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BLAINE POV
It was the end of the day, and the final bell had just rung. I was waiting for Kurt by my new locker, nervously twiddling my fingers. I was very apprehensive about my audition for glee club. What if they didn't like me? What if they just laughed? There had been a glee club at Dalton, The Warblers, but I didn't try out. Some of my friends had tried to persuade me to join, but I had lost my passion for music after the incident. Now though, I wanted to impress Kurt.
Maybe then he'll consider dating you,
I thought to myself, but quickly shook off the thought. I didn't even know if he was gay or not. But the amount he knew about Fashion and Vogue… No. I didn't want to get my hopes up.
Suddenly I felt a tap on my back, and turned around, beaming, expecting to see Kurt. Instead I was met by the sneering face of Karofsky, the one who had thrown the slushies at Kurt and me earlier.
He didn't look particularly pleased to see me.
"Faggot." He spat harshly. He shoved my back into the lockers, and then stalked off. I was shocked at the arrogance of the people in this place. I had half a mind to go after him, but couldn't because at that moment Kurt decided to show up.
"Hey Blaine, sorry I was late, but my teacher kept me behind to discuss.. My.. Blaine?"
He said, trailing off when he noticed the expression on my face.
"Are you okay?"
I forced my face back into it's normal puppy-like expression, and smiled at Kurt.
"Fine. Just nervous about the audition, I guess." I replied. Kurt seemed satisfied with the answer, and grabbed my arm to lead me to the choir room.
I was stood at the front of the choir room, twiddling my thumbs and looking at the floor nervously. I'd been introduced to the rest of the New Directions and they all seemed pretty friendly. Well… Santana had scared me a little, I had to admit. But come on, who wouldn't be scared of a girl who kept razors in her hair? Brad (The piano player) finally sorted out his notes, and began to play the opening bars of the song I'd picked to sing. I took a deep breath, and, after a reassuring nod from Kurt, began to sing.
Made a wrong turn,
Once or twice,
Dug my way out, blood and fire,
Bad decisions,
That's alright,
Welcome to my, silly life.
I had chosen to sing a Pink song because, well, she kinda fitted my life.
Mistreated, Misplaced, Misunderstood,
Miss, no way it's all good,
It, didn't bring me down,
Mistaken,
Always second guessing,
Underestimated,
Look I'm still around.
I broke into the chorus, feeling a bit more relaxed at the looks of awe on everyone's faces. Well, most people's anyway. I didn't notice Finn staring at me in jealous envy, all traces of friendliness gone from his face.
When I finished the song I was met by loud applause from the New Directions, and Kurt ran up and gave me a tight hug.
"Well done," He whispered into my ear, his breath tickling my neck delightfully.
He grabbed my hand and led to me the seat next to him.
Finn stood up.
"Mr Schue, are you really gonna let him join? I mean, were so close to nationals, and he could just be spying. Plus, he's just gonna mess up our dance routine. I could see from that one song his dance moves were completely crap."
Mr Schue pursed his lips and frowned at Finn.
"Finn, I don't really think that's fair. Blaine is an amazing singer, I think he could even be the male lead. And…"
But Finn wasn't listening. All he could think about was what Mr Schue had said. About him replacing Finn as lead vocalist. He knew he had to turn the others against Blaine. And he knew he had to do it soon. He looked down and his eyes fell on his first target. Rachel.
FINN POV!
"Hey, Rachel!"
I chased after her, and she turned around to face me, stars in her eyes.
"Yes Finn?" She asked dreamily.
"What do you think of that Blaine guy?" I asked, leaning against the locker next to hers.
"Blaine?" She asked, pulling open her locker and admiring herself in the small mirror.
"He seems sweet. Why?"
"I'm just worried. Did you hear what Mr Schue said about him replacing me? If he became male lead, then he'd surely want to sing with Kurt. And let's face it; you and Kurt have the same range. What if he replaces you as well?"
I finished my speech with a satisfied smirk. If this didn't convince Rachel, I didn't know what would. The diva did love her solos.
