A/N - I don't own anything. Just the storyline.
I'm sorry it has taken forever to upload. I kinda feel like no one is interested in this fanfic anymore so I've been focusing on my other fanfics.
Anyway, enjoy this long awaited chapter…
The first morning is spent walking around to block and going to my favourite coffee shop. It's a quaint little shop that has light blue walls with matching furniture such as wicker chairs with light blue cushions, wooden tables covered in a white tablecloths and flowers in the centre of the table. The shop has been in the same family for 3 generations and is my go to place for a pick me up.
"Hello Kurt!" Flo the current shop owner greets me as I walk in. She is in her late 50s, but tries to remain young by wearing clothes that are as close to the latest fashion as she can pull off. Her hair is shoulder length but pulled back into a messy bun. She walks over to me and gives me a welcoming hug. None of the other customers spare her behaviour a look as they are used to her enthusiasm. "and who is this young gentleman?" she asks gesturing to Blaine.
I reach back and grab Blaine's hand pulling him to my side.
"This is Blaine my boyfriend. Blaine, this delightful woman who keeps me sane is Flo the owner of this beautiful place."
"It's nice to meet you." Blaine emphasises by shaking Flo's hand which she quickly uses to pull him into a hug.
I hear her whisper to him "Take care of him or you'll have to deal with me." Before pulling away and putting a bright smile on her face. "So Kurt, the usual?" she goes to the counter before I have a chance to reply and begins to pour my drink. She places it onto the counter and turns to Blaine "and for you?"
"The same as Kurt please." Blaine replies.
Once we have paid for our drinks we go and sit at a table by the window.
"You've never mentioned this place before." States Blaine.
"That's because it's special to me, I don't tell just anyone about it." I smile slightly to which Blaine grabs my hand across the table.
"Thank you for sharing it with me." He says gazing into my eyes intensely.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
We spend to rest of the day sightseeing and end the day going out for a meal before crawling into bed to make love before falling asleep in each other's arms.
The week is spent making love and exploring New York together. The more the week goes on the more I wish for Blaine to be here with me forever. I know that it won't take long for him to be here with me (an entire year) but taking Blaine to the airport after a week of love and spending time together hurt a lot. It was a long goodbye full of tears and I love you's and I can't wait to see you soon's.
When I get back to my empty apartment I cannot help but feel loneliness sink in. I know I need to find a job and start my life back up again but for now I just want to wallow in self-pity.
A year later
A year. We survived a whole year.
Those are the thoughts that go through my mind as I sit in our new home in New York. We spent the day moving into the 2 bedroom apartment, and after a long day we decided to order in take away and watch a movie. A sense of calm settles over us as I think back over the year.
Throughout the year we have kept in constant contact via texting, calling and skyping. We also saw each other on special occasions such as birthdays, Christmas, thanksgiving and any other time we could squeeze in a visit.
Even though we had all of that contact it was a very difficult and very stressful year. We barely knew each other before we started this long distance relationship which only made it more difficult, especially as at first we was still in our honeymoon period but unable to get to each other to fulfil our desires. Cyber-sex is just not as adequate as touching each other, holding each other, kissing each other and bringing each other to ecstasy by our own hands. Due to this whenever we saw each other we tried to squeeze in as much as possible, excuse the pun.
There were also the times where we were extremely busy and unable to talk to each other, due to us both being in College as well as having jobs the times we communicated were precious and never taken for granted. This often led to arguments though as we would disagree on what the other was putting into the relationship.
On one occasion I was so angry with Blaine for not telling me he had quit his job and was living on his savings that we broke up for a short time until I flew to Lima and apologized for not listening to Blaine when he tried to reason that he was falling behind on school work due to his job. This led to very heated make up sex and the understanding that we will never keep things from each other again.
However there has been no doubt in my mind throughout the year, even when we were arguing , that I want to spend the rest of my life with Blaine, due to this on our 1 year anniversary I gave him a promise ring after a very romantic day and meal. Blaine quickly promised that he will marry me one day which has just increased my dreams of being married to Blaine and having children with him.
People often comment about how fast our relationship has progressed but the way I see it is why prolong the inevitable.
4 years later
We quickly settle into our routines of work and school. Time fly's and before we know it we have graduated and I am on Broadway and Blaine has his dream teaching job. At the ages of 25 we are still living in the same 2 bed apartment we bought when we were 21.
All around us people are getting married and having children, and I feel that we are nearing that stage and I know that Blaine feels the same way because all he talks about is being able to call me his husband. That is why I was so suspicious when Blaine took me to Lima to stay in our Ohio apartment and told me to get dressed up on our 6 year anniversary.
"Come on Kurt, we're going to be late." Blaine whines for the millionth time.
"5 more minutes Blaine, you told me to get dressed up and you know that takes a long time."
"You look beautiful so can we please go."
"Fine. Where are we going anyway?" I ask as I walk to Blaine's car.
"You'll see."
The ride is full of the same excitement as when we went on our first official date, the excitement of the surprise destination, and the excitement of what is to come.
I instantly recognise the building that Blaine pulls up to, Wicked: The Restaurant.
"We haven't been here since our first official date." I state looking at Blaine suspiciously.
