Chapter 2

A/N: HAY guys so this is chapter two... And hey, new song coming up! If you're on a laptop (which I recommend) You can click the link below to listen to the song on Youtube! I'd recommend listening to it while Blaine sings it, so you're in the mood better. If you're on your mobile, click the youtube link anyways, and I'd say listen to it before reading the chapter. And hey. We're getting closer to the big "surprise"! That's all, Happy reading!

Song: Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney (credits to Troye Sivan for tweeting about this song and getting me HOOKED.)

Link to youtube: /fQLKHXhSHno

Blaine's POV

It was undeniable now: Blaine Anderson was terrified. After just having sang Do Ya Think I'm Sexy and getting about 13 numbers of girls who actually had heard his speech about his MALE fiance, in the middle of a bar, most people would have thought, oh, now I can do frickin' anything. Not from where Blaine saw it. He made his way to a corner next to the stage and, grabbing his phone, rang someone he hardly ever did.

"Why if it isn't the gelled up little bitch in a bow tie." Blaine looked down at his bow tie and shrugged.

"Santana, I need help."

"Oh of course you do, they always do." She sighed. "This is about Kurt and the thing happening later here, right? Because, Blaine, even I can say that you're more than ready, and if you bail or forget the lyrics to that tacky 90's song, I will rip off that fancy dark blue suit you're wearing with my teeth."

The boy once again looked down, now at his fancy, dark blue suit, making a how-dare-you face to himself and partly to the girl on the phone.

"How did you... Nevermind." He breathed in to calm himself down. "Look, Santana, I remember how great you were with Rach on her pre opening night freakout, and I need you to help me, too. What if it goes WRONG? If Quinn has her new freaking baby in the middle of it all or Sam screws up the notes or worse yet... If Kurt hears the song and thinks I'm singing it because I don't think he's that beautiful, MY FIANCE IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SANTANA!" Blaine shouted, and looked around to see if anyone was listening. A barman looked at him with a "dude, what's wrong with you" face, and Blaine looked down, embarrased. He then heard Santana again.

"OKAY! You all chilled out now? Great. So, Lady Kurt Hummel LOVES you. He does. And if that little bitch doesn't get that that's what you're trying to say with the song, that you love him back... Sorry about this, but he's stupid as fuck." Blaine sighed.

"I guess you're right..."

"Obviously. Now go get that perfectly rounded butt of Kurt's in this VERY sunny not make up friendly sight seeing spot, so that you can surprise him out of his pants. It's pretty hard to admit it, Anderson, but I freaking LOVE you two. Now get over here before my skin gets burnt more than you were when Tina filmed that twerking video of yours."

"Thanks for everything, Santana, you're the best." "Pretty much." She hung up. Blaine then got the guts to do it all at once. God bless Santana Lopez. He checked his phone: 5pm. They had time. He texted Sam

"Get ready, we're on our way. And thanks." And went to the dance floor to join Kurt.

"Awn, BLAINE! That performance was SEXY, in the least." Kurt said and smiled as a radiant Blaine Anderson took place in front of him, softly grasping his boyfriend's hips, and swinging sideways like a slow dance. Kurt shivered as Blaine came closer to whisper at his ear. Blaine knew his fiance could feel his lips on his skin. "I have somewhere ELSE we need to go."

Kurt pleaded. "Right now? We barely got here!" Blaine looked directly at his Kurt's face. He placed a peck on Kurt's right cheek as he whispered, "Right..." Peck at the other cheek. "...Now." Kurt bit his lip.

"And I'm pretty sure you're gonna like it." Blaine continued.

"Take me wherever you want to." And barely saying goodbye to everyone, Blaine and Kurt were already walking down the streets of New York.

Blaine narrates-

"We can easily walk there, I planned this PERFECTLY, I promise." I said to him as we walked hand in hand, not 100% positive I was gonna be able to keep the promise. Which street were we in, anyway? The lyrics were in my mind, thankfully, and me and Kurt talked the whole path, and when I finally took a hint of where we were, I saw the stairs. Thank GOD. It was full of white rose petals on the steps. Great, just as planned.

"Uh, honey, what is this? Are we going up to the High Line?" I got shivers when Kurt figured out, obviously, the first part of the plan.

"Yep."

"And... What am I gonna find up there?" Kurt pointed to the stairs. I jogged up a couple steps and offered him my hand. I was shaking. Stop, Blaine. "Follow me and you'll see..."

