A/N: HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII III! Okay sorry. So here is teh 3rd Chapter of BEAUTIFUL! I realized the rating for this is M, so I think I should start practicing writing smut, even though it might not happen in a while. 2 of my stories are rated M. ;D Yet no smut. I need to write longer chapters! I had a horrible nightmare. In the nightmare Darren Criss died! IT WAS HORRIBLE! Also, does anyone know my age? You might be surprised. ;D Also, I grown to like 'The Big Bang Theory' not that anyone cares... And I am talking to myself, aren't I? Yep.
Blaine was nervous, so very nervous.
Today his dreams would come true.
He would go on a date with Kurt Hummel!
God, God, God.
Blaine was wearing his nicest jeans and a t-shirt.
A rose in is hand as he straightened his clothes.
His hair was how it always looked.
I'll be at your to pick you up in 5. X Blaine
Blaine wanted to just kiss Kurt so badly.
But he couldn't.
Not yet.
He went out of the room and said goodbye to his mom before he hopped in his car.
He tried to pull himself together.
The picnic basket was in his lap.
When he pulled into Kurt's driveway, he froze.
Kurt looked so fucking hot.
He was wearing a red, tight shirt with Black skinny jeans.
Kurt was looking down and didn't notice Blaine until he heard a door open.
He smiled warmly at him.
Blaine walks up to him and gives him the flower, "I got this for you..."
Kurt just smiled a bit before grabbing his hand, "Shall we go?"
He blushed a light red before grabbing his hand and leading him to his car.
When they both got in the car, Kurt noticed the picnic basket.
"Are we going on a picnic?" He asked, smiling sweetly.
Blaine blushed, "Y-yeah..."
Picnics. Kurt hadn't been on a picnic since his mom died.
When they got there Blaine set up the blanket and got out the basket.
They sat down on the blanket and started eating the sandwiches Blaine made.
"So why did you join glee club?" Blaine asked Kurt.
Kurt was a bit taken aback, "Well.. simple. I like to sing and I love music. "
He nodded, "So... do you like me?" Blaine asked a grin and a blush on his face.
Kurt's eyes widened and blushed a dark red, "I don't know..."
"Well I like you..." Blaine said simply, "A lot," he added.
"So, um... what is your favorite song?"
"At the moment... Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol."
"Artist/Actor/Performer?"
"Um... Patti LuPone."
"Book?"
"The Land of Stories: The Wishing Spell."
"Be honest, how many boyfriends have you had?" Blaine asked, shyly.
Kurt froze and turned to look him directly in the eye, "Never had one."
Blaine's eyes widened and he was gaping at him, "You're lying."
"No, this is the first date I've ever been on with a guy," He said simply.
"But you are so fucking hot." Blaine said in a rush, causing both him and Kurt to freeze.
He cleared his throat, "Um... thanks...?" Kurt said.
Second damn time this happened.
They talked about several different topics after that.
Blaine and Kurt moved the basket to the side after they were finished.
"I kinda, well, prepared a song for you," Blaine said, grabbing Kurt's hand with a blush on his cheeks.
"Well then, go ahead," Kurt smirked at him.
I'm not yours, and you're not mine
But we can sit and pass the time
No fighting wars, no ringing chimes
We're just feeling fine
Kurt stared directly at Blaine, because, come on, he was a great singer.
This is where we're supposed to be
Sitting by a broken tree
No tragedy, no poetry
Just staring at the sky
Blaine nudged Kurt to look up at the sky, he giggled a bit.
I could wait a thousand hours
Stay the same in sun and showers
Pick apart a hundred flowers
Just to be quiet
Tell me when you feel ready
I'm the one, there's not too many
Hold my hand to keep me steady
Just to be quiet
With you
Blaine stared directly at Kurt as well. He meant every word he said. He always has and always will.
I like it here beside you dear
you're even more than you appear
And in the clouds my head is clear
Every time you say hello
So here's my heart, and here's my mouth
Blaine pointed to his heart and then his mouth, grinning.
And I can't help if things come out
He shrugged at Kurt.
'Cause there are words I want to shout
But maybe I'll stay low
I could wait a thousand hours
Stay the same in sun and showers
Pick apart a hundred flowers
Just to be quiet
Tell me when you feel ready
I'm the one, there's not too many
Hold my hand to keep me steady
Just to be quiet
He held onto his hand tightly, never wanting to let go. He had wanted this for so long. He finally was getting it. He had been bullied constantly for being gay, do you know how much it hurts to be bullied for who you are?
I could wait a thousand hours
Stay the same in sun and showers
Pick apart a hundred flowers
Just to be quiet
Tell me when you feel ready
I'm the one, there's not too many
Hold my hand to keep me steady
Just to be quiet
With you
Blaine ended the song and looked deep in to Kurt's eyes which were a baby blue filled with some tears.
Blaine knew this would be perfect.
This the moment.
Blaine leaned in close to his face.
