Title: Defying Gravity
Summary: Kurt is 15 years old, he's in the closet and has a hopeless crush on his very straight best friend Blaine Anderson. One night, when he, Blaine and Blaine's twin sister Rachel make a small video on YouTube, their lives change forever. Part one of The Glee Club 'verse, Klaine AU.
Warnings: Foul Language.
Authors Note: Here we go with chapter 4, now in this chapter it gets a little angsty. If you can even consider it angst. Now, in this story Carole has two children, Dustin (who in the show was Dustin the coach of Vocal Adrenaline) who she had when she was sixteen with her ex boyfriend Jesse, this was before she met Finn's Dad. Does that make sense? No, okay. He disappears after this installment and then comes back in Against All Odds, the fourth and last in the series. I hope you enjoy this chapter :).
Chapter 4
Blaine opened his eyes, he felt taller, and older. He looked down and he was wearing a chic black tux. He looked up and saw he was in a chapel. He turned and saw Finn with tears in his eyes. Where the hell was he?
"Blaine, thank-you so much for coming!" he turned and saw Kurt wearing a Tux with a blue boutonniere.
"What..." he asked.
"My wedding silly? Are you still drunk from last night?" Kurt laughed, Blaine froze. Kurt was getting married... And it wasn't to him. It must've been the aftermath because everyone was looking around the chapel.
"Uh... Maybe." he shrugged.
"Kurtsie!" a voice yelled behind them, Kurt giggled and turned.
Oh hell no, Blaine thought. Artie kissed Kurt right on the lips—
Blaine sat up abruptly in his bed with a cold sweat shimmering on his skin. Rachel sat on the side of his bed smiling softly.
"You woke up." she grinned, running her fingers through Blaine's sweaty curls.
"What are you doing in here?" he asked, finally slowing down his breathing.
"I had gotten up to get a drink of water, and I heard you mumbling. I didn't want to come in because I thought that you were... Having those dreams. But you started to scream, so I came in." she handed him a glass of milk.
"Thanks." he smiled weakly.
"What were you having a dream about...?" she asked crawling under his blankets.
"Stuff." he shrugged and laid back down.
"Come on Blainers." she paused, "One of the other reasons I didn't come in at first... You were saying Kurt's name..." she whispered, Blaine gasped quietly.
"I... Was?" he whispered back, Rachel nodded.
"It wasn't like; you were moaning his name or anything... Don't worry, I would've slapped you. It was like, you were crying out his name... Like he had died or something." she turned her head to his. "Why?"
"It's just... Don't tell Kurt I told you, but he has a crush on Artie." he started, Rachel pinky swore, "I had a dream Kurt married him." he mumbled. Rachel's eyes widened.
"No way!" her eyes popping out.
"Yes... I couldn't handle it." he replied.
"But, why would you be..." she stopped and looked at him with a very serious expression. "Do you like him?" Blaine bit his lip.
"I-I think so, I mean he's beautiful. I've never seen anyone with flawless skin like his, and when we have sleep overs I just... Can't stop from holding him." he admitted, Rachel frowned slightly.
"Are you sure this isn't just because he's like... The first gay boy you know?" Blaine shook his head.
"No. I know it's not because of that." he sighed, "I just... I know he's my bestfriend, and I shouldn't have these feelings for them. I guess they kind of started after we basically made out in the forest—" Rachel gasped.
"You what in the forest?" she almost screamed. Blaine bit his lip and breathed in slowly.
"When we ordered pizza the other night, and we went into the forest to explore. There was something in the bush, and it turned out to be a rabbit. All I did was kick it and I jumped back because I was scared. I tumbled onto Kurt, who tripped over a log behind him. We landed on top of each other... And well, his lips were just so beautiful and soft looking. I had to kiss them. So I did, and it wasn't like what the movies you watch said... There weren't fireworks or a choir singing in the background." his eyes had fluttered closed.
"Then what did it feel like?" she asked.
"Like the Atomic Bomb exploded." he described, "and it wasn't just a peck on the lips... It was full on kissing."
"What would that be?" she asked.
"L-Like, open m-mouths... And a lot of t-tongue." he squeezed his eyes shut waiting for Rachel's screams of disgust.
"Wow... Does this mean you're gay?" she asked, Blaine shrugged.
"I guess, I've never had a crush on a girl anyway." he opened his hazelnut-green eyes and Rachel was staring at him. She sat up.
"I personally think you and Kurt would make a cute couple." and she left. Leaving him lying there in his cold sweat. He knew the idea of Kurt marrying Artie was impossible, Artie was straight. He was scared of his attraction to his bestfriend. You aren't supposed to have feelings for them. He bit his lip.
