'As Long As You're Mine' from Wicked was going to be used as an extra song, in this chapter, but I decided to save it until next chapter. I get that I'm making Kurt a bit slutty, in this story, but you'll soon find out that Blaine isn't perfect either. I listened to the Wicked Soundtrack and the Chicago Soundtrack while writing this.
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If you hadn't noticed, 'Pot O' Gold' is kind of like a parallel to 'Preggers', because a Cheerio is revealed to be pregnant in the fourth episode of their respectful seasons. Quinn in 'Preggers' and Santana in 'Pot O' Gold'. It wasn't intended, because I just noticed it. XD
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I re-uploaded this chapter because I had to 'take it back to my workshop'. And guys, come on! 900 of you on average read this chapter and only 1/90 of you review? Pleeease review, sweeties!
And I barely had ANY Klaine material to work off of, here, so this was kind of a filler chapter, and was considerably shorter than my other chapters.
Kurt awoke next to Blaine in their Dior grey bed and took half-an-hour to simply stare at his Blaine- his angel. Tears streamed down Kurt's face as he observed the beautiful boy that was his. They had just passed their one-year-anniversary of knowing each other. Blaine had taken Kurt to their tree and stated that it was love at first sight for Blaine about Kurt and Kurt nearly cried at the memory. How could he have betrayed his Blaine? His naive, innocent, gorgeous Blaine?
As Blaine began to stir, Kurt wrapped his arms tighter around Blaine's chest, staring off into space, mourning and treasuring that moment. That moment where Blaine was his forever. Kurt buried his head into the crook of Blaine's neck and kept his silent sobs at bay as Blaine's eyes opened sleepily and he grinned, "Hey beautif- Hey, hey, why are you crying, love?"
Kurt shook his head and pecked Blaine on the lips, "I just love you. I always have and I always will. You're my world- my everything. Just remember that."
Blaine looked confused but shrugged, "Okay. Same goes for you, Future-Mr. Hummel-Anderson." Kurt smiled softly as they cuddled until Burt's voice called for them to get dressed and go to school.
"Hey dude, I need your help," Puck stated after grabbing Blaine and pulling him into the boys locker room.
"You want me to... help trim your mohawk?" Blaine asked wearily.
Puck rolled his eyes, "Kurt already offered, bro. No, I need chick advice."
"I'm gay, Puck." Blaine stated, raising his eyebrows.
"I know, dude, I just need to talk to someone who will know how chicks feel but won't tell Quinn."
"Oh?" Blaine asked, interested, "Do tell."
"You seriously cannot get any gayer," Puck raised an eyebrow but scoffed, "Well, I'm like dating Quinn and I love her and all, but our sex life isn't really that good-"
"Are you sure you should be talking to me about this?" Blaine asked, slowly stepping away but stopping once Puck started talking again.
"Yeah... But she refuses to put out, dude! It's been two years!"
"Puck... Don't you love her?" Blaine asked, rubbing his own temple.
"Yeah, but Quinn had a cold two days ago, so I went to babysit Beth by myself, and I sung a song to Beth. Shelby and I kissed."
"Oh... Wow." Blaine was dumbfounded.
"And, I really want to, you know, do her, but Shelby says it's 'inappropriate' and won't buy it. How can I get her?"
Blaine bit his lip, "I really don't want to help you cheat on Quinn, Puck. It's not right."
"Sure, sure. Can't you just-"
"No."
"Not even a-"
"No."
"How about a-"
"No."
Puck furrowed his eyebrows, "But, I- Can you just help me sing a song, Anderson?"
Blaine perked up, "Another solo? Sure! Which one?" and Puck smiled wickedly.
As Kurt and Santana walked arm-in-arm to homeroom, complete in their winter-Cheerios uniforms, Kurt faced her and whispered, "San, you can't hide this for much longer..."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Santana continued in a hushed tone.
"San... You're fucking pregnant. You can't just ignore it! Someone will find out!" Kurt crossed his arms over his chest.
