Chapter Three- I Did Some Things But That's The Old Me
Blaine takes out his phone and starts texting Folshi.
So I forgot to ask you last night how did you get Kurt's number? –Blaine
I got it yesterday in the café, I wanna get to know him. –Fo
You're all over Kurt but refuse to be around Charlie…? –Blaine
I like Kurt better… –Fo
Blaine rubbed the bridge of his nose deciding to end the conversation.
I really don't feel like arguing with her about this today, he thought.
….
He stared at his phone.
hey Kurt. I know it's late but I was wondering if you wanted to get coffee tomorrow at one?
-Blaine
There the text was, he wasn't dreaming it. Kurt felt a smile grow across his face as he replied with:
I'd like that. Thank you (:
Kurt pulled open the door of the theater. As he walks onstage he greets the stage crew working on the sets. He walks into the costume room and sees his assistant, Meredith, at the sewing machine.
"Hey Mer, how's it going?" Kurt sets his bag down by the table.
"It could always be worse," she smiled keeping her head down.
"That's the attitude honey," he smiled back.
"Oh!" She lifts her head and turns towards him. "Someone was looking for you! His name is Samuel, the dude who plays Melchior."
A knock came upon the door. "Yeah I was."
Kurt turned and saw a tall, slightly muscular guy with brown hair and green eyes leaning in the doorframe.
"What can I do for you Samuel?"
"I won't be at rehearsal tonight and I remember you saying you were gonna fit the guys for "All That's Known.""
"I am, thanks for coming in early."
A smile came across Samuel's face, "That's just the kind of guy I am."
Meredith "Kurt I got to go to the store. You need anything?"
"No but thanks anyway Mer," he smiles.
She nods and leaves the room.
Kurt goes to the costume rack pulling a white shirt, black vest, and black capris.
"I think this might fit you," he says giving the clothes to Samuel.
Samuel starts taking off his shirt.
"Oh! Do you want me to leave?" Kurt quickly turns his away feeling his face grow red.
"No it's okay," Samuel said nonchalantly. "So word is that we're playing for the same team."
"Does this cast have anything better do to besides gossip?" Kurt slightly turns his head.
He chuckles, "It wasn't so much the cast as it was Rachel."
Kurt rolls his eyes, "I'm gonna kill her."
"I'm done changing," Samuel says as he buttons his vest.
Kurt walks over to him inspecting the costume.
"For the record, is it true?" Samuel watches Kurt.
"Yes, it's true."
Kurt grabs some pins off the table and starts pinning the pants.
Samuel smiles, "Well that's good to know."
"Why is that?"
"So when I ask you out, I don't make a fool of myself."
He finishes pinning and stands in front of Samuel with his arms crossed. "If I said no wouldn't you make a fool of yourself anyway?"
"Call me an optimist," Samuel stepped closer to Kurt. "I hoped you were going to say yes."
Kurt smiled and bit his lip. "Okay I'll go out with you." He picked up his phone looking at the time then back at Samuel. "I need to go! You get dressed and you better hang that costume up or I will hunt your ass down!"
Kurt grabs his bag and starts out the room.
"Can I get your number?" Samuel called after him.
"You can get it from Rachel!"
….
Blaine sat at a table in the back by the window.
He sighed, What am I thinking?
Kurt walked in and found Blaine almost immediately. He slid his messenger bag off his shoulder and sat down across from him.
"Okay," Kurt sighed. "Go ahead, yell at me, cuss at me, and call me every name under the sun. I deserve it."
Blaine slightly chuckled, "You know if this was four or five years ago I probably would have. Last night when you said you didn't know how to handle it; what did you mean?"
"I mean that, I didn't know how to deal with the fact that you were so far away. I was afraid that you weren't thinking of me as much as I was about you. I guess I put myself in the mindset that because I had doubts about the relationship, that you were too."
"How long did you feel like that?" Blaine tilts his head.
"Since I left, I think," Kurt admitted.
"I wish you would've talked to me about it. Maybe then instead…"
"Things would be different," Kurt finished his sentence.
"Kurt I want us to have a fresh start and be friends. I miss having you there for me."
"I'd like that too," Kurt smiled. "So we have a lot of catching up to do. Tell me about college."
"Well, I majored in Music, obviously, at the University of Rochester. I earned a Bachelor's of Arts last year. I've been working at Columbia Records as an assistant."
"How did you meet Folshina?"
"We met our freshmen year. We had a few classes together. She majored in Art History which offered the chance to study abroad. Since I minored in Italian studies we also went to Italy together and got closer. She's an amazing artist and photographer," Blaine smiled widely.
"You face is almost lighting up," Kurt noticed.
"She's my best friend. She is actually more like my little sister," Blaine sat back in his chair. "Anyway, what about you? You're working in a theater now?"
"Yes, I majored in Fashion Business Management. One of my professors loved my designs so much that she just automatically hires me for her shows."
"How many shows have you done?"
"Spring Awakening is my sixth musical."
"Have you been in any of those musicals?"
"No," Kurt shook his head. "No I don't really sing anymore."
"What?" Blaine's voice went up an octave.
"It's not that big of a deal."
"Yes it is Kurt! Keeping your voice locked up is just a crime against humanity!"
"Don't you think you're being a little dramatic?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.
"Charlie, my boyfriend, says that a lot. Do you have anyone in your life?"
"There's this guy named Samuel in the cast, I don't know. He seems like a cool guy."
A short moment of silence went by.
"I'm glad we did this," Kurt admitted.
"I am too. Are you going to come by the café tonight?"
"I'll pencil you in," he smirked.
….
Blaine sits with Kurt at the bar of the café. Folshi was onstage sitting behind the piano and started singing into the microphone.
Summer after high school when we first met
We make out in your Mustang to Radiohead
And on my 18th Birthday
We got matching tattoos
A set of arms wrap around Blaine's torso. He turns and sees blue eyes staring back at him.
"Charlie! I thought you weren't coming back until tomorrow."
"I found an earlier flight. My cousin's wedding was put off because it was raining, damn near flooding almost."
Charlie looks up and frowns. "You and Folshina are wasting your time here. Especially when she can be using this time to get a degree in something useful."
Used to steal your parents' liquor
And climb to the roof
Talk about our future
Like we had a clue
Never planned that one day
I'd be losing you
Kurt cleared his throat.
"Right! Kurt this is Charlie, and Charlie this is my… friend Kurt."
"It's nice to meet you. Blaine has told me so much about you," Kurt stuck his hand out.
Charlie looked at the extended hand and shook it after a moment.
He turns towards his boyfriend, "Blaine can we go talk outside for a moment?"
"Sure," Blaine nodded.
Charlie gives Kurt a look as they exit.
In another life
I would be your girl
We'd keep all our promises
Be us against the world