Hello again everyone! I told you it wouldn't be long until I finished the second half of this chapter. I was busy seeing Glee Live again...so it took a little longer than I would have liked. Teehee but I'm so not apologizing...I mean really it's Glee related so you can't be mad ;)
A/N: Ok to clear up any confusion...I changed the time line on this fic from the beginning because I didn't want it to follow the same time line at all despite similarities. When we were first introduced to Blaine on the show he was supposed to be a year older than Kurt so I went with that. I ALSO changed it so that Kurt went to Dalton in his sophomore year instead of his junior year. That's why Blaine graduates in 2012 and Kurt in 2013. I wanted there to be more time between when Kurt and Blaine met when Blaine left for New York...I wanted to build more time and tension for the friendship. I figured that if they had only met in Blaine's last year the separation may not have been as hard on them.
Phew ok now that I have explained that I will say that at current Blaine is 19 and turning 20 this coming 'school year' and Kurt is subsequently turning 19 this year. Just a little perspective for you guys...so on with the story.
Chapter 15 – School, Songs, Suggestions and Surprises Part II
(KPOV)
"Oh yeah so..ok last summer was both great and crappy for me at the same time."
"Ok...", I shifted in my seat, placing my phone back in my pocket as I leaned in slightly waiting for Sam to continue.
"Well as you know near the end of junior year my dad lost his job and we lost everything." He took a large breath and shakily let it out. I placed my hand on his shoulder and gave it a slight squeeze because I could see this wasn't going to be easy for him and I wanted him to know that I was here to listen encouragingly. He seemed to sense it with a small smile and continued.
"Well we lived in that hotel for most of the summer...you were so great to come by and give me clothes Kurt and with you Finn and Quinn helping me I can never say thank you enough for that."
"You're welcome. But you don't have to thank me Sam...I couldn't stand by and not help, you were my friend." I tried to not put a bitter emphasis on the were in that sentence but I think he noticed.
"Well you could have but you have too good a character to not lend me some fabulous hand me downs." He smirked but I didn't take the bait...I really wanted to know where he was going with this. He hadn't told me anything I didn't already know.
"Ok then so I guess humour isn't going to work...well that summer you know that I had every intention on coming back to McKinley, I mean all of us had a blast hanging out all summer, and you of course figured out that I was dating Mercedes then too."
I raised my eyebrows in a state of mild amusement, "Of course I knew, before she told me actually. I am her best friend Sam."
"I know I know and I still think you must hate me for leaving when things were going so well for the two of us."
"It's not just that Sam, I mean I know you got along with Mercedes but that was your relationship not mine so I can't say whether or not it would have lasted but it would have been nice to know if you bailed on her or if this split was mutual. I kinda feel like you ran off on her as much as us. We missed you Sam. Hell even Santana complained saying that there were too many regulation sized mouths in the Glee club for her liking! That's the closest Satan has ever come to a compliment."
This got Sam laughing and I was never more glad to the slight change in tone.
"Thanks Kurt. I needed that. Well let me explain this quickly. My dad got a job in New Orleans, none of us really wanted to go because we had made such good friends here but it was a job and we were tired of living off charity and crammed into a small hotel room."
"Ok but we would have all understood this Sam, yes of course we would have missed you but it kinda felt like you waited till the last minute to tell us...if at all."
"I did wait Kurt, because I tried to stay as long as I could. I didn't want to leave Lima, or Mercedes or the New Directions...you guys had become my family and Lima my home. I wanted to hold on to that for a long as I could. I know it was selfish but I just didn't want it to end and have to start again in yet another new school...a new life. So I kept the information from you guys because I was secretly hoping I wouldn't have to move."
Sam's head dropped so that he was staring at his coffee in his lap.
"There's something you're not telling me Sam...this can't be the complete story."
He looked up and I saw genuine grief in his eyes as they were threatening to let lose a monsoon of tears, "Sam what happened?" I grabbed his hand and waited, it was all I could do.