She turned to face me, worry prominent in her eye.
"Y-You really think so?" She asked me, her voice wavering.
I felt mean manipulating Rachel, but I nodded.
"Yes. That's why I don't want him in glee club. I was worried that he'd steal your solos." I lied.
She bit her lip, then stepped forward and embraced me.
"Thank you, Finn." She whispered.
I just rested my head on top of hers. Even if it was mean lying to Rachel, it would be worth it. Plus, I might even get a girlfriend out of it.
That was until I saw Kurt of course. Because he was storming towards me. And he looked fuming.
Kurt POV
By the time glee ended, I knew it was taking Blaine everything he had not to burst into tears. He buried his head into my chest, and I stroked his silky curls comfortingly, not even caring about the sticky gel my hand was now covered in. I really needed to get him out of that habit.
I was in a rage with Finn. It was the maddest I'd ever been! (AVPM – WOO!) How dare he say that about Blaine! All Blaine had wanted was to fit in, and he had ruined that for him.
I coaxed Blaine out of his chair, and wrapped my arm around his waist, ignoring the flutter that went through me.
Pulling him close to me, we started to walk to my car, Mercedes joining us along the way.
"God! I can't believe that Finn said that! What a heartless jerk!" She said angrily.
"I know! In fact, there he is now. Take care of Blaine while I go speak to him." I detached my arm from his waist, trying to ignore the pitiful whimper that he let out.
Finn caught my eye and gulped.
"Finn Hudson!" I yelled, "How dare you! How could you betray us like that?"
He looked at me, with (Obviously fake) confusion on his face.
"What do you mean, dude?" He asked.
"What do I.. God Finn! Do you not even understand? Blaine wanted to join glee, to fit in, and then you tell Mr Schue you don't think he should join? That's just… I can't even tell you how heartless that is!"
The corridors were empty, save for Finn, Rachel, Blaine, Mercedes and I.
"Kurt, I think you're overreacting a little," Rachel started to say, but I silenced her with a 'Bitch, please' look.
Finn sighed.
"Look, man- Kurt" He added hastily after a glare from me. "I just don't think Blaine should join! We don't want some faggy-,"
I was seeing red.
"What did you just call him?" I stalked forwards.
"N-Nothing!"
I slapped his cheek.
"I said, what did you just call him?"
Finn didn't reply.
I glared at him, and then turned my back, not wanting to see his face any longer.
I walked back along the corridor, keeping up my icy demeanour until I reached Mercedes and Blaine, who had silent tears streaming from his eyes, and had closed in on himself.
"Kurt-," Mercedes started to say, but I stopped her.
"Please, Mercy, let's just go." I whispered.
She nodded.
Blaine stepped forward and clutched onto my shirt. He buried his face in my chest, and I hesitated, before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.
He looked up, his hazel eyes wide with shock, but slightly red rimmed.
"Come on." I murmured, and Mercedes, Blaine and I left the building, all huddled together.
Finn turned around to face Rachel, who also had tears in her eyes.
"How could you Finn? Not only did you insult Blaine and Kurt, but you also insulted my Dad's. I thought you were okay with gay people?"
"I am!" Finn protested, but Rachel was already walking off.
He sighed. He loathed Blaine. And now he'd have to go home, and face little fairy Kurt, who'd probably tattled to Burt. Sighing again, he left the school. To be honest, he wasn't too fond of Kurt, anymore.
When Blaine and I had arrived home, we went straight up to my room, and cuddled on the bed. Halfway through the journey home he had finally gave in, and let the sobs overcome him. I felt guilt overcome me, wishing I could do something to console him. Rubbing his back in gentle circles, and whispering reassuring things into his ear, he eventually stopped crying, and slowly dropped asleep.
I hadn't felt so close to anyone in my life, not even Mercedes. I didn't know if it was possible to fall in love this quick, but my heart was definitely trying.
Ta-dahh! Finn is so mean! CRIESSS!
Marcie x
