I apologize for the delay! But I give you 11,015 words to make up for it! This is the longest chapter so far and it has something everybody had been asking me for ;)
Enjoy and please tell me what you think about this chapter. It's so long and I am doing something I haven't tried before, so I am worried you guys will be bored!
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Chapter 17
Inappropriateness, Denial and Robins
"Oh my God, she's here" said Blaine and rushed back into the choir room. Kurt stood there confused, looking around. He had plans to meet the ND girls to hand them their tickets for the invitational and he promised to drop and pick up Blaine at the mall. Jeff paused for a split of a second before he too rushed into the room, almost colliding against Nick in his hurry.
"That's my spot!" he hissed at Blaine who was hiding in the corner the furthest away from the door.
"I am not moving" said Blaine clutching at the pillar on the wall.
"I was scared of her first" said Jeff trying to pull him away.
"Well, I am scared of her now" hissed Blaine. They struggled for a few seconds, Blaine fighting to retain his position and Jeff trying to get it back.
"Hello Mockingbird, Tweety Bwird" Luna said comfortably perched on the sofa. Both Warblers made undignified sounds of surprise, turned around and stared at her wide eyed. Luna smiled at them and they shivered.
"Hey Luna" said Kurt next to her. "I like what you're wearing, where did you get it?"
"Hummingbird" she said distractedly. "I made it with scraps of fabric Crumple-Horned Snorkack left around the room, a messy bunch they are, but quite mannered."
"There you are" said Harry popping his head inside, but his hands and eyes were firmly on his Blackberry. "Come on Luna, I told you to stop terrorizing the souls of the innocent during weekdays. We have a lot to do and Hermione already made two people cry."
"Only two?" asked Luna, her eyes never leaving the two boys who had frozen on the spot. Harry's phone beeped.
"That'd be number three" said Harry and turned to Kurt, slipping his phone in his pocket. "I managed to negotiate 30 seconds."
"Wha…" Harry was kissing him before he managed to start his question.
"28 Nargles on a ladder, 29 Nargles on a ladder, 30 Nargles on a ladder" said Luna hopping down the couch and skipping towards him. "Time's up."
"See you later" said Harry with a wink to a dazzled Kurt.
"Uh?" asked Kurt smartly, clothes slightly rumpled and a hickey starting to form already on his neck.
"If I cannot terrorize the souls of the innocent, can I corrupt them, drag them to hell and then torture them instead?" Luna asked as she and Harry left the room.
"That I can allow" said Harry approvingly. "Have fun with your friends!" he called out to Kurt.
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"She's been bitchier than usual since she dropped out of Cheerios" warned Tina quietly.
"So, spill Porcelain, is it true you caught yourself one of those preppy school boys or are wannabe Aretha and man-hands full of more shit than usual?" asked Santana the moment Kurt sat down, while giving him a suspicious look. "Because I ain't driving to gay town if I can't criticize your tasteless choices."
Kurt rolled his eyes, as Rachel and Mercedes glared at her.
"Yes Santana, I have a boyfriend" he said patiently.
"Is he a cute dolphin?" asked Brittany with an excited expression.
"He's a hot one" said Kurt over his coffee.
"Preach" said Mercedes raising one hand, while Rachel nodded enthusiastically.
"Auntie Tana will be the judge of that" said Santana with a definitive air.
"I am not surprised Zizes didn't join us, but where's Quinn?" Kurt asked after a few more minutes of sarcastic comments, catching up and mindless conversations. Mercedes kicked him under the table, just as Rachel abruptly stood up.
"I am going to go get a new coffee, this one clearly has milk" she said and stormed away. Throwing her coffee in the trash and disappearing out of their sight.
"Oh" Kurt said with a wince. "I'll go after her."
"Please Kurt, let Ms. Berry pull her diva tantrum while we catch up properly" said Mercedes dismissively.
"Yes Kurt, I haven't seen you in ages and Mike will be here to pick me up soon" begged Tina and that swayed him enough to stick around for longer. After all, he knew how prone Rachel was to these types of displays. However when 10 minutes passed without signs of her, he excused himself.
Rachel was sitting outside on a bench, nursing a new cup.
"So" he said sitting next to her. "What did you get?"
"Water" she said tiredly. She looked at Kurt and smiled sadly. "You seem happy."
"That's because I am" he said honestly.
"I'm glad you're safe" she said in kind.
"But not that I am happy?" joked Kurt.
"No, I am currently resenting happy people" she said with a tiny quirk of her lips. "It's ok, I am certain that with time and space, Finn will be able to forgive my temporarily lapse in judgment."
"If you say so" Kurt said politely.
Rachel started to laugh suddenly. "This is so pathetic, last year we were both pinning after Finn and now, a year later, I am still in the same spot watching him from afar, while you on the other hand have moved on, left McKinley, got a boyfriend and…" she sighed. "Valentine's Day is coming… it'll be just another one I spend alone watching Funny Girl. I was hoping this year would be different."
"There's still two weeks before that" shrugged Kurt. "And it's a stupid holiday anyways."
"Not excited at all?" asked Rachel curiously. "If I remember correctly you told Harry big gestures were to be saved for special occasions, your first Valentine's Day with your first boyfriend seems like a big one."
"I haven't changed you know? V day is still a horrible day filled with broken hearts, tacky decorations and unnecessary calories" he said waving her off.
"Sure… you know, you say you haven't changed, but you have" she sipped her water. "This will sound awful, but all that happened to you has made you a better person, more mature and confident. Plus it will make a great, touching start in your E! True Hollywood Story…"
Kurt laughed, shaking his head. "Can't deny it, I do feel different, but you know? I owe a lot to Blaine and Harry. Blaine reached out when I needed it the most and Harry helped me rebuild my confidence. I catch myself trying to figure out how we started dating and… I don't know; things seem so surreal sometimes."
"They are good to you" said Rachel nodding to herself. