Phew this is a long one!
I don't own Glee.
Chapter Five
It had been a week since Blaine had morphed and every day Blaine had woken with the faint hope that he would become himself again, but the sad reality was that he was still a girl. The even scarier part was that a small part of him was getting used to this fact, and even secretly enjoying it. He was starting to have more fun picking out outfits for school, even taking it as far as trying out new styles with his hair. For some reason it felt liberating to him in a way that he had not expected. No one thought it was weird of him to enjoy fashion and clothes as a girl. The only problem was that along with it seemed to be a whole host of other problems. Mainly to do with boys. The jocks at the school had seemed to redouble their efforts at flirting with him, along with quite a few other members of the McKinley Highs population of boys. Once even stoner Brett had flirted with him. Just thinking of that memory gave Blaine shivers. It was depressing. Every boy wanted him. It was the complete opposite to when he had been a boy and it felt bizarre and it was making him feel more than a little uncomfortable about the whole thing. He had even taken the advice of his friends and gone to see Mr Shue. What a waste of time that had been. He had done basically nothing apart from tell off the few guys in glee about it and even that seemed to be half hearted. He just couldn't seem to win when it came to being harassed by half the student population. What was even worse was that because of this development Bree had started to make his life a misery. Sure, her bitchiness was nothing in comparison with some of the bullies he had faced over the years, but it still stung.
Typically the one guy that he wanted to flirt with him didn't want to have a bar of him at all. Sam had been spending less and less time with him over the course of the week. He didn't come over after school any more and he followed the school nurse around everywhere that he went. Blaine only ever seemed to spot Sam with Penny in tow. Seeing Sam so happy with another upset him like he had never thought possible. More than anything he wanted to be Penny. To have Sam like him, want him in that way. But he just didn't know how to do it. A permanent ache had seemed to appear in his chest and it wouldn't go away. So much so that he hadn't been sleeping very well. He had thought that by trying to be more of a girl Sam would like him to a greater extent but he hadn't even noticed.
To top everything off when he had sat down to class this morning his tummy had ached in a dull way that seemed like it was being squeezed slowly on the inside. By the time he was halfway through his first class of the day it had grown to razor barbs. All he could do was clutch his stomach and slump quietly in his seat as he moaned to himself, wishing for it to go away. And the sooner the better. After a while of breathing out slowly, his forehead crunched up in pain and his eyes closed, he felt Tina's hand gently touch his shoulder as she leaned forward, whispering into his ear. "You alright Blaine?"
He shook his mead in misery. "No I feel like I can't even move and my tummy is being cut by lots of sharp razors." Tina made sympathetic noises and rubbed small circles into his shoulder in empathy.
"Do you want me to take you to the nurse?" She asked, looking at him with concern in her eyes.
"No I...I'll be fine." Blaine gave a watery smile to Tina, his head now resting fully on the table, all thoughts of calculus long gone.
"You're really pale Blainey, do you need to go to the bathroom? Is it..?"
Blaine frowned deeply, puzzled by Tina's insinuation until he realised something that Tina had moaned to him about many months ago when he had still been a boy. Something he had tried to forget had ever been spoken to him since it was so terrifying to even contemplate. He was having girl issues. Why? Dear lord why me? "Shit..."
"Here, take this." Tina hissed to him quickly, handing him what appeared to be aspirin and a small circular package wrapped like an ice cream or something... His eyebrows shot up as it dawned on him what his friend had passed him and he looked down at his hand aghast. Was he really going to have to deal with this? Truly? Was this really happening to him? It appeared it was. Shoving the offending items into his pocket he weakly put his hand up to ask for a bathroom pass, his cheeks bright pink from the sheer thought of what he was about to do. He didn't think he had ever been so mortified in his entire life.
"Yes Blaine?" Mr Robertson inquired, looking less than impressed with him. Probably because he hadn't been paying any attention to his class at all for the entire period.
"Um, can I go to the bathroom please?" Sighing, Mr Robertson took a pink slip out of his drawer and held it up for Blaine to take. Scurrying towards the slip he snatched it rapidly out of his teachers hand and flew down the corridor to the toilets wishing that this new nightmare would be over before it got any worse...
After having taken Tina's aspirin and having gone through what was quite possibly the most disgusting moment of his life, Blaine stood in his PE shorts, thankful that he had a change of underwear and shorts spare. Being a girl was a hell of a lot messier than he had ever realised. He now had a whole new appreciation for all the women in this world. They had to deal with this on a regular basis. Blaine just hoped he wouldn't have to. He never wanted to go through this again. "You feeling a little better Blaine?" Tina sidled up to him, a comforting smile on her face.
"Yeah. Thanks Tina, you really saved me back there." She really had. Blaine had felt like he was being ripped apart earlier. It had not been fun at all.
"No probs. You would have done the same for me. Anyway, I was wondering, since it's Friday do you wanna come over and have a girlie sleepover at mine?" Tina inquired, smiling broadly, a look of hope flitting across her face.
"Um... sure. Why not?" He had no idea what a girlie sleepover consisted of but it couldn't be anything too bad, right? Plus he might be able to finally get around to asking Tina's advice about this whole horrid experience.
"Yay! We can eat popcorn and watch movies and give each other makeovers. It'll be awesome. I'll see you later then."
"Yeah...later." Blaine mumbled as he watched his best friend skipping away to her next class. Makeovers? What have I got myself into...
Sam had surreptitiously been watching Blaine and Tina with their heads bent close to one another and his heart flopped in his chest as a small smile spread over Blaine's face. He had tried to avoid his friend in an effort to try and work through this weirdness he felt every time he looked at her now but it hadn't seemed to work. Instead he just found himself staring at her intensely every time he saw her out of the corner of his eyes. His heart had started to pound when he saw her cute crooked smile, and her eyes the colour of honey. He longed to hear her melodic laugh and, too be completely honest, he missed hearing Blaine sing. She hadn't sung since she became a girl and Sam had the feeling that when she did it would be epic. Blaine had always been the most talented boy in glee, but now was she the most talented girl? He loved her voice, he could listen to it all day, the smooth caramel lilt that had come with her girlish features. But most of all his heart stopped at her strength, her kindness and her intelligence. Sam wasn't sure he had ever felt this way about a girl before and the fact that it was Blaine, who was technically a dude under all this flesh, was freaking him out some. The problem was, he missed Blaine. He missed his best friend. The only way he had figured to distract him from all this though seemed to be flirting with the new school nurse. So that was what he had done. Unfortunately things didn't seem to be going anywhere. He needed some advice and Blaine was the one person he wanted to ask. Who wouldn't laugh at him about it. Sam felt he had no choice. "Hey Blaine wait up!" He called out, jogging towards the petite girl, whose curls bounced in her high ponytail as she turned her head and looked up at him with those large eyes that seemed to melt him every time he looked into them. Come on Sammy concentrate. This is your friend. That is what Blaine wants from you, nothing more, and this weirdness will pass. It has to, cause Blaine's your best friend.
"What's wrong Sammy?" Blaine asked, the curiosity in her eyes as well as a faint glimmer of hope. They had not spoken for almost three days now. At least not when it had been just the two of them.
"Er..I was wondering if you could help me with something?" Sam shuffled his feet, looking at the floor so he wouldn't get hypnotised any further than he already had.
"Like what?"
"Umm, well, you're a girl now so I figured you might be able to give me a whole new perspective on things." He waved his arms around manically to try and make his point, pouting in the hopes that Blaine would help him. He received an arch of her right eyebrow and pursed lips in response.
"What things?" She inquired pointedly, suddenly making the temperature of the corridor seem to fall by ten degrees and Sam shivered. He had never known that Blaine was capable of doing the Quinn bitch stare but there it was and it was scaring him a little. Blaine was turning more and more into a girl every day. Every second of every day.
"You know, about how to woo girls and stuff..." Saying it out loud Sam felt like a complete fool and he saw the hurt enter Blaine's eyes briefly before they became cool again. He couldn't help but notice that she was clutching her folder closer to her like a defensive shield of sorts and her bottom lip quivered slightly. Wait, does Blaine not like me and Penny together? Is it possible that Blaine likes me? In that way?
"You want me to give you advise on how to get Penny to be your girlfriend?"
"Yeah." Ok that was the wrong answer. Sam winced as soon as the word was out his mouth, watching Blaine's features darken ten fold, anger replacing her hurt. Fact. Blaine does not like Penny. Or me being with Penny. Maybe I should stop... I mean I don't even know this girl and I don't want to lose Blainey. Ever.
"Are you serious?" Blaine spat out and Sam saw the tears enter the corners of her eyes making his heart stutter dead in his chest. Even Sam felt wrong now. Sure Penny was fun, but she was no Blaine. She didn't get him most of the time either. What was he even doing? He looked at Blaine with his best puppy dog eyes wishing he had never had this stupid idea in the first place. His friendship with Blaine meant more to him than anything else. Even if it was odd right now.
