"Then it's settled, the Rachel Berry house party train wreck extravaganza is officially a go."

"Kurt I don't know, I mean it would be fun but you're not in our Glee club anymore and it's a Glee club thing ya know?"

Kurt turned around from his closet, where he was picking out Saturday nights outfit, to face Finn.

"Well they're my friends, so I don't know why I shouldn't be able to go. I've been working just as hard as you so I believe I deserve a night out."

"But dude, there's going to be drink there and we all know what happened last time you consumed alcohol…"

Kurt was very aware of what Finn was talking about. The week he met April Rhodes and threw up on the guidance councillor. Kurt turned back to his wardrobe and decided on the shirt he was going to wear. Ah, he bought this red shirt the week before he transferred so he hadn't had a chance to wear it yet.

"Finn I'm going and that's final."

"But you don't even-"

"I know where and what time. I saw the event on facebook when I went on the laptop. You always forget to log out."

Finn gave up and stalked out of the room. He might as well accept the fact that Kurt wasn't going to back down. Honestly, he was just scared that Kurt would end up like he did before. Maybe even worse.

"THANKS FOR CLOSING THE DOOR!" Kurt yelled sarcastically at Finn. He walked over and calmly shut the door. Whilst making his way back to his wardrobe he couldn't help but pick up his phone on the way. Kurt scrolled through his contact list and his thumb hovered over a name.

"Hey Kurt!" Came the voice from the other end of the line. Gosh he's always so enthusiastic Kurt thought to himself.

"Hey Blaine. I'm really sorry but I'm going to have to cancel our plans for Saturday night. Something has come up." Kurt apologised.

"Found someone better to hang out with huh? Kurt I'm wounded." Blaine chuckled.

"Well actually I was going to invite you...but yeah you're right, I've found better people to hang out with." Kurt joked.

"Kurt pleaseeeeeeeeeeee invite me to your social event with these better people. Or I'm going to spend Saturday night alone and you know us teenagers."

"Only because you're begging and I feel sorry for you, you can come." Kurt smiled to himself.

"Aw you're too good for me. So what's going on then?" Blaine wondered.

"Well…there's a party…at Rachel Berry's house, with the members of New Directions, with alcohol, and you're going to be my plus one."

"That's very sweet of you to invite me out with your friends but I don't think they will like me. Kurt what if they don't like me but yet I turn up anyway. Say if Rachel kicks me out? Or worse, say if she wants a duel with me. You've told me how competitive she gets."

Kurt couldn't stop the laughter building up from his throat. This boy was just so adorable.

"Blaine don't worry they will like you I promise. Just as long as you don't come in your uniform."

"You just ruined the joke I was going to do. Fine then I won't. But you're going to have to help me okay? I'm kind of nervous."

"You shouldn't be, it's going to be fine. Just don't drink because Puckerman might take advantage. He tends to do that when himself or people around him are drunk."

"The guy with the Mohawk right?"

"Ha, yeah him. Look I'll talk to you tomorrow about it and I can even help you pick what to wear because we need to look fabulous."

"Thank you! You're a fashion-saver." Kurt debated to himself whether or not that even made sense.

"Um yeah…of course I am. I'll see you tomorrow Blaine."

"Bye Kurt!"

Kurt hung up and smiled to himself. Well he would have to look extra fabulous if he wanted to impress Blaine. That boy cannot take a hint. Just two days and Blaine Anderson would hopefully be in his arms if his methods of seducing were as good as he thought them to be.