A/N: This is a new fanfiction I thought of at school! College!Kurt&Blaine (; It's in first person and the POV's might change through out but I'll tell you before they do. No Beta, and I do not own Glee. BTW this takes place in October, Abel University in Ohio(: (Abel being The Weeknd's real name aka my husband) ENJoY
PS: GO READ CHARLEYGYRL 's stories! she is my inspiration!
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"If you want to turn back you can sweetie."
"Nonsense, mom. This is what dad wants." I sighed and looked out the rental car window. People were walking around with bags and bags with their parents to set up their new dorm. My mom pulled me back by my chin and gave me a smile.
"Oh, my handsome young man is growing up."
"That's life for you." I joked and she smiled, letting me go and wiping tears from her face. I got out of our car and started to gather my things from the trunk. "My room is on West Point," I pulled out my map and pointed. "Not a far walk from here, but far away from my classes." I sighed, stuffing the map back in my pocket.
"Well it's a good thing you brought your long board. Lets get this stuff situated so we can go get lunch." My mom held my bags in her arms and I grabbed the rest of my things. I strung my guitar over my back and grabbed the last few bags before flipping my board out the car. I hopped on it and pushed it forward. "You go ahead, I'll meet you there."
"Are you sure? I can walk too."
"Nonsense, go. It won't take me but a while." She waved me off and I nodded before pushing off towards my dorm. I dodged a few people, almost hitting one that was too busy on her phone.
"Watch where you are skating, dick." She yelled as I passed. I rolled my eyes, but continued down the sidewalk. I turned a right down a wooden bridge with a sign over it, West Point Dorms. The buildings were scattered about. West Point had it's own Cafe and it's out Entertainment Palace. I smirked at the name and pulled my map back out.
"Room 314..." I whispered and looked up from my map. A girl caught my eye as I skated closer. Her long brown hair and brown eyes shone in the sun. She looked friendly enough. "Could you possibly tell me where my room is? It's not on the map." I handed her my card and she took it with a smile.
"Of course! You will go to Building 3 and look for room 14." Her smile disappeared and she threw my card down with a sarcastic laugh. She walked away with a hair flip, leaving me there speechless. I bent down and picked it up, scoffing.
"Don't pay Rachel any mind." A voice said behind me. I turned around and was met by a pair of blue eyes. The male was certainly taller than me and his blonde hair was a big mess. "You must be Blaine. I'm Sam, your roommate." He held out his hand and I shook it firmly with a smile.
"Yes, hello Sam." I gave him a smile as he took a few bags out of my hands. He motioned for me to follow. I picked up my board and followed him through a building.
"You play guitar too man? Sweet, we can have jam sessions all night long."
"That would be amazing!" I rubbed the back of my neck as we walked towards a small desk. He handed me a card and I signed it before he gave it back to the lady working. She then handed us both keys and then we left. "This place is actually pretty big. What are you majoring in?"
"Psychology. It wasn't my first choice but I'd rather do this my whole life than going into the law firm like my dad." Sam looked back at me and gave me a smile. I nodded and sighed.
"Yeah, I'm doing Meteorology, but my dad is basically making me. Did you not think about going into music? You play guitar."
"Well so do you," He laughed and clicked a button for an elevator. "But, I only play for fun. I don't need someone telling me how to play."
"I feel you." The elevator opened up and we stepped in.
"Plus there are these hot chicks that are in Psychology." He looked at me and winked. I smirked and ran a hand over my gelled hair.
"Well you can have all the girls you want, pal. I play for a different team."
"Oh, that's sweet too." He laughed and I felt one hundred times better knowing he didn't mind. Before the door closed a hand stuck in and the doors swung open.
"Oh, Blaine I found you."
"Hey mom, this is Sam, my roommate."
"Hello, Sam." She smiled at him before dropping my bags on the floor. Sam smiled and leaned over towards me.
"Damn, that's your mom?" He whispered and I chuckled.
"What's so funny, boys?" She asked and gave us a look. Sam shook his head and I laughed louder. My mom just rolled her eyes with a smile. The elevator stopped on the second floor and two more people walked in, pushing us to the back.
"I'm telling you, that isn't going to happen." One of them said, rolling his blue eyes.
"Kurt, trust me. It won't blow up like last time."
"Yeah last time was shit." Kurt nodded and crossed his arms.
"Puck, Kurt, what's up?" Sam said and the two turned around. The guy in the mow hawk fist bumped Sam and Kurt just nodded.
"This your new roommate?" Puck asked pointing to me. I stayed quiet and looked from him to Sam.
