A/N: So our boys are in the UK, I wonder how they'll take to Justin's friends seeing as they are specifically based on my own. Trust me, they are exactly like this, possbily more vulgar and if they lived in the same house...well that doesn't bare thinking about XD Anyway, Merry Christmas everybody! This chapter is like, full of OC's so, sorry about that :S Also AU where I've slightly changed Blaine's storyline so I apologise if you don't like it.
WARNING: Firstly, language, both swearing and sexual, like more then I usually do :S and the song in this which is by Tenacious D is rather sex orientated, but if you were there when I was in the park with my friends and the guys started singing it randomly to us girls, you'll see why I just had to put it in. Oh, and slightly fluffy at the end.
It was an hours' drive to Justin's house. Kurt and Blaine were piled into a car with Justin and Jacob while Dior drove and Nowacki and Nathan followed in the car behind. The other boys said goodbye as they lived in the opposite direction and promised they'd see Blaine and Kurt again if they can persuade Justin to bring them along to one of the flash mob sessions. Kurt face palmed at Blaine's reaction as he turned to Kurt pleadingly and Kurt looked at Justin as they both shook their heads.
When they arrived Blaine helped Kurt out the car as Dior handed him his crutches and Nowacki and Nathan insisted they carry the suitcases. As it turns out it wasn't them being polite but more of a competition for the two seeing as the first fight was over who carried Kurt's suitcase (which was the lightest) and the next was, 'let's see if we can both fit through the door.' In the end Jacob and Dior got annoyed and took the luggage off them leaving the pair fighting each other outside. Or rather, Nathan was bullying Nowacki while he struggled from getting out of Nathan's killer headlock.
"You know Kurt; those two remind me of someone." Blaine said thoughtfully.
"Reminds me of a couple of someone's only more extreme..." Kurt agreed.
"No idea who though." Blaine shrugged as he aided Kurt in getting through the door.
The door opened onto a living room, the kitchen off to the right and several doors which Kurt presumed were the bedrooms and possible bathroom. Jacob and Dior had disappeared; probably putting the suitcases into the rooms. Nowacki and Nathan were now wrestling over the remote control on the couch which included a lot of swearing and apparently biting.
"So Dior and Jacob have agreed to share a room and I've persuaded Aaron to let me bunk with him so you two will be having Jacob's room seeing as it's the most presentable to guests. Just no inappropriate activities at night okay boys?" Justin winked teasingly as Kurt blushed.
"Who's Aaron? And you all live here?" Blaine asked.
"Well Aaron also lives here. It used to be me, Dior, Jacob and Aaron until I left for the States. This house belongs to my family and my friends just rent it out. Nowacki and Nathan have a habit of inviting themselves over and as for Aaron," Justin turned to the two fighting boys. "Hey guys, where's Aaron? I noticed he wasn't with you at the airport."
Nathan pushed Nowacki's head back to keep his teeth away from his arm as one hand held the remote as far away as possible. Both boys paused briefly to look at Justin. "Yeah, he said sorry he couldn't make it but he had an audition today." Nathan explained before going back to attack Nowacki.
"Audition?" Kurt frowned.
"Aaron's an actor. Sort of. He uses the money to help pay for college but really he's more of a dancer. God you should see how good he is." Justin said.
"He does all the choreography for the flash mob." Dior appeared again along with Jacob who had a pile of papers in his hand with a pink scientific calculator balanced on top. He nodded briefly at the occupants in the room before going to the coffee table in front of the couch ignoring Nathan and Nowacki. He plonked his papers down and sat cross legged on the floor and began working.
"Maths student." Justin explained. "You guys might like to get some sleep; we had a rather long flight."
"Actually, surprisingly I'm wide awake." Blaine grinned.
"Same. Erm is there anywhere I can leave these?" Kurt asked, indicating his crutches which seemed to be getting in the way rather than helping.
"Just lean them against the wall." Justin said, not really bothered.
"Yeah, I was wondering about that, how'd you hurt your ankle?" Nathan stopped beating up Nowacki long enough to ask.
"I was pushed over." Kurt shrugged.
