A/N: Gosh you guys must think I disappeared off the face of the Earth, to which I greatly apologised. My first politics exam is on Friday the thirteenth so I've been freaking out because I am so going to fail. On top of that I've caught a cold and I was meant to write Friday, but my parents surprised me by taking me to Tao's for my Birthday which isn't until the 8th of Januray so Sunday. But today I was writing like mad so yeah. Sorry it's all excuses but after my exam I'll be back to updating more regularly I promise. Also I've been reading too many Glee rumours and spoilers and quite frankly panicking. Don't worry none have been mentioned here.
WARNING: Language and drinking. Also Kurt is acting like a bitch. I thought it needed more 'drama' as Chris and Darren put it when concerning Klaine.
Kurt was changing into something more suitable to dance in for the Flash Mob practice Justin had promised he'd take them to, when Blaine got the email sent to his phone. He frowned when he noticed who it was from.
Hey Anderson, saw this and thought of you, not my thing dude but figured you'd appreciate it more. ;)
Why on earth was Puck sending him a link to a You-tube video? Blaine frowned as he opened the link on his phone. His eyes widened as single ladies came on and three extremely recognisable people appeared on his screen once the video had loaded.
"Dude, those chicks are hot." Nowacki mumbled over his shoulder.
Blaine jumped, instantly hiding his phone. "Erm, hi..."
"Nowacki, you're such a dick." Nathan said, subtly taking Blaine's phone out his hand. "And for once right. Wow Blaine, you're boyfriend sure knows how to dance, although I much prefer his friends."
Blaine snatched his phone away, blushing. "I had no idea what that'd be! I mean erm, m-my friend just sent me the link, I've never seen this video before in my life!" Blaine exclaimed.
"What video?" Kurt appeared from the room he shared with Blaine, now dressed in a tank top with a jumper that slanted to one side over the top and a pair of grey jogging bottoms.
"This is going to be good." Jacob mumbled from the couch, turning a page in his newspaper.
"Have you been hiding things from Blaine Kurt?" Nathan wiggled his eyebrows as Kurt looked confusedly at him.
"Erm, not that I know of, no." Kurt answered, giving Blaine a rather odd look.
"Well I'm pretty sure this video begs to differ." Nowacki said with a smug grin as he snatched Blaine's phone form Nathan before Blaine could get to it, and passed it to Kurt.
Kurt looked at the boys strangely as Blaine tried to wrestle his phone off of Kurt.
"There's really nothing to see." Blaine tried.
"Okay, now I have to have a look." Kurt laughed. As soon as he saw it however his face paled before turning bright red. "I-I never thought they'd post this, I mean, this was two years ago!"
"Wow, and that now makes Blaine a pervert." Nowacki smirked.
"How does it?" Nathan smacked him. "In real life he'd be about... so Kurt is a year older than Blaine... two years ago he'd be fifteen... Blaine is currently sixteen and will be seventeen this year so... he'd be about a year older if Kurt was that age then."
Kurt face palmed. "I thought that video was permanently placed in the vault of no return. God Blaine I am so embarrassed!"
"And short." Blaine couldn't help but point out.
Kurt peeked through his fingers to glare at Blaine. "What was that?"
"Well in this you are kinda short. You've just suddenly grown like, wow. And the dance; you're so adorable, I love the outfit and... Kurt I'm sorry, please don't look at me like that." Blaine hugged Kurt from behind, placing his chin on his shoulder and tried to kiss him on the cheek but Kurt wiggled out of his grip.
"Don't make fun of me Blaine, just because you have a height complex standing on the furniture and flirting around the girls while singing in Glee practice." Kurt snapped.
Nowacki and Nathan glanced at each other. "Well erm, we have to err..." Nowacki began.
"Go get breakfast!" Nathan finished.
"Yes! Breakfast, I gotta grab me some toast." Nowacki agreed.
"And this is last week's paper." Jacob stood up. "I'll just a... go and get a new one." And with that everyone vacated the room leaving Kurt and Blaine on their own.
