Another chapter for you guys and its party time! Thanks to n2aabmmummy for your review and to emilylauren because shes supporting and awesome although she hasn't reviewed me in a while lol
Quinn pressed the doorbell. This was the address that James had given her earlier. His house was on the end of a nice quiet street in the fancy part of town. The black door was massive with one of those old style brass knockers in the middle of it but there was clearly a bell at the side of the door also which was a little weird. It was a few minutes before seven. She had thought about waiting the few minutes before she knocked so that she didn't seem too eager but decided that was the crazy side of her mind talking. She was about to push the bell again when the door opened. James instantly smiled when he saw her.
"Hey Quinn," He quickly looked her up and down. "Wow you look great," Quinn had decided to wear a grey and white sundress with a small black denim jacket. The thought of wearing her Cheerio's outfit had only entered her mind for a minute when she was struggling to find a jacket to match her dress but a quick call to Brittany had solved that problem. She'd also curled her hair slightly as without the uniform, there was no point tying her hair back in the usual pony tail.
"Thanks," She answered shyly as she brushed a bang of hair behind her ear. He pushed the door wider and welcomed her into the house. "I'm sorry I'm a little early," There was a slight sound of music echoing down the corridor.
"No problem," He said as he closed the door behind her. "It's only a few minutes, besides Rachel's been here nearly an hour," He said with a laugh.
"Yeah that sounds like her," She said with a laugh of her own.
"Can I take your jacket?" He asked. She smiled at him as she quickly slid off the small jacket and passed it to him.
"Why thank you," He placed it onto a nearby coat hook at the foot of the stairs. "Such a gentleman,"
"Anything for a beautiful young lady such as yourself," He bowed before her in a dramatic fashion which just made Quinn giggle. "Come on, me and Rachel are mixing cocktails in the kitchen," He lightly touched her shoulder as he passed her and led her towards the kitchen.
As soon as they entered the large kitchen, Rachel looked up and beamed a massive smile at them.
"Hey Quinn," She said as she took another sip from a glass of red liquid before galloping over and giving the blonde a massive hug. She leaned slightly back and looked Quinn over. "Wow you look amazing girlfriend," Quinn laughed slightly at how forward Rachel was.
"She's a little drunk already," James whispered as he took the glass from Rachel's hand before she accidentally poured it on Quinn. Once the glass was back safely on the counter top, James spoke again but at his normal volume. "Rachel sweetie, you need to drink this water," He pushed a plain glass of water towards her. Rachel turned towards him, still with her arm around Quinn's shoulders causing her to turn too.
"Why?" Rachel asked. The way she looked at him was very playful for her. This was a side of Rachel Quinn had never seen before.
"Because I'm responsible for everyone tonight and you told me you'd never drank alcohol before so I don't want you to get hurt or sick," He said as he looked directly into her eyes. After a few moments, Rachel sighed as she released her grasp of Quinn and grabbed the water from his hand.
"Tonight James Phoenix, I'm under your command," She said as she began to gulp down the water hoping the finish the glass in one go. James quickly grabbed the glass, stopping her.
"Nice and slow Rachel, downing it in one go won't help at all,"
"Yes boss," She said as she took a sip from the glass as he handed it back to her. The doorbell echoed through the corridor and into the kitchen. James was about to say something when Rachel interrupted him. "I'll get it," She said as she dashed out the kitchen, slightly slipping as she turned the corner. Luckily she kept her balance. Quinn and James looked at each other before they both let out a little laugh.
"I'm gonna take a shot in the dark and say that drunk Rachel is gonna be fun," He said as they heard the front door open and Rachel squeal with excitement.
"I've never seen her like this," Quinn said as he poured some of the red liquid from the pitcher into a tall glass. "What's she been drinking?" James smiled as he passed her the glass. He didn't say anything as Quinn lifted the glass to her mouth and took a sip of the red liquid. It tasted fruity but there was no taste of alcohol at all.
"Just cranberry juice," James said with a smirk. "When she told me she hadn't had booze before, I didn't want her getting wasted before the party started so I told her I'd mixed it with vodka," Quinn smiled as she realised what he'd done. She looked over at him as he raised his eye brows slightly.
