Note: This is my first fan fiction, and I would love helpful critics. More chapters are coming.
I was half way into the party when I saw her. Although my vision was cloudy and I was practically spinning in circles from all the booze I drank, it only took a moment for my heart to leap out of my chest and into her hands. The beautiful rosy cheeks framed by long blonde curls, finished off by her happy go lucky attitude that was even more framed when she was a little (okay, maybe a lot) tipsy. Brittany had never crossed my mind before; after all, I thought I was gay. But that didn't matter now. Nothing could stop me from walking up to her and telling her just how I felt.
"Blaine are you okay?" I spun around to see who was talking to me although I already knew. Only one guy in this universe could have that high pitched of a voice… Kurt.
"Yeah I'm fiinnee," I said, even though I wanted to scream, "YOU JUST RUINED THE MOST IMPORTANT MOMENT OF MY LIFE!"
"What did you say? You're sssslllluuuurrrrring your words." He laughed and motioned toward a big circle in the middle, "C'mon we are playing spin the bottle."
Although I was still mad at Kurt for stopping my unstoppable action, I was really glad we were playing spin the bottle, I could finally be able to kiss Brittany.
A couple of people went before I really started paying attention. It was a little annoying seeing blurry figures kissing each other, but I waited patiently for some of the alcohol to die down and make everything a bit more clearly. It was Brittany's turn, and I sure as hell wasn't going to miss this.
The cute blonde leaned over a wavered a little bit, I thought she was going to fall over but in the end she just spun the bottle really hard and stumbled backward while laughing with who looked to be Santana and maybe Mercedes.
Round and round and round and round the bottle went and it didn't seem like it would be stopping any time soon. Eventually, the beer bottle started going slower and slower and was about to land on me when it stopped. Right there, it stopped, next to me… ON SAM! I was furious, absolutely enraged.
"No, no, no way is Brittany going to be kissing my Froggy lips," thank GOD for Santana being such a jealous biatch because it gave me the perfect opportunity. While everyone was staring at Santana and moaning, "This is fair." I switched the bottle turning it so it landed on me.
"Guys wait," I said. And judging on the way they all just looked at me and continued on, I was certain I had too much to drink.
"The bottle landed on me," I tried annunciating my words correctly and prayed to god it worked.
"Heyhe's right!"
"Lucky him, he getsh to kissh Brittany!" All the voices were coming to fast and I got really confused until Brittany leaned over to me just inches from my lips, and then I leaned in the extra few inches and sparks flew all over. I had never felt a kiss like this, so passionate and real I felt connected to her. I dove in deeper knowing I was lighting a flame inside her body that only I could extinguish.
Gently I pulled away from her lips and looked her straight in the eyes knowing my expression must have been exactly like hers. Exited, nervous, and undeniably lovestruck. We stayed there just looking at each other when Rachel's shrill voice interrupted us.
"MMMMYYYY TUUURRRRNNN!" She went up to the bottle and gave it a fast flick of the wrist. Around and around it went again, and I was about to tune out when…
"Again!"
"Blaine do you have some sort of magnet on you?" I realized that they were all talking about me and I had to make a decision whether to kiss her or not. Not kissing her would let me look at Brittany more and decide what I wanted to do. On the other hand kissing her might make Brittany jealous and that was one thing I could use.
It wasn't my decision so much as it was Rachel coming full blast on my lips. I felt nothing there but I had to keep the show up for Brittany's sake so I tried to make Rachel feel like Brittany had. I opened my eyes and glanced at the beautiful blonde who seemed very unnerved and really annoyed. I pushed it with Rachel until his high voice came in.
"I think we have had enough of that." Damnit Kurt! I glanced over at Brittany to see her happily talking with Santana and realized that the only person I made jealous was probably Kurt.
"I think I found a new duet partner!" My ears were now pounding from her voice again, but now I thought this must be the way to make Brittany jealous. Rachel and I sang "Don't you want me." As exciting as that sound, I didn't remember anything else of the night until morning when I woke up in Kurt's bed with a massive headache.