Again, major apologies for delays. This is the penultimate chapter guys! And full of fluff.

Liz xxx

Chapter 46 - Superdate

The next couple of weeks went by in a blur. I finished my series of interviews with the police and Blaine gave his account, as well as various Dahl students who apparently had been paid to carry out Gabriel's dastardly deeds. Surprisingly, my boyfriend didn't want to press any charges himself, but the Wilde student was still charged with the arson on Wordsworth. After analysis by a psychiatrist it was discovered that he had deep mental problems stemming from his rejection by his father, and was therefore sentenced to half year in an institution for his own safety. Upon visiting the Lima Bean it turned out there had been someone called Eli working there, but he had left months ago and had no recollection of anyone called Gabriel.

Exams started and the whole of Dalton fell silent, the library packed with boys burying their heads in books and scribbling mad crib notes on scraps of paper. Both Blaine and I were given permission to postpone our studies given what we had gone through, but we both declined, working together to pass all of them. Now the only thought on my mind was graduation.

The air outside was warm and summery – half of me wanted to be out in the grounds, but with Blaine curled around me on the bed I couldn't even process the thought of moving. Wordsworth was still being rebuilt, so he'd taken up a permanent residence in my room since Nathaniel had returned from hospital. As I listened to the sound of his heart beating next to mine I absentmindedly ran my fingers through the curls in his ungelled hair and smiled.

"You know I thought about failing you know." Suddenly my boyfriend spoke, breaking the happy silence that had fallen over us. I immediately sat up and frowned.

"What?" Blaine seemed upset that I had taken my hand away, but continued, looking up at me.

"I thought about failing one of my exams. So I could stay another year and be with you."

"WHAT?" Now I was angry. My boyfriend immediately sat up, noticing that he had upset me and tried to cup my face with his hands.

"Sssh." He said gently as I flailed.

"What? How can you say that? That's just…stupid. You didn't do that did you?" Suddenly worry crossed my face as I wondered if he'd been lying to me about passing.

"No. I figured you would be upset if I did. And I was right." Flopping back onto the bed Blaine sighed and all my anger instantly disappeared. Snuggling back up to him I ran my fingers down his chest and sighed.

"Sorry. But you should never say things like that. I'm not worth it." Now it was Blaine's turn to sigh.

"And you should never say things like that. You are more than worth it." Rolling over so our noses were almost touching he breathed lightly onto my face so I giggled, and pushed a stray strand of hair back into place.

"I don't know what I'm going to do." He said plainly. I went to ask what he was talking about but then realised I knew. I'd been trying to avoid the though crossing my mind for a while – that when we graduated we wouldn't only be parting for summer, but for Blaine to go to college. A college that was probably even further away than Westerville was to Lima. Suddenly without even realising a single tear rolled down my cheek. Blaine gasped, leaning forward to press a soft kiss to my chin and catch it before it fell onto the bed.

"Baby…" He whispered. The sound of his voice so low made me crumble and before I knew it I was crying properly.

"Blaine…" I mumbled, my voice eventually smothered as my boyfriend crushed his arms round me and held on tight. I took in a long heady breath of his scent and dug my fingers in – not really caring if it was hurting. I just never wanted to let him go.

"Baby I love you." Blaine said, rocking me back and forth gently. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." I mumbled back, unsure if he could actually hear. I felt myself being pulled back and fought against it, but eventually my fingers gave way and I was face to face with him again.

"I love you." Blaine repeated, staring deep into my eyes. "But we don't need to get upset. This isn't the end."

"How do you know it isn't?" I said, still half sobbing. "You're gonna be hundreds of miles away and I won't be able to see you and-" I was about to start crying again but was suddenly cut off my Blaine pressing his lips to mine passionately. Breathing in sharply I felt his tongue gently press against my teeth and, when I let him in, wind round mine in a way that made me sigh. Reaching up my hand to twine my fingers in his hair I pulled him in closer and his hands immediately reached for my leg, pulling it up around his waist and groaning. As I kissed him even deeper my boyfriend moved his hands up to my waist, slipping under my shirt so I groaned and bucked towards him. Unable to take it any longer I flipped over so I was on top of him, straddling his body with my legs. When we broke away we were both panting.