"Is that how you really feel Kurt? That I have a height complex and that I flirt with everybody?" Blaine asked, unable to keep the anger out of his voice.
"Sometimes, yes." Kurt replied truthfully, his arms crossed and his bitch face on.
"I thought you trusted me Kurt." Blaine suddenly looked hurt. "We've been through this before."
"I do." Kurt replied simply.
"Then maybe you should act like it for once!" Blaine shouted, making Kurt flinch slightly.
Just then Justin appeared in the room, swinging his car keys around his finger. "Well then is everyone ready to... go? What's going on?" Justin stopped as he saw Kurt and Blaine glaring at each other.
"Nothing." Kurt mumbled. "I'll be waiting in the car." And with that Kurt turned and left.
"Right everybody, this is Blaine and Kurt who have come all the way from Ohio to stay with Justin." Aaron introduced Kurt and Blaine. Blaine warily looked over at Kurt who refused to make eye contact with him and just smiled at the crowd of Flash mob dancers in front of them. "I've been told they are very good dancers so I have decided to include them in the Flash mob, and I know what you're all thinking, the dance date is tomorrow, but don't worry, I've planned this all out. That is all, everybody break!" And with that Aaron clapped his hands and the group dispersed, nodding welcomes at Blaine and Kurt before they left to stretch.
"Tomorrow?" Kurt looked sceptically at Aaron.
"Yep, don't worry you'll have some one on one time with the choreographer." Aaron smiled a knowing smile.
"And who would that be?" Blaine questioned.
"Me." Aaron smirked at the shocked expressions on Blaine and Kurt's face. "However I'm splitting you two up if that's okay; otherwise our two groups will be uneven."
"What do you mean?" Kurt frowned.
"Well, the event tomorrow is this huge Flash mob charity event where we're trying to raise money for the children's wish foundation. What happens is Flash Mob crews from across the country join together at Trafalgar square to do one massive dance. Our crew is the largest in the country so we've had to split it. The dance won't be the same but each of us have segments to do, like we take turns taking the spotlight then move to the background or whatever although primarily it's my crew in charge seeing as I organised it." Aaron said proudly. "So Blaine, you'll be practising with our other choreographer. Ah here she is now."
A girl with long chestnut brown hair wearing a leotard and pink leg warmers appeared, smiling broadly.
"Hey Alice, you get to have Blaine, I'm taking Kurt for myself." Aaron pushed Blaine towards her.
"Oh Aaron, I can't complain either way." She winked at him. "Have fun." And with that Alice dragged a rather bemused looking Blaine away. "Okay, what happened?" Aaron demanded when Blaine was out of ear shot.
"I don't know what you mean." Kurt lied, stretching his arms above his head.
"You and Blaine are fighting. Why?" Aaron wasn't buying it at all.
"It's nothing." Kurt shrugged it off. "Shouldn't you be teaching me this really hard routine of yours?"
Aaron sighed. "Honestly, it's like talking to my past girlfriend."
"Are you saying I'm a girl?" Kurt wrinkled up his nose.
"I can say what I like with your form like that, back straight Hummel, this isn't bed time with Blaine!" Aaron instructed as Kurt blushed.
"Very good Blaine, you must be a natural at this!" Alice nodded her approval as Blaine went over the steps. He glanced over at Nowacki and Nathan who gave him two thumbs up.
"Hey you two! Get back to practicing before I beat you round the head with my jazz shoes!" Alice shouted at the pair making them instantly get back into position.
"Well I did play Tony in my school play." Blaine gushed, making a twirl.
"If only I could've been your Maria." Alice laughed. "Right we do a clothes line after this bit, yep just like that, then grape vine over to your new position, perfect!" Alice clapped out the beat as she watched Blaine.
"I think you're ready to join the rest of my group." Alice beamed. "This means you've beaten Kurt, although Aaron's routine is a lot harder than mine. I felt so bad for Dior and Jacob, honestly, how Nathan and Nowacki got them to join I don't know, and it was made worse when they got put on Aaron's team. He's a slave driver you see." Alice looked over at Kurt.
