What? No."

"Finn!" Kurt turns to him and hits his arm. "Call him right now and tell him a bedtime story."

"He's your boyfriend, you call him."

"But he asked you!"

Finn wanted to fight back but Kurt was glaring at him. Finn pulled his phone out and called Blaine. He answered and sounded all happy. Finn spent the next twenty minutes on the phone, telling Blaine a bedtime story.

Finn hates when Blaine gets drunk.