Huff here!
I apologize for it taking me so long to update, I've been extremely busy recently.
But here I am, and here you are.
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-Huff x
I walked briskly down the bustling New York sidewalk, pulling my long scarlet double breasted coat tight around myself as the sharp air bit at my exposed neck. My cell phone stopped ringing as the boy I had been considering calling for the past two hours finally picked up.
"Who is it?" chided Blaine Warbler, knowing full well who was on the other end of the line.
"Rachel Berry."
"And why didn't you call me yesterday like I asked Rachel Berry?"
"I was busy," I lied hesitantly.
I could tell that Blaine Warbler didn't buy it. "Kurt told me that he saw you yesterday."
I raised my eyebrows at the news Kurt Hummel – The Boy With The Blue Eyes – had even considered our brief introduction important enough to mention. "At NYADA."
"He also told me that you're dating the one and only Finn Hudson."
I crossed the road with the crowd as the oncoming traffic stopped at the traffic lights for us. "Speaking of which, I was wondering about their history together?"
Blaine Warbler paused before muttering, "I'm not sure it's really my place to talk about it."
"I deserve to know what my boyfriend did to yours in Freshman year," I said simply yet firmly.
"Why so sure he's my boyfriend?" replied Blaine Warbler humorously.
"Remember Tina Cohen-Chang?" I forced back a smile. Tina had spent over ten minutes just describing Blaine Warbler when I had called her back the night I had first contacted him. She'd told me he had had a boyfriend named Kurt who I now knew was The Boy With The Blue Eyes since Junior year.
Blaine Warbler laughed into the phone at the mention of Tina. "She's kind of amazing. I should of known she would of told you all about me."
"She's an enthusiastic person," I agreed happily.
"But no, in answer to your question," He said sadly, coming back down to earth. "Kurt and I were in a relationship until he moved to New York. We broke up after a few months of him being there."
"Oh," I murmured. "Why did you guys break up?"
"I er -" Blaine Warbler sighed before reluctantly saying, "I cheated on him."
"Oh..." I said, unsure of what to say in response to that.
"But we're still friends -" He said quickly. "You're not cavorting with the enemy or anything."
I breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. But you're avoiding answering my question. What did Finn do to Kurt in Freshman year?" I repeated sharply.
Blaine Warbler hesitated again. "Do you promise not to tell Kurt I told you?"
I rolled my eyes at the lack of trust between Blaine Warbler and I. Granted we'd never even spoken in person. "Of course."
"Finn thre – No!" said Blaine Warbler suddenly. "I'm not telling you. If Kurt wants you to know then he'll tell you!"
"Blaine -"
"I've got Warbler practice. I'll speak to you tomorrow," He said angrily.
The phone line went dead before I could argue.
Although, Blaine Warbler was completely right. It wasn't his place to tell me what had happened to The Boy With The Blue Eyes all those years ago, it was Kurt's. And if he didn't want to tell me then there was nothing I could do about that. I suppose I could interrogate Finn but I had a sneaking suspicion that whatever happened I wasn't going to get an honest answer from my boyfriend.
I entered the Starlight Diner hastily, throwing my coat over the counter without a second glance. A new waitress called Dani rushed up to me as I arrived.
"He's here!" She squealed excitedly, trying to subtly motion to a booth in the far corner. It wasn't Kurt Hummel's usual booth but he was sat there none the less, reading his Vogue magazine and completely unaware of my presence.
"Have you taken his order?" I asked tentatively, waving hello to the owner Gunther who was working the bar.
"I was tried to save him for you but he called Santana over and she took his order," said Dani sadly, as if she had somehow failed me.
"How are you and Santana going anyway?" I asked slyly, giving the new waitress a slight smirk. It was common knowledge that there was something going on between these two, what exactly was beyond me.
"Santana and I are old news," She said nonchalantly. "You and this cute Prancy Smurf are the single most exciting thing now."
Another nickname. Great.
"There is no us," I said firmly, looking over at Kurt again who was still completely transfixed by his fashion magazine.
"Still dating Finn I see?" I nodded quickly, as if the faster I nodded the more devoted I was to my boyfriend. "I've no idea why when that's on the market." She nudged her head in Kurt's direction.
"Finn's very sweet," I said, coming to my boyfriend's defense.
"Well you've never tasted Prancy Smurf. He could be the sweetest of all boys."
I rolled my eyes, walking away from Dani towards the kitchen where a cream cheese and salmon bagel had just been placed on the counter. I grabbed it without a second thought and walked towards Kurt's booth. He looked up over his magazine and saw me walking towards him. I melted a little bit under his warm gaze and smile.
"One cream cheese and salmon bagel." I placed it in front of him gently.
"And one very beautiful NYADA student to go with it," He replied softly. I won't deny that I blushed uncontrollably at his very smooth comment. "Can you sit with me for a bit?"
I pursed my lips, looking over my shoulder at Gunther who was staring at Kurt and I like a hawk. He nodded enthusiastically.
I sat down opposite The Boy With The Blue Eyes who had just sipped his mocha coffee.
"I'm Kurt Hummel," He said politely, holding his hand out over the table.
"You introduced yourself yesterday?" I said uncertainly, raising my eyebrows as I shook his hand. I'd never felt hands quite so soft, it was with reluctance that I let go.
"I know but we didn't really get off to a great start so we're doing it again." He said it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"I see," I replied causally. "I'm Rachel Berry. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"The pleasure is all mine." He chuckled at the formality in our voices. "So you've been talking to my friend Blaine I noticed?"
I gasped in horror. "He told you?"
He nodded happily, his lips forming a smile. "It's nice to know that I'm such a mystery to pretty future Broadway starlets and bad mouthed Latinos."
"I wasn't stalking you or -"
"Shh -" He said before I could make a fool out of myself any further. He grabbed my hand that was resting on the table in anguish and gave it a quick squeeze before retreating. "It was cute." I blushed at Kurt's comment, averting my gaze to my lap. "But of course this led me to think: She's been taking my order for two weeks now. We've not really had a proper conversation. I'm most likely going to have to be the one to say hello."
"Well it's not my fault you have this aurora of please don't disturb me all of the time," I said defensively.
He opened his mouth to say something but I heard Santana's loud voice instead. "Well isn't this just adorable."
"Satan," Kurt said tolerably as Santana sat down besides me, staring at The Boy With The Blue Eyes accusingly.
"Porcelain," She replied in the same tone, her eyes narrowed. "What are you two doing?"
"Discussing numerous ways to gallivant off into the sunset on a horse and cart," Kurt snorted. "What do you think we're doing?"
"Put a sock in it, Twinkle Tush." She turned to me as if Kurt weren't sat opposite us looking extremely offended. "What are you doing Rachel?"
"Talking to my new found friend," I said simply, noticing Kurt's frown turning into a smile at the mention of the word 'friend'.
"You want that for a friend?" Santana asked spitefully, casting a disgusted glance at Kurt.
"Okay then." Kurt stood up, setting the money for the bagel and coffee on the table carefully and dusting off his lap as he stood by the side of the table. "Rachel, I'm buying you a vegetarian pizza tonight so that we can have a conversation without the she devil popping up." If looks could kill then Santana was repeatedly stabbing Kurt with a butter knife. "Call me later." He gave me a small business card, turned on his heel and walked out of the diner with as much grace as a swan. I stared in awe as the door closed behind him.
"You're cheating on Finn," Santana said bitterly, switching to Kurt's former seat.
"I'm just getting pizza with him. That's not cheating," I replied absently. I was hypnotized by Kurt Hummel's business card.
Kurt E. Hummel
Part Time Intern at Vogue . Com
Full Time NYADA Student
Cellphone Number: 7189842093
Email Address: Kurt . Hummel at Unicorn . Net
When a Unicorn forgets they're magical, their horn falls
off and they become a regular horse.
The Unicorn theme puzzled me but Santana quickly pulled me out of my thoughts.
"He's messing you around, Rachel."
I rolled my eyes, slipping Kurt's card into my pocket before Santana could snatch it out of my hand.
"I'm with Finn, Santana," I said firmly. As the words escaped my mouth I felt as if I were convincing myself rather than Santana. "I love him. Not Kurt."
Santana frowned, catching Dani's eye from across the room. "Just remember that before you screw it all up."
I stayed sitting in the booth as Santana left me to go talk to Dani. I wasn't going to screw anything up... If Kurt tried anything I would simply tell him I am completely devoted to Finn. Although, part of my brain wondered if I were lying to myself.
In tribute to Cory Monteith xxx