This Is Me
Hey! I think I'm gonna change the title of this story, I found a better one to go with. This USED TO BE "STILL HAVEN'T FOUND WHAT I'M LOOKING FOR"
Okay so I wrote this with extreme writers block, and I'm so sorry for such a delay! I don't think this is a very great chapter. And I'm sorry my chapters are so short! My laptop doesnt have Word so I use WordPad and it doesn't realy show pages, but only how many words there are or if there is any mispelled words. So I think its a lot, but its really not. I'm trying to write longer chapters! If you guys would like too, please put your ideas in the commentary section, it'll help my writers block and make the story better!
Sorry this is so short!
Looking at the small slip of paper in his hands, Blaine finds himself debating whether or not to call the number. It was harder to think of an answer with Sebastian breathing down his neck like a hawk. "Sebastian! Leave me be, Jesus." The raven haired man chastised.
"But Blainersss..." The meerkat faced boy whined
"Go. Now. Leave me alone."
Fixing his hair Sebastian argued more, "But I just wanna hear what you have to say to the boy we met today. Come onnn, Blaine. Call him."
"But maybe I don't want too! Goddammit, do you not see that!? I don't want to be someones one night stand, you know what Sebastian?" Getting up and stomping to the door, slamming his door open, "Get out. Leave. Fuck you."
Clenching his teeth he waited for the boy to move before Wes came bustling into the room, "Woah! Okay, calm down now guys. Blaine, you don't have to call him if you don't want too. I understand. Sebastian, leave him alone now or else I'll let you get kicked out." He tried to settle the mess unraveling before them all.
"I just don't know if I should call him or not.. Like, I'm not sure. I know it's been a day since we met but I feel like it'd just be a one night stand and not something I want," Blaine spoke up, while sitting on the floor in criss cross position. Looking just like a child again. Sighing, he took the slip of paper in hiss hands and stroking it with his thumb. "He seemed like such a nice person, when you all weren't around. If he was like that all the time I'd be with him now and not here."
"I understand, but if you say he was nice to you without us around I'd say call him. I mean, he's a big time rockstar he has to be a little aggressive to get through the life of a bunch fan girls hounding him everyday. I'm sure he just doesn't know how to stop it all, sometimes." Dave pipped up, from the back of the room.
Sighing, again, Blaine got up and picked up his phone. "I guess you're right. I'll call him, I guess." Dialing the number, Sebastian could practically be heard squealing a mile away.
It's weird, he's always trying to get with me? I don't know why he's setting me up with this kid... Probably just to get me laid. He was too lost in his thoughts to realize there was a voice on the other side of the phone.
"Uhm, hello?" "Hellooo?" "Uh I'm just gonna han-" Kurt's voice finally rang through Blaine's ears.
"Oh hi! Okay, sorry to bother you but uh it's Blaine.. You gave me your number yesterday and I finally got the guts to call you.."
"Hi, uh thanks for calling. I never thought you actually would. Honestly." Kurt chuckled lightly on the other side of the phone
"So I was thinking.. Why don't we meet up sometime? Just me and you, no one else. I want to get to know the real side of you. Not the boy in that store."
Soft giggling came from the other side of the phone, making Blaine smile wider than was probably physically possible.
"I'd love that. How about tomorrow? At 6:30?"
"That's perfect."
Click
Sighing, Blaine put his phone down. Time to think about what to do.
"RAAAACH" Squealing rung through the larger apartment, running out from his room Kurt couldn't wipe the smile off his face. "Yes, Kurt?" A sing-song voice rose through and into his ears. "He called! And he said he wants to get to know the real me, not the 'bad boy' side of me! Oh my god Rachel, finally, someone I think I can actually show myself to. He wants to see the real me. I let myself slip when we were alone outside of the store. I just couldn't help it, Rach. His eyes are so full of life and such a bright honey color and god, he wants to see me. This me." Kurt rambled on and on and Rachel let him have his moment.
Sighing, Rachel picked up her cup of tea and took a sip before looking into the boys glasz eyes, "Kurt, calm down. Who knows what's gonna happen? He could just be another Brody, y'know. Pretending to be something when he's something else. Don't get all excited yet, I don't wan to have to mend a broken heart for you."
"I know, Rach. But something seems so different about him. He's nothing like the boys I've met before. The boys I've met at my concerts, where I can't be myself. Oh god, I just want this to work."
"I know you do, now come on lets go try and form up a new song. Maybe now will be a good time to start a new image you've been wanting? One about Blaine, and maybe you can sing it to him?"
"Oh god, yes, pleasee. I don't want to be a bad "punk" rock guy anymore. It's not me, and you know that. This is me." Kurt gestured towards his outfit, his perfectly coiffed hair, is dress pants and fashionable jacket with a matching broach.
"I know, hun. C'mon, lets go write that song."
Picking up his guitar, Kurt started working in new chords while Rachel fiddled with the piano and they both worked up some lyrics. Kurt just hoped the date tomorrow went well...