Find Your Own Way Chapter 4, a glee fanfic

Emma: So I took out chapter four because it was a filler of the other OC and not really needed for this story. So, I'll be working the new chapter after this. KK enjoy!

Find Your Own Glee

Chapter 4- Crush

"Fred?...Freddy?...FREDRICK JAMES REINWOOD!"

"Who? What?" the Italian boy snapped out of his thoughts, two little 'sisters' staring at him. He'd completely blocked out all the noise in the cafeteria and was embedded in his thoughts.

"You've been spacing for the last ten minutes." DJ answered, sipping her coffee. The girl was getting thin again, and Fred hoped she was eating right, and not falling back into old habits.

"He's been staring at Mercedes." Avery threw casually, biting into an apple. She threw DJ a glance too, but if anything was majorly wrong with the brunette, Fred was sure Avery would be on it.

"Have not." Fred defended with a blush.

"Have too." Avery giggled. "You clearly like her. So why don't you talk to her?"

"I don't know...I'm not good with women."

"Yet you have no prob with us." DJ deadpanned. She glanced at her sister and rolled her eyes. "We must not be women, Ave."

"You now I didn't mean it like that, Delilah." Fred said with an eye roll." And if you wanna start picking let's talk about your recent taste in bad boys," He glanced at DJ," And your new love for tall jocks." He glanced at Avery. Both girls blushed and averted their gazes." Anyway, you both know what I meant."

"Okay, lover boy. Get your butt in gear and talk to her!" Avery demanded, pulling her brother figure up and shoving him off in the diva's direction. He stumbled a few feet, slamming into the side of Mercedes' table. Everyone sitting at the table, being Kurt, Mercedes and Rachel, looked up to stare at a thoroughly embarrassed Fred.

"Uh, hi." Mercedes managed, trying her best to smile. "Your name's Fred, right?"

"Y-yes m-ma'am." the Italian stuttered.

"Are you really from Italy?" Rachel asked, catching the boy's accent.

"Sicily."

The minute Rachel learned of his decent, she began bombarding the poor boy with questions about his homeland and customs. Kurt and Mercedes grinned with amusement. This went on a few minutes until Kurt noticed the stray glances the Italian boy kept giving Mercedes. The countertenor wasn't oblivious in the slightest; in fact, Kurt lived for things like this. Well, besides his beloved musicals, prized wardrobe and flawless skin. He deduced from Fredrick's posture, body language and his stuttering voice that he had a bit of an infatuation with his diva friend.

"Please excuse us." Kurt smiled sweetly, pulling the brunette soprano to her feet. "But we have a book report due next period and we've yet to finish. Ciao!"

"She's a nice girl, but talks too much." Fred sighed in relief. Mercedes chuckled and nodded.

"You'll get used to her. Usually, she's sorta obnoxious and vindictive. Always getting all the solos and making a big deal of it 'cause she's our best soprano. But all in all, she's a nice girl."

"I hope she plans on sharing those solos." Fred laughed.

"Not a snowball's chance in hell...Why? Were you wantin' to audition for the regional solo?"

"Oh, no." Fredrick answered immediately. "Not me. My sisters, DJ and Avery." he replied, pointing to the blonde and brunette that sat a few tables over.

"You're related?" Mercedes asked with a confused stare, but the Italian boy only grinned. He was used to people asking that question.

"In a sense. We're not blood, if that's what you mean, but we care for each other as family. They call me their 'overprotective big brother'."

"That's sweet." the diva smiled, but frowned upon hearing the bell ring. "I'll see ya 'round, okay?"

Fred waved to her as she grabbed her things and quickly left. He couldn't help but stare at her slowly disappearing form.

hung up the phone tonight
Something happened for the first time
Deep inside
It was a rush
What a rush

Fred felt the lyrics bubbling up inside, fighting their way out. And who was he to ignore his musical gift? He loved music like he loved to breathe.

'Cause the possibility
That you would ever feel the same way
About me
It's just too much
Just too much

He thought sweetly of the dark skinned girl that has just graced him with her presence. His deep baritone voice filled the cafeteria, echoing slightly off the walls.

Why do I keep running from the truth?
All I ever think about is you
You got me hypnotized
So mesmerized
And I've just got to know

[chorus:]
Do you ever think
When you're all alone
All that we could be?
Where this thing could go?
Am I crazy or falling in love?
Is it real or just another crush?
Do you catch a breath
When I look at you?
Are you holding back
Like the way I do?
'Cause I'm trying, trying to walk away
But I know this crush ain't going
Away
Going away

DJ and Avery sent a knowing glance to each other before watching their 'brother's' performance unfold. The two girls were known at their old school for being mischievous. More or less for their match maker abilities. And it seemed their magic had worked yet again.

Has it ever crossed your mind
When we're hanging,
Spending time, girl, are we just friends?
Is there more?
Is there more? (Is there more)
See it's a chance we've gotta take
'Cause I believe that we can make this
Into something that'll last
Last forever
Forever

[chorus]

Why do I keep running from the truth?
(Why do I keep running)
All I ever think about is you
(All I ever think about)
You got me hypnotized
(Hypnotized)
So mesmerized
(mesmerized)
And I've just got to know

Do you ever think (ever think)
When your all alone (all alone)
All that we could be,
Where this thing could go (goooo)
Am i crazy or falling in love, (crazy)
Is this real or just another crush (another crush)
Do you catch a breath,
When i look at you,
Are you holding back,
Like the way i do,
Cause' i'm tryin tryin to walk away,
But i know this crush aint' going
Away ya ya ya yaaa (this crush ain't)
Going away ya ya ya yaaa (goin' away)
Going away ya ya ya yaaa (when you're all alone
All that we could be,
Where this thing could go

Fred finished his song on a high note, earning applause from many. Including his two 'sisters' standing on the lunch table cheering him on. He blushed slightly and returned to his seat.

