Blaine's POV:
I smiled as I flipped the page. "Baby its cold outside!"
"Remember that Deary?" Kurt asked with a smile.
"Yes, that was when I fell in love with you," I confessed my cheeks filling with a light pink color.
"Was it really? I was already in love with you," Kurt confessed his cheeks filling with the same color.
I smiled and thought of that day.
FLASHBACK:
"Hey," I said as I slammed the radio down on the table. Causing Kurt to look up.
"You scared me!" He put his pencil down and flashed me a smile.
"Good, because I'm actually Marley's ghost, and I'm here to tell you to stop studying so hard!" I said in my best whisper voice as I say across from him at the table he was working at.
Giving me a skeptical look he said, "What's with the boom box?"
"I need you to sing with me," I smiled. He looked at me with a look that screamed 'Really?'. "Well rehearse with me, I gotta get singing baby its cold outside, in the Kings Island Christmas Spectacular," I smiled at bit.
"Aw, a personal favorite," He replied clasping his hands together. He smiled, and what a cute smile he had. "To bad they'd never let us sing it together," I shot him a confused look. "I mean as two, artists." It sounded like he was trying to cover up something.
"So you gonna help me out here?" I asked breaking the awkwardness.
"Anything to get me from reading about Charlemagne," Kurt sighed and closed his book.
"Very Good," I stood up and headed over to the boom box. I pressed play and the music started to play. I twirled over to Kurt sitting on the couch motioning for him to start singing. He crossed his legs and fixed his hair and started to sing.
(Kurt Singing, Blaine Singing, Both)
I really can't stay
But Baby its cold outside
I've got to go away
But Baby its cold outside
This evening has been
Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice
I'll your hands they're just like ice
I pretended to grab Kurt's hands and then Kurt got up and started walking away from me. Damn shoulda touched him while I could've.
My mother will start to hurry
Beautiful what's your hurry?
My father will be pacing the door
Listen to the fireplace roar
So I'd really better scurry
Beautiful please don't hurry
Well maybe just a half a drink more
Put some records on while I pour.
I bumped shoulders with him, and twirled over the front of his body. The contact immediately gave me a burning feeling.
The neighbors might think
Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink?
No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how
Your eyes are like starlight
To break the spell
I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
Kurt was sitting on the edge of one of the couches and I was on the other side, it's so weird. My shoulder was still tingling from where we had contact earlier.
I ought to say no, no, no, sir
Mind if I move in closer?
At least I'm gonna say that I tried
What's the sense in hurting my pride?
I was sitting right next to Kurt by now, and oh my god. Just being by him was giving a feeling that I knew I shouldn't have right now. I didn't have time to take care, I wouldn't be able to for at least another hour. Come on Blaine dead puppies. Dead puppies… Oh who can think of dead puppies when an exetremely attractive gay boy is sitting right next to giving you butterflies.
I really can't stay
Baby don't hold out
Ahhh, but it's cold outside
I played a bit of the piano part, and sat next to Kurt on the bench but he quickly got up and started walking.
I've got to go home
But, baby, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your coat
It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand
I thrill when you touch my hand
But don't you see
How can you do this thing to me?
I gave him a pout and walked closer to him. We were face to face, almost kissing. Kiss him Blaine, lean in and kiss him! No Blaine, he doesn't need this right now. Shh!
There's bound to be talk tomorrow
Think of my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied
If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay
Get over that hold out
Ohhh, baby it's cold outside
We finished the song sitting very closely on the couch, we both looked at each other and smiled. I let out an awkward laugh. He's so cute when he's blushing. He gave me a nod of acknowledgement and told me, "I think you're ready."
I smiled and started to get up. Needing to get out of there before I ripped of my clothes right then and there. Why was this song getting me all worked up? It's a Christmas song for Christ sakes! "Well, for the record," I stood up and smiled. "You are much better than that girls gonna be," I confessed giving him a reassuring nod as I left the room passing an older man on the way out.
I had the weirdest feeling in the pit of my chest, it was like I missed Kurt and wanted to go back with him. Why, I didn't think that I had feelings for him, well I did but not strong feelings. Why was he stuck in my mind still, I really need to figure this out.
END FLASHBACK;
"Ah, that was a good song, we sounded very well together on it too," I said smiling at Kurt who must've been having the same flashback as me.
"Yeah, and I must say you and I sound much better than the girl you sang with, she was much to flat all the time," Kurt laughed a bit and put his head on my shoulder. He cuddled close to me. "Well flip the page!"
"Breathless?" I smiled. Kurt sang me this song, it's the reason we're together.
A/N: I officially hate school. OFFICIALLY. My speech teacher decides to assign us this speech, and who has to go monday! ME. I hate speeches, everyone judges me when I'm up there I know it. It makes me feel horrible. My speech class is mean, i have like one friend in that class. but that's why i haven't been able to write, because i've been wokring on this speech. i need to do a good job. school lately has just been hell, and i haven't been able to sleep normally for the last 5 days. so i apologize if it's not very good. i'm just really tired. :/ but enjoy! reveiw! (:
-Rainin' Sunshine