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Jasmine sat on Santana's bed.
"You look great, stop stressing." Santana said grinning and picking up her clutch bag.
"I'm still not sure this is a good idea."
"Nate said you used to go out all the time."
"Yeh I did when I was 17 and the drinking age was 18." She stood up and pulled her dress down.
"Well he's got our ID, he'll be here in a minute then we can go out and have a good time." Jasmine smiled and there was a knock at the door. "Come on lets go." They walked down the stairs and Santana opened the door to a grinning Nate.
"Good evening Ladies, you both look stunning, we will have the pick of the kisser's this fine evening!" Jasmine cocked her eyebrow.
"If anything you've got more ridiculous since I last saw you!"
"Or you've got more serious." She laughed and rolled her eyes. "Santana there you go , Jasmine there you go." He handed them both very real looking fake ID's
"This is mint." Santana smiled, "Let's go party." She laughed and they headed out down the steps and into Nate's car.
"Why are we going over to Westerville?"
"Best clubs." Nate said.
"Sure."
"Alright so best we don't stick near anyplace McKinley teachers go." He said.
"Talking of McKinley, how'd your induction go?"
"Induction?" Santana asked confused.
"Yeh, I'm 18 but never been to college so, I could go to McKinley do a few exams so they can see how clever or not I am, I was always educated on base schools so I'm only a few merits off my high school graduation grade!"
"Your coming to McKinley?" Santana said grinning.
"If they'll have me, if not I'm going to Dalton."
"No way, you have to come to McKinley!" Jasmine said seriously, "You let loose in Dalton would be a disaster."
"I resent that."
"It's still true."
"And anyway you want to be at McKinley that way you can bring some class to glee club." Santana piped up.
"that's debatable as well."
"Hey what is this pick on Nate day?"
"No, I'm just trying to deflate your ego a little." Jasmine said happily as he parked the car.
"Thanks for that JJ, I appreciate it."
"Glad to hear it." they got out the car and walked down the street. "This could end in disaster you know." "When did you become such a kill joy?"
"Since I realised what I was doing was dangerous."
"Yeh, when you were all suicidal you're not now you have Des now."
"Wes, Nate you muppet and I was never suicidal." She hissed. Nate looked at her.
"Sure you weren't."
"Shut up." She hissed again. They pretty much walked in to the first bar with loud music and lots of people spilling in and out the doors.
"I'll get the first round in ladies you get out on the dance floor and find us some hotties!" Nate went off to the bar, Jasmine grabbed Santana's hand and they made their way onto the dance floor. It wasn't long till Nate pulled them to a table in the corner where he had a shots lined up for all of them.
"Nate this isn't..."
"Shut up and drink, I know how much you can take and this isn't going to touch you so drink up." She glared and shot the three shots in front of her, to a few impressed looked from for people around. Santana looked at her.
"What? You guys want to go out and drink lets fucking drink." She stole one of Nate's shots.
"That's my girl!" he yelled. She laughed and turned to the room.
"Right San, - one hour – how many kisses and numbers can you get? Any gender you like. Nate keep 'em coming." She grinned pushed money into his pocket.
"And she's back." He laughed.
"Oh I never really left." She grinned and walked back out onto the dance floor, it wasn't long till she was dancing with the fourth guy of the night.
"JAY!" Nate yelled handing her yet another drink.
"Hey Nate, this...this is Mel. Mel this is Nate.
"Hi there." the very pretty blonde kept a hold on Jasmines waist.
"Jay, San wants you."
"You don't really have to go do you?" Mel asked with a sexy smile.
"I'll take her place." Nate grinned and the woman shrugged letting go of Jay.
"Nice to meet you." She pressed a scrap of paper into Jasmines hand.
"Very nice." Jay smiled before walking away to find Santana.
"Jasmine?" She turned and looked at the boy it took a little while for her brain to catch up.