"You are sneaky Mr. Phoenix," She said as she handed him back the glass. "Sweet, but sneaky,"
"Thank you Miss Fabray," He said as he grabbed a still sealed bottle of vodka from the collection of different bottles on the worktop behind him. "Now shall we get this party started?"
Just as he started pouring some vodka into the pitcher with the cranberry juice in it, Rachel came back into the kitchen with Kurt, Mercedes, Brittany and Santana. Kurt immediately hugged everyone he could.
"Thank you for inviting me James," He said as he looked over at James who was still pouring vodka into the pitcher, glanced up with a smile for him.
"You're more than welcome Kurt," He said as he placed the cap back on top of the vodka. "Wouldn't be a Glee club party without one of its most important members," Everyone smiled as James began pouring some of the now slightly faded red liquid into a short glass before taking a quick gulp. His face was the first to change as it recoiled in horror and then his fist hit down onto the marble surface, causing a loud bang to echo through the room.
"Is it too strong?" Mercedes asked.
"Nope," He said as he handed her the glass with a slight cough. "It's perfect, let's party!"
The party was in full swing by the time everyone else arrived. Finn, Puck and Artie were the next to arrive followed shortly by Tina, Mike and Sam. James had barely heard the doorbell both times over the sound of the music blaring from the large surround speakers attached to the TV mounted on the wall of the living room. The best thing about this room was the window. An entire side of room was a set of folding doors which meant that the entire wall could be opened up during the summer. However with this being early November, it was turning cold at night. However the glass wall meant that the moonlight and the stars shone into the room and giving you a great view of the large pool in the back garden. Brittany, Santana and Quinn were dancing together in the middle of the room where a coffee table had been just minutes before. James had pushed it up against the unit below the TV, making a large space for people to dance. This makeshift dance floor was surrounded by three large black leather sofa's which James had also pushed back a bit making even more room for dancing. While the three cheerleaders were dancing to a remix of The Black Eyed Pea's best songs on a music channel, Kurt and Mercedes were sat on one of the sofas, both watching the others dance. Rachel had been chatting with them as well until James had started to moved furniture around, and then she'd just felt compelled to help him. As James had gone to answer the door and Rachel was about to follow him, Brittany had grabbed her by the elbow. Rachel soon found herself dancing with the cheerleaders and laughing as Brittany tried to dance with all three of them at the same time.
It wasn't long before everyone was slightly drunk and most of them were up dancing with only Artie, Mercedes and Kurt sat down. All three of them were smiling and laughing as they watched their friends dance. Mercedes lifted the red cup in her hand and finished what was left of the dark purple cocktail that James had described as a "Crazy Vimto". It tasted like summer fruits with a little hint of alcohol but it was great.
"I'm going to get a refill," She said as she slid off the comfortable couch. "You want anything?" She said to both Kurt and Artie at the same time. They both shook their heads and lifted their cups, showing they still had plenty left. As soon as she left, Kurt felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He dug it out to see a message from Blaine waiting for him.
Hey Kurt, I need rescuing! If I don't find something to do tonight, I'm gonna be stuck playing board games with my parents all night. What you doing tonight?
Kurt immediately jumped to his feet and ran into the kitchen. He needed Mercedes advice, who was halfway through pouring a drink.
"Blaine's just text me," He said. Mercedes looked up from what she was doing from the sound of his voice.
"Oh yeah, what did he say," She placed the pitcher back onto the side.
"He wants to know what I'm up to tonight," He quickly showed her the message and she smiled.
"That's great," She said as she finished up pouring her drink.
"Well what should I send back to him?" He asked. Just then James entered the kitchen behind them.
"Hey," He said as he placed a few empty bottles into the sink. "What's going on?"
"Kurt's just got a text from his crush," Mercedes said as she took a sip from her freshly filled cup.
"Mercedes!" Kurt said abruptly at his best friend's honesty. James turned and smiled.
"Oh yeah? What did he say?" James asked.
"He wants to know what I'm doing tonight. I really like this guy so I need to know what to send back to him," Kurt said. James and Mercedes just looked at each other.
