A/N PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!
I seriously can't express in words how sorry I am for not updating sooner. I told you all about visiting my best friend and right after that I started working.
The schedule is slowly killing me; it's seriously exhausting!
This chapter is a little long and it has... a few nice things in it!
I hope y'all like it, even though you probably hate me now!
Oh, this chapter is dedicated to Queen Rowling, Joey Richter and Manon! Happy birthday, sweethearts! 3
Kurt's POV
Kurt was sitting in the choir room with the rest of the New Directions. Finn kept staring sadly at Rachel who was sitting a few seats away, but she seemed to be avoiding his gaze. Tina was sitting on Mike's lap, her head resting on his chest while he softly kissed her hair. Brittany and Santana were sat next to each other in a comfortable silence, their pinkies intertwined.
Blaine was sitting on the other side of the room. He kept sneaking glances at Kurt, apparently thinking that the cheerleader wouldn't notice.
He did.
How could he not, when he looked at Blaine just as much. All he wanted to do was grab him and kiss him senseless, long enough to make him stop caring about the consequences and just go for it.
Because Kurt was beyond caring. He found that he didn't care how many slushie's they'll throw at him, how many dumpsters they'll make him take a closer look at. As long as he had Blaine Anderson by his side.
When he stopped to think about it, his life was completely changed since Blaine stepped in it. If he hadn't decided to bring Blaine's notebook back to him, they wouldn't have had sex. They wouldn't have falling in love and Kurt wouldn't have broken Blaine's heart. Blaine wouldn't have been beated up and Kurt wouldn't have confessed his love and joined Glee club.
He has known this boy for two weeks and it might have been two of the most eventful weeks of his life.
'Hey, guys!' Mr. Shuester's voice snapped Kurt out of his thoughts. The curly haired teacher threw his bag on the piano, earning himself a glare from Brad.
'Well, Mr. Shue! What super interesting assignment do you have for us this week,' Santana said, rolling her eyes.
'I'm glad you asked, Santana,' Mr. Shuester shot back. 'How many of you play an instrument?' Rachel, Finn, Artie, Tina, Sam, Kurt and Blaine raised their hands.
'Okay, what do you play?'
'I am a pretty skilled paino player, if I can say so myself,' Rachel said cheerfully, making Kurt roll his eyes.
'Good,' Mr. Shuester said. 'Finn plays the drums, of course, and Artie the guitar.' Everyone laughed as Finn nodded proudly. 'Tina?'
'Piano,' she said with a small smile. Mr. Shuester nodded before looking at Sam.
'I play the guitar,' he said. Mr. Shuester smiled at him and then looked at Kurt.
'Piano,' he said simply. Everyone looked at Blaine now, wondering what intrument he played. Blaine sighed.
'I play the violin, guitar, piano, cello, mandolin, harmonica, and drums.'
Every jaw in the room dropped at his words, looking at Blaine incredulously. He shrugged, a small blush appearing on his face.
'I like music,' he said shyly. Kurt shook his head, eyes still wide.
'Well,' Mr. Shuester said, snapping out of his surprise. 'The assignment this week will be singing while you accompany yourself. You can pick the instrument yourself.' Kurt glanced over at Blaine to see his face light up.
Rachel immediatly jumped up. 'I'm so glad with this week assignment, Mr. Shuester,' she said happily. 'I've been wanting to do this for ages and I have the perfect song to...' Her eyes flickered to Finn, before turning her attention back to the teacher. 'Express my feelings.'
'Go ahead, Rachel,' Mr. Shuester said. Kurt rolled his eyes as Rachel almost skipped over to the piano and sat down graciously. She started playing and singing a beautiful version of Bonnie Raitt's I Can't Make You Love Me. Kurt had to admit he was impressed by Rachels performance this time. She didn't overdo it, but there was a lot of emotion in her voice. He was just a bit confused as to why she kept glancing at a miserable looking Finn while singing.
Kurt made a mental note to talk to his step brother about it that afternoon as the last note rang through the choir room and everybody started claping. But he had to practise first. Because he has found the perfect song to sing for this week assignment.
Blaine's POV
Blaine tiptoed through the deserted hallways of Dalton Academy, making his way over to the choir room, as quite as he could while still walking with the crutches. The doors were open when he arrived there and he heard loud laughter flooding through the hall. He glanced into the room.
Nick and Jeff were literally rolling over the floor laughing as David stood in the middle of the room, a pink boa wrapped around his neck, striking weird poses. Wes was obviously trying to look disapproving but Blaine could see he was at least a little bit amused.
Next to him stood a tall guy, who look a little irritated by the Warblers' behaviour but smirked to cover it up.
That must be the new guy Wes told me about, Blaine thought, frowning a little, deciding he didn't really trust him.
He looked back at the other Warblers, and finally spoke up.
'I see you've finally come to terms with your sexuality, David.'
All the boys turned to Blaine and smiled.
'Blaine!' Nick and Jeff chorused. The Warblers started giving him hugs, careful not to hurt him.
'Hey, guys,' Blaine said happily.
'Hey, Blaine,' Wes said smiling. 'You look a lot better than you did the last time I saw you.'
'Well, I'm still walking with the crutches-'
'That's not what I meant, Blaine,' Wes said with a slight smile. Blaine knew.
'I feel better,' he said simply.
'So did you let go of the whole Kurt Hummel thing?' Thad asked.
'No,' Blaine replied. 'Quite the opposite, actually. I think I might be ready to forgive him-'
'Forgive him,' David belowed. 'Forgive him? He doesn't deserve to be forgiven, Blaine!'
'You don't know him,' Blaine snapped back, immediately regretting doing so.
'Kurt changed,' he continued on a softer tone. 'He changed.. For me. He says he want so be with me, no matter what people say.'
'Yeah, and how long will that last this time,' Wes said, more gentle than David. 'You can't keep giving your heart to people who will break it, Blaine. You can't keep mending it.'
'We picked up the pieces when you first came here, heartbroken from the whole Sadie Hawkins thing. Then after the whole Warbler GAP Attack drama, with Jeremiah rejecting you... We did the same.' David sighed.
'Look, Blaine, we did all that because we love you, but if Kurt breaks your heart after you willingly gave it to him again, we won't be there to pick up the pieces.'
Blaine felt anger and hurt filling his chest. 'Fine,' he said. 'I don't need you to pick up the pieces anymore, because there won't be any. I love Kurt and he loves me and for now, that's enough. I'm ready to forgive him, and I will tell him that. From there... We'll see where it goes.'
'Don't hate us, Blaine,' Jeff said. 'We only want to protect you.' Blaine's expression softened.
'I know, guys,' he said softly. 'But it's not necessary anymore. I'm not the scared helpless little boy from when I first came to Dalton anymore.'
'We know,' Wes said. 'And I guess we'll have to trust your judgement on this. But please, remember what we said.' Blaine nodded.
Meanwhile, almost everybody forgot about Sebastian Smythe leaning back against the wall with a sly smirk on his face, obviously planning something.
Kurt's POV
Ha, the perfect song!
Kurt grabbed the sheet music to Whitney Houston's I Have Nothing and started walking towards the auditorium.
When he passed the lockers, he saw his step brother, looking more down than ever. He decided to walk up to him.
'Hey, Finn,' Kurt greeted, causing Finn to look up.
'Oh, hey, Kurt,' he said quietly.
'What's up?' Finn sighed.
'I don't know if I can tell you-'
'Does it have something to do with Rachel?' Finn bowed his head.
'I'm dating Quinn Fabray.' Kurt's eyes widened. He didn't see that one coming.
'You. Are. WHAT?' he hissed. Finn flinched a little.
'I'm dating Quinn Fabray,' he repeated. 'After I kissed Rachel.' Kurt took a deep breath.
'That's..' He tried to think of the right way to put it. 'That's messed up.'
'I messed up,' Finn said defeated. 'I hurt Rachel really bad, and I'm so sorry. I just don't know how to tell her.'
'What exactly are you sorry for?' Kurt asked. 'For kissing Rachel or dating Quinn?'
'Both, I guess,' Finn replied. 'The combination of both.' Kurt frowned.
'But then why are you dating Quinn?' Finn looked thoughtful.
'She said something about us being a perfect fit and she said it would make my high school years the best in my life. And then she kissed me.'
'What felt better,' Kurt asked his step brother. 'Kissing Rachel or Quinn.' Finn frowned as he thought.
'Well, it was both pretty nice,' he said. 'But with Rachel it was different. Like... Sparkles!'
'Fireworks,' Kurt said helpful. Finn nodded furiously and Kurt smiled. He definitely recognized that feeling.
'I think you should talk to Rachel,' he simply said before turning around and resuming his way towards the auditorium.
Blaine's POV
Blaine let his finger brush the beautiful piano, feeling a few keys cave under his touch, but not enough to make a sound.
He thought he had found the perfect song to sing to Kurt. He wanted nothing more than to show the Cheerio his true feelings. No more holding off, no more holding back. It was time to take chances, time to crawl out of that shell he was forced in through out the years and follow his heart instead of his brain.
He knew that the last few time he did that, it went completely wrong, breaking his heart, or someone elses. Thinking about that made him want to crawl back in, hiding his feelings, but then Kurt's gorgeous blue eyes will cross his mind, giving him the courage to finally do something because Blainewants it, not for anybody else. Not anymore.
He sat down on the piano bench, gently placing his fingers on the right keys and started playing.
Kiss me
Out of the bearded barley
Nightly
Beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing
Swing the spinning step
I wear those shoes and
You will wear that dress
He completely drowned in the music, letting his eyes fall close and his fingers move themselfs over the keys.
So kiss me
Beneath the milky twilight
Lead me
Out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
And make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Kurt's POV
As he opened the door to the auditorium a gorgeous voice, smooth but strong, flooded through the room and he realised he wasn't alone.
Kiss me
Down by the broken tree house
Swing, swing
Upon it's hanging tire
Bring, bring
Bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked
On your father's map
Kurt watched as Blaine's hand moved across the piano smoothly, his eyes closed. He looked more relaxed than Kurt had ever seen him.
Oh kiss me
Beneath the milky twilight
Lead me
Out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
And make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Blaine opened his eyes, looking around the auditorium. Hazel met blue.
So kiss me
Blaine stopped playing, shocked by Kurt's appearance but the Cheerio simply smiled, mentioning for him to continue.
Kiss me
Beneath the milky twilight
Lead me
Out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
And make the fireflies dance
Kurt joined in, letting their voice melt together in a perfect harmony.
Silver moon's sparkling
Oh kiss me
Beneath the milky twilight
Lead me
Out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
And make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Both boys smiled shyly at each other as soon as last sounds of the paino disappeared from the room. Blaine looked down to the ground, removing his hands from the piano before looking back up at Kurt, feeling his heart beating faster as soon as he met his eyes.
'That song was for you, Kurt,' Blaine said quietly, barely loud enough for Kurt to hear. 'I wanted to sing it in Glee club this week to show you how I feel.'
'Is this how you feel?' Kurt could feel a lump rise in his throat under Blaine's intense gaze.
Blaine nodded, shoving his glasses further up his nose, a light blush raising on his cheeks. Kurt couldn't help but smile fondly at the smaller boy.
'So you want me to kiss you?'
The question hung in the air, creating a tension between the two boys but definitely not the bad kind.
The best kind.
Blaine blushed more furiously this time, bowing his head and refusing to meet Kurt's eyes as he replied.
'If you want, you can...'
His voice trailed off and he stood up from the bench, still not raising his eyes to meet Kurt's. Kurt stepped forward, placing two soft fingers under Blaine's chin and raising his face gently.
Blue met hazel.
'Do you want me to kiss you, Blaine?'
Blaine swallowed before nodding.
'Yes,' he breathed.
Kurt gave him a huge smile before leaning forward, just as Blaine did. Their lips met halfway, causing both boys to see fireworks, their hearts feeling like they could burst out of their chests any second.
And as they stood there, in the middle of the auditorium of McKinley, Kurt realised that he has found his missing puzzle piece.
They're complete.
A/N But the story's not yet, so hang in there, y'all! I'll do as much as I can to update sooner the next time but I have a killer schedule and I'm constantly exhausted. Thank you so much for sticking around though!
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