(11) French Fries and Milkshakes.
A/N: last chapter omfg im getting emotional finishing a fic is like watching your baby grow up! well, last regards, i hope you all enjoyed this story as much as i enjoyed writing it! TTFN, tata for now!
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Kurt was beginning to regret showing up to prom.
It was even worse than that party! Now, he wasn't just the guy that Sebastian cheated on, no. Now, he was the guy that Sebastian cheated on and the guy who passed out yesterday!
He rested his head on the table, wishing that the DJ would play something other than this dumb pop, top 40 crap.
"This sucks, huh?"
Kurt looked up to see a familiar blond face. He smiled. "Hi, Quinn. Yeah, it does just a little."
"Need some punch?" She asked, offering him a glass. "It was for Blaine, but he won't notice." She nodded over to where Blaine, Tina, Mercedes, and some other glee kids were dancing goofily together.
Kurt immediately brightened at the sound Blaine's name. "Blaine's here?"
She nodded. "He's enjoying himself more than he'll admit, though." Kurt looked longingly at the group. At one time, they were his friends, and then he traded them all for a boyfriend who cheated on him with a girl who claimed to be his friend. What he wouldn't give just to be one of them again, especially right now. Quinn seemed to notice his staring. "You should talk to him. He's been trying to call you all day."
"Really?" Questioned Kurt. "My phones been dead all day..."
"Yeah!" She elaborated. "I mean, ever since last night, he's been trying to—"
"Whoa, wait, wait," said Kurt, shaking his head. "Last night? How does Blaine know what happened last night? Does he know?"
Quinn's eyes went wide. "Oh, would you look at that, someone seems to be in need of my assistance!"
"Quinn!" Kurt shouted, standing up when she tried to bail. "I have been through absolute hell in the last few days. My best friend lied to me, my boyfriend cheated on me, I did not drink at that party, yet, suspiciously, I passed out. I think I deserve the truth."
She bit her lip and sighed. "Fine," she caved, and she came clean about everything. "Blaine had reason to believe that Sebastian slipped something into your drink, and he didn't think you were going to the party so he thought you'd be fine, but then you were there, so he showed up and when he got there... Sebastian, well, he took you into a room upstairs and tried to... He tried to take advantage of you."
"Oh-oh my god..."
"I'm not done... Blaine went upstairs and—though he's way too humble to admit it—totally kicked Sebastian's ass and carried you downstairs. He took you home."
"He saved me," whispered Kurt. He got up quickly. "I'm sorry, but I have an ex boyfriend of mine to find."
He pushed his way through the crowd until he saw the familiar hair of that slime ball. He was going to just shame Sebastian for what he'd done, give him a little how could you talk, obviously making their breakup official.
But when Sebastian turned around, with that stupid cocky smirk on his face, Kurt just couldn't help himself.
He was usually opposed to violence, but decided to forgive himself for drawing his fist back and slamming Sebastian right in the face.
He doubled over in pain, clutching his face. "What the fuck!?"
"I was going to just break up with you for that god awful thing you tried to do to me," yelled Kurt. "But I think a punch in the face was much more suited!" Kurt turned to leave, but turned around. "One more thing. In case you didn't realize this yet, we're over."
And with that, Kurt spun around to go look for Blaine.
Sebastian looked up and saw Sue Sylvester at the punch bowl. "Did you see that?" He whined. "Shouldn't he be punished?"
"I didn't see anything," she remarked, and continued stirring the punch.
He stormed over there. "You need to do something!" He shouted.
She slammed down a glass of punch. "Now, listen here, horse face." She gritted through her teeth. "I don't like my Cheerios having boyfriends, but, they're teenagers, what do you expect... But I will protect them with everything I have because they are the closest things I will ever have to children. Don't think I don't know what you did." His eyes grew frantic. "I have my sources... So either you leave my head Cheerio alone, or somehow you end up castrated in a ditch unconscious somewhere in the middle of Guadalajara." He nodded frantically. "You should leave," she remarked. "I think you've had enough punch tonight. And I don't really trust you around drinks."
Meanwhile, Kurt was searching aimlessly around the gym for a familiar top of curly hair. Finally, he spotted him. "Blaine!" He called. The other boy paused from his dancing and turned around. His eyes lit up. "Blaine!" Kurt smiled wide, pushing through the crowd.
"Kurt!?"
Blaine started pushing through the people, but when they were separated by a mere seven people, they heard Figgin's voice across the loudspeakers. "And your 2010 McKinley High Prom King is... Mr. Kurt Hummel!"
Wait... What?
Kurt tried his hardest to get to Blaine, but it was a lost cause once everyone started applauding and guiding him to the front.
He forced a smile once he got to the front and accepted the crown placed in his head. Where was Blaine, though? He couldn't see him anywhere.
"And now, the moment you've all been waiting for," principal Figgin's voice boomed across the gym. "Your 2010 McKinley High Prom Queen is..." He opened the envelope. "Miss Quinn Fabray!"
Quinn looked surprised as she made her way up to the stage. "Congrats," Kurt whispered. "You wouldn't happen to have seen Blaine around, would you?" He asked sheepishly.
She shook her head regrettably. "Not since a while ago, sorry."
"And now! The Prom King and Queen share their first dance!"
Kurt ducked his head a bit, laughing. He took Quinn by the waist as they made it to the dance floor, and the DJ finally decided to put some decent music.
Swaying room as the music starts
Strangers making the most of the dark
Two by two their bodies become one
"Quinn," Kurt started. "This is nice and all, but I really need to talk to Blaine... There's so much that I need to say to him."
Quinn smiled and let go of him. "I don't think you'll have to wait very long, then."
I see you through the smokey air
Can't you feel the weight of my stare
You're so close but still a world away
What I'm dying to say, is that
Kurt cocked his head to the side. Quinn motioned for him to turn around, and when he did, he saw a smiling gentleman Blaine.
Blaine stuck out his hand. "May I have this dance?"
Kurt glanced at Quinn who immediately gave them the clear. "Yes," he said breathlessly. "Yes you may."
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and you'll know it's true
I never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you
Blaine pulled Kurt in close, holding his back as they swayed to the melody. Carefully, Kurt rested his head on Blaine's shoulder. Kurt smiled, realizing he could feel Blaine's heartbeat through his own chest.
Trying hard to control my heart
I walk over to where you are
Eye to eye we need no words at all
Kurt lifted his head and leaned in towards Blaine, resting their foreheads against each other.
"I love you," Blaine mumbled.
Slowly now we begin to move
Every breath I'm deeper into you
Soon we two are standing still in time
If you read my mind, you'll see
Kurt pulled back, the goofiest smile plastered to his face. "I love you, too. And I know, it took me a while to realize it, to accept it but—hmph!"
Blaine silenced him by kissing him. "Shut up," he mumbled against his lips.
Kurt could help but smile into the kiss.
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and you'll know it's true
I never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss
I'm crazy for you,
Kurt sighed, wanting to hold onto that moment forever, Blaine stroking his hair, him resting his head on Blaine's shoulder, holding each other close and not giving a damn what anyone else thought.
They didn't get to stay in that moment forever.
But they sure had the rest of their lives to make up for it.
It's all brand new, I'm crazy for you
And you know it's true
I'm crazy, crazy for you
