New York
Chapter 1
A/N: So, I originally posted this here, but took it down to lack of interest. I've developed some ideas and changed it, but to those who haven't read this before I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: Glee isn't mine *cries*
It was the day before the new directions were going to leave Ohio for New York. "Mercedes, I can't find my new Alexander McQueen top, the one that came Friday," Kurt dragged out the sentence, so Mercedes would pay attention; she was on her phone, again. "Who're texting now?" She placed her phone down and stood up, so she could look through a pile of clothes with a faint smile on her face. She blatantly ignored Kurt's previous question. "Kurt don't worry we can always go shopping in New York, but didn't Mr. Schue ask us all to have everything packed by today, so there wouldn't be a rush tomorrow?"
"Yes he did, so help me find it!" She just replied with a curt nod, when her phone went off again, "who is it now 'Cedes? I'll find out eventually…" Kurt knew something was going on with his best friend, he assumed Anthony; the guy he set her up with a while back, as they'd been on a few dates together and enjoyed each other's company. He didn't get a word out of her, so they continued to search for this missing top. They spent a couple of hours searching through his closet and washing basket, but they couldn't find it, so they gave up. "Mercedes would you like to join us for dinner?" Carole asked "I'm starting to cook it now."
"I'm sorry Carole, but I can't, I promised my folks that I'd be home by six in time for a last meal before I leave." Mercedes didn't like to lie to her friends, but she didn't want their judgment upon her new relationship. "Okay sweet heart I'll see you tomorrow." Then Mercedes left the Hudson-Hummel house.
"Carole would you like any help making dinner?" Kurt's sentence died off by a ringing of teenage dream. Blaine was ringing him; his boyfriend. That felt so good to say Kurt thought. "Hello Blaine. What do I owe this pleasure; I thought I was meeting you for coffee tomorrow morning before I leave." Carole knew she didn't need any help after she heard who had just called her step-son.
"Hey Kurt, yes we're still meeting tomorrow. I just wanted to let you know that you left your new Alexander McQueen top at mine and I know that you'll want it for New York, do you want me to bring it round?"
"Sure, just give me a second…" Blaine didn't have a chance to say "okay" before Kurt yelled to his step-mom.
"Carole. Can Blaine come round for dinner?" Kurt yelled.
"Sure honey; it'll be ready be seven," he looked at the clock it was quarter to six now.
"Sorry about that Blaine, do you want to come round for dinner?"
"Yes, I'll see you soon."
Forty five minutes later Blaine was at the door. "Hi," Kurt gave him a slow kiss and an embrace. "What was that for?" Blaine asked. "I missed you and I'm not going to see you for a week after I meet you for coffee tomorrow."
Burt came through the door just as Blaine sat down in front of the television with Kurt after leaving Kurt's top over the back of the sofa. "Carole I'm home. Hello Kurt. Hello Blaine. Where's Finn?" There was a murmur of hellos exchanged.
"At Puck's house he's staying round there tonight, but he has everything packed and ready for tomorrow. He's meeting us at McKinley before we set off for New York," Carole replied; she was accompanying New Directions to New York, but Burt was staying in Ohio, as there was too much work to say no to. Burt was unsure what he was going to do with himself when the house was empty for a week once they had left, but Carole had bought the groceries in and left a list of recipes, as she knew Burt would waste away otherwise.
"Dinner's served," Carole called. They all sat up the table eating their vegetable lasagna (Kurt wrote Burt a list of healthy meals after his heart attack he could have) "Mmm this is delicious Carole,"
"Thank you Blaine, what're you planning on doing with yourself when Kurt's gone?"
"Ermm probably just school work, Warbler practice, as we're planning another impromptu performance," Blaine replied flashing one of his gorgeous smiles. "But, Jeff and Nick are taking the leads this time," Blaine told Kurt.
"Why's that, sweetie?"
"I just fancied a changed, and someone else could have the limelight," Blaine told him, knowing full well that Kurt wasn't convinced and thought he was up to something, which he was…
The rest of dinner was eaten in a comfortable silence with idle chit chat here and there, and then Blaine stood up, as he needed to head back to Westerville now. "Thank you Carole, the food was delicious, but I need to go now" Blaine told Carole, "Kurt I'll see you tomorrow at seven at Lima Bean, bye Burt. See you tomorrow Carole."
Kurt woke up at about half five the following morning, excited about what the day lay ahead. Coffee with Blaine, first time on a plane and New York! He had lay his clothes out the previous day, because he knew what he was going to wear: his tight fitted denim trousers; his new Alexander McQueen top his boyfriend had brought round the previous day; a silk glossy red scarf; his new brogues; and to accessorize his new Gucci satchel to keep his essentials in for the plane journey.