My fiance curiously grabbed my hand into his soft one, and I noticed he had a spark on his eyes. As we climbed up at a rather fast pace I looked at the floor and giggled, Kurt giggling too, only much more adorably. It was time. The High Line is one of my favorite spots in New York. A place to relax, to have ice cream, and just chill. It's drop-dead romantic, also, which is why I chose it. I remembered an afternoon me and Kurt came here to watch a film festival which Artie had invited us to, and I thought, as the movies went by, how incredible it would be to get married in the outdoors. Those flowers and bushes perfectly trimmed, all around you... And I had the idea. Our wedding in the High Line.

"Come here sweetie." I sat Kurt beside me on one of the benches, as the sun filled our eyes with it's blaze. I could see Kurt had his eyes sort of closed, because of the sunlight.

"I love this place... Remember when we were here for that-"

"Film festival, yeah. And how we never bothered watching the last couple films, because we were-"

"Making out so much, yeah." Both of us laughed at the memory, but I had to get this started. So I spoke.

"Look, Kurt. Before I do what I'm about to, I have to tell you something." Kurt's face suddenly turned a little red, maybe he already knew what was coming his way?

"You're my best friend. The actual best person I have ever met, and..." I couldn't help it. I was already tearing up. Kurt swept the first and second tears from my cheeks with a simpathetic smile, and I nervously laughed. Of course he knew it by now. There was a lump on my throat, suddenly.

"And I am the luckiest boy in the world. Thank you so much-" I grabbed both his hands "-for everything you've done for me and..." It was almost time. "I can never really live if I don't have you, I hope you know that." Okay, go Blaine.

I coughed, the signal for Tina to come out right then. As she climbed from one of the bushes, Kurt gasped.

"TINA! Did you know about this?" He said looking at me. I only smiled, and grabbed both the suglasses Tina was handing over to me, as she winked at Kurt. She had a huge grin on her face, which made her eyes look even smaller, although cute, and was wearing a stylish black knee lengh dress, which contrasted with her hair, thoroughly curled and almost entirely blond.

I handed Kurt's yellow Ray Bans to him, and put my pink ones on. I then stood up, motioning Kurt to do the same. I put my right arm around his shoulder, and snapped my fingers on the right hand. Kust gasped in surprise as a wild Sam Evans appeared out of thin air. Well, out the back of a tree.

Kurt narrates-

WHAT was going on. Blaine said all of those ridiculously romantic words and I wish I had had time to say some words back to him! I felt exactly the same way, and I... Well, I didn't seem to be able to take the smile off my face! Specially after Sam burst out with his black guitar, also wearing a suit, and started playing a rather familiar tune. My mouth rounded up really quickly when I recognized the intro. One of my alltime favorite 90's songs. I danced around in out apartment to this song until today. And Blaine started singing:

"I don't want another pretty face

I don't want just anyone to hold

I don't want my love to go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

You're the one I wanna chase

You're the one I wanna hold

I won't let another minute go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul"

He kept on as he held my wrist and guided me through the High Line, and I obviosly mouthed along. Sam was backing him up and playing guitar. Something told me I would have the chance to say my words back to Blaine soon... Suddenly, we reached a red carpet on the floor, that made a turn to the right a few feet ahead. I laughed.

"Blaine, WHAT is going on." He motioned for me to walk through the carpet, and ran the same way, still singing. I made the turn and my eyes immediately flooded with tears. I stopped at the spot and put my hand on top of my mouth, as I looked to the end of the carpet: a beautiful aisle. I saw all the Warblers at the stage in white designed Dalton blazers arranging the melody for the song, which completed it perfectly, as Blaine went back to the chorus. I also saw a big white ark in the middle with Tulips surrounding it.

And to both sides of the carpet? Chairs. White, beautifully chosen chairs where all of the people I loved sat. I spotted absolutely every one of my friends who once were New Directions members, graduated or not, even Rory, Joe, Sugar, Lauren, and the guys whom I didn't get to study with, now in senior year, at another school, like Marley and Ryder. Mr Schue, holding Daniel, with Emma by his side, Sue Sylvester, Shannon Beiste, the Warblers, Maggie Banks and her daughter Clara, Finn, my dad and Carole, all the NYADA guys from the bar who I frowned at as Ross mouthed at me: "We took a cab!" I couldn't stop grinning, and laughing... On top of that, I just kept crying. It was my WEDDING DAY.

