Can't Get Enough.
Hi! So this is my first fic so I apologize in advance if it sucks (which I hope it doesn't). Anyways, I don't own anything! Glee belongs to Ryan Murphy. Enjoy!
The bell rang at exactly four, and Kurt quickly grasped his books, racing out of classroom.
It was the start of a new year at McKinely, and for Kurt, it was his senior year. For the past two years his time on the cheerleading squad meant his reputation was always higher than god to his fellow student body, and this year, he was ready to accept his impending role of Head Cheerio.
So then, rushing down the corridor to make sure he wasn't late for practice, he met head-on with the one person he didn't want to bump into.
Blaine Anderson.
Arrogant, big-headed, senior and a smile that made everyone swoon; Blaine Anderson practically owned the school with only one look. And he knew it. Blaine was also a member of the McKinely High Cheerio's, and unfortunately, he was Kurt's dream guy. And of course, Blaine was taken.
"Hey, Hummel, why are you in such a rush, Coach Sylvester wouldn't care if you didn't show up at all, you kiss her ass so much." Blaine laughed as he bent down to help Kurt pick up his books after the collision.
"It may surprise you, but I actually have a name." Kurt retorted, rolling his eyes and snatching his books back.
"Oh, I'm sorry, do you really wanna play this game right now?" Blaine smirked playfully, quickly following Kurt on his heels as he started to walk away.
"What game, the game where you refer to me by my surname and I retaliate by calling you an ass?" Kurt replied, stopping outside the gym.
Blaine smiled, that cute smile where the corner of his lips rise ever so slightly and bit his lip, causing Kurt's stomach to flutter, how it always did when Blaine acknowledged him.
"Hey, hey I'm sorry." Blaine stated, his face was one of those faces that Kurt couldn't ever stay mad at. "And…you look good this year, Kurt."
And with that, Kurt's blush rose over his cheeks and he forced himself to look down, to make sure Blaine didn't see it. "Come on." Kurt finally replied. "Honestly, Coach Sylvester will kill both of us if we don't show up in the next ten seconds."
"Well, let's get going then." All at once, Kurt felt a warm, soft hand take his own and pull him into the gym behind him.
"Oh, and by the way…" Blaine spoke softly and leant in to whisper in Kurt's ear. "You look sexy when you get all flustered." And with that, Blaine let go and raced off to the corner of the room to another group of cheerio's, leaving Kurt completely taken aback, and even turned on by the infamous player, Blaine Anderson.
To be continued? Please give me feedback, I'd love to hear it!