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Chapter 3: Auditions and Realizations
Tap. Tap. Tap. Blaine's quill thudded against the wooden tabletop. He stared into space, day dreaming. Snape's voice droned on, a distant hum in the background. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. The hands on the clock moved sluggishly, unwilling to let time pass. Tick, tock. Tick, tock...Ring! Blaine jumped up from his seat, quickly shoving all of his things into his bag. He rushed out the door, dodging all of the students about to crowd around the frame. He swerved through the groups of people in the corridor, looking for that familiar face. He craned his neck, trying to see above all the bobbing heads. If only he were taller! Finally, his gaze zoomed in on Kurt's smiling face. He felt himself smile in return. Blaine sighed in relief. When he saw that face, it was like...he was home. As he approached him, he looped his arm through Kurt's, relishing in their easy friendship.
Blaine had made a lot of friends when he started at Hogwarts, but none were quite like Kurt. Kurt was the only person that Blaine felt really...got him. He wasn't sure what it was, but something in them just, clicked. Kurt was, and always would be, his best friend. So...why did he get this weird fluttering in his stomach every time Kurt looked at him? Why did his heart skip a beat every time he smiled, or laughed at one of his jokes? Blaine contemplated this as they walked the familiar path to the Great Hall.
Abruptly, Blaine was tugged back sharply by his robes. He turned, and saw Kurt gawking at a brightly colored flyer pinned to the cork board outside the Hall. "What is it," he inquired, trying to see over Kurt's shoulder. GLEE CLUB AUDITIONS: FRIDAY, 4:00 P.M. "Glee club.." he muttered, glancing back at Kurt. Kurt's eyes were wide as the read the fine print under the heading. As he mouthed out the words, his excitement became visible. His eyes twinkled and there was a spring in his step when he finally twirled away from the bulletin board. He took Blaine by the hand and led him into the Great Hall, humming under his breath.
They took their seats next to each other, though neither of them spoke. It was a comfortable silence, and Blaine took this time to try and figure some things out. He knew he cared about Kurt, but to what extent, was unknown to him. He knew he liked hanging out with Kurt, and would give anything to spend more time with him. But how..? His mind flashed back to the colorful poster Kurt had been so mesmerized with. Glee club, huh..
Blaine glanced around the room nervously, tapping his foot against the carpeted floor. He inspected the other students that surrounded him. Most of them had similar stances as he did, except for one small girl who was sitting with her legs crossed primly, looking like the poster child of confidence. She had a huge smile spread across her face, despite the fact that she was sitting alone. She looked to be the only Hufflepuff in the room.
He heard a familiar voice startle the silence that enveloped the space. He looked over his shoulder to see Kurt stride into the room, Mercedes in tow. A surprised smile graced his features when he saw Blaine sitting there. Blaine returned the gesture as they moved to join him on his bench.
"Blaine," Kurt grinned at him. "Why didn't you tell me you were trying out for Glee?"
"Uh," Blaine looked down sheepishly. "I didn't know I was until today.."
"Ah," Kurt nodded in understanding. "So, what song are you going to sing?"
"Uhm, I don't know. Whatever comes to mind I guess.." Blaine hadn't thought about that. He really should have prepared more.
"Well, I know what I'm singing," Mercedes boasted loudly. "Let's just say I'm in dire need of some R-E-S-P-E-C-T." She winked at Kurt, making him laugh.
Just then, the door opened to reveal the two leads they had seen during the lunchroom performance. They greeted the room full of kids with warm smiles. They started explaining the rules and regulations of the club and how the auditions were going to be done, but Blaine was only half listening. He was still thinking about what to sing. He was also curious as to what Kurt would be singing. He'd never heard him sing, so he didn't know what to expect. Blaine peeked at Kurt from the corner of his eye. He was listening to the older students seemingly attentively, though every so often he would whisper something to Mercedes, and they would giggle silently. Blaine couldn't help admiring the way Kurt's eyes would crinkle every time he smiled. Or the laugh lines that would appear on his face if he even so much as chuckled. He again felt that all too familiar squeeze of his heart.
Blaine had come to terms with his sexuality a long time ago. He had no problem with being gay. He never felt any less like a person because of it. True, he hadn't told Kurt he was gay yet, but that was because the subject simply hadn't come up. And, if he was being honest with himself, he was kind of afraid to tell him. He didn't know how he would react. He really liked Kurt, and didn't want to put a strain on their friendship. At least, that's what he kept telling himself. He was hesitant to admit that he had some far too intimate feelings for the boy, that were not exactly friendship appropriate. He didn't even know if Kurt was gay or not! Blaine sighed in confusion. Oh gosh, he thought. This is way too much for an eleven year old to handle.