"Thad...THAD." she hugged him laughing. He was a little taken a back.
"What are you doing here?"
"We are...well now me I don't know where the others went but I am partying, what are you doing here?"
"I'm standing in for my brothers band their bassist was sick so I've stepped in."
"That's awesome, you just finished that music was great."
"Yeh JJ who are you here with?" he asked concerned.
"Santana and Nate."
"Right...Right and how much have you had to drink."
"A lot but I feel great, are you staying out? You should, come on I'll get you a drink." She took his hand and headed to the bar. Thad grinned maybe he could stay a bit, Wes had had a right go when he'd said he was going out using someone else's ID to get in a bar.
"How'd you get in?" he asked as she leant on the bar. She grinned and handed him a perfect drivers licence. "Awesome." She took it back and their drinks arrived.
"Drink up."
"Cheers." He chinked his beer with her glass and she laughed and pulled him over to the table where Santana was now sat with a group of people.
"Jay, this is Jay she's beautiful isn't she? And the best kisser." Thad's eyebrows raised slightly and it hit him, did Wes know Jazz was out? Did Kurt or Blaine because this wasn't the sort of thing they approved of, it was one thing at a private party but out of a night.
"Jazz, who knows your here?"
"No one, why would they need to know? Who would need to know?" She asked, her movements showing she was definitely leaning towards the completely hammered. He watched one of the guys around the table pulled her onto his lap. She giggled. This wasn't good.
"Jasmine we should go." She looked at him wide eyed she smiled flirtatiously.
"Where do you want to go Thad?" She whispered into his ear.
"Back to Dalton, come on come with me." He took her hand and tried to get her out of the guys grasp.
"Oh come on don't go, I'll buy you another drink sweetheart. We're having fun right?" He pulled Jasmines hair away from her neck and kissed it softly. "Stay a little longer." He purred. She smiled and got up off his lap.
"Maybe next time." she grinned. The guy smiled and handed her a card.
"Call me, if you get bored of high school boys."
"She's underage too." Thad bit out.
"To drink." The guy leered, Thad grimaced.
"She has a boyfriend, stay away from her." Thad growled.
"Yeh sure, her choice." He stood up, "Ditch the loser and I'll show you a really good time." he grinned at her before heading over to the bar ordering and leaning back on it to watch her. Thad caught her arm as she stepped forward.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Having a good time." she shouted grinning over the music. "Come on come dance." She grabbed his hands and pulled him towards the dance floor. This wasn't a good idea Thad thought as he was lead to the dance floor. The guy was back again.
"I got you two drinks." He handed them to them, "Have a good night." He left again. Jasmine was dancing and Thad felt the best thing to do was to just enjoy having some fun. Soon he was having a great time and yet more time had slipped past them. He didn't notice how late it had gotten till he'd stepped outside for some air and his phone went off, he noticed the list of missed calls before answering.
"Where the hell are you?" David's voice jumped down the phone.
"I'm at Monty's." He said happily.
"Still?"
"Yeh, Jasmine and Santana and that Nate guy are here they made me stay it's so much fun, everyone's buying us drinks and oh the music is great, I can see why people do this." He heard a mumble of voices on the phone.
"Thad it's Wes, is Jazz there?"
"She's inside."
"Who is with her Thad? Who?"
"I dunno, she was at the bar."
"Shit. Someone call Blaine he's at home tonight I think he's closest. Thad I need you to go back in there and stop her drinking."
"Why we're having fun, she safe enough."
"No Thad you don't understand, it's the 10th alright just please go in and dance with her keep her with you." Just then Thad saw Jasmine walk out the club with the creep from earlier.
"Oh JAZZ." He yelled and she looked over, the guy tightened his arm around her waist. "JJ it's your Wesley." He grinned and held out the phone.
"Oh hey Wes." She extracted herself from the guy's arms. There was a muttering of 'has someone got hold of Blaine yet?' then.