"By Greg." Justin added.
"What, that complete ass you're always telling us about?" Nowacki sat up, turning to address Justin then Kurt. "The douche didn't rape you did he?"
"Err..." Kurt wasn't sure what to say. He didn't know how accepting these guys were over the fact he was gay.
"Don't listen to this guy, he's a complete twat. I have an idea! When Aaron gets back you should get him to give you a foot massage! It'll help with your sprain, I swear." Nathan suggested.
Kurt frowned. "I'm not sure whether that'd be medically advisable, not that I'm trying to be ungrateful but..."
"Oh don't worry about it, because Aaron's a dancer he tends to get injured a lot and took a massage course, although I'm not sure whether it's possible to give yourself a massage. But he's like, almost a professional." Nathan insisted.
"Dior! What the hell man!" Jacob suddenly shouted making everybody jump.
All eyes were on Dior and Jacob who was furiously rubbing at his pink calculator.
"What's happened now?" Justin rolled his eyes.
"Look! Look what he did!" Jacob waved the calculator about. "I'm just innocently trying to do my maths and he goes and... goes and... defiles my calculator!"
"I think the correct term is Graffiti." Nowacki said unhelpfully.
"Also known as street art, typical of the English youth." Nathan added. "Only it wasn't on the street so never mind."
"Wait, what does it say?" Blaine asked, curious.
"The bastard only went and wrote Barbie on the back! In permanent marker no less!" Jacob carried on in his rage.
"Oh look! He's even dotted the 'i' with a heart for you!" Nathan pointed out.
"I hate you guys!" Jacob snapped.
"Well you did choose to buy a pink scientific calculator." Dior said.
Justin turned to Kurt and sighed. "Do you ever get the feeling you are constantly surrounded by children?"
"Oh every day." Kurt smiled, watching Blaine as he slotted himself on the couch between Nowacki and Dior as Dior protected himself from a flying pillow sent his way by Jacob. Blaine laughed, instantly joining in and becoming a part of the group. "And I wouldn't have them any other way."
"Okay so here's your choice, stay here and babysit or help me cook in the kitchen." Justin said with a sly grin.
Kurt looked to the group of boys, Nowacki seeming to be making what looked to be an extremely sexual joke, Jacob frowning, trying to do his work while Dior and Nathan added to the jokes with something more sexist rather than sexual teaching Blaine all the wrong things about the UK culture. The joke, 'if I had an erection right now I'd be having a sword fight with god' allowed Kurt to make his decision.
"I'd love to come and help you cook, as long as you don't mind if I eventually take over." Kurt said quickly.
"Justin?" Kurt said cautiously as he flipped the dough round and continued to kneed it.
"Mhmm." Justin answered, engrossed in cutting his vegetables.
"Do your friends know me and Blaine are... gay?"
"Yeah, why?" Justin replied nonchalantly.
"So they don't really care?" Kurt flipped the dough over again.
"Of course not, why would they?"
"It's just that, I'm not used to people being accepting of me you know? I mean, other than at Dalton me and Blaine get really odd looks all the time like we're some rare specimen that releases mucus from our pores or something, whereas over here it seems to be... less? Oh I don't know I'm just a bit surprised, that's all." Kurt trailed off.
Justin sighed. "What you need to know about this area is people don't really care to be honest with you. I don't know about other places but what you've got to realise is homophobes seem to be condensed into certain areas. I mean yeah, every place you'll get people who don't accept you. So far all the people I've met in my school days are all fine with it as long as you're not a complete dick. Well maybe a couple aren't but they don't speak out because with a single unjust insult comes an army to fight against it. Listen Kurt, as long as you're in the right place with the right people nothing bad can ever happen; the best people are those who see others who are deemed imperfect perfectly and there is no one in this world who can tell you you can't be yourself. Unless you're a complete wanker." Justin added to lighten the mood.
"I never thought of it that way before." Kurt looked absentmindedly at what was turning into a pizza.
"Yeah well, the day we all accept each other is the day we can all live in peace, and the more people who are accepting, the closer we'll get to that all important goal."
