My place. NOW. -Kurt
Mercedes rolled her eyes at her friend's vague text and put her pen down. She still needed another verse of "Hell To The No" and she was drawing a complete blank. Maybe Kurt could help her out? She got in her car and drove over as fast as she could, coming up with her runs as she hummed her new song under her breath. She rang the doorbell and was surprised when Kurt opened it and grabbed her wrist, yanking her inside then shutting the front door and practically dragging her up the stairs. "Kurt, what the hell-" He went up to his room and shut the door and Mercedes now noticed the goofy grin plastered on his face. That was definitely not a look she'd ever seen on Kurt before.
"Kurt, what's this about? Did you get a solo?" she asked, and Kurt shook his head back in forth in a way that would most certainly result in a headache, the ridiculous grin still on his face. "Well then what-"
"Blaine kissed me!" he squealed, his voice just above a whisper. He didn't want his dad to hear him. He'd probably not be allowed out of the house until he was twenty-seven.
"Tell me everything."
Kurt grinned even bigger - if this were even possible - and sat down next to her on the bed. "Okay, so, I was just working on Pavarotti's casket, and Blaine came in and said this adorable little rambly, incoherent speech and then he leaned in and kissed me! Just like that, Mercedes!"
"Were there fireworks?" she more like demanded then asked.
"More like sixty-five nuclear explosions! It was amazing! I'm positive I'm in love! And the best part? He's crazy about me too!"
"What happened after that?" Mercedes wasn't really a squealy girl, but this certain story was having that effect on her.
"Well, he was like, 'We should practice,' cuz he got us a duet for Regionals - I know! - and we both had these ridiculous grins on our faces and I was just like, 'I thought we were,' and then we both like lunged at each other and made out for like an hour and a half. Eee, Mercedes, it was so perfect!"
"Wait, made out?" Mercedes said, raising an eyebrow and giving him a knowing smile, which caused Kurt's cheeks to turn a shade similar to a ripe tomato.