"Finn!" Rachel called throughout the hallway, catching the attention of the football stud. He turned and smiled lopsidedly at the brunette. "Since this is your free period, how about we practice our weekly duet for Glee Club? I was thinking 'You Can't Stop the Beat' from Hairspray."

"I thought that was for a quintet?" he asked, somewhat confused.

"Well, originally, yes. But I modified it to suit a duet."

"That's great, Rach, but I think I'll pass." Finn then turned to walk away, but the brunette quickly intercepted him.

"And why's that?" she asked sharply.

"Because I don't wanna. You always make things into a competition. Why can't we just sing for fun?"

"We always have fun, Finn! And who says a little competition isn't healthy?"

"Yeah, a little competition. But you always go overboard."

"Who put you up to this? Was it that blonde southern hick?"

"Avery did say something, but I totally agree with her. You're way too uptight."

"I can't believe I'm hearing this!" Rachel all but screamed, tears threatening to fall for the second time that day.

"I'm sorry Rachel, but I think we should take a break."

"So you're breaking up with me?"

"For right now, yes."

"Fine. I suppose I'll just sing a solo today. Without your help or input." she turned on her heel and stormed away just as tears were starting to pour. Finn knew what he did was right, but he couldn't help but feel bad about it. This would be the second time he'd broken her heart. But this time, he wasn't sure if he wanted to pick up the pieces again.

"Mind telling me why we're here?" Kurt asked his boyfriend who had dragged him into the McKinley auditorium. "And why you're here?"

"To surprise you." Blaine replied, his chocolate eyes sparkling in the low light. "I missed you more than usual this week and I thought I'd pay you a visit during my lunch period."

"You're incredibly sweet." the countertenor smiled, leaning up to peck the tenor on the lips.

"And, maybe we could sing a duet while we're here?" he asked with a smirk, bringing a small black remote out from the pocket of his Dalton blazer. With a press of a button, the room was filled with soft piano keys and guitar strums. Kurt knew the song and smiled, knowing he'd been sucked into yet another performance.

Blaine-
I really hate to let this moment go
Touching your skin, and your hair falling slow
When a goodbye kiss, feels like this

The look Blaine gave his boyfriend could only be described as sultry. A tanned hand came to rest on Kurt's porcelain cheek, gently brushing a few stray chestnut hairs with his thumb.

[Chorus]Kurt & Blaine-
Don't you wanna stay here a little while?
Don't you wanna hold each other tight?
Don't you wanna fall asleep with me tonight?
Don't you wanna stay here a little while?
We can make forever feel this way
Don't you wanna stay?

Kurt smiled broadly through his singing, his heart soaring at the love defined in the elder's chocolate eyes. During the last part of the chorus, he grabbed Blaine by his tie and yanked him forwards, making his body crash into his own.

Kurt-
Let's take it slow, I don't wanna move too fast
I don't wanna just make love, I wanna make love last
When you're on this high, it's a sad goodbye

Kurt took a few steps back, marveling in the song.

Kurt-
Oh yeeah

Blaine-
Oh, you feel so perfect, baby

Kurt-
That it feels so perfect, baby

[Chorus] Kurt & Blaine-
Don't you wanna stay here a little while?
Don't you wanna stay here a little while?
Don't you wanna hold each other tight?
Don't you wanna fall asleep with me tonight?
Don't you wanna stay here a little while?
We can make forever feel this way
Don't you wanna stay?

Kurt-
Don't you wanna stay

The song ended with the two centimeters away from each other. Chocolate and silver eyes connecting. Blaine was the first one to surrender and kissed Kurt softly.

"That's one of the best duets we've done." Kurt said breathlessly when the kiss was broken.

"Agreed. I love you, Kurt."

"As do I, sweetheart. Shouldn't you be getting back to Dalton? I wouldn't want you getting into trouble."

"I suppose you're right. I'll pick you up after school so we can finish this." Blaine winked, causing the younger to blush handsomely.

Glee club was the last period of the day for Kurt and he was more than eager for school to end. Jumping into his boyfriend's marvelous BMW and being ravished with kisses was all the countertenor could think about as he sat quietly between Sam and Finn. Silver eyes observed his fellow gleeks. Rachel sat front row, as per usual, with a more than determined expression. Kurt faintly wondered what'd gotten into her. He then flickered his gaze over to Avery and DJ. The blonde southern belle was carrying on an innocent conversation with his stepbrother. Kurt smiled when he saw the puppy-love stricken eyes of the football stud. DJ, however, was stealing glances towards the bad-boy of the group. Although Puck paid her little to no mind; or he would like the world to think that. Kurt caught the two or three stolen glances the mo-hawked boy returned. The rest of the Glee kids were talking amongst themselves, but everyone seemed to yank the Hillcrest kids into their group nicely. Mercedes and Fred were hitting it off beautifully and Santana sat bickering with a new girls and buddying up nicely.