"I am never gonna stop wanting you." Blaine said, his voice so breathless and sexy that I could barely stand it. "Not even if we're on the other side of the world. This," he motioned to our now rather hot and sweaty bodies, pressed close together, "will always be all I need." I didn't answer him, just fell down and kissed him harder.

When I knocked on Nathaniel's door I was feeling rather pleased with myself. I heard some shuffling and then it opened to reveal the Wilde Head Boy smiling back at me.

"Hey Kurt." He'd decided to grow his hair long since being in hospital and I kinda liked it. The front flicked out and framed his face, which now always seemed a lot happier than it had been.

"Hi." I skipped into the room and perched myself on the stool by his dressing table. It wasn't unusual for me to do this – most of the time I spent away from Blaine or Scott was with him.

"What are you so cheery about?" As Nathaniel followed me, shooting me a quizzical grin I blushed. For a second my mind flashed back to Blaine and I on the bed, Blaine and I against the wall, Blaine and I in the shower… (With clothes on. But it had still been fun)

"Oh nothing, just life." I grinned, making a mental note to visit the dry cleaners some time this week. Nathaniel smirked, deciding to let me be, before sitting down on the edge of his bed.

"So, to what to I owe the pleasure of your presence? Or is that just life too?" I laughed, running my fingers through my hair.

"I wanted to ask you a favour."

"Ooh, favours. I like those." Nathaniel rubbed his hands together and I smiled before continuing.

"Well it's the end of term soon and Blaine's leaving…"

"Wait? Isn't that a bad thing?" I paused, not really wanting to think about that part.

"Well, yeah. But that's the point. I want to make our last few weeks together special. So…" I spun round dramatically to face him properly, leaning forward. "I have come up with a master plan."

"A master plan eh?"

"Yup. You know how Blaine never let me plan any of our dates?" Nathaniel nodded. It was a well-known fact that this bugged me to no end. Not that Blaine had done anything about it.

"Well…I want to plan the date of all dates. A date that combines together, into one, all our first three dates. A super date." I held out my hands for the big reveal, my smile broad. Nathaniel looked at me with wide eyes.

"Woah." He said simply. "That is one hell of a date."

"I know. A meal, a movie and… well some cuddling." I giggled, thinking about our third date, which hadn't really been a date at all and Nathaniel smiled.

"So how do I fit in with this master super date plan?"

"I need you for the meal part. More specifically, I need your kitchen contacts." Resting my chin on my hands I titled my head to the side and tried to look as angelic as possible. My friend laughed.

"Sure, that shouldn't be a problem. Do you just need a basic meal?"

"Yeah. I have everything else sorted. Other people are helping out. Well I assume they will – I haven't asked them yet."

"Cool. I am more than up for that." Suddenly feeling the urge to, I jumped up and walked over to give Nathaniel a hug. He seemed surprised, but accepted it.

"Thanks." I said cheerily, squeezing him tightly for a second before letting go and bounding out of the room.

"Where are we going?" The whiney tone of Blaine's voice made me laugh. I'd cornered him at the end of class and whisked him off to the library – a place that was now virtually deserted now that exams were over.

"We're just taking a walk" I said, looking over my shoulder and grinning. My boyfriend scowled but I tightened my grip on his hand and pulled him towards the archive room.

"Do you remember this place?" I said once we'd gone inside, switching on the light so I could dimly see his face as it flickered. Blaine nodded.

"Of course I do." His hand groped around for me in the gloom and I smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"This is where it all started. You and me." For a second I thought back to that evening – walking in, unsure of what was going to happen, seeing those photos and then Blaine – Blaine holding me close and telling me he wanted to be with me. I rested my head against his and he turned me round, fearing something was wrong.

"Baby?"

"Sorry." Collecting myself again I put my hands on his shoulders and let my eyes adjust to the light so I could look him in the eye. "Now I'm going to say some cliché thing like 'this was where it started and this is where it ends'. Because it's not. We know that." Again the vivid image of Blaine shoving me up against the shower room wall flashed into my mind and I bit my lip. "We definitely know that. But you are leaving, so I want to make the time we have left together here as special as possible."

