P.S I Love You

Chapter Seven: Surprise for the Birthday Boy

A pink box. Fairly large pink box was now sitting on the coffee table in the living room. Everyone was already crowded around it when Kurt and Rachel entered the room. The color of the box was the first thing that caught his eye. Even if he never said it pink was his favorite color. The second thing that came to mind was, why would somebody send him something if everyone he was close were standing in front of him.

"What is this?" Kurt asked taking a seat beside Mercedes on the couch, everyone shaking their heads all having the slightest clue about the mysterious pink box in front of them.

"I don't get it? Finn did you do this?" Finn shook his head as he took the lid off the box to find a large sheet cake with pink and purple frosting reading "Happy 19th Birthday Kurt", none of this made any sense. Who sent Kurt the cake if nobody in the room had. Was it some kind of joke?

"Wait what's this?" Finn mumbled, picking up the box lid and pulling off what looked like a dvd case, handing it to Kurt before taking a seat next to Rachel.

With only a little hesitation and some prodding by Mercedes did Kurt actually get up to grab his forgotten laptop from his room, only to return to put the dvd in for all to see.

"Finn tell me the truth did you do this?" Kurt asked softly with pleading eyes at his brother. But Finn shook his head vigorously at him in response. "No. I had nothing to do with this. I swear on Grilled Cheesus." Kurt and Rachel both shot him a look.

Kurt should have known that pressing the play button would have been a bad idea.

"Hey, Babe. Surprise!" Everyone gasped as Blaine's face appeared on the small screen, a bright smile on his face and the twinkle in his eye that Kurt had missed for to long now. He was right there , talking to Kurt directly as if nothing had happened. Kurt wanted to pretend so badly that this was just another one of their Skype dates. But he knew deep down this wasn't the same. Blaine was gone, yet he was right here.

"I know this is a bit morbid...but I needed to make this with the possibility that I wouldn't be there with you today. I was really looking foreword to seeing you turn nineteen. It's really killing me right now that Im not there with you babe." Blaine laughed a little with a cheeky smile on his face as he looked into the camera that was what Kurt thought to be his laptop webcam. "Ha ha thats kind of funny if you think about it." Blaine smiled rolling his eyes. Burt huffed from his seat in the corner as he pulled his cap off to rub his head, Carole rubbed his back in comfort.

"That's not funny at all." Kurt said taking a deep breath to prepare himself for more. But then Kurt perked up from the actual response he got back from his boyfriend. "Yeah now that I think about it its not." Blaine shrugged.

"On a happier note babe, I have a amazingly awesome plan for you my love. Can you believe it? I waited until your birthday to do this because knowing you, did you even get out of the apartment to see the city? I know I did an amazing job with our home but come on it's New York right downstairs. " Kurt smiled at the joy in that boys voice and the happiness in his eyes.

"Okay, so I've made a ton of these videos, you will get these videos in all different ways so be patient, I know thats a tall order but trust me babe you'll love it. Video number two will be coming tomorrow. Now, Kurt you must do as I say, okay love? Blaine paused and gave the camera a stern look, one triangular eyebrow raised at Kurt.

"Okay?" Blaine stated one last time before Kurt gave a slight nod in agreement. Rachel across from Kurt held onto Finn as she watched her best friend finally actually smile at his boyfriend in front of him on the coffee table. The group watched in fascination as Blaine smiled again and talked to Kurt as if he was here and alive.

"Don't you dare try to figure out how the videos are coming to you. It's too genius and magician never reveals his secrets baby." Blaine winked. "Just go along with it."

"Because the thing is, Im not ready to say goodbye to you just yet, Kurt." Kurt smiled, he was actually smiling by the time Blaine finished his beautiful little speech, but he was far from being happy again. He just wanted to know why this even had to happen in the first place. Why did Blaine leave him like this.

"Kurt, now to start this off with a bang I want you to get all dressed up and go out and celebrate tonight. Go out with the girls and finally give someone else the privilege of being the DD for a change. I hereby free you from a party with your family, especially your dad." Kurt and Blaine both laughed simultaneously as Burt shot video Blaine a look then the same to his son.

"Oh, man, your dad's there, am I right? Man...damn...oops!"

"Sorry ." Blaine waved with a slight blush covering his cheeks. Burt just sat back and rolled his eyes, all while trying to hide his amusement toward the curly haired boy on camera.

"It's not that I don't love you Mr. Hummel, but Kurt needs to get a little crazy. Now have a piece of the damn cake, put on your best party outfit and get out of that apartment. Santana, make a plan I know you can get fake ids somehow." Blaine winked.

"Im on it, hobbit!" Santana yelled in agreement before starting off toward the kitchen, pulling her cellphone out. Brittany got up with a "I'll help too 'tana!" Kurt, Burt, Carole, Finn and Rachel all stayed put to finnish the video.

"Just leave me with Finn, okay...wait you know what on second thought he'll probably drop me. Carole please don't let him." Blaine chuckled, referring to Finn's clumsiness. He would not be first choice in Kurt's mine to hold the precious urn that was still on the nightstand. "Kurt, baby just know that wherever I am, I'm missing you tons. Happy Birthday. I love you."

A couple hours later Kurt and the girls were headed to a gay bar that was a couple blocks away from campus. Santana had obtained some fake ids for the gang and was happily leading the way to said club. Even though in high school Kurt thought he was done with gay bars, he decided to just go along with whatever the girls wanted to do tonight. Even if it was his birthday.

"Oh come on man." Santana huffed as they tried to get passed the tiny man with the guest list at the front doors of the club. A fairly huge burly guy was standing behind him as a line filled up behind the red velvet ropes. Kurt's eyes widened slightly at the sight before him. Who knew he would ever be around so many gay guys in his life. He was defiantly not in Ohio anymore. Rachel and Mercedes held onto his hands as they watched Santana work her magic on the poor little door man and the bouncer.

"Look, this is a private gay club." The small man interjected as he stood behind the rope, shielding himself with his clip board away from the now flustered Latina.

"Yeah, but we are on the list, lady face, my hair stylist called and he's gay."

"Gay colorist in New York? That's like sand on the beach sister." The little man quipped as he attempted to shut them out again but had to know that the woman in front of him was not going to give up.

"Listen, Crystal. You don't want to mess with her. He's a very good hair stylist." Mercedes piped up as she took her stance by Santana and unleashed all her diva.

"Uh-huh."

Kurt stood stone still in the background, his eyes darting from the man, to the crowd of gay men in line, to Santana then to Brittany who had just put a birthday tiara on his perfectly quaffed hair. Thats when Brittany drop dead from the hilarity of another statement that could only be said by Miss Pierce herself.

"-And he's the prince of Finland. He is here on matters of critical political importance, and he's here to extend the hand of friendship from Finland...to homosexuals!" Brittany cheered along with the crowd as they acted as if they believed her.

"That's us darlin'!" One shouted. Kurt must have already been drunk off the pre-party shot Santana had given him before they left because now he was actually waving to the men as if he was the god damn queen of England or something. But it got them in thats all that counted right.

You could say that Kurt was having an okay time. Rachel and Mercedes were off on the dance floor. Brittany had run off with a group of guys, now sitting in the corner playing some weird game and Santana was feeding Kurt drinks left and right. He was now a little dizzy, smashed between three very attractive men and Santana on a couch. The music blasted as Kurt told the story of his boyfriends untimely death, the men cooing over him and overing him sympathy. Kurt knew all they wanted was in his pants and there was no way in hell that was ever going to happen. Santana later saved him, pulling him onto the dance floor next to Rachel and Mercedes. More drinks, more loud music, more and more men filled the club around him. But it wasn't fun, If Blaine was here he would have been having fun. They could have danced and made out in the middle of the club and nobody would have stopped them. But sadly that was one dream that would never come true. He was alone now, alone with his girlfriends and a broken heart on his birthday. Maybe more drinks would help...he had not drank this much since sophomore year. He just thanked who ever was out there that Miss. Pillsbury was not around in her expensive pumps.

After the club the girls decided to take Kurt to this little bar that Santana now worked at as a waitress. Tips were good money she had said. Its better then being a stripper thats for sure. Burt, Carole and Finn had decided to meet up with them taking Blaine's urn along because they knew if they left it out of sight Kurt would go crazy.

While everyone was still enjoying themselves, Kurt had opted for hiding out in the mens room. The place to be if you were ever drunk as he was. What he really wanted to do was go home, snuggle up in his bed and never come out again. Ever.

"Whoa, sorry dude – Kurt?" A voice echoed around as Kurt's now fussy vision tried to make out the person in the doorway.

"Dave? Dave Karofsky what are you doing *hicup* here?" Kurt smiled a little, his crown was now lopsided as he hung onto the sink afraid he might fall from all the swaying the room was doing.

"I work here. What are you doing?" Dave said with a laugh.

"Trying to figure out why God killed my boyfriend." Kurt said flatly with a slight slur to his angelic voice. "I don't even believe in god."

"Well uh...If you ever need any help with that, let me know okay Hummel." Dave was about to close the door and leave Kurt to his business until suddenly a pale hand yanked him in and pushed him against the now closed door. When his shoulder made contact with the door it made a loud 'thud' sound at the added weight.

"Ow!"

"Sorry. Heh." Kurt slurred again taking his place back at the sink. It was a one person bathroom so they were quite cramped in the small space.

"Dave?"

"Yeah" Dave answered as he felt Kurt's hot breath on his neck. They were suddenly really close.

"So...why do you think?"

"Why your boyfriend died?" Dave questioned the tipsy boy in front of him. "Maybe your being punished for something."

"What?" Kurt asked swaying back and forth on the balls of his feet trying to find balance again. Turned out to be a pretty hard task to manage.

"I don't know, being too happy? Too beautiful? Too In love? I don't know, Kurt." Dave said in a soft tone, reaching out his hand to steady the rocking boy. "God can be a pretty jealous guy."

"Oh I don't believe that. I've never been too happy most of my life until I found Blaine, and I am not too beautiful. But...I guess you could say I was too in love."

"OH MY GOD, I loved him too much. That's what killed him!" Kurt busted out in hysterics and Dave almost ran out screaming. But something that Kurt said made him stop.

"NO no no no...Kurt thats not why. Plus your wrong I think your hot." Dave should have slapped himself for that one. Or Kurt should have but he was a little too drunk for that.

"Your rude." Kurt hissed and laughed at the same time, taking pitty on the man in front of him.

"Yeah, sorry Hummel I have no filter. It gets me into a lot of trouble."

"Yeah...so what brings you here, last time I saw you was at the..." Kurt froze. He couldn't even will away the memory with alcohol. Damn.

Dave rubbed his neck before speaking. "Um I just...needed to get away...Ohio sucks."

"Tell me about it." Kurt giggled. Dave smiled.

"Got a boyfriend yet?" Kurt suddenly asked, catching to poor jock of guard. Drunk Kurt, Dave decided asked a lot of questions.

"Ah...no not yet." Kurt looked up at him with those big blue eyes of his, now filled with sadness for Dave Karofsky.

"Do you think that you're ever gonna find a guy to love?" Kurt asked in almost a whisper as he started to sway again.

"Nope. No I think I repel the men that I want the most."

"That's not true, Dave." Kurt swayed more, hunching over a bit.

Dave really should have see it coming but he was to focused on Kurt's eyes that when it happened it was to late.

"No?" The second that word left Dave's mouth, his shoes were now covered in barf from one very drunk Kurt Hummel. Opening the door quickly to get some help, Dave shouted down the hallway.

"SANTANA!"

By two a.m Kurt was tucked safely into bed, still in his party outfit and preparing himself for the worst hangover in the history of man kind. Yeah never again was Kurt Hummel drinking after this. He could wait until he was actually legal to try again. But this was only the beginning for a very long year for him and right now he just wanted to sleep. Then maybe he would try again tomorrow to get out more. For Blaine. Only because he told him to. Only for Blaine.

Hey guys sorry for taking so long. School is a killer, then my 18th was last week so...Hope everyone likes the new chapter and had a awesome Thanksgiving! Love yah! Katie Please R&R