The rest of the sleepover was filled with plan making. Kurt's job now was to find out the name of the mystery man so that they could do some research. (Facebook and Google were wonderful inventions). Then, he was to find the location of their next outing, in order for the girls to spy successfully.
The moment Kurt got home and was able to turn on his phone (Mercedes had declared their sleepover a phone-free evening), he was bombarded by text messages. The first two were from Finn, first asking what he wanted for dinner and then a second saying "never mind" because he got the note. Kurt rolled his eyes and continued to the one from Wes. It read: Hey Kurt, did you find anything more about that guy who Blaine's been hanging out with? I still don't know who he is, but now I'm starting to get curious. He wouldn't introduce me to him or tell me anything about him, which isn't like Blaine. I was wondering if you figured anything out. If not, we may have to do some snooping.
Kurt frowned and quickly forwarded the text to Mercedes, knowing that she would get what was going on and act accordingly.
Kurt replied that he didn't know and that he had barely seen Blaine, let alone asked him about how he's been spending his time.
The last five texts were from Blaine, increasing in panic as they went on.
Number one: Hey Babe, you busy tonight?
Number two: This isn't like you, why aren't you answering your phone? Are you ill?
Number three: I hope you're not ignoring me because I haven't been able to spend time with you lately.
Number four: Okay, I just called your house and Finn said you're at Mercedes'. That doesn't explain why you're ignoring me. Please talk to me!
And number five: Fine, I see how it is. Call me when you're ready to tell me why you're giving me the silent treatment. I love you. 3
Kurt had to chuckle a little at this, despite being angry at him. He dialled the familiar number and heard Blaine's breathless, "Kurt?"
"Hey," Kurt said. "I wasn't mad at you, I promise. Mercedes took our phones for the night last night. She declared it a phone-free evening."
"Oh. I guess I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. Sorry."
"Why did you jump to that anyway?" Kurt asked, trying to keep his tone light and teasing. "Have anything you need to tell me, Mr Anderson?"
His tone was teasing, but with Kurt's suspicions, it was more like an interrogation.
"Should I?" Blaine asked.
"I don't know, you tell me. Anyways, do you want to come over? Finn's home, but we can go up to my room." Kurt knew that getting Blaine's phone was essential to their plans. As much of an invasion of privacy as it was, it was necessary.
"That sounds nice," Blaine said. "And I actually don't have plans today."
"You mean you actually have time for your boyfriend?" Kurt asked sarcastically, the anger from his suspicions seeping into his voice.
"I knew it. You're mad at me because I haven't been spending enough time with you. I get it. But you're not the only person I have to visit this summer."
"I know," Kurt sighed, trying to pretend that things were perfectly normal. "I just miss you. Will you come over?"
There was a loud beep in Kurt's ear. "Sorry," he said. "I've got another call. I'll talk to you in a bit. You're coming over, right?"
"Yeah," Blaine said. "Give me an hour and I'll be there. See you later."
"Bye, love you."
"Yeah." Blaine hung up, not returning the sentiments, the first time since they had exchanged those three words.
Kurt answered the waiting call. "Hello?"
"Kurt!" Mercedes' voice rang in his ear. "What was that forward you sent me? From Wes, I'm assuming. Maybe we should get him in on our plans. Maybe we should—"
"Mercedes," Kurt cut off his diva friend. "I'll deal with Wes. I just thought you'd want to know about that and pass it on accordingly. Blaine's coming over in less than an hour and I need to make myself presentable. So I have to go. But I'll talk to you later."
"Al right," Mercedes sighed. "Call me when he leaves."
"Will do. Bye, 'Cedes."
"Bye."
Kurt hung up and raced to have a shower and style his hair before Blaine got there. He had just finished perfecting his hair when Finn yelled up the stairs.
"Kurt! Blaine's here! Do you want me to send him up?"
"Yeah," Kurt called. "Send him up."
A few second later, Blaine was at the bedroom door. Kurt jumped up and threw himself into his boyfriend's arms, determined to pretend that nothing was wrong.
Blaine laughed. "I missed you, too."
But Kurt smelled something funny on his boyfriend. "What's that smell? Are you wearing different cologne?"
Blaine coughed. "Uh, yeah. A friend gave it to me."
"Well I don't like it," Kurt frowned. "It doesn't smell like you. It smells like you've been with another guy or something."
Now Blaine was fidgeting uncomfortably. "Nope," he smiled. "Just you."
Kurt pretended that he couldn't see Blaine's discomfort and changed the topic. "So guess what Rachel has decided?"
"What?" Blaine asked, looking grateful at the change of topic.
