Author's Note

Well, there really isn't much to say today. I spent all night working on this chapter and the next, so the next chapter will be up later today or early tomorrow!


"It was nice meeting you, Blaine. I'm sure we'll be seeing you soon."

Blaine smiled. "Thank you, Burt, Carole, for having me over." He replied, nodding to both of them.

"Anytime, Son." Burt told him.

Kurt grinned. "I'll walk you out."

Finn waved goodbye to Blaine from his seat on the couch. "Bye, dude. See you tomorrow."

Blaine saluted him in acknowledgement before stepping outside with Kurt. "Have plans with Finn tomorrow?" Kurt asked.

Blaine scratched the back of his neck nervously. "Um…yeah. We were planning on a Call of Duty marathon. But only if that's alright with you." He rushed.

"Blaine!" Kurt exclaimed. "One thing I want you to remember is that you are Finn's best friend. And that should come before me. As much as I'd love to have you all to myself all the time, the last thing I want to do is to come between the two of you. So anytime you want to hang out with my step-brother, please know that you don't have to have my permission."

Blaine smiled shyly. "You're the best. You really are." And he kissed his boyfriend tenderly, lips lingering on Kurt's. Kissing Kurt was something he wouldn't ever get tired of, no matter how cliché it sounded. He loved how Kurt tasted of vanilla and cinnamon, and that his lips were softer than Blaine's old baby blanket. Kurt sighed happily into the embrace before breaking away, leaving Blaine wanting more as always.

"As long as I get you some of the time." Kurt said, giggling coyly.

"Well of course. We wouldn't want my amazing, sexy boyfriend to feel neglected, now would we?" And he pressed their lips together again.

He suppressed a moan when he felt Kurt bite his bottom lip ever-so gently. "You think I'm sexy, do you?" Kurt said, still kissing Blaine.

Blaine hummed his reply, and sooner than either would have liked, they were apart again. "Text me when you get home?" Kurt said.

"Wouldn't forget it." Blaine replied, giving his boyfriend a loving smile before reluctantly heading home.


Monday morning came around, and Blaine and Finn walked into the choir room to find it's occupants buzzing with excitement. "What's going on, guys?"

Mike addressed them. "We're throwing a party. Friday night."

Then Tina spoke up. "We're going to celebrate our impending Sectionals win."

"But guys…we haven't even won yet." Blaine said, questioningly.

Rachel's annoying voice piped up. "Not technically, but since I'm getting a solo this time we've practically already won. So we are going to celebrate early!"

Blaine didn't think it was a good idea for the New Directions to be getting their hopes up so quickly, but he knew it was no use arguing with them. Any argument would only result in more drama and Rachel storming out, anyway. He looked at Finn, who just shrugged. "Sound's good to me." The taller boy said.

But I call a vote to have no alcohol at this thing." Quinn warned. "The last thing we need are hangovers during the competition on Saturday. Mr. Shue would be furious."

"I agree." Rachel said. "I really don't' want a repeat of what happened when we performed 'Tik Tok'." She finished, eyeing Brittany menacingly.

"Alright, all in favor of NO alcohol at this party, raise your hand." Quinn proposed. All hands went up with the exception of Puck's and Santana's. But after getting evil looks from their fellow classmates, they both groaned and raised their hands in the air reluctantly.

"So where is it going to be at?" Blaine asked them.

They exchanged nervous glances at each other before coyly smiling at him. Blaine felt uneasy and also curious. "You guys want me to host it, don't you?"

They nodded collectively. "Why me?" He asked.

"Come on, dude. Your grandparents own one of the biggest houses in Lima." Puck said.

"Yeah, and you already told us that they'll be out all night this Friday." Sam chimed in.

Blaine mentally cursed himself. He shouldn't have let that piece of information slip. He should've known after all these years that whenever the prospect of an empty house opened up, his friends would start planning something crazy. Blaine sighed. "Fine."

They cheered. "You're the best, dude!" Artie said to him.

Blaine nodded his welcome to them all and sat down just as Mr. Shuester walked in, talking frantically about a set list change.


Glee Club ended, but before Blaine could leave, he was cornered by all six girls. "Can we talk to you, Blaine?" Quinn asked timidly.

"I don't really have much of a choice, do I?" He asked, eyeing how they made a semi-circle all around him. They shook their heads. "I'm listening."

Mercedes spoke. "There's another reason we volunteered you to host this party. We…want Kurt to come. He used to be close to all of us, but most of us haven't seen him in years. We miss him."

Rachel piped in. "We figured that if it was at your place, and you invited him, then maybe he'd be more inclined to come."

"And tell him he can bring some of his Dalton buddies along too, if that makes him feel more comfortable." Santana said. "If there's not going to be any alcohol, then at least I can try to enjoy myself with some sexy prep school boys."

"We just want to see him." Brittany's innocent voice said.

Blaine looked at all of their pleading faces, and sighed. He knew that it wouldn't be easy to convince Kurt to come to a party with all of his old friends there; especially ones that he hadn't wanted to speak to in years. But the girls were right. He, being the host of the party, as well as Kurt's boyfriend probably did have the best chance of convincing Kurt to come.

"I'll talk to him." Blaine told the girls.

They cheered and, one by one, kissed him on the cheek before leaving.

Mercedes lingered, waiting for the other girls to leave before talking to Blaine. "Thank you. Kurt and I were best friends, you know? I miss him so much, and I feel terrible that I didn't notice the bullying when it as happening. I just…want my friend back." She shyly told him.

He put his hand on her shoulder. "I know. I'll see what I can do." He reassured her, and she nodded gratefully before exiting the choir room.


"So, how am I involved in this?"

Blaine sat on Kurt's bed while Kurt paced his bedroom floor.

"They want you to come. They all miss you, especially the girls."

"Why would they want me there?" Kurt snipped, bitterly.

"Kurt, they're so sorry that they didn't try to help you more when they had the chance. You should have seen Mercedes' face. They just want to see you again."

Kurt didn't say anything, but continued pacing. Blaine could tell by the look on Kurt's face that he was very conflicted about this.

"They said that you could bring some of your friends from Dalton, if that would make you more comfortable. And they said that they wouldn't mind meeting some of your friends."

Kurt smirked. "Santana."

Blaine was taken aback. "Yep." He answered, amused at how well Kurt seemed to know the girl.

Kurt broke his silence to question Blaine. "But the McKinley Sectionals competition is early Saturday. Surely they aren't stupid enough to hold a party the night before, right?"

Blaine hesitated. "Well, it more like a…get-together. Not a full on party. And we've all voted for a no-alcohol policy. Even Puck agreed."

Kurt looked impressed. "Wow."

Blaine nodded. "All I'm saying, honey, is that you're invited. And sincerely wanted. But you don't have to answer today."

Kurt looked relieved that he didn't have to make up his mind immediately. "I'll think about it."

Blaine smiled. "That's all I'm asking."

And Blaine pulled Kurt down onto the bed for the make-out session he had been dying to have ever since he had arrived at Kurt's house.


A/N

I know that was kind of a terrible ending, but I have a good next chapter written, so you won't have to wait long for more. Next chapter also introduces my OC! I'm excited.

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