Chapter 2 – Friday Morning

I woke up with the Sun hitting on my face. It was so hot and intense that I was sweating. It was grouse. Unless if it were, of course, with Blaine. I could have that kind of sweat every day. The incredible part is that it was winter. Shouldn't be so hot like that.

I got up, still asleep like a zombie, took off my clothes and went straight to the shower. I started by cleaning my face, and there was a huge quantity of oil on it. It was really disgusting, not as the normal oil on the face that people usually have. It was a lot. If I didn't have my creams, I would stay on that shower for the rest of the day.

After finished, I putted my white shirt with the brown vest, blue jeans, my white shoes and went to the dressing table to make my hair and use my miraculous creams. When I got ready, picked my car keys and went to Blaine's house to catch him up.

I got early on the Anderson's house. Knowing my boyfriend, Blaine would take at least twenty five more minutes to be ready, so I would just wait there.

While waiting, I started to observe the house. Wow. I had never noted that they had so many security cameras. There were at least twenty on the outside. Imagine inside the house. And what a huge house! It had three floors and a garage, containing a jeep, a Ferrari and a BMW. Blaine had already showed me and that was hard to forget.

Looking more to the house, I could see creepers growing through the walls with some white flowers. I was going up with my eyes on their trail when I found the window of Blaine's room on the second floor. It was open, so I could see him there, picking up his shirt and changing in to them. But I guess he found out someone was watching him and closed the curtains, but immediately re-opened and looked down to my car. At first, he was interested and strained about the mobile. To give him a clue, I smile with my head out of the car; He smiled me back, waved and made a gest, trying to say 'I'll be down there in a minute'. And I couldn't help myself of looking at his non-gelled-bright-curly hair.

After five minutes, he was getting into the car, giving me a good morning kiss and after it, clicking the seat belt. I turned the keys and made the way to school. His hair was gelled at the moment.

"You got early!" He said enthusiastic.

"Couldn't stop thinking about you. Also, I woke up earlier this morning" I smile and he responded with another.

"I see… Well, since we're early, don't you want to stop somewhere, for just fifteen minutes… You know… So I can suck your mouth and neck. Or something else…" I didn't look at him in that moment, but I'm pretty sure he had a dirty smile on the face.

"As much as I'd love that" I made a pause to press the indicator button on the car to light up the left lantern, "You took a little bit longer to get changed than I expected, so we'd have just a couple of minutes. Five on the top. Sorry sweetie but we're going to make the school way. Maybe Monday."

"Fine" He was a little bit frustrated "I'm scheduling this for Monday, and I mean it. Be at my home earlier like today. I'll be ready." And then, he was determined.

"I was just kidding, but fine. By the way, my dad let me go to the travel. Also, I told him Rachel would be there. He doesn't have to know the whole truth, right?"]

"Kurt! You can't lie to your father; I thought you had a nice relation with each other!"

"I'm just kidding, course I didn't tell him that. But he got some nervous for knowing we're going to be there alone."

"Your father doesn't know we have sex?"

"No. And I don't pretend to tell him for a long time…"

"Wow. That's weird."

"Why?"

"Because even my father knows. Sure, he wasn't so acceptable but there's nothing he can do about it, and he already has realized that, so he just stopped caring about this kind of stuff."

I stopped the car instantaneously. His father knew? The father who tried to make Blaine more straight? The father who didn't support Blaine with his bullying problems? The father who avoided Blaine for a week after he told him he had a boyfriend?

I actually started to believe in apocalypse on that moment.

"Hm… Kurt?" I realized I lost myself in my thoughts and came back to real world.

"Oh. Sorry. What did you say?"

"I asked you if you won't get out of the car. We arrived school already, driver." The last word came with cherish and irony.

"Sure, I will. Yeah, let's go to the class."

We got out of the car and made our way to our lockers and after, class.