A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't posted anything new for my other fics. I'm working on it though! Anyways... I am in love with Anderberry-Hummel fics, so I thought, hey, why not write one myself? Enjoy! :D
I do not own Glee. If I did, Sebastian would have been beat up by Kurt, Blaine, and Santana already. c:
Kurt's POV
At the end of a normal school day, I casually strolled up to my locker. Mercedes was situated at her own, fixing her hair.
" Hey 'Cedes," I playfully kissed her on the cheek.
" Hi boo! Ready for Rachel's sleepover tonight?" She just had finished spraying some hairspray into her weave.
" You bet! I've missed our girl chats and gossips." I began unloading some textbooks into my satchel as Rachel waltzed up.
" Kurtsie! 'Cedes! How are my two besties?" Her tone was cheery and overly excited. I rolled my eyes and hugged Rachel. To be honest, I really did miss our girl's night outs. They take the edge off and I get some great gossip. Mainly though, we get to talk about the boys. The, hot, boys.
" Hey Rach! So am I taking 'Cedes to your house and you drive yourself?" I smiled at the brunette.
" That's the plan! Oh and guys," Her mood drastically changed. " I must warn you, my older brother is going to be home because my dads won't be here." My brain wondered over what she just said. Brother? Since when did she have an older brother? Oh! Blaine! That's right! Blaine is a freshman in collage. I've seen butt-loads of pictures of Rachel and Blaine together when she was about five and he was around seven. I nodded, not really thinking much of her 'warning'. Rachel waved us off and headed to her light blue Honda. Mercedes and I walked to my black Navigator.
" So, do you think Rachel's brother is gonna be hot?" Mercedes wondered aloud.
" Um, I don't know. But isn't that sort of pathetic; perving on your best friend's older brother? Plus, we don't even know if he's gay. Or attractive in this case." She shrugged and I unlocked my baby's doors. We chatted while I drove three cars behind Rachel. She reached her house sooner than we did. With my luck, Mercedes and I got caught behind some idiot who bumped another person's back bumper.
" Ugh, you've got to be kidding me!" I threw my hands up dramatically. Mercedes patted my knee. The black skinny jeans I was wearing began to feel a bit uncomfortable. And my white deep v-neck with a black scarf was getting itchy. Seeing this, obviously I'm not a patient person. Mercedes saw me in my, drastic state, and turned up the radio. I lit up hearing Katy Perry's Teenage Dream. Half way through the song, the traffic began to move.
We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a fort out of sheets
I finally found you
My missing puzzle piece
I'm complete
Our music was blasting and we were singing at the top of our lungs. Still singing, we reached Rachel's house where the familiar girl stood talking to a guy with pretty brown curls. Rachel must have heard our music – I mean, who couldn't? Anyway, she must have heard us blasting the Top 40's because she turned around. That frown on her face flipped faster than you can say Gaga. I loosened the scarf around my neck a bit, covering some of my pale white chest.
" Kurtsie, 'Cedes!" Rachel's voice blared over my car's engine. I turned off the car and got out simultaneously to Mercedes.
" Hey Rach! I'm so excited!" I cried in a singsong voice. The girls hooked each of my arms and guided me to the house that I know all to well. The guy with the curls left the porch, most likely into the house.
" So, Rachel, was that your hot brother?" Mercedes asked hopefully. Rachel rolled her eyes in response.
" Well, I suppose you're going to have to meet him some time today." Mercedes giggled and I playfully sighed.
" Blaine! Get down here and meet my friends!" Rachel yelled impatiently.
" Coming oh beloved sister!" His voice was smooth and, dare I say, sexy. Heavy footsteps avalanched down the stairs. And than, there he was. Beautiful brown curls filled his head. I shamelessly checked him out, trying to keep my jaw from hitting the floor. He was wearing a very fitted black v-neck and blue skinny jeans. I was taller than him, but he was so much more muscular. And his eyes . . . They're like two hazel and dark green orbs. I felt my heart rattle against my ribcage, ready to pop out. Our eyes met for a brief second, than I looked away, a faint, dusty pink creeping onto my cheeks. Again, with my luck, Mercedes happened to see that whole thing.
" Blaine, this is Kurt and Mercedes. They're sleeping over. Now go away." Rachel announced in a bored tone, snapping me out of my hypnotized state. Mercedes lightly nudged my bicep and gave me her cheeky smile. She stood on her tippy toes and whispered into my ear.
" He is one fine piece of ass," My face went bright red and I held back a laugh.
" Now, now, Rachel, let's not be rude. Hello Mercedes," He took Mercedes' hand and kissed her knuckle. " Kurt," Blaine shook my hand and gave me a wink. He winked at me! Well, he is sort of a flirt. Just because he flirts with everyone doesn't mean he likes me. Mercedes was stifling her laughter by trying to cover it with a cough. I shot her a shut-up-and-tell-me-what's-going-on look. She shrugged nonchalantly. Blaine retreated back upstairs after having a sibling quarrel.
" Damn Kurt! Someone's got the hots for you!" Mercedes said loud enough for only Rachel and I to hear. Again, my face turned seven different shades of red.
" I have to agree Kurt. Blaine did look smitten with you when he saw you in the car." Rachel couldn't help but let the grin turn her lips up.
" Oh shut up guys. Why would a guy like Blaine be interested in a plain old boring Kurt." I argued.
" Well, why don't you scoot your little behind up there and ask him yourself?" Mercedes edged. I shook my head. That was a ridiculous idea! Me going up to Blaine five minutes after I met him and saying, ' I think I'm completely in love with you! Have my gaybies!' Hell no.
" That, my dear friends, is a definite no." I pushed the girls upstairs to Rachel's room. I sat myself next to Mercedes on the yellow and pink bed spread.
" So Rachel," Mercedes began. " What do you have in mind for movies? Personally I'm feeling some Disney coming up in this house." We all shared a laugh.
" I second that!" I shouted. " Today, I feel like watching Tangled." Mercedes nodded.
" Than Tangled it is!" Rachel giggled. Than, her face went into a blank expression. " Blaine has Tangled in his room." I scoffed lightly. A legal adult watching a Disney movie? That seems a bit pathetic. And creepy.
" I nominate Kurt to get the DVD," Mercedes stated plainly.
" I second that," Rachel agreed. " That's two against one Kurt. Go on, shoo!" She scooted me along to her doorway. Right as I stepped into the hallway, she shut her door, locking it behind her.
" You're only allowed back in once you've gotten the disk!" Rachel yelled through the door. I sighed and slumped over to Blaine's shut door. Giving myself a mental pep talk, I finally knocked at his door.