"Jazz, Jazz baby, how are you?"
"I'm great you should come out Wes, we're having so much fun you should come out."
"Jazz I need you to stay where you are."
"I...It's starting to rain Wes, Thad lets go back inside." She reached for Thad's hand and stepped towards the club. Leaving the guys she'd been with before a lot let down and a little angry. "I got to go Wes, come out and drink with us. Love you."
"No Jazz don't..."
"No Jazz don't..." the line went dead. "FUCK." Wes shouted loudly. "Has anyone got hold of Blaine yet?" he called out desperately calling Jasmine again. How had they been so stupid, of course if she wasn't with Kurt and Blaine or with him she'd been hanging out with Santana how could they have been so stupid as to just assume they we're having sleepovers?
"I've got him." Jeff ran to Wes thrusting his phone into his hand.
"Blaine!"
"Wes...do you have any idea what time it is?" Blaine asked blearily.
"Yes I do but we have a problem, Jasmine is out with Santana and Nate, and now Thad has joined them, I can't get off campus at this time and they are in a bar about 3 miles from you."
"Shit, why are they out?"
"I don't know, I don't know whose idea it was, I just no it's the 10th now."
"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit." Blaine was already up moving around his room trying to find some jeans to pull on and find a shirt.
"Blaine you have to go get her."
"Yeh I'd worked that bit out." He snapped "How the hell didn't I predict this?" he grabbed his keys so grateful his parents were always away and ran down the stairs to pull his shoes on.
"You couldn't."
"You know what's going to happen if I don't get there in time." it wasn't a question.
"She'll go home with someone else, she told me about doing it before after..."
"Did she tell you who she went home with?" Blaine asked.
"No." He was a little relieved.
"Right well, I'll get her Wes."
"It's not her fault, I'm sure it wouldn't have been her idea, we've talked." He sounded hurt.
"I know Wes, it was probably Nate's idea. Look I'm going to be driving I'm not going to keep talking to you, I'll let you know when I've found her." He hung up and dived for his car, backing out the drive and putting his foot on the gas. How had he let this happen. It was going to be a hard time for Jazz, he'd known that, everyone was watching her, he brothers words reverberated in his head she's a little wild sometimes I guess she inherited it off Mom, I dunno and once she starts, she won't stop. Blaine put his foot down, it was 1.15am no one was around. She gets these ideas in her head that it should have been her. He pulled up outside the club and jumped out, so she may go out for a bit of fun but it gets out of hand. How had they been so stupid just because she looked fine on the outside didn't mean she was fine. He crossed the road to the entrance jogging in the rain and as he was about to go in Santana came out.
"Santana, where's Jasmine?"
"Hobbit, what the hell are you doing here! Come to have a good time, she's inside."
"Santana go home."
"Yeh yeh whatever." She grinned and leaned on the guy next to her. Blaine walked into the club, it was crowded, Thad was with them, he was tall he couldn't see him. He made his way to the bar.
"Hey," caught one of the bar tenders attention.
"you haven't happened to see a girl and 5"8 brown hair brown eyes – trying to kiss everyone have you?"
"Jasmine." He nodded.
"In the corner." He pointed.
"thanks." Blaine turned to see Thad moving out onto the dance floor with a couple of girls. Then there was Jasmine sat in the corner with a group of people. She looked alright but he really didn't like the look of the guy to her left. He made his way over.
"Blaine!" she grinned excitedly.
"Hey Jazz." She extracted herself from the guys much to their disgruntled expressions and hugged Blaine. "Time to go home Jay." He said softly. Her eyes widened.
"No, I'm having a good time." she said.
"Come on its late." He tried, he didn't want to stay here and he wasn't going to leave her.
"But I don't want to go home, why would I I'm having a great time." she turned back to the table; "We're having a great time right?" they all cheered in agreement.
"Yeh, I get that but come on please lets go." She looked at him confused. "Please Jazz."