"Why are we in here then?" Blaine seemed puzzled, looking at me quizzically before realisation spread over his face. "OH!" Reaching out his hands to pull my head closer to his I suddenly understood what he thought I meant.

"No no!" Waving my hands frantically I brought my boyfriend to a stop, with his mouth inches from mine and his free hand drifting towards my waistband. "No I didn't bring us in here to make out!" Blaine's face fell.

"Oh…" He pouted and I giggled, kissing him on the nose.

"Not that I wouldn't love that" I said teasingly, running my hand down his shoulder so he shivered. "But I have carefully orchestrated plans that can't be interrupted." Now he went back to looking quizzical. "In there." Shoving him towards a cupboard door I laughed and Blaine craned his head to look back at me, confused.

"What?" I didn't say anything, just opened the door and pointed to the outfit I had hanging up on a hanger, grabbing my own that was next to it.

"Get changed. See you in five."

As I hurriedly put my clothes on butterflies ran through my stomach. I was excited about the evening but also extremely nervous. Everything had to go right.

"You know I'm practically naked in here right now if you wanna come join me." Blaine said from inside the cupboard. I bit my lip and resisted the temptation to move my hand towards the doorknob.

"Um, I'm ok for now. Maybe later." I replied, making him laugh and fake tut. When my boyfriend eventually emerged a few minutes later he looked dashing beyond belief. I'd picked out a lovely suit for him to wear and I felt almost like we were going out to the theatre instead of staying within the confines of Dalton.

"Wow." I breathed, unable to fully hold in my emotions. Blaine smiled, swaggering over.

"You don't look too bad yourself." Running his fingers down the edge of my lapel I inhaled sharply and he pressed his lips against my temple. "This is your last chance to make this evening very interesting." I fought madly against my impulses, relenting just enough to kiss his momentarily, before pulling away so he growled and I smiled.

"Come on baby. Don't wanna be late."

As we walked back towards Wilde Blaine began to look intrigued. His hand gripped mine tightly and I squeezed it gently to show him everything was ok. When we reached the front entrance we were greeted by Nathaniel, who had also dressed up in a very nice looking suit.

"Welcome!" He said, opening the door for both of us. Blaine shot me a sideways glance. "Do you have a reservation?"

"Yes, we do. Hummel." I replied, loving this already. Nathaniel flicked through what was supposed to be a reservation book, but I knew was his biology notes and tapped at an imaginary name.

"Ah yes. A table for two. Right this way Mr Hummel."

When we were shown into the kitchen Blaine gasped. Nathaniel and friends had done a great job – all the titanium surfaces had been covered and the room actually looked like a restaurant. I'd helped too – adding candles and a few drapes that I'd scrounged from my old friend the costume cupboard. Looking at my boyfriend's shocked face I smiled and he squeezed my hand tightly. So far so good. Nathaniel showed us to our table and I sat down excitedly, unable to stop grinning. Blaine locked eyes with my instantly and I could tell he was overwhelmed. Before he could say anything though a menu was produced in front of him.

"Here you go sir." I laughed as he took it, looking at a scan of the menu from Sally's – the restaurant Blaine had taken me on our first date. "I would like to recommend the pan fried fish," Nathaniel said, giving me a knowing glance which I responded to enthusiastically, "I hear it's very good." Blaine laughed, smiling at me and I beamed back.

"Sure. I'll have that." He replied, handing the menu back.

"And I'll have the Carbonara." Man, just the memories were giving me goosebumps. After Nathaniel had collected up both our menus he nodded his head and exited the room. Immediately Blaine leant forward and grabbed hold of my hands.

"Kurt, I love you more than I ever thought was possible." I giggled, my cheeks flushing pink and for a second I thought he was going to lean over and kiss me. "Did you…come up with all of this?"

"Of course." I replied with a smile. "You wait and see what's still to come." Stroking my hand with his fingers Blaine shook his head in amazement, before we were interrupted by Artem appearing through the door. He was dressed like a waiter and Blaine immediately laughed.

