When I first decided to leave Lima my mother thought I was doing the most stupidest thing imagineable. She couldn't believe I was ditching Lima to go and live in London.. a place I'd never been before, a place I'd never even feined interest in before. But it's a decision that I have never regretted.
I have a great life in London. I own a company which rakes in nearly 3 million a year. I'm loaded. I have a grest set of friends and I have the most wonderful, special girlfriend.
Leaving Lima was something that I'd never planned. I was going to go to University, do a sports degree and hopefully become an international famous soccer player. But that wasn't to happen. After I'd been rejected from all of my three college choices I just decided to up and leave. There was no point staying behind. All my friends were leaving for different parts of America and I was to leave a lonely life.
I didn't tell anyone, apart from my mother, that I was leaving for London. I went online, booked the first flight (which happened to be the next morning) and packed a bag. I had a generally rubbish nights sleep that night wondering if I had made a right decision or if I would live to regret that decision.
I have never regretted the decision.
One thing I may have regretted though was not telling anyone. Before I'd left I'd just been dumped by Rachel who had got back together with her ex boyfriend Jesse and I was a bit depressed on my own. I turned to drink and random hook ups. One of them hook ups just happened to be my former brother in law Kurt Hummel.
Wait.. what?
One minute me and Kurt was arguing about my drinking, and the next minute he was bent over his desk whilst I gave him, what can only be described as, a right good seeing too. We never spoke about that night again but I know that Kurt wanted a repeat performance. And if I was being honest with myself- I did aswell.
Kurt hurt the most when I left. He sent me a heartbreaking email telling me that he'd never gotten over his crush on me and by having sex with him I'd just made him fall even harder for me. And then I'd left. He said he was devastated, appalled and disappointed. He really thought that, maybe, we'd have a good chance of something.
But that would have been impossible for I am not gay.
I'm not.
Absolutely not.
Anyway, I have a wonderful girlfriend named Anne-Marie. She was working as my Personal Assistant when I first started the company four years ago. She's wonderful, brilliant, spectactular, amazing. She's everything a man could want in a woman- she's fiesty, she's loving and she has a great set of tits. (How clichéd, but I'm only human). Plus she has a fabulous personalitly.
She's everything to me. But there is just one thing, one big, huge, massive thing that could eventually cause the end of my relationship with Anne-Marie.
She isn't Kurt.
Glee was a wonerful time of my life. I'd made some friends for life, and I'm still in contact with some of them now.
Puck quit college after the first year after getting a girl pregnant, he got engaged to her and was pretty much ready to give up his sexual demon ways. Until the girl told him that he wasn't the father of the baby- it was his best mate Matt. Ouch. Karma, possibly? He now works as a fitness instructor in a top glass gym and he comes to London every three months to visit for a week.
I still speak to Quinn. She attended a university in New York (along with Kurt and Mercedes), came out as a lesbian and the last I heard she was dating Rachel Berry. Funny how these things work out, isn't it? As for Mercedes, well, she lost a ton of weight and became Miss America UK 2013 (and I'm not even lying here). She's now a Broadway star.
I've not heard much from Tina and Artie. I know that the pair of them got married about 3 years ago, but when I spoke to Quinn last year by email they had apparently divorced. Tina now apparently works in Germany whilst no-one has really heard from Artie.
Brittany is married to a basketball player. Santana is engaged to a soccer player. They are still best friends. Rachel is a top TV star who leads the cast in a top rated programme, and is of course apparently dating Quinn.
Now Kurt. I've not spoken to Kurt at all since he emailed me. I sent him an email back saying how sorry I was for leaving without saying goodbye, hurting his feelings and generally just being a Class A douche but I didn't hear back from him. I know he went to college with Quinn and Mercedes and when I spoke to Quinn last year on the phone he was apparently dating a footballer named Sam, who was closested. But I've not heard from Quinn for nearly a year so I have no idea what's going on there.
My mother, of course, married Burt Hummel, Kurt's dad but they divorced a year after marriage. My mum remarried to a doctor named Brad who I've only met once and instantly loathed him.
Anyway, I got an email today from Mike Chang who is hosting a Glee reunion back in Lima. It's in four weeks time and is a long weekend of catch up. I'm not sure if I want to go. He hopes that Will Schuster will be able to attend with his wife Emma Pillsbury.
I mean it'd be good to see all my fellow Gleeks again. I really miss Mercedes diva attitude, Santana's sassyness and I even miss Brittany's dumbness (It was SO nice to be the dumbest person in Glee after Brittany joined, so nice!). But I can't face seeing Kurt again knowing I broke his heart for a 2nd time.
I've not told Anne-Marie about it yet but I know when I do tell her she will convince to me go.
And I no doubt will do anything when I stare into sparkling Green eyes.
That's it for Chapter One. I hope you like it! I'm still contining with my other fanfiction I Do.
The next chapter of this story will be probably Tuesday or Wednesday. Finn gets a surpise when a blast from the past knocks on his door!