"It was all for nothing Kurt. I gave it all up to move to New Orleans with my family for nothing. The job my dad had gotten was pretty decent and within a couple weeks we had been able to rent a small but comfortable apartment not too far from his work. I didn't go back to school but got 2 jobs, one waiting tables at a little bistro down the street and the other as a courier at night."
"Wow."
"I know right but it helped with the money situation and it gave me hope knowing that I could save some for myself to get the hell out of there at some point."
He sniffled between sentences and I could tell by the tenseness in his shoulder that this was where it got heavy.
"I didn't have a computer so I couldn't email you guys and my phone was basic so long distance calls were not happening so that's why I didn't call any of you guys to tell you what had happened to me. Besides things got interesting by Christmas time. My dad had been really busy at work, taking extra shifts and working long hours but he was advancing pretty quickly in the company so my mother never thought anything about it. My mom and I were so busy taking care of the young ones that we hardly noticed my dad's absence until Christmas morning when we got the shock of our lives."
Sam started crying now and I pulled him into a hug that left me breathless because I had a bad feeling about what he was going to say.
"Sam..."
"HE TOOK EVERYTHING KURT! HE FUCKING BAILED ON HIS OWN FAMILY!"
He wrapped his arms around me, reciprocating the hug and clung to me like I was the last person on the planet. Oh my god how could someone do this to someone so sweet, and his own father!
We stayed like that for what seemed like minutes or hours until his sobs evened out a little and he started speaking into the crook of my neck.
"Kurt we woke up to find my father gone, he had packed all his clothes and later we found out that he had emptied his savings account. He had left separation papers on the kitchen table for my mother with a note explaining that he wasn't happy in this relationship, and that he had found someone else who understood him better and that this needed to be done. And that he was sorry. HE'S FUCKING SORRY! He couldn't even tell us to our faces."
"Oh my god Sam, I'm so sorry...what did you guys do?" I pulled away from the hug but didn't let go of him completely and I think he appreciated the gesture because he gave my forearm a gentle squeeze, only moving his hand to wipe his face.
"Well after c-calming my mother down I had no ch-choice but to take care of my f-family. I don't think I ever broke down in front of her because I needed to be s-strong for her and my siblings. My mom had thankfully been keeping a close tab on the funds in the joint account and had been shifting some money into a private savings of her own. That plus the money from the 2 jobs I had, we decided after a lot of deliberation that we needed to get on with or lives." He sighed again and I could tell this was a much needed relief saying this out loud.
"We stayed until the end of January, so I could give proper notice to both my jobs that I would be leaving and so I could be eligible for a proper severance package however small, and let the kids have time to get used to the idea of changing schools again. My brother and sister were so confused as to what was going on and they couldn't understand where dad had gone but we kept them busy and occupied so they didn't have time to really register what was going on. We had decided to move to New York because well to be honest we figured that if there was anywhere in the country that would have more jobs it would be here so on the 20th of January we packed up the small truck and drove it up here to start again."
We had finally broken our embrace but I still held his hand out of concern. This was a lot to take in because an hour ago I was mad at him for leaving us all behind but now, I could see that this was a small problem in comparison to the strife that he had gone through.
"Kurt we gave up a life here because we had no choice but what my dad did was purely out of choice and I will never EVER forgive him for that. He made my mother an emotional wreck and I've never seen my brother and sister that sad so I'm sorry that I left when I did because if I knew what was going to happen I would have done everything in my power to stay here with my mom and siblings and let that fucking man who used to be my dad go on his own."
Sam was always such a happy person and it bothered me to no end to see him this bitter and upset no matter how warranted so I decided to try and lighten the discussion.
"Well you're here now. You seem to be doing ok for yourself... so that's something isn't it?"
He chuckled and ran his hand through his hair, "Huh yeah but it wasn't easy man. We moved here and it was the scariest freaking thing I have ever done Kurt. We found a furnished 3 bedroom apartment in Queens, not the nicest building but it worked. We're still there and things seem to be going ok. I got a job as a bar tender at Vierda Lounge in the Theatre district."