He just takes my hand silently and leads me into the restaurant. We sit at the same table and order the same as that first date and it goes about the same as before however rather than finding out about each other we discuss domestic things such as what we need to buy for our apartment, the bills that need paying and what is happening at work. The entire eventing Blaine is jittery and not really paying attention to what I say, just 'umming' and 'ahhing' at the appropriate places. For pudding we share an 'As Long As Your Mine' Sundae. Once we are finished and the plates are cleared Blaine starts his speech that he has been fretting over all night.
"Kurt" he begins taking my hands across the table, "Every day I am thankful for our trashy ex's for taking us to that key party, because without them we may never have found each other. Although as a believer of fate and destiny and soulmates I know that we would have found a way to meet and fall in love. Nothing about our relationship is conventional, from the way we met to how fast we progressed, but we have never been ones to just sit back and relax, when we want something we work our asses off to get it. What I'm trying to say here is, I love you Kurt, I love you more and more every day, and it's about time I made good on the promise I made the day you gave me this ring." He says looking at his ring sparkling in the artificial light. He takes his hands away and reaches into his pocket whilst getting on one knee next to my chair. He presents me with a beautiful ring in a box and continues "Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, will you make all of my dreams come true and finally become my husband by marrying me?"
"Ye-yes!" I shout pulling him to his feet and kissing him passionately. I vaguely hear people clapping and congratulating us but all I see is Blaine. He puts the ring on my finger, pays the bill and takes me home for a long night of sweet love making.
After visiting my parents and telling them the good news to which we got a lot of "It's about times" we went back to New York so that I could officially start planning our Winter Wedding on the 20th December.
After years of waiting the day is finally here. My wedding day. Or should I say our wedding day. The occasion is the biggest event on the social calendar of course; I went all out on the wedding planning. The setting for the wedding and reception is in The Allen Room (Jazz at Lincoln Center's Frederick P. Rose Hall) which is perfect. There is an enormous window that provides a brilliant view of Central Park and the NYC skyline. The room is decorated tastefully in the colour scheme of white and blue.
My suit is royal blue with a royal blue waistcoat, white shirt, light blue tie and a matching light blue pocket square. Blaine's suit is white with a royal blue waistcoat, tie and matching pocket square. My hair is styled into a perfect coiffe and Blaine's hair is curly but slightly tamed. The bridesmaids (Mercedes, Rachel, and her daughter Barbra) are in simple light blue knee length dresses with a white bow around their waist and in their hair pulling it back into a neat top knot. The best men (Finn, Sam and his son Ethan) are in simple black suits with a light blue tie.
The ceremony is short, as we chose to say our own vows.
"Blaine, thank you, thank you for being my knight in shining armour the night we met and every day since. Thank you for putting up with my moods and my sarcastic comments, but most of all thank you for loving me and making my dreams come true by becoming my husband. I promise to love you forever, and always stick by your side through thick and through thin. I love you."
"Kurt, I don't know how to put into words how much you mean to me, but I'll give it a go. My life is full of regrets, but the one thing that I will never regret is asking you to dinner on the night we met, it pains me to think that if we never met I would still be stuck in an unsatisfying relationship. Thank you for saving me from myself on many of occasions, and thank you for forgiving me for my past and accepting me into your future. I promise to love you throughout eternity, in this lifetime and the many others that we will fall in love in, I love you and I will be by your side forever."
The Justice of peace then tells us to put the rings on each other's ring finger and then we can finally kiss after being announced husband and husband.
Everyone in attendance cheers and congratulates us as we walk to a separate room to sign our marriage certificate. The reception that follows is nothing short of spectacular followed by a two week honeymoon in the Caribbean which is filled with sun, sand and lots of sex.
2 years later
"I saw a really cute baby today, one of the mothers of one of my students had to come in for a meeting and her daughter was so cute." Blaine says dreamily as he snuggles up to me on the sofa.
"Maybe it's about time that we had a kid."
"Yeah, maybe."
Sure enough, 8 months later we are in a doctor's office similar to the one in my dream all of those years ago, and frequently over the past few years. Our surrogate, Holly, is 23 and just graduated from University, but is in need of some money to clear some of her debt. She is currently 5 months pregnant with twins. We couldn't decide who the father was going to be so we both had donated eggs fertilised with our sperm and placed inside Holly. According to the doctors there is not a great chance that an egg will stick on the first try so we are lucky to have two stick.
At the sound of our babies' heartbeat Blaine almost burst with happiness and declared "I love you so much" into my neck.
I'm so caught up in the moment that it takes me a while to realise that he is waiting for me to reply. "I-I love you too." I choke out through sobs.
"Hey, Why are you crying? What's the matter?" He asks concerned, searching my face for any indication as to what is wrong.
"N-nothing I'm just s-so happy."
"Oh Kurt we're going to be dads!" Blaine beams leaning in to kiss me passionately.
4 months later Rose Elizabeth Hummel-Anderson and Alexander Devon Hummel-Anderson are brought into the world. It is clear from very first cries that Rose is biologically Blaine's, and Alexander is biologically mine. We then start the next chapter of our lives, as husbands and parents.
THE END
A/N
As you may have guessed, that is the end of this fanfic. Thank you to everyone who has stuck by this story even though I am rubbish at uploading efficiently. However although the main story is finished if there are any requests for any part of this story to be written in more detail I will be happy to do it.
Thank you for reading.