"Yeah, he's Blaine. Blaine these are my dick of a friends Puck and Kurt." Sam smiled and pushed Puck lightly.
"Who's that sweet milf over there?" Puck whispered to Sam and I blushed.
"That is Mrs. Anderson." Sam said aloud and she turned to look over, smiling at all of us. Puck gasped and hit Sam in his shoulder. Kurt rolled his eyes and looked at me.
"Hey," I said, nervously biting my lip. He just stared at me before turning around and walking out of the elevator as it opened up. Puck walked out after him as did the rest of us.
"Just down here." He used his key to open his door and we all stepped in. The room was pretty big, enough space for the both of us. I set my guitar and board by the door and helped my mom bring my things in. "Mrs. A, if you want to go, I can help Blaine get situated and all cozy." He grinned widely and I knew I would like him.
"That would be great, besides I would like time to go get lunch with Blaine before I have to catch my flight back to New York."
"Oh sweet, you guys are from New York? I'm from Cali." Sam set my things on my bed and flipped his hair. "Don't worry, I'll try to organize your things. Go spend time with your mom. It was nice meeting you, Mrs. A." Sam crossed his arms and my mom gave him a small hug before pulling me out the door.
"That boy is sweet, Blaine." She said, giving me a knowing look. I laughed and shook my head.
"He is interested with girls, mom. Besides he's my roommate, that would be awkward."
"Oh alright." She stepped in the elevator after me and before it closed a hand stuck in like last time.
"Thanks." The blue eyed boy muttered. His skin was pale and his eyes were like blue daggers. His hair was coiffed up and chestnut brown. He turned away from me and leaned against the wall of the elevator.
"Kurt, right?" I asked. He glanced back at me before nodding and turning back. I nodded to myself, realizing this boy had no interest in this conversation. The elevator dinged and we all got off, Kurt turning left and we turned right.
"Now he was cute." My mom giggled and I gave her a nervous smile. Honestly he was, but he obviously wasn't interested in me. I just gave a shrug and we made our way to the car.
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"So, we'll see you on Christmas, right?" My om said, wiping tears from her face. The sun was setting slowly, casting our shadows on the ground.
"Of course, I wouldn't dare miss it." I embraced her and she sobbed in my shoulder. "Mom you better go before you miss your flight."
"Oh, Blaine, I'm going to miss you so much. Call everyday." She finally pulled away from me and I nodded. She quickly handed me the keys to the rental car and gave me a swift kiss on my cheek before walking off. She waved at me at least ten times before making it inside the airport. I sat there and laughed, but I didn't leave until I saw her check in. Sighing I got back in the car and made my way back to Abel University. The drive was long, more than an hour and the whole time I couldn't get Kurt out of my mind. For some reason that boy had a hold on me and I liked it. His features were beautiful and his eyes were so full of life. I wanted to desperately kiss my way up his neck. I quickly shook my head with a smirk. My previous relationship I had before I graduated high school was with a boy named Eli. He wasn't your special type of person. Really, he was boring and held no life in himself. I was only with him because his dad worked with mine in our company, but when he was transferred down to Florida I was a happy camper. That was the last time I heard of Eli.
"Dude, your mom is smoking." Sam said as I walked into our dorm.
"Thanks..." I said, giving him a strange look. He snorted and laid on his bed.
"So there is this back to school party tonight and tomorrow night if you want to go."
"Really? I've never been to a party before. Not my usual cup of tea."
"I can tell, but I can get you in since I am in that fraternity."
"Oh, well if you are in one, why do you stay in the dorms?"
"I'm not a fan of staying in a building with twenty plus other boys. Plus the showers here are co-ed." He snickered and sat up. "So find some good ass clothes and-" He stopped and pointed at my hair, an evil grin on his face. "I wanna see what's under all that gel."
"Oh no, I hate my natural hair."
"Come on, I bet it's amazing. Go take you a shower and get ready to partay!" Sam pushed me out the door and closed it before I could protest. I sighed and walked towards the showers. There were some girls standing around in the hallways on their phones and a few guys trying to hit on them. I took a left and then another right before I reached the showers. Just then a girl ran out the showers without a towel, laughing and screaming as a guy ran after her, his clothes also missing. The blonde girl ran towards me and held on to my shoulders, standing behind me.
"Oh my gosh! Stop!" She giggled and pushed me towards the man before running off. He grabbed my shoulders and looked down at me.
"Blaine?"
"Puck?"
