So this story will start after the RHG Episode, and before the Never Been Kissed. Everything that happened before RHG is going to be cannon, but not everything after will be. Some stuff will and some will not. I will have some sing songs that they did and some they didn't. The story is going to be from Kurt's perspective on just about everything and will be clearly labeled if its isn't. This is my first fanfic so I apologize for anything that may go wrong. And I Don't own glee cause if I did, Kurt would be with Dave and not with Blaine, I like Blaine but I crave Kurave….
Chapter one: A Dream is a Wish…
I wake up and slowly pull myself out of bed. Groggily walking over to the vanity, I start with my morning skin care regimen. Then a noise coming from the bed pulls my attention, and I see a sleeping form lying there. Thinking nothing of it I return my focus to the mirror in front of me.
The bed creaks and then there are strong arms surrounding my waist, and a head with short curly hair resting on my back and left shoulder. A kiss is lightly given between my shoulder blades and it sends a quiver down my spine. He moves away and the shower starts up in the connecting bathroom. I finish my routine and head for the closet trying to figure out what I am going to wear.
Then the arms are around me again and a firm, toned, bare chest is pressed against my back. Leaning into the embrace I hold his arms and rest my head against his shoulder.
"Do you have to go today? I really want you to stay. I'm not ready for our mini vacation to be over." I ask in a somewhat pleading tone.
'Babe, you know I do. I have to fix that leak in my car, and then run a few errands."
With a sigh, "Well then go and do that so you can hurry back, the bed is calling our names."
He chuckles and lightly kisses my cheek before moving off to get started on his day.
Taking on last look around the closet, I walk over to a dresser and pull out a pair of sweat pants and a sweatshirt. Both are too big for me but they smell like him. After I put them on and take a deep breath, breathing in his scent, I walk over to the window and look out on the man of my dreams. He is bent over the engine of his car, a 1995 white Corvette.
My eyes blink open and I am awake. The dream ends there every time, but it is always the same. Sometimes new details are added, like this time. The sweatshirt read McKinley Athletic Department.
I look over at the alarm clock, 6:22. Knowing I won't be able to fall back asleep, I head over to my vanity and look at myself in the mirror. As I start inspecting my face a small smile starts to creep up on me as I think about the dream. After sitting there for ten minutes reliving my fantasy, I go and take a quick shower. Then I start on my morning skin care.
By seven I am upstairs dressed and making a healthy breakfast, an egg white omelet with spinach and some low-fat cheese. With my dishes in the sink, I grab an apple for my lunch and start heading for the door. As I am walking past the stairs my father comes down.
"Morning dad."
"Morning Kurt, have a good day at school."
I toss the apple in the air and catch it deftly with the opposite hand, "I will surely try."
As soon as I get in the car I turn on some music not really paying too much attention to it, but still singing along.
My good mood only lasts the twenty minutes it takes for me to drive to school. The regular football cronies are waiting in the parking lot looking for their next victim in their cruel game of dumpster toss. I wait in my car for about five minutes until I see Jacob Ben Israel being grabbed by two of the Neanderthals, and then I make my mad dash for the doors. As I approach my locker I thank Gaga that I was spared.
The halls are about half full as I grab the books that I need from my locker quickly and head for my first class before anyone can give me a slushy facial. The day passes pretty quickly and before I know it I am in Glee sitting next to Mercedes trying to figure out what crazy assignment Mr. Schue is going to give us today.
The rest of our little group is here sitting in small groups chatting and gossiping about this and that when our teacher finally makes it. "So this week your assignment to come up with a song that it personal to what ever is happening in your life right now. I am giving you some free reign here but it still has to mean something to you." There are some gasps and squeals from around the room, "It does have to be appropriate, and maybe we can find a good number or two, to use at Sectionals. You can pair up or go solo on this one guys so have fun with it!"
All of New Directions it abuzz with excitement for this new assignment because it really is the first time where we get to sing something so personal and with out any real guidelines. Well besides it having to relate to our lives somehow, but that still is wide open for interpretation. Rachel is already talking with Fin about a duet idea she has had for quite some time, Sam and Quinn look like they are going to try and out do them selves from their last duet, and Artie and Mike have their heads together working out some song and dance number. Everyone else is going through their MP3 players and sheet music.
"So what you gonna sing? Something Fabulous I'm sure?"
"I am not sure yet Mercedes, but you know I can't let down my fans." With a wink we are both giggling and I am truly stumped as to what I am going to sing.
Later that night I find myself in my room done with my homework and nothing much else to do. It is only Monday. So I start to look through my movie collection. My eyes land on Disney's Cinderella and I know that is the one I want to watch. After the movie is over, I know what song I want to sing.
It's Friday and I am the last one to go. I have worked very hard on my choice because it isn't the kind of song I would usually sing. But it fits with what has been on my mind lately, unfortunately no one knows this because I have yet to tell a soul about my recurring dream.
"Okay Kurt, you are the last one. Do you have a number prepared for us?"
Nodding my head I step up in front of everyone, moving behind the piano, and taking a seat at the keys. Brad knew I was going to do this and quietly moved off to the side. I gently put my hands on the keys and start to play the into closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I start to sing.
A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep
In dreams you lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep
Have faith in you dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling through
No matter how you heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dream that you wish will come true
A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you feeling small
Alone in the night you whisper
Thinking that no one can hear you at all
You wake with the morning sunlight
To find fortune that is smiling on you
Don't let your heart be filled with sorrow
For all you know, tomorrow
The dream that you wish will come true
A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep
In dreams you will lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep
You wake with the morning sunlight
To find fortune that is smiling on you
Don't let your heart be filled with sorrow
For all you know, tomorrow
The dream that you wish will come true
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dream that you wish will come true
I keep my eyes closed as I play the last few notes. The entire song I was picturing my dream guy, and was singing to him. But as soon as my eyes open I see everyone on their feet in applause. And Mr Schue steps forward, "Wow Kurt. I think you just blew us all out of the water. That was Amazing. It could possibly be a great Ballad for Sectionals, what do you guys think?" There are many cheers, and yeas. Even Rachel is a bit taken aback and slowly nods her head. "If you don't mind my asking Kurt, what made you choose that song?"
"Oh just a dream I had…"
So tell me what you think! Reviews would be Greatly appreciated. I don't have a beta to read this yet so if there is anyone out there who might like to for me I would be honored. I am not sure when I will update, I have an Idea for what will happen, but nothing is set in stone just yet. Mostly I will be writing when inspiration strikes, so hopefully I will be updating a few times a month. So Happy reading and please review!