A/N:
Hurrah for fast updates!
Anyway, I talked too much last time, so this author's note is going to be super duper short.
Enjoy :)
DISCLAIMER: If I owned Glee, Kurt and Blaine would be fucking by now. Just sayin.
"Ok, The Operation Klaine WAD-Crew Meeting has begun," Hayley stated, standing in the middle of Blaine and Wes's dorm room.
"Klaine? What-" Blaine started to say.
"It has come to our attention that Kurtsie and Blainers are indeed the perfect couple, and should be together," Hayley said, interrupting him.
"Wait, I thought you-"
"Now, the only way that's going to happen is if Blainers bites the bullet and asks him out, but Blaine's a pussy, so he's not going to do that. So, he is going to have to tell Kurtsie of his feelings the only way he knows how."
"Actually, I have tried to ask him many times, but you guys keep on-"
"Through song!"
"Ok, seriously, can I say something?" Blaine said quickly.
"Go ahead."
"First: I'm not a pussy. And what the fuck is Klaine?"
"Kurt and Blaine. Klaine. Duh!" David exclaimed.
"Good to know. Secondly, I thought you and Everett wanted to sabotage our 'relationship' and now you want us together? What the hell changed your minds?" Blaine asked. Hayley and Everett's thoughts drifted to the events on the weekend where Kurt screamed at them and basically scared them shitless.
"Oh, you know. Just… lots of things. Life. You. Uh- Next question?" Everett stammered. He never could lie to his twin, but Blaine decided to let it slide for now.
"…Ok then. I'm good. Continue."
"Thank you, Blaine," Hayley said, standing again. "Anyway, as I was saying, Blaine needs to serenade Kurt, properly this time. And in public, so Kurt knows that he's serious and not afraid of his feelings. Now, what song should he sing?"
"Um, shouldn't I be the one to decide on a song?" Blaine asked.
"Normally, yes. But the last time you serenaded a guy, you sang a song that had a line about sex toys. Sex toys, Blaine. So you have officially lost your song selecting rights. Feel free to suggest, though," Wes explained.
"Alright… What about that song from Titanic?" Blaine offered.
"Oh god, no. That is the most overdone song in the history of the world!" David exclaimed.
"Just the way you are by Bruno Mars?" Everett suggested.
"No good. I think his brother already sang that song to him. I remember Kurt telling us about that once," Wes answered.
"That is just a little bit creepy," David said.
"A song from a Broadway Musical or something like that? I know Kurt likes that shit," Wes said.
"No. It's not special enough…" Hayley answered.
"Well… I wrote a song about him," Blaine admitted.
"That's perfect!" Everett exclaimed.
"Wait, no. Let's hear it first," Hayley said.
Blaine looked embarrassed for a moment, before singing.
"Even though I was blind before
I realise there is so much more
It was always deep down in the core of me,
I know it now.
Even though I've felt it from the start,
it's only now we're beating with one heart
I'm sure that now is the time
'cause I know that I'm coming around"
"I like it," David said when Blaine was finished. Hayley paced around for a moment, thinking hard. That song was awfully cute, but it just didn't feel right. It was too… She didn't even know. It just wasn't right.
"No. Not that one…" She said finally.
"But it was perfect!" Everett exclaimed.
"Not for this situation. David, file away the possibility of having an original song for his proposal," Hayley ordered.
"Already taken care of that."
"Wait, you guys are planning our engagement! We're not even dating yet!" Blaine exclaimed. The others ignored him, as usual.
"Original songs are great, but it's just too personal right now. And you can't sing song like Teenage Dream, for example, because you want something that you both have absolutely no memories about, so you can create some new ones. I'd say that you choose a song that's not really well known, but still says everything you want it to say. That way, Kurt can purchase the song and listen to it and it could possibly be played at your wedding. David?"
"Song we choose to be played at their wedding. Got it!" Blaine rolled his eyes.
"That makes no sense!" He complained.
"Well then, let me give you an example!" Hayley exclaimed, crossing the room and picking up Blaine's guitar.
"Hayley if you break my Beauty, I swear to god-"
"Chill, I'm not going to break Beauty. I just need to borrow her! And I still can't believe you named your guitar," Hayley teased, coming back to the group. "So, for the purpose of this exercise, I am going to sing to you, Wes, and I need you to really listen, and then tell me everything this song makes you feel," She said, staring at him before turning her attention back to tuning the guitar.
Holyshitholyshitholyshit. Wes's mind was running at a mile a minute. Hayley was going to sing to him. Hayley was potentially going to sing a fucking love song to him. He was trying hard not to freak out, he really was. But come on, he's been in love with this girl for almost a year now. Can you blame him?
Hayley finished tuning Beauty to her desire, and started to play.
You're the boy with a real nice smile,
But a broken heart inside.
Gave it to a girl, gave it to a girl,
And I think she lost her mind.
Are you giving up and done?
Are you through with all this?
Are you tired of the pain?
Torn to pieces.
Can you let me try?
Tell me it's all right,
Just for one night.
Show you how to feel like,
What it feels like.
To be hugged, to be kissed.
Yes I can be that part of you.
I'll try my best.
I'm the girl, I can make you smile,
And I promise to be true.
Give it all,
Give until there's nothing left to lose.
Don't say you're giving up and done,
That you're through with all this.
Yeah you're tired of the pain,
Torn to pieces.
Can you let me try?
Tell me it's all right,
Just for one night.
Show you how to feel like,
What it feels like.
To be hugged, to be kissed.
Be thought of and to be missed.
I can be that part of you,
Let me be that part of you.
I see that you're breaking,
Your heart is breaking.
Here's my hand if you'll take it,
We can make it out,
Of all this mess.
No more stress.
I can be that part of you
I'll try my best.
Give me your heart,
I don't want a piece or a part,
I want it all.
I want you to fall,
Just a little bit.
Take that leap of faith,
If you want to;
Don't let that broken heart haunt you.
She moved right up to Wes, staring at him as she finished the song.
Can you let me try?
Tell me it's all right.
Just for one night,
Show you how to feel like.
What it feels like,
To be hugged, to be kissed.
Be thought of and to be missed.
I can be that part of you,
Let me be that part of you.
I see that you're breaking,
Your heart is breaking.
Here's my hand if you'll take it,
We can make it out,
Of all this mess.
No more stress.
I can be that part of you,
I'll try my best.
Oh-Oh.
Try my best.
(We can make it out of this mess,
No more stress.)
I can be that part of you,
I'll try my best.
Everyone was speechless as Hayley stood in front of a hypnotized Wes, clutching onto the guitar for dear life. She had dropped all facades as she stared at him, feeling vulnerable, but determined as they both refused to look away. Blaine thought they were going to kiss before Hayley cleared her throat and returned Beauty to her stand.
"So, what did you think?" She asked, her confident smirk sliding back onto her face as she rejoined the group.
"I- Yeah. It was good," Wes managed to choke out.
"So you see what I'm talking about now?" Hayley said, turning to Blaine.
"Yeah, I do. Hey, do you have He is We's album? I think I know what song I want to do," He said. Hayley handed over her iPod and waited for Blaine to find the song that he wanted.
"That one," He said finally, showing her.
"That is surprisingly perfect! Good job, Blainers. You actually picked a good one! Now we just need a location and audience, and we're good to go. Everett, I need you to help me with that. You three-" She said, gesturing to Wes, Blaine and David. "-Work on the song. It has to be perfect. We'll be back soon, alright?" She grabbed Everett's hand, and they hurried out of the room.
"Can I ask where we're going?" Everett said, as they ran down the hall.
"Kurt's room. He's a romantic guy, so I know he's fantasized about the whole first date/confessing love thing and he's probably written it in a diary or notebook or something. We just need to find it and then use it for our, or Blaine's, advantage."
"Soo… We're going to break into his room and snoop through his stuff?" Everett asked, tugging Hayley's hand to stop her.
"More or less."
"That is crazy. But admittedly, so very brilliant. What if we get caught? We'll have to face Kurt's wrath and I really don't want to do that."
"We won't get caught. He's not even in the school. He said something about visiting McKinley or whatever. That's the reason why we held the meeting today. It'll be fine. Trust me," Hayley said, with that all too familiar mischievous glint in her eyes.
"And how exactly are we going to get in? Did you get the key off David?"
"No way. That would just lead to awkward questions, and do you really think that Blaine would let us sneak into his almost-boyfriend's room? No. That's why windows were invented, Everett dearest."
"I don't think that's the main reason why they were invented, but ok. Let's do this."
"You going to be ok, Wes?" Blaine asked, from back in their dorm room.
"I just don't get her, man. One minute, she's treating me like the brother she's never had-"
"Ouch," Blaine said, jokingly.
"-And then she goes and pulls shit like that?" Wes exclaimed.
"Well, she did say it was an example," David said gently.
"No. You guys know Hayley. You can't sit there and tell me that she honestly didn't plan that. She's playing with me and… And I know the perfect way to get her back…" Wes said, with a rather evil smile.
"How?" Blaine asked.
"Don't worry about it. For now, let's just get you ready to sing for your lover boy. Now, let's do it one more time," Wes instructed, pressing play on Hayley's iPod again.
"We're going to climb through that!" Everett exclaimed, looking up at Kurt's dorm room window.
"Oh, suck it up. I do it every time we have Weekend at Dalton. It's easy. Just watch me," Hayley said, and she hoisted herself up a tree, and gracefully climbed in through the window.
"Easy, my ass," Everett muttered, trying to copy her, but naturally falling face first into the room.
"Ugh, I fucking hate windows!" He exclaimed.
"Um… Dude," Hayley said, sounding nervous for once.
"What?" Everett asked, and as Hayley pulled him off the floor, he found himself standing in front of a group of about seven girls.
"Excuse me, what do you think you're doing!" The short brunette one yelled. Hayley and Everett glanced at eachother.
"Oh shit…"
Dun, dun duuuunnn.
(Yeah, that's not really much of a cliff hanger, but hey.)
So yeah. Super fast update, for once. Enjoy it while it lasts!
The song used in this chapter is called Prove You Wrong by a band called He is We.
Anyway, review if you wish and I will try not to take too long for the next installment ;)
Thanks for reading :)
- Lily xx