So...the glee movie was amazinggg! Darren in 3D is like a god...that one part when the camera zoomed in and he winked...I think I melted into a Darren induced puddle! And then Chris's song I Want to Hold Your Hand was phenonomal...ha. And then when Darren was singing silly love songs, and he was having everyone sing it he was like "oh yeah, this is beautiful!" Bakskcjemwo he's such a dork! But that's one if the reasons I love him
Ok...was that Darren i saw in Britney's song? And was he in safety dance too? Because if that was him - it was hard to tell...damnnnn, he can dance! *swoons* especially if he was in Slave 4 U, then he can dance like a sexy beast ;) ahahaa. I already knew he could dance, but still! (Edit: I realized that it wasn't him in either of those songs, but i figured you guys would still appreciate my reaction to me merely believing that it was him :p altho i did see a video on youtube of him in saftey dance during the dublin show. It seems like everything good happened during that one) And then during somebody to love, he busted out playing the air guitar :p ahahahaha But there was like 3 seconds of the Klaine skit in there :/ upsetting...I would have been happier with it if Blaine would have been in it more.. I'm going to see it again this week w/ my other friend who couldn't go last time, so I'm sure I'll have more to talk about it after that one too :p
Wonderful, wonderful. Anyway :p I really wish i could have gone to see the actual concert. I mean...ugh. The movie didn't even include Single Ladies...ugh. It still made my day tho :p in the theater there were 22 girls and 1 dude...ahhaa :p
Oh and i made varsity volleyball for anyone who's curious...i'm still debating whether i'm happy about that or not. yeah. But that's not nearly as important as the glee movie.
On with the update!
Kurt was walking towards the choir room to practice. He had gotten an application for a summer job at a hotel restaurant. The job required him to sing for hours and hours on end – the perfect job for him. He had his audition piece for the interview ready to go, but he needed to run it through a few more times before the interview on Saturday.
As he walked into the choir room, he heard someone playing the piano. Who's in there? he thought, It's not Warblers time, is it? Kurt went into panic mode for a minute before remembering that no, of course it wasn't the Warblers. They never used instruments.
He opened the doors and stood there for a minute, taking in the scene in front of him. His boyfriend, Blaine (like that wasn't already made obvious,) was sitting at the piano playing the keys fluidly and singing softly.
Blaine didn't notice Kurt right away – he just kept on singing. "But you gotta keep your head up, ooohh, and you can let your hair down, yeahh," Blaine's melodic voice softly filled the room.
Kurt leant against the door and gazed at this talented boyfriend. That song suited Blaine's voice nicely – almost like it was created for him to sing.
Blaine kept singing until the song was over. Kurt watched as he removed his hands from the keys and made a mark on his sheet music. He played a few chords and then abruptly stopped, finally noticing that Kurt was there.
"Oh," Blaine said. "Hi."
"Hello to you to," Kurt responded as he walked up to sit on the piano bench next to his boyfriend. "What're you doing here?"
Blaine glanced back at the sheet music for a moment before responding. "I have an audition slash interview for a job this afternoon," he told Kurt.
Kurt raised his eyebrows in surprise. "That's awesome," he said, "I've got one on Saturday."
"Really?" Blaine asked. "That's kind of…a really strange coincidence."
"Mhmm," Kurt agreed. "But what are the chances of it being at the same place?"
"Slim to none," Blaine replied. If they were at the same place, Kurt couldn't help but think that Blaine would automatically get the job – he just had a better stage presence than Kurt did.
Kurt nodded and gave Blaine a quick peck on the cheek. "Well, I kind of need to practice," he told Blaine, "So you can stay if you be quiet."
Blaine smiled sweetly at him, causing Kurt's heart to flutter a little. That smile always did something to him. "I think I'll just leave you to it," he told Kurt.
Kurt leaned up to give him a small, loving kiss. "I'll call you once I'm done, alright?"
Blaine nodded and left the room.