"I'm sorry Blaine. I should never have asked you this. It was really insensitive of me. I don't want to lose you as a friend but this whole thing? It's really confusing me and not in a good way." He gulped down the lump in his throat that had risen and watched as Blaine's eyes looked down as she thought about what to say next.
"...What do you want me to say Sammy? This is no picnic for me either. Being a girl is hard and I really need my best friend right now." He watched as she stopped, clearly leaving out something and Sam wished he knew what that was.
"Oh..." Is that all you can say Sam Evans. SAY SOMETHING!
Blaine sighed, looking resigned and more than a little distressed. Sam might even have said that she looked heartbroken if he didn't know any better. "Look just listen to her, find out what she likes then go from there."
Smiling softly at his friend, he took her tiny hands in his and swung them between their bodies till she started to smile back. "Thanks Blaine. I know it's been hard on you the past week or so but you're my best friend. I want you to know that. You'll always be my bro no matter what happens."
"Thanks..." She whispered out and he had the sudden need to hold her tightly to him. He just seemed to feel so protective of her now and it was a strange feeling to have when Blaine had never needed him that way before. Ever.
"Come here. I love you B." Laying his head on the top of hers, he laced his arms around her tightly, not wanting to let his little friend go.
"I love you too." He faintly heard as her arms snaked around his waist and he felt the beginnings of a wet spot on his shirt where her tears ran free. He vowed that he needed to be there for Blaine a lot more from now on. No matter how it made him feel because standing here right now, like this with Blaine felt like the most right thing in the whole universe. Like everything finally made sense and Sam wished this feeling, and this embrace would never end.
Blaine had been sitting munching on Tina's chocolate chip cookies for the entire film. There was one thing he could say about periods, it made him want to eat all the junk food in the world. It had made him seriously over emotional too. Earlier with Sam had been one of the most awkward experiences with his friend ever. Why he had cried like that into his friends arms he couldn't even begin to explain. Well, actually he could but he didn't want to think about that. At least not tonight. Tonight was all about having fun. Girl style. Whatever that meant.
"You good?" Tina quizzed him as they sat watching Legally Blonde, Blaine trying to drink in all the advice in it on how to be a girl. He shrugged, not knowing what to answer. "It's just you seem really out of it lately, like you've never worn girls clothes or make up before or something, which is ridiculous!"
Blaine laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Uh, yeah totally ridiculous." Chewing the insides of his lips he took a deep breath and decided to just ask Tina advice, not caring what it sounded like. "I...I um, don't feel very girlie at the moment I suppose. I feel so wrong in anything that I wear. I don't know what to do. What should I do Tina? How do I make myself feel more like a girl?"
"Oh Blainey. You know what you need to get your mojo back, don't you?" Shaking his head, Blaine gave Tina wide, innocent eyes as he waited nervously for her reply. "A makeover!" Tina rushed to her dresser, picking up a whole load of different coloured eye shadows and lipsticks and some strange torture device that looked a bit like curved tongs. Oh dear lord, what have I said? I'm going to die...
Surprisingly Blaine was really enjoying being primped by Tina. He hadn't felt this relaxed in ages. She had moisturised his face and painted his toenails in a sparkly blue colour and was onto his finger nails. Strangely it did make him feel prettier and more feminine and he liked it. They had giggled and gossiped about all the people in the school, even going as far as rating the guys in glee club in order of hotness. Thinking about Sam caused a spike of pain enter his chest but he guessed there was no getting around that. Sam was in the glee club with him and Blaine's supposed best friend. That and...
"So B, what exactly is going on with you right now? You seem distracted."
"I... nothing much really." Tina gave him a look as though she didn't believe for a second that it was nothing. She was right.. "Ok, ok. I spoke to Kurt the other day and he, well he was so distant with me." Blaine winced internally. He hadn't been thinking of Kurt much at all lately. He had actually been thinking all of Sam and his long, blonde locks, his soft, plump lips and his easy smile. His compassion and warmth. Blaine was trying very hard not to think about Sam at every available second that he had as it was seriously distracting him. He could barely concentrate in class, he didn't feel like singing even. With this whole Sam thing, the fact that he's now a girl and all the people at school harassing him for one reason or another. It was too much. He needed Sam so much right now, but he was too busy with Penny.
