Hi guys! My name is Chloe (Blainersandkurtie1) This is my new fic! This is a short prologue and i have chapter one ready to upload. DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters, they belong to Ryan Murphy, but Lucas he is a figure of my imagination brought to lifeee. Hope you guys enjoy, and please any feedback, recommendations, advice or problems are openly welcome.
Kurt Hummel was just starting of his business in New York, he was a fresh out of University student who had just graduated from New York Institute of Photography, at the top of his class. He was a talented twenty-two year old that had the potential to be anything he wanted and he wanted to be a photographer. He had a small little studio in Manhattan, which was not too far from his cute little Manhattan apartment. Kurt Hummel was destined for greatness, this was what he was told by his ex-boyfriend, Lucas, whom he had meet and dated for just over four years in Lima, Ohio. He was Lima born and raised, but he was born to move to New York.
Kurt loved everything about the city, the smell, the morning rush, the buildings, shops, cafes, everything. There was a particular little café Kurt stopped by every morning on his was to work, the Manhattan Teapot, Kurt loved it. He would always order a Grande non-fat mocha. Kurt looked down at his watch, 8:30am, He had better get hurrying, he grabbed his coffee, and as he turned around, he ran into what he thought was the most beautiful man one could ever lay eyes on. Speaking of eyes, he had the most beautiful golden brown eyes, and the oddest shaped triangular eyebrows which seemed to suit him to a tea, Kurt could barely speak, he was captivated. Lucky for him, this man broke what they both would have thought to be an odd silence.
"Oh, uh, I'm sorry." Kurt could sense the nervousness in his voice, which caused him to smile.
"No, it's fine. I'm sorry, look here's some money buy yourself a new coffee, after all, I did make you spill it." Kurt never failed to act as a good person, this was Kurt's best trait.
"Oh, wow thank you so much." The man smiled, taking the money, he was also captivated by Kurt, he went to speak, but Kurt was off and out the door.
Kurt enjoyed his morning walk's to work, one, it saved him money on petrol too, he always felt that he experienced something new about the city every morning, if that was possible. He had a full day coming up, he had interviews today, the first one starting at exactly 9:30, then a shoot this afternoon at 3:00pm, then a blind date tonight. That would be fun, Rachel Berry, Kurt's best friend and also roommate was forever trying to set Kurt up on blind dates and he finally gave in and agreed to go on a date with whom he hopes to be someone somewhat decent. Kurt got to work at exactly 8:50, he was always punctual, but when you own a business, it doesn't really matter what time you show up, because Kurt couldn't exactly fire himself. He opened the doors, and walked in, Kurt would never get sick of walking into his studio, it was everything he ever wanted and everything he ever dreamed of, it was his true passion. Kurt sifted through his files, he had 15 interviews, and out of these fifteen people, one was bound to be the perfect assistant, right? Kurt could not stop thinking about the man he ran into today, he was simply beautiful, Kurt had butterflies. I should have grabbed his number. He thought to himself.