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By the way, I'm English so I'll be spelling things the English way and stuff.

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Holding up a red and a white shirt up in front of him, Kurt tucked his mobile between his cheek and his shoulder.

"I know! I'm so excited! I didn't actually expect him to allow us to go – you know what Dad's like." He said into the phone. He folded the white shirt carefully before placing it into the blue suitcase that was open on his bed, already half full with items of clothing.

Blaine hummed in agreement. "You'll love it there, Kurt! I can't wait to show you the beach and take you to this amazing restaurant and…"

Kurt rolled his eyes. Blaine always seemed absolutely determined to spoil him. "Blaine. Really, you don't have to spend money on me all the time, or feel like you have to keep me entertained. I'm just looking forward to spending time with you." He grabbed his back-up moisturizing kit from his dresser and placed that in his suitcase too.

"I know. I like making you feel special though." Blaine replied.

Kurt smiled and sat down on the bed next to his suitcase, holding the phone properly now. "You always make me feel special." He assured him.

"Kurt!" Burt hollered from the other side of Kurt's bedroom door. "You should probably be getting to bed soon if you wanna be up early in the morning!"

Blaine chuckled. "Gotta go?" he asked.

"Yeah. See you in the morning. I can't wait!"

"Me neither!" Blaine replied, the excitement clear in his voice.

"I love you." Kurt murmured. He closed his eyes and smiled. It still felt so amazing to be able to say that to Blaine, and he got butterflies every time he said it back.

"I love you too. Sweet dreams, love." Blaine said quietly.

Kurt waited for Blaine to hang up before placing his phone on his dresser, smiling to himself. He decided it was definitely time for bed, seeing as he had to get up at five next morning.

He checked quickly that he had everything in his suitcase before zipping it and lugging over to the door so he wouldn't forget it. He changed quickly into his blue cotton pyjamas and slid into bed, his mind being unable to think about anything else but what was happening tomorrow.

Blaine would be picking him up in his car at 6 tomorrow morning and they would be driving to the nearest airport to catch a plane to the Greek island, Crete. Kurt's stomach did a funny sort of back flip every time he thought about it – it was going to be so amazing. Blaine's parents had given him two tickets and enough money so they could go and stay in their Villa in Crete for a week and a half. Ten minutes after he'd received the tickets, Blaine had called Kurt to ask him if he wanted to use the second ticket.

"Yes! Oh my god yes, I absolutely want to go! Blaine! This is going to be so amazing!" he had squealed loudly down the phone after ten minutes of convincing his dad to let him go.

That had all happened four months ago, and now the day was finally here! Kurt shivered in excitement, goosebumps rising over his arms. He couldn't stop thinking how romantic it would be.

Eventually, he managed to drift off to sleep, sinking into dreams of him and Blaine sitting hand in hand on a beach with golden sand, watching the sunset as it sank to the horizon.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

Kurt slammed his hand onto the snooze button, groaning quietly. There wasn't even school for another two weeks! Why the hell was his alarm going off at five in the morning? He pressed his face into the pillow, pulling his duvet over his head.

Suddenly realization struck him. Blaine! Holiday! Airport! He shoved his duvet off and scrambled out of bad, promptly falling onto his ass. He blinked, surprised. Okay, so perhaps he wasn't quite awake properly yet. He pushed himself up off the floor and proceeded to make his way to the bathroom far more slowly. No matter how tired he was, he had to start getting ready immediately – he did only have an hour!

He managed to moisturize, get dressed, do his make up, grab an apple for breakfast, brush his teeth and lug his suitcase to the front door by six, all without waking anyone up. Kurt though this was possibly a record for him.

No sooner than Kurt had sat down on the sofa, the doorbell rang, interrupting his thoughts. He raced to the door, flinging it open as soon as possible. Blaine stood there with a goofy grin on his face. Kurt threw his arms around his neck.

"I can't believe this is really happening!" he squealed into his ear. Blaine chuckled, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"You're adorable when you're excited." He whispered, kissing Kurt gently on the cheek.

A throat was cleared gruffly behind Kurt, who turned to see his father stood there, still clad in his dressing gown and slippers. He unwound his arms from around Blaine's neck and walked over to hug his dad instead.

"I'm really gunna miss you, Dad." He admitted.

"I'll miss you too, kiddo." Burt replied, patting Kurt on the back.

Kurt pulled back, his eyes welling with tears.

"Hey, now, none of that! You go have a good time, okay. And, uh, y'know. Be safe. Use protection and all…"

Kurt's tears dried up instantly and his face turned scarlet. "Oh my god, Dad!" He walked back over to Blaine and grabbed his suitcase. Pulling it, and a laughing Blaine, out of the door, he called "Bye, Dad! See you in ten days!" before slamming the door shut.

He punched Blaine on the arm. "Stop laughing!" he scolded.

"Sorry, sorry!" Blaine struggled to keep a straight face. "So, I'll get this suitcase into the boot, shall I?" He attempted to pick it up to lift it in. "Gah! Kurt! How much have you got in here?" he gasped, stumbling over to the car.

Kurt shrugged. "Just the necessities."

"Necessities? I think our definition of the word 'necessities' differs somewhat!" Blaine commented, managing to place Kurt's suitcase in the boot, next to his far smaller one. He slammed the boot door shut and walked round to get in the car, gesturing for Kurt to do the same.

When Blaine turned the key in the ignition and the engine started, Kurt realised that this is where this whole amazing experience began. This was it.

Kurt bounced in his seat excitedly, causing Blaine to smile fondly at him. As Blaine pulled away from the kerb, another bout of butterflies attacked Kurt's insides. Their holiday had officially started!

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