A/N: Sorry for the long update, I just noticed how much people actually alerted this story. Thanks again! I promise to continue when I can.
D/C: The characters in this story are not mine and they belong to Ryan Murphy from Fox's TV show Glee.
Chapter 2:
2 Years later...
It has been 2 years since my eye operation and everything went better. At least it did. Ever since that day, everything felt different. I had more friends, my Dad's now living happily with my new step-mother Carole and Finn... my ex-crush, and shockingly my best friend Rachel's fiancee... And I'm living my life as a manager to the famous broadway performer Rachel Berry.
How I wished to be a Broadway performer, but It was better than judging and being prejudice. Besides, being Rachel's manager was actually quite fun. I have control over her, no matter what. Contracts come in handy these days!
Everything was good. I now live in New York, and live life large. Although, It might sound stupid but I do want someone... New York is the place where lovers dream to be. But me... I have no one. I thought seeing the world better without the vanity would find me someone, but no one wants someone like me. a blind person.
Many boys... tend to flirt with me, but I just seem to find them interested on my looks more than my personality. They see me and just practically pull me up for sex, and they think it's that easy 'cause I'm blind. But No. That's just... It's how I treated people. I took their looks more than their personality. So I am never going back. I rather not have a lover and live better. I am going to this for everyone. not just for me.
I'm just sitting here by the fireplace in my house, or so what Rachel called 'Hummelberry House' considering I do live with her. She texted me, that it was an urgent meeting and I have to be with her to it. Business is wonderful... yeah right.
When I heard the door open, someone walked in with a heavy footed noise and sneakily tried to glomp me before... "I am blind Rachel, but I'm not deaf. Your heels are like gun shot"
"Damn. and I was about to surprise you" Rachel complained, sighing when she sat next to me.
"Of what?" I replied sarcastically. She laughed eventually.
"Well... I got you a blind-date with someone adorable.. I mean I could have taken him, but he told me he was gay and I was like! I have a friend that's gay! and -"
"Slow down Barbra!" I cut her off. God! she's annoying. "and what... You actually was willing to break up with Finn for him? My step-brother!"
"Haha! I'm joking. He's one of my co-star for our big play. He's really good." She replied easily.
I felt her move and she tucked her head on lap, comforting herself. I myself however, was actually just felt like pushing her onto the fire and watch her burn like the witch on Hansel and Gretel! but I love her.. and what?
"A blind-date! Just because I'm blind, RACHEL! doesn't mean you can go and set up a date for me out of nowhere!" I ranted jokingly and she sat up, laughing along with me.
"I didn't mean it like that, dummy! I just thought you felt lonely... and he's really nice. Just give him a chance, okay. You'll love him... please Kurtsie?" She pleaded, and I heard a pout from her lips and sighed. She's too manipulative, I could actually just push her.
"FINE! I won't be making a move though! I don't care how nice he is!" I said, tucking away on my jacket and grabbing my bag.
We went off to the park, where Rachel decided me and this guy would meet. I actually felt fine about it. I didn't mean what I said earlier. If he is nice, maybe I have a chance. The only problem is... what if I start to fall in love with the guy and he finds out I'm blind. Has Rachel even told him about the details? The important details?
"Rachel I-" I was gonna asked, but I felt her hand slip off, so I changed the question. "Are we here? or are you just bailing me out and get lost on the park!"
"Calm Down, Kurt. We're here, but I need to go look for him. He said he'd be here by now. So you sit in this bench first,while I go look for him. Okay." She responded calmly, and took off.
I slowly leaned down to find where the bench was using my hands and finally took a seat. I sighed, taking in the deep autumn smell, and felt the wind blow my hair. I wish I could see the scenery. It must have been nice.
Minutes passed by and I felt some heavy force pull me down as someone sat next to me from the other side of the bench. I heard the person's phone ring and he or she answered it. It was a boy. His voice gave me goosebumps, as the deep voice flowed through my ears. His scent was musky and nice, and I recognized the smell: It was those Vo5 hair gels, [and I recognized this considering I own the same brand of hairspray at home]
He stopped talking, and the wind got stronger. I felt chilly, and kind off annoyed. Where the hell is Rachel? Is she ditching me now!
I looked for my bag, searching around me with my hands trying not too look awkward on the stranger beside me. He noticed this. "It's under the seat. Your bag."
His voice...
"Thank you..." I said, hoping I didn't look so stupid. I reached down for my bag and took my phone out and texted Rachel.
"Cool phone." The guy complimented, as he shifted closer to me. I felt him look and I heard his little soft chuckle under his breathe. God! for a stranger you're... indescribable.
"Thanks, it's braille." I replied, and went back to my texting. My phone was specially designed for me. The keyboard was braille, and I can even record my voice and it'll turn to words on the phone. It also has this speciality on telling me what I've just done. You know... phone designed for the blind.
The guy however took the information and I felt his breathe on my face. He was looking at me... my eyes probably.
Then he murmured. "You're blind...?"
I froze. I felt frozen. His words or the cold wind. Whatever it was. both!
"Yes..." I immediately replied.
He moved away a bit, and I heard him chuckle again. Huh?
"Why are you alone out here? It's cold" He asked, placing a hand on my shoulder. He was warm. I was quite cold, but I have layers. lots and lots of layers of clothing to protect me. But I actually felt his warmth...
"I'm waiting for my friend." I responded easily, in a tone of annoyance. He laughed, and took away his hand. Then he responded as well. "Me too. She's supposed to be here by now. But she's too fussy, so I'm not surprised."
"Hmmm.. sounds like mine" I said. Rachel is fussy. she could have been running the whole perimeter of the park and stopping by Claire's to get a new headband or getting new shoes. Damn her if she comes here with clothes and didn't tag me along to her shopping trip.
He sighed, and I heard him texting again. The clicking of the phone was loud, so I imagined him with strong fingers and quite muscular. I felt my phone vibrate and I took it in a flash. My phone told me that it was a message from my dad, to come home for thanksgiving. [yeah my phone talks!]
"Hey Kurt! Thanksgiving is next week. So come home! Are you bringing anyone?" - Dad.
I smiled and texted him back.
"Obviously! and I'm bringing Rachel as a thanksgiving present for FINN! and she'll live with him NOW! and forever! I need a peace in my mind! Just kidding... I'll come with Rachel 'kay! love you dad. - Kurt "
"Now, that's just awesome." The guy next to me said, and I laughed at his opinion on the 'talking' part of the phone.
"Thanks." I smiled. He seemed nice, and was a good company. Rachel's timing is immensely idiotic! It's been half an hour! Moron. Anyways... The stranger was nice, so might as well introduce myself.
"I'm Kurt by the way. Kurt Hummel." I said, gesturing my hand to him for a handshake. He took it and we shook. His hand was warm, and yerp. Totally muscular.
"I'm Blaine. Blaine Anderson. Nice to meet you Kurt." He introduce, slowly letting go of my hand.
I actually never wanted him to let go... he felt... warm.
As time passed, we talked about our jobs for a little conversation. He told me that he worked as a theatre actor and a lawyer. Then we exchanged phone numbers just in case we needed to keep in touch of each other, because we found ourselves now like friends.
The moment however, ended when I heard someone run and stopped in front of us panting heavily.
"Rachel?" I said... and coincidentally Blaine said it as well with me.
Then Rachel spoke. "Oh you guy's already know each other?"
I froze again. What? huh... wait... was this guy my... date... This man that just seemed perfect to me was gay and... fuck.
He is nice... and warm, I may add.
"You're the guy..." Blaine said, and I felt a little shock or disappointment from his tone. It happens all the time with every guy. They see me blind.. sorry! I can't be with you...
I looked down on my knees, embarrassed. Just go Blaine. Don't continue the sentence... I've heard too many excuses...
"...Cool!" He said with a hint of that chuckle and my heard melted. "I guess, I'll be buying us a dinner date now! If Rachel doesn't mind leaving! maybe me and Kurt could have some time together!"
"Oh sorry! My watch had the wrong time! and enjoy... God I love you! Bring him home at 10 on the dot, Blaine!" Rachel said and strolled off, giggling. "THAT'S 'PM' BLAINE! PM!" she added, shouting.
and Blaine shouted back. "YES MUM!"
I laughed under my cold breathe and felt Blaine's hand slip on mine. He held it gently and I felt him stand up.
"So Italian?" He suggested giving me a lift, and I stood up grabbing my bag.
"That'll be lovely."
And we went off. with our hands still tangled together.
A/N: Still confusing. Yeah let me summarise that for you: Kurt was set up on a blind date, and as Rachel went to look for the guy, he made friends with Blaine Anderson. A nice young man. However, when Rachel came back, Kurt and Blaine found out that they we're the 'Date' Rachel was setting up with. So They went off to an Italian Restaurant THE END!
The summary was better than the story. eheehehe...
Review appreciated.