"You sound like a tree hugger." Kurt laughed.
"Maybe I am." Justin joked as he sprinkled cheese onto Kurt's pizza base. "You know I've really missed the cheese you can get here, somehow it just can't be beat."
There was a slamming sound then a large cheer and what sounded like a stampede then a loud groan.
"Ah looks like Aaron's back." Justin looked towards the kitchen door. It wasn't long before what Kurt guessed to be Aaron, walked in dressed in jogging bottoms and a Superdry T-shirt. He had sandy blond slightly curling short hair, and you could tell he was a dancer by his lean frame. He smiled warmly as he saw Justin.
"Welcome back J, you miss me?" Aaron asked, opening the fridge and taking out a chilled bottle of water before noticing Kurt. "Hi! You must be Kurt right? I wondered where you were seeing as your boyfriend's stuck out there with the Goonies. And it's not what it looks like; I'm not that posh to be drinking bottled water, this is from the tap. My mum used to bottle tap water and keep it in the fridge. That's the best you know, ice cold water." Aaron took a sip, leaning back on the kitchen counter.
"I was extremely hurt that you didn't turn up to come say hello at the airport Az." Justin pouted, flicking flour at him.
"Oh please J, my life doesn't just revolve around you." Aaron scoffed light heartedly.
"It should do seeing as we're like, blood brothers. In fact, I don't know why I bother talking to you."
"I'm guessing you don't want to know how my audition went then." Aaron stuck his nose in the air.
"Oh go on then, if you insist."
"I got a call back!" Aaron squealed, jumping up and down excitedly.
"No way! I am so happy for you. Looks like the blood brothers will have a happy ending after all."
"Don't say that, you've probably jinxed it now seeing as the characters die at the end."
"Ah sorry." Justin winced.
"Don't worry. Well it was nice seeing you Kurt, but I'm off for a shower." Aaron took one last sip of his drink before leaving the kitchen.
"Justin... he isn't, you know..." Kurt began.
"Oh no, I mean, all my girl friends think he should be, or at least is in denial or planning to come out the closet eventually, but really it's because he's like me and has been surrounded by musical theatre all his life. Of course he can get any girl he wants because he's so nice and a giant flirt, so there are major advantages to being slightly camp." Justin now picked up the finished pizza and placed it in the oven.
Empty plates littered the floor and several of the boys now had bottles of beer out minus Kurt and Aaron as Kurt shook his head at Blaine in dismay. Blaine and alcohol really didn't go.
"God Kurt, you have to try this it's so good!" Blaine held the beer bottle out to Kurt. Blaine wasn't drunk, they'd only had one beer and Kurt hoped there wouldn't be more although Justin had gone through about five already but still managed to remain positively sober.
"Erm." Kurt said, unsure.
"It's cherry flavoured so really fruity." Blaine insisted.
"What like you?" Kurt laughed, taking a sip. God that really was good.
"You see, along with this country's cheese, I've missed the beer and of course the sweets and chocolate." Justin jumped over the back of the couch, pushing Nathan along so Nowacki had to now sit on the couch arm seeing as Dior, Blaine and Kurt were also sat on the couch. Aaron and Jacob were on the floor, their backs pressed against it. Jacob had instantly given up revising for his maths seeing as Dior had decided to make snowflakes out of his mark scheme.
"Guys, I have a dilemma." Nowacki piped up.
"You've always got a dilemma." Nathan rolled his eyes.
Nowacki just carried on un-phased. "Okay, sex with three people is called a threesome. With two people it's called a twosome, so with one person it'd be called handsome right?" Nowacki released a cheeky grin as everyone laughed besides Justin, Aaron and Kurt who looked at each other blankly then simultaneously rolled their eyes.
"Oh I've got one!" Nathan said. "Okay, what do you say to a woman with two black eyes?"
"What?" Dior said.
"Nothing, you already told her to get back in the kitchen twice." Nathan finished.
"Oh my god! How can you get away with that?"Kurt cried.
"It wasn't my joke! In fact, it was my girlfriend who told me it, I mean, usually it's us guys and they slap us but, they know we're joking." Nathan laughed at Kurt's reaction.