I raised my eyebrows knowingly and I couldn't stop the shocked expression that plastered my face.
"Yes I know it's a gay bar Kurt but I answered an add in the paper and the owner was really sweet, her name's Celia, and she thought I looked the part. I told her I wasn't gay but she just shrugged and said that it didn't matter as long as I was comfortable with everyone and looked hot in some skimpier clothing and with that she was willing to hire me. Ha I knew wearing those gold shorts in Rocky Horror would pay off for something!"
I laughed at the memory of him standing on stage somewhat embarrassed but I could never know why he felt like that... I mean the kid had less body fat that I did!
"So we got my Stevie and Stacie enrolled in a nearby school so they got settled fairly quickly and my mom cleans some of our neighbour's apartments during the day for some extra cash so we're doing better now."
I let go of his hand to re-grasp my coffee which was getting cold now but I needed to wet my mouth again. Today had been a whirlwind of information and I was just trying to catch up.
"Ok so let me get this straight. You moved down south kinda last minute so your family could have a better life right? But you didn't want to tell us because you wanted to enjoy what time you had left?"
"Yeah."
"Ok fair enough. So you're dad's a giant douche then?"
"Ha ha ha yup pretty much!"
"And now you're here taking care of your family and just wanting a normal life again."
"Yeah Kurt...that's pretty much sums it up."
"Sam I'm sorry I was ever mad at you for leaving or not telling us. I know it was hard for you to tell me these things but I'm so glad you did. I mean you know I've always had a flare for the dramatic but no one should have to go through this much drama in one lifetime never mind in the last year so I'm sorry that I couldn't be there for you...even as a listening ear."
"Thanks Kurt I appreciate it but it wasn't something I could control which was something I had to understand and it took me while to realize that." I nodded but said nothing more on that subject.
"So...here's one more question then for you..."
"Oh god I know that tone Kurt..."
"So Vierda huh?"
"Heh yeah, strange that I would have found my calling in New York at a gay bar I know."
"I always did have a feeling that you might fit in with my team, I guess my gay-dar wasn't totally off."
"Geez Kurt, come on I'm a bartender and considering my dyslexia I think I've done pretty well for myself...oooh but they do let me sing on occasion there when they have free stage time. You should come by sometime."
"I think that could be arranged Evans, but I gotta ask why are you taking Business Management?"
"Oh yeah that, well I saved enough to take a course here and there after I finished my GED online this summer. Celia has taken a shining to me and said that she would love to expand her business with someone who is open minded about business. She's been walking me through what its like to run the place and its all so interesting to me so I decided to follow through with that interest and learn a thing or two about managing a small business. Gotta start somewhere right?"
"Ya I guess...you sound so grown up Sam..so different from the shaggy lemon blonde I knew a year ago. It suits you."
"Thanks Kurt... I think. You seem different too, I mean your crazy sass is still there but there's something different."
"Life's been interesting Sam but that's a story for another day."
"So there's going to be another day Hummel?"
"Of course there is...you can't get rid of me now besides we still have so much to catch up on."
"True...oh that reminds me and yes I am going to pry...who were you were talking on the phone to..someone special?"
That comment snapped me out of it as I looked at my wrist watch which read 1:25p.m, "Shit!"
"What?"
"I still have time to make it...you got anything planned for the next little while Sam?"
"Um no I don't have to be at work till 8 tonight but I guess I can call mom and tell her to pick up my brother and sister from school today if I have plans."
"Great we have to hurry though, I'll explain everything on the way."
I grabbed his hand before I could process that maybe this was too personal still but the pressure I got back from his own hand made me understand that he didn't mind at all.
"Um ok...Kurt? Where are we going? And why are we running?"
"There's somewhere I have to be."
"Ok, but..."
"No but's Evans move!"
(BPOV)
After much deliberation outside of the theatre I finally swallowed my heart and went in. I was met by a gentleman in a tweed jacket and some very tattered looking jeans.
