So my new story is here! I've been playing around with this concept in my head for a while, so I decided to just write and see how it goes. I hope you enjoy; please follow, favourite and review-I can't wait to see how this story develops!


Kurt Hummel Set to Take Over New York City

Broadway up-and-comer Kurt Hummel was spotted yesterday afternoon at one of the city's most elite management agencies. Until now, the young singer has managed to jet straight to the top independently. But it seems that his new found success has attracted many an agency, as Hummel was then spotted later that same day at another well-known New York-based talent agency.

Hummel is most well-known for his portrayals of Fiyero in Wicked, and Tony in West Side Story on Broadway; both making headlines for his astounding countertenor voice. Wherever Kurt goes, success seems to follow. The down-to-earth Texan-born man (although who would know; Kurt's accent has long gone) has gained quite a following in the Broadway world.

Perhaps with his new management agency, his fans will become global. We wish Kurt Hummel all the best and hope to see him cast in the revival of Funny Girl this fall.

Kurt stepped out of his Upper East Side apartment building, immediately swamped by paparazzi. The man was head-to-toe in designer gear, and looked nothing short of perfection. Cameras flashed wildly as he perched sunglasses worth thousands of dollars on his nose and walked off confidently, ignoring the shouts and yells of the camera men behind him.

Kurt's life had sky-rocketed since he had graduated NYADA. The Hummel man had been snatched up by a young producer who was willing to take a chance on a fresh face. His portrayal of Fiyero caused him to gain a small but devoted fan-following, which helped catapult his fame and book him more and more shows.

Before he knew it, Kurt was one of the most successful Broadway actors in New York. Even those who had no involvement in the musical theatre world knew who he was. He really was living the dream; fame, fortune, and a lot of really great friends, he wouldn't have it any other way.

Although, there was one thing he was missing; love. Dating had fallen to the wayside since Kurt's career became the number one priority in his life. Sometimes, when the young man was lying in bed alone at night, after the buzz of another show had worn off, he felt so empty and lonely, that he really wondered if it was all worth it.

But Kurt tried not to think about it; instead focusing on all the gifts that life had given him. So he took full advantage of all the glamorous parties and presents that he received. Some might say he was shallow, but Kurt would say he was protecting his heart. If he remained swept-up in this crazy lifestyle, then maybe he wouldn't feel so lonely all the time.

So, Kurt ignored the paparazzi and headed off to another meeting with a talent agent who, no doubt, would offer him all the world's riches that he couldn't really provide, just to represent Kurt.

"Kurt Hummel here to see Mr James", Kurt said as he walked up to the grand marble reception desk of the building.

"Mr James will be with you in one moment, sir. Please take a seat".

She gestured to the plush white, leather sofa that Kurt thought was horribly tacky in the corner of the lobby. He huffed slightly at this; nobody should keep one of New York's most famous success stories waiting. But nevertheless, he sat down and took out his phone, checking his Twitter notifications like it was his religion.

This was why Kurt was so startled when his phone started ringing, and Burt Hummel's face appeared on the screen. He had fought hard to keep a good relationship with his father, despite Kurt's busy schedule. But they really didn't talk as much as they liked, and since the younger Hummel's abrupt lifestyle change, any common interests the pair once had were now gone.

"Hello?" Kurt asked, curious as to why his father would randomly call him in the middle of the afternoon on a weekday.

"Hey bud, how's city life treating you?" Kurt smiled at this. Hearing his father's voice always made him feel so happy.

"It's treating me fine, dad. How are you? How's your heart?"

"Oh don't you be worrying about me. I'm eating healthy, I swear".

"But nobody's there to check up on you; even one burger could cause a problem, dad, you know that".

Kurt always worried about his father, being so far away and all. Since Elizabeth died, Burt had never remarried or even look at another woman, as far as Kurt knew. His dad had owned a farm since before Kurt was even born. He had fond memories of climbing up onto tractors and hiding in hay-bails as a boy. Now, Kurt couldn't dream of living somewhere so remote and muddy.

"Now Kurt I didn't call just for you to give me a lecture. Besides, I have somebody here to look out for me now".

"What? Who?" Kurt asked in an accusatory manner. If his father had a new girlfriend, he damn sure wanted to know about it.

"I hired a stable boy. He's really great, Kurt. He keeps me from doing anything too heavy-going, and makes sure I eat a good lunch". He calmed down a bit at this.

"Oh, good….I mean, I'm really glad, dad. Even with the regular staff, you need some extra help".

The pair chatted amicably for a few more minutes before Kurt realised that his father must have rung him for a reason;

"Dad, not that I don't love chatting to you. But is there a reason you called?"

"Oh yeah. Look son, I really do miss you and I feel like I haven't seen your face that wasn't on some photo-shopped poster for such a long time. How about you come down to the farm for a trip? I know you've got a week off soon".

"Can't you come visit me?" Kurt practically begged, hoping he would never have to set foot on a remote farm with no Wi-Fi ever again.

"Bud, you know I can't just leave the farm. Plus, I don't really feel up to flying, you know how it is".

Kurt could tell that Burt really wanted him to go. And, as much as he wanted to protest, he really couldn't let down his dad; he had put off visits for such a long time now.

"Sure, dad, I'll be there".

"You will?" Burt replied, sounding surprised, "oh that's great, bud. I can't wait to see you. Maybe we'll even get you mucking in around here".

Kurt wanted to strongly protest, stating that he would maybe make everyone on the farm sandwiches, and other than that he was spending the time soaking in the hot Texan sun, but at that moment the receptionist called him through. So Kurt settled with;

"I have to go, see you soon Dad".

"See you in a couple of weeks, Kurt!"

And with that, Kurt ended the call, and headed for a busy day of meetings and interviews.

Two weeks later, Kurt was in his spacious penthouse packing his things. What would one need for a farm? Kurt asked himself and then sighed. He really had lost the young boy he once was, who loved to get muddy and spend all day in the harsh sun, as long as he got to spend time with the people he loved. Kurt sure was a far cry from that now. So Kurt settled with what he felt were the necessities, meaning he had two carry-on bags, and three heavy pull-along suitcases.

The porter from the lobby came and carefully placed the expensive luggage into the cab, and before Kurt knew it, he was on the plane, Texas-bound. Out the window, the landscape changed from the sparkling ocean and dazzling skyscrapers, to harsh plains and boring lakes.

Kurt suppressed a sigh; as excited as he was to finally see his dad again, he couldn't help but dread the week that followed; sunburns, manual labour, and ruined clothes were all on Kurt's agenda, and he was not looking forward to it one bit.


Hope you enjoyed-see you next chapter!