Author's Note: Hello everyone! I have decided to try something a little bit different this time around, so instead of my normal four chapter sets, this story will be much longer. At the moment, it has been planned at sixteen chapters (my number four obsession continues :P). Basically, I wanted to give this style of writing a try, and after thinking about it for a long time, I finally came up with how I wanted to go about doing it. I know I said I was going to produce a piece called 'Kaleidoscope' to be the next story for this site, but eventually I decided to scrap that. It just wasn't working. Anyway, welcome to 'Never Let Me Go', the prologue.
Sam and Blaine had been together for what felt like forever. They had begun their relationship in their final year of middle school, and since then, they had done everything together, including coming out to their parents, their friends, and fellow members of the New Directions – their glee club. Life was good, and the fact they had been through so much together, it immediately meant that they had an understanding of each other that went beyond normal relationships. It had all began when, during one of Blaine's visits to Sam's house, the curly haired boy found a collection of the other's writing. He had looked over his shoulder to make sure Sam wasn't around (the blond boy had been called downstairs to sort out some minor issue with the TV – Blaine was useless with that kind of thing so he had stayed upstairs) and when he knew he was alone, he opened the book and began to read through it. It was on the second page when Blaine found the small heart on the top-left corner. Inside, it read Blaine Anderson + Sam Evans. Blaine blushed. Could it be that his feelings for his friend were actually reciprocated? It wasn't a simple unrequited love? After all that wishing, did Sam really like Blaine too? It wasn't long until he had been awarded with his answer, as seconds later, Sam returned quietly to the room, and saw what Blaine was reading. He had been shocked, and ran up the book, slamming it shut. A tear fell from his eyes, as he knew his secret had been revealed. Blaine knew he was gay. But worse, Blaine knew he had feelings for him. Sam prepared himself for the abuse – physical or verbal – but instead he was awarded with a slight brush of the other boy's lips against his own. Both boys had their eyes shut, and when they opened them, they each realised the other had turned a rosy shade of pink. Sam couldn't think properly. Had Blaine really just kissed him? Had he really done that? He tried to form words but all that could come out was a simple stutter, followed by a sigh as he reached in for another kiss from his friend. It was magical, and when they separated for air, Sam could see that his friend felt the same way.
"Sam, a-are you gay?" Blaine held his hand up to his mouth, mindlessly moving his fingers over where Sam's lips had been just seconds ago, and when the blond boy nodded, too afraid to say it out loud; he smiled, and took a deep breath. "That's good, because… Because I-I am too". It didn't take long for the pair to dive in together for another kiss. It was short and sweet, but full of meaning. Full of 'I want to be with you's, teeming with 'I've been waiting's and bursting with 'I've wanted this forever's. From that moment on, the boy's had been through a steady relationship. Sure, there had been perfect moments such as that first kiss, but they had been through their fair share of lows as well. Blaine's coming out to his mom and dad had definitely been a low – Sam would always remember the call he received at seven o'clock at night, a boy in tears at the other end of the phone, begging for Sam and his parents to come and pick him up from the street corner. When they arrived, the true horror of the situation had set in, as they gazed upon Blaine's bruised eye and broken arm for the first time. Blaine filled them in on events as they rushed him to hospital, and the looks of disgust at his father's actions that were smeared across their faces comforted him. They accepted him. They would accept Sam. That was exactly what happened. While the family were sitting in the hospital waiting room, biding their time until the doctor would come to see Blaine, Sam sat his parents down in a quiet corner and told them about him and his boyfriend. Their looks of joy at seeing their son brave enough to tell them spoke volumes, and when they leaned in to give him a hug, they made sure that Blaine was included. This was the kind of relationship that Blaine and Sam had. The ups and the downs, they shared them, and the more they did, the stronger their relationship became. After that event, Blaine had moved in with the Evans family's long time friends the Berrys. There he had meant their daughter Rachel who, although regularly self-centred, was a good person at heart, and quickly became like a sister to him. The girl had been overjoyed to finally have somebody her own age to talk to (besides Sam, but she had only seen him previously at occasions when the two families met), and the more she did, the harder Blaine found it to accept that she had no friends at her school. The Berry family had been amazing to him – they had not taken him out of the school he shared with Sam, and had allowed him to have Sam round practically whenever wanted (a privilege he made sure not to take advantage of). They raised him as if he were their own, and he was so grateful to them – he always would be.
When they had announced that he would be attending William McKinley High School alongside Rachel, he had worried at first, hoping that Sam would be going to the same place. When it had eventually come clear that he was, Blaine had taken the moment to produce a sigh of relief – he didn't have to face the new environment without his boyfriend after all. On the first day, the entrance to the school had looked massive, well, at least until Sam arrived. They had wandered in together, hand-in-hand. Sure they got some odd looks, and some snide comments, but they had experienced it before, and in a disturbing way, it helped them settle in, it felt familiar to them thanks to the attitudes at their last school. At least they knew where they stood in the social ladder – right at the bottom. The time had eventually come around when everyone had to sign up for an extra-curricular activity, and with much deliberating over what they would put themselves down for, they ultimately settled on the glee club.
