I was getting real nervous for no apparent reason. I guess it had to do with the fact that Kurt got me all worked up because of this Lima Rouge he invited me to. I was rather excited and nervous at the same time.
I was almost done buttoning of my nice shirts, spared for special occasions, this being one. Kurt hadn't really given me a dress code for that night. So I showed up as if I was going to Prom.
I heard a knock on my apartment door, and I saw a man, same height as mine, and with seemed to be a Mohawk as a hairstyle. He was buff and has this look on his face as if he was going to pass out.
"Can I help you?" Then without blinking twice the man fainted. I was in completely and utter shock, I had no idea what to do. But I didn't have to do much, since Kurt briefly followed him.
"Kurt? What are you doing here? How do you know where I live?" He laughed grabbing the unconscious man hands and dragging him into my apartment. I saw Kurt left him on my floor then walked out of my apartment. He turned around to still find me on my doorway, with my mouth wide open. I had no idea what happened.
"You coming or not Sam?" I gulped and coughed awkwardly and I closed the door behind me and I ran towards him.
Good thing I brought my pea coat, it was chilly that one wonderful night.
"So, Sam. What do you believe in? What are your theories?" I started to get uncomfortable talking to Kurt, I mean I was still in shock and traumatize for what just happened in my apartment.
"Um…I…uh" Kurt started laughing and stopped walking and started gazing at my scared face.
"The man that showed up at your apartment is a friend of mine. His name is Noah. He is a narcoleptic Jew, and sadly he was our ride. That's why we are now walking." A Narcoleptic Jew? Kurt started walking again and I ran in front of him.
"Wait, so like, he is awake and then unconscious the next? Isn't that dangerous? And you were going to make him drive us to the Lima Rouge? What were thinking?" Kurt looked at me and tried not laugh at my rampage.
"Well, what I was thinking not to get my Marc Jacob boots wet, but I guess I can't have that anymore can I? And calm down, he has given me a ride before and he has never fell unconscious before. Don't get paranoid." I didn't think it was a laughing matter. I was freaking out.
"Anyway, my question has yet to be answered." We started walking again and I manage to calm my breathing and pulse. I smiled when I remembered Kurt's question.
What do you believe in? What are your theories?
"Well I believe in all things." Kurt turned and smirked at me.
"Do you believe in beauty?" I laughed softly.
"Yes." Kurt nodded in approval still with a grin on his face.
"Freedom?" He asked me not once leaving my eyes. I sighed and took a deep breath.
"Most definitely." Kurt laughed softly at the way I sounded; all dreamy like.
"Truth?" I nodded in approval.
"Yes of course." I turned to see Kurt pondering. Then he grew a wide smile and turned to see me.
"Love?" I stopped walking and noticed Kurt hadn't. Kurt turned thinking I was still next to him, and then he quickly saw I left him a couple of steps back.
"Well? Mister 'I believe in all things' answer me that." I believe Kurt was trying to read me like a book. He was getting there, but once he said that four-letter word, my whole world had shut down.
"Love. Above all things, I believe in love. Love is like oxygen, love is a many-splendored thing, love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love!" Kurt covered his mouth in amazement and started jumping up and down, squealing while doing so.
"You can't fool me, you speak like one of us. An underdog. A person who believes, dreams, and has hope. You'll fit in just right at the Lima Rouge. But I have only one more question?" It made me smile that Kurt saw everything I saw in myself; maybe I do belong at this Lima Rouge. But his question made me shiver.
"Have you ever been in love?" I looked down, embarrassed. I heard him walking towards me. He lifted my chin to meet his eyes.
"You've never been in love? Spoken like a true believer of love, who can you say it's a many splendored-thing, if not once that four letter has touched your heart?" I laughed softly as Kurt removed his hand from my chin as we both started walking once more.
"We all have to think love is that, or else what hope do we have of a happy ending?" Kurt laughed and nodded in disagreement.
"There aren't happy endings in Lima, only the brutal reality that you'll be stuck here forever." His answer sounded so cold. It hurt my chest just hearing the pain in his voice.
"You must have some kind of dreams Kurt." He chuckled and turned to look up to the sky.
"My dreams are way to big for this town, and one day I'll fly away and leave all this to yesterday." Kurt turned from looking at the sky to me; he saw my eyes were glowing.
"What?" I felt all choked up. His words touched my heart.
"That was beautiful Kurt." He giggled and punched my arm playfully.
"Those weren't my beautiful words. I quoted the talented and beautiful diva Mercedes." She sounded like a remarkable women, if she made my heart beat faster with those words.
"Who is Mercedes?" Kurt gave me a reassuring smile.
"You'll see, she's quite the breath taker. She's performing tonight at the Lima Rouge." My eyes shot wide open, and I started feeling nervous again.
"Now come on, we are going to be late." Kurt and I started running, for we started getting closer to the Lima Rouge. I could hear the bass in the background, people laughing and singing.
Then I hear a voice. Her voice. A voice that will forever be imprinted in my heart forever.
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