With Kurt back at McKinley and prom coming up, things are getting crazy for the Glee club. So Blaine and the rest of the boys have a plan to try and bring peace.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. But my god it would be fun if I did!
Rated M for other chapters. Mainly for language used.
This is my first Glee fic. Actually it's my first ever fanfiction… So reviews would be nice just so I can see if I'm doing alright and if people are enjoying my writing. The first chapter is mostly fluff… which is a common theme throughout this fic. It's written in the point of view of Blaine mostly, but it can switch between chapters. It's mostly about his relationship with Kurt. But the rest of the Glee club feature quite a lot as well. This is just my mind wondering while I'm waiting for the new episode to hurry up and come on! Oh and I really want Blaine to sing a Killers track at some point so that happens a lot in this. First chapters pretty short but they'll get longer… Anywayyyy on we go!
"Give me the crown NOW!" shouted Kurt. He jumped off the stage and landed on Quinn. They both fell to the floor, Quinn's dress rising up, nearly above her head. Quinn's face was priceless. I didn't want to admit it but it was hilarious. Kurt snatched the crown out of her hands and quickly stood up.
"It's mine!" he shouted, only to get knocked down to the floor by Lauren.
"I don't think so lady!" she shouted covering nearly all of Kurt's Body. "It's mine, now give it back!"
Quinn, Rachel and Santana quickly joined the fight trying desperately to snatch the crown out of Kurt's hands. Tina quickly ran over carrying the punch bowl and threw it over the pile of girls covering Kurt.
"Give me that crown now Hummel!" she shouted.
I guess this isn't how we thought McKinley's prom would go down. This isn't what we planned at all. All we wanted was for everyone to get along and stop fighting for once. By everyone we meant the girls obviously. Oh and Kurt. Let's not forget Kurt. I love him and everything, but there's no doubt he's the biggest bitch out of all of them and he's stubborn as hell.
So to tell you how we got here we have to go back about a month and a half ago. New Directions had just won regionals and Kurt and I were together. It was a normal day hanging out at Kurt's place.
"Sing for me" said Kurt staring deep into my eyes. We were lying on his bed facing each other. Kurt was wearing surprisingly casual clothes that day. His usual black skin tight jeans, a white t-shirt and grey cardie with black socks. I was in my Dalton uniform as I had come straight from there to Kurt's house. My tie was off, as well as my shoes and my shirt was untucked and unbuttoned. We were holding hands while being a fair distance apart. This was mainly because Burt Hummel was home and we didn't fancy him walking in on us half way through a make-out session. Which were awesome by the way. Shortly after our first kiss came our first proper make-out session. Maybe it shouldn't have happened in the middle of Dalton but that can't be helped. Once I tasted Kurt I needed more. It would have been perfect if Wes hadn't had walked in on us with the rest of the Warblers. According to them sticking my tongue down Kurt's throat doesn't qualify as practice…
"Kurt I just sung for you. Anymore and I'm pretty sure Burt will personally throw me out of the window" I said running my fingers through his hair. His perfect hair.
"You can do it quietly. I don't care, as long as I here your voice" said Kurt, holding onto my hand. I sighed and pondered what to sing in my head. I was pretty sure Burt was getting irritated, but Kurt's face lit up when I sung. Ever since Pavarotti died all I wanted to do was make him smile.
And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain't changing me
The gold-hearted boy I used to be
Kurt smiled and closed his eyes, rubbing my hand against his face. He really was precious. I just wanted to hold him and protect him and keep him safe from harm. I continued singing until I heard Burt making his way up stairs. Kurt lifted his head up but still kept his grip on my hand. The door swung open and Burt entered the room.
"Hey, guys I think it's time Blaine went home, it's getting late" he said. He was standing awkwardly in the middle of the room with his hands in his pockets. Burt was very supportive of me and Kurt. When we first told Kurt's family he gave me this weird look like he was trying to figure me out. But then he stood up smiled and shook my hand, so I'm guessing we're okay now. Carol jumped up and hugged Kurt with the joy and excitement of a Twilight Fan girl. Finn looked up briefly but then went back to playing Xbox…
"Okay dad, we'll be down in a minute" said Kurt.
"Make sure you are" he said walking out the door and closing it. Kurt waited until he was walking down stairs and leaned over and kissed me softly on the lips. He scrambled up from his bed and threw me my clothes.
"Hey what's the rush?" I said laughing at the force that Kurt was throwing my things at me with.
"You heard what he said Blaine, hurry up and get dressed" said Kurt sorting his hair out in the mirror, winking at my reflection. I put my tie around my neck and stood up, slipping my shoes on. Kurt seemed to be acting strange today. It wasn't because of Pavarotti either, it was defiantly something else. I stood up and walked over to him, spinning him around so he was facing me. He gulped in an adorable way that made me want to melt. I ran my fingers through his hair and brought my face close to his not taking my eyes off of him.
"Is everything okay Kurt?" I said quietly. He breathed in and closed his eyes. He leaned his head against mine but kept the rest of his body to himself. "Kurt you can tell m…"
"I'm transferring back to McKinley" he said softly, keeping his head down.