Santana flinched and glanced around, "Listen here, Boy George, I'm gonna do whatever the hell I want. Sure we had a few heart-to-hearts while rehearsing, but that's because youz were Bernardo and Iz was Anita."
Kurt frowned, "Santana, can't you use proper grammar?"
Santana glared, "I won't tell anyone till I'm ready, Hummel." And with that, she stalked off.
Kurt opened his locker where Blaine also kept his stuff and noticed a string of messages that Blaine had shared with Sebastian of all people.
From Sebastian: Hey, foxy.
From me: Hey, 'Bastian.
From Sebastian: How have you been, babe?
From me: Fine, I guess. Kurt's seemed a little distant, though.
From Sebastian: Hmm... Maybe it has something to do with Sam?
From me: Sebastian, Kurt isn't cheating.
From Sebastian: Fine, fine. Maybe he just needs some time on his own?
From me: Huh... Maybe. I have been a bit touchy-feely, lately...
From Sebastian: Problem solved. So how about you and I go get some coffee after school, again?
From me: Sounds good.
From Sebastian: So what are you going to tell Kurt?
From me: I don't know... He isn't really fond of you yet...
From Sebastian: Anyways, when should I pick you up?
That was the newest message from 6 minutes ago, and the previous from when Kurt was in the shower. Kurt's blood went cold: Meeting for coffee, again?
What the hell?
And Blaine had told Kurt that he was going to go hang out with Thad...
Kurt felt an overwhelming sense of hypocritical dread, but forced a smile after tucking the phone back where it used to be as Blaine came over, smiling, "Hey, love!" He kissed Kurt's cheek and Kurt suddenly felt empty. Was Blaine cheating? No. No, he couldn't be. Just no.
As they walked to Glee together, that conversation just repeated through his head.
As Blaine, Mike and Puck danced wildly to Van Halen's 'Hot For Teacher', Kurt grinned at Blaine's 'gangsta' faces and swayed along.
"Wow, Puck! Guys, spectacular work! What a way to start off this week! You guys didn't even need an assignment to work on this- you just did it!" Mr. Schue shouted excitedly as he clapped them all on their backs.
"Mr. Schuester." Rachel whinged as Kurt glared at her and Blaine patted his knee causing Kurt to gaze at Blaine, pained, "While the performance was excellent, particularly the drumming, don't you think that the subject matter is a little inappropriate?"
"Well, that depends," Mr. Schuester suddenly looked serious, "On what Puck's intent was when he chose this song."
Puck's gaze suddenly had a faraway look and Blaine felt like panicking as Puck stared at Shelby outside the window, but was relieved when Puck spoke, "I guess I just dig Van Halen."
Mr. Schue looked convinced, but Quinn however did not, "Alright, rock on!" Everyone clapped as Finn shot Blaine a scared look, implying to Blaine that Puck had also told Finn about his infatuation with their new Geometry teacher.
"So, do you wanna come home and watch Wicked, with me, tonight?" Kurt asked Blaine hopefully.
Blaine's eyes widened and he looked strangled for a moment before he responded, "I, uh, I'm going to visit Nick and Jeff and them, today."
Well, two can play at this game. Kurt thought, dialing a number he wouldn't gave called given any other circumstance.
As the two boys walked along the pathway of the local park silently, Sam turned to Kurt, "Kurt, do you... Do you regret what happened between us, last week?"
Kurt thought for a moment as they walked through the poorly illuminated park, "I do." It was nearly seven o' clock and they had just met up after Blaine had gone to wherever he had gone.
"Then why did you want to talk to me?" Sam looked heartbroken, yet again.
"Your boyfriend." Kurt stated as they kept moving, "Is cheating on you."
"With Blaine?" Sam offered and Kurt spun around to face him.
"Blaine is not cheating on me with Sebastian, Sam! He can't be. He loves me and I love him. I'm just stating that your boyfriend's a whore. And frankly, so are you for kissing me, last week."
Sam looked offended, "Last I checked, you kissed me back!"
