A/N: Longest Chapter so far! Woo! Okay, I know that the second half of the chapter doesn't exactly go with the story of mean girls but I just HAD to do it. I hope you understand... I mean its FANFICTION, so I can put whatever I like in it! :D
I know I say this in every A/N but I do REALLY love you guys! 3
Once again, I still only own the idea... Damn it... One time I'll write a fic and actually have ownership of them! Anyway... I'll stop babbling now... :D
So it looked like I was without Rachel and Chandler and Quinn. I needed to get back with them, I couldn't do this on my own, even if I had tried. As for Blaine, I had no idea what was going on. I knew he liked me, and I liked him, but things were never really easy were they, especially when Quinn was involved. I had be having out with Blaine more and I just let Brittany and Santana get on with their own thing. They did seem to ask me before doing things now. It was like I was the new leader and after what Rachel said I wasn't sure if I like it or not. I mean, yeah, being a less bitchier version of Quinn would be awesome I guess, but people had to see that weren't plastic, okay, as plastic, as we were before.
Rach. I'm so sorry about the party, you're right I should have invited you. And yes I was a total bitch, but I promise you I am nothing like Quinn! K x
I couldn't just leave it; it was killing me not being able to talk to the two of them. She didn't reply so I sent a near identical text to Chandler, hoping that he wouldn't be being as stubborn, I knew what Rachel was like, we were too similar like that. She was not going to give up easy.
The next day at school I found myself in the principles office. Great. Perfect. Someone had found the Burn Book. I remember when I told Rachel and Chandler about it.
"They've got this book. They like get pictures of all the girls and some guys from the school and then they basically write awful things about them."
They both looked to each other and then back to me,
"Why would anyone do that?" Rachel asked,
"Rachel? Are you forgetting that they are Plastic? This is EXACTLY what they do."
"I guess."
"It wasn't us!" Santana was walking a very thin line and she could snap at any time.
"I don't remember what I did this morning, I don't know that book." Brit said as she stared into space, and we both just looked at her as if what she said was the most normal thing in the world, but getting strange looks for the others in the room.
"We didn't do it, but I know who did." I said, "Quinn Fabray."
"Mr Hummel, why would Quinn refer to herself a fugly slut?" Principle Figgins asked,
"Because she wants to make out that we did it!" I almost shouted but remembered that right now I was in enough trouble as it was, so decided to keep my voice down.
By this point teachers were coming into the office saying that there was more then a few bitch fights going on in the hallways. Oh. My. God. What had we started? Why did I say anything to put in the book! I knew I had to sort this out, but before I could do anything we were all sitting in the gym. I could feel everybodies eyes on me as I walked in, it was like they knew that it was me. I mean I only ever said two things that went in there, it wasn't like it was me at all! Quinn was going to pay for this one, I was going to make sure of it. As I sat down I saw Blaine, he took his eyes away from me as soon as mine were on him. Great, even he thinks that I did it! He know what she's like yet he still thinks I'll do something like that!
"Right, now were all in here and calm we're going to figure out a way to get over this." Miss Pilsbury decided that talking to each other in our clicks that we would be able to sort things out. Turned out that all of the clicks had problems.
"The thing is, the book makes us all feel victimised," Quinn raised her voice,
"That's true. Okay, would everyone who has ever felt personally victimised by Quinn Fabray raise your hand." There was only one hand in the whole room that didn't go up, and that was Quinns.
Finally we were aloud to leave the room. I stayed till everyone was gone, I had to think of a way to talk to Rachel and Chandler as neither of them were replying to my messages. Just as I was leaving I heard a voice behind me,
"Kurt?"
"So, you're still talking to me?"
"I guess."
"Blaine, you've got to believe me. It was Quinn! There was no way that I would say half of that stuff! Okay, so maybe the one about Miss Pilsbury was me, but that's it! I swear, its just - "
"Kurt, Kurt!" He cut my babbling off and placed his hand on my shoulder and rubbed his thumb down my arm, it felt nice, okay more than nice, it felt freaking amazing. "I know." He seemed really calm; I was expecting him to flip out or something,
"What?"
"I know it was Quinn. Most of that book was written before she met you. She showed it too me. I hated her for it, the things she had said about my friends, I don't even know why I stayed with her. I guess it made me feel important, but I know that I never needed her. All I need is right here." He pulled me into a hug to comfort me and I took in a deep breath as I felt myself mould into him his hands resting softly on my back. It was amazing. When we said goodbye he kissed me softly on the lips before we went our own way.
Can I see you tonight? - B xx
We'd been apart for an hour and he already wanted to see me, I thought he said he didn't like the clingy thing? Maybe he just didn't want to spend time with Quinn, I mean who would. Stop. Why am I even thinking about this? Of course I want to see him, I want to spend as much time with him as possible,
Sure :) You can come over whenever you like – K xx
Be there in 20 – B xx
Why the rush? I quickly made myself look presentable again and soon enough he was here.
"Hey you," He said before kissing me. I was never going to get bored of this.
"Hey." He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer as I closed the door, I was thanking the lord that my dad was still away, he was due back tomorrow morning though, as long as Blaine was gone by then. Not that I was planning for him to stay over or anything. "So, why the visit?"
"Do I need a reason to visit my boyfriend?"
I cleared my throat and blinked, a small grin on my lips "Boy, Boyfriend?"
"That's what I wanted to talk about, Kurt. Can we sit down?"
"Sure." I said leading him to the couch in the living room.
"Kurt," Blaine took my hand in his and rested them on my knee, "I have no idea what is going on here, and we've never really talked about what we are. I mean we kissed at your party and we've kissed since, and well, yeah. What I was here to say was that, well. Ever since you started hanging out with the 'Plastics'" he said raising his eye brows and making air quotations, "I knew that you were special. Kurt, from the moment I looked at you I knew that I didn't want Quinn anymore, but it wasn't that easy for me to break up with her, A. because this is her and B. because everyone at the school thought I was straight. I didn't care what they would think, I could handle it, but I had to make sure that I was sure, I didn't want to mess you about, you're too special for me to do that to you." I just sat and gazed into his eyes, was I dreaming? Was he really saying this to me? Was I going to wake up in a minute? "It was that moment at the party, when I kissed you that I realised it, and then Quinn walked in, and totally ruined the moment. Then I saw you today totally cut up, I couldn't bare seeing what she had done to you, and it was hurting me seeing you hurt, Kurt." He licked his lips and took a breath before carrying on. "So, that's what I wanted to ask you. Kurt Hummel. Will you be my boyfriend? Like officially." My brain didn't seem to be working as I couldn't actually speak and I felt like such an idiot, "You don't have to say anything yet, and it's okay if you don't. I just want you and everyone else to know how much you mean to me, how special you are."
"Yes. Yes, I'll be your boyfriend!" I couldn't stop myself from lunging forward and kissing him hard on the mouth,
He hugged me tight, I thought that I was going to lose what little breath I had left. He loosened the hug a little but he we started in the embrace and he rested his head on my chest and mine was on his shoulder. I wasn't sure if I heard what he said next right, or not but it made my eyes widen and breath hitch,
"I love you."