Blaine followed her gaze, watching as Kurt spun on the spot, his sweat glistening on his forehead as Aaron shouted out instructions. He guessed Aaron's dance moves must be pretty hard seeing as Kurt had little room to add his 'little habits' to the dance. Blaine smiled to himself when he remembered the single ladies dance and then strangely when they had done animal together. Why then, when Kurt was trying to be sexy, had it looked so wrong yet when he was doing single ladies two years ago had it looked so natural?
"Aaron seems to like Kurt." Alice observed.
Blaine snapped his head back to Alice. "How can you tell?" Why did Blaine suddenly feel concerned?
"Well let's put it this way," Alice patted Blaine's shoulder. "Kurt's not crying... yet." Alice then pulled away. "Right, from the beginning everyone but this time we'll include Blaine."
Kurt was the last out of the gym showers, all dressed and ready for a night out on the town. They had all decided that after the Flash Mob rehearsals they would all shower and get ready at the gym, which Kurt wasn't too thrilled about but obliged anyway.
"Dude, I never thought I'd see a guy in such tight pants." Nowacki stated, earning a smack round the head by both Nathan and Dior.
"That was totally inappropriate!" Nathan smacked Nowacki again for good measure.
"Inappropriate comments aside, is everyone ready to go?" Justin said before things got out of hand.
"I'm ready." Jacob nodded.
"Let's get our party on!" Dior cried.
"Booze!" Nowacki shouted.
As everyone was walking out to the cars Blaine stopped Kurt.
"Kurt I..."
"Blaine, I don't want to hear it. I'm still angry with you." Kurt growled.
"Angry with me? I should be angry with you! You're comments hurt me Kurt!" Blaine cried, exasperated.
"Then let's get through this evening okay? We'll go out, you can drink and flirt with whoever you want and I'll... do something else." Kurt knew he was being mean but he was just so frustrated. More than anything he was embarrassed Blaine had seen his video, embarrassed that he had said all those things to Blaine, and he couldn't help but dig himself a little bit deeper into that grave. Why is it all his anger towards himself had to be directed at other people?
"Fine then, be that way." Blaine shouldered past Kurt, leaving him staring after Blaine, mentally kicking himself.
"Erm, Aaron, why are we stopping outside Tao's?" Jacob asked.
It was Aaron, Justin, Jacob and Kurt in one car and Nathan, Nowacki, Dior and Blaine in the other. Kurt secretly hopped Blaine's anger wasn't showing because he'd hate to see the looks he'd get when they all get out the car.
Aaron just smiled smugly at Justin who turned round to explain.
"We thought we could start the night with a meal out." Justin said innocently.
"You just want to show off Mr Firewater." Jacob scoffed, sitting back in his seat.
"Mr Firewater?" Kurt looked at them strangely.
"You'll see." Aaron grinned.
Tao's was in fact, a Chinese restaurant run by a Chinese family. Justin had booked reservations ahead of time and they all sat down at a large table laid out for them. Kurt made sure he was as far away from Blaine as possible but nobody seemed to take any notice so that was fine by him.
The first part of the meal was spent with Nowacki insisting he read out everyone's Chinese New Year characteristics which earned him a lot of protests, especially when he decided to read out the rest of them claiming that he wanted to know his girlfriends personality and then randomly Cory Taylor's. In the end Nathan stood up and yanked Nowacki's chair out from under him causing Nowacki to land on the floor with a loud thump. "Get over your man crush of Cory Taylor! Those things aren't accurate you dumb ass!"
"I do not have a crush on Cory Taylor," Nowacki grumbled. "He's just my idol."
"And you're what appears in my nightmares every night." Dior joked.
"Everyone finished their main course?" A waitress asked.
"Yes thank you and we were wondering..." Justin looked at Jacob who mouthed 'don't do it' at Justin. "Could we have the firewater?" Jacob slapped his face as the waitress smiled knowingly.
"Right away sir."
The table was quickly cleared before it seemed the restaurants entire staff had disappeared.