"Can I help you sir?" His face was tired and stern looking but not at all unkind thankfully.
"Um yes, Mr. Cunningham set up an audition for me at 2 o'clock?" He flipped through his pages on his clip board and asked, "Name?"
"Anderson, Blaine." He scanned through the obvious notes until he stopped and his features softened.
"Very well Mr. Anderson we're running a little late but it shouldn't be too long now. Do you have your sheet music?"
I handed him the manilla folder and he took it from me placing a post it note on top scribbling my name on it as he did.
"Ok Mr. Anderson if you wouldn't mind waiting in the second room there, you should be on momentarily. Well call you when the orchestra and panel are set up ok?"
"Ok thanks." As I was finishing this sentence he took off in the other direction and began yelling at someone trying to move a crate through the main lobby.
I approached the designated door and there was an audible hum coming from the inside. I opened it to be greeted with an unstable tension and a mixture of numerous people tuning their guitars and singing lightly to themselves. It seemed to be organized chaos as I looked on at the 15 or so performers scattered throughout the room.
"You can sit here if ya want?"
I took in the man who looked to be in his mid twenties sitting their strumming lightly on his own guitar.
"Um sure thanks." I sat down, taking my instrument off my shoulders as I did.
"Name's Garrett." He stretched his hand out in welcome and I took it firmly trying my best to not show my nerves, "Blaine."
"Ha I guess neither of us escaped with normal names eh?"
"Yeah I guess not."
"Hey kid relax alright. You're new to this whole zoo thing aren't ya?"
I tensed because I really didn't know how green I truly looked.
"Um yeah I am. This is actually my first big audition for anything on Broadway."
"Oh hey a newbie! Well let me bring you up to speed on how things work here ok?" I nodded and smiled as warmly as I could.
"Well over there you've got your general nervous nellies. They aren't tuning their instruments or singing lightly to themselves to check there voices, they're basically vibrating bottles of nerves that make recovering drug addicts look stable. And over there are the stuck up ones who love the sound of their own voice a little too much. The Holier than Thou Art club as it were. Now they're good mind you but they still haven't had a big role really so most of them just think they're bigger than they really are."
He laughed and it made me relax more. I really like this guy already; he was so calming.
"And scattered throughout our midst are the randoms like myself. We're just people who love music and performing and know that you just have to let the parts you're destined for come to you. You can't push fate kid...she pushes back ya know. If they like ya; they'll take ya; if not you try again and the parts that you were meant for will find you."
I sat there dumbfounded at this little rant before I spoke up.
"Wow Garrett you are either really wise or you've read waaaay too many fortune cookies and taken them to heart."
"Ha I like you kid...green but I like ya."
"Leightner, Garrett!" a small framed woman was calling from the door on the alternate side of the room.
"That's me kid!"
He got up and greeted the small woman, "Hello Charlene it's good to see you again."
"Hello Garrett, you know the drill. You have any visitors with you?"
"Um actually Blaine?"
"Yeah?"
"Mr. Anderson here is up next presumably and I would like for him to sit in on my audition if that's ok?"
Charlene just looked at him a little confused before nodding her head and gesturing in my direction. "Well come on then we don't have all day kid." I jumped up and grabbed my guitar before joining Garrett's side as we walked into the auditorium.
"Um thanks for the invite Garrett but I don't know why.."
"Relax kid I told you...just watch and see what the process is like. I'm trying to help you out...just let me stay for your audition too ok? Deal?"
"Deal."
"See ya in a bit Anderson. Wish me luck."
"Break a leg Garrett."
"There ya go. You're getting the lingo. Ha!"
He turned and walked up the stairs onto the stage as I took a seat at the back of the auditorium. As he approached the panel and assumed his position centre stage I could tell this guy was definitely no stranger to the stage; he looked so comfortable up there.
As the audition continued in the same relaxed manner. He was apparently auditioning for the same part as me which made me audibly cringe that I would be going up against someone who seemed so seasoned.