"What you got so far?" James asked.
"Nothing yet," Mercedes answered.
"Let me see what he sent," Kurt showed James the message to which he just smiled.
"Well he likes you alright," He said.
"How can you tell just from that?" Mercedes asked pointing to the phone.
"The beginning," James said as he looked the message over again. "I need rescuing, he's desperate to get out of the House and you were the first one he thought of, which means this guy's got you on his mind,"
"So what do I send him back?" Kurt asked trying to hide his quickly reddening cheeks.
"The truth of course," James said as he rested against the counter. "Tell him you're at a party with a few friends and see what he sends back," Kurt looked at Mercedes who simply shrugged her shoulders.
"Ok," Kurt typed a quick message back.
Hey, I'm Sorry. I'm at a party with a few friends tonight.
"Let me see what you wrote," Mercedes said. She read the brief message and nodded. "Very simple," she said with a smile.
"Simple? Let me see," James said as he outstretched his hand. Kurt hesitated slightly before handing him the phone. James briefly checked what Kurt had typed in. "Put his name in and take out the sorry,"
"Why?" Kurt asked as James handed him back the phone.
"Well he was decent enough to enter your name when he text you and putting sorry in that message will stop the conversation and we want to keep it going right?" James said as he sat up on the counter. Kurt nodded and made the changes to the message before sending it.
"Ok it's sent," Kurt said as he nervously placed the phone onto the counter.
"What he sends back should tell us something," James said. "Hopefully it will be something good," Kurt's phone vibrated again and he snatched it up but they all dashed to see what Blaine had sent.
Cool, are you having a good time?
"Now he's gone simple," James said as he leaned back from the phone.
"Should we send simple back?" Mercedes asked.
"Yeah but with some enticement," James answered. "What do you think Kurt?"
"You seem to know more about this than me so lead the way so to speak," James smiled at Kurt.
"Tell him it's a little slow but it's only just started," As James spoke Kurt typed in the message. "After that put in that everyone else seems to be having a great time though," Kurt finished it off and sent what James had said to Blaine.
"It didn't start off slow though," Mercedes said. "This is quiet good for a white guy's party,"
"I know," James said. "But we want him to keep asking about the party,"
"Why?"
"Because we're gonna invite him," James said as he lifted himself onto the counter again and threw a few snacks into his mouth.
"What?" Kurt and Mercedes asked at the same time.
"Yeah why not," James said as he finished chewing. "You want to spend some time with this guy and he clearly wants to get to know you Kurt so why not. This is a party after all,"
"He doesn't know anyone here," Kurt said.
"That's a good thing," James answered. "We can talk you up a bit and he gets to meet your friends. Besides I'm not gonna let him get stuck at home on a Saturday night when there's a pretty awesome party going on," Kurt's phone vibrated again. Mercedes leaned in close to read it with him.
I'm sure it'll pickup and you'll have a great time. Anyway I'll let you have some fun. Hopefully my parents will let me watch a movie or something.
After glancing at Mercedes for a second, Kurt moved to James' side and showed him the message. James quickly read it, nodding and smiling at it.
"That's perfect," James said as he smiled at Kurt. "Give it a couple of minutes and I'll call him,"
"You'll call him?" Mercedes asked. James simply nodded before he picked up a glass and filled it with water from the tap.
"Blaine lives on the other side of town anyway. It would take him at least an hour and a half to get here on the bus," Kurt said.
"That's no problem, we'll go pick him up," James answered. Kurt and Mercedes looked at each other only for a second before Mercedes spoke.
"We've all been drinking, none of us can drive," She said.
"I haven't," James said. "Apart from that test of cocktail earlier, I've been drinking water," He motioned the glass towards them and took another swig. "So what do you think? Shall we do this?"
Kurt looked over at Mercedes for guidance to which she just raised her shoulders slightly which Kurt knew was Mercedes way of saying "It's totally up to you," He looked down at his phone for a minute before sighing.
"Ok let's do this," Kurt quickly found Blaine's number on his phone and passed it to James.
"Ok," James said as he looked down at Kurt's Iphone. He pressed the screen and waited a second before pressing it to his ear. Without thinking, Kurt placed his hand in Mercedes to which she just offered him a smile. After a few seconds, James looked up at them.
"Hey Blaine, its James. I'm a friend of Kurt's," A few seconds passed and James beamed a smile at Kurt. "Oh he's mentioned me?" Kurt's mind suddenly jumped back to the morning after he'd been to see James' show with The Crystals. He'd been sat in the rec room with Blaine and had told him all about the show and their trip to the mall earlier in the week. "Well he's very sweet," James winked at him causing Kurt's cheeks to turn slightly red. "Anyway, Kurt's told me that you're stuck at home tonight?" James waiting for Blaine to answer before he continued. "Well I'm having a party at my place with Kurt, Mercedes and a few others if you'd like to join us?" A few seconds more as James listened to Blaine. "Just a few drinks, music, dancing and good friends," James smiled after a few seconds. "Ok get ready, me and Kurt are on our way to pick you up. Cya soon," James clicked the screen and threw the phone back to Kurt with a smirk on his face. Kurt didn't know what to say. He should probably thank James but he didn't really know how. Would just a plain thank you be enough for what James had just done? Luckily Mercedes knew exactly what to say.
"Pretty fly for a white guy," She raised her freshly filled cup to him and James bowed his head slightly still with a wide smile on his face. Rachel chose that moment to enter the kitchen still in the same state she was earlier.
"Hey guys," She said with a sweet smile. She hiccupped softly as she stepped up to the counter next to James and began picking through the cocktails. Luckily James had made a wide selection.
"You ok Rach?" James said as he passed her another glass of water. She smiled at him and took the glass knowing James was looking out for her.
"Yes I'm all good," She said between sips. "I'm a little bit drunk but I'm loving this party,"
"Well me and Kurt are gonna go and pickup Blaine from his place," James said as he began to walk across to the doorway leading into the hall. "Rachel? Can you help Mercedes keep an eye on the place till I get back?"
"Blaine's coming?" Rachael said with a smile. "Aww I love Blaine,"
"I'll take that as a yes then," James laughed as he reached around the door and grabbed his car keys. "Ready Kurt?" Kurt simply nodded and walked after him looking slightly nervous. After a few seconds they heard the front door close. Just as it did, Quinn walked into the kitchen with a concerned look on her face.
"Where's James and Kurt going?" She asked as she pointed over her shoulder.
"The new boy's being a hero again," Mercedes said as she started to tell both Rachel and Quinn about the last 20 minutes.
They both stood side by side by James' car as Kurt finished speaking to Blaine on his phone, telling him they were outside. Kurt ended the call and put his phone away. Their trip had been brief with very little conversation but it hadn't been awkward even in the slightest. Not that they'd hadn't spoken. Mainly a quick mention about James and what Kurt had thought about the show from the previous night. Kurt stole a quick glance over at James.
"He's on his way," Kurt said. James simply nodded as he looked up into the sky.
"The sky is nice tonight, not a cloud in sight," He said. Kurt looked up and saw that the sky was indeed cloudless meaning that the stars were shining down beautifully. Kurt took another quick glance at James before he decided that he needed to be simple.
"Thank you for this," James simply smiled at Kurt's words as Blaine came out his front door and closing it behind him. Blaine was wearing a simple black leather jacket with a white tee underneath and a pair of tight fitting black jeans. Kurt stepped forward as Blaine approached them with a wide grin on his face. He went straight up to Kurt and pulled him into a hug. Kurt face was suddenly covered in shock. After what seemed like an eternity to Kurt, which was actually just a few seconds, Blaine pulled back out of the hug. Kurt still a little dazed, turned to James. "Blaine, this is James,"
James smiled and outstretched his hand which Blaine took almost instantly. "Pleasure to meet you Blaine,"
"No the pleasure is mine," He answered. "Thank you for the invitation,"
"Ahh well, it was all Kurt's idea," James said pointing to the smaller guy to his side. "Anyway come on, let's get back to the party and hope that Puckerman hasn't wrecked the house,"
Authors Note: This party is probably gonna be like three chapters. As per usual, thanks for reading and let me know what you think by pushing the old review buttons. More next week.
