Chap 22

KURTS POV

*Beep, beep, beeeeep*

Sun's up
A little after twelve
Make breakfast for myself
Leave the work for someone else

I got up to my iPod stereo alarm clock, ready for the day! It may have been early, but I needed to get up to embrace this beautiful day, and of course, prepare for my song.

People say
They say that it's just a phase
They tell me to act my age,
Well I am

I quickly got up and put on my outfit that I chose for today's special occasion, and started moisturizing. I really hoped Blaine would like it, and I hope he didn't notice what song it was last night when he inconveniently interrupted.

On this perfect day,
Nothing's standing in my way

On this perfect day,
When nothing can go wrong

But that kiss… That was a welcome interruption.
I heard a knock at my door.
"Only come in if you have coffee!"

Blaine opened the door with Starbucks, already dressed in his uniform, with a tie draped around his shoulders.

"Ooh, good morning babe!"

I kissed him on the cheek. "Good morning Kurt! Here's your coffee." "Well aren't you just convenient?" I finished up and was ready to go. "Oh, Kurt you forgot your tie." He put down his coffee and put on my tie for me. "You seem to have forgotten your own." And so we stood there putting on each other's ties. I don't know why, but it seemed like a very nice moment to me. I'm glad I came here. We stared at each other happily for a bit, til we realized it was time for class. I downed my coffee and walked arm in arm with Blaine to English. This was a great way to wake up, but I was really just excited for the Warbler's meeting.

BLAINES POV

All the Warbler's gathered in the auditorium, some with sheet music, and others filled with excited chatter. Our February Valentine's singing meet up was always fun, and it was great to listen to each individual Warbler every once in a while, and get to know people's music taste. We all sat down to wait for Ms Smart and Mr Beckenheimer took the stage. Usually we use the vocal rooms for meet ups and practice, but on special occasions we get the stage, and I think it makes the performance ten times better being up there.

"Now, you all know how this works. You sign the sign-up sheet and then when we call your name, you sing! It'll be on the bench to the right incase you haven't signed it yet, but for now, break a leg! Wes, you're up!"

Wes? We all clapped politely, most of us looking confused. He laughed. I couldn't tell if he was joking around or not, which was odd when it came to Wes, he was always joking around. He got up to the mic, and got down on one knee.

"THIS SONG, IS TO PROFESS MY LOVE FOR DAVID TRUMMERS. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, ITS CRAZY."

Yeah, it was a joke.

The intro came in, and we could all barely contain our laughter.

My doll is as dainty as a sparrow,
Her figure is somethin' to applaud.
Where she's narrow she's as narrow an arrow,

Wes made curves with his hands, and I even saw Ms Smart chuckle.

And she's broad where a broad should be broad.
A hundred and one pounds of fun,
That's my little honey bun!
Get a load of honey bun tonight.

We all clapped furiously, because even though it was a joke, he sang it well, and he sang it proud.

Mr. Beckenheimer took the stage. "Uh, Kurt Hummel?" Kurt smiled, and went on stage. He adjusted the mic to his height, and I laughed a little.

"Actually, can Blaine please come on up?" I was shocked, but ran up nonetheless. I wonder what was up his sleeve.

I got up there, a bit nervous. "Am I singing? I don't even know what song you're doing!" "Oh, you know it."

The music started, and I did know it. It was As Long As You're Mine from Wicked. How sweet.

Kurt took the center mic, and I sat a bit offstage on a stool.

Kiss Me too fiercely
Hold me too tight
I need help believing
You're with me tonight

Kurt blushed and looked down, and I got up from my seat.

My wildest dreamings
Could not forsee
Lying beside you
With you wanting me

And just for this moment
As long as you're mine
I've lost all resistance
And crossed some border line

I walked up to the microphone, and we were now both on either sides of it, staring at each other.

And if it turns out
It's over too fast
I'll make every last moment last
As long as you're mine

I started singing.

Maybe I'm brainless
Maybe I'm wise
But you've got me seeing
Through different eyes

Kurt smiled like he had won the lottery.

Somehow I've fallen
Under your spell
And somehow I'm feeling
It's up that I fell

He joined in.

Every moment
As long as you're mine
I'll wake up my body
And make up for lost time

I sang,

Say there's no future
For us as a pair

Remembering that this was what I hear last night, how could I not know it was Wicked?

And though I may know
I don't care
Just for this moment
As long as you're mine
Come be how you want to
And see how bright we shine
Borrow the moonlight
Until it is through
And know I'll be here holding you
As long as you're mine

Keeping true to the musical, I asked:

What is it?

Kurt looked at me in the eyes, and said.

It's just for the first time,
I feel ... wicked

We both looked at each other, breathless, realizing we were in front of a crowd. They clapped and cheered, and Ms Smart took the stage. Well, that was lovely boys! And Blaine, it's your turn!

Kurt went to leave the stage, and I grabbed his arm as he walked by.

"Nu-uh! Not so fast, mister."