AN: hey ! hope you like this chapter !! enjoy the happiness while it lasts...
it had been a week since the party... and the faberry break up. kurt sighed at the memory, he wished he hadn't said anything.
pulling open the front door to his apartment, kurt shouted, "quinn!? quinn!? we gotta talk!" he ran around the apartment 'til he saw quinn sat on his bed smiling innocently. "hey kurtieee!" she slurred, grinning. kurts face stayed stern. "did you kiss a girl named santana!?" quinn nodded. "she was pretty." she smiled at the thought of the other girl's face. "and it didn't come apparent to you that your girlfriend could be upset about this!?" quinn shook her head, "rachie was mad." she looked down and her crossed legs. "of course she was mad q! you just cheated on her!" kurt cried, he just didn't know that rachel was around the corner. "...quinn...?" she said timidly, peeking around the door. kurt winced, "i'll let you two talk-" he didn't know what happened from there; all he could hear was screaming, 'how could you do this to me!?' 'relax! it was just a kiss!' he probably would've been more upset if he wasn't on a high from his night with blaine.
kurt was sat at his desk in vogues office, he was doing some researching in attempts to find blaine's number, or at least his next gig. 'upcoming music sensation blaine anderson! ' he clicked the link which took him onto a brightly coloured page. 'contact information' aha! he thought and clicked the link. he shut his eyes, hoping that this would bring him back to the other boy. phone number, phone number, phone number... he scanned the page with his eyes. 'email- ' nope, 'twitter- blainesings' good to know, 'book a gig! call us! 07928 659737 (not a number of a human i know don't try call it)' bingo! kurt punched the numbers into his phone and let it ring. "hello. this is blaine's assistant, what can i do for you?" he smiled, "hi, i was looking to talk to blaine or his friend santana-" "santana lopez at your assistance, who's calling?" "hi santana, i don't know if you remember me. i'm kurt hummel from the club last week?" "kurt, kurt kurt, oh! porcelain?" kurt chuckled, "yep!" "hey porcelain! let me guess, you want blaines number because you haven't been able to stop thinking about him." kurt flushed red, "no-" santana interrupted him, "damn that's a shame because anderson has not been able to stop talking about how much he regrets not getting yours." "okay, yes, fine. i want blaine's number-" "got a pen and paper?" "no... i have a smartphone...?" "don't take that tone with me hummel. i'll just text you his number over, please don't keep calling this line to talk to him though. BLAINE!" he heard a muffled conversation over the other side of the phone as he put blaine's number in his contacts. "he'll call you." kurt grinned, "thank you santana." "de nada." she hung up as he got another call incoming. "hi," he said. "hey kurt! i've been beating myself up all week for not getting your number!" kurt chuckled. "i've been doing the exact same thing! so how are you?" kurt shut the door to his office and closed his blinds. "i've been good! business is booming so that's good for me." blaine chuckled, "how've you been?" kurt smiled, "i'm okay, quinn and rachel broke up so i'm living with the tension of those two." "yikes, how bad was it?" "have you ever seen harry potter?" "duh!" "it was like the voldemort and harry battle but times a million-" "damn-" kurt nodded, "mhm." "blaine! stop talking to your boyfriend and come help me!" santana cried from a distance. "SHUSH TANA!" kurt could feel blaine blushing from the other side of the phone, "do you maybe wanna, grab coffee sometime?" "of course! i'd love that!" kurt grinned, "awesome! tomorrow at 3?" he could hear blaine doing some rustling, most likely checking his schedule. "does 3:30 work? i have a meeting at 2:30 so it should be done by around 3:20?" "that works for me!" kurt knew he had work at 3:30 but he also knew isabelle would allow him to have the afternoon off. "great kurt, i'll see you then." "bye blaine." "bye!" the phone call ended with a long 'beep'. kurt grinned to himself, this is gonna awesome.