So, Blaine came over, and, as usual, I was doing homework. "Hey, honey. What're you up to?" "Can't you see I'm doing homework?" He sat down in the empty chair next to me. "What class?" he asked me, batting those beautiful hazel eyes at me. "French. You take french?" "No. Spanish." He planted a kiss on my right cheek. "Will you teach me some spanish?" I asked him. He thought it over for a second, then he said "OK, honey. Whatever you want Hey, I have an idea..."
We were sitting on my bed (blaine's idea) and he was staring into my eyes. "Eres mi príncipe." that means...you are my...prince? Oh, god, I'm his prince? That's so fricking romantic. How am I supposed to top that? He keeps staring at me with those pretty eyes of his, as if staring into my very soul. "Eres el hombre mas hermoso del mundo." What the...? For some random reason, I want him to sing to me right here and now. "Blaine?" "Si, hermoso?" "Sing for me." "No, preguntarme en español." I racked my brain trying to remember how to say it in spanish. "C-canta para mí." I said to him. Then... well, he sang:
Si pudiera bajarte una estrella del cielo
Lo haria sin pensarlo dos veces
Porque te quiero
Y hasta un lucero
Y si tuviera el naufragio de un sentimiento
Seria un velero en la isla
De tus deseos, de tus deseos
Pero por dentro
Entiende que no puedo
Y a veces me pierdo
Cuando me enamoro
A veces desespero
Cuando me enamoro
Cuando menos me lo espero
Pero me enamoro
Se detiene el tiempo
Me viene el alma al cuerpo
Sonrio, cuando me enamoro
And then it was over. Blaine had to go home. As he went out the door, he said, "Hasta la próxima vez, mi príncipe. Te amo."