Hi guys, remember me. Been a couple of weeks since I updated because I had to finish off some of my other stories before moving forwards with this one. But here we go, chapter ten...
Disclaimer: I don't own the song Teenage Dream and I am not making any profit off of it.
Brave Little Heart Chapter 10
Blaine was excited. He was going to see Kurt tonight. All day he was watching the clock. He barely listened to most of his classes and had his teachers slam their palms down on his desk several times to get his attention. In the Warbler meeting Wes decided to call him out on the fact that he obviously didn't want to be there. Blaine just apologized said he was tired and when the time came to practise he stood in the back and tried to harmonize with the other boys.
Blaine ate his dinner quickly and then ran upstairs. He stopped by the kitchen to pick up some snacks for Kurt. This time he managed to get his hands on some carrot sticks (that he cut smaller) and there was even some mango and a slice of chocolate cake. Blaine almost bumped into Logan as he walked through the door.
"Didn't you just eat?"
"Uh.. wanted to grab some snacks before everybody else."
"Yeah, always the best food on Monday or Friday. You're learning quickly young jedi."
"You're Yoda impression needs work." Blaine laughed as he ran down the hall with his plastic plate.
"Hey! Blaine, what are you doing tonight me and Nick are actually watching Star Trek..."
"Busy, behind on homework."
"How about film night Friday? All the Warblers are coming."
"Sounds great, I'll be there."
Once in his room Blaine looked around. He had no idea how long it would be until Kurt arrived but he got the feeling that it wouldn't be till after dark. After all it was more likely that Kurt would bee seen in the daylight. Blaine glanced regretfully out the window. The sun hung low in the sky. Blaine sighed. He feed and watered Pav and spent some time letting him flap around outside of his cage. After half an hour he hoped back in and Blaine closed the hatch.
"Goodboy Pav."
He laid back down on his bed and looked around the room. The sun had only just dipped under the horizon and the light had that slightly misty look as if it was stuck in limbo without the sun. It would still be a while yet. Blaine trued to sit down and do some of his simpler pieces of homework that would not need his full concentration but after twenty minutes staring at the same sentence he sighed and threw his book back on the bed. He just had to much energy to concentrate. He needed to move. He went over to his Ipod and flipped through the song list before he found the perfect thing for his move. He clicked his fingers and did a few little side steps and a twirl before the lyrics came on and he sang along.
" You think I'm pretty
Without any make-up on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me
So I'll let my walls come down, down
Before you met
I was a wreck
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my valentine, valentine
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a floor out of sheets
I finally found you
My missing puzzle piece
I'm complete
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
I might get your heart racing
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back"
Blaine jumped when the sound of clapping came from behind him. He spun around to see Kurt stood on his table clapping enthusiastically.
"Oh." Blaine said running his hand through his hair. He felt embarrassed. Not knowing anybody was watching him he had completely let himself go. He had let himself dance freely and sung louder and with less control than he would in front of anybody. He had yelled and pointed to himself and jumped to the side and span around and basically made himself look a fool.
"Hi Kurt."
Kurt took a deep breath out.
"That was great. Pavarotti agrees with me. Both of them, current and former." Kurt said enthusiastically.
Blaine ran his hand nervously through his hair.
"Uh, I didn't realize anybody was watching."
"You never do."
Blaine stared at Kurt in confusion, what did that mean? Was he referring to the fact that he sometimes watched the Warblers? But then Blaine knew he was being watched there was a room full of people. How many places did Kurt have to watch people from. He knew the school had lots of old fashioned floor level heating vents but there wasn't one in his room.
"Oh." Kurt groaned after a moment of silence. "That came out really creepily, didn't it?"
"Just a bit." Blaine said giving a nervous little laugh. "Yeah. You know your friend really did have me a little creeped out when she threatened to kill me."
"Rachel's more like an annoying sibling than an actual friend. But don't worry, nobody's watching you. Not really. I just notice you sometimes when I'm moving around Dalton in the day. Which I'm not meant to do anyway. And nobody's going to kill you in your sleep either, we don't interfere in Bean's lives. And before you say it you interfered in my life first."
Kurt said the last part in such a high pitched rush that Blaine found himself smiling again
"So... I have snacks." He said suddenly reminding himself to be a good host.
"Oh, snacks."
Blaine pointed to the plate he had put on the table.