As Kurt got his music out, he realized that not once had either of them mentioned where it was their jobs were at.
"Hey!" Kurt called to Blaine the next day. He hadn't gotten a chance to ask Blaine about how the interview went. Blaine turned around and saw that Kurt was calling him. His face broke out in a smile as he extended his hand out for Kurt. "How'd the interview go?"
Blaine's hand was rubbing circles on the back of Kurt's as he led them outside. Classes were dismissed for the day, so they had the rest of the afternoon to themselves before they had to go to Warblers rehearsal. "It went pretty good, I thought," Blaine answered him. "They said they'll let me know once they've gone through the whole list."
Kurt nodded. "That's great," he responded, genuinely happy for Blaine.
They plopped down onto the grass and then lay on their backs, gazing at the clouds. Blaine propped up on one elbow to gaze at Kurt, who turned his head so that he could meet Blaine's eyes.
"If I do get the job, I won't let it come between us," Blaine told him seriously. "You're more important than any job."
Kurt blushed. Blaine was always saying sweet, loving, cheesy things like that and, frankly, Kurt couldn't get enough of it. "The same goes for me if I get my job," Kurt responded softly.
Kurt closed the distance between them, placing his hands around Blaine's neck to pull him closer. His lips met Blaine's, who moved them softly against Kurt's. Blaine's free hand came up to cup Kurt's cheek, caressing it gently.
This kiss was different than most – it was sweet and gentle, almost like they were showing each other how important they were to the other.
Kurt pulled away first, his cheeks blushing slightly. He collapsed back onto the grass before feeling Blaine's arm sneak under him and pull him closer.
"I love you," Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear.
Kurt tried to suppress his shiver as Blaine's breath hit the inside of his ear. "I love you, too," Kurt mumbled into the cook of Blaine's neck. "But you already knew that."
Blaine chuckled and buried his head into Kurt's hair.
Kurt spent the rest of the day practicing for his job interview. The nerves were finally starting to kick in. Kurt was never one to get nervous, so the fact that he was made him feel extremely unsettled.
Saturday morning, Kurt woke up earlier than he usually did. He was going to make the best impression on these people, whether it killed him in the process or not. He wasn't sure how long he spent getting ready in the bathroom, but he assumed it must have been a fair amount of time. His suspicions were confirmed when he heard Blaine let out his usual waking up yawn.
Kurt walked out of the bedroom to find his boyfriend sprawled out on his bed but away.
"Good morning," Kurt said cheerily.
"Ummagg," was the response Kurt got. Blaine had never been a morning person. Usually his alarm clock woke him up and he got up before Kurt, so Kurt never had the pleasure of experiencing Blaine in this state.
Kurt laughed and perched himself on the edge of Blaine's bed. Blaine groaned again and moved his head into Kurt's laugh. Kurt smiled down at him fondly and began idly stroking his bed-ridden curls.
"It's early," Blaine mumbled into Kurt's leg. "Why're you up so early?"
"I've got the interview at eight thirty, remember?" Kurt replied as he continued petting Blaine.
"Oh yeah," Blaine murmured. "I'm just gonna go back to sleep. Don't move, kay?"
Kurt laughed as Blaine let out a heavy sigh. "Blaine, you can't sleep on my lap all day."
"Why not?" Blaine whined, his eyes still closed. "'m sleepy."
"I've got to leave in fifteen minutes," Kurt told him.
Blaine lay there for a moment before groaning and sitting up. He let out a huge yawn before turning back to Kurt. "Can I come with you?"
"Are you going to be ready in time?" Kurt asked him, wondering how anyone could get ready in less than fifteen minutes.
"Yeah, yeah, I've got this," Blaine muttered as he rummaged through his dresser. "Just give me five minutes."
"Alright," Kurt responded.
Blaine stalked off into the bathroom, and, true to his word, he came out fully dressed and hair gelled five minutes later.
"Blaine," Kurt scoffed, "You're hair! Why'd you gel it?"
