Kurt spent most of the day sitting on Blaine's -Their (Kurt thinks he really needs to get better at referring to things as 'Theirs' instead of Blaine's) - couch endlessly flipping through channels on the small TV. If there is one thing Kurt got out of this day, it's not he certainly isn't going to do it again.
After a long agonizing day Blaine finally returned home with Kurt's clothes. Kurt immediately took to sorting everything and putting it away. Although he wasn't quite sure why, he great joy looking through all the clothes, pairing them up with other clothes, they were certainly better then Blaine's sweats.
"So," Kurt called from the living room where he was sorting all the clothes. The apartment had one big room where it held a small kitchen and living room, then a hallway that led to the bedroom and one bathroom. "You said I could come with you tonight?"
"I did." Blaine said from the kitchen where he appeared to making a dinner of sorts. Kurt hoped it was more cooked gloop balls. "We'll be leaving right after dinner, so get your outfit together."
"Do I really need to get it together right now?" Kurt complained, wanting nothing more then to sit and smell that delicious smell. "What are you making?"
"Pasta and garlic bread. Trust me on this, we'll be late if I let you wait till the last minute." Blaine said laughing.
"Fine then. I will go pick out a fabulous outfit for tonight's outing." Kurt said taking his clothes and strutting off to the bedroom.
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After a short drive through the dark streets of Nw York, they arrived at 'Dollhouse Bar', which was apparently the name of the bar Blaine works at. Kurt was intrigued, yet at the same time appalled by the place. It smelled strongly of something Kurt could only assume was beer. He didn't like it, to say the least. The bar was littered with men gulping down drink after drink, and women cheering them on. There was a band playing weird songs about sex and money, and after listening to more of the lyrics, Kurt decided he defiantly didn't like this place.
"You work here?" Kurt asked, or shouted, at Blaine as he led him towards the back.
"Part time. This is only a short gig for a few weeks, I mainly work in a more…..friendly place." Blaine yelled back, smiling at Kurt while still pulling him through the crowd.
Blaine led Kurt to the back side of the stage, pulling out a guitar from behind the stage.
"Why don't you get yourself a drink," He said as he handed Kurt some money. "Nothing to strong though." Blaine patted his shoulder and smiled at him. Kurt felt his stomach drop and chest go numb at the small touch. Quickly shaking away the strange, yet becoming familiar feeling brought on by Blaine's smile, Kurt made his way over to the bar and watched the stage not yet ordering any drinks.
The band onstage ended their song and thanked the crowd as they cheered. "Thank you! Thank you!" The lead singer said into the loud microphone, "Next up, we have the lovely and talented…Blaine Anderson!" The singer all but screamed.
There was a mix of cheers and 'boos' from the crowd as Blaine took the stage.
"Hi everybody. I wrote this song about a week ago, something happened to a person I care very much about. I'd like to dedicated this song to that person." Blaine made eye contact with Kurt, showing he was talking to him. Kurt couldn't help but smile. He had never had a song dedicated to him before! Well, maybe he did. He wouldn't know.
Blaine put down his guitar and walked over to the piano on stage and started playing. The song sounded beautiful.
"I've been alone Surrounded by darkness I've seen how heartless The world can be"
Blaine played the song with such emotion, it was almost to overwhelming to watch. And it had only just started.
"I've seen you crying You felt like it's hopeless I'll always do my best To make you see"
Blaine sang the whole song staring into Kurt's eyes. Kurt couldn't look away. Not for a second.
"Baby, you're not alone Cause you're here with me And nothing's ever gonna bring us down Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you And you know it's true It don't matter what'll come to be Our love is all we need to make it through"
There was something in the way Blaine sang, Kurt almost felt like Blaine was singing to some long lost love, like he was reaching for someone with his words, like he was setting fire to the hearts of everyone watching, most of all Kurt's heart.
"I still have trouble I trip and stumble Trying to make sense of things sometimes I look for reasons But I don't need 'em All I need is to look in your eyes And I realize
Baby I'm not alone Cause you're here with me And nothing's ever gonna take us down Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you And you know it's true It don't matter what'll come to be Our love is all we need to make it through"
Kurt stared back lovingly into Blaine's eyes, he thought he heard shouts and the sound of people hitting the ground, but all he could think about was Blaine.
Blaine.
Blaine.
Everything was Blaine.
"Cause you're here with me"
The sound of punching.
"And nothing's ever gonna bring us down"
The sound of someone yelling his name.
"Cause nothing, nothing, nothing can keep me from lovin' you"
The sound of footsteps running across the bar.
"And you know it's true"
The sound of a drink falling to the floor.
"It don't matter what'll come to be"
The sound of being quickly turned around.
"You know our love is all we need"
The sound of the heavy breathing of a man staring into Kurt's eyes.
"Our love is all we need to make it through"
The feeling of lips on his.
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Okay, I know this chatter is really short, I'm very sorry for that, but I just had to end it there. I wanted to write more, but I just had to. It was to perfect.
I'm begging you to review. I would really like to know what people think, or if they are actually reading this at all, it's a little disheartening to write without knowing people are reading and enjoying it.
Thank you!
The next chapter will be out very soon I promise.
P.S For anybody who for some reason doesn't know, The song was 'Not Alone' By Darren Criss.