"Guys and girls! We have two days until Regionals, and we STILL haven't chosen what song you all want me to sing. With Mr Schue M.I.A., we need to come up with ideas ourselves!" Blaine rolled his eyes. Sure he loved Rachel, but he could see why at times she could get to be a bit much for people who didn't know her as well as he did. He heard Santana throw a few choice insults in retaliation, rambling on about how it wasn't 'The Rachel Berry Show' and how everyone in the group deserved a chance. The truth was, Mr Schue had been ill for the last few days, and seemed like he would be for a little while yet. Although he had promised he would be there to support his group at the competition itself, it was going to be difficult for him to be in school, so they had to come up with their own songs for the performance. At first, the idea had come as a pleasant surprise to the members of the club who felt that they weren't satisfied with the selections of previous competitions, but now, with only a few days left, everyone was beginning to lose hope. Every conversation on the topic would end in an argument about who would sing solo, and what songs they should pick. Even Brittany, who normally remained quiet in group discussions seemed to be out for blood, refusing to accept anything that wouldn't feature Santana as a key vocalist. The situation was dire, and Blaine had just about enough of it. He could see where this conversation was rapidly headed, so he quickly stood up and headed for the drums. When he got there, he picked up the drumstick and banged it down a few times, making noise until everyone in the group had shut up. Once eyes were all one him, he placed the stick down and moved to the front of the class, taking a deep breath.
"Guys, this is insane. We have two days left. Just two, and unless we put our differences aside, there is no way on Earth that we are going to put on a good performance of anything more than the Happy Birthday song on Thursday. Now, how about we completely scrap the idea of a soloist for this competition, and instead focus on creating a streamlined group performance?" The suggestion was met with quiet nods and murmurs to affirmative. "Right, well I'm glad we are all agreed. I have some ideas for group numbers. I believe that there are too many show choir performances centred around musicals or the Beyonce and Lady GaGa songs that currently dominate the charts. How about something a little more left field? I was thinking maybe a mash-up of Take A Bite and Sticks and Stones – two Nicola Roberts songs. They sound fresh, exciting, and I can pretty much bet that they will provide everyone with an opportunity to show off their talents. What do you guys think?" Everybody seemed to be in agreement on the issue – something that pleased Blaine to no end. "Right, now let's get to work!"
Sam sat there watching his boyfriend. He admired him so much. His leadership skills were second to none, and now, thanks to him, they finally had their competition number picked out. Schue who? Sam grinned. He would make sure to reward Blaine later when they got back to Sam's for the evening. At the end of the day, Blaine had certainly been rewarded, a blowjob from his boyfriend, and he was actually so over the moon that he would have hugged a homeless person on his way home had he seen one.
The curtains lifted, and the New Directions faced out at the crowd before them. There was that kick of adrenaline that just made everything so worthwhile. That rush just before the performance made it all so exciting. The beats of the music kicked in, and the lights came on. The crowd cheered as the choreography brought the group of teens to life.
You always seem to want to take a pop,
Like a bully by the corner shop,
All over me like a polka dot,
You treat me like someone I'm not.
Once everyone had read the lyrics to the songs that Blaine had suggested, they all agreed that they were a good idea for them to try out, mainly because of how relevant they were to their situation in the school. Sure everyone treated them like crap, and although they had all felt low about it at first, now it just bounced right off of their backs.
Couldn't you tell lies to me?
Couldn't you say I'm pretty?
Now that's enough
Tells me that she hates the play ground
How can they hurt, words are just sounds
So take your shot.
Not only were the lyrics well thought out, but everyone agreed that they could all find a piece that they wanted to sing solo. Nobody was left out, and everyone was satisfied. It was the choreography that was going to prove difficult for them to decide on. Normally, the honours were left to their director, but now, with him gone, the rights had been passed onto Mike and Brittany.
Get your teeth round this open wide,
Eyes bigger than your belly tonight.
If you think you're hard take a bite,
You push and push and push, pushed me to fight,
Everybody's got a limit alright?
So put 'em up, put 'em up, take a bite.
When the music ended, there was roaring applause from the audience, who were on their feet in seconds. Quickly, the team departed from the stage so that the next club could set up. Cheers were produced by all once they returned to the dressing rooms, everyone crowning Blaine as Most Valuable Team Member. It was an honour he had not expected to receive, mainly thanks to his humble attitude, and Sam kissed him on the cheek as he handed him a little medal with 'MVP' etched on the back. In the middle of his thank you to the team, the call came up for all the teams to reassemble on stage. The head judge took to the mike, and when he called out first place, New Directions leapt for joy. They were going to Nationals! They had made it! Happiness stomped its way over their lives, and it didn't seem to want to go away any time soon. Sam and Blaine looked at each other, and held themselves together in a tight embrace. Tonight was one of the best nights of their lives, and they were ecstatic that they got to share it with each other.
So there we go. I know it's quite different from my other stuff, but I wanted a bit of a break for now. There are surprises to come though... Maybe not all as nice as you'd hope...