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'We're here!' said Puck, stepping out of the cab. Blaine followed suit.
The place was indeed extravagant. Clearly the beach was no longer the children's playground anymore. Everywhere he looked were the same rich adults he saw, but the beauty of the place lies within the cool night atmosphere, the sound of the water rushing on to the shore, the stars, and the colorful lights. Still, the moon light often caught the gold dresses the ladies were wearing as they were designed to.
'Your friends work...here?' asked Blaine, a little stunned.
'Oh yeah. It's quite the place. ' said Puck. He was distracted as three girls walked by,and Blaine realized they were the same girls in the hotel. Puck whistled. ' Ladies!' he called.
The girls looked at Puck with disgust and obvious judgement, they quickened their pace. Puck seemed to be oblivious, or chose to ignore it. He looked at Blaine with a smile.
'Oh- the pay fare, hold on a second.' said Blaine, reaching the wallet in his pocket. But Puck stopped him and shook his head.
'No need. We're bros now, right?' asked Puck.
'Of course we are, but-' began Blaine.
'Than let me pay this small price. Have a good time, call me when you're done, I can give you a ride back. I wasn't kidding when I said that you would be one of us.' insisted Puck.
Blaine let a hesitant smiled pass his features. 'Okay... in that case... if you need any thing you can-um- call me too.' said Blaine, passing Puck a business card.
'Cool. Thanks dude. See you later.' Puck said, hopping back in the cab.
The realization that he was alone at the entrance of a beach bar struck him as the cab disappeared in to the night. He wasn't quite sure what to do now, and he began feeling awkward when a group of rich couples went swiping past him.
'I guess... I'll just go in now...' he mumbled to himself in motivation. Taking a slight breath, he entered the bar.
The place wasn't too loud as he would have expected of a bar. It was actually quite calming, if it wasn't for the billionaires dressed in Gucci everywhere. His attention was caught when music started playing.
'I can't see him.' said Kurt, looking around the bar. 'I think he's gone.'
'Okay, that's good. Your performance is up next.' said Chandler, pointing at the stage.
Kurt took a deep breath. 'Well...let's go. You set up the-'
'Music.' said Chandler nodding, 'Don't worry, you'll do fine. Trust me.'
Kurt smiled nervously and walked up the stage, announcing his presence. 'Hello ladies and gentleman! Are you having fun at the Copacabana?' There were calls of agreement from the crowd, Kurt smiled. 'I sure hope so, because we're starting the performance!'
There were cat calls and cheering from the crowd, which never failed to get Kurt pumped up.
Her name was Lola, she was a show girl
With yellow feathers in her hair, and a dress cut down to there
She would merengue, and do the cha cha
And while she tried to be a star, Tony always tended bar
Across the crowd floor, they work from eight to four
They were young and had each other
Who could ask for more?
At the Copa, Copa-cabana
The hottest spot North of Havana
At the Copa, Copa-Cabana
Music and passion were always the fashion
At the Copa... they fell in love
Blaine noticed a bunch of girls swooning near the stage, but unfortunately, was not able to see the stage it self due to the tall couple in front of him. The voice sounded familiar to him. Either ways, Blaine was blown away by the voice. Desperate to see who was singing, he made his way towards the crowd of people.
His eyes widened a little when they landed on the boy that was singing. The boy's startling glaze eyes were astonishing enough without the light reflecting off it. The boy's hair was a soft -chestnut?- brown, and his his pale complexion only brought out his beautiful features more. The boy had apparently chose to wear a neat suit for the night. Black with a white tie. It was awfully yet beautifully similar to Blaine's, the only difference was that Blaine had a white bow tie.
'Excuse me...' Blaine mumbled as he made his way closer to the stage. He caught his breath as the blue eyes caught his and the owner smiled.
His name was Rico, he wore a diamond
He was escorted to his chair, he saw Lola dancing there
When she finished, he called her over
But Rico went a bit too far and Tony sailed across the bar
And then the punches flew and chairs were smashed in two
There was blood and a single gun shot
But just who shot who?
