A/N: yeah, I've been lazy lately… soorrryyy….

Considering starting a badboy!Kurt mute!Blaine f"f, I already have some of it written and most in my head…

What do you think?

Hey guys- please read the A/N this time- I need your opinion, I know most of you don't do that so I wrote this as if it's a part of the story- sorry, its important…

"Jeff can I borrow your laptop for just a second?" Blaine asked.

"Excuse me?" Jeff looked at Blaine over his laptop.

"Can I borrow your laptop? Mine was left at home since my… father… didn't give me a big heads up about…" he let it trail off, Jeff looked like he was going to Have a heart attack.

"But… my laptop…" he whimpered but handed it to Blaine.

"You can't be serious! You never let me touch you laptop let alone use it! And I'm your boyfriend!" Nick protested, Blaine just stuck out his tongue.

He opened an incognito browsing mode in Google chrome (sorry, I'm in love with Google chrome, best internet ever) and typed two words.

'Kurt Hummel'

10,000 results found.

All Blaine could think in that moment was 'shit, fucking shit'.

Kurt Hummel winning coach Sylvester's cheerleading competition.

'No that's probably some other guy called Kurt' Blaine thought and continued.

Hummel garage.

'Defiantly not him, - soul mates are supposed to be around the same age' he laughed and continued, going on several pages that talked about all kinds of weird things like:

Kurt Hummel wins a football game with the song 'single ladies' by Beyoncé

He raised his hands to his forehead, this could take days, months even, and he doesn't have months to spare.

"Hey dude what are you looking for?" Nick asked "OH, Kurt Hummel, nice dude, I have a cousin going to McKinley, she knows him…" he said.

"Repeat please" Blaine demanded.

"I have a cousin going to McKinley, she knows him…" Nick said hesitating.

"He goes to McKinley?" asked Blaine.

"Umm… yes" Nick said.

"Ohh… well, thank you Nick" Blaine shut the laptop down and smiled.

"You are welcome?" Nick asked, he was very confused, he will talk to Jeff later.

"Well, I have math class, but thanks" Blaine said.

He was happy for the rest of the day- he didn't find Kurt Hummel just yet, but he was closer.

0.0.0

"You want to do what?" Quinn asked, she was sitting in his lap and they were just in the middle of making out when Blaine innocently suggested that little offer.

"Meet your McKinley friends- if we are to be married, I might as well know them, plus, they sound nice" he explained, his hands wrapped around her, she kissed him again and they were back to making out, at first he went with that, but he was not about to give up that easily…

"How about I come with you to school once? I can cut Dalton, it won't be that bad" he said, stopping the kissing.

"I don't think that will be a good idea, you need good grades" she smiled and started kissing him again, Blaine was starting to think she didn't want to talk about that with him.

"You need good grades" she smiled and started kissing him again, blaine , he moved to kissing her neck and slowly moved up to her neck.

"One day won't hurt my grades" he whispered in her ear, she got up from him.

"Why are you pushing it?" she asked, she llooked more scared than hurt, which confused Blaine.

"Because, we will be getting married and I want to meet your friends" he lied, looking at the ground.

"We can invite them over, how about a slumber party? it will be just us, the girls, and Kurt" she said.

"Kurt?" he said, slowly feeling a smile on his lips.

"Yeah, mom and dad lets me invite him because he is gay" she said, 'bingo' Blaine smiled to himself.

"That would be amazing" he said.

"Really?" she said as if she didn't think he will be convinced that easily but smiled.

"Yes" he assured her, right now, he can take making out with Quinn for a while more.

He was going to meet Kurt Hummel.

"Well, I believe my mouth was just here" she put a finger to his lips, and slowly sat on him again.

"I guess it was" he said, he was hoping she would forget about it, but no, she started kissing him again, slowly deepening the kiss, Blaine kept trying to imagine Kurt.

'What would he look like? What would he act like? Will he like music? What if he hates Blaine? What if he already knows Blaine is his soul mate and he tells Quinn? But most importantly- what if he doesn't like harry potter?' Blaine shuddered as he thought about it...

"Are you cold?" Quinn asked.

"No, just thinking about life without you" he said- well, technically speaking, it wasn't a lie… right?

"You are so sweet" she said and the kiss continued, it went on for a while, until Quinn said something Blaine didn't want to hear.

"Blaine" she whispered in his ear and he hummed in response.

"I think I'm ready" she said and his eyes shot open, he realized she was on her bed, and he was leaning on her, she smiled a small smile.

"What…" he choked out "what exactly are you ready for? Lunch?" he offered lamely, he almost threw up.

'Please don't let it be what I think it is' he prayed.

"Not really" she laughed, but then she pulled a condom from a hidden pocket in her dress.

"Quinn, your religion…" he started.

"Blaine, we are soul mates, we are going to get married one day, my religion forbids it before sixteen because you don't know who is your soul mate, but… I do know…" she smiled at him.

"I don't want to push you into anything you are not ready for…" he lamely excused.

"Blaine, you are not pushing me, it was my idea" she said.

"I don't know if I'm ready for that…" he said, slowly getting up.

"Why not? Am I not pretty enough? Am I not good enough?" she had tears in her eyes.

'No, you are just not really a guy' he thought as he wiped her tears.

"No, no it's not that, you are amazing, but I have already asked from you so much, I live in your house god damn it! I can't take that from you too, it won't be fair to you and to your parents. Let's just wait, at least until you are sixteen" he said 'when, hopefully, I can live a t Kurt's place already' he added in this head.

"My parents wouldn't mind" she said, slowly starting to peel his shirt off.

"You are probably right, but, I don't want to take my chances, please Quinn, for me" he begged her.

"fine" she nodded.