Authors Note
Hello! I'm back again! Did you miss me? Don't answer that I know you did. Well here is something that I know. I know that you know that we both know that we are the awesomest people in this entire universe! You're awesome because you're reading my terribly good fanfiction. I'm awesome because I know that you know that you love it. I'm also awesome because it takes a lot of thought just to construct a sentence for this story. And for those of you who read A Stupid Game, the updates will come keep your panties on. I'm multi-tasking. I'm doing this, schoolwork, other fanfictions, watching Glee (Standard Eastern Time 8 pm on Tuesdays), so I'll try to write as often as I can.
Disclaimer: I only own stuff made by kokomo234. I wish I owned Darren Criss, but I don't, dang!
BTW He got pregnant on October 6. (Windows Calendar is awesome!)
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I was sitting in the choir room the next day before Glee rehearsal trying hard not to pass out. It was so hot in the classroom. Quinn had just come in the room and looked at me worriedly.
I was breathing heavily. Quinn sat next to me and had started to fan me with her folder. Finn looked over confused on why Quinn was fanning me.
"Was it always this hot?" I whispered to Quinn. She smirked.
"It was the same way for me. I thought that I was in an oven sometimes." She told me. Blaine walked through the door and looked at Quinn. He sat on the other side of me.
"You-" Blaine had started. He was cut off my Mr. Schue.
"Alright guys! Nationals are coming up! Kurt, are you alright?" Mr. Schue asked me furrowing his eyebrows.
"I'm just a little hot and tired." I told him honestly. I stood up. "Can I have the floor please?"
Mr. Schue nodded. I walked to the center of the room.
"I don't think that I could do the solo." I was immediately bombarded with questions. The people who didn't open their mouths were: Quinn, Blaine, and Rachel, who was smiling smugly.
"Hold on, hold on! I'm not finished yet! I don't think that I could do the solo because I don't think that I'm…strong enough to handle a role like this, especially because it's Nationals. I just don't want to let any of you down." By now I think I was swaying slightly because of the heat.
"So who's going to take your solo?" Finn asked. Even though he wasn't very smart he knew when something was wrong with me.
"I was just getting to that," I had sat down on the chair that was in the middle of the room. "I thought that Rachel would be able to do it." The said girl was now smiling.
"Hold up, this would be the second time that she's taken the solo for Nationals. I think that someone else should get it." Santana blatantly said.
"Santana, as admired as I am about how much you pay attention to me, this song is way out of you singing range." Rachel said putting the emphasis on the word way.
"Well I vote for myself to sing at Nationals." Santana said agitated.
"My vote's for Rachel." Quinn said.
"I'll second that." Blaine spoke up.
"I vote for myself." Rachel said smugly. No who else would you vote for Berry? I thought.
"I'll vote for Santana." Brittany said. Nobody acknowledged her.
"Alright four votes for Rachel and two for Santana." I said
"Wait, we still have to vote," Artie said. "My vote is for Rachel." He said.
"I vote for Rachel too." Mercedes said.
"I'll vote for Rachel. The song is too high for Santana anyways. No offense to Santana." Tina said.
"No offense taken." The before said girl responded pouting.
"If anyone can sing it like Kurt, it's Rachel." Mike said. Sam nodded in agreement.
"I'll vote for Rachel." Puck said.
"So… two votes for Santana and ten for Rachel. Sorry Santana, majority rules." I told her.
"Alright, since the solo dilemma is solved, let's rehearse. Rachel, lead us off." Mr. Schue said excitedly. Nationals were in January. It was November 17. We had no time to lose.
As she was singing I stared at her with longing. It was my solo and I worked so hard just to let it go that easily.
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By the end of practice I was sweating. Well not actually sweating, glowing.
"So how far along are you?" Blaine asked me as I was gathering my stuff.
"The doctor said about six weeks today." I saw the gears turning in Blaine's head.
"That would mean you got pregnant on the sixth of October." A small smile was on the edge of Blaine's lips.
"Anderson if you want to life to see the birth of your child I wouldn't say what had happened on that day." I hissed at him smiling myself.
