My second fanfic! Okay so I got this idea when I was watching the performance of 'Animal' on Youtube, and then I was thinking of sexy songs and then BAM! This story was made! Hope you enjoy it! & hopefully my spelling/grammar is a little bit better! Oh, by the way I'm from England so excuse my English terms!
The first chapter is not very long, it's like an introduction into the story, but you gotta read it! Thanks again!
xxx Klaine-lover1996 xxx
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters, though I wish I did!
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Kurt Hummel now has a boyfriend. His name is Blaine Anderson and, much to Kurt's dismay, he doesn't think he's 'sexy' - and that when he tries to be sexy, it looks like gas pains. And to be told that by the boy you're practically head-over-heels in love with is the most embarrassing thing ever. And even though when Kurt finally gets the lead soloist, he still knows that Blaine doesn't think he's sexy.
But Kurt Hummel has a plan, and Blaine Anderson will never know what will hit him.
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KURT'S POV
I am currently Skpying with the fabulous and diva-licious (is that even a word?) Mercedes, who is aware of the pains I go through here at Dalton.
"Oh, Mercedes, I miss you so much! I need my girlfriends, and trust me, being in an all boys school is fabulous!" This caused a snicker from the person on the monitor, but Kurt continued on. "But trust me when I say I've had enough of boys and their crude jokes and terrible excuse's of personal hygiene. Save me!"
And the one thing I know I can trust from Mercedes Jones, aside from her being my best friend and all, is that she gives great advice.
"White boy, please! Tell me you and your 'little boy' - oh, don't look at me like that! - are still together. Please tell me you still are, you guys look incredible together!" she laughs at the expression I made when she's finished. I mean, calling my boyfriend, boyfriend, 'little boy' - I mean, he's probably an inch smaller in height, but it's as if I certainly give a Gaga about that.
"Yes, 'Cedes were still together. But it's just…" Maybe I can tell her about Blaine, maybe she can help me?
"Spill. Now," her tone had instantly gone from 'happy-to-finally-talk-to-you' to 'oh-hell-to-the-no'. And usually, that's a bad sign.
"It's just... Blaine doesn't think that... I'm sexy!" I blush the same color as my scarf, a sunset red, for the fact that my voice cracked on the last word. I look back at the screen to see Mercedes, trying ever so hard to not laugh her brains out. "Go ahead and laugh, then."
And then as if a plug has been released, my already sensitive ears just became even more sensitive because of the sudden burst of laughter coming through the headphones. And on the monitor I can see Mercedes, back arched over, head in her hands, tears streaming down her face from too much laughter.
"A-are y-you kidding m-me, Kurt? P-please tell me y-you are!" I look at her with a serious expression and she erupts into more fits of laughter, "OH MY GOD, you aren't kidding! I'm so sorry, Kurt! But are you really trying to tell me that your boyfriend Anderson doesn't think you're sexy?"
Ever since she met Blaine, she's been calling him Anderson. And because she's like a mom, she's being overprotective of me towards him for being my first boyfriend, and add to the fact that she has paternal instinct over me whenever we were around each other.
"Yes, I know! We performed 'Animal' and I thought I was doing some pretty sexy facial expressions. But afterwards he asked me if I was okay, and of course I was confused, so he said when I was singing I looked like I had…..gas pains. Gas pains, 'Cedes! The boy I was crushing on told me I looked like I had gas pains! Yeah, we're together now and all but it still hurts."
My eyes began to prickle and with the gasp from the other side, I knew that I was tearing up.
"Damn you, Anderson. I'm gonna come over there and kick your fine behind!" she said angrily as she narrowed her eyes.
When Mercedes makes a threat, she sure as hell sees it gets done, whatever it takes.
"Mercedes Jones, you are not beating up my boyfriend. Oh, and thank you for saying his ass is fine, because that is one reason why I like our uniform pants, it gives a really great view!" That should settle her down!
Through the headphones, I could hear the steady breathing of Mercedes trying to calm herself down, and then as if by pure knowledge, I could see her start to smirk. And that kind of smirk always ends up with different results. But this smirk looks... evil? Oh, Gaga.
"Oh, Gaga, Mercedes, what are you thinking!" Shit! Now that is something I never wanted to see being aimed at Blaine, she is so plotting something!
"Kurt, have you ever heard of a favorite dish of mine called… revenge?" her smirk was too wide for comfort, it looked almost painful.
"…What do you mean?" I have no idea how this is going to end up, even.
"If Anderson doesn't think you're sexy, then you'll just have to prove him wrong."
My head snapped up faster than you could say 'Vogue' and you could see the plotting and scheming turning through the clogs in her brain, but the idea wasn't bad at all.
Now I know why I'm friends with this fabulous woman. Not only is her fashion sense impeccable but she knows just what to do.
And with an identical smirk growing on my lips, I said, "Mercedes, I like how you think."
I am going to love getting revenge on Blaine, and he will soon find out that you never tell a Hummel that he is not sexy. Watch out Blaine, 'cause I'm bringing sexy back!
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Thank you for reading on to the end! This is the first chapter, and I don't know how many chapter there will be! I'm uploading them all at once! So there will be no need to wait! I hope you enjoyed it! Reviews are very welcome!
Harsh or nice..?
xxx klaine-lover1996 xxx
