A/N: So, I know this is a really, really late update but a lot of things got in the middle of my writing. Thank you to every favorites/alerts! You're absolutely great! I also dedicate this to Issa Anderson who gave me the last push to write this :3. I hope you like this.
He didn't put that much effort to convince his girlfriend. He felt guilty about it but in the state his mind was, he didn't think that bringing her would be the best option.
When he saw what Rachel was wearing, he knew he was right about the decision.
She was breathtaking, wearing a little black dress showing the soft and tanned skin of her back. Her legs seemed to be even longer than always in that short skirt and he could feel Quinn's gaze while he stared at Rachel like he was somehow hypnotized.
He could only hope that night wouldn't be too long.
"So? How do I look?" asked an excited Rachel. Blaine's brain thought a list of about 20 synonymous of beautiful and when Quinn answered her with a "Quite sexy my friend" he choked, his brain doing some sort of short-circuit at the words.
"Gorgeous" he stuttered and Rachel's increasing blush and her little smile caused a shot of energy to run though his veins and he could finally regain composure. "I feel a little underdressed in comparison" he said pointing to her and Quinn's dresses.
"That's totally nonsense Blaine; I have never known someone as dapper as you are!" Rachel grinned, picking at invisible lint from his shirt and suddenly this was becoming a competition about red faces. Again, he should thank Quinn for breaking the spell as she chuckled lightly at their behavior.
"You're always so charming!" Blaine said quickly. "Anyway, are you ready to party rocking?" he said shaking his hips to knock Quinn's and Rachel's, as the three of them laughed out loud at the cliché line.
Blaine was designated driver, he couldn't be near any cup of alcohol, he knew; he wanted to guarantee their safety, after all he was in charge of two minors, two beautiful minors that had an entirely different plan and who were the center of attention of every guy around the table used as a bar counter.
The surge of jealousy that cursed through his body when he saw one guy's hand caressing Rachel's back was sufficiently strong to make him cross the entire room and be at her side in half a minute. He was rewarded with her whole concentration, completely blocking the other man.
Inside, he knew he was doing this wrong, that if she was attracted to this guy he wasn't one to be in the middle; that he already had a girlfriend; that they were going to be family soon.
But then there was her smile and her sense of humor and her vanilla perfume that was firmly attached to his brain and the innocent but flirty moves she used against him. All combined and added up to that black dress, were rapidly winning over his common sense.
Quinn interrupted again and broke the charm; this girl was becoming his savior really, and he tried to ignore Rachel's glare towards her friend.
"I just came to say that my night will be spent with this fascinating man" the blonde said pointing at a guy right behind her, "So I let you two be. Don't look for me unless it's strictly necessary" she ended up stage whispering to Rachel between giggles.
"He looked quite older than her, don't you think?" Blaine asked as Quinn and her friend stumbled away from them.
"After high school she decided that boys of her age weren't worth of her" Rachel nodded turning her whole attention back to him.
"What about you?" he almost whispered, nervous about something he couldn't place.
"What about me? If I'm interested in some guy around here or if I'm interested in someone older?" she questioned, distracted by a shove coming from someone trying to get to the bar counter; getting even closer to Blaine.
"I was referring to the age gap but feel free to answer whatever you want. I don't want to intrude either" Blaine said quickly, trying with all his forces to ignore the closeness.
"We're talking Blaine" she smiled. "And I've already told you that I want you to know me, and I'd love to know everything about you" She said with a pointed look. "As for the answers, well, I've only fallen for boys of my age but I think it's not something exclusive. I just want someone who really cares about me, loves me for who I am, but isn't that what everyone want?" She finished.
She sounded so mature and like she had suffered, and like she'd been hurt in her old relationships and he felt guilty again for rejecting her, even if it was right after they met, even if it was for Michelle existence, because at this point he wasn't sure about what he would do in this situation if he was single anymore; and he was ruining the party mood too, so he decided to lighten up a little.
"You're right, it's what everyone wants. But I feel like I'm making you sad" he said lowering his voice like a reflex.
"You are not! My heart have been broken, are you going to say that yours haven't? I firmly believe that that was necessary for me to meet the real love of my life in the future, even if this sounds a little naïve". She explained looking Blaine in the eyes.
"I've been hurt, yes. And I also believe in true love, in the right person who comes into your life and changes everything for the better" Blaine answered softly.
"Is that how you feel about Michelle?" she asked curiously.
And there she was again, Rachel could hypnotize him and make him forget about the whole world and then push him to reality in one go, like a bucket of cold water.
"I think this conversation is a little heavy for a party, we should be dancing instead, don't you think?" he asked failing the attempt to cover his nervousness.
"What I think is that you're beating around the bush" she giggled but let him guide her to the dance floor.
"I would never do such thing Miss Berry" He smiled, relieved that she let him off of the hook without much trouble.