Kurt didn't do anything, he was completely froze.
Blaine slowly leaned in, his and Kurt's lips inches apart.
When he was about to kiss him, Kurt turned his head making him kiss his cheek.
Or not.
He was surprised at the movement when he didn't feel his soft lips.
He pulled away, murmuring a "Sorry,"
Blaine felt like someone just stabbed him in the heart.
"You didn't have to come here if you didn't want to." He said, tears forming in his eyes.
Kurt didn't know what to do, so he finally decided.
"I'm going to tell you a little secret, please don't tell anyone..." Kurt started narrowing his eyes at the ground.
He tilted his head in curiosity, and nodded.
"So... You know about Karofsky and all that stuff?"He asked him, quietly, Blaine nodded, "Well... he was doing his thing like he does all the time b-but this time is worst,"
"How is it worst?"
Kurt took a moment to answer before he replied.
"He, well, he kissed me..."
Blaine had never felt so angry in his whole life. He never hated someone so much. He kissed Kurt before he could, and Kurt didn't even like the kiss.
"I'm going to fucking kill him!"
"I'm sorry," Kurt said sincerely, "I guess it will always be a reflex when it comes to kissing. Dammit! I wasn't supposed to tell you that... it's just..."
Blaine silenced Kurt with a hug, holding him so tightly.
Kurt looked taken aback by the hug, and tears formed in his eyes, A boy who actually cared about him.
Blaine slowly pulled back but before he did he placed a kiss on his forehead.
"Did you tell anyone yet? Besides me?" Blaine asked.
He shook his head, "No... It happened on Monday... And he kinda, well, h-He..." Kurt tried to say something but the words wouldn't come out.
"He what?"
Kurt looked nervous as he looked away, trying to have someone save him, his eyes went back on Blaine's eyes, "He threaten to kill me if I tell," He said in a quiet, quick rush.
He saw the anger flash in Blaine's eyes as he got up and punched a tree.
"Ow, fuck," Blaine said, once his hand meet the tree, but soon Blaine didn't care, he just keep punching the tree like it was Karofsky, "Fuck him. Fuck him. FUCK HIM!"
Kurt ran up to him and tried to calm him down, "Shh. It's okay, please come down, honey," But Blaine didn't, he didn't calm down.
He finally pulled him away, and grabbed his hand, "It's okay, I'm okay, everything will be okay, sweetie,"
Blaine was panting but looked at Kurt with a small smile, and his hands were killing him, he knew, without a doubt, that he had splinters.
Kurt guided Blaine back to where they were, on the blanket, while he examined his hands.
"You got a lot of splinters." Kurt said, trying not to sound worried, "I have tweezers," he said, remembering he had a small bag full of stuff like that, in his pocket, "This might hurt, or it might not, I don't know,"
After he finished taking all the splinters out he grinned, "Done!"
He looked up at Blaine who was staring at him so intensely, smiling warmly, his beautiful hazel, shining, filled with tears.
"A-Are you okay...?" He asked him, sounding worried.
Blaine nodded, "I'm fine... it's just that... I have waited, for this moment forever, this is all I've wanted for the past, 5 years. I saw you in 7th grade, at middle school, and I couldn't stop thinking of you. I saw you and your perfect face, perfect body, perfect eyes, perfect everything. When you switched schools in 8th grade, I felt devastated, but I never forgot you. I couldn't, even if I wanted to. When you came back, I noticed that you barely show emotions to anyone whose not close to you. You came strong. You were always strong. And you got stronger. I always found those little habits that you have, like when you are nervous, you run your hands through you hair, and panic afterwards. The way that small, pink, blush appears on your cheeks when you laugh, How you tilt your head to the side when you're confused, When you feel awkward and lick your lips, Or when you don't know what to say, you bite your lip. You drive me crazy. You are perfect in every way and I know that this must be a dream."
Kurt had tears in his eyes, "It's not a dream, Blaine."
They gazed at each other.
Blaine moved slightly, leaning in.
He leaned in closer and closer, and watched as Kurt closed his eyes, slowly.
He pressed his lips against Kurt's, soft, lips.
Fireworks, Blaine felt fireworks, exploding, this was perfect. He never felt happier.
Kurt slowly and shyly, responded back. He felt them too, this was way better than Karofsky shoving his tongue down his throat.
Blaine pulled away, slowly, and opened his eyes, a light blush on his cheeks.
Kurt did the same, he gazed at him for a brief second, before he said, "Wow..."
"That was amazing," Blaine said, smiling at how amazing it was.
He slowly leaned in again and kissed him again, this time, more passionate.
Blaine licked Kurt's lower lip, asking for entrance, Kurt gasped and shyly opened his mouth.
Their tongues danced together, fighting for dominance, until Kurt let Blaine win.
Blaine explored his mouth, kissing him with as much passion as he could muster.
Blaine lost it, completely when he heard Kurt moan into the kiss, arms wrapping around his neck, pressing their lips hard against each others.
