TITLE: MILANO LOVE
RATING: T
AUTHOR: DANNI-LUVAGE
DISCLAIMER: Sadly I don't own Glee and if I did, there would be ALOT more Klaine
SUMMERY: Kurt Hummel, the hottest thing in fashion goes to Milan for fashion week and meets Blaine Anderson, a homeless beggar outside his hotel who falls in love with Kurt and makes it his life mission to try and get Kurt; but it isn't as easy as it seems...
Okay so here it is, the second chapter, I feel this is going to be a good story. Well all the re runs of Glee season 2 are on TV every day now so I have literally been glued to my TV in hope for some inspiration for the up and coming chapter(s). As I mentioned in my past chapters, if you have any ideas/queries about the story so far, please feel free to review and I would love to hear what you think, I mean it helps me as an armature writer to read what my audience likes/dislikes about my work.
So please enjoy :)
Kurt woke up the next morning to the sound of a heavy banging on his hotel door "Mr. Hummel, get up. We have a busy day ahead, check your schedule"
"Fuck you Josh" Kurt mumbled into his pillow before tossing back the duvet and padding over to the table where he had left the thick book of 'things to do'. He skimmed down the page.
"Ah" he sucked in "Photo shoot with Vogue Italy, cannot wait" he sighed before placing down the schedule and began to rummage through his never ending pile of clothes in his many suitcases "No,no,no,no,no" Kurt mumbled under his breath throwing items onto the floor as he rummaged his way through his 'casual/dressy' suitcase until he found what he was looking for "perfect" he breathed before throwing his outfit on, checking his hair was pulled back and sprayed into its usual doo, grabbing his old leather satchel and shoved the never ending schedule into his bag before charging down the stairs knocking into people as he went. He could not be late, Josh would soon kill him if he was.
As if by magic Josh was waiting for him in the hall with a hot steaming cup of coffee "Grande non fat mocha Sir?" Josh held out the take out cup to him
"Thank you Josh" Kurt pulled a tight smile "And sorry about yesterday,stress you see."
"No worries Mr. Hummel, all is forgiven and we will get your shirt shipped over from America by tomorrow so no worries in the wardrobe department either. And can I say Mr. Hummel, you do look rather something today don't you?" he peeked over his squared heavy glasses examining what Kurt had managed to pull off today. Kurt had light beige skinny chinos on with a brown and cream striped t-shirt tucked into his chinos completed with a black scarf, his cat eyed sunglasses and his new white plimsole.
"Why thank you Josh, now take me to the shoot"
The shoot was just as Kurt expected, very clean and polished "Over Here sir" The photographer waved his hands for Kurt to sit on top of a pile of old style suitcases "Okay now cross your legs and pull your braces...yes exactly...SMILE!" the camera flashed in Kurt's face as he then ran his hands through his hands to apparently create a 'sexy but organised look'. Although he wouldn't admit it, Kurt loved the attention of the camera and how his body seemed to work with the shoots he did.
He suddenly jumped up and cried "You got any clothes rails?"
"Err...yes Mr. Hummel, one second" the photographer scurried off to the prop room. Kurt knew this one shot was going to make every man gay or straight drool over him, and he would no longer be alone.
He grabbed the two rails that the photographer had produced and set them up beside him in a slight angle and unbuttoned his shirt so it hung loosely over his upper half showing off his defined muscles and most of all created an overall feel of sexy. He then removed his braces; UN tucked the shirt and pulled his trousers down to his hips letting them hang loosely before grabbing both of the rails and placing his right foot on the bottom of the rail. He gave his best sexy face and tilted his head slightly to the left
"Perfect "The photographer breathed setting the spotlight on his face slightly and dimming the lights around him "You have pure imagination sir"
"I know" Kurt grinned sheepishly agreeing with her statement
"That was one good shoot Josh" Kurt beamed from ear to ear in the back of his car
"I know Mr. Hummel, you will certainly err blow all of those lovely gay men away wont you"
"I sure will Josh, I mean maybe this is my time to shine and you never know what I may end up achieving from this shoot, and hopefully I will generate more interest for my line and gain a few more fans, who knows right?"
"Anything can happen if you put your mind to it Mr. Hummel"
"I could not agree more Josh, I could not agree more" Josh mutter from the driver's seat as he pulled up outside the hotel "Here we are Mr. Hummel"
"I can see that Josh" Kurt rolled his eyes at him "You don't need to tell me we are here every time we arrive somewhere, I mean I'm not two anymore"
"I'm sorry Mr. Hummel, it won't happen again" Josh smiled through the window as the opened the door
"Thank you, oh and by the way Josh don't stop doing that" Kurt winked at him before strutting off towards the steps of the hotel
"WAIT!" Josh almost screamed at Kurt
"Yes?" Kurt turned round with a puzzled look on his face
"There is that no good son of a bitch beggar boy who broke my I mean your shirt! Why is he still here" josh rushed over
"Leave him be" Kurt sighed "After all he is doing no harm"
"Yes Mr. Hummel" and at this the beggar boy snapped his head up suddenly and spoke loud and clear
"Kurt Hummel?"
