Thank you for all the positive reviews! They inspired me to write more. And...my friend...I took what you said into consiteration (I can't spell your pin name...)
And I just write in short amounts, because I read in short amounts, because I think I have ADHD or somethinglike it, causing me to have a VERY short attention span. So, don't complaine.
"Maybe it's time we break up...for good," I said sitting in the opposite side of a booth of Kurt and Blaine.
THey were laughing together, hardly knowing I was there, "She looked like she was going to cut him!" They forgot I was there. They are such a cute couple. Why can't Finn and I still be a cute couple!
"Ugh, I can't let this be the end! But, it HAS to be the end! But...I don't want it to be the end!" I rambled on. I am sad, I can talk all I want, even if noone is listening.
"Rach," Blaine said to me with that look and tone he has when he is about to tell you something you know you need to listen to, "move on. Isn't this your, like, twentieth break up. Find someone new. Someone...better."
"I know what we need to do," said Kurt in that voice. The one that makes me worry.
Kurt drug me into Blaine's car and they took me back to Blaine's house. They almost went to Kurt's but, that is also Finn's house. And I defiantly cannot see Finn right now. Not in this state. He can't know I am so broken over him.
Blaine takes me into his bedroom and sits me down in one of his big chairs. His bedroom was so...Blaine. Masculine, yet artistic. Large, comfy chairs on one side of the room, surrounding a coffee table that looks like it was pulled out on a New York art museum. On the opposite side a big bed and a room divider he got while visiting his grandmother in the Philippines. This is my favorite place in the whole world.
"Sit up straight and close your eyes until I'm done with you!" Kurt told me, excited.
Then they got to work. I love to listen to them when they do makeovers, it just makes me happy.
After a few minutes of brushes and sponges on my face, I heard Katy Perry begin to play from across the room. Then, the heat and pulls on my hair started. Every few seconds one of them would stop their work and sing a power moments with Katy Perry, Madonna or Lady Gaga. Blaine said their music "inspired his greatest work". After a few "one last pins" in my hair, I saw myself.
"You know, you two are my favorite, right?" I said with a smile on my face. I look so beautiful. My hair halfway up and in large curls, and my makeup just so. (Not that I don't always, but especially so now.) "But, why am I so dressed up?"
"Not dressed up," Kurt told me.
"Just especially beautiful," Blaine finished
Finn POV
"Damn man, you need to just stop thinking about her," Puck said while lounged out on my small bed, eating a bag of chips. "Just relax."
"I know, dude, but, we just broke up. It's kinda hard. " Like he would know, he only ever sleeps with MY girlfriends.
"Let's go out tonight! I bet we could find a bar that'll let us in, dude."
"I don't wanna go to a bar, man! Can we do something that doesn't involve girls or drinking?"
"Chill dude! No need to freak out!"
I sat back into my chair and tried to let go of the stress. Puck didn't do anything to me. I just need to clear my head.
"Sorry, man. I just wanna do something fun. Like, clear my head, ya know?"
"Yeah, man. I've got an idea," Puck said in a mischievous voice. This was going to be bad.
"Takin' the car, Mom," Puck said as he was walking out the door, so she wouldn't be able to say no.
We got in the old, beat up station wagon and he started driving. I skipped through the radio stations, only to find pop songs about love and break ups, my least favorite, and that freakin' Journey song I have heard too many times. Finally I just turn the damn thing off and look out the window to see where we are.
Puck pulls the car into a parking lot and I ask, "You turning around?"
"Hell naw, man! We're here!"
A freakin' karaoke bar.
I hope you enjoyed that! I could have made it longer, but I wanted to end on that part! Rate and review, so I will write some more!
