Hey Everyone!
This is my newest MPREG story. It's a lot different from Something Unexpected but I hope you will like this one, too.
Summary: Blaine is a typical badboy, he became a famous musician at a young age and he pretends to be straight on his manager's advice. It's getting harder for him, though, he wants to be free and live without lies. He meets Kurt, the NYADA student at a party, the two of them start getting closer to each other and after a horrible night, Blaine ends up in Kurt's bed. A few weeks later, Kurt surprises Blaine with something none of them expected.
The ticking of the clock drove Blaine crazy. He had been in Tina's office for the past twenty minutes, without his manager saying a single word. He knew that he was in trouble, of course. It wasn't the first time Tina had called him to talk because he had done something inappropriate. He was a young man with wild dreams and even wilder nature, and the fact that he could have everything he wanted didn't help at all. He had known that this would happen the second he had left the party the previous night and had gone to drink with Sebastian in a crowded bar. He had been aware of the paparazzi taking pictures of them and the fact that they hadn't been acting like friends but he had been so angry, he hadn't cared.
Tina kept her eyes on the article in front of her and Blaine leaned closer to check if she was still awake. She hadn't moved for a while and he wanted to make sure she was alright. The last thing he wanted was to be the cause of his manager's heart attack.
Tina jumped up from her chair so suddenly that Blaine yelped and almost fell back. The woman pressed her lips together in anger and walked right to him, leaning down to be face to face with Blaine.
"What's your explanation for this?" Tina asked dangerously quietly.
Blaine turned his head and looked at the magazine on the table. He could see the picture of himself and Sebastian as they were sitting in the corner of the bar and although they didn't hold hands, it was obvious that they weren't just friends.
"We had a drink together, not a big deal" Blaine shrugged.
"Not a big deal? You left your date in the middle of a party and you went out to meet a guy! How should I explain this?" Tina shouted.
Blaine sighed and looked down. It had been Tina's idea to hide his true self and pretend to be straight. He had agreed with her back then, he had been young and afraid of what people would think about him. He had handled critiques pretty badly and wanted nothing just to be left alone, even if it had meant living in a lie. But Blaine had changed a lot since then. He was an adult now, he didn't care what others thought about him and he had enough of pretending. He felt so lonely, if he hadn't had Seb to help him through this time of his life, he would have gone crazy.
"Maybe you shouldn't" Blaine replied quietly.
"Oh, no, no, no" Tina shook her head and went back to her chair. "We went through this a dozen times. You know that you can't do that."
"Why not?" Blaine asked.
"Blaine, just think about it. Who are most of your fans?" Tina asked slowly. She had repeated the question a million times lately.
"Teenage girls" Blaine answered in a bored tone.
"Right, teenage girls. They buy your CDs, your clothes, they go to your concerts. You live from their money. They like you because you're a smoking hot young man in tight pants and leader jacket, someone they're in love with. It works as long as you show up on public venues with girls but do you know what would happen if they knew the truth? You're so talented, Blaine. Why do you want to destroy yourself?" Tina asked.
"Do you think they really care about who I am with?" Blaine asked. He had been so young when he had become famous, he knew little about real world. He trusted Tina more than anybody but their plans were so different lately, Blaine didn't know if he should listen to the woman in this.
"No, I don't think, I know they do" Tina answered. "So don't leave your 'girlfriend' behind next time."
"She was touching me!" Blaine said.
"Oh, come on, she grabbed your ass one time. It's not a big deal" Tina rolled her eyes.
"It is for me!" Blaine said.
"You won't die from some touching and a few kisses" Tina said.
"You know what? I think we should end the conversation here" Blaine said and stood up. "I'm willing to wait with my coming out for a little while but you can't expect me to kiss girls just so people would be satistied with my behaviour! I-I can't do it anymore."
"Blaine, come back here!" Tina yelled but Blaine was already outside her office and slammed the door shut.
~ o ~
Blaine was still angry that evening. Tina had tried to call him several times but he avoided the phone calls. He didn't want to talk to her or anybody else. He felt like living in a cage and he wanted to finally be free. It was funny that people wanted to be in his place, that they thought his life was perfect when it couldn't be farther from that.
He sat down in his living room, unable to decide what to do. It felt like the walls were closing in around him and he had to get out but he didn't know how to do it without being noticed. Being famous meant that he couldn't even go to the mall without people following and bothering him. He was so jealous when he saw teenagers live their carefree lives, young adults meet their friends and have fun without being afraid of the consequences. He wanted to be normal like them.
The crazy idea came out of nowhere. At one moment he was sitting on his couch and the next he knew, he was standing in the bathroom, pouring hair gel onto his dark curls. When he was done with his hair, he went through his wardrobe and pulled out clothes he hadn't worn since ages. Clothes he had worn back in high school before this craziness he called life had begun. He chose bright red pants and a matching tight shirt, sighing in relief when he saw they fitted perfectly. He took care of his body and kept a diet since he had become famous, mostly because Tina had freaked out from the large amount of cronuts he ate and had found him a personal trainer, so Blaine wouldn't grow twice his size before getting thirty.