"Heeeello." My friend said in his traditional style, whipping out a tiny notebook and pen. "I am here to take your drink order." I giggled, making him blush and Blaine shot me yet another 'I can't believe this' look.

"Does this restaurant serve alcohol to minors?" He asked with a smile. For a second Artem looked confused before I shook my head subtly and he nodded.

"I am afrayeed not." Blaine pretended to look upset and I gently kicked him under the table.

"We'll get two diet cokes please." Scribbling the words down on his notebook, Artem grinned and bounded off, leaving us alone again.

"Stop messing with the system!" I complained, slapping him lightly on his hand. Blaine grinned.

"I'm sorry. I thought I'd try my luck." He stared into my eyes and for a moment I was completely lost in them. I remembered him looking at me like that on our original date – how amazing it had made me feel. The fact that someone so unbelievably beautiful could have the slightest bit of interest in someone like me would always baffle me.

When the drinks arrived Artem presented the tray like a proper waited and I clapped, making him beam even more. As I sipped through my straw Blaine began to play footsie with me, rubbing his foot slowly up and down my leg and I blushed. Well, this certainly hadn't happened the first time.

Our food arrived with Stefan, also donned in waiter gear, and it smelt good. Really good. As the plate was set down in front of me I was practically salivating. Blaine grinned, picking up his knife and fork and I let him begin cutting before starting my act.

"Oh no." I pretended to look upset and my boyfriend's eyebrows furrowed.

"What?" He held out his hand to brush mine and I almost broke my cover to smile at his genuine concern.

"It's…spaghetti." I looked up through my eyelashes, unable to hide the small smirk that crept across my face and suddenly he realised.

"Oh." I could tell he was slightly annoyed at me for worrying him, but he grinned and I knew he'd got the joke. "It's just pasta."

"Pasta that's impossible to eat alluringly."

"You want to eat alluringly?" As we went through the lines we'd said on our first date like a script I giggled and Blaine grinned back at me. I waited for him to bring his hand over and sure enough it crept round, stroking at my fingers.

"Well what you want to do…" He slowly twisted the pasta round my fork, moving even slower than he had last time and making sure he touched as much of my skin as possible. I flushed scarlet.

"Thanks." Placing the forkful of pasta in my mouth I chewed and smiled.

"Oh wait, you've got a bit of..." Suddenly Blaine leant forward. I thought he was going to use his finger to wipe the bit of sauce that had dripped down onto my face, or at least whisper in my ear, but I suddenly felt his tongue on my skin, licking a big long line that finished at the corner of my lips.

Well that certainly wasn't on the script. I tried to hold in my gasp, only letting out a tiny squeak, and he grinned, returning to his own meal as if nothing had happened. The cheek of it. I finished the rest of my food in silence, glancing up at my boyfriend occasionally to see him chewing neatly and smiling at me. I was kind of worried that he might try something like that again, and that I would like it so much the rest of my plans would be abandoned.

When our plates were clear Stefan returned and we handed them to him gratefully.

"Did you enjoy your meals?" He asked, perfectly following the script I'd given him. Blaine leant forward on the table so once again I could smell tarragon on his breath.

"Yes, it was delicious." He said, looking me straight in the eye. I almost choked.

We didn't order dessert (I had plans for that later) so Nathaniel emerged with a bill, neatly written out in his old fashioned handwriting. Blaine went to take a look but I immediately hid it behind my back.

"No, my shout." I said with a smile, knowing full well nobody would be paying anything. I had already given my friends something for their help anyway. My boyfriend pretended to look annoyed, before smiling. I got out my card.

"Here you go" Nathaniel took the card from me and pretended to swipe it through a machine, waiting for the imaginary receipt to print before handing it lavishly to me.

"Thank you for your custom." He said happily. Both Blaine and I beamed back before getting up out of our seats and being lead out of the kitchen.

I was happy. Part one of my super date had been a complete success. As we walked down the corridor Blaine slipped his arm round my waist and pressed his lips against my ear.

"That was amazing." He whispered. I giggled at the feeling of his breath, before turning and looking at him coyly.