Kurt's mouth dropped open a little.
"Mango,your kidding me. I've only had it once." Kurt said walking up to the plate grabbing a (Kurt sized) chunk and biting into it.
"You like it?"
"It's possibly the best food ever."
Blaine smile and went to sit down on his desk chair so that he could speak to Kurt more easily.
"I am going to have to disagree with you." Blaine said breaking off a piece of the moist chocolate cake with it's chocolate cream in the middle. "Chocolate cake is the best, after Coffee of course."
"You'll get spots you know."
"I never get Spots."
Kurt frowned at him.
"Then your lucky."
"You don't have spots your skin is perfect."
"Thank you. I have a twice daily skin care routine. Still can't eat chocolate cake though."
"Not even once in a while?" Blaine said eating another piece of the cake and giving (what he considered to be ) a pretty persuasive moan.
"Well I suppose once in like a year would be okay. If I did a full detox afterwards."
"Well let tonight be your once a year indulgence."
Kurt smiled and shrugged and walked over to the cake breaking a cream but from the middle off himself and taking a pre-cautious bite. He closed his eyes and sighed.
"Oh that is gorgeous. Not in the slightest bit stale. Blaine you are evil you are going to end up making me fat."
Blaine laughed.
"No, I just don't want you missing supper because you're here keeping me company. Especially since I almost had to beg you to come."
Blaine swore that Kurt blushed slightly.
"So." He said changing the subject. "Do you want to sew?"
"That's why I was here wasn't it?"
"Well, yes, but I thought if you wanted we could always leave sewing for another day and watch a film on my laptop."
Kurt looked thoughtful.
"It is rare that I get to watch a film all the way through. It's hard to second guess when the beans are going to be watching one. And when they do it's always something with lots of explosions and very few songs."
"Well if you like musicals I do have Moulin Rouge, though you are not to repeat that to anybody." Blaine said before realizing that there was nobody that Kurt could tell.
"Moulin Rouge? What's that?"
"You've never heard of Moulin Rouge? You'll love it, it's a musical about a woman who has to work in a night club, she's a prostitute but she falls in love with a young writer and there's this count who also wants her and there's lots of music and a fake elephant and a singing moon."Blaine said his enthusiasm running out when he saw just how confused Kurt looked.
"Uh.. Guess that made very little sense."
"I'll watch it with you if you want." Kurt answered.
"We don't have to.."
"No, I like films with lots of music so I'll give it a go."
Blaine got up and put the music onto his laptop angling it so that it faced his bed.
"Ah... um.. do you want to sit on the bed?"
"Sure." Kurt said with a shrug.
Blaine approached Kurt cautiously. He saw that he had his little pack on his back but he didn't want Kurt to struggle trying to get to the bed. Would he find it offensive if he offered to carry him. He didn't want to make his new friend angry it was just that he was still learning the protocol for dealing with three inch people.
"Can I uh.. carry you?"
"Well that would be easier." Kurt conceded.
Blaine felt his heartbeat faster as he put his hand flat on the table and Kurt climbed onto his palm. It really was incredible. Kurt was a real person, Blaine had figured this out now. Kurt may be only three inches tall but he was just like any person Blaine had met, and at the same time unlike anybody Blaine had ever met. To be able to hold such a complex being in your hand was a bit nerve wrecking. Blaine didn't know what he would do if he dropped him. He managed the two steps to the bed though and placed Kurt gently down. Kurt stepped onto the soft blankets of the bed and stumbled.
"Wow, soft." Kurt said trying to right himself and then choosing just to sit down crossed legged on the bed.
"Oh, shoes." Kurt said giving Blaine an apologetic smile.
"Don;t worry about it." Blaine replied sitting carefully on the bed and pressing the play button.
Kurt did enjoy Moulin Rouge. Well, that's what Blaine thought as he kept glancing over at the wide smile on the boys face. Kurt didn't comment on the fact that he kept looking over at him even though when they both shifted to lie down and Blaine's face was mere inches from Kurt's reclining body it must have been very obvious. Kurt seemed to know a few of the songs and they both sung along laughing with each other when 'Like a Virgin' came on and they both shared a look that said 'no way am I singing that'. Through the second half of the film they barely glanced at each other both transfixed on the screen. As the closing song cam on Blaine looked over at Kurt and swore he saw some wetness on his face.