He grabbed his laptop, good thing it was Friday. He got out of bed, and walked up the stairs. His father Leroy, who had to get up early for business, was sitting at the small table in their kitchen. Leroy didn't look up until Blaine opened the fridge.
"Blaine, it's almost 4am! What are you doing awake?" Leroy asked.
"I woke up." Blaine shrugged and got a cheese string. He sat at the table across from his Dad.
"Why did you wake up?" Leroy asked.
"Nightmare." Blaine shrugged again.
"About?"
"Stuff," he shrugged for the third time.
"Blaine... What's wrong?" Leroy reached across the table and took his sons hand.
"I just had a nightmare Dad, nothing else." Blaine started to get up, but Leroy pulled him back down.
"Blaine Everett Anderson, tell me why you're upset." Blaine didn't even notice he had tears in his eyes until now.
"N-Nothing." Blaine shook his head and tried to leave again.
"Blaine, tell me." Leroy sighed.
"It's just... I had a dream, that the person I like—"
"Kurt." Leroy finished for him.
"What? I don't like Kurt!" Blaine shook his head.
"Yes you do." Leroy cocked a brow.
"No I don't!" Blaine yelled, Leroy shushed him.
"I know you do Blaine, you're my son. I know when you are attracted to someone." Blaine didn't look his Dad right in the eye; he hadn't even come out yet. "Your Father and I have known for years that you're gay. We have amazing gaydars."
"Okay, I like Kurt." he admitted.
"I know." he laughed. "I want to ask though, why?"
"Well, he's gorgeous, flawless, has the softest skin, he is the most caring, compassionate person I've ever met." Blaine smiled. Leroy nodded.
"That's how I felt about your Father. Now, tell me about your nightmare." Leroy stood up, "Here I'll make you hot chocolate."
"Thanks," Blaine smiled, "and Kurt was getting married to a kid named Artie who just happens to be in The Glee Club... Kurt has been flirting with him in front of me, and I just can't figure out what this intense pain in my chest is when he looks at Artie that way."
"And you wish he was looking at you like that." Leroy said while pouring the water into the kettle.
"He did Dad, that's the problem. He did." Blaine huffed, "I ruined everything."
"How?" Leroy asked taking out the whip cream.
"We... Um, kissed." he blushed, "and I said we should wait until we're 16. So I guess that meant, 'Go date whoever you want and break my heart' I'm so dumb." Blaine shook his head, "I'm an idiot!"
"Hey! You're not dumb; Kurt will be 16 in February. That's not long from now." Leroy shrugged.
"Dad, that's in 10 months. He could find a really good boyfriend by then. Like Sebastian from the Lacrosse team or something." he sighed heavily.
"Here." Leroy handed him the hot chocolate.
"Thanks." he mumbled under his breathe. "I think I'm going to go back to bed now, thanks for the hot chocolate Dad." Blaine was about to step down on the staircase that led to the basement.
"If you fancy him that much, just tell him." Leroy said, and Blaine walked down the stairs. Rachel had fallen back to sleep in her own room, he stepped into his room.
He went into his closet after setting down his mug; his Fathers had bought him these clothes during Winter break in New York. Red capris pants, black polo, and a bowtie... He could always, try them out... Couldn't he?
In the morning though, he was exhausted from all these emotions.
'I need you to come over; I am having a fashion crisis! -Rach'
Kurt opened his eyes and stretched, he heard Finn complaining about something in the kitchen. He reached for his phone that had recently vibrated. He rolled his eyes.
"You're dumb," he groaned. He didn't want to help Rachel right now. He had the worst sleep ever.
'I'd rather not right now Rachel, didn't sleep -Kurt'
'Come on, I'll help you dress up to impress Artie -Rach'
'I'll be over in an hour -Kurt'
He sat up and yawned. His dreams were full Artie. But, every time they would almost kiss. Artie's face would turn into Blaine's.
He could not feel this way, yes they had made that deal about if they were single when they were 16. They would date each other. But, Artie was quite attractive.
He remembered back in his previous dream, 'You're so hot Kurt...' Artie whispered. 'R-Really?' Kurt replied blushing. 'Don't even try to lie about this Kurt; you know how hot you are.' Artie moved closer to take Kurt's lips in his.
Kurt pulled away to breath his name, 'Blaine...'
He blushed at the mere thought of kissing Artie, or Blaine.
He stepped out of his room; Carole was sitting at the table sewing one of Finn's uniforms for Football.
"Morning Mom." he grinned.
"Mornin' Kurt, you going to Rachel's?" she asked.