As Kurt explained Rachel's latest endeavour, he thought about how he was going to get Blaine's phone. Conversation, with the occasional kiss (or make out session) continued from there and for a while, Kurt almost forgot his mission. It wasn't until Blaine left for the washroom, leaving his phone behind, that Kurt remembered and grabbed it. There was no pass code on it—not that Kurt couldn't have figured it out—and he scrolled through the scheduler, finding Alexander: Coffee, Lima Bean for the next day at eleven o'clock. He silently thanked whatever divine force made Blaine so organized.
Then he scrolled through the contacts, looking for an Alexander and only finding one. Alexander Bishop. He heard footsteps and quickly put the phone back where he found it.
"So," Blaine smiled mischievously. "Where were we?"
Blaine finally went home for dinner, leaving Kurt free to text Mercedes about this new discovery.
Got the name, get the girls: we're googling him. Thought you'd want me to wait so I did. Now hurry up.
You did? Mercedes replied. I'll get them right now! We'll be over in 10.
Sounds good, Kurt replied. See you then.
Ten minutes later the doorbell rang. Kurt opened it to reveal all the girls.
"Don't you all have anything better to do than get involved in my love life?" Kurt muttered as he stood aside for the girls to come in.
"Of course we all do," Rachel sniffed. "I was practicing for my role as Maria when Mercedes called me. This is just more important."
"We're part of glee club." Tina said. "We stick together."
"Whatever," he shrugged. "Up to my room, please. We have google and facebook to check for Alexander Bishop."
Once they were all settled into comfortable seats around Kurt's computer, Kurt pulled up google and typed Alexander Bishop in the search bar.
Ancestry tracing websites came first, tracing people back to 1846.
"Well we don't want that," Quinn said. "It's a common name. Your best bet would be to stalk his facebook page."
"There's nothing major about the name," Santana said. "Facebook. Let's go."
Kurt pulled up facebook, logged in and searched the name. 28 Alexander Bishops, or forms of the name came up, but the one with one mutual friend caught Kurt's eye.
"This'll be him," he said, clicking on the name.
The profile picture was definitely the same guy that they had seen at the mall. In this picture he was wearing skinny jeans and a blue turtleneck and grinning at the camera head on. When he looked at the profile, he found that it was completely open. Bingo.
"Profile," Rachel ordered.
Kurt obeyed and saw the following.
Birthday: August 19th, 1993
From: Los Angeles, California
Speaks English (US), English (Sarcasm)
Works at McDonald's
Religion: Atheist
Interested in: Men
In a relationship and it's complicated.
Bio:
I'm Alexander—NOT ALEX—and this is my facebook. Everything you need to know is here. I'm not one for holding anything back. Enjoy.
People Who Inspire Alexander:
Sheldon Cooper, J.K. Rowling, C.S. Lewis, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Jane Austen.
Interests:
Reading
Harry Potter
Singing
Dancing
Music:
Katy Perry
Adele
Taylor Swift
Maroon Five
Destiny's Child
Disney Songs
Books:
Harry Potter
A Wrinkle in Time
The Chronicles of Narnia
The Hunger Games
TV:
The Big Bang Theory
FRIENDS
How I Met Your Mother
"All right," Lauren said as they scrolled down the page. "We don't care about his favourite TV shows. Click on his wall so we can see what Blaine has been saying."
Blaine Anderson: Hey, I had a great time last night. But you know it can't stay a secret forever, right? We need to tell someone.
Alexander Bishop: Thanks :) I had a great time last night too. But next time message me instead. We can't risk him finding out via facebook. I mean,none of them have me on facebook, but still...
Blaine Anderson: Sorry, I forgot. Next time I'll message you.
"Holy shit!" Santana cried. "What the hell? Who can't find out what? We should get Artie to hack his facebook."
"That's ridiculous, Santana," Kurt snapped as he closed the page. "We don't need to find out any more. I found out that they've got a date tomorrow for coffee. We're going to spy and if it still looks like something's going on, I'll confront him."
"How are we planning on doing that without him seeing us?" Tina questioned.
"I am a trained actress," Rachel said. "I have multiple wigs, clothing designed for varying body types and we have Kurt doing makeup. We'll look like totally new people."
"All right," Santana said, clapping her hands. "It's settled then. What time's the date, Hummel?"
"Eleven," Kurt muttered, cringing at the word 'date'.
"Then it's settled. We'll be at Berry's house at nine AM sharp. Operation spy on date is a go."
A/N: I know, a short chapter, for which I apologize. It's just the best spot to stop. If you have a second, please review!