"Don't talk about this." He threatened and pushed past me, holding himself as he ran after the nude girl. I shook my head and walked into the showers. There was a couple making out on the bench, partially naked and another couple getting busy in the shower with the curtain drawn back. I decided that I would have to take showers extra early to avoid all of the nudity. I found a shower that was empty and looked half decent compared to the other ones. I ran the hot water and quickly undressed. Bottles on top of bottles of soaps, shampoos, and conditioner lined the walls on the shower. I grabbed a mint smelling shampoo and ran it through my hair, gel easing right off. My hair smoothed out onto my face and I had to keep pushing it away as I scrubbed the remaining gel away. I closed my eyes and let the hot water pelt my back. Today had already been stressful enough. My dad left this morning without a goodbye which made the ride to the airport hell as my mom argued with him over the phone. Once on the plane, we were seated away from each other and I got put by a dad and his kid that kept hitting me. My parents argued again as we waited for our luggage that was an hour late. And now I had to stress about this party. College parties could be crazy and fun and unforgettable. And this Kurt character... He didn't say two words to me and it was making me crazy. His pink lips that he had and his jaw line that was begging for me to kiss.
"Fuck..." I whispered and looked down. I shook my head and tried hard to think about something else because there was no way I was jacking off in a public shower. I ran my hand through my hair before washing my body and then conditioned it. Turning the shower off I grabbed the towel they have stored in containers. I wrapped in around my waist before musing my hair off my face. I opened the shower curtain and stepped out, grabbing my clothes that were on the floor. A girl next to me walked out of the shower next, a towel wrapped around her body.
"Hot damn, skater boy." She winked and slung her wet hair over her shoulder. I smiled nervously at her as her eyes raked my body.
"You're the girl that called me a dick." I replied, running my hand through my damp hair.
"I take that back because your body is banging." She whistled before grabbing her clothes. "I'll let you hit me next time." She said with a laugh. "Lets hang out sometime, name's Santana. Room 320."
"Thanks for the offer, but I'm supposed to go to some party tonight and..." I trailed off and bit my lip. Was she really hitting on me in the showers? Should I let her down easily or throw it at her.
"Oh me and my girlfriend are going to that Frat party. Maybe we'll see you there, hot stuff." Santana winked and walked away. I smiled to myself and threw my head back. She wasn't flirting at all. I quickly walked out of the shower area and back to my room. Sam opened it, his shirt hanging around his neck.
"Straight hair?" He asked as I stepped in.
"It curls when it's dry." I grabbed some clothes from my bag and stepped into the small closet area we had.
"Dude, you can get dressed out here, I'm not gonna look." He turned away from me and slid his sweatpants off. I nodded to myself and dropped my towel. I quickly pulled up my underwear before examining myself in the mirror. I flexed a little and made a silly face before I turned back around. Using my towel, I dried my hair, curls popping out from underneath. "Now that's some hair." Sam said and grinned. "No more damaging gel products for you."
"Are you sure? It's crazy and everywhere."
"Positive, it's hot."
"Gay." I said with a smile. He rolled his eyes and buttoned up his jeans. I sat on my bed and pulled a stripped long sleeve sweater over my head.I yawned as I yanked up my jeans.
"Oh no, it's way too early for you to be tired. We are getting shit faced tonight, my friend." Sam smiled at me in the mirror, brushing through his hair.
"I've never gotten drunk before." I said, standing next to him and ruffled my hair.
"Tonight's the night then." He pulled out his phone once it got a notification. "Sweet, girls are already wasted and it's not even eight yet." He showed me a video of two girl in swim suits chugging down beers. I smiled and nodded. It looked fun enough. "You ready?"
"Readier than I'll ever be."
"Great, lets go." He grabbed his dorm key off his bed and grabbed a beanie. "God, I miss the taste of whiskey."
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We had to drive off campus to reach the frat houses. We passed two that were dead, but the third one at a least a hundred people outside, gone out of their minds. Sam jumped out of the car and waited for me as I walked up the steps. He hugged a few girls and fist bumped a few guys. Once we entered the house, the smell of alcohol hit me hard. People were dancing and drinking everywhere. Beer pong tables were set up and keg's were scattered about. Sam handed me a drink and chugged his. I sipped at it and smiled. It tasted like a sweet mango with a kick of vodka. I quickly drank the rest of it before asking Sam for another one. "That's my boy!" He yelled over the music before handing me another cup. I slowed down with this one and watched him chug his. "You be okay for a while? I need to go scope out the crowd, make sure shits not out of hand." I nodded and he smiled before squeezing his way towards people. I finished off my drink and waddled my way to the kitchen. There was a male in there mixing drinks and pouring them in cups.