One he had finished his morning facial routine and showered, he put his freshly laid clothes on, then headed downstairs where he met Carole, his dad and to his surprise Finn. "Morning Finn, I thought you were staying at Puck's last night, and then meeting us at the school," Kurt asked confused "is everything okay?" Carole glared at Finn.
"Please don't tell him mom, I've already had a fantastic conversation with you and Burt about what happened," Finn's voice oozed with sarcasm. "Just please don't tell him. No!" Finn shouted. Carole stood there shocked at her son's aggression towards her. "I won't tell him, but you don't need to take that tone with me, do you?" Finn stood expecting to answer, when Kurt piped up, "it was a rhetorical question Finn," Finn just appeared dumb-struck.
"Hey dad, I'm going to get my coffee and breakfast from Lima Bean to meet Blaine now. Is there anything you need?"
"No son, Carole bought in all the groceries yesterday, so I'm set for the week." Burt declared.
"Okay, see you later guys," Kurt then shut the front door to head to his baby (his car) to begin the fifteen minute drive to Lima Bean. The clock said five to seven, oh damn I'm going to be late. Luckily the traffic was okay, actually there wasn't hardly any traffic, so Kurt reached Lima Bean only five minutes late.
Kurt looked over to his and Blaine's usual table and saw Blaine sitting there with his phone out. Kurt assumed this was probably because he was wondering where Kurt had got to; after all Kurt never thought to text him that he may be late.
"Blaine, I'm so sorry I'm late. I left the house late and Finn was there when he was meant to be at Puck's till this afternoon when we meet him at McKinley for the drive to the airport." Kurt rambled where he was interrupted with a kiss that eased his worry, and then finished his sentence, "I missed you," with a quick peck on the cheek. "Kurt, okay I understand. Just stop rambling, I missed you too baby, but I saw you last night, silly." Blaine knew Kurt liked being called baby; he loved the endearment of it. "So, do you know why Finn was back?"
"Ermm no actually, Finn began to shout at Carole, which confused me, but he's probably had an argument with Puck."
"Okay," Blaine then passed over Kurt's usual coffee, and assumed it tasted good with the look on Kurt's face then frowned. "What's the matter Kurt? Is the coffee cold? You're getting to go to New York today; you have something to be excited about."
"I'm not going to see you for a week, how am I going to cope?"
"Don't worry you'll see me when you get back," flashing one of his famous smiles that made Kurt squirm inside, "but remember don't forget to buy me a present," he added with a cheeky grin.
"I'll see you soon okay, I need to go, as unlike some people, and I have to continue my school work" then Blaine headed out with a quick kiss, as it took him thirty minutes to travel back to Dalton Academy (it was only a study week, so he didn't actually have to be at school) and it was already eight, "bye."
Kurt's drive back took longer than expected getting back to his house, as it took fifteen minutes longer than usual.
When he walked into the house there was an odd silence, Finn still sat at the table, like just before he left, but Burt had obviously gone to work at the garage and Carole was in the kitchen cooking Burt's favorite for tonight, as Burt would be eating alone tonight with the others in New York. "Hello Finn, are you okay? You seemed a bit out of character this morning." Finn just sat in his stool staring at Kurt "Ermm yeah sure. Perfectly fine Kurt," Finn stumbled over his words.
"Okay, how's Puck?" Kurt asked.
"Great," Finn replied just a little too quickly. Then Kurt though about the situation and it clicked.
"Has something gone on with Rachel?"
"No Kurt, stop jumping to conclusions." He shouted at Kurt. Finn seemed to have had the last word on that conversation, as a blushing Finn ran up the wooden staircase to his room to play COD. "Okay no need to shout at me Finn," he mumbled. Carole had obviously heard the conversation, "Kurt, just leave him. He's a bit confused at the moment." Kurt shrugged. "Anyway how's Blaine?"
"Great, I'm just going to my room to double check everything."
"Okay, don't be too long, we need to be at McKinley by one and we can't be late."
Kurt's phone blared out another chorus of teenage dream, as he answered the phone. "Hi."
"Hi Kurt, I just wanted to let you know, when you come back from New York my parents want you over for dinner, it that okay?"
"Sure Blaine, I'd love too, but couldn't that have waited until I come back…" Kurt waited for a reply.
"Oh and I miss you." Kurt knew he was flashing one of his gorgeous smiles.
He chuckled, "I miss you too, but you saw me an hour ago."
"Yes, but we won't see each other for a week," Blaine chimed Kurt's words from earlier on.
"What about Skype? I also heard about this new technology called phones which can face time." Kurt replied.
"Okay Mr. Sarcastic, who was really upset about that though this morning. I'll say goodbye now, because I know you'll be double checking everything, but I know you won't forget you're Alexander McQueen, as you were wearing it this morning. You looked hot in it." Both boys blushed down the phone.
"Well thank you, I'll face time you when I have wifi in New York. Bye"