Please see chapter one for all warnings etc…

Make My Heart Start Beating

03

Looking through him I don't bother smiling, "What drink do you want?"

"Now is that anyway to talk to a customer and loyal patron?" His smirk makes me want to slap him.

"What drink do you want Sebastian?" Is my only reply.

"Really Kurt you used to be so much more fun, you scratched back so magnificently," he actually flutters his eyelashes at me, "What did New York do to you? I thought you'd be so much more bitchy from going there and honing your skills."

Stiffening I wave to Dog and point to Sebastian, and then I walk off to gather up glasses and bottles left on tables and the sides of the dance floor. Dog serves the brats, all of them, and I tidy up.

Job done my bar is meerkat free and I carry on serving drinks. One of the regulars likes a particular type of cocktail and insists on a show since he learnt I can do it. I have to measure and mix while throwing the bottles and the metal drink mixer. I pour with a flourish and a bow.

It gets a scattering of applause, I wash the mixer out and catch sight of Sebastian staring at me, my stomach tightens when he tips his glass at me so I frown at him and ignore him.

He'll be gone soon.

"One beer and one lemonade please," a very familiar and much loved voice orders and I look up to see David Karofsky grinning at me, Kyle hanging over his shoulder.

"David, Kyle, you're early," I beam at them grabbing the beer for Kyle and a lemonade for David. "Welcome back," I hurry round the bar to hug them but David holds his hand up and then there's a small gold coloured envelope with a ribbon on it.

Taking it from him, and wondering what the romantic teddy bear's been up to this time, I flip it over to see my name in beautiful flowing calligraphy that can only be Kyle's handiwork.

Untying the ribbon I open up the edges to see wedding bells and the words "David Jefferson Karofsky and Kyle Romeo Allen cordially invite you to the Special Day of their Wedding…" I don't get any further as I break off in shock to stare at them then I start jumping up and down and screaming.

Flapping my hands I jump at them and hug them both, "Oh god, guys, guys when?" Going back to reading it I pick out the highlights, "New York next year, oh my god what am I going to wear? What colour theme are you going with? I can't clash with you, oh god, guys!"

They exchange a look and then Kyle hands ten bucks over to David, "Alright what was that about?" I demand.

"Dave said you'd flap, get overly emotional, worry about your clothes and be ridiculously happy for us," Kyle drawls dryly.

"Why wouldn't I be happy for you?" I frown carefully skirting the rest.

I don't often see that lost look in Kyle's eyes anymore, David's dad still talks to him, but Kyle's family have cut him off completely, he's dead to them. Jutting his jaw out Kyle keeps his gaze steady on mine, "When I finally plucked up the courage to ask Dave to marry me and after the amazing 'acceptance of the proposal' sex the only thing we both wanted to do was come and tell you, in person, with the one and only invite that currently exists. We wanted our family to know first."

"I have the first invite?" I clutch the invite and then blink, "Kyle! TMI! And… Oh," My hands flap on their own, "Family? Really? Oh god," I grab Kyle and David's laughing at me as I hug his fiancé to death.

They stay for another hour nursing their drinks, they know where the spare key is they'll crash in the guest room, they make me promise not to tell anyone, they want to be the ones to break it to everyone.

Waving to them as they walk out hand in hand I hold the card over my heart, I'm so pleased for them and I hug the invite as I bust a dance move to slip behind the bar beaming at everyone or anything in view, apart from Sebastian.

The same Sebastian who walks over drink in hand, "Who was that with Dave?"

"That's none of your business," I snipe.

"Kurt, please," he had the same face on when he proposed a truce after David's attempt, and I pause leaning forward and looking about, there's only the boy in hearing distance.

"That's Kyle, David's fiancé, they've just gotten engaged!" I squeal as quietly as I can.

Stunned the man sits there and a rare soft smile crosses his face, "David Karofsky's getting married!"

Luckily my arm is in the way and protects the invite as the high school boy's just spat his drink over us, ew. "That was Dave Karofsky? You know?" He mimes a rope by his neck and Sebastian frowns clearly getting angry.

Touching Sebastian's arm to divert him my fingers tingle as I smile at the teen, "Yes Brian that was David Karofsky. A boy who went off to college, aced his degree, found an amazing and hot boyfriend and is now ridiculously happy. A man who's wedding I'm invited to."

"Oh," the boy says, "He really made it…"

"He really made it," I state firmly, maybe seeing someone else getting to be happy will help him.

"Thank you Mr Hummel," the boy puts the empty bottle on the bar, "I should be getting home, I have sports tomorrow."

"You're welcome Brian, and drive safely, remember the numbers I gave you, if you need to talk…"

"I will thank you," and the boy's gone.

Happy for David but worried for Brian I rub the warm fabric under my fingers and then I'm startled when it moves and I'm holding a hand. Stupidly I look down to see a hand really is holding mine and then I follow it up to see Sebastian looking back at me.

Oh.

Jerking my hand out of his I mumble, "Sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry about Tiger," his voice drops a little.

"Hey Seb, we're off man, you coming, there's gotta be somewhere round here with chicks dude, you might like chasing dick but the rest of us need something else," one of his friends claps him on the shoulder and 'Seb' is not happy with the man. "Give this one up as a tough nut to crack, he's never gonna bend over for you, you need to get back on your game you've been too quiet and celibacy for a year can't be good for you."

"Whatever," Sebastian shrugs him off, "By all means lets find you somewhere you can flirt." He leans over the bar to me, "Just one question? Why are you behind the bar and acting like you belong there?"

"Because I work here Sebastian," I tell him, I have for years, the pay is abysmal but the people are nice.

"Hmm, see you later Kurt," he smirks and then I am officially free of him.

The night passes quickly, I help clear up, it doesn't take long, the owner's view of cleanliness is poles apart from mine. I refuse to use the men's toilet when I'm here and will only use the small ladies' toilet that's tucked away because I clean it on a regular basis.

Driving home I yawn and creep into the house. David and Kyle's car is parked outside the house, a few mugs are drying by the sink, and I lock up to go and fall onto my bed so excited and happy for them.

Tomorrow morning I'm going to pester them until they give up and let me hijack the wedding, it's going to be the most perfect day for them.

Smiling I cuddle into my covers glad to have something to look forward to in my life.

A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.