"Any special?" He asked, not taking his eyes off of what he was doing.
"Have anymore of that... Mango stuff?"
"You mean Mango Pamatini?"
"I guess." I shrugged and licked my lips as he poured me more in my cup. I brought it to my lips and savored the taste, internally moaning as the cool liquid slid down my throat.
"Skater boy," A familiar voice said, walking into the kitchen. A blonde girl followed in after her and I smiled. "You got curls I see."
"Curly!" The blonde girl shouted and leaned against the counter, swiping the vodka bottle and chugging as much as she could before the bartender took it back.
"How's your drink there, hot stuff?"
"It's amazing, I've never had anything like it before!"
"Thank Nicholas right here." She said and pointed to the guy. I looked at him and he just nodded before tending to the drinks. "So, find you a cute guy yet?"
"I'm sorry?" I asked, nearly choking on the drink.
"Don't play dumb, my gaydar is off the charts." She gave me a knowing smile.
"Well, then no I haven't." I swallowed the rest of my drink and asked for another. My body started tingling and my vision was blurring slightly. I set the drink down and grabbed a bottle of water from the cooler. "Fuck me." I whispered, chugging down the water.
"Oh, a potty mouth." Santana bit her lip and looked towards her girlfriend. "Let's go Britt, we should go make out or something." She grabbed the girls hand and walked out the kitchen. I sighed and followed them before they got lost in the haze of people. I made my way up a staircase, cautiously stepping over people that were passed out or having sex. All the doors were closed down the hallway except one at the very end. I slowly made my way down and peeked in. It was empty and lit only by a lamp. I stepped in slowly to get a better look of the place. It smelled heavenly and looked well put together. There was a bookshelf that was lined with books I never heard of. I walked towards the bed that was neatly made, a shirt laying on top of it. Walking towards the desk I noticed that there was a note resting there. I reached for it and picked it up.
"What the hell are you doing?" A voice yelled behind me. I dropped the paper and quickly turned around. Kurt stood there in the doorway, his fist balled up at his side.
"I was just... looking." I whispered.
"Get out. Now." His eyes shone in the little light and it made me gulp. Alcohol was still coursing through my veins and by the way he was swaying he was drinking too.
"Kurt-"
"Get out!" He yelled and punched the wall beside him. I cracked and dented in. My breath hitched and I slipped past him. He walked in and slammed the door shut behind him, leaving me in the dark. But I wasn't going to take that. I knocked on the door. Soon, without an answer, I started banging on the door until it swung open. "What the hell do you want?" He yelled, his face as red as a tomato. To be honest, I didn't know what I wanted. I wanted him though. I knew I did. But then it hit me. I didn't belong here at this party, I didn't need to be drinking away. I had school in three days, and I'm not even unpacked yet. I but my lips and dropped my eyed from Kurt's pink lips and ran off down the hall way and down the stairs. I ran through people who yelled and cussed at me, but I kept on running. I didn't slow down until I reached my car. I would be a horrible friend if I left Sam, but I needed to go soon. I put my car in reverse and hoped I didn't crash on my way back to the dorms. My vision got the best of me as I hit a few trashcans, but I didn't stop driving. I couldn't stop. This wasn't who I was at all. I needed to stay focused. I needed to get that angel out of my mind. "Well what do you want?" He asked again. I shook my head and looked at him. I could've sworn I was driving right now.
"I... needed a place to lay down." I lied, worrying my lip in my teeth.
"You just got here. What are you, some lightweight?"
"No, I'm just..." I shook my head and dropped eye contact from him. "Actually, how about we go get our drink on?" Definitely the alcohol. Kurt gave me a weird look before sighing and stepping out of his room.
"Fine." He muttered and walked down the hall before me. His hips swayed to the right and to the left and I felt an aching between my legs. I cursed myself, taking the steps two at a time. I followed him into the kitchen and he handed me a plastic cup that had a brown liquid in it. "Fireball to start off the year." He said and swallowed it down his hatch. I nodded and chugged mine, nearly spitting it back up. The liquid felt like it was burning a hole through my throat. I coughed loudly and Kurt laughed at me, his eyes shinning brightly. He poured me another one and I chugged it down, only for his amusement. He grabbed a bottle of Pineapple Vodka and grabbed my arm, pulling me out the back door of the kitchen and onto a sidewalk. There were only four or five people out here smoking away. Kurt pulled me further away from the house until we reached a gazebo. He sat down and popped the bottle open, swallowing the content until he couldn't take the burn anymore. He then passed it to me, and I drank it, already far gone. My vision was a blurry mess and my body was vibrating. "Ki...me." Kurt whispered but I couldn't understand. He stood up and pulled me up with him. I blinked and he was sitting back down. I shook my head and passed him the bottle.