"I..." she swayed and he caught her,
"Your exhausted." She shook her head, "Home come on."
"I don't want to go home, why would I? She's there." and Blaine understood the pictures, memories.
"You don't have to go home, you can stay with me tonight come on." He wrapped his arm around her waist and started to move her out of the club. They got out of the doors and it was still pouring it down and by the time they got to the car they we're soaked through. Blaine put Jazz in the front and ran round to the driver's side, throwing on the heat as he saw her shiver, it was cold out he grabbed his phone.
"Wes, I've got her. She's not too bad...no she wasn't. Sure she's staying with me...yes I will...see you." He hung up and looked at her. She was shaking from the rain, he lent in the back and grabbed a Jacket and wrapped it around her before driving off. She stared out the window. It wasn't long till he pulled up on his drive way. The rain had slowed and he got out, opening Jasmines door for her.
"Come on let's get you though a shower and into something warm." He was cheerily. She got out and followed him up to his house. Once they were in they went upstairs and he sorted out a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt for her before grabbing a towel and putting them in the bathroom for her.
"How about you shower and I'll go down stairs and make some toast?" he offered. She swayed slightly. "I think someone's had a little too much to drink." He teased and she giggled
"Me too." She giggled.
"Shower." She nodded and padded into his bathroom.
"This is very clean for a boys bathroom." she shouted and Blaine rolled his eyes.
"Yes, Thank you." He said sarcastically. He heard the shower start and the glass door close before heading downstairs, he threw a few slices of bread in the toaster, put the coffee machine on and then got a pint of water ready. It wasn't long till Jasmine came downstairs.
"Hey you, drink that and toast is about to pop!" he gestured to the water and she sat down a little unsteadily. He placed ad cup of coffee in front of her and refilled the water once she'd drunk it. "toast." He place it buttered in front of her.
"Thanks." She sipped her coffee.
"It's quite all right!" he said happily sitting down in front of her he saw the tears running down her face.
"I'm so sorry Blaine."
"Hey...Hey it's alright." He reached out across the table and took her hand.
"I just I wasn't thinking."
"Actually I think you were thinking a little too much."
"I just..."
"It's alright Jazz, you don't have to explain now."
"I didn't even want to go out and then Nate kept goading me and..."
"So you went out and drank...look it's alright."
"No it's not you've been pulled out of bed in the middle of the night, I could have...I could have..." she couldn't even finish the sentence and Blaine knew what she meant.
"But you didn't so it's all good."
"I miss her so much Blaine."
"I know."
"I just wish she was alive it would be so much easier even if we'd broken up, now I'll never know...I never know if we would have made it or if we'd have got married or had kid or gone to uni together...I just it was all snatched away. It's so unfair and now I'm being unfair on people who never knew her knew us."
"I'm Sorry Jazz, I can't even begin to know how you feel but I don't care I never knew you and Frankie as a couple, I know you and I hate seeing you like this, we all do."
"Oh god and Wes, he's going to be so upset what have I done?"
"He's not upset he's worried about you and you didn't do anything. So you're fine you got a bit drunk and danced with people." She sighed putting her head in her hands.
"Eat your toast." He said.
"Yes Dad." She teased biting into it Blaine chuckled.
"Look your already practically sober after a coffee and some food, so let's just talk about it in the morning alright?" she nodded. "Good. Do you want some more?" she shook her head. "I'll re-fill your water to put on your bed side." She finished the water and pushed the glass to him finishing her coffee and the bite of toast she had left. "Right come on, definitely time for bed." She followed him upstairs.
"Blaine?" She said in a very small voice. He turned to look at her, she looked so small even in his clothing.
"I don't think the spare rooms made up why don't you just stay in with me tonight, it's not like I'm going to jump you!" she smiled and they both laughed slightly.
"I'm offended." They laughed again.