I noticed Rachel, on the first row, sobbing like an insane person. Like me at that moment, really. My attention focused back to Blaine, in the aisle where he stood, finishing his solo, now with the company of a mic.

At the best and most intense moment of the song, he tossed his sunglasses to Sam, I had already given mine back to Tina, shaking. My boyfriend sang as he swung the mic to his left, quite "rock and rolly".

"Am I crazy? For wanting you.

Baby do you think you could want me too?

I don't wanna waste your time"

He looked SO sexy in that suit.

"Do you see things?

The way I do

I just wanna know, could you feel it too?

There is nothing left to hide"

The song sounded amazing in his beautiful tenor voice. Suddenly it slowed down.

"I don't want another pretty face"

He motioned me to come forward, and I did. Still with my hand over my mouth.

"I don't want just anyone to hold

I don't want my love to go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul"

I was halfway across the carpet. Everyone was standing up and staring at me, but all I could see was Blaine. His voice slowed down even more.

"You're the one I wanna chase...

You're the one I want to hold..."

I reached the feet of the steps, and my fiance offered his hand, which I took and stood now at the aisle, very close and in front of the love of my life.

"I won't let another minute go to waste..."

He shook his head slowly and stroked the side of my face softly with his left hand. I blinked a little, making tears stream down to Blaine's hand.

"I want you and your beautiful... Soul."

At that point he was also crying. The tears didn't fall, although they were visible flooding his eyes. We smiled kindly at each other. I mouthed "Blaine..." So that only he could see it. And his beautiful white smile widened. I looked around. There was no priest.

I frowned, but then saw, to my surprise, Burt Hummel walking towards the aisle. Raising my eyebrows, I asked in confusion: "Dad, what-"

"I took that thing online, umm Coach Beiste taught me how to. It's kinda like a priest-for-a-while kind of thing. Which means... I can marry you guys. For real. Not 'Sam and Brittany for real', don't worry." Burt had seemed to have realized that right there and then. I said "Wow! We should get started then!" And Blaine and my dad smiled.

And the entire crowd sat down. "Ladies and gentlemen." Dad started. "We are all gathered here today to celebrate the truly magical reunion between these two men, who mean so much to me. Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, and Blaine Devon Anderson."

As he said this, I saw a little girl walking down the carpet, about two years old, with short blond hair and a tiny basket in her tiny hands, wearing a baby-pink tutu dress, a little crown resting upon her head. She had Down's syndrome. Everybody awwwwwd. It was Robin Sylvester. I could catch a glimpse of Sue smiling at her from her chair. Robin carefully and slowly walked, almost tripping at one point. When she got to the steps, she looked at Burt, who caught her in his arms, and she gave him the basket, and dad rested the girl in Artie's lap as the boy wheeled away.

He gave the ring basket to Blaine, who grabbed the first one. "And now the vows." Burt finalized. My fiance took a deeeeeeeep breath. And started talking.

"Kurt..." And as he said those first words my legs started wobbling. This was happening, It was my wedding day, I was marrying the love of my life. And I had no clue about it only 5 minutes ago. Blaine looked concerned. "Go on..." I said, to confort him.

A/N: So this was chapter 2! YAY KLEDDING. I have some stuff to say now:

Obviously Blaine didn't sing the whole song. Reasons: That's kind of how Glee does it; I wanted things to be more slowed down than the song is; this song is 10 years old so it would be the tackiest thing EVER to end it with fade out. Besides that, just to point out, Rachel in my fic hasn't quit Broadway, and Finn's alive, and Finchel is canon. So is Brittana. The other couples are in the same situation as when season 5 ended. I'm saying this bc next chapters are gonna have some non-Klaine action. Also, I just wanted to tell y'all that I chose the wedding on the High Line because, well, whenever I'm in New York the second best thing I like to do is to go there, spend the afternoon (first best place is Times Square + Broadway, of course). And, just a little secret, it's kind of a dream of mine to get married there, too, because six months ago I saw a wedding while I passed through there and... Gosh, I was paralyzed. Thanks, couple who gave me inspiration for this! WOW, can I ramble. Shoutout to gleeks_r_united simply for being AWESOME, and for actually enjoying talking to me. Well, y'all know what the next chapter's gonna be. VOWS. Thanks for the support guys, and again, PLEASE REVIEW AND BE HONEST. I wanna get better at this. See you in a couple days! Xx Julia