"Kurt-"
"Oh, there you are, Blaine! Come on, I need to show you my new girl." Sam pulled me off my feet and dragged me away. I looked back to Kurt, but he wasn't sitting there anymore, only the bottle of vodka... I could barely stand or hear what he was saying as he pointed to a girl in the corner, nervously sipping at a beer. "She's not my girlfriend yet, but she will be." Sam said, pulling me close by my shoulders. "But I think we should go right now, you look like you are about to pass the fuck out." He laughed and helped me walk out the door. "Sorry your first party was cut short, but I can't have you here without me watching you. Maybe tomorrow night will be better?"
"No..." I groaned as he slid me in the back seat of the car.
"Don't tell your mom that I'm driving okay?" He whispered with a smile. I only nodded, my eye lids getting heavier every second. He laughed and my eyes shut, and all I could see was darkness.
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"How's your first hangover my friend?" Sam teased, bringing me a glass of water. I groaned in response and slowly drank the water. "Don't worry, you'll get used to it." He sat on his bed and pulled his beanie down to cover his eyes. I snorted and laid back down and closed my eyes. "Why were you sitting by yourself last night?"
"I... I thought Kurt was with me but I guess I was imagining it."
"Oh him? He stays in his room when parties happen."
"I went up there last night and he caught me in his room. He kicked me out then I thought I was driving and then I thought I was drinking with him." I sighed and rubbed my head. I am never getting drunk again.
"Gee, how much did you drink?" He snickered. "Look, if you don't want to go to that party tonight, I'll stay here with you."
"No, it's kinda your party so you can go. I'll stay here and get ready for school, might check everything around."
"Alright, well there's this coffee shop in campus that's open 24 hours. It's hot, and all the nerds go there to do school work."
"Hey, who said I'm a nerd?"
"Just an educated guess." He said with a laugh and rolled out of his bed. "I'm going to meet some people at the Library for a few."
"Look who's the nerd." I grinned. "Okay, don't read too much." Sam flicked me off and left with a smile. I sat up, holding my head, and looked in the mirror. I look like complete shit. Slowly getting out of bed, I grabbed my towel and made my way out of my room. I desperately needed a shower to wash off the stench of alcohol and the grogginess. No one was in the showers and I smiled. I turned the hot water on and let it soak me until my fingers turned to prunes. A door swung open and slammed shut signalling someone had come to use the restroom. I washed my body, scrubbing my skin till it hurt. Turning the shower off I wrapped my towel around my waist and stepped out.
"Gee, we use the same schedule huh skater boy?"
"Hey, Santana." I said with a grin. I walked with her to stand in front of the big mirror. She brushed through her hair, holding a bobby pin in her mouth.
"Wicked ass party last night, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess. I'm such a light weight, Sam made us leave early."
"Awe, poor baby." She stuck her tongue out as she grabbed the last pin and stuck it in her hair to keep her bangs out of her face. "What are you doing after you get dressed?"
"I was going to get some coffee I guess." I shrugged and tied the towel tighter around my waist. Curls were already popping out.
"Can Britt and I tag along?"
"Sure, I don't know my way around here." I followed her out the shower room and into the hall. I walked with her dorm and she opened it. Brittany was sitting on the floor with a cat asleep in her arms.
"Britt, member skater boy?"
"Curly!" She jumped up and the cat ran off to hide under one of the beds. She came and hugged me.
"It's Blaine, by the way..." I said with a nervous smile.
"Well Blaine, go get dressed so we can get this day started. We'll be waiting here." I nodded and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind me. I walked back to my room an few doors down and slid in before anyone could see. I decided to go with a plain black shirt and blue jeans today. I left my hair as unruly as it was and quickly brushed my teeth in the small sink. Once I was finish, I made my way back to Santana's dorm and knocked. The door opened and she answered, wearing a crop top and shorts. Brittany stood behind her in the same attire, except her shirt was cut shorter. I smiled and looked at the third person that appeared to come out of no where. He was dressed in a white t-shirt and khaki shorts and had a small plaid jacket tied around his waist. "Kurt decided to join us, is that cool?" My eyed met his eyes and they seemed to sparkle at me. I nodded hard, gulped, and stepped out of the way for the three of them to leave the room. "To the Lima Bean!" Santana yelled, grabbing Britt's accepting hand.