Chapter 2:
The next day, Blaine waited around his house, trying to figure out how to get Kurt to go on a date with him. He was originally call at 9am, but he realized that not everyone would be up by nine. Then at 12, but twelve seems like a time you'd be going out somewhere. What if he was in a meeting and Blaine interrupted by calling? Then again at 2, but two was such an unusual number, he couldn't call then. At this point, he realized he was making things up and decided that at 3 o'clock, he'd call.
After a period of debating with himself, he finally picked up his phone at 4 and went to his contacts. That was when he realized, calling was so forward. He should text instead. But texting was so sloppy, and calling was so more professional.
"Dammit Blaine, just call the guy!" Blaine shouted at himself, and pressed the call button. He pressed the phone to his ear, shifting his weight to one foot to the other. It rang once... twice... three times god dammit he's not going to pick up why am I even trying-
"Hello?"
Blaine opened his mouth the say something, but realized that through all those hours, he hadn't even prepared anything to say.
"Hi Kurt, it's Blaine. From the bookstore." Blaine improvised.
"Ahh, Blaine. I was wondering when you'd call. I almost thought I wasn't going to hear from you again." Kurt teased, and Blaine wanted to smack himself in the head for not calling earlier.
"Now, what kind of man would I be if I didn't call such a gorgeous man like you?" Blaine flirted absentmindedly. The statement surprised both Kurt and Blaine. He wasn't usually this confident, but it was something controlling him, making him flirt viciously like a drunk guy in a bar. He heard Kurt's muffled giggle, and he sighed, taking a mental note to tone it down just a tad, or he'd come off a bit sex crazed.
"So, there's this new pizza place that opened up a couple of blocks away and I wanted to try out," he started saying to Kurt, "But there's no fun in trying out new things unless there's someone with you, so I was wondering if maybe you'd like to come with me." Blaine offered. There was a pause that seemed like a century, then Kurt finally responded.
"I can't tonight." Kurt admitted as Blaine looked down in disappointment. "It's just that I'm kind of busy and-"
"No no no, you don't have to explain, I understand." Blaine assured. "I'm a bit busy too anyways." he lied, not trying very hard to hide it.
"Don't get me wrong, I'd love to go out with you. Maybe ummm..." Kurt hummed, pausing to shuffle some papers. "I should be free tomorrow. Sound good?" he asked.
Blaine had to think about it for a second. He had rehearsals for a musical, that one of friends wrote, tomorrow. Those usually lasted until 9:30. They wouldn't mind if he missed one day, after all he was ahead of everyone else. "Tomorrow's fine, eight?" Blaine asked.
"Sound's perfect." Kurt agreed, as Blaine started smiling again. He gave him directions to the pizza place, grinning the whole time. He couldn't help it. It had been years since he went on a real proper date, and he was pretty excited. "I'll see you tomorrow." Kurt smiled.
"See you then." Blaine responded, and hanging up. He sighed in relief that that had all worked out perfectly. Now to pick out an outfit, and convince the director to let him out early tomorrow. Excitedly, Blaine went to his closet, and searched. He had to look spectacular.
