Oh wow, lol! Okay I see you guys' reviews but I can't reply to them or whatever because I'm that clueless! Sorry- but just wanted to let you know I see them. This chapter will be long I think... Not sure. And don't worry it'll get better :D oh and about the band... Still not sure XD *cough* follow me on twitter jai_kamealoha *cough*
After leaving Puck's house without telling everyone, Kurt and Blaine entered the Hudson-Hummel residence. Kurt laid his head on Blaine's chest, staring up at his bed room ceiling. He had a feeling that everything was his fault, but Blaine had told him that is wasn't.
"Blaine- I'm so sorry, it-"
"Kurt, stop it." Blaine said firmly. Kurt opened his mouth again, but closed it and standing up.
"Do you want to go out for dinner?" Kurt asked, fixing his hair. Blaine shrugged and sat up, leaning against the wall.
"I would like to just be with you, so I really don't care."
Kurt smirked at him through the mirror.
"So cheesy, Anderson."
"I'm serious, Hummel. Come back over here." Blaine whined. Kurt shook his head, taking off his jacket and shoes. He then sat at the edge of the bed and lit a cigarette. "Kurt, please stop smoking." Blaine crawled over to Kurt and took it away from him. Kurt shrugged, blowing smoke out his mouth.
"Blaine, I've tried before. It's hard. Besides we're gonna die someday." He took the cigarette back and stuck it in his mouth.
"Let's not let that day be today... Please." Kurt ignored him. "Well I refuse to kiss you any longer, if you don't stop smoking." Blaine crossed his arms, seriously. Kurt turned to him, a bewildered look on his face.
"Blaine, that's not fair baby."
"It is. Do it for me. Or no kisses." Blaine looked at him straight in his blue eyes.
"You are so difficult..." Kurt put out his cigarette then threw it out his window. He rolled his eyes at Blaine's grin, then laid down on his bed. Blaine came over and sat on too of him, cupping his chin and giving him a small kiss on the nose.
"You said you'll give me a kiss if I stopped!" Kurt protested. Blaine smiled then kisses him properly. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's back, pulling him down so he was laying flat on him.
It started out slow, a few biting each other's lips. Blaine pressed his lips harder on Kurt's ignoring the odd taste of cigarettes, and ran a hand threw Kurt's perfectly coiffed hair.
"Not the hair Blaine!" Kurt whined. Blaine rolled his eyes an sat up. He stood off of Kurt and jumped on the bed. Kurt bounced up and down, yelling at Blaine the whole time.
"Come on! Let's go somewhere!" Blaine shouted hopping of the bed.
"Now you want to go somewhere." Kurt said sarcastically. He got up off the bed and took his shirt and pants off. He told Blaine he was going to take a shower first. Blaine nodded and left Kurt's room. He walked up the stairs, considering Kurt's room was in the basement, and entered the living room. Blaine turned the tv on and flipped through it, before deciding to watch The Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. He stretched then sat on the couch, pushing curls out his face. Though the tv was on, Blaine wasn't paying it much attention.
All that was on his mind, besides Kurt, was his dad. Was it true that he would kick his out? He looked pretty serious. Blaine kept getting angrier and angrier with his father. How can someone hate their own son? He felt tears threatening to spill over, so he thought of something else.
Jared. No, not him. He was no longer a concern to Blaine. He sighed and ran a hand down his face.
"Who do we call? Toodles! Oh Toodles!?" Mickey said along with Goofy an his yellow dog Pluto. Blaine smiled slightly. He remembered watching this with his mom when he was younger. Every morning before kindergarten he'd wake up around six and rush out of his room and turn the tv to Disney channel. His mom would bring him his bowl of Cheerios and sit next to him on the floor, singing the theme song with him. She'd always run a hand through his curls which made him feel so safe, and once the show was over, she'd help him get ready for school. Blaine truly missed those days, when his mom and dad were there for him. When she had died, Blaine blame everything on himself.
He was asking his mom to go to the store because he was hungry, but she had told him it was storming. Even though he was above the age to be doing so, he started crying an throwing a tantrum until his mom have in and left, promising to be right back. When the phone call came, Blaine couldn't think straight. His father started drinking and abusing him and saying that it was his fault, and after a while, he began to believe it. Because it was his fault. He could've waited. He could've still had a mom. And a dad. If he waited his mom wouldn't have died then his dad wouldn't have beaten him and called him names. If his dad wasn't abusive, he wouldn't have had another family. If-if he hadn't had another family, he wouldn't have met Jared. If he wouldn't have met Jared, he wouldn't have met Kurt. If he had not met Kurt, his life would've been completely different. He could have-
"Blaine, why are you crying? Is there, something wrong?" Kurt said, coming through the kitchen door.
"What? No." Blaine said sitting up, looking over to Kurt with a confused expression.
"You're crying." Kurt said sitting beside Blaine and drying his tears.
"Oh." Blaine wiped a tear away with the pad of his thumb. "I didn't even know." He smiled slightly, but felt sort of lost.
"Hmm.. Well, are you ready?" Kurt stood up and stretched. Blaine looked him over, and smirked. Kurt's long slender legs were clothed in super tight red jeans and his torso in a plains white button up shirt tucked neatly into his jeans. His hair perfectly coiffed, and his eyes a bright color of blue.
"Sure. Do you have anything I can wear?" Blaine stood and pointed at the stained plaid long sleeve that smelled of alcohol. Kurt shook his head, but then thought of Finn's clothes.
"Yeah, I think Finn has something." He pulled Blaine off the couch and through the hall way on the first floor and turned to the right and down a shorter hallway. He pushed Blaine into the door at the end of that hallway and opened the door. "Um, just look through something that might be your size. He's kinda big."
"Ah, he's just tall." Blaine said smiling. He picked out a pink shirt that had green stripes on it and held it up against his body. "This should do." He pulled off his long sleeve and flexed, just for Kurt's entertainment and pulled on Finn's shirt. It fit perfectly. He kept his own jeans on and shoes, grabbing Kurt's hand in his with a smile. "Where are we going?"
"Breadstix, or the Lima Bean?" Kurt asked exiting the house.
"Lima Bean sounds good. Not that hungry." Blaine got in the passenger seat of Kurt's black Navigator with a smile.
"Sure thing, baby." Kurt said pulling out of the driveway.
Kurt pulled into Blaine's driveway and put the car on park. He took a long drink of his coffee, whilst watching Blaine drink his own. It was about 5:30 now, the sun not setting for two more hours. Blaine had decided to get his things now, instead of waiting till it was dark. Kurt asked him multiple times if he was sure, but Blaine consisted of it.
So the got out the car, Kurt pocketing his car keys and holding his coffee cup in his other hand. Blaine ran a hand through his curls lazily and looked over at a tired Kurt. He gave him a warm smile before knocking on the door. After about two seconds the door opened.
"Bubba!" A blond haired kid yelled, hugging his "bubba" around the legs. Kurt noticed how Blaine relaxed in his touch and it made him smile.
"Why are you opening the doors?" Blaine said with a laugh, picking his brother up and holding them in his arms.
"I saws it was you. So I goes ahead and open it! Momma isn't here, but Dada is in his office." Leo said, glancing back at Kurt a few times, tightening his grip on Blaine's shoulders. "Who is he?" He whispered in his brothers ears. Blaine smiled, looking straight into his brothers eyes.
"That is Kurt Hummel, my boyfriend. Isn't he gorgeous?"
"Yes!" Leo said loudly, making Kurt and Blaine laugh. Leo blushed slightly before climbing out of his brothers arms. He hesitantly walked towards Kurt and held out his hand. "H-Hi, Kurt. My name is Leo... I'm Blaine's younger brother." Kurt shook his hand with a smile.
"What a pleasure it is to meet you, Leo!" Kurt let go of the boys hand and Leo shook his head, flipping the hair out of his face. "Woah, loving those eyes, kid! You should cut your hair so you can make those girls go crazy." Kurt said smiling. Leo blushed harder and held on the Blaine's legs again, making the boy roll his eyes.
"Alright, let's get what we are looking for and head out." Blaine said, getting free of his brothers death grip. He told Leo to and watch tv while him and Kurt go get a few things, so the little boy left. Kurt walked up the huge stair case and followed Blaine into a massive room. He looked around, looking at posters of some bands, and pictures of him and his family. His walls were painted a blue color, and his bed was a red color mixed with blue.
"What all are you getting?" Kurt asked.
"Just some clothes, toothbrush, cell phone charger."
"What about one of your guitars?" Kurt asked picking one of the many hanging on his wall. Fifteen total guitars hanging on the wall. Ten were electric and signed with famous guitarist from some bands Kurt didn't even know about. Three were acoustics that were signed, even one by Bruno Mars.
"Just grab the acoustic one not signed." Blaine said packing things. Kurt nodded and grabbed the one not signed. He turned it around in his hands and smiled.
"I only have two electric guitars." Kurt said, sitting at the edge of Blaine's bed and started strumming random chords on the guitar.
"I love collecting them. And playing them. Two of them up there are from my real dad. He gave them to me for birthday presents." Blaine sighed at the memory. He was about to talk again but decided not to, and finished up packing his things. "This should do for at least a few days. Now i'll just call Puck and see if he'll let me stay."
"Woah. Why are you calling Puck?"
"So... I can stay somewhere..." Blaine said giving Kurt an odd look.
"Blaine, you are staying with me!" Kurt stood up, guitar in hand and grabbed Blaine by the arm.
"Babe, you don't have to do that. I'll just stay with him so no bother."
"I refuse to let you stay with someone other than me. And that's the end of that." Blaine through his hands up in surrender with a smile, before catching Kurt in his lips. The kissed like that for a solid ten seconds before Kurt was on top of Blaine on the bed. Blaine's hands started roaming every inch of Kurt's body, all the while controlling the kiss. Kurt started to slowly grind his hips on Blaine's, trusting his tongue in Blaine's accepting mouth. Blaine moaned into it, gripping Kurt at his shoulders. He started to thrust up lightly against Kurt, matching his.
"Oooh, Kurt.." Blaine moaned. Kurt pulled at Blaine's hair, kissing him along his jaw line. He licked at his earlobe, teasingly. "Kurt your tongue... It- it's magic." Blaine panted, holding Kurt by his waist, trying to pull him closer. Kurt was on the verge to pull Blaine's shirt off, when he got interrupted.
"Bubba!" Leo barged in and hopped on the bed. Kurt flushed and rolled off Blaine, throwing a pillow in his face. Blaine sat up quickly once he felt his brother on the bed. He glanced at Kurt and saw him fixing himself in his pants and that made him blush. He grabbed one of his pillows and placed it between his legs.
"Yeah Leo?" He said, out of breath.
"What are you doing?" Leo played at the hem of his shirt.
"Uh.. Kurt was just giving me a massage." Blaine said, smiling.
"Okay- I'm tired..." Leo yawned and jumped off the bed. "Night, bubba. Night Kurt!" Leo exited, flipping his hair on the way.
"Your brothers a cockblock!" Kurt said into the pillow. Blaine snorted and grabbed his guitar.
"You ready?" He asked, playing twinkle twinkle little star.
"Yeah. Are- are you going to talk to your dad?" Kurt straightened his shirt, retucking it in his jeans. Blaine shook his head.
"No." And he left the room. Kurt grabbed Blaine's backpack full of clothes and followed after, closing Blaine's bedroom door behind him.
If you take me back
Back to your place
I'll try not to bother you I promise
Blaine strummed lightly on his guitar, staring out onto the water. He sat cross legged in front of Kurt, allowing him to run his hands through his curls. He was signing softly, just taking in the scenery of Lima Park. They were sitting next to the ponds, relaxing before the sun would set.
'Cause it's cold in here
And I wish it was hot
The sink's broke, it's leaking from the faucet
Blaine smiled to himself as Kurt pressed his lips to his head. He began to sing and play the guitar louder, attracting a few people, and one couple with kids. There was one person, Kurt saw, that looked at them disapprovingly. He shrugged them off an continued to run a hand through Blaine's curls.
And i'm fractured
from the fall
And i wanna go home
But it takes two when it used to take one
It takes two when it used to take only one
Kurt smiled at the few kids who came and sat by them, bopping their heads to the music.
I got a really good heart
I just can't catch a break
If i could i'd treat you like you wanted me to
i promise
But i'm fractured
from the fall
And i wanna go home
I'm fractured
from the fall
And i wanna go home
But it takes two when it used to take one
It takes two when it used to take one
It takes two when it used to take one
It takes two when it used to take only one
Blaine played a little longer after he ended the song, and the people clapped. Blaine smiled at all of them, and waved at the kids as they left, the sun sinking into the sky.
"Blaine, you sing so amazing!" Kurt let him sit up, smiling at him. "You need to join our band."
"Eh, what if there's not a band. You guys said it yourself. No one really wanted it. Besides I don't think I'd have time for it, especially after dealing with my dad." Blaine handed Kurt the guitar so he could stand up and stretch. He looked across the park, noticing another couple on the otherwise of the playground at a different lake and grinned. Lover here was amazing.
"Well I guess.. But- I wrote this song for you, when you were still with Jared. Could I sing it?"
Blaine sat back down. "Sure sure! Go ahead." Kurt began to play, strumming the intro for at least a minute before he actually sang.
This is how it starts.
Take your shoes off in the back of my van.
Yeah my shirt looks so good,
When it's just hanging off your back.
Blaine smiled, looking at Kurt, watching his fingers strum the guitar.
You said use your hands in my spare time
I got one thing in common is this
Tongue of mine you said.
You've got a boyfriend anyway.
You've got a boyfriend anyway.
So many minutes before I drop you off.
All we seem to do is talk about
Sex
You've got a boyfriend anyway
You've got a boyfriend anyway
I loved your friend when I saw his film
He's got a funny face
But I like that because he still looks cool
You've got a boyfriend anyway
You've got a boyfriend anyway.
Blaine looked at Kurt, smiling slightly. He could see the pain on his face when he was singing.
Now we're all in the bed in my room
And I'm about to fill his shoes
But you say no!
You say no!
Does he take care of you?
Or could I easily fill his shoes?
But you say no
You say no no no!
Kurt strummed at the guitar hard as he finished the song. He stopped and the park feel silent for a while, except for the occasional splashes the fish made.
"Kurt that was-"
"You don't know how much pain I was going thorough. The way you looked at him, I know we wouldn't be. But then- then you kissed me. And we had a connection. I- I knew it meant something. But it was true. You had a boyfriend, and all we did was have sex... At first I thought it was okay, but then- it got to the point where I couldn't take it. I didn't want to share you with someone else. When I saw you with Jared- it killed me." Kurt looked panicked, staring at blaine in his hazel eyes. He clasped his hands together hard, trying to get through Blaine.
"Kurt-"
"Sorry, it's fine. I just got lost... We can go now?" Kurt took hold of Blaine guitar and started walking off in the direction on his truck. Blaine sighed, grabbing the blanket off the grass and jogged to catch up with his boyfriend. He grabbed Kurt's hand and noticed he was tensed up. He didn't relax UNTILL they exited the park and got in the car.
"Kiss?" Blaine asked, buckling in. Kurt turned the car on and glanced over at Blaine. "Please?" Blaine have him puppy dog eyes. Kurt snorted and leaned in and gave him a kiss.
"I'm sorry." He said. And Blaine didn't ask why, because he knew why. He knew they would talk it out sooner or later. All that mattered was that he and his boyfriend were okay.
This took longer than I expected to update! But after this one, I will be uploading three chapterS (12 13 and 14) on thanksgiving. And if I do so before, you guys are lucky. OH AND SHOULD THE BAND CONTINUE? REVIEW IN THE REVIEW SECTION WITH A YES OR NO AND MAYBE A REASON WHY?! LOVES