Finding his glasses was a harder job since he hadn't worn them for a while. Tina absolutely hated the idea of him being on the stage in glasses because they hid his eyes and she thought the fans should see them. Blaine wasn't sure if fans really cared about his eyes, they weren't that special at all but he believed Tina knew things better than him. Thankfully, he had listened to her, so now as he finished getting ready and stood in front of his mirror, he was absolutely satisfied with his look. Nobody could recognize him like this. He looked like a nerd, not like a hot badboy like usually.
Blaine took a deep breath as he stepped outside. For the first time in years, he felt free. He could be himself because he was like everybody else, he didn't have to be afraid of anything.
Blaine ended up in a bar and sat down in the corner with his drink, watching people around him. He enjoyed the sight of dancing couples, he watched in interest the friends chatting by the other tables and he even let himself leer at boys he would have liked to flirt with.
He drank the rest of his drink and decided to get another one. He went to the counter and when the bartender walked in his direction, he leaned closer to give him his order.
"Hey, hobbit. We've been here before you."
Blaine gulped and turned towards the people standing beside him. There was a dark-haired girl, she must have been the one who talked to him but Blaine didn't care about her. Because right next to her was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. A boy with porcelain skin, shiny hair and bright blue eyes, dressed in stylish clothes and he had the most perfect smile. Blaine felt like he couldn't take his eyes from him.
"Hey, are you deaf?" the girl asked again.
"Leave him alone, Santana" the boy sighed and turned back to Blaine. "I'm sorry. She doesn't know how to behave properly."
"Hey!" the girl – Santana – gasped.
"It's fine. It was my fault anyway" Blaine smiled at the boy.
"That's right" Santana said and turned back to the counter. The boy beside her smiled at Blaine apologetically and then turned back to his friend.
From that second, Blaine couldn't keep his gaze away from the boy. He watched him and his friends the whole night from the place where he was sitting, hidden in the shadows. There was something special in that boy, in his gestures, in the way he talked. Blaine had no idea what it was but he wanted to figure out.
Stop, he told himself. He had to remind himself that this wasn't real, that it was just one night and soon he had to go back to his life where lonely nights didn't exist and where he was Blaine Anderson, the straight musician.
But the boy watched him, too, and smiled at him several times. Blaine hesitated, not knowing if he should smile back, but he did it anyway. And not just that, he waved towards him before he could stop himself and now the boy was walking right towards him... God, this was wrong, very wrong.
"Hey! Can I sit down?" the boy asked.
No.
"Yeah, of course" Blaine nodded and jumped up to pull out the chair for the boy.
"A real gentleman" the boy smiled as he sat down. "I hope I don't desturb. I saw you sitting here all alone and I thought you would like to have company."
"And you were right" Blaine said and raised his right hand. "I'm Blaine."
"Kurt" the boy said and shook his hand. "So Blaine, what are you doing here alone on this beautiful Friday night?"
I ran away because I felt like suffocating in my apartment.
"I-I had a long day" Blaine answered.
"Cruel boss?" Kurt asked.
"You can say that" Blaine answered.
"I'm sorry" Kurt said sympathetically.
"It's fine. I'm used to it" Blaine shrugged.
"It seems like it really bothers you" Kurt said.
Blaine closed his eyes and sighed. He didn't understand why, maybe because he had nobody to talk to, but he felt like he had to tell someone about his feelings or else he would explode.
"It's not just... my boss" Blaine said. "I'm so unhappy, you know? I'm sick of people telling me how to act, what to wear, I just want to be free! Why can't I be whoever I want?"
"You can" Kurt said simply. "It's only you who can decide how to live your life. If you want to change, than do it! Why does it matter what others think about you?"
Blaine smiled sadly. If Kurt knew...
"Look, Blaine. Life's too short, you can't waste your time for people who don't deserve you. Be brave and fight for yourself" Kurt said.
As they continued their conversation, Blaine watched Kurt in awe. The boy was clearly something else than people Blaine had met so far. He was so brave and honest, he was exactly what Blaine wanted to be but didn't have courage to take the first step. He wanted a person like Kurt in his life.
He knew that it was stupid, he knew he had to forget that this night ever happened and he had to forget Kurt. He had to go home and back to his life, he had to get out of these ridiculous clothes and change back because it was all just a play and the boy he pretended to be didn't exist.
But no matter what his mind told him, he didn't listen to it. The voice of his heart was a lot stronger and the words slipped out before he could stop himself.
"Can I have your phone number?I... It would be great to meet you again."
Idiot.
"Yeah. Yeah, of course" Kurt nodded.
Blaine swallowed nervously as Kurt took his phone and saved his number into it. Tina would so kill him for this but he couldn't help it. He had to meet Kurt again.