Blaine nudged Kurt playfully.
"Don't you get any ideas." Kurt warned for the second time that day.
"What me? No!" Blaine said with fake shock.
"Where do you get all these jokes anyway?" Kurt turned his attention away from Blaine who was gently pressing a hand into his thigh.
"Sometimes people send texts, but mostly sikipedia." Aaron shrugged. "I bet their girlfriends love their boyfriends." Aaron said sarcastically.
"Az, I almost forgot! Kurt hurt his ankle hence the crutches so I was wondering whether you'd be able to give him a foot massage?" Nathan leant over the couch to address Aaron.
"Well it depends on the injury." Aaron said. "But if he doesn't mind me checking it, sure why not."
Kurt blushed. "You don't have to."
"I have nothing else to do all night besides watching these pricks get pissed. Plus I need all the practice I can get really."
"Well if you don't mind..."
Aaron picked up a cushion from the couch and put it on the floor indicating for Kurt to scoot off the couch and sit on it. Kurt obliged and Aaron gently took Kurt's injured foot in his lap as Justin stood up.
"I better start the washing up before we get a rat infestation."
"Yeah Dior." Jacob shot Dior a look.
"Come on, it was one time I left food in my bedroom and suddenly it's held against me for life!" Dior held his hands up defensively.
"I need to take your sock off to get a better look." Aaron explained as he took the item off and started to unravel Kurt's bandage from around his ankle. "Don't worry; I'm trained in first aid so I'll put the bandage back on after." Aaron then studied Kurt's ankle, noting the angry bruise around it. "You're going to have to tell me where it hurts so I can avoid that area."
"Ow, ow, ow, okay there, avoid that area completely!" Kurt indicated, as Blaine evidently leaned forward protectively.
"Sure." Aaron laughed as he began to press his fingers just above the area now noted as the 'pain zone'. "I'm getting the blood to flow better so the healing process is faster." Aaron began to run circles into Kurt's flesh as Kurt leant his head back.
"Nnnn, that is good." Kurt moaned, making Blaine's eyebrows rise.
"Yeah, Az can make all of us turn into a pile of mush." Dior said as the rest of them paid no attention to the sounds Kurt was making being used to making them themselves.
"God there, just there." Kurt shuddered as Aaron continued.
"Kurt, were you a dancer by any chance?" Aaron asked.
"Mmmm, yeah, I used to do gymnastic tricks when I was in the cheer leading squad." This comment got Kurt quite an odd reaction from the rest of the guys, some of them choking on their beer, surprised.
"I thought so; your muscles are kind of knotted from lack of use but you can tell from your form that you're probably quite flexible." Aaron said matter of fact as he ran his hands round the back of Kurt's leg and pressed his finger tips into the muscle there.
Blaine couldn't help fidgeting at the mention of Kurt being flexible, and even more so when Kurt moaned again.
"Right, that should do it. If you come into the kitchen with me I can get you some ice and then alternate between hot and cold for about five minutes before I get the arnica out and re-bandage you. That should help with the healing process." Aaron stood up before reaching out and helping Kurt up, supporting him gently. "I'm pretty sure Justin needs some company and if I do it in here these knobs will probably nick my frozen peas."
Aaron led Kurt out the room as all the attention was drawn to Blaine who was now flushed red.
"Dude, did Aaron just say your boyfriend was flexible?" Nowacki stated earning him a punch from Nathan. "What? I heard cheerleader then flexible! Then started thinking of girls with bouncing... assets and short skirts and..."
"Back the hormones up will you?" Jacob snapped as he stood to fill the space on the couch.
"Man, if my girlfriend was like that." Nathan shook his head. "I'm not gay or anything so I'm not even going to ask about the mechanics of how useful that might be."
"Erm, talking about this is getting a bit dangerous for me at the moment." Blaine confessed as he tried to calm himself down.
The guys looked at Blaine blankly until it dawned on them and they all said 'oh' really slowly.
"Well we all have problems, especially if they don't put out." Dior nodded sympathetically.
"Actually, the right opportunity hasn't come up recently." Blaine rubbed the back of his head nervously.