Kurt looked away, "I was just hurt and vulnerable, Sam. I'm marrying Blaine. You have to just get over me."
"What if I can't? What if you're the one?" Sam looked brokenhearted and hopeful at the same time.
"I'm not, Sam. We broke up, both times, for a reason. Blaine's my world. I want to try and be friends with you, because our boyfriends are friends. Just... don't screw it up, okay? Because I don't want to hurt you any more than I already have, Sam."
"Just... Why him, Kurt? He's short, he's annoying, he gets way too many solos, he's so freaking polite and boring, and-"
"Get to the point?" Kurt gritted out, "I love him the way he is."
Sam exhaled as they both felt a chill from the weather, "Just... He and I are so different, Kurt. You said you loved me, but you left me for someone nothing like me."
"I didn't leave you for him, Sam. Last I checked, Blay and I actually started dating a few weeks after you dumped me-"
"For cheating with him!" Sam exclaimed, "Which is by the way, the same thing you did to him!"
Kurt rubbed his temple, "Sam, I'm going to tell him, okay? Just... not yet."
"Why not?" Sam asked, confused.
"Because... There's too much going on, Sam. Blaine and I are going to elope in a month-"
"A MONTH?" Sam looked horrified, "What the hell, Kurt?"
"It's our choice. We're both eighteen, Sam." Kurt snapped, "Anyways, that combined with Santana being pregnant-"
"WHAT? SHE'S PREGNANT?" Sam screamed, drawing some looks from an old couple nearby.
"You didn't know?" Kurt gasped, "I thought you were friends!"
"Nobody else knows I'm here!" Sam countered in return, "I planned to tell them following their impending Sectionals win!"
"Oh my God, please don't tell anyone!" Kurt pleaded.
"About what?" Sam raised an eyebrow.
"Everything. Just... please, Sam. Do it for me. If you really loved me, you'd let me be happy. So please back off."
Sam looked defeated, "Okay, Kurt... But I really want to be your friend, at least. Tell Santana to call me if she ever needs any guidance or anything."
"Okay. I'm going to go home, now." Kurt stated, pulling his scarf closer to his neck as he got into the car and drove home, both relieved and worried that Blaine hadn't come home, yet. He exhaled softly as Blaine soon parked his car 10 minutes later, holding sheet music and humming a song.
After Sue's offensive commercial regarding Burt, Kurt stormed to her office, "MY DAD HAS A BABOON HEART?" He screamed at her as he closed the door and Blaine who was outside looked shocked. Kurt had practically been either ignoring him or mumbling about how much he loved him all morning, so when Kurt slammed the door shut and clearly began screaming, Blaine could tell he was upset about the slander that was on TV the day before.
Blaine swore that he saw Sue flinch as Kurt continued ranting at her and left the office dejected.
'Guys. Auditorium. - Mr. Schue' was a quickly written note on their choir room door.
After singing an amazing rendition of 'You and I/ You and I', Shelby and Mr. Schuester explained to the Glee Club that they were going to divide the New Directions into two to have what they called a 'Mash-Off'.
Kurt, Santana, Brittany, Tina, Sugar, Mike and Rachel were paired together, whereas Blaine, Puck, Rory, Finn, Quinn and Artie were grouped together.
The groups both shook hands and Blaine winked at Kurt, mouthing 'Good luck' to Kurt, but received a sad and longing stare in return, appearing tortured.
"This could be deadly- You know, facing our foes dead-on, without adult supervision." Rachel ranted as Kurt promptly ignored her, "So, uh, you know that our NYADA applications are due next week. I-I only need that one more letter of recommendation. I wrote to Patti on her website, but she hasn't written back, yet, so..."
"Why are you talking to me, Rachel?" Kurt asked in a monotone voice.
"I R-Really- I really miss you, Kurt. And I'm just- I really just want to be your friend, again."
"Well, maybe you should have thought of that before you walked all over me in you borderline-sociopathic climb to the top. Listen, Rachel- I have no chance of getting into NYADA. You ruined my last chances."