I felt like I was in over my head.
(KPOV)
"So you guys are together now then?"
I had brought Sam up to speed on Blaine's and my relationship since he left last year. He had gotten to McKinley the year after I got back from Dalton so he knew of Blaine and the heartache that I had gone through with him...especially from Mercedes' point of view so he looked a little skeptical when I said that we were together now.
"Yes we are. It just took us both a while to short out our feelings for each other and be brave enough to say something I guess. It's still new but...I love him Sam I really do."
He seemed shocked at this, is eyes widening a little bit as he grabbed my hand for what seemed like the hundredth time today. This new comfort level between us was a little weird I had to say.
"Kurt if he makes you happy I'm happy for ya but if he hurts you I have a duty as your former Glee club member and friend to kick his ass ok?"
I smiled fondly at him and squeezed his hand, "Thanks Sam I appreciate it but I gotta ask...what's with the comfortable feeling you seem to have with me. I mean you were always comfortable with me but I mean we were never really that close."
"I dunno Kurt," he shrugged but didn't release my hand, "I guess when shit hits the fan in life you re-evaluate what matters and you guys were like my family, so I guess this is just me wishing and wanting that comfort back. That is if you want that too."
"Of course...oh shit this is our stop come on Evans we gotta hurry!"
We ran out of the subway, me pulling him behind me, and got to the street level when I stopped to ask which way the Ambassador theatre was.
After thanking the gentleman for directions I started running again, this time letting go of Sam's hand so I could run more freely.
"Kurt wait! You're faster than yo look man wait!"
"Years of being chased by bullies I can run pretty fast in designer shoes, come on Sam we're late he's supposed to be starting now!"
We rushed in the door a little out of breath when we finally stopped to realize this, when we were approached by a man in a tweed jacket that looked atrocious with those old jeans.
"Excuse me, unless this is a marathon route you might be in the wrong place. Is there anything I can do for you gentlemen?"
Sam spoke up before I had the chance to say anything.
"Um yes we're here to see Blaine Anderson's audition. It was scheduled for 2 o'clock."
"Well that explains why you're running then because Mr. Anderson is already in the auditorium and will be up shortly if not already so I'm afraid you missed it."
My heart dropped instantly, I missed Blaine's big moment. I thought my world had just shrunk in size until Sam wrapped his arm around my shoulder protectively. "It's ok Kurt, we tried."
"I wanted to be there for him so badly, I feel awful Sam." I wrapped my arms around Sam needing to hold onto something or someone that could make me feel better. A few seconds later the guy in the tweed came back.
"Excuse me I hate to interrupt but what's your relation to Mr. Anderson?"
I lifted my head from Sam's shoulder and looked at the man, "I'm his boyfriend."
"Aww honey...well if you can keep really quiet I can sneak you into the auditorium to see him if you like?" My eyes widened and I ran at the man and hugged him. He was laughing at me as he pried me off his shoulders.
"Sorry."
"It's fine honey. Just you and your friend need to be quiet because this isn't normal protocol for visitors in auditions."
"Thank you thank you thank you...I'll be quiet now." I covered my mouth as he opened a side door that Sam and I crept through chancing a smiling glance back at him before he nudged us all the way in.
The theatre was gorgeous and Sam and I stood there for a second staring at the walls before I registered that I heard a very familiar voice resonating around me.
A human being's made of more than air
With all that bulk, you're bound to see him there
Unless that human bein' next to you
Is unimpressive, undistinguished
You know who...
There he was: Blaine. Standing centre stage singing a song that was all too familiar to me with as much passion as I had ever heard from him before. As he moved into the chorus I felt my breath catch in my throat as I watched him and I felt Sam's breath near my ear, "He's amazing Kurt."
"Yeah yeah he really is."
Mister Cellophane
'Cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there
Never even know ...I'm there.
I held my breath on the last note because if I didn't I thought I was going to cry. He performed beautifully and he pulled off the depressed sound that that song required. It took everything in my being to not clap ridiculously loud and wait to see what happened next.
