Okay fist of all I would like to say a thanks to Fiona for reading this (you are so awesome.) And secondly I'd like to say that the David is David Thompson not Karofsky he is the warbler. I still can't believe he has a second name that's so awesome. And sorry it took so long to write this.

Heather OXOXO

Chapter two.

Then after about ten minutes of Blaine being frozen to the spot, while Wes and his Mom were biting the nails so much that their fingers bled, Blaine just ran. Blaine ran down the street. He ran past the shed he and Wes used to make out in. He even ran past his own house. He ran and ran, he didn't know where he was going, all he knew was that he needed to get away from them and fast. He started crying, not because people were pointing and laughing at his clothes. He was crying because he felt betrayed, he asked Wes out because he thought he knew all about him, the good and the bad parts. But now he knows that he never knew all about him.

"How could he be a mermaid it must just be a dream so I'll go to bed and when I wake up it will all be a silly dream."

So Blaine ran back to his house he ran past his Mom and Dad.

"Honey? What's up?" Blaine's Mom asked seeing the tears in his eyes.

Blaine ignored her and ran to his bed.

"It must just be a dream. Get to sleep and it will all be ok."

Blaine went to sleep with this thought going over and over in his mind.

Wes was left, Blaine had left him alone with his Mom.

"Oh, honey don't worry he just needs time to think."

"No, no he ran! He's scared of you... of ME! He's defiantly going to leave me now!"

"No, honey your wrong..."

"No, Mom your wrong who would want to go out with a mermaid." Screams Wes before running to his room.

"Do you want me to talk to him?" said David, no one knew he was there he was just listening to this augment.

"Yes please," But just as David was leaving Katrina called out. "Wait, David I know about your feelings for Wes. And I'd just like to say that I want you two together, and that I want you to make Wes feel happy."

David was shocked that his emotions were that obvious bet he managed to stumble a, "yes. Don't worry I will."

David ran up the stairs two a time. When he got to Wes's bedroom door he could hear Wes crying. David walked in to see Wes had his head in his pillow.

"Wes..." David said as he sat beside him. After a few minutes of silence Wes spoke,

"He's going hate me and leave and I'm going to have to erase his memories of me and he is the only person that knows me for all my life."

"Hey... hey it's going to be okay and if he leaves you then you know that he is just a big coward. Anyway I've know you for my whole life."

"Yeah, but you'll never love me and you're going to leave after you turn into a mermaid."

"I will always be with you Wes, and I... I do love and I always have."

"Your serious," David nodded. "I love too but I always thought you were straight..."

But he was interrupted when David kissed him. It was magic.

20 years later...

"Hey Blaine what happened to that old friend of yours was it Wes or something." Said a boy at a bar.

"What are you talking about Kurt I don't know anybody called Wes I think you have had a little too much to drink."

"In high school on the first day I came you said you had a boyfriend called Wes," Kurt replied.

"I have no idea what you're talking about it's probably just dream."

"But..."

"Just shut up and kiss me."

Meanwhile...

"David give me the remote."

"After 15years of marriage I'm still getting beat up by you."

"Ha, ha, ha you're so funny... not now give it here." Since Wes can be quite strict David gave him the remote "CLICK"

"Now on the news at ten Mr. Wazzle killed Barak Obama all he had to say was this."

A clip of Mr. Wazzle came up.

I don't dance.
I know you can Not a chance, no. If I could do this, well, you could do that.
But I don't dance.
Hit it out of the park!
I don't dance.
I say you can.
There's not a chance.
Slide home, you score, swingin' on the dance floor.
I don't dance, no.
Hey batter batter, hey batter batter, swing.
I've got to just do my thing.
Hey batter batter, hey batter batter swing.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Two steppin' now you're up to bat. Bases loaded do your dance it's easy, take your best shot, just hit it!
I've got what it takes playin' my game, So you better spin that pitch you're gonna throw me. I'll show you how I swing!
You'll never know.
Oh I know.
If you never try.
There's just one little thing that stops me every time, yeah.
C'mon!

I don't dance.
I know you can.
Not a chance, no.
If I could do this well you could do that.
But I don't dance.
Hit it out of the park!
I don't dance.
I say you can.
There's not a chance.
Slide home, you score, swingin' on the dance floor.
I don't dance, no.
Lean back, tuck it in, take a chance. Swing it out, spin around, do the dance.
I wanna play ball, not dance hall. I'm makin' a triple not a curtain call.
I can prove it to you till you know it's true. 'Cause I can swing it, I can bring it to the diamond too.
Chad: You're talkin' alot, show me what you got, Stop.

Okay that's the end of the story I hoped you liked it. I'm sorry but I just had to add the "I don't dance" song in it somehow! So please review/alert/favourite.

Love you all XOXO