"Well it's not over yet - we still have two more dates." I watched my boyfriend's eyebrows raise and laughed, before pulling him towards the stairs.

As we walked down the upper hall I could tell Blaine was intrigued - his pace was quick and his eyes trained on the door to my room but I stopped him early. That part was for later. When we were face to face with the door to Nathaniel's study he looked at me, confused.

"What was our second date?" I asked, trying to help him out.

"The cinema..."

"Well welcome." I opened the door, beaming with excitement and Blaine gasped. Once again Nathaniel had worked wonders - his study had been transformed into a mini cinema, with the desk pushed back, drapes everywhere and a sofa brought from Prada knows where and placed in the centre of the room. I clapped my hands. This was even better than I remembered it.

"Greetings friends." Suddenly Scott appeared, dressed in the most adorable vendor outfit so I let out an involuntary squeal. Blaine squeezed my hand, before smiling at Scott.

"Hi." My best friend grinned, loving the reactions.

"What film will you be seeing today?"

"The Sound Of Music!" I exclaimed, too excited to really reign in my enhusiasm. Both boys laughed and Scott magically produced two tickets from his back pocket.

"Well whaddya know, these are our last two tickets." He handed them to us grinning. "Will you be paying by card?"

"Of course." I once again prodcued my card and Scott made an even bigger show of pretending to process it. Man, this was going better than I'd ever imagined.

"Right this way sirs."

We were shown to the sofa and I sat down happily, Blaine slotting in beside me. He immediately slung his arm around my shoulders and I snuggled into him.

"The show will start in three minutes." Scott said, before exiting. When we were alone Blaine turned to me. His hair was shining in the artificial light and I could see every neat curl.

"Have I ever told you that I love you?" He said. I giggled.

"Yes, I think you did earlier..." Our faces moved closer together as I went in to kiss him, before Scott suddenly reappeared.

"Popcorn?" He shoved the overflowing bucket in my face and I scowled. Way to ruin the moment dude.

"Yeah sure." Blaine thought it was hilarious however, taking the bucket as he laughed. "Is it complimentary?"

"Nope. Pay up buddy." I got my card back out my pocket and handed it to my best friend.

"You know what? Just keep it." Scott grinned, swiping the card out of my hand and slipping it in his pocket.

"Enjoy the film."

We turned out all the lights for the film, which was playing on a plazma TV screen that looked to have been borrowed from another Wilde student. Blaine pulled me in closer and I immediately felt tingles run up and down my spine. We were completely alone. In the dark. The movie started and I tried to concentrate on what was going on, but Blaine was more interested in me. His hands were running everywhere and it was more than distracting.

"Blaine!" I hissed eventually, making him chuckle just as the goodbye scene on the stairs was going on.

"You know what we never did when we saw this the first time?" He whispered in my ear. I turned to look at him fearing the response. "Make out." Before I even had time to reply his lips were on mine earnest and strong. The surprise made me speak and Blaine smiled, pulling me in even closer and wedging his hands in my hair. Oh Gaga, I could taste popcorn and was he? He was getting a kernel out my teeth with his tongue. Why was that so darn erotic?

"Blaine the other people in the cinema will look at us!" I tried to protest, even though stopping was the last thing on my mind. Blaine chuckled.

"Well screw those other people. They can watch."

For a while I couldn't break away from the kiss, entranced by the feeling of our tongues duelling, but then Blaine moved his hands into my hair, pressing me into the sofa and I realised what we were doing.

"Hey look, it's blonde Nathaniel." Turning back to the film I pointed the boy out and smiled. Blaine growled.

"Kuuuuurt..." He began kissing my neck but I pushed him away, still snuggling close to him but now returning my concentration to the film. It was the Sound of Music after all.

When the final credits rolled Blaine awoke from the gentle slumber he'd been in and began to play with my hair. I opened my eyes too and sighed. Did we really have to move onto the next part? I could lie here forever.

"What do we have next?" My boyfriend asked, his voice relaxed and happy. I shook my head, burying it into his chest and stroking his waist with my fingertips. Not yet...

"Baby?" I was about to look up and explain when Scott burst into the room again, making me jump out of my skin.