I could hear the panel but not that well and they were asking him a question about another song to perform. We had made it in time for the second song too!
Sam seemed to note my excitement so he pulled me around the back of the auditorium to find somewhere to sit when I came across an odd sight. There was another gentleman sitting near the back watching Blaine too. He seemed to be smiling from where I stood and I didn't recognize him but I left it alone and took my seat near the back next to Sam. I was hoping that Blaine would look back here and know that I was here for him.
"So Mr. Anderson..." I could hear the panel much better from here, "you're singing Silly Love songs for your second song I see?"
Blaine seemed to think about that for a minute as he scanned the theatre quickly; that's when I saw that he saw me. I stupidly waved a little and the million dollar smile that crossed his face could've been seen from across the street. Even from afar our eyes locked and I could feel that he was glad I was there.
"Mr. Anderson is there something that's terribly amusing about that question?"
"Oh um no sir I was thinking of changing up the song actually. There won't be any need for the orchestra with this, I would like to sing something a-capella with just me playing the piano if I could?"
"Sure why not, go ahead Mr. Anderson. Any time today alright?"
"Thank you, um this is a song that's very close to my heart so bare with me."
"Proceed Mr Anderson."
(BPOV)
He came. He came. He came. I need to sing something for him, for us... I have the perfect idea.
"...I was thinking of changing the song actually. There won't be any need for the orchestra with this, I would like to sing something a-capella with just me playing the piano if I could?"
"Sure why not, go ahead Mr. Anderson. Any time today alright?"
"Thank you, um this is a song that's very close to my heart so bare with me."
"Proceed Mr Anderson."
I placed my hands over the keys and glanced over towards Kurt who was sitting there on the edge of his seat watching intently. This song is for you baby. I never got to sing it to you before but here it is.
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go? So why don't we go?
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know
I couldn't help the small sob that escaped my lips as the tears that I had been holding back finally escaped. I just sat there completely overcome with emotion that I couldn't release because the man I needed was across the theatre and running over to him was completely unprofessional.
"Mr. Anderson...well that was quite the performance. I was a little skeptical before but now I see why Ted here asked you to the audition."
I got up from the piano and went over to face the judging panel, wiping my eyes as I did. I knew if I looked at Kurt I would loose it again so I kept my eyes focused on the gentlemen sitting in front of me.
"Thank you sir for giving me the chance to audition."
"Thank you Mr. Anderson. If there is a role in any of our productions at current we will be in touch shortly."
"Excuse me sir, but I thought this was a production audition for Chicago?"
"That's correct. But we have two other productions we are casting for right now and you just auditioned for all of them simultaneously. I think we will be seeing each other again Mr. Anderson, probably very shortly."
I nearly jumped out of my skin. I had auditioned for 3 different shows at once? No wonder they didn't tell me that ahead of time or I might have fainted.
"Um ok thank you again. Good day."
I retreated off the stage only to be met half way up the aisle by Garrett.
"That was some performance kid. You bare your soul when you sing. You may be green but you're going places. Here's my card, if you wanna talk or grab a drink to talk over anything let me know. Ya did great."
I shook his hands warmly and said, "You sounded great too man but if you will excuse me?"
I looked over at Kurt standing there beside Sam, who's hand was on his shoulder.
"Oh I see...which one...the cute brunette or the muscular looking blonde?" I laughed as our hands separated, "Cute brunette."
"Ha ok boy. Go get'em I gotta leave anyway. Call me. We'll swap ideas sometime kid."
"Sure thing Garrett and thanks." I hadn't taken my eyes off Kurt the entire time and I barely saw Garrett leave but I still heard him laugh as he did.
Sam seemed to squeeze Kurt's shoulder and push him slightly forward so that he all but took off in my direction jumping into my arms with such force that I almost fell over and down the aisle. His arms were wrapped so tightly around my neck that it resembled a vice grip, and his face was flush against my ear, the warm breath tickling me slightly. I held onto him, grasping tightly around his small waist as I breathed him in.
