Hi guys!
So this is the next chapter - and as promised it is a lot longer - YAY for long chapters!
Firstly I want to say a huge thank-you for all of your amazing reviews - they spur me on to make Kurt a happy chappy!
Another quick thing - a giant thank-you to my beautiful friend Rosa (IllAdmitIt) who is not only an amazing writer but a great friend and inspired me to start writing this for you all :) Cheers love! I will have our tickets to LA booked a.s.a.p!
I dont own Glee, the song used, Edwin McCain or any Glee characters, or RENT and it's soundtrack. just Jamie
Enjoy
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Jamie walked into his nearest grocery store, humming Seasons of Love from his favorite musical, RENT. Yeah so what if it was total cliche? He was gay and liked musicals. Get over it!
He walked into the store, getting hit by glacial air conditioning. Jeez, it's like 15 degrees outside! Do you really need the air con on? Are you trying to like freeze the world to death? Jamie thought, as he wondered to the fresh fruit isle and plucked a box a strawberries off of the shelf. Still humming to himself, he made his way to the checkout, stopping as a beautiful bouquet of roses caught his eye. He picked them up too, smiling as he paid for his stuff.
"Oh, a present for someone special?" said the girl at the checkout.
"Wha..? Oh yeah." Jamie said, coming out of his reverie concerning how to learn a song in just two hours
"Well, she's one lucky girl." said the girl, passing Jamie the bag of stuff, smiling sweetly
"More like the lucky guy" He muttered under his breath as he walked out, again silently cursing the air con, making a vow that one day when his band made it big, he would push for the banning of all air conditioning.
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Walking though his front door, Jamie headed straight for his kitchen. Pulling the strawberries out of the bag, he put them in the fridge, next to the sparkling white grape juice and the feta cheese salads he made earlier that day. Guessing by the way Kurt had scolded him about buying a large popcorn with extra butter because of the high saturated fat or sugar or whatever content and how eating that (to quote) "Hideous tub of edible heart attacks covered with an early onset of Type Two Diabetes" would not only prematurely kill him, but make him break out with a mass attack of acne, meant that Kurt was a health freak and would appreciate the effort.
Sitting on the couch, Jamie started to think about last night. About Kurt. Mercedes' brother was in his band, thats how he knew her. She came up to him on Wednesday, with one of the strangest propositions he had ever heard.
"Ok, so listen up white boy. My man Kurt is in major need of getting over someone. I need you to help him!"
"Whoa..back up! Why me? Who is Kurt?" Jamie said, his voice trembling somewhat. Somehow, Mercedes always managed to freak him out. She just had that thing about her that made her so damn scary.
"You'll see. Movies. Seven. Be there." And with that, Mercedes strutted off, looking 100% the diva that he loved, and feared.
So that's how he got around to meeting Kurt. Not knowing what to expect, he was totally surprised when Kurt turned out to be this incredibly well dressed, slightly short (but in a really adorable way) and somewhat sarcastic boy.
All Jamie remembered about the night was how much he loved talking to Kurt. How much he liked looking into his crystal blue eyes, that seemed to flash green when he got annoyed, like when he ranted about how stirrup pants were socially unacceptable.
It only seemed right that Jamie made sure that their second date was amazing. You know, like they do in the movies.
Checking the time, Jamie grabbed a cool bag from a cupboard in the kitchen and stuffed the food in it, before grabbing the flowers and his keys. He headed out to his car and started driving towards the park where he said he would meet Kurt. Butterflies filled his stomach and his palms felt all clammy as he drew nearer.
Damn he was so nervous. All he wanted to do was impress Kurt. Arriving at the park, he grabbed the bag, the flowers and his guitar from the back seat of his car and walked up the hill, where he saw Kurt waiting for him.
A smile crept across he face and his eyes met the smaller boy's.
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(Kurt's POV)
Where is he? He said twelve! It's THREE MINUTES PAST. He's not coming. NO - stop being paranoied. Remember worry lines enduce early wrinkles
Kurt was having a mental panic attack. Yes, so he had got there ten minutes early. It's always better to be early than late right?
Doing what he always did when he got nervous, Kurt pulled his nail file out of his bag and set to work shaping his already perfect nails, looking up at regular intervals (of twenty seconds) to see if Jamie was actually going to turn up.
On the sixteenth time of looking up, Kurt saw Jamie walking towards him, cool bag and guitar in tow. Breathing a sigh of relief, Kurt grinned
See, I told you it would all be ok! YOu know, you should trust me more..After all, it is me who provides you fabulous fashion sense! Kurt's inner voice told him.
"You're late!" Kurt said, grinning to show that he wasn't really that annoyed. Well, he was, but Jamie didn't need to know that.
"I'm sorry, just got caught up thinking then the traffic sucked. My bad!" Jamie said, smiling back at Kurt, making Kurt's heart do Olympic Gold worthy somersalts, "Did you remember the blanket?" Continued Jamie.
"Of course." said Kurt, pointing to the sky blue blanket that was stretched across the grass.
"Awesome. Ok, so I am kinda guessing that after you ripped me apart for having popcorn, that you aren't really the kind of hamburger and fries kinda guy, so I made these," said Jamie, pulling out the salads with a flourish, "and these for after." pulling out the strawberries.
Kurt felt really touched that someone had gone to the effort of making him a special salad. No-one, other than his mom, had gone to that much effort for him before.
"Thank-you. Really, I appreciate it" Kurt murmered.
As they were eating, they talked about all kinds of things. Music, school - turned out that Jamie dropped out of school when his mom got multiple sclerosis to help look after her - home life and so much more.
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"So, I..erm...just wanted to play something for you...you know...to say thanks and all that for a wonderful day and for..y'know..last night. I really do like you Kurt, I hope this says it." Jamie said, after they had finished the last of the strawberries, picking up his guitar.
Kurt felt a wave of deep joy crash though him, filling him up, no doubt turning his cheeks a horrid shade of red, that would no doubt clash with his outfit as Jamie began to strum the introduction of the song;
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth
And tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
Kurt felt his heart melting as the lyrics sunk in, realizing what Jamie was saying, knowing that he already felt the same. Talk about love at first sight
And I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
And rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
And you're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive, and not dead
And tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
And I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I`ll be love suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
Jamie looked up at Kurt, who now had tears in his eyes, and smiled his million dollar rock star smile
And I dropped out, I burned up, I fought my way back from the dead,
I tuned in, I turned on, remembered the thing that you said.
And I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
The greatest fan of your life
"Thank-you." whispered Kurt, as silent tears crawled down his cheeks
"I meant it. I really do like you Kurt. And I would love, if you'll let me, to be there for you, as your boyfriend." Jaime said, putting down his guitar and moving to sit in front of Kurt, taking his hands.
By now Kurt was beyond words, so simply nodded, again feeling the crashing wave of pure happiness and joy fill him, touching his soul
He knew now that his life would start getting better
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Ok - so that's it for the 4th Chapter
What did you guys think?
The song is called I'll Be by Edwin McCain - it really is a beautiful song
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