Rachel looked both pitiful and horrified, "But K-Kurt, you have-"
"What, Rachel? A secondary character in a school play? Part of the Glee club, where everyone was accepted? Despite my unrealistically big dreams of getting into NYADA, I'm not going, Rach. I've already handed my application to NYU in for Fashion. I was personally called on how 'impressive' my resume was regarding French and previous projects. I'm also in the design club. But you wouldn't know that, would you, Rach?" Kurt spat before taking off and stretching, leaving Rachel slack-jawed and teary-eyed.
"-I've never heard of this came of dodge-ball, before. What're the rules?" Rory asked Santana.
"Don't. Die." Puck answered once Santana rolled her eyebrows and took Kurt's hand, leading him away from 'the current competition' as Rachel put it.
Santana sung the opening lines to 'Hit me with Your Best Shot/ One Way or Another' as both groups started pounding the others with balls.
Kurt recoiled back as he, Brittany, Santana, Finn, Blaine and Quinn were the last ones standing. As he saw Finn trip and hit Blaine in the face with his dodge-ball, Kurt yelled, "FINN!" So that Finn's head snapped to him as Kurt threw the ball at Finn's nuts, hitting a bulls-eye.
Blaine let out a bark of laughter as that happened but it faded as Quinn smacked Kurt with a ball and Santana and herself were the last ones on the field.
Kurt ran to Blaine, ignoring the aching in the back of his head, "-My God, Blay, are you okay?"
"Me? You're the one who got a concussion! Are you okay?" Blaine asked dubiously and Kurt nodded, holding a pack of ice to Blaine's darkening eye lovingly. Cheers rang out as Santana took Quinn down.
"A- Kurt!" Santana shrieked, clutching her stomach and running out of the room, Kurt following quickly afterwards.
Santana was pale as she barfed into the toilets and Kurt rubbed her back, "Baby's. Not. Happy." Santana mumbled in between wretches.
Kurt turned around and he saw Quinn with an unreadable look on her face. She knew.
"Santana..." Quinn mumbled as Santana spun around, looking horrified, "B-Bad sushi."
Quinn looked pitiful, "I know, San. I went through the same thing."
"J-Just, how did you handle it?" Santana started blubbering as Quinn hugged her.
"I don't know, hon. I just did." Quinn replied in a smooth voice.
"And I got h-hit in the stomach with a b-ball, and holy sweet hell, is the baby alright?"
Quinn's eyes widened as she gestured for Kurt to leave.
"So, Group 1 with Shelby and Group 2 with me!" Mr. Schue announced as Shelby led her group into their groups.
After someone suggested an Adele mash-up, everyone agreed and Group 2 announced that their number was ready.
As Finn sung, Kurt swayed, causing Santana to elbow him. As Finn and Quinn sung together, even Santana cracked a smile as they clapped.
Kurt decided that he loved it when Blaine was high on redvines the day of speeches. They giggled and laughed until Kurt practically forgot about everything with Sam. Everything that happened only mattered now, right? Kurt's legs were draped over Blaine's lap as he pinned about 10 'Vote for Hummel/Pierce' badges onto Blaine's shirt.
After 'Rick the Stick Nelson' made his speech, Kurt could only roll his eyes as he shared an Eskimo's kiss with Blaine. After their Senior Year had started, they had just decided to screw what everyone else thought and to live their lives, regardless of what others thought.
"Hello, I'm Kurt Hummel-"
"And I'm Brittany Pierce-" Brittany smiled as she held Kurt's hand.
Kurt grinned at her as she wore his unicorn hat, "Over the past few weeks, I've been trying to help deal with the real issue we have at hand: Obesity. Even though most of my opponents have tried to slander me using hateful words, I refuse to be bullied." Kurt looked up to see Brittany tearing up beside him and Blaine giving him his hopeless-puppy-dog face while nodding. Could he get any more perfect? Kurt thought.