"Kurt you came."
"Of course I did silly. I'm sorry I almost missed it." I pulled away to look at him.
"Don't be sorry. You're here. That's all that matters, besides..." I brushed some of his hair out of his face, "you being here's what inspired the song change and I'm so glad I did it."
"Was that song for me?"
"Yes. I wanted to sing it to you a long time ago but I never had the nerve so...that was for you."
"I love you."
"I love you too." Kurt leaned in and kiss me gently and it was at that moment that I truly believed that he might have forgiven me for what I had done to him; that he truly loved me back as much as I did him.
"Ahem!"
Sam had cleared his throat a little comically causing us to break apart very unwillingly.
'As much as I love the romantic display guys I think we should get out of here so they can continue with their auditions."
"Oops." Kurt whispered covering his mouth as he did. He was so cute sometimes.
"Let's go home Kurt."
"Yeah let's. Come on Sam"
Sam presented his hand to me graciously, "Nice to see you again Blaine." I took it warmly but with the tiniest hesitation but I did it for Kurt. Jealous or not I knew who Kurt was with when it came down to it. He was here wasn't he? "Likewise Sam." I could sense Kurt relax a little beside me.
"What no love for me? Where's my kiss?"
I laughed as we left the auditorium, "Don't push it Evans."
(KPOV)
The three of us laughed and joked for the rest of the afternoon as we made our way back home, well Blaine's house anyway. After yet another coffee, I swear I drank more now than I did in high school, Sam excused himself because he had to head to work in a few hours and he promised Celia that he would be there earlier to help set up for the show tonight.
We said our goodbyes, a handshake and half hug between him and Blaine and a longer hug between Sam and I.
As we embraced Sam whispered in my ear, "Thanks for everything today Kurt. It was nice to get that off my chest."
"No problem. Thanks for telling me. I gave you my number so now you have no reason to not be around."
He laughed loudly as we pulled away, "You got it Hummel. We'll do lunch or something soon, hey Anderson?"
Blaine perked up from the daze he was in, "You take care of this man here ok? He deserves it."
"I will Sam."
With that he took his leave and wandered off towards the subway yet again leaving Blaine and I to walk back hand in hand to the apartment.
We didn't say anything the entire way there but we were both smiling so I guess it was as comfortable for him as it was for me.
Once inside the apartment I took a quick glance around noticing that there wasn't anyone there; deducing that Jess was probably still at work.
When I turned around Blaine was right behind me. Before I had the chance to say anything he reached up and placed both of his hands on either side of my face and leaned in to place his lips on mine. The kiss was deep and breathy...maybe even a little desperate feeling. My hands manoeuvred themselves to his hips as I leaned into the kiss wantonly; gripping tightly to the fabric of his pants. Blaine only deepened the kiss slipping his tongue into my mouth which I welcomed gladly with a heavy sigh. As our tongues massaged one anothers I melted into him as time seemed to stand still. It never got any more heated but the kiss lingered and extended beyond normal perceived time. I got lost in his taste and scent. It was an overload of emotions for the man I loved and I knew I could stay happy right here. Before I knew it he broke away so that our lips were just barely touching.
"Now that was the kiss that I wanted to give you earlier at the theatre."
"Um y-yeah that...might have been t-too much."
"Thank you for coming baby. It meant a lot to me."
"Thank you for wanting me there."
"Always."
Ok so that's then end of that. Will he get a part...and in what show? Ha! Guess if he does...come on I dare ya! Ok never mind that; what did you think of Garrett and the explanation of Sam's disappearance? His dad's a douche huh? Anyway reviews make my heart go weeeeeeee, I hope to hear from you soon and will be posting another one of these on the weekend...maybe sooner we shall see what my work load looks like. Ttys bunnies :D Ta!
Oh and the gay bar is in reference to the bar Vlada in New York...its awesome but I changed the name and some of the similarities because I don't like infringement issues. Later!