"We're going to a work environment," Blaine responded, seeming a little more awake. "I've got to look professional so I don't make a bad impression on them about you."
"I suppose," Kurt huffed, "But I like it better curly."
"This I know," Blaine retorted, pecking Kurt on the cheek. "Now let's go. You don't want to be late."
They drove in silence until Kurt pulled into the parking lot of the hotel. He sensed that Blaine had frozen slightly. Once he was parked, he turned to look at Blaine. "Are you okay?"
"Hmm? Oh, yeah, just…" He trailed off. "Never mind."
"Ohh-kay," Kurt said. He didn't know what was wrong with Blaine, but it would just have to wait till later. He didn't want anything distracting him today.
They walked into the hotel and Kurt paused outside of the room he was supposed to meet in. He was about to enter when Blaine tugged his hand. "I think it's best if I stay out here," he told Kurt.
Kurt nodded and sighed. "Too bad," he murmured, "You'd be good moral support."
Blaine let out a small smile. "I'll be right here when you're done." He leaned in to give Kurt a small, chaste kiss. Kurt blushed slightly. "That was for good luck."
Kurt blushed again before turning and walking into the room. A man and a woman were seated on one side of a desk, gazing at Kurt expectantly. "I'm assuming you're Kurt Hummel?" The woman said. Kurt nodded. "Take a seat," she instructed him, gesturing to the seat on the other side of the desk.
Kurt did as he was told, feeling the nerves settle into his stomach again.
"I'm Andrew Floyde, and this is Marcella Thompson," the man said, gesturing to the woman beside him.
Kurt nodded and gave them what he hoped were sweet smiles, extending his hand out to shake both of theirs. "It's wonderful to meet you both."
"Now, I'm assuming you have a piece prepared?" Ms. Thompson asked him. Kurt nodded again. "Would you like to sing it now, or at the end?"
"I'll sing it now," Kurt told them without any hesitation. He breezed through the song, silently thanking himself that he'd practiced so much.
"That was wonderful," Mr. Floyde said once he'd sat back down. "It was different than anything else we've seen all week. It was refreshing."
Kurt flushed and tried to resist the urge to preen. He wasn't sure if he'd succeeded or not, but he really didn't care at this point. He felt that he had a pretty good chance at landing this job.
The rest of the interview went by in a blur, the two interviewers just asking him basic questions – like where he went to school, what time he could be there.
"Well, Mr. Hummel," Andrew Floyde said as the interview drew to a close. "We'll let you know by tomorrow. You were our last interview, so we just have to decide between you and another young man."
Kurt nodded. "Thank you so much for even considering me," he responded gleefully. "I really should be going now. My boyfriend is waiting for me." Kurt mentally facepalmed himself. Why would he even mention his sexuality? He knew that it shouldn't affect his chances of getting a job, but you could never be too sure with people these days…
"Oh," Ms. Thompson said, interrupting his mental scolding, "So you're…" She seemed to hesitate, and Kurt could sense that she didn't want to say it and hurt his feelings.
"Yes," Kurt supplied for her, "I'm gay."
"Kurt, this won't affect what we think of you at all," she responded immediately. "In fact, we had another one like you earlier this week."
Kurt found that very interesting. He couldn't help but think about Blaine and his previous interview. But no – That would be too coincidental.
"Thank you," he responded, a wide smile on his face. "It was wonderful meeting you."
"It's our pleasure," Marcella Thompson responded, giving Kurt a sweet smile. "You're a superb young man."
Kurt was sure that he preened that time. "Not to sound nosy, but…" he trailed off for a moment. "Can you possibly tell me who the other person is? I'm just curious."
The two interviewers looked at each other before silently coming to an agreement. Marcella Thompson nodded slightly before ruffling the stacks of papers. "Ah, here he is," she said, pulling out a paper. "Oddly enough, he comes from the same school as you."
Kurt knew who it was – how could he not? But he still wanted to hear the name.
