Chapter 10:
Throughout the rest of the weekend, Kurt and Blaine were constantly texting each other and staying in contact. They were pretty much inseparable. So much so that Burt threatening to take away Kurt's phone if he didn't put it away at dinner on Sunday night.
"Hold on I just have to tell Blaine that I'm going to eat dinner." Kurt was in the middle of texting his sentence before Burt snatched his phone.
"You can have this after dinner." Burt put the phone in his own pocket and sat down next to Carole.
Kurt pouted but obeyed his father and took his seat next to Finn. He talked with his family throughout dinner but his mind was just on Blaine. Kurt started to wonder if it was almost unhealthy to be this attached to someone he basically just met.
After an hour of torture Burt finally relented Kurt's phone back. Kurt rushed upstairs and flung himself onto his bed. He noticed 6 unread messages.
8:05 Blaine:
It's supposed to be our biggest game! I'm not really competitive about soccer but I do love to play!
8:06
What are you doing right now?
8:15
I was about to get ready for bed. Gotta make sure I have enough energy tomorrow.
8:22
I'm kinda nervous
8:35
Kuuuuuurt. Hello?
8:56
Welp I have to go to sleep now but I'll see you tomorrow? Goodnight Kurt!
Kurt was unnecessarily mad at his dad now for taking away his phone. Blaine was already asleep but he would at least make sure that Blaine woke up with a smile on his adorable face.
9:15 Kurt:
Sorry, I was having dinner with my parents and there's a strict "no phones" policy. I'm so excited to see you play! There's no need to be nervous, you're amazing at everything you do.
I miss you.
Goodnight and sweet dreams Blaine.
Kurt decided to go to sleep as well. He had a long day ahead of him.
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Classes went by slowly and Glee Club was as dull as it could ever get. All they did was go over what theme they wanted to week to be and they didn't even come to a conclusion. Kurt left a few minutes early faking being ill. He had to leave early to get to Blaine's soccer game.
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When Kurt finally got off the bus, he made his way toward the school and the bleachers in the back. It wasn't too hard to find as everyone seemed to be gathered there already. There were tons of people but Kurt managed to find an empty seat next to a boy about his age. The boy was tall and had a weird permanent smirk on his face. Kurt ignored him and sat down waiting for the game to start. To be perfectly honest, Kurt didn't know much about soccer or sports in general but he did do some research on basic soccer rules last night.
Once the game started, Kurt immediately noticed Blaine and felt hot all over. Blaine was a vision in his soccer uniform. He wore a white jersey representing his school and the number 14. He rocked the look, even the shorts that Kurt would have found hideous on anyone else. Kurt was so busy ogling his boyfriend that he almost didn't hear the boy beside him.
"Go Blaine!" The boy was clapping along with everyone else and smiling at Blaine.
Kurt stared at the boy but remained silent. This was probably one of Blaine's friends and he wanted to make a good impression.
As the game went on, Kurt decided to introduce himself to the stranger. It would be awkward to be introduced by Blaine when they had sat together the whole game. Kurt turned his head toward the boy who was watching the game intently.
"Enjoying the game so far?"
The stranger half looked at Kurt but seemed to be keeping an eye on Blaine. Kurt was actually happy that Blaine had friends that supported him like this. "Totally. You?"
"I am! It's the first soccer game I've watched."
"It's a good game. Hot guys."
Kurt was started at the boys remark but regained himself quickly, "Uh um sure I guess."
"You don't think so? Don't tell me you're not gay, it's so obvious."
Kurt was now getting annoyed. "No I am gay. And the only hot guy I see out there is my boyfriend."
Now the stranger turned completely toward Kurt with the stupidest smirk Kurt had ever seen. "Now it's interesting. My boy's out there too."
"That's great."
"Nuh uh. No, no, no. Who's your boy?"
Kurt was getting angry at the way the condescending boy was talking to him. How could Blaine have friends like this? "Blaine Anderson." Kurt turned away from the stranger just in time to watch Blaine score a goal. Kurt jumped up and clapped. He was so proud of Blaine. His smile was so genuine and looking out into the crowd almost searchingly. Kurt's heart was fluttering hoping Blaine was looking for him.
The stranger was quiet next to him but still had that stupid grin on his face. Once everyone was seated again, the smiley boy learned into Kurt's ear, "I'm Blaine's boyfriend."
Kurt whipped his head so hard to the side it almost hurt. Almost. Kurt was now beyond furious at his boy. He was obviously lying. Blaine wasn't a cheater.
"We've been on again off again for 2 years. I guess he's filling our off again period out with you. Enjoy the sex. I know it's good." Then the boy stood and actually walked away without another word.
Kurt felt numb. He decided to ignore the boy and his remarks. Blaine would never cheat on him, let alone have sex with that slimy foul language boy.
Kurt enjoyed the rest of the game and Blaine actually made the winning goal! Once everyone was up and joining the players, Kurt spotted Blaine standing alone next to the bleacher texting on his phone. Kurt's heart dropped that no one was there for him. And if Kurt hadn't been there, that would have only left that slimy boy from earlier.
Kurt walked right up to Blaine and held out a bouquet of yellow daises, "Congratulations my star athlete!"
"Kurt!" Blaine dropped his phone immediately and hugged the life out of Kurt. "Oh wow, these flowers are gorgeous!"
Kurt handed the flowers to Blaine and was about to speak when Blaine was suddenly kissing him.
"Thank you. These are beautiful."
This time Kurt kissed Blaine and didn't let go. They walked hand in hand to the locker room where Blaine quickly showered and changed while Kurt waited outside. Blaine then walked Kurt to a small restaurant down the street where they had dinner together. Once it started getting late, Blaine walked Kurt back to the school and insisted on driving him to Brooklyn himself so he knew Kurt would be safe. Kurt protested but in the end, Blaine made these puppy dog eyes and won the argument. Blaine drove Kurt home, kissed him farewell, and took off back toward his own home.
Kurt stood outside for a long moment replaying their perfect date before it struck him that he had completely forgotten to ask Blaine about the slimy boy. That was probably a story for another day. Kurt just wanted to keep replaying the day in his mind until he drifted to sleep. And even in his dreams, there was only Blaine.
Author's note: Thank you so much for the reviews and everyone who has been reading the story! I hope you're enjoying it. This whole thing is just for fun but I'm glad you like it! 3