Hiya Peeps! ^_^ Sorry I haven't updated in a while! I'e had a shitload of homework to do, and then I was ill -_- But watching AVPM and Chris Colfer interviews has made it all better. ;)
Also, I keep getting writers block GOD DAMMIT -_-
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I don't own glee. If I did it would probably be the Klaine show.
Blaine sat in his last lesson, feet tapping away. He was nervous – there was no telling how Kurt would react. He hadn't said anything nasty during their texting session last night, but then it was difficult to judge people's emotions by text, Blaine thought.
"Mr Anderson?"
Blaine looked up from doodling on the desk. He then realised that he had no idea which lesson he was in, let alone what the teacher had just asked him.
"Yes, Miss?"
His teacher sighed.
"Mr Anderson, what have I told you about not paying attention in my lessons? I've had enough of it. I'm going to transfer you to an older class next lesson. Maybe they'll teach you some discipline."
He just shrugged.
"Do you understand?"
Silence.
"I expect you to answer me!" His teacher was fuming.
Blaine stood up.
"Yes, you bitch, I do fucking understand!" He yelled, looking his shocked teacher right in the eye. "And if you don't mind, I'd rather not look at your fucking ugly face any longer. Goodbye."
And with that he stormed out of the classroom, leaving his shocked classmates and teacher behind.
Soon, he reached his car. It was parked over two spaces; just the way he liked it. He swung the door open and got in, slamming the door with an amazing amount of force.
Once he was in there, he was able to calm down. No annoying people, no staring students – he could finally think in peace.
He sighed in frustration when the only thing he could think of was Kurt.
Kurt turned off his car engine, and basked in the glorious silence. He was scared shitless – what was Blaine planning? He knew he should have ignored the text, forgot about Blaine. He definitely shouldn't be here.
He reached into the pocket of his skinny jeans, and pulled out his cell phone. It was on silent. He turned it on, and saw he had a message from Blaine.
From: Letterman Jacket
were r u
Kurt's finger flew over his IPhone.
From: Kurt
Outside. I'll meet you in the Car Park.
It only took a few seconds for Blaine to reply in his usual tone.
From: Letterman Jacket
y
From: Kurt
Because.
Kurt sighed. He reluctantly got out of the car, slamming the door shut behind him. He was trying to channel all of his negative energy away, but it wasn't working. What was Blaine going to say to him? Or, more importantly, what was he going to say to Blaine? He was confused, more confused than he had felt in a long time.
"Hey!"
He looked up to find Blaine's beautiful hazel eyes gazing into his. He was smiling, and his eyebrows reflected the action. His arm's weren't crossed like usual; a sign he was welcoming Kurt, that he had no hostility towards him.
And so it was a surprise to both gentlemen when Kurt lifted up his pale yet manly hand,
and slapped Blaine around the face.
"Kurt can we talk about this?" Blaine sighed, leaning against the door to the blue cubicle in which Kurt had been hiding in for the last half hour.
There was no reply but sobs from inside the cubicle.
Kurt was curled up on the floor of the toilet, crying his eyes out. Usually, he'd be appalled at the thought of sitting on the floor of a public restroom, but right now he just didn't care.
Another half hour passed. Eventually, Kurt managed to stop his tears. He unlocked the door and was shocked to find Blaine leaning against the plastic.
"Hi." Blaine gave him a genuine smile that was full of warmth, comfort and affection.
"You're still here?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.
"Well…" Blaine hesitantly moved closer to Kurt, worried he'd invade Kurt's personal space, "I wasn't gonna leave you crying in a public restroom. Even if it's only the Lima Bean." He gently brushed a bit of fluff off of Kurt's striped sweated. Kurt flinched at the action, and then relaxed as he realised it was a loving action not a hurtful one.
"How….kind of you." Kurt didn't mean it to come out in a nasty way, but there was a hint of spite in his voice.
"Kurt." Blaine was firm yet affectionate as he placed a hand on the taller boy's shoulder. "I know what I did was wrong. I'm honestly sorry. What I did…. it was just pure evil. I like you Kurt, I think you're cute. Charming. Attractive." Kurt blushed as his words. "But I was confused. And I know you are as well. I was worried about what other people would say, what my family would say…. and I know that's not an excuse for what I did to you, but-"
Kurt cut him off with a kiss. It was gentle, yet extremely romantic. Soon, too soon Blaine thought, their lips parted.
"That…" Blaine murmured, "That was a really nice way of telling me to shut up."
Kurt giggled.
"As beautiful and heartfelt your speech was, Anderson, I'm not sure the setting helped though." he chucked, sending a bit of air against Blaine's lips.
"Shut up and kiss me." Blaine whispered, bringing their heads together, feeling fireworks as their lips reconnected.
I'll try to update soon! XoX