"Wait, are you still crushing on Kurt?" Tina questioned him incredulously and Blaine felt a blush rise on his cheeks. Tina finished with the bottle of polish and rifled through her bag to produce a blue eye shadow and started applying it onto Blaine's lids, meaning he had no where he could go. He briefly wondered whether she had done this on purpose.
"No, it's not that, it's... Well I thought I knew him, but I guess I don't." Blaine sighed heavily. Kurt had been so different with him when they had talked last, almost cold and indifferent on Kurt's part as though Blaine had been an interference. Blaine didn't want to think about it or Kurt if that was who he really, truly was.
"I'm sorry Blainey days. We've all been there. I used to think I knew Mike better than anyone but..." Tina shrugged nonchalantly, getting out her eye liner and tipping Blaine's head, fear rising in his heart a little as a pencil came close. "Now keep still." Like I have a choice. I don't want to be blinded in one eye.
Silence came over them as Tina concentrated on finishing Blaine's makeover. When she put the mirror in front of him after she was done he almost gasped at the difference. His cheekbones looked higher, his eyes larger and his lips fuller. He looked beautiful. Is this really me? Do I really look like this? Blaine's mind went back a few days to when Sam had stated that he was the most beautiful girl in the school. Well, in Sam's own words and his insides twisted. "Tey?" He asked quietly, his heart pounding.
"Yeah?" She asked, leaning forwards inquisitively.
"I..." Tears welled up as he bit his lip from blurting out his deepest, darkest secret. "Never mind..." He shook his head, unable to form the words as his throat constricted.
"B you can tell me. We're bound by the girlfriend contract."
Blaine frowned, not understanding what Tina meant. "What's that?"
"You know!" She giggled loudly. "We keep everything we talk about between the two of us, tell each other when we look awful, that kind of thing. Which brings me to my next point. You might want to do something about down there honey, it's getting a little wild."
"Pardon?" Blaine cocked his head, looking blankly at Tina. Wild? Down where? What is this girl talking about. Sometimes I wonder...
"You know, down there." She pointed to his crotch and his cheeks deepened furiously.
"It's not supposed to be like that?" Blaine squeaked out. It was bad enough that he was forced to wash his 'lady' parts as he thought of them, but he was supposed to maintain them? Why did he have to to have this nightmare thrust upon him. Why?
"Erm...well it's your choice but..." Blaine was horrified at the sheer thought of doing anything to that region of himself. Why was being a girl so hard? "Whilst you're at it you might want to do your armpits and legs as well sweetie. I could help you if you want?"
"Sure... Um thanks Tey." Ok, so this was now officially the lowest point in his life and that was after the events of this morning. Deeply mortified, Blaine gaped at his friend who didn't seem at all phased by this conversation in the slightest. Did girls really have no qualms with talking about stuff like that with each other? It seemed to be the case.
"You're welcome. Now what was it you wanted to talk to me about?"
He groaned. Tina just never let things go. Or forgot anything that you said to her. Why did he confide in this girl? Oh right, cause he loved her. She was fun and kind despite being overly observant whenever you wanted her to let something go. "Really...it's nothing."
"Well if you're sure."
"Yeah. I'm definitely sure."
Tina flicked through a magazine, pretending to look like she didn't care at all but Blaine knew her all too well. She would not forget his conversation any time soon. Sighing, bubbles of nerves sprang up as he wondered what else may be in store this evening. Especially since Tina was done flicking through the magazine and had strolled over to the bathroom mumbling something about wax...
Turning in the double bed he was sharing with Tina, Blaine scrunched up a little, feeling tender. Tina had not been merciful. He wasn't sure he had any more hair left apart from on the top of his head after Tina's 'maintenance' as she called it. She had even plucked his eyebrows. It felt strange and almost lighter in a way but he wasn't sure if it was a form of torture or a way to make you feel more feminine. He didn't feel any more feminine that was for sure. But then deep in his heart he wasn't a girl. Blaine had always thought that boys had it bad having to shave every day, sometimes twice a day for him if he went out in the evenings but this was a whole new experience. He had never even begun to contemplate how much hair girls got rid of just to appeal to boys. Blaine felt it was unfair. Girls seemed to have it way harder and no boys ever even realised this one iota. He was never going to overlook Tina and the effort she made daily ever again. Ever. He was going to tell her she was beautiful way more often. I wonder whether Sam would notice. Probably not, it's not like he likes me in that way. He turned back to look at his friend, who had her eyes closed as she attempted to fall asleep and felt closer to Tina then he ever had in his life. He now knew what it was like to be her.
"Tey, I lied before." He softly stated, Tina's eyes fluttering open.
"I know. You ready to talk now?" She asked, smiling warmly at him, her hand cupping his gently.
"I... I hate seeing Sam with Penny."
She chuckled lowly and nodded knowingly. "I know. You glare at them whenever we see them together. It's just like with Brittany. You like Sam don't you?"
Blaine blushed scarlet, but thanked his lucky stars that they were in the dark so Tina couldn't see his flaming cheeks as he fully realised just how much those words were true. He did like Sam. He had ever since the beginning of senior year. He liked his kindness and how he was always there for Blaine. He liked how Sam always listened and never told him he was being an idiot. He liked how understanding Sam was about everything to do with Blaine. He loved him. From his silly long hair style to his blank expression. He loved all of Sam. A sob escaped his lips and he wept openly. "...Yes. A lot. But he doesn't like me that way T."
"Oh B." Tina hugged Blaine fiercely as he wept onto her shoulder. What was he going to do? How could he live like this? It was breaking his heart to see Sam with Penny. He just couldn't do it. "I suppose now would be the best time to tell you that Sam is always staring at you and that I think he's just scared of admitting his feelings for you which is why he's turned to Penny." Blaine stopped abruptly, befuddled by what Tina had told him. Sam likes me? No that can't be true otherwise he wouldn't be with Penny...
"But why is he scared? I don't understand."
"Well, think about it from his perspective. You are the one girl that he has been able to have a good, healthy relationship with for more than a couple of months tops. He doesn't want that to end. If you change your relationship, add the whole sex element to it then it could break. Sam doesn't want to lose you. You know he's a lot more vulnerable then he lets on. All boys are." Chewing his bottom lip Blaine nodded pensively. Sam did have a tendency to only last for a short while with girls. Maybe he really was scared. But if that was the case then what could he do to show Sam that he loved him and that it wouldn't break their relationship? That it could only make them stronger.
"You're right. But how can I show him that it won't break? That it would only make us stronger?"
"Would it?" Tina questioned, her eyebrows going up as she waited for Blaine to answer. Not even Tina believed in them. How was Blaine supposed to get Sam to when Tina didn't believe because if Tina didn't believe, would anyone else?
He felt anger rising inside of him. He and Sam were stronger than anyone even knew. And that included Sam. Blaine was sure of it. "Yes! I could never not have Sam in my life. He will always be my best friend. Other than you of course."
"Maybe you should sing it to him then? He usually gets it if you sing it to him."
Slowly but surely a grin appeared on Blaine's face as songs went through his mind at a hundred miles an hour till at last he thought of the perfect song. Sam was sure to understand when he sang it in Glee on Monday. "Yeah, you're right. Thank you Tina, you're the best."
"I know. Honestly boys are more hassle then they are worth sometimes, but would we ever want to live without them?"
Blaine giggled at the idea of a world with no men in it. "No, because it would be boring."
"Too right. Only Tana would be happy in a world of no boys." They smile happily at each other till they burst into giggles. Breathless Blaine asked Tina one question he needed to know the answer to.
"Tey Tey, why does being a girl have to be so hard?"
"I don't know Blaine. I really don't know, but would you really want to be a boy?"
"...I used to be." He murmured, so quietly no one heard and his mind raced as memories of what he once was flooded him. Of all the times he had spent with Kurt, with Sam. Of what it meant to be a boy. Never had he known how different it was between the two sexes. "Night Tey." He called out, his eyelids getting heavy from all the memories coming to his mind.
"Night B."
Monday came and Blaine had picked a cute outfit making him look a little like a cowgirl. He had tight skinny jeans with brown fringed cowgirl boots on and a red and blue checked shirt. To top his outfit off he had placed a small cowgirl hat clip onto his head with his curls flowing down his back freely. He really thought he looked good and he felt good for a change. Tina's makeover had helped and for the first time Blaine was starting to feel like a girl.
He had driven over to pick up Sam in his prius and sat singing lowly to himself the song he had chosen to sing later on in glee practise that morning. On hearing the door open, he saw Sam's wide smile as he got in the car, shutting the door. "So you're not too small to drive this car then?" Blaine scowled at the height joke and turned the car on, making his way to school.
"Very funny Sam."
"Aw, I'm sorry. You look nice today." Blaine's lips drew up at the corners at Sam's compliment. Over the weekend Blaine had made a decision. He was going to win Sam, whatever it took and the first step was to make Sam aware that he was a viable option.
"Only nice?" He inquired flirtatiously, batting his eyelashes a couple of times before looking through them at a gulping Sam.
"Er-er.. Well I...Um, that is...You're stunning Blainey and you know it." Blaine giggled. Sorry Penny but you're not getting your hands on Sammy. Sammy is mine.
"Thank you. You'll be in glee this morning right?" Blaine asked lightly and Sam nodded as he began playing around with Blaine's stereo like he always did to find a song that he liked. "Good, I've decided to make my singing début as a girl today."
"Cool!" Sam answered, turning to Blaine and looking excited. "Anything I know?" Blaine shrugged, not wanting to give anything away.
"You'll have to wait and see." Blaine told him mysteriously. Blaine could only hope that he had picked the right song.
"So Blaine you wanted to sing something you've been working on?" Mr Shue clapped his hands together and then gestured for Blaine to take the stage. Brad stood and made his way to the corner of the room, giving Blaine a quick wink as he left the piano to Blaine's capable hands. Blaine had found it was harder to play when he had practised on the piano at home over the weekend, what with having smaller hands, but he could still do it with proficiency. Sitting on the stool with a small flourish, he began to hit the black and white keys.
What I'm looking for,
Is a love that's forever,
Someone who can capture my soul in a heartbeat,
And stay for all time.
What I'm praying for,
Is a match made in heaven,
Someone who will worship my body,
And still put his heart on the line.
Commitment,
Someone who'll go the distance,
I need somebody with staying power,
Who'll make me go weak at the knees.
Commitment,
Any everything that goes with it,
I need honour and love in my life from somebody,
Who playing for keeps.
Sam sat entranced. Blaine's voice was astounding. It had a caramel like smooth quality to it that took his breath away. Sam only dared think it but he thought Blaine was better than Rachel Berry. She was that good. A few beats in he started to hear the words she was singing and his heart fluttered uncontrollably. She was gazing straight at him. Could this really mean? His breath hitched in his throat. Blaine loved him back. Blaine loved him. In that moment he didn't see a girl any more, beautiful as she may be, but instead simply Blaine. Blaine's essence and what Sam saw was so breathtaking he could dare speak it. Blaine's loving qualities, Blaine's loyalty and grace. Blaine's entrancing nature that compelled him forwards. The trust and understanding, the kindness and compassion. Sam was irrevocably and forever in love.
What I'm searching for,
Is a man who'll stand by me,
Who will walk though the fire,
And be my flame in the night.
I won't settle for,
Less than what I deserve,
A friend and a lover who'll love me,
For the rest of my life.
As Blaine sat looking solely at Sam he watched in awe as Sam's face changed from a crumpled confusion to an open loving stare and a wide smile fell upon Sam's handsome features. Blaine's heart skipped a beat as he played on, knowing that what was happening in these few moments between the two as they looked straight into each others eyes was the beginning of something more for them. It was the beginnings of their love story and he couldn't help the tears of joy slowly falling down his face. He had secretly wished for this for so long now, even when he had still been with Kurt, but he had pushed it aside because he thought that it would always be a fantasy. Now he dared hope for the reality of something more with the man he had slowly grown to love over the space of a year. His love for Sam had never come to him in a bang like when he realised his feelings for Kurt, but it had grown so gradually he hadn't known the precise point when the seeds had been sown in his heart. But now he couldn't think of a time when he hadn't loved Sam and he knew this time his love would last forever.
Commitment,
Someone who'll go the distance,
I need somebody with staying power,
Who'll make me go weak at the knees.
Commitment,
Any everything that goes with it,
I need honour and love in my life from somebody,
Who playing for keeps.
Yeah I've had promises broken,
Three words left unspoken,
They just left me aching for more.
But I've found temptation,
I won't be impatient,
There's one thing that's worth waiting for.
Commitment,
Any everything that goes with it,
I need honour and love in my life from somebody,
Who playing for keeps.
Commitment,
Someone who'll go the distance,
I need somebody with staying power,
Who'll make me go weak at the knees.
Commitment,
Any everything that goes with it,
I need honour and love in my life from somebody,
Who playing for keeps.
Blaine's fingers ended the song and he heard the buzzer sound. He could only watch as Sam's face fell and he shuffled quickly out of class, clearly trying to get to his next class rapidly. He sighed openly, wishing more than anything for time alone with the one person he genuinely loved. Those three words were still left unspoken. For now...
Song used: Commitment – Leann Rimes.