Kurt looked around confused before he heard the crashing of symbols coming closer. A parade of staff entered the room, one wearing a mask and clashing the instrument Kurt had pinpointed earlier. There was a loud crescendo before a man in black rimmed glasses revealed himself, holding a shot glass and a clear glass bottle with Chinese lettering on it. He placed them both on the table before addressing the group with a massive grin.
"Firewater," He beamed. "One is okay; two is dangerous, three, you dead. So, who goes first?"
Everyone turned to look at Blaine and Kurt.
"Well I think the Americans should go first." Dior suggested.
"Erm, I'm okay thanks." Kurt shied away.
Blaine looked at Kurt. He knew Kurt didn't like him drinking, but then again... "I'll do it."
There was cheer around the table as Kurt looked at Blaine in disbelief. Blaine stuck his tongue out at him before Mr Firewater filled the shot glass. He then set it alight and everyone watched the blue flames. Mr Firewater placed his hand over the glass putting out the fire and then lifted his hand up, the glass stuck to his palm and slammed it back down in front of Blaine.
"Now, three, two, one," He lifted his hand away so that Blaine could grasp the glass. "Go!"
Blaine downed it in one, slowly feeling the effects of the strong alcohol.
"One, two, three, four, five..." Mr Firewater waved his hand in front of Blaine's face, his fingers waving, imitating a fire. "Fire." Blaine suddenly felt the burn going down his throat and into his stomach, his eyes widening in shock.
Everyone stared at him expectantly.
Blaine slammed the shot glass back on the table. "Again!" He announced.
Kurt had to hand it to the English; they sure knew how to drink. The amount Nathan had guzzled alone could amount to several liver problems and was probably more than Kurt drank in two years let alone one night. It was also amazing the amount of drinking games they could come up with involving a pack of cards although Kurt was pretty sure King's cup and Ring of Fire were technically the same thing.
As for Blaine, he was having a whale of a time, dancing about among the crowd held up by a very drunk Nowacki and surprisingly Jacob had gave up and joined in.
"Not drinking Kurt?" Aaron asked him as Dior came to stand with them.
"No. I may be fighting with my boyfriend but I still need to keep an eye on him, you know? What about you guys?" Kurt said, sipping the one drink he would allow himself.
"Aaron and I are the designated drivers." Dior said. "And I seriously wish I wasn't because the girls here are something else, even if some of them are fake drunk off alcopops such as Wicked."
"Best nick name for WKD ever!" Nathan shouted loudly, coming over with a couple of girls on each arm. "Hey Kurt, this right here, is my single ladies man Kurt." Nathan introduced Kurt to the girls. "And he's like, taken and stuff by that dude, over there." Nathan indicated Blaine. "Isn't that like, totally beautiful? Man, I love that." Nathan took a swig of his drink as the girls giggled.
"Come on Kurt, let's go and get you on that dance floor." Aaron grabbed Kurt's wrist and dragged him away.
"Aaron, are you sure? You're not gay." Kurt whispered.
"Yeah, but my heart belongs to someone so it's best if the people here think I am." Aaron shrugged.
Kurt laughed as Aaron spun him round on the spot. They both immersed themselves with the other dancers, Kurt momentarily moving on to a group of girls who welcomed him into the circle.
Blaine himself stopped his drunken dancing to watch Kurt move. As it turned out, if Kurt wasn't forced to act sexy, he was really good at doing it on his own accord, either that or Blaine was too drunk to really think of it. Somehow, he found himself feeling slightly jealous. Why was Kurt dancing with Aaron anyway and where the hell had Justin wandered off to?
Suddenly the music changed and all the attention turned towards the bar.
"Oh God no!" Aaron face palmed as Dior held back a laugh.
Justin had jumped up onto the bars counter wearing a pair of some girls knee high boots as 'these boots are made for walking' came on. He really got into the dance as well, moving in ways that even made Kurt's moves look tame as he dragged a couple of girls up with him followed by Nowacki who had a random bra on over his shirt.
Nathan whooped loudly as the song came to a close and both Justin and Nowacki fell backwards onto the floor behind the bar.
"Thank God I know the owner." Aaron shook his head disapprovingly.
On getting back to the house Nathan and Nowacki decided to jump out early before the car had even stopped. When they appeared back at the house they were holding someone's Christmas tree filled with gnomes picked up from the neighbours gardens. They then tried to shove it horizontally through the door before Dior managed to stop them. He left the two boys trying to help each other back into the house as he placed the tree on the doorstep.
"I'll go give it all back in the morning. I doubt our neighbours would appreciate me ringing their doorbells at 3am and asking which gnome is theirs and if they are missing a tree." Dior shook his head. "Why, oh why did I offer to remain sober?"
"Is it always like this?" Kurt asked Aaron. Aaron was carrying Blaine and Kurt was helping Justin who found every plant pot and lamppost, falling over a great number of times before they actually managed to get even a couple of feet towards the house.
"Trust me Kurt, this is tame."
"What are you like when you've been drinking?"
"He's my bitch, ain't ya Aaron!" Justin suddenly became animated, moving to slap Aaron on his shoulder but missing completely.
"Apparently, I'm his bitch." Aaron and Kurt laughed in unison.
Kurt rolled over on the bed and looked over the side at Blaine curled up on the floor. In his drunken state he had refused to get into bed with Kurt being too angry and just ripped a pillow off the bed and collapsed there and then.
Kurt couldn't sleep and had laid awake for hours, listening to Blaine's steady breathing.
"Blaine?" Kurt said cautiously.
There was silence but that didn't stop Kurt from noticing Blaine tensing, even if his back was towards him.
"I know your awake Blaine, and I know you're most probably sober by now. You didn't drink that much, even if you did propose to a fern on the way home." Kurt laughed, trying to lighten the mood.
There was still no reaction from Blaine.
Kurt sighed. "Blaine, you're going to get sick if you stay down there." Still nothing. "Blaine... I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry I was just... just so angry. But it was mainly at myself, I was embarrassed and.. and... I know I was wrong, what I said was really horrible and I can understand it if you hate me." Kurt paused to see if Blaine was reacting at all. He was shocked to find that he himself was starting to tear up. "I've screwed it up I know, I shouldn't have said you constantly flirt with everyone, you've been nothing but caring towards me and you're the perfect boyfriend and I don't deserve you at all." Kurt sniffed. "I love you." Kurt choked. "Blaine, please say something!"
"You seemed to have a great time with Aaron tonight." Blaine said bitterly.
"W-what?" Kurt sniffed again.
"Dancing and laughing." Blaine continued. "People would think you were the one who was flirting with other people."
"No Blaine please!" Kurt felt the tears now, he couldn't hold them back. "Aaron isn't even gay! He's been in love with the same girl since he was twelve! They've had this off and on relationship forever and and..."
"You seem to know a lot about it." Blaine stated.
"That's because we're friends. Yes Blaine, I've a close connection with a guy so sue me!" Kurt cried. "Just, please don't be mad." Kurt hiccoughed.
There was a long silence between them before Blaine finally spoke.
"Trust you to know I proposed to a fern."
Kurt smiled through his tears. "Yeah," Kurt rubbed his nose absentmindedly and sniffed again. "Blaine, come to bed."
"No."
Kurt was taken slightly aback. "You'll get a cold." Kurt tried, sounding slightly like an adult talking to a small child.
"I don't care." Blaine curled up more, refusing Kurt's offer. If Kurt was stubborn then for once Blaine wanted to be. It was to Blaine's surprise that he felt something heavy and warm fall on top of him. His fingers reached up to squeeze the soft duvet as Kurt slipped in behind him, wrapping his arms around him and snuggling his face into Blaine's back.
"Kurt, don't." Blaine warned. "I'm angry with you remember?"
"I don't care." Kurt mumbled, pressing into Blaine harder.
Blaine sighed and turned around so that he was looking into Kurt's eyes. He reached out and stroked a tear away from Kurt's face with his thumb. "You really have to stop getting so jealous all the time, your comments really hurt Kurt."
"I know Blaine, and I'm really sorry, sometimes I say things without thinking or what I don't really mean when I'm caught off guard. You seeing that video really surprised me and I know it's just an excuse but mmff." Kurt was cut off mid sentence as Blaine captured Kurt's mouth with his, bringing his arms around to hug Kurt's waist.
Blaine reluctantly pulled away. "Kurt, that video, it was adorable, and I've said this before but you're adorable, even if you can be bitchy at times." Blaine gently stroked Kurt's cheek thoughtfully.
"I know..." Kurt looked away. "Blaine? Do you hate me?"
"I hate it when you're insecure, about yourself, about us. But I love you in mega bitch mode when it's towards someone else, because that is totally hot." Blaine laughed as Kurt swatted at his chest lazily.
"You, Mr Anderson, need to stop swearing, it totally ruins the prep boy school look." Kurt pulled down lightly on Blaine's chin, kissing him happily.
"And you, Mr single Ladies man, need to stop crying." Blaine teased, tapping Kurt's nose.
"I don't cry that often." Kurt scoffed defensively.
"Erm, the first day I met you, sort of when we went to confront Karofsky together, at your prom, after that election, now..." Blaine began to list off all the times.
"Oookay, that's enough." Kurt stopped Blaine before he could go any further.
Blaine just brought Kurt closer, sucking on his neck before trailing upwards finally reaching Kurt's lips again, tugging slightly on his bottom lip as Kurt followed, his own mouth working alongside Blaine's.
"We should go to sleep," Kurt said against Blaine's lips. "We have to be up early tomorrow and if I get any dance moves wrong Aaron will rip me a new one."
"Yeah, going out drinking the night before wasn't their greatest plan huh?" Blaine chuckled.
Kurt loved the vibrations Blaine's laugh made as he nuzzled into the crook of Blaine's neck.
"Nope." He said giddily.
"Although I wouldn't mind making out for the two hours we have left." Blaine suggested.
"You know what? Me neither." And with that Kurt reconnected with Blaine leaving them both drunk off something other than alcohol.
And there we go, apologies for the long wait, and yes Tao's is an amazing resturant and Firewater is bloody strong may I say, it's like tequila but worse. My birthday night was my little sister reading out the horoscope thing and then picking on me and saying mean comments which my parents ignored. Great. Luckily my big sister was down from Uni so I wasn't completley upset about it. Anyway, my life aside, thank you guys for sticking with me this far seeing as it is a really long fanfic lol.
Wolf Princess girl: God I know, Katie Price is awful!
KurtandBlaineGleek: OMG! Jelous that you live in California, you're like near everything amazing. And not owning an umbrella? That's like dangerous over here XP
rinasimone: If that's how you're going to act when coming to London, then warn me before you go out... actually I have to warn people before I go out XD (kidding)
fightsilence: Nope, I'm female. Haven't come across very many guys on here actually which is probably why I can get away with it XD
offtolimabean; I know! I was devestated when they cut that scene. I lived for that scene! I was like, did I miss it? Waaaa :'( And sure, tell me what you want me to read and I will :) after my politics exam.
Phorce: Aww, thanks, I always think people are lying when they tell me I'm a good writer
B2isbetterthanB1: Yeah, my house treats tomato sauce like water... it goes on everything.
R5Fanatic: Eats plate of cookies *nom nom nom*
BabyItsAwesomeOutside: As far as I know you can't get prawn cocktail crisps in America, I mean, I didn't find any. In fact I've only found them in UK so who knows *shrugs* yeah, I've never woken up tied to anything thank god, but my friend tried to chain me to a chair using glow sticks and wondered how I managed to break free. Yeah, don't drink.
It'sNotUnusual: I love Florida! Sweet's form Heaven sells a lot of American cerial and Marshmellow fluff and drinks and stuff but it's all really expensive :( And yeah, the sex jokes, you have no idea how many people I've threateend to kill. honestly *rolls eyes*
FelixTheCatTheFrog: Gotta love the innuendos ;)
PrettyLittleScars: I'd pay anything to see a diva off between Kurt and Katie.
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