He leaned down so he was straddling him, and kissed him harder, while Kurt fisted his hair.
Damn, did Blaine, love the little, quiet moans Kurt was making.
Kurt suddenly realized where they were, and tried to pull him off, "Nnngggghh, no, mmh, Stop."
Everything he was doing stopped, "Why?" Blaine asked, panting slightly.
"Blaine we're two guys. Who just made out. At a park. In Lima, Ohio. In public." Kurt stated, slightly raising an eyebrow at him.
It took a while for Blaine to understand what he meant but once he did he blushed, and looked around quickly, "Oh..." he said quietly.
"Yeah, 'Oh'." He mocked him with a smirk.
Blaine cleared his throat, "So are we boyfriends...?"
Kurt just smiled fondly at him, "Of course."
He press a soft and gentle kiss on his cheek.
He moved to Blaine's ear and whispered, "I think I might like you, Blaine Anderson."
Kurt pulled away and Blaine brought him closer for a kiss.
"Fags." A voice said, not from someone in the park but from somebody walking past the part, his face scrunching up in disgust.
Kurt quickly pulled away, and Blaine looked saddened.
"You're incredible," He said to Kurt.
Kurt smiled at him and got up, reaching his hand out for Blaine to grab it, "Coming?"
Blaine grabbed the basket and took Kurt's hand in his, as they walked to Blaine's car.
Once they were in the car Kurt attacked Blaine's lips.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, okay it's not that I don't love this, because I do. But-" Kurt cut him off with another searing kiss, "Shush."
Kurt straddled his lap as much as he could, putting the arm rest up so he would be comfortable.
Blaine groaned as Kurt made his way into his mouth, tangling his fingers in his hair.
He pulled away, "Stop wearing so much hair gel. You made my hands sticky."
Before Blaine could even reply, Kurt was kissing him again, he sucked on his tongue roughly.
"Mmm..." Blaine moaned, his hands moving further down south Kurt's body.
Kurt jerked away, pushing Blaine's hand away, "Don't-Don't touch th-there." Kurt glared at him, blushing furiously.
"Shit-I-Fuck, I'm sorry." He said, reaching out to grab his hand.
It was yanked away before he could even touch it.
"P-Please don't be mad at me..." Blaine whispered, brokenly.
He heard Kurt sigh, "I-I'm- I'm not mad, just... Don't," he said, as he kissed his cheek softly.
"We should go now..."
"Yeah..."
It was silent the way about half way to Kurt's house when Kurt broke the silence.
"Will you sing a duet with me in glee club?"
"What?"
"Will you? Sing a duet with me? For glee club?" Kurt asked, slightly worried.
"Of course." Blaine said, in a 'duh!' voice.
"Yay! I want everyone to know who my adorable boyfriend is." He admitted, blushing a bit.
Blaine opened his mouth, and then closed it, before saying, "You think I'm c-cute?"
Kurt looked out the window, then to Blaine, "No, Adorable."
He grinned from ear to ear, "You are too."
When they got to Kurt's house Blaine and Kurt were at his front door.
"So..."
"Bye?"
"Bye... I don't wanna leave."
"Tonight was perfect, Blaine. Absolutely perfect. I don't want you to leave either." Kurt said, sincerely.
Blaine brought Kurt closer, when there lips were about to meet, the door opened.
"None of that."
And the person who opened the door pulled Kurt in.
Blaine didn't get a good look at who it was but he was guessing it was his dad.
Only he had a shot-gun.
He shivered to himself, and slowly walked to his car.
His phone vibrated and he grinned when he saw Kurt's name on the screen.
Sorry about that! My dad is kinda over-protective. Goodnight Blaine! I am tired, tonight was breath-taking though. X
Don't worry about it. Although, I miss you already :( Goodnight, sweet dreams, Baby! XXX Blaine
Kurt was in his bed, over thinking everything.
He wasn't supposed to show what he feels, it just get's you hurt.
He learned that from the year he had a crush on Finn, who ended up being his step-brother!
Also, from when he would tear up when he got slushied, everyone would laugh, and do it even more.
So he kept his emotions for people who were close to him.
But he wasn't even sure if he could trust Blaine, but yet, there he goes, show all of what he is feeling, without even thinking.
This would end bad.
Everything ended bad.
A/N: Om Nom Nom. So the song in this chapter is Quiet by LIGHTS. ALSO SEE TLOS! HAHAHAHA! I JUST HAD TO MAKE IT HIS FAVORITE BOOK! My brother got all 4 seasons of The Big Bang Theory on DVD! FOR FREE! And he said he had some point thingys left over so he was thinking of buying me the Glee season 1 DVD since it was on sale for $20, but noooooooooo, my mom wanted The Twilight Zone! WHAT THE HELL? SHE ONLY WATCHED IT ONCE, ON NEW YEARS, WHEN SHE WAS DRUNK! smh, :C