"Yeah, can you give me a ride?" he asked taking a granola bar.
"Actually Dustin's outside with Finn right now, about to drive him to Sam's house. Why don't you ask him for a ride?" she asked. Kurt had totally forgotten about Dustin.
5 years before Carole married Christopher Hudson; her boyfriend in Senior Year got her pregnant. She couldn't bear to give him up at the age of 18, so she kept him. She named him Dustin. Jesse had left her to raise Dustin alone, what a great boyfriend. When she had Finn after marrying Chris, she never told Finn that Dustin wasn't Christopher's...
Kurt nodded and left. Dustin had black hair too; he was slimmer and shorter then Finn.
"Hey Kurtie!" Dustin grinned.
"Hi Dustin." Kurt smiled, Finn was holding his football. "Can I get a ride to Rachel's?" he asked.
"Sure Kurtie, how are you by the way?" Dustin asked, ruffling Finn's hair.
"Fine." he shrugged.
"Cool." he replied. They got into his Jaguar and drove off. Finn was talking to Dustin about something really du-
"You guys are in that Glee thing right?" he asked.
"Yeah, why?" Finn asked.
"I'm in Vocal Adrenaline."
"Papa!" Rachel cried from the basement, Hiram looked up from his desk in the dining room.
"Yes Rachel?" he yelled back.
"Can we run to the market? I need some yogurt!" she replied.
"Why would you need yogurt? Isn't Kurt coming over soon?" Rachel ran up the stairs.
"Yes, and he wants yogurt. It's what he always wants when he's depressed. Can we go get some?" she asked, Hiram shrugged and grabbed his wallet.
"Is Blaine asleep still?"
"Yup, he was pretty choked last night—" she paused.
"Why?" he asked.
"Daddy didn't tell you? Weird, I guess he will later." and they left. Blaine was buried in his thick quilts and blankets. He opened his eyes as the sun shined through clear glass windows. He stretched and fell from his bed.
"Gah!" he cried out as the hard flooring smacked into his knee. He looked up from the floor, and saw his new clothes. He stood up and shed out of his pyjamas and got changed. He walked down the hall to knock on Rachel's door, and her door opened slowly. "Weird." he shrugged. He walked upstairs and found that no one was home. He went back to the basement and sat on the couch for a few minutes. He looked over at the CD's Rachel had lying around. He grabbed the closest one and saw a song. 'It's not unusual'.
Dustin and Finn dropped Kurt off; he muttered thanks then knocked on Rachel's door. No answer.
Strange. He tried the doorknob and found it was locked.
"Rachel?" he called out, but no answer. He bit his lip and walked around the house. As he jumped over the fence to go to their backdoor, there was a loud booming sound of music.
Kurt walked to the backdoors, and saw Blaine dancing around in... Very attractive clothing, singing his heart out.
(Blaine)- "It's not unusual to be loved by anyone
It's not unusual to have fun with anyone but when I see you hanging about with anyone
It's not unusual to see me cry, oh I wanna' die."
Kurt's heart started to pound Blaine was... So sexy singing. He looked like a creeper just standing there watching his bestfriend singing (very good) and dancing (oh... Very good). He hesitated to knock on the glass door, when he did, Blaine yelped.
"Jesus Kurt!" he walked over to the door and opened it, "What the hell?"
"Rachel wanted me to come over. She said she was having a 'Fashion Crisis'... So, you were singing..." he balanced himself on the balls of his feet.
"Ye... Yeah I was."
"You were... Good." he blushed.
"Really?" Blaine scuffed his socks across the floor.
"Yes! You should sing for The Glee Club!" Kurt smiled brightly.
"Oh, I couldn't." he shrugged. The phone started to ring, Blaine slid across the floor to answer it. "Anderson's residence—"
"Your sisters a slut."
Dial Tone.
Rachel left Hiram in the car while she walked across the parking lot to the Market. She saw out of the corner of her eye a bunch of kids wearing leather jackets and smoking. She shook her head and entered the store.
"Berry," she heard. She turned around and saw a buff boy with a Mohawk walking towards her.
"That was my mother's last name Noah. But... Yes?" she fixed her hair.
"I saw your stupid videos on YouTube." he smiled throwing a cigarette bud on the ground.
"That's gross Noah." she turned and walked farther into the Market into the Yogurt section. Noah continued to follow her.
"Y'know, there are some rumours going around." he shrugged.
"Like?" she asked.
"Saying that you lost your V card in the girl's locker room with St James." she shrieked and dropped the yogurt she had picked up.
"WHAT?"
"Yeah, pretty harsh." he turned to the cashiers who were now staring at the two.