"Yes, I am Kurt Hummel, now if you will excuse me..." Kurt turned to walk up the steps but he felt someone grab his leg
"No, per favore. Non andare! Il mio nome è Blaine, Blaine Anderson e io sono uno dei vostri più grandi fan, sono venuto qui per vederti Kurt. Ho dovuto autostop sui treni per venire a vederti, ti preghiamo prego non lasciarmi qui! Voglio solo parlare con voi!" (No, please. Don't go! My name is Blaine, Blaine Anderson and I am one of your biggest fans, I came here to see you Kurt. I had to hitch hike on the trains to come to see you, please please dont leave me here! I just want to talk with you!)
"Pardon, I don't speak Italian very well" Kurt crouched down to get a better look at the man sitting on the street
"I don't think that is a WI..."Josh started
"Oh fuck off Josh, go inside and sort out my appointments for tomorrow or something. Just make you useful" Kurt snapped before turning back to the man slouched up against the wall. Kurt audibly gasped at the beauty of this strange man, his deep hazel eyes seemed to be swirling with emotion and he had a very beautiful complexion, almost angel like for someone who lived rough "Please talk"
"Speak with Kurt Hummel, I came on Train to speak with Kurt Hummel, No money but I designs" He rambled on obviously trying to translate what he had said
"Ah, well hello my Name is Kurt Hummel" Kurt raised his hand out to shake the man's hand "And you are?"
"Blaine. Blaine Anderson"
"That name doesn't sound Italian?" Kurt chuckled
"Ah, No. " Blaine started into Kurt's eyes and the hazel rush seemed to once again over power Kurt's emotions clogging him up so he was unable to speak "i miei genitori sono in America" "(my parents are from America)
"America, where I come from" Kurt pointed at himself
"Si...America" Blaine registered what was Kurt was trying to say. He fumbled around in this pocket before pulling out some pictures that were scruffily drawn on what looked like to be napkins from a cafe
"questi sono i miei disegni, li ho portati a mostrarvi. Volevo il vostro opinnion su di loro" (these are my designs, I brought them to show you. I wanted your opinion on them)
Kurt didn't understand what the man was trying to say so he took them from Blaine and examined them trying to work out what they were. SO far he could make out a scarf and some trousers? Frustrated he pulled Blaine up off the ground
"Come with me" He grabbed his hand too pulling him up and began to walk up the steps with a very confused Blaine in toe.
"Dove stiamo andando?" (Where are we going?)
"To my suite" Kurt seemed to understand this question. Kurt received strange glances from the hotel staff as he pulled Blaine into the lifts and hit the top button "And you are going to design your clothes on some proper paper"
"disegnare vestiti?" (Draw clothes?)
"Yes, yes whatever you said " Kurt sighed frustrated wishing he had paid more attention to his Italian tutor instead of sketching out random articles of clothing in his text book "And we are going to clean you up, okay?"
Blaine seemed to be clueless and nodded his head in agreement at Kurt's statement before repeating his statement about showing Kurt some designs or whatever he was rambling on about
The lift pinged and Kurt stepped into his penthouse suite "Now the bathroom is in there" He gestured towards the open door " Now go shower and shave and come back in here" Kurt made hand gestures to show what he was on about before Blaine silently nodded in agreement and turned to go and shower.
Kurt sunk on his bed and put his hands in his head, what was he thinking? Bringing a random stranger off the street to draw out his designs for him? Wow, I really must be mad or extremely desperate for a bit of company but Blaine seemed different. And on the plus side he was Italian and extremely attractive. Point one to Hummel.
The shower cut off and Blaine popped his head out of the door "Kurt Hummel" he began but Kurt held up a finger
"Kurt, My name Is Kurt" he pointed to himself before waving his finger "Not Kurt Hummel"
"spiacente, Kurt" (Sorry Kurt)
Kurt laughed at Blaine's facial expression "Now go and shave" Kurt mimed by pulling his hands down his face in a manner that looked like he was ripping his hair out
"Go shave? Okay..." Blaine mumbled before shutting the door to the bathroom.
10 minutes late Blaine stepped out in a towel "Kurt?"
"Oh yes sorry" Kurt turned to face him and he could not speak, his jaw was on the floor at the sign of this mysterious Blaine Anderson. Kurt was falling fast and for a homeless person. Great "you need clothes right?"
"Si, vestiti" he laughed pulling at the towel that was wrapped tightly around his lean Body, Kurt noticed he was well built with big arms and had a slight deep tan that made Blaine, well hot.
"Here you go" Kurt smiled holding out his new collection t-shit and suit trousers not caring if they got damaged because boy Blaine would ROCK this outfit
"la vostra nuova collezione? eleganza?" (Your new collection? Elegance?)
Kurt understood and simply replied "Si" remembering what little Italian skills he had
Blaine's eyes lit up as he held the clothes in his hands like they were something more precious that his own life "I wear clothes?"
"Yes, you can wear them" Kurt smiled putting a hand on his shoulder before turning him round "Go and put them on. Hurry"
"Okay Kurt" Blaine saluted him and marched back off the bathroom where Kurt heard a squeal of delight. Kurt rolled his eyes, man this guy was cute and no way was he straight. Point two to Hummel, wait let's make it point 100, I deserve it Kurt thought smugly as he stared at the door waiting for his new and Blaine didn't know it yet, love interest to walk out of the bathroom door.