As Blaine took my hand I felt a shiver cascade through my body. This boy I had known for less than five minutes was holding my hand and we were running through the elaborate hallways of Dalton Academy together. I felt as if this moment had been stolen from a film. A perfect film. A film I would have bawled over.
A touch of the fingers. No more, no less.
We left the empty corridors and joined a crowd that was gathered in what I assumed was the senior commons.
"Ooh, I stick out like a sore thumb" I groaned.
"Next time don't forget your jacket, new kid!" He said, fingering my lapel, I could only watch as his hand smoothed it down. "You'll fit right in." He patted my arm with a grin that made my eyes glaze over. I felt myself smile dreamily.
This boy was gorgeous.
He handed his satchel to someone who was walking past, and I heard music begin; the harmonies of the boys' voices blending together perfectly. They had only just begun but I was already sure of one thing:
We were screwed.
"Now if you'll excuse me." He said with the utmost politeness as he turned to join the group of boys who had begun to form two lines, but Blaine didn't join them, he had begun singing the solo.
And I was mesmerised.
Oh crap. I thought weakly. Here I go again.
There was no chance of him falling for me the way I was sure I'd already fallen for him. It was Finn all over again.
But there was something niggling at the back of my mind that told me there was a chance it wouldn't be like that. That part of me was currently focused on the way that Blaine was staring at me, there was something that told me he might be the one I was looking for.
We shall see. I mused.
I was eager to know more about Blaine, to find out everything that I could.
But for now I was happy staring at him as his smooth voice filled the room rising above all the others, filling my ears, and warming my heart.