The calling of his name snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked up to find the lead boy (he still didn't know his name) staring at him expectantly. Oh. It must be his turn to sing. He got to his feet shakily and walked up to the front of the room. He wobbled slightly, but caught himself before he fell. He racked his brain for song ideas as fast as he could. Finally, he just decided on the first song that came to mind.
"Hello, my name is Blaine Anderson. Today I will be singing Nothing Lasts Forever, by Maroon 5." He let out a slow breath, and picked a spot on the wall, getting into character.
It is so easy to see
Dysfunction between you and me
We must free up these tired souls
Before the sadness kills us both
I tried and tried to let you know
I love you but I'm letting go
It may not last but I don't know
Just don't know
He felt himself getting more distressed, really meaning what he was singing.
If you don't know
Then you can't care
And you show up
But you're not there
But I'm waiting
And you want to
Still afraid that I will desert you
He took a step forward, closing his eyes slightly. Losing himself in the song.
Everyday
With every worthless word we get more far away
The distance between us makes it so hard to stay
But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe
It hurts but it may be the only way
He hadn't realized how confused he was until now.
A bed that's warm with memories
Can heal us temporarily
The misbehaving only makes
The ditch between us so damn deep
Built a wall around my heart
I'll never let it fall apart
But strangely I wish secretly
It would fall down while I'm asleep
He glanced over at Kurt. He knew he was singing this song for him. But did Kurt know that?
If you don't know
Then you can't care
And you show up
But you're not there
But I'm waiting
And you want to
Still afraid that I will desert you, babe
Everyday
With every worthless word we get more far away
The distance between us makes it so hard to stay
But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe
It hurts but it may be the only way
Though we have not hit the ground
It doesn't mean we're not still falling,
Oh I want so bad to pick you up
But you're still too reluctant to accept my help
What a shame, I hope you find somewhere to place the blame
But until then the fact remains
He wanted so badly for Kurt to feel the same way.
Everyday
With every worthless word we get more far away
The distance between us makes you so hard to stay
Nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe
It hurts but it may be the only way
As he repeated the chorus one last time, he couldn't help but wonder. Is it just a crush, or something more? The aching of his heart was making his thoughts jumble together. He couldn't concentrate.
When Blaine finished his song, the room broke out into thunderous applause. Kurt was whistling and whooping louder than all of them put together, and he had a large, proud grin on his face. He clapped Blaine on the back as he took his seat next to Kurt on the bench.
"That was amazing!" Kurt's breath tickled his cheek. Blaine graciously waved away his compliment, indicating that it wasn't that big of a deal. Inside, he was doing a victory dance. He liked it! Blaine thought excitedly.
Blaine waited impatiently through the next auditions. He just wanted them to get to Kurt already! Finally, finally, they called Kurt's name. He stood up confidently, smoothing out his robes. He glided up to the front of the room and faced the two older students.
"Hello, I'm Kurt Hummel, and I will be singing Not While I'm Around, from Sweeney Todd." He took a deep breath, and Blaine saw his body slowly relax.
Nothing's gonna harm you
Not while I'm around
Nothing's gonna harm you
No sir, not while I'm around
Demons are prowling everywhere
Nowadays
I'll send 'em howling
I don't care, I got ways
Blaine's eyes widened. Oh my lord, he marveled. He has a voice like an angel.
No one's gonna hurt you
No one's gonna dare
Others can desert you
Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there
Demons'll charm you with a smile
For a while
But in time nothing can harm you
Not while I'm around
Kurt's voice grew in intensity.
Not to worry, not to worry
I may not be smart but I ain't dumb
I can do it, put me to it
Show me something I can overcome
Not to worry, mum
Being close and being clever
Ain't like being true
I don't need to, I would never
Hide a thing from you
Like some
Kurt did more than just sing. He told a story.
Demons are prowling everywhere
Nowadays
I'll send 'em howling
I don't care
No one's gonna hurt you
No one's gonna dare
Others can desert you
Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there
Demons'll charm you with a smile
For a while
But in time nothing's gonna harm you
Not while I'm around
The song drew to a close. Blaine couldn't move. He was speechless.
He eventually forced his hands together, clapping with all of his might. His peers followed suit. The ear splitting grin that was spread across his face was hard to get rid of. He was overflowing with pride and joy. At that moment, he knew. There was at least one thing he was sure of.
He had feelings for one Kurt Hummel.
...Well? Favorites/Story Alerts are lovely. Reviews are even better.
Oh, and if you like fluffy Klaine stories, I highly recommend smileysox303's Finishing the Puzzle. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
And, I honestly have no idea why I picked the songs I did, so..don't ask. haha. (:
