A/N: So this is it, guys *insert teary face here*...thank you all soooo much for reviewing, following, and favoriting this – it's meant so much to me, and I'm so glad y'all enjoyed it! Here's the final update (unless all my teachers decide to give me no more homework, and I have endless free time to write!), and I hope you enjoy it. It's short, it's sweet, and the last two chapters on fast-forward. Remember, this takes place right after Chapter 6...
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, nor will I ever.
Chapter 9 – Original Epilogue
In the end, we did reach that sixth date, and we did tell Rachel (and Brody) the whole story of how we met. Their reactions were priceless, though I was surprised at how mad Rachel got at my (yes, my) Kurt for not telling her he was hurt. Brody also showed some concern, though he was appeased that I had been there for Kurt. After they both had gotten over their indignation, they cooed over us some more, laughing at Kurt's wit in our first meeting, and 'aww'ing over how we'd searched for each other.
Rachel and Brody got engaged a year later. Their relationship had a few rocks (mainly around big auditions), but they managed happily together.
Kurt and Cooper continued to dance together, often with me sitting in. After a month or two of dating Kurt, Cooper had invited me to watch one of their lessons, and hey, who was I to give up a chance to see my gorgeous boyfriend dance?
Kurt moved in with me after a year and a half of dating. Consequently, I churned out a new album in record time. I think Wes made some comment about how I finally found my perfect muse.
When I went on tour for my new album, it was David who made the brilliant suggestion of having Kurt sing/open for me. Suffice to say, Kurt was pleased with this suggestion, and readily agreed. He used the opportunity to not only prove to the world his singing ability, but his fashion by also designing both our outfits.
The last concert we did was in Chicago, and for the last song, I pulled Kurt out again to perform with me. At the end of the song, I addressed the crowd, "Hey, guys! I hope you enjoyed the concert! I was wondering if you guys could give me one more minute of your time? That okay?"
They roared with enthusiasm, and I grinned. "See, there's this special guy in my life who I think you all know. Seeing as I met him at a concert of mine, my first concert, actually, I thought now would be the perfect time."
Smiling at Kurt's shocked and confused face, I reached into my pocket for the little box I'd been carrying around for the past week. Kneeling down, I grasped Kurt's hand. "Kurt, you are the love of my life. I can't think of anyone better to spend the rest of my life with, so," I opened the box to reveal a simple platinum ring, "will you marry me?"
Starting to cry, Kurt nodded furiously, flinging himself into my arms. As I hugged my fiance tightly, the stands went wild with fans going crazy. Clutching Kurt to my chest, I smiled, beginning to cry as well. I was really the lucky one, in all of this. Who knew being verbally abused in a public bathroom by a total stranger would lead to this?
A/N: Thanks again, guys! I hope you enjoyed it, and have a happy New Year! :)