"Okay, I'm going to ignore the forming awkward elephant in the room and pretend Kurt's a girl, because no offense it's slightly hard to think about it like... that." Jacob said. "But what do you do to get in 'the mood'."
"Erm..."
"I can give you some advice if you want?" Nowacki offered.
"Nowacki, frankly your advice is shite." Nathan said.
"But what about that song?" Nowacki smiled evilly.
Dior also smiled. "I'll go get the acoustic guitar."
"Wait, don't you da..." Jacob tried as Dior got up.
"Jacob, you can't ever stop the awesome that is Tenacious D." Nathan said.
"What?" Blaine frowned.
Justin, Aaron and Kurt finally came back into the room, Kurt having had his ankle thoroughly looked after. They all stopped on seeing Nowacki balanced on the arm of the couch, his feet planted on the cushions and tuning an acoustic guitar as Dior and Nathan stood on either side of him. Blaine was watching them anxiously as Jacob had his arms crossed with an expression that said, 'I am not amused right now.'
"Err, what's going on?" Justin raised his eyebrows.
"We're just about to give Blaine some well intentioned advice. Kurt, you have to listen to this too." Dior said.
"Uh oh." Aaron muttered under his breath.
Nowacki began to strum the guitar. "Now Blaine, you have to listen especially close to the lyrics okay? This is a song for the ladies, but fellas listen closely." He then turned to Dior and Nathan who nodded before all three of them began to sing.
You don't always have to fuck her hard
In fact sometimes that's not right to do
Sometimes you've got to make some love
And fucking give her some smoochies too
Justin face palmed as Aaron said 'Good God, I'm surrounded by bloody idiots.'
Sometimes ya got to squeeze
Sometimes you've got to say please
Sometime you've got to say hey
I'm gonna Fuck you softly
I'm gonna screw you gently
I'm gonna hump you sweetly
I'm gonna ball you discreetly
Blaine blushed profusely as Kurt stared open mouthed.
"I'm embarrassed for you guys." Justin aimed the remark at Dior, Nowacki and Nathan who carried on, trying not to laugh.
And then you say hey I bought you flowers
And then you say wait a minute sally
I think I got somethin in my teeth
Could you get it out for me?
The next line Justin, Aaron and Jacob couldn't help but join in with, seeing as it was their favourite part of the song, making both Blaine and Kurt jump with surprise.
That's fucking teamwork!
"Sorry, couldn't resist." Justin whispered apologetically to Kurt.
What's your fave posish?
That's cool with me
It's not my favourite
But I'll do it for you
Nowacki winked at Blaine, subtly indicating Kurt who instantly regretted mentioning he had been a cheerleader.
What's your favourite dish?
I'm not gonna cook it
But I'll order it from Zanzibar
And then I'm gonna love you completely
And then I'll fucking fuck you discreetly
And then I'll fucking bone you completely
But then I'm gonna fuck you hard
Hard
Nowacki finished the chord and looked at Blaine before bursting out laughing. Everybody else couldn't help but join in because the looks on Kurt and Blaine's faces were priceless. They were a mixture of beet red, disgust and quite frankly shock.
"So you like it?" Nowacki smirked.
"You guys are complete arseholes!" Justin chuckled, pulling the traumatised Kurt to the couch and pushing him down next to Blaine who couldn't stop himself from snaking an arm around Kurt's waist.
"It was err... very nice." Blaine stammered, finally finding himself again.
"Sorry, the epicness of that song couldn't go without being shown." Nowacki bowed as he placed Dior's guitar back on the floor. "Can't say no to the metal."
"Okay, firstly, that particular song can't be technically classed as metal." Dior criticised.
"And secondly, don't listen to him when he says he's a metal head. Yes he listens to Slip Knot and has the entire collection of the big four's songs along with knowing the full back story between Metallica and Megadeath, but that loser has One Direction on his iPod and that is just wrong." Nathan said to Blaine and Kurt.
"I do not!" Nowacki cried.
"Dude, just because you re-named them as Cradle of Filth, doesn't mean I wouldn't find out once I put your iPod on shuffle." Nathan pushed Nowacki off the couch.
"So are all you guys into that music?" Blaine asked.
"Erm no." Nathan said. "Nowacki is all Metal, Rock, hardcore etc. I like some of that stuff but am mainly into dub-step and 8 byte. Jacob over there, the snob that he is, is all classical. Dior is R&B, hip hop, and pop. Justin is old school 80's and show tunes whereas Aaron is mainly show tunes and top 40. So we're all different to say the least."
"Yet we get on surprisingly well." Nowacki propped his chin up on the couch's arm as Nathan smacked him round the head and they began to fight again.
Blaine entered his and Kurt's shared room, a towel draped over his shoulders a pair of boxers on with his night time red T-shirt which had Dalton written across it. The house they were staying in only had one bathroom so there was a huge fight as to who would go in first. In the end it was agreed the guests got the privilege. Kurt went before Blaine and was currently laying on his stomach in a pair of woolly looking pyjama bottoms and a baggy t-shirt he had grown a liking too after seeing Blaine in one. His hair was messy but finally dry and his concentration was on the laptop screen in front of him.
Blaine made his way over, sitting down beside Kurt making the mattress dent slightly as he pressed his hands into it on either side of Kurt's waist, leaning down to place a kiss on Kurt's slightly exposed shoulder.
Kurt looked up. "Please don't tell me that song worked on you."
Blaine just lifted Kurt up slightly to slip his hands underneath him and then around his stomach and squeezed him gently. He placed his chin on Kurt's shoulder and put his lips against Kurt's soft cheek. "No, I'm pretty sure it was the moans you made from your massage and the mention of you being flexible that did it. Although I thought those bedroom noises were meant for me only."
Kurt swatted Blaine away, blushing slightly. "Stop it you."
"So, how'd you manage to get a laptop?" Blaine sucked slightly on Kurt's neck enjoying the shiver it received.
"Justin let me use it so I could message everybody without earning a mega phone bill. You'll never guess what Reform School Greg is at."
"Mmmm?" Blaine started to run circles into Kurt's back lazily. "And where did this information come from?"
"Facebook, duh, so yeah, you want to know? It'll make you cringe." Kurt carried on, ignoring Blaine's advances.
"Will it?" Blaine said, not really caring as his hands moved dangerously low.
"See look," Kurt lifted the laptop over his head, forcing himself from Blaine's grip and sitting up. He pushed the laptop into Blaine's lap and Blaine stared at the screen wide eyed.
"Wait, but that's..." Blaine pointed at the screen.
"Yep, your old Reform School. Looks like he's going to find out your secret after all seeing as you can't help getting trophies for the school you're in, even if it's a school for delinquents." Kurt hummed. "Mr. Anger management." Kurt added teasingly.
Blaine placed the laptop on the floor before growling slightly and pinning Kurt to the bed. "So you were saying." Blaine held Kurt's wrists down, his legs on either side of Kurt's thighs.
Kurt just chuckled. "And there you go proving my point."
"Well you'd have bottled anger too if you were beat up. I was only there for a little while anyway." Blaine leant forward, his breath tickling Kurt's neck.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure the guys you beat up felt the same way." Kurt scoffed although he secretly liked knowing about this side of Blaine very few people were acquainted with. Yes Blaine had moved to Dalton because of the bullies but no one really could have guessed what happened in between. Blaine couldn't be perfect all of the time.
"Well the pressure broke me slightly. I guess they helped by introducing me to boxing." Blaine travelled his mouth along Kurt's jaw.
"Once the Reform school got you into punching the proper equipment." Kurt huffed. "Which I'm not complaining about seeing as you look totally hot in a wife beater."
"Only for you Kurt." Blaine finally took Kurt's lips, running a tongue along Kurt's mouth as Kurt allowed him entrance, moaning softly as the heat seemed to turn up. Blaine let go of Kurt's wrists so Kurt could wrap his arms around Blaine's upper body as Blaine ran his own hands down Kurt's sides, kissing him more ferociously.
The yelling from the living room caused both of them to stop.
"We have the sofa bed as a kindness for when you two decide to crash here, but that doesn't mean you fuckwits can go and break it! How the hell did you manage to put a bloody hole the size of the Grand Canyon through it?" They could here Jacob shout.
The reply was muffled and Kurt began to giggle thinking of all the possible things that could have happened. "Okay Blaine, I don't think Jacob will appreciate it if we do anything naughty in his bed. Go on, off you get." Kurt gently pushed at Blaine's chest.
"But Kurt..." Blaine pouted.
"Would you like it if Rachel and Finn did stuff in your bed?"
Blaine shuddered at the thought. "I see your point." He placed one final kiss on Kurt's lips before getting up.
"Hey, that doesn't mean we can't cuddle." Kurt pulled Blaine back, burying his face in Blaine's chest as he wrapped his arms around him.
Blaine reciprocated before laying them back and bringing the covers over them, turning off the bedside lamp.
So seriously, jokes aside, this is my school life T_T, full of sexist jokes and innuendos. Be lucky I didn't put in a 'your mum' joke. *rolls eyes* It's funny when I meet a girl who goes to an all girl's school because they find it hilarious when I come out with the same stuff the guys do and I'm like, I didn't mean it to be funny. The curse of being in a mixed school. sigh. Now to try and get Aaron to pay more attention to me then to other girls... sorry thought explosion.
So I hope you're all having a good holiday, well what's left of it anyway. Next up , new years! yay. And sorry if Blaine's secret was disappointing. It was really tempting to write he had a third nipple or something but that would be childish XD
Oh, and got my little sister into Glee now and she is also Klaine mad and my older sister hates it XD Although my little sis is more Blaine because she saw AVPM first and I'm more Kurt seeing as I kinda worship Chris... sorry, admire Chris XD
TakeABow9: WHAT! That was Rory's last episode? :'( But he said he would spend valetines day with Sam... Speaking of which, Glee falls on a valentines day! If they don't put in a cute Klaine scene I'm flying over to America and writing one they can put NO YOU ROCK into the DVD after they took away the Blaine giving Kurt a ring scene. But what if Sebastian has got in the way by then seeing as he returns soon, not sure if it's in the next episode... sorry I'm rambling.
Azrael Blood: Wow, 30 chapters and people are still letting me write haha
KurtandBlaineGleek: Yep, Kurt beating them at the game was a reminder of my BF Vickie, who like wins at all those types of games.
ColferFan1217 : Good idea for Justin and Kurt being like best friends XD And yup, Sue, along with Kurt and strangely coach Biest are my favourite characters. And of course Blaine, but only as long as he's with Kurt for my alegiance shall not waver. Although I love them both.
grandenonfatmocha: I get what you meant about Kurt being a bit chilled and laid back in chapter 29 then suddenly crys, but I guess it can be explained by like, have you ever had that moment where you don't really know what's happening and your on your own so you just react the way your brain tells you to be; rational and collected and it's at the end you suddenly realise what's happened and you're finally with someone who you know cares, and asks you what happened, then you think 'Oh God' and everything hits you like a ton of bricks and you kinda break down...
mid-morning rain: I know, I was extremely P*£&^"d (annoyed) when they cut the ring giving scene. And I've got a huge list of stuff ready for Blaine and Kurt to do in the UK, like going to the Canterbury market, London Dungeons, Tower of London, the sea life center, and a surprise in Trafalga square heh heh.
Ink: Ha ha Fall out vegas, yep awesome game. I'd love to see the screen shot lol.
gleefan263: Aw, welcome back! I hope you enjoyed your holiday :)
lilmiss-swagger: Well, if it's any consolation, my American accent leaves much to be desired (its *coughcrapcough*)
PrettyLittleScars: OOO Hocus pocus... wait, what's Hocus Pocus? As in, Hocus Pocus by Focus? And oh to have Klaine under my christmas tree... sigh
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Thanks for the reviews everybody! And for reading, makes me smile everytime :') so yeah, ask me anything, I'm in a really talkative mood right now. I'll start updating more once I've finished all my school work.
Love Bertie xx