"Who started this?" she demanded.
"How the hell should I know? I'm not the dude who made the Pythagorilla Theorem."
"It's the Pythagorean Theorem Noah. Who told you that I... Did that?" she looked around them and fiddled with her sweater.
"Man, I can't tell you that. I'd get shit kicked, I better go." and he left to see the 'Skanks'. She grabbed another Yogurt, paid them ran to her father's car.
"How was the- Rachel, what's wrong?" he asked putting the car in park again.
"N-Nothing, can we just go home?" she asked. Hiram nodded and drove his distraught daughter home. When they pulled up to the house, Rachel ran inside without looking back.
Kurt and Blaine were lying across from each other on Blaine's bed talking in quiet voices.
"Who would say tha—Rachel?" Kurt said looking up. Blaine sat up and automatically grabbed Kurt's hand.
"Rach, what's wrong?" he asked, his twin sister stood in his doorway with tear soaked cheeks.
"I'm a slut." she said and ran down the hall to her room. The boys both jumped after her. Kurt knocked on her door insistently.
"Rachel, open the door!" he shouted.
"NO!" she replied.
Blaine had gone upstairs to ask Hiram what happened. Kurt and Blaine had been talking about what had happened over the phone. Blaine had merely answered the phone, expecting a Tele-Marketer to nag him about changing their long distance plans.
'Your sisters a slut'
The person hung up right after, they had pressed *69 so they couldn't track the number. He told Kurt when they were in Blaine's room. Kurt had started to cry about it, he had gotten phone calls like that regarding his sexuality. He hugged Kurt tightly; he was worried about his sister. But he had the boy he loved in his arms.
Hold up, he loved Kurt?
As he talked to Hiram about the phone call, it was like a light bulb went off. He was in love with Kurt Elijah Hummel.
In love. Oh man...
"Blaine? Blaine!" Hiram shouted, Blaine blinked back and focussed on his Dad.
"Yeah, sorry."
"I lost you there, you okay?" his Father asked.
"Mhm." he nodded.
Kurt had no luck getting Rachel out of her room. He let Hiram take over; he called his house and told Carole he wouldn't be home.
"Do you want a pair of my pyjamas?" Blaine asked, Kurt nodded while sitting on Blaine's bed. "Here are my Quidditch pyjamas. They're too big for me." he admitted. Kurt grabbed them and walked to the bathroom. Blaine's bathroom was larger than Rachel's, it was across the basement. The shower was huge, and so was the mirror. Blaine had a tendency to not clean it. Kurt looked in the mirror and sighed. Today was supposed to be fun, hanging out with Rachel and talking about the guys they like. For him, Artie, for her... His own brother Finn.
He pulled on Blaine's pyjamas pants and blushed. He was in Blaine's pants. It sounded so... Wrong. He stepped out and saw Blaine sitting on one of the couches in near the large TV.
"I put in Bambi, if that's okay." he asked, Kurt chuckled and nodded. He slipped beside Blaine and the movie started. When they got to the point when Bambi's mother was shot, Kurt was already holding onto Blaine crying. "Kurt..." Blaine whispered.
"It..." he hiccupped; "It reminds me of my Mom..." he sobbed. Blaine held him rocking him back and forth.
"It's okay." he whispered.
"B-But you don't know what it's like... Your Mom is alive." Kurt pulled away wiping his nose on his blanket.
"Well, yeah. She's not really my Mom, we see her like once a year. Dad and Papa rather not talk to her, she's always swarmed with paparazzi." he laughed.
"Sometimes I forget your Mom is a Broadway star." he giggled.
"Ah yes, my Mother is the one and only Elphaba on Wicked. Shelby Berry."
"You're so lucky; you probably have her vocal chords." Kurt stopped talking when he saw the way Blaine was looking at him. "What? Do I have something on my face?" he raised his hand to his face. Blaine smiled softly and shook his head.
"No... You're perfect—" they both turned and saw Rachel standing before them. "Rachel... What happened?"
"Apparently," she sniffed, "I lost my virginity to Jesse St James, now I'm apparently having sex with every guy at school!" she bawled. Kurt and Blaine looked at each other.
Oh man.
Chapter 5 Preview:
"I know how you feel Rachel," Kurt started, "well the name calling." they all sat in The Van comforting Rachel.
"But Kurt..." she sighed, "What they're saying about me isn't true. You're actually gay."
He had no idea what snapped inside him, "Yeah and you're just a bitch." they all turned their heads. They left with Rachel, who was crying even harder. Blaine remained in The Van with him. As he left and closed the door he looked up.
"Stop being such a dick." and he shut it. He was alone... All alone.