"Hey!" He exclaimed happily "Did you enjoy the film?"

"We certainly did." Blaine replied, ignoring my scowl and chuckling. "Come on sweetie pie, it's closing time." Nuding me gently I groaned, sitting back up and straightening my suit.

"Please come again soon!" Scott said cheesily, grinning. You had to hand it to him, he was good. As we walked past him I smiled, glad I had such an awesome best friend to do this for me. He grinned back, giving me a hug and whispering "have fun" in my ear. I laughed. He also paused to say something to Blaine as he passed, but I was too focused on the final part of my plan to pay any attention to what it was.

When the door closed behind us I turned to Blaine, the corridor empty and silent. He went to say something but instead I grabbed hold of his hands and began to walk slowly backwards. It took only a few steps to get to the door of my room, which I then opened. Nobody had worked their magic on this - it was just my room. Plain and simple.

"Now the last date..." I began, looking into Blaine's eyes and smiling. "Was kinda just us being us. So I thought we could do that." My boyfriend stared back at me looking at me with the most loving expression I had ever seen. Then he sighed.

"Thank God."

Suddenly his lips were on mine, my back was against the wall and my hands we held up above my head. Blaine attacked me ferociously, slipping his tongue in before I'd even granted him entrance and moaning. Jeez, he really was horny. And he ran his hands sensually down my arms I groaned back wrapping them around his waist and pulling him closer so our hips jarred together and we both cried out. All of a sudden we were moving again, Blaine picking me up and stumbling towards the bed, throwing me down and then launching himself on top of me, thrusting already. Holy mother of

"God!" I screamed out. This felt damn good.

"Do you know how much I wanted to do this all the way through both our dates?" Blaine said, his voice raw with lust. I couldn't reply, overcome with desire. Instead I grabbed hold of his tie and yanked his face towards mine again. Actually, that was a good idea. My hands moved to undo the tie. The suit looked hot on Blaine, but it would look even hotter on the floor. Once he knew what I was doing my boyfriend eagerly went to help, shrugging off his jacket and fumbling with his shirt buttons before then undoing mine. Pretty soon we were both shirtless, panting, hungry. I wanted Blaine more than I had ever wanted anything in my life.

"Hey wait." We'd gone back to kissing, our bodies rubbing together so the friction drove me crazy but suddenly Blaine stopped. I immediately whined, fumbling around for something to grab onto so I could have his mouth on mine again and I saw him falter, before moving his hands to pat around his trousers. Oh, so we were going there now.

"Good idea." I said, now even more turned on - but I was wrong. Blaine reached his trouser pocket, delved inside and pulled out a note.

"Scott gave this to me." He said, moving to a kneeling position, but with his legs still straddled over mine. "At the end of the film. He said I should open it when we were alone." My eyebrows furrowed. This hadn't been in the plan. Scott hadn't even mentioned anything about a note. Was this something he and Nathaniel had concocted?

"Hmm..." I sat up, intrigued. Blaine noted my confusion and proceeded to open the envelope, which was simply marked 'Blaine'. I craned my neck to see the writing but he held it out of my view, reading slowly and carefully. Then he stood up.

"Hey!" I whined. I didn't like not knowing what was going on, I liked him being away from me even less. Following my boyfriend across the room I saw him stop by my closet, before opening it. What on earth was he doing in my closet?

"Blaine what's going on?" I asked. I saw him look down, before crouching and picking up a box. Well I certainly hadn't seen that before.

"I think this is it." He said. There was a note on top of this too and I could see what it said.

'No need to thank me. Scott'

What was this? Blaine traced his fingers along the box, looking almost as intrigued as I was, before flipping it open in one swift motion. I gasped.

"Oh my God." That's it. I was murdering my best friend. And Mercedes for that matter.

"What's this?" My boyfriend asked. I groaned.

"It's mine." He turned to face me, his eyes widening.

"You...you used to be a...?"

"Yes." Blaine's voice was high pitched, squeaky. He was seriously turned on.

"Well...um...er...does it still fit?" He held the box out to me the bright red outfit staring back, neatly folded. I sighed. There was only one way to find out.