"Are you crying?"
"Who wouldn't be, that's so sad. They were in love and she died and they never got a chance to be together properly. They never got a chance to have a life together all they got was a few months and even those were filled with problems."
"I know. I cried the first time I saw it too?"
"Really?" Kurt asked.
"Yeah."
"You don't think I'm a girl for crying at a movie?"
"You are definitely not a girl Kurt."
Kurt looked up at him with a watery smile.
"Let's play a game." Blaine said.
"What game?" Kurt asked sitting up and wiping his eyes.
"Questions, for every question you answer you get to ask a question."
"Wait, I don;t won't you asking about Borrowers." Kurt said sitting up and folding his legs.
"I won't I'll just ask about you."
"And I get to ask you questions as well?"
"Yes."
"Can I go first?"
"Yeah, go on then."
"Do you have any siblings?"
"No. My turn, do you have any siblings?"
"Original."
"There are no plagiarism rules in Questions."
"I have a step brother, it's kind of new. I thought it would be awkward but it's cool now. He sticks up for me when ever anybody has a go at me."
"That's cool."
"Is it my turn again?"
"Yes. Though that counts as your question so it's now my go."
"Is not!" Kurt said putting his hands on his waist and giving Blaine a (rather cute) frown.
Blaine laughed.
"Okay, it is your turn. Go on."
"Is Katy Perry your favourite singer?"
"It's a toss up between her and Lady Gaga."
"Oh Gaga is fabulous."
"My turn, How old are you?"
"It's my eighteenth summer. You?"
"Seventeen. Do you read?"
"Not often, the prints to big and the books to thick to open. I occasionally glance over something that somebody leaves open but it's frustrating that it take so much effort to flip the pages."
"I'll be your page flipper for you if you want."
"Thank you, if you ever see a copy of vogue can you borrow it for me?"
"Vogue?"
"Yes, one of the teachers likes it. It has some fabulous photo shoots. Great clothes and the make up and hair just the whole thing is amazing. I'd like to take a few of the pictures out to put on my wall."
"Okay, I'll see what I can do." Blaine said laughing at Kurt's enthusiasm.
"So.. my question." Kurt said in a sing song voice. "As there are other gay beans, have you ever kissed anyone?"
"Wow, getting into the personal stuff now."
"Don't avoid the question Blainey Bean."
"No. I like Gregory and he is gay but he doesn't like me. So I've never kissed a boy. Or a girl, because I have no desire to what so ever. You, I mean , I know you said there were no other Borrowers like you but..."
"I did try liking girls. I didn't know somebody like me could exist. I felt like I was a freak so I tried kissing this girl called Brit but I just didn't feel the things you're meant to feel and I just kept thinking about .. another boy."
"That sucks. I mean at least when I started realizing I like guys I had a name for it. I knew it existed and I wasn't the only one even if it sometimes felt like it. It must have been so bad for you Kurt." Blaine said feeling so much sympathy for the little man.
"It was. But you know. At least I know I'm not the only one. Even if you are a Bean."
Blaine smiled.
"Well I'm glad."
Kurt smiled and looked around.
"It's getting late. My Dad will start thinking I've been caught again. He's been so protective lately."
"I'm sorry about that."
"I don't actually mind, not any more." Kurt said smiling up at him. Those blue eyes really are beautiful Blaine thought to himself.
"When can you come again?"
"Not for a few more days, Dad will get suspicious. Perhaps Thursday."
"Don't say perhaps Kurt. Say definitely. I want to see you again."
Kurt looked up at him with a water smile.
"Definitely Thursday."
"Do you want to take some Mango for your family."
"If that's alight?"
"Help yourself. " Blaine said putting the plate on the bed. "It can be your explanation of where you've been."
Kurt packed some of the little mango squares in the netted bag he carried with him. Blaine wordlessly held his palm out for him and put him down on the floor next to his bed. Blaine knelt besides the bed not wanting Kurt to leave nut knowing he had to go.
"Bye Kurt."
"Bye Blaine." Kurt said as he walked into the shadows under Blaine's bed.
"Oh Kurt." Blaine called.
"Yeah."
"If they bully you, just remember to have courage, you're not alone. You have me now."
There was a long silence.
"Thank you Blaine." Came the quiet emotion filled reply.
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