Question 24: How do you feel about your relationship with your mother?
"You have a swimming pool?"
Blaine scratched his neck a little uncomfortable at Kurt's astonishment:
"I mean, my parents have."
Kurt smirked while passing his arms around Blaine's neck:
"So, beyond everything, you are also loaded with money?"
"Does this change anything?"
"Of course not."
Kurt was approaching to kiss him, but he stopped his boyfriend:
"We are at my parents' house now. They are not so fond of PDAs."
Kurt unwrapped his arms from Blaine's neck and raised his hands in a position of surrender. Blaine immediately missed the other boy arms and was scared he might have hurt his boyfriend in some way. He took Kurt's hands in his just in time to see his mother exiting alone from the Anderson manor.
"Blaine, sweetheart."
He let go of Kurt's hand to hug his mother. She then turned to the other boy:
"You must be Kurt. I've been hearing about you since B found his new apartment in New York."
Kurt smiled that charming smile of his while extending his hand to Pam:
"I hope they are all good things, Mrs. Anderson."
She smiled and opened her arms for a hug causing Blaine's chin to drop:
"Call me Pam. Anyone who can make my baby grin like he's doing right now is a good person in my book."
Kurt hugged her and smiled at Blaine from within the embrace. He mouthed "I like her" to him and Blaine felt like a ton of weight had been removed from his shoulders.
"Mom, where's dad?"
She made a face like she was uncomfortable with something for a second and then put her smile on like before:
"Oh, you know your dad… Another emergency meeting and he flew to Chicago yesterday."
"Oh, that's a shame."
And Kurt really seemed to be upset by the news. Blaine was even more relieved; he knew the Anderson senior wouldn't be pulling his boyfriend for a hug anytime soon.
A bell rang from inside the house. Pam pointed in that direction:
"That's Lulu calling us for lemonade. Let's go boys."
Kurt whispered in his ear:
"Who's Lulu?"
Blaine could feel his cheeks burning as he answered:
"The maid."
"Ooh, fancy."
Kurt was about to kiss his cheek but stopped himself midway. Blaine wanted to throw precaution to the wind and kiss his boyfriend full on the mouth in the middle of the hall just like they had done in the Hudmels'. However, there was too much at stake, that weekend had to be perfect.
They sat around a round table at the winter garden where three tall glasses of lemonade already waited for them. Pam sat down with her legs crossed and all the glamour Blaine associated with his mother. She smiled quite genuinely and looked Kurt in the eye:
"So tell me, young man, Blaine tells me you are writing a play. What's it about?"
Kurt's hand flew towards Blaine's but made a curve and ended up scratching his own ear:
"It's about a gay boy growing up in Ohio. It's a musical and your son is writing the songs."
Pam turned her attention to her son and touched his knee:
"You never told me you write your own songs, baby."
"I… I never showed my songs to anyone before Kurt."
She rubbed Blaine's knee while extending her other hand for Kurt to take:
"So, we own to this gentleman here that my B is going to a star sooner than we thought?"
Kurt smiled from behind the rim of his glass:
"He's already a star, Pam. I'm just taking the clouds out of the way for him to shine."
Blaine really blushed this time and had the courage to take Kurt's hand next to him:
"Kurt's really the star of the show. His writing is amazing."
Pam licked her bottom lip:
"It's settled then, I must be on the front row on opening night!"
"It will be my pleasure. I'll send the invitations as soon as they're ready."
Kurt gave a light squeeze to Blaine's hand in his. Pam excused herself for a moment and Kurt approached Blaine to say in a low tune:
"Why you never told me your mother is so lovely?"
"Because she's not usually like this. She was never like this with… my previous boyfriend."
Kurt turned his bitchy mode on and commented a little too loud for Blaine's taste:
"Maybe because he's a rat who deserves to be in jail."
They heard the click of Pam's high heels on the floor while she asked:
"Who deserved to be in jail, dear?"
Blaine pleaded with his eyes, but Kurt ignored him and spoke anyway:
"That bastard Sebastian."
"Oh, so you've met the beast?"
Blaine was even more dumbfounded; his mother speaking in those terms about someone? Was it all just because his father wasn't around?
"Thank Goodness I've never met the meerkat face. Just for the things Blee tells me he did, I want to punch his right in the face."
Blaine interrupted the conversation:
"You didn't like Sebastian, mom?"
"Surely not! After all he did to you, honey? Even before New York I was suspicious of him. A mother knows…"
He got quiet for a while digesting all that had been happening in the last half-hour between Kurt and his mother. They kept talking like old friends and he only caught the last phrase of the conversation:
"Sure, honey; go change yourself."
Blaine blinked a few times. Kurt smiled at him before getting up:
"I'm going to the pool."
"I never knew you liked to swim that much."
Kurt bit his lip:
"I won't; I'll just take this lemonade and be fabulous in the sun."
Blaine was still a little confused:
"But it's not even that hot?"
Kurt gave him a knowing look:
"Better for my fair skin."
When Kurt left the room, Pam turned to Blaine pointing the way the boy had just left:
"That's the one for you."
Blaine grinned:
"I'm glad you think like this because I'm proposing to him. I've already asked his father."