"Someone named Blaine Anderson," she went on. "Are you familiar with him?"
Oh, I'm very familiar with him, Kurt thought. Out loud, he said, "Yes…" He paused for a moment before deciding that he should just tell them. "He's my boyfriend."
The interviews eyes went wide. "That is…strangely coincidental."
"Yes," Kurt responded. "It is."
"And he's out there, you said?" Andrew Floyde glanced at Marcella Thompson, and they seemed to be communicating with each other. Andrew Floyde gave her a small nod.
"Yes," Kurt said hesitantly. He wasn't sure where this was going. "Would you like me to get him?"
"Please," the interviewer told him.
Kurt nodded and opened the door slowly. He glanced down the hallway. Blaine saw him and immediately began walking towards him. "Hey," he said, "How'd it go?"
Blaine grabbed his hands. "They want to see you," Kurt responded. "And you have a lot of explaining to do."
Blaine ducked his head sheepishly as Kurt dragged him into the room.
"Ah, Blaine," Marcella Floyde said. "It's wonderful to see you again."
"You as well," he responded.
"We gave it some thought, and we've decided to accept you both for the job."
There was a moment of silence, where both he and Blaine seemed to just be absorbing that bit of news. "Really?" Kurt asked, even though he knew it was probably the most unprofessional thing he could say.
But the interviewers just laughed. "Really. You two could split the performances, maybe do a few duets."
Before Kurt could say something else that would further embarrass him, Blaine intervened. "Thank you so much," he told them, "We couldn't be more grateful."
Marcella Thompson smiled at the two. "You start in two weeks," she told them. "Three days a week, starting at five. You can pick your days once all the scheduling gets going."
Kurt and Blaine nodded and thanked them some more before exiting the building. They didn't say anything all the way back to the car, just silently walking with their fingers intertwined.
"So," Kurt said once he began the drive back to Dalton. "Why didn't you tell me this was the same place? It does explain your reaction once you saw where I was headed."
Blaine shrugged. "I just wanted you to have a fair chance at it," he told Kurt, squeezing his hand a little tighter. "I knew that if I would have told you that it was the same job, you wouldn't have gone and would have just let me have the job."
Kurt nodded. "That is something I would do."
"I know," Blaine responded, placing a small kiss on each of Kurt's knuckles. "But I couldn't let you do that."
Kurt sighed and tried to calm his speeding heart down. He thought that he would have gotten used to Blaine's almost constant contact (Blaine was a very touchy-feely person) but even simple gestures such as handholding made his heart go wild. "Well, it worked out better than I would have thought," he said a few moments later.
"True," Blaine agreed. "And I get to spend it with you."
Kurt laughed. "That's kind of what I meant when I said it worked out better."
"I'm aware," Blaine replied, rubbing circles on Kurt's hand. Kurt stopped the car at a red light and turned to look at Blaine. Blaine's eyes were smoldering into Kurt's.
"…What?" Kurt asked him apprehensively.
"Nothing," Blaine responded softly. "I just love you, is all."
Kurt smiled and leaned until his mouth met Blaine's. Their lips moved together gently. However, Kurt pulled away far too soon, seeing as how they were stopped at a red light and it was due to change anytime soon. "I love you, too," he told Blaine.
Blaine just smiled sweetly at him, and they drove the rest of the way to Dalton in silence, their hands still tangled together.
Alright! There it is! Klaine gooeyness!
The brief song that Blaine was singing was Keep Your Head Up by Andy Grammar
Disclaimer: i don't own glee. But i wish i owned darren!
So i had a dream the other day that my friend got me the warblers for my birthday. Now no birthday presents will live up to that - they'll all be far less superior compared to my dream gift. (My birthdays not till october, but still)
Thank you all for all you WONDERFUL reviews. I"m already at like 240 or something like that, which makes me insanely happy!
REVIEW! Review's are wonderful and supermegafoxyawesomehot - just like Darren's smolder and wink in 3D!