The boy looked away from Blaine to send a wink to the crowd, which seemed to have lost a bit of their formality and sanity at the action. While some people still stood stiffly, a lot of the girls began to send Kurt flirtatious looks. Blaine felt jealousy hit home.
How did Blaine even know he was gay? He was singing about a girl anyways...-but he looked at Blaine. Unless he was hallucinating Blaine swore that they had eye contact. He shook his head. This is getting a little out of hand, what chance did he have? Anti-social Blaine Devon Anderson?
He didn't move though, and kept looking at the boy in front of him. As the song came to an end, Blaine was already mourning the musical voice singing.
Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl
But that was thirty years ago, when they used to have a show
Now it's a disco, but not for Lola
Still in the dress she used to wear, faded feathers in her hair
She sits there so refined, and drinks herself half-blind
She lost her youth and she lost her Tony
Now she's lost her mind!
Blaine was too distracted by the boy to consider the lyrics or the moral behind it, he just kept watching and watching and watching... completely entranced. Even the more intimidating of ladies began to smile.
Don't fall in love...
Copacabana
Copacabana
Copacabana
Copa-Cabana!
The storm of applause and the realization that the performance was over took him out of his daze. He noticed an intimidating girl with short dark hair in a golden dress turn over to her boyfriend and smile as she politely clapped. She still looked a little scary, but atleast she smiled. He quickly turned his attention back to the stage before realizing that the boy wasn't there. Frantically, he looked around until he saw the boy walking off the stage steps.
Not sure what he was doing, he walked towards his direction.
Kurt was still full of adrenaline from the performance as Chandler handed him a bottle of water. He smiled widely before looking around.
'Where's Sebastian?' he asked, frowning.
'I don't know. I thought he was just helping customers or something, but he didn't turn up and I couldn't see him. '
'He's probably doing something important, or else he wouldn't be-'
'Kurt!' Chandler fiercely whispered, cutting him off. His eyes were wide with alarm as he pointed to wards the back. Kurt furrowed his brows before seeing the blond haired Australia fighting through the grasps of two bulky security guards. It was making so much of a Ruckus and was causing a scene. Adam seemed to be screaming profanities.
'I thought he was gone?' said Kurt fiercely to no one in particular.
'Apparently not. He was probably drunk and went to the bathroom to throw up.' said Chandler. The two looked over towards the other end of the beach.
'THAT'S KURT HUMMEL UP THERE! MY BOYFRIEND! LET ME GO YOU DISGUSTING PIGS!' screamed Adam, flailing in the arms of the two security guards. In response the security guards merely looked bored.
'Well crap.' finished Kurt as Chandler pulled him along and ran for cover.
Blaine froze once he had heard the commotion and was shocked to find some boy screaming his head off about being the boy who was up there's -Kurt Hummel's- boyfriend...
Wait a second, thought Blaine, that was Kurt!
He felt a huge wave of confusion hit him. Wait, his boyfriend? That crazy person couldn't be Sebastian, could it? Hold on- so Kurt's gay.
And taken. he reminded himself. There are bigger matters at hand! Blaine reprimanded himself. The boy continued screaming.
'I SWEAR! YOU LET ME BACK IN THERE! I WILL-' the boy was cut off when the Security guards started dragging him back.
Whoever, it was, he wasn't a very safe person to be around. Kurt can't be dating him! Not that poor boy- beautiful, fabulous, astonishing (etc.) boy- that sang.
I thought Kurt and Sebastian mentioned something about an ex-boyfriend turning up. Adrian or what was it. Ah- Adam aka rich brat. So the maniac is Adam, not Sebastian... I guess I should be glad Kurt's not dating Adam. I wish I could help, or protect Kurt right now, but-
But Blaine couldn't do anything or at least didn't know how to. After all he wasn't one to stand up to others. Oh how he wants to help, he cursed the years of bullying got to him. Maybe Sebastian is helping Kurt. Blaine sighs. He looked around at the stage steps, and noticed that no one was there anymore. Kurt must have left.
'YOU WILL SEE ME AGAIN! I AM COMING BACK FOR HIM. ' the boy screamed, and there was silence as the security guard kicked him out.
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