"I'm just going to change." He grabbed some pyjamas from his dresser, "The right side of the bed is mine." He called and she climbed into the left. Blaine's bed was so soft she snuggled down into it and yawned.
"See your tired." He said coming out the bathroom and dumping his clothes in the hamper in the corner. She nodded. He climbed in next to her rolling to face her. "I hope you're not a duvet thief."
"I'm not, but I have cold feet!" she said sticking her head on Blaine's.
"Bloody hell, they are freezing! That was mean." She laughed. "I'll go get a pair of Sam's bed sock. Gosh that was mean." He reiterated jumping out of bed and running out the room. He returned seconds later throwing a pair of fluffy black socks at Jasmine. They bounced off her head before she caught them and put them on. "right now I'm safe from your poor circulation!" he climbed back in. "Good night Jazz."
"Night Blaine. Thank you."
"You're welcome."
It was warm...very warm and Jasmine wasn't sure why, she felt a little fuzzy and way to warm, she tried to move but felt something tighten around her waist. She put her hands there, there was something warm and strong but soft wrapped around her, she turned slightly to be met by a mess of black curly hair. Everything was very confusing. She poked it...it groaned...she poked it again, moved.
"Why are you poking me?" a low yet familiar voice mumbled.
"I'm not sure. It seemed like a good idea at the time." Jasmine tried to sit up.
"Stop moving."
"I'm too warm and I need a drink."
"There's one on the side." She turned and sure enough there was she reached for it and drunk it, oh that was better, she placed the empty glass down.
"Now go back to sleep." Blaine her head said.
"Blaine, its 10am."
"Fuck." he mumbled into his pillow. He let go of her waist and rolled over to check his phone. "Last time I woke it was 6am he groaned."
"why were you up at 6am?" she flopped back down most of what had happened last night coming back to her. She closed her eyes.
"You were whimpering in your sleep and you seemed scared, you wouldn't wake up so I hugged you too me and you stopped and sort of err...snuggled closer." She blushed.
"Sorry."
"It's alright."
"No really I'm sorry I should have told..."
"Everyone has bad dreams, I don't mind. So shut up alright." He said gently and she nodded. "Good. Now, Wes is coming over for 11am, Kurt is coming to and I'm about to contact the idiots you were to with last night."
"No don't they we're to know."
"Alright but I will be berating them at some point."
"Fine." Blaine picked up his phone and called Kurt.
"Hey Baby." Jasmine chuckled and he hit her playfully. "Yes we are awake. Could you bring coffee and food? I'll pay you back...Yes thank you I love you too." He hung up and stretched. "How do you feel?"
"Fine, embarrassed and a little stupid but fine." He smiled and ruffled her hair. They lay there in silence. "Thanks for letting me stay last night."
"I didn't mind."
"I know but thanks anyway." There was a knock on the bedroom door.
"Can we come in?" Kurt's voice called though the wood.
"Yes." Blaine said happily.
"You lazy things still in bed." Kurt tutted.
"We had a late night last night." Blaine said as Kurt settled on the end of the bed. Wes still stood in the doorway unsure.
"Come on in Wes, I'm sure Kurt bought you breakfast too." Wes came in avoiding eye contact with Jasmine.
"I'm really sorry Wes." She said looking at him pleadingly. "I'm so so sorry."
"It's alright." He said sitting and looking at her.
"No it's not...it's not I promise you I'll never do it again."
"Jazz it's fine, honestly it's your life." He wasn't being cruel he was being honest. "And I don't own you."
"I know but I'd have rather been with you last night than out." she said hanging her head. Wes took her hand and stroked his thumb across the back of it.
"Next time call me, or take me with you or anything I was just really scared something would happen to you." Their eyes caught and Jasmine felt like crying again.
"I will I promise." Wes nodded smiled and kissed her softly.
"Good." He and Kurt shifted on the bed and sat cross legged.
"Now can I be fed?" Blaine asked and they all laughed.
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