I stood up and grabbed my messenger bag. I gave Blaine a quick kiss on the lips and said my goodbyes.
"Hey Kurt, wait up!" Finn called when I was in the hallway. I turned around to see my stepbrother.
"Yes Finn, what do you want?" I asked irritably. All I wanted to do right now was curl up in bed and fall asleep. I'm craving spaghetti. My stomach rumbled ominously. Finn stared at me confused. "I didn't have time to eat lunch because I had to make up the Calculus test I missed yesterday. And I didn't eat breakfast because I had woken up late." That was suicide Hummel. You're starving now.
"I was going to say," He paused trying to remember. "Why did you really give the solo up to Rachel? Are you sick or something?"
I hesitated for a moment. "You could say that I'm sick." I had started to walk away.
"Wait, what do you mean?" He asked following me. "Do you have cancer or something?"
I stopped and turned on my heel. There were tears in my eyes.
"Finn I'm pregnant. Blaine and I were stupid and I got pregnant. Are you happy now? Are you satisfied?" I yelled at him. I slid down the wall crying. Finn just stood there the way he did whenever he was yelled at.
"Hey, don't cry. Come on. You don't need to cry." Finn tried to calm me down, but that just made me want to cry harder.
"Wh-wh-wh-what's… going to… h-happen when… my …dad and C-Carole f-find out?" I asked still in hysterics.
"I don't know. But even if they kick you out you still have Blaine. And whatever happens just know that I'll make sure you have everything that you need." Awww, that is very sweet. Even though Finn is sometimes dumb he always knows the right things to say even when I'm upset. I smiled at him.
Blaine came through the back doors. He was obviously looking for Finn.
"Hey Finn, Bieste is going to make you do two hundred push-ups if you're not at practice in fifteen minutes." He then looked down and saw the scene on front of him. He bent down.
"Hey, you ok?" My loving boyfriend asked me. I nodded weakly. He and Finn helped me off the floor. I was feeling kind of lightheaded. Blaine took my hand and was leading me to the bleachers on the football field.
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"Kurt. Kurt you need to wake up. Kurtie come on, it's cold outside." I felt someone poking me in my side with a finger. I opened my eyes and lifted up my head up. I saw Finn, Blaine, Mike, and Puck standing in front of me.
"Hummel must've been really tired to fall asleep out here." Puck said as I was sitting up.
"Mr. Schue offered to take him back inside but Kurt wouldn't get up." Blaine told them. I stood up and immediately sat back down.
"Are you ok?" Finn asked me.
"Is that the only question you can think to ask right now?" I asked angrily.
All four boys had backed away. I brought my hand up to my face to wipe off the drool. I pulled my coat closer to my body. I'm either super hot or super cold.
I used one hand to hold my coat to my body and the other hand had grabbed Blaine's. I was walking down the steps of the bleachers slowly so I didn't trip and fall down. I made it down the field and walked to my car.
"Wait, Kurt. I need to get my stuff." I turned around to face Blaine.
"I'm tired. We're going home." I told him. I didn't notice until after we had got into the car to notice that the look in his eyes was fear. He was scared of me. I banged my head on the back of the headrest. The hormones are kicking in.
I sighed and tears had started to fall down my face. Blaine had put his hand on my leg. I took in a deep breath. I looked over and had seen the smile on his lips.
"Why are you smiling?" I asked him.
"The hormones are kicking in." He teased. I smiled back at him.
"Yeah, I think that I figure that out a couple hours back," I said laughing. I looked back over at him. "Blaine?"
"What?"
"We can't go anywhere without keys." Blaine had looked out his window and saw Finn knocking on the window. Blaine had opened his door.
"Here's your stuff and good practice." Finn said smiling.
He had closed his door and gave me my car keys.
"I love you." Blaine told me.
"Will you love me when I'm moody and yelling at you? And will you love me when I blow up like a balloon?"
"I'll love you especially then."
"I love you too." We both smiled and kissed each other.
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Another chapter done! HOO-RAH!
Alright I'm tired now. Goodnight or morning wherever you are.
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