"In fact, I refuse to let anyone be bullied. Today, I've witnessed my loving fiancé get a black eye because of dodge-ball. I've seen one of my best friends run to the bathroom from stomach cramps because she was hit by a dodge-ball. I would like to ban dodge-ball throughout our school to send the message that violence isn't okay. I will also reinstate a new generation of several Bully-Whips to help prevent people from getting locked in port-o-potties, thrown in dumpsters and get bullied. So please, vote for Hummel for president and-"
"Pierce for vice-president." Brittany stated, "We're also choosing to ban tornadoes from McKinley, keeping your homes and families safe," Kurt glanced at her skeptically. She then added, "I also pledge to go topless on Tuesdays."
The whole gym errupted in cheers as Brittany kissed Kurt's cheek and led him back to the stand as he saw Burt smiling softly and shaking his head.
"You were amazing." Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear as he walked past.
Kurt didn't bother listening to Rachel's speech until she withdrew her candidacy.
"-I urge you all to vote for Kurt Hummel. He's the only one who hasn't gone negative and he's the one who deserves to be your president. Vote Hummel, McKinley. Vote for Kurt." Rachel announced as she spotted Kurt smiling at her proudly, as well as Finn and Blaine who were surprisingly sitting together and cheering their significant others on.
"Thanks Rachel." Kurt whispered to her as he engulfed her in a hug, "You're my sister, and I'm sorry I've been a bitch."
Rachel grinned as he lifted her off the ground and spun her around.
"Oh God." Kurt spit out his felafel as he and Blaine watched a re-run of a slander of Sue's campaign.
"Sue Sylvester wants to represent Ohio. She says that she shares your values. If that's true, boy do we have some questions. If you care about values, why did you promote a lesbian student to head cheerleader? What are you hiding, Sue? Here's another question: Why don't you have a husband, Sue? Something you're not telling us? So many questions." Pictures of Santana floated across the TV.
Kurt gasped as another candidates speech came on, Blaine's fork clattered onto his plate, Finn chocked on his food, Carole gasped and Burt dropped his beer.
"Sue Sylvester says that she's a better candidate to represent Ohio than me." A southern voice stated as pictures slid across the screen, "But is she really? We decided to do some digging, so judge for yourself. After searching through Sue's Head-Cheerleader, Santana Lopez's trash-cans, we discovered something. She's pregnant. These things happen, right? Then why, only two years ago, did her former head Cheerleader, Quinn Fabray get pregnant? Vote for Sylvester, and you will encourage your baby children to have teenage pregnancies."
Kurt attempted to dial Santana, but after she finally answered, it appeared that she wasn't aware that she had answered and she and Brittany - the perfect couple - were having a screaming-match, ending with Santana obviously packing some things and leaving her phone with Brittany who soon broke into heart-wrenching sobs.
Kurt hung up and shook his head, "Go to Brittany, Blay. She needs you."
"But you're her dolphin." Blaine looked torn.
"And you're mine. She needs you, now, and Santana needs me. Bye, sweetheart." Kurt kissed Blaine passionately as Blaine left the house after packing a few clothes and bathroom supplies before taking Kurt's car.
The doorbell rung after Kurt made a call and a drenched Santana carrying a duffel bag, complete in her white, long nightgown wrapped Kurt in a hug, sobbing uncontrollably, "I-I had a f-fight with Brittany. A-And my p-parents kicked me out. I'm sorry, I can just-"
"Wait." Kurt took a hold of the desperate girl and his eyes softened, "Stay with me, Sanny. Please?"
Dum Dum Dum! :D What will happen regarding Santana's pregnancy? The love rectangle with Klaine and Sebam? Please review, lovelies! :D Peace Out!
P.S. Reviewers whom I spoiled things to: I may or may not have lied to all of you about what happens, later on. *Winks* Toodaloo ;)
P.P.S. Next chapter, Santana's going to take Kurt to an ultrasound! :D
P.P.P.S. I'm saving the Rumour Has It/ Someone Like You mash-up for 'I Kissed A Girl'! :D