A/N - Hey everybody! I'm back!
I sincerely hope that y'all are still with me, that would be awesome. I wrote this chapter on the plane ride home. It took me a pretty short time, but I haven't really checked it so there may be some grammar and spelling mistakes in it...
I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed the US!
- XOXO
Chapter 9
I hadn't told Blaine yet about my upcoming performance. The big game was tonight and I was told that it was the Regionals Championship game. Finn and Blaine were extremely excited and nervous, so when Finn wasn't yelling at me about kicking some ass, Blaine was.
I practically had two houses now and I was happy with it. Blaine and I had become amazing friends so we slept over at each others houses a lot. Funnily enough, everyone seemed to ship us, "Klaine," but only Blaine couldn't see that I was crazy about him. What I thought was the weirdest thing about this whole situation was that my dad didn't even complain about me and Blaine sharing a room with the door closed. Maybe it was like that because he knew Blaine was too polite to do something inappropriate. The worst part was that he was probably right.
'Kurt, wipe that goofy look off your grill and come make yourself useful for a second. Your boytoy ain't here yet anyways,' Santana said.
I rolled my eyes at her and picket up a confetti canon. 'And don't you dare give me that attitude, Porcelain!' She yelled.
I shrugged my shoulders and walked away. When I was on my way to the field I noticed that Santana was following me.
I quirked my eyebrow; 'Did I just get a new dog or something?' I teased her.
San laughed and shook her head. 'Nope,' she said. 'I am here to talk about hobbit with you.'
'What's up with Rachel?' I asked, surprised that San actually remembered she existed.
Santana face palmed. 'Not that hobbit, you goddamn idiot. Your boytoy!'
I gritted my teeth. 'First of all,' I yelled, 'He is not my boytoy and he will never be. Second, he probably doesn't even like me, so piss off and go annoy someone else with your whining because I am sick of it!'
I took a deep breath while Satan was standing in front of me grinning. 'Kurt?' she asked. I inhaled through my nose. 'What?' San giggled, 'You totally have a crush on him.'
'Who has a crush on who?' I heard a voice ask. As soon as I recognized it, I turned around so fast that I almost tripped. Blaine was looking at me with a look full of curiosity, but I was not ready to tell him, especially not with Santana breathing in my neck. 'Mercedes has a crush on Sam,' I lied easily, 'I think he likes her too, but they're just too shy to admit it to each other. Do you have any advice for her?'
Oh. My. God. I did not just ask that. I tried not to look shocked and apparently it worked, because Blaine looked like he was deep in thought.
'If I were Mercedes,' he said, 'If I was too scared or nervous to talk I would just do a lot of sweet but obvious things. Maybe Sam will notice and ask her out. That's what I would do. I have to say, I'm not exactly the most experienced guy though.'
I nodded, 'That's exactly what I just told San!' I said excitedly.
San rolled her eyes at me. 'Hobbit, nice to finally meet you. I've heard a lot about you.'
'Satan, nice to meet you too. Why the nickname?' Blaine bit back.
Santana laughed. 'It's obviously because of your lack of height. Or do maybe prefer boytoy?' She asked seducively, while I just wanted to punch her in the face. San turned around and walked away and Blaine looked expectingly to me. 'Well, why the nickname?' he asked.
I sighed, 'Long story, I'll tell you another day alright?'
After the game I saw a couple of Dalton guys coming my way. When they approached me I could see that they were obviously gay and I smirked.
'Hello boys,' I said flirtingly as soon as they were standing in front of me.
One of the guys took a step forward. 'Hey, my name is Paul. Would you like to have coffee once with me?' he asked shyly.
I instantly felt bad for the guy because I alreay liked someone else.
'Uhm...' I said. 'I'm sorry Paul, but I already like someone else. So, no.'
Paul did not seem to go down with that. 'Who is that person you like? He obviously does not like you back, otherwise someone as gorgeous as you would already have a boyfriend.'
I started to get annoyed with this Paul dude real fast now.
'Look, Paul. Thank you for the offer of going out with me, but I decline it. Besides, it's none of your goddamn business who I like!'
Okay. I hadn't realized that I started yelling. I shut my mouth and sent Paul and the other guys a dirty look and walked away. Suddenly I noticed Blaine standing in the corner. I walked towards him and with one look I knew he had overheard my shouting. I sighed and mentally punched myself for getting worked up like that.
'Good job declining Paul!' Blaine said. 'He is one of the most popular guys at Dalton. First he pretents to be shy and nice, but after making things official, he becomes this bossy sex shark who wants to get into your pants. Trust me, I've been there.'
'Okay, hold up!' I exclaimed, 'You slept with this guy?'
Blaine laughed, 'No, of course not. I'm one of the few people who wants to save that for someone that I'm actually in love with.'
I relaxed instantly, but tensed again when Blaine started talking.
'So,' he started, 'This guy that you like, do I know him?'
I sighed, debating whether I should tell him or not.
'Okay,' I said, 'I'll tell you, but not here. Let's go to a park or something. Congrats on the win by the way.'