A/N: Hey guys! I'm back! Thanks SO MUCH for the favorites/follows/reviews that I've gotten so far, you don't know how much it means to me! I am so happy about the positive feedback, I thought this would fail! :\
I know it's pretty early for an update, but what the heck! I have a lot of this story already written, so I'm not sure how often I will be updating, but it probably will be in a random order. Just a warning. Anywho, I'm not really sure if these chapters would be considered too short, too long, or alright…? on Word they're like 8-10 pages (or at least the first two have been), and I'm not sure how many pages are regularly in a Fanfiction chapter. xD
Disclaimer: Song used in the chapter is For Your Entertainment by Adam Lambert I do not own it.
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Chapter Two
It was almost the end of the day, just three more minutes until the bell rang and Kurt could go to Glee. He hadn't seen Blaine since he parted ways with him in the hall before lunch and Kurt hoped that meant he had gone home, forgetting about Glee Club.
The bell rang, and Kurt made his way to his locker, grabbing a few books and touching up his hair before walking to the choir room. The choir room was nearly full when he got there, missing only Mr. Schuester and a few other regular members. Kurt sighed contently when he didn't spot black, slightly gelled curls and leather anywhere in the room. He smiled, making his way to the chairs and taking a seat in the last row next to Mercedes.
"Hey Kurt!" She greeted him, smiling.
"Hey 'Cedes!"
After a few minutes of chatter, Mr. Schuester strode into the room, "Sorry I'm late guys!" He said, making his way to the middle of the room before stopping and smiling at all of them. He clapped his hands together happily, "I'm happy to announce that we have a new student who wants to audition!" and with the he excitedly looked to the door.
Kurt hadn't been paying much attention, instead tapping away at his phone, telling his dad that he would be home after Glee Club, but he looked up when Mercedes' elbow connected with his ribs, "Ouch 'Cedes! What the hell?" He exclaimed, looking up expectantly, but instead of looking at Mercedes his eye caught with hazel-green eyes at the door way. Kurt's eyes widened as he took in the familiar black curls, leather jacket, and skin tight jeans he had seen earlier today. Shit. The boy across the room could sense Kurt's nerves and smirked.
"This is Blaine Anderson. He just moved to McKinley from Dalton, and he tells me he was lead singer of their singing group!" Mr. Schuester announced excitedly, "He has decided to audition for our group, so everyone please give Blaine your full attention," and with that, Mr. Schuester took a seat and left Blaine in the middle of the room.
Blaine flashed a smile at the group, earning a collective gasp from the girls of the room, and an eye roll from Kurt. Blaine made his way to the band, telling them his song choice before making his way back to the middle of the room. He cast a quick glance at Kurt before throwing his hand out, motioning for the band to start. The band began to play, and Kurt quickly recognized the song. Go figure. He watched as Blaine tapped his foot to the beat and began singing.
So hot out of the box
Can we pick up the pace
Turn it up, heat it up
I need to be entertained
Push the limit, are you with it?
Baby don't be afraid
Imma hurt you real good baby
Let's go it's my show, baby, do what I say
Don't trip off the glitz that I'm gonna display
I told you, Imma hold ya down until you're amazed
Give it to ya til you're screamin' my name
Blaine looked to Kurt, licking his lips hungrily and winking before walking towards the first row of chairs.
No escaping when I start
Once I'm in I own your heart
There's no way to ring the alarm
So hold on until it's over
Oh!
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do
'Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
Oh!
I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
But I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for your entertainment
By now most of the girls were swooning and dancing in their seats while the boys nodded their heads along. Kurt was stunned. Blaine's voice dripped of sex, and the way it sounded sent shivers down Kurt's spine.
'Sall right
You'll be fine
Baby I'm in control
Take the pain
Take the pleasure
I'm the master of both
Close your eyes, not your mind
Let me into your soul
I'm gonna work it 'til your totally blown
No escaping when I start
Once I'm in I own your heart
There's no way to ring the alarm
So hold on 'til it's over
Kurt watched Blaine as he sang, his eyes every now and again looking to Kurt hungrily, blown up in lust. He was making his way up to Kurt slowly as he sang, like a tiger seeking it's pray, and Kurt could feel his heart beat getting faster and faster with every word Blaine sang.
Oh!
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I am about to do
'Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
Oh!
I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
But I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for your entertainment
Blaine was almost to him now, and Kurt's heart was beating so fast that it nearly drowned out the instrumental and the Glee kids singing multiple "oh's" along with the music. By the time Blaine had begun singing again, he was right next to Kurt, staring at him with dark eyes as he circles his chair, brushing past Mercedes, who was staring at the pair with wide eyes.
Oh
Do you like what you see?
Oh
Let me entertain ya 'til you scream
Oh!
Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I am about to do
'Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
Blaine made his way back down the rows as he sang the rest of the song.
Oh!
I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
But I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for your entertainment
By the end of the song Blaine was in the middle of the room once again, watching Kurt with dark eyes as the band's playing slowly faded off. Blaine winked at Kurt once more before Mr. Schuester stood, clapping him on the shoulder and nodding excitedly.
"Great job, Blaine!" He told him, smiling at him before looking at the group who was staring at Kurt. Kurt blushed furiously at the attention and looked down at his feet, "Well guys, what do you think?" Mr. Schuester asked.
The class clapped hesitantly, gradually getting louder, they could all agree on one thing, he was amazing.
"Great! Blaine, welcome to the New Directions!" Mr. Schuester told him happily, "You can go and take a seat wherever you like."
Blaine smirked and walked to the vacant seat on the other side of Kurt, making Kurt blush even harder.
"Wanky," he heard Santana say from the first row.
"Now Santana, please be respectful," Mr. Schuester warned. Santana held her hands up in mock surrender.
"I was just sayin' Mr. Schue."
"Wait!" Brittany called out suddenly, looking back at Kurt and Blaine, "Is he a dolphin like Kurt, then?"
Santana hooked her pinkie with Brittany's and smiled, looking up at Blaine.
"What?" Blaine asked, looking to Kurt for an elaboration. Kurt put a hand to his face and sighed.
"Brit wants to know if your capital 'G' gay, hobbit," Santana said bluntly. By now the whole class was watching Blaine and Kurt, even Mr. Schuester.
Blaine shrugged, "Oh, then yeah," he replied with a smirk, "Gay as Dumbledore," he scrunched his nose up after realizing what he said. Yeah, that was probably really lame, Blaine thought to himself. Beside him Kurt used his hand to muffle a laugh. Blaine rolled his eyes, "So I read Harry Potter, shut it Hummel."
Kurt rolled his eyes at Blaine and shook his head, "I didn't say a word, Anderson."
Blaine sighed, turning back to Santana now, whose eyes glinted with dark curiosity, "Anyway, yeah, I'm gay. No, I don't have a boyfriend. Yes, I've had sex. Yes, it's awesome, and no, I will not tell you about it," Blaine finished before Santana could speak, "Did I cover just about every question you had?"
Santana sent him a glare before whirling around in her seat and rolling her eyes. Kurt sat quietly, turning his eyes back to the ground. He couldn't help but feel a pang of hurt when Blaine said he'd had sex. Of course he's had sex though, he's sexy. Everything about him screams "not a virgin." Kurt wasn't sure, but he thought maybe he felt… jealous? But why? He barely knew this guy, and from what's he's gather, Blaine Anderson is not Kurt's type. Blaine just seemed like the hook-up type of guy, maybe even the one night stand guy, too. Kurt was into romance, he wanted love, and feelings, not a quickie.
Kurt mentally shook his head and focused on Mr. Schuester, who was now talking about the week's assignment.
"This week we're focusing on… Drum roll Finn!" Mr. Schuester said, pointing to Finn, who began tapping two pencils on his notebook, "Obstacles! I want you guys to sing songs about an obstacle or obstacles that you are facing in life right now. I wanted to do something easier since it's our first week back, but also something that required though and emotion. So is everyone good?" Everyone nodded and Mr. Schuester smiled, "Alrighty then, anyone want to come up and sing now? "
Glee Club had just been released, and Kurt was rushing out of the room, attempting to avoid any and all questions that people so obviously wanted answers. Since the audition, Blaine and Kurt had been the center of attention throughout the rest of the meeting. Kurt tried hard to ignore it, but Kurt could tell by the stares he was receiving that he would be questioned later, because they could all remember Kurt distinctly saying that he hadn't met the new kid, yet as soon as Blaine walked in he had been staring at Kurt like he was a piece of meat.
Kurt turned into the main hallway, the school doors now in sight. He couldn't hear anyone behind him, so he slowed his pace and walked to them, his breathing slowing down. He knew eventually he'd have to face them and answer questions, but for now he just wanted to get home and-
"Hey sexy."
Kurt groaned, Seriously? When will this guy give up?
"Oh don't be like that, I just wanted to ask for a favor," Blaine's words made Kurt laugh.
"And why exactly would I do anything for you?" He couldn't believe his ears. Was this guy serious? He'd been pestering Kurt since he met him and he got Kurt his first detention. With a shake of his head, Kurt began walking past Blaine, who was leaning against the wall by the big glass doors.
"Wait, Kurt!" Blaine called as Kurt walked out of the door. He froze on the steps. Did he just call me by my name? Kurt turned around and sighed, "I just- I need someone to check out my bike, and I heard that your dad owns a shop. I was hoping you could help me get there?" Blaine continued, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
Kurt couldn't help but notice how adorable Blaine looked when he was nervous. Kurt's lips tugged up into a small smile and he sighed, pushing his thoughts away.
"Sure, do you have your bike with you?" He asked him, fetching the keys to his Navigator from his pocket.
"Yeah."
"Okay, well then how about you just follow behind me and I'll show you the way?"
"Sounds good to me," with that Kurt made his way to his Navigator and Blaine to his motorcycle. The two met at the parking lot exit and Kurt began to lead Blaine to the garage. Kurt's nerves were running wild at the thought of Burt meeting Blaine. He hoped desperately that Blaine would be anything but himself around Burt.
Kurt pulled into the small lot that sat beside the garage and turned off his car before stepping out onto the cement and making his way over to Blaine who had park a few cars down.
"Okay, so when we get in you can tell my dad what's up with your bike, he can tell you the amount of money and time it will take to fix it, and we can just go from there," Kurt smiled and stood awkwardly.
Blaine took off his helmet and hung it on the bike's handle so he could see Kurt better. Kurt watched Blaine shake out his curls after taking off the helmet. Blaine's forehead had a thin sheen of sweat shining on it, and small dark curls stuck slightly to his forehead. Kurt should've been grossed out by the sweating, but instead he was the opposite of disgusted, he was turned on.
"KURT!" Blaine's voice snapped Kurt back into reality where he had been staring at Blaine's forehead for the past minute. Kurt's eyes left Blaine's sweat slicked forehead and found his face, only to be met with his signature smirk, "See something you like?" Blaine asked with a chuckled.
"Shut up, let's go," Kurt replied, whirling around and blushing as he walked forward, managing to trip as soon as he did. Blaine snorted as Kurt caught himself mid-fall, he straightened out his back and ran a hand over his shirt to smooth out the wrinkles, "Thanks for the concern," Kurt said sarcastically and rolling his eyes as he continued walking forward.
Blaine followed behind Kurt, towing his bike by his side as they made their way to the garage. Blaine sat the bike on its kickstand and followed Kurt into the shop and to the counter. Kurt looked around the garage for a minute before he spotted the plaid blue flannel shirt and the blue capped head that he knew so well.
"Dad!" Kurt called, waving his father over.
"Oh, hey bud," Burt replied, walking to the counter. It took Burt a moment to notice Blaine, but when he did he stood up a bit straighter and wiped a grease covered hand off on an old red rag, "Uhm... Kurt's friend," he greeted with an awkward shake of the head.
"Blaine, Sir," Blaine greeted, holding out a hand for Burt to shake, which Burt took with a small smile.
"Burt Hummel, kid."
During this exchange, Kurt watched Blaine warily. Kurt should be happy that Blaine was acting so civil to Burt, but instead he was just confused. Kurt was waiting for some sexual remark or rude comment, but instead this. Blaine Anderson was something else.
Kurt ignored the rest of the conversation, which consisted of Blaine's bike problems. Kurt knew some about cars from his dad, but he lacked in car knowledge. When he did help Burt at the garage it was solely on changing tires and cleaning up the messes. Kurt did however listen to the next part of the conversation
"So, I'd estimate the total repairs at around four hundred dollars, and it'll take about a week, you know, to get the parts and then the actual work," Burt told Blaine who nodded, "But, I'm kind of short on hands because one of my guys is going to be out of town for a few weeks. If you'd be willing, you could work for me a few hours after school every day for a few weeks, I'd be willing to lower the cost to about two hundred," Burt offered.
"Well Sir, I'd be more than willing, but I've got Glee practice until four thirty every Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday, and I have to stay after Tuesday and Friday this week as well," the genuine disappointment in Blaine's voice surprised Kurt.
Burt nodded, "Well then, how about you start next week? Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays you can come in after Glee, and Tuesdays and Fridays right after school?"
"That'd be awesome, Mr. Hummel!" Blaine's excitement put a smile on Kurt's lips.
"Please son, call me Burt," Burt replied with a smile.
"Oh uhm… yeah, well- Thanks Burt," Blaine tripped over his words as he said this, and Kurt had to resist the urge to chuckle.
"Okay, kid. Well, as long as it's alright with your parents, I'll see you next week, alright? You can leave your bike here."
"Right. Okay, yeah. I'm sure they won't care," Blaine's body visibly stiffened, and his voice sounded a bit more guarded now, "Uhmm… See you next week," Blaine began walking out, giving a small wave to Burt and Kurt. Kurt watched him walk away when a thought occurred to him.
"Wait, Blaine!" Hearing his name, the leather clad boy stopped and looked over his should expectantly, "Do you have a ride home?" Kurt asked him.
Blaine shook his head, "I was just going to wal-"
"Don't be silly, I can drive you home. My dad won't mind," Kurt said before Blaine had even finished his sentence, Kurt was curious about Blaine, he wanted to know more about the mysterious boy. Kurt grabbed his keys and began walking out, not giving the chance for Blaine to accept or deny the offer, "I'll be back dad, I'm gonna give Blaine a ride home!" Kurt called to his father before brushing past Blaine out the door and walking to his car. Blaine followed behind, stunned by Kurt's pushiness.
When the two had settled in the car, Kurt smiled and looked over to Blaine. Kurt could tell Blaine felt a bit uncomfortable, and he was starting to regret pushing Blaine to let Kurt give him a ride. But, he shouldn't feel mean; he was being a decent human being and offering help. I mean, it was already almost six now, and it would be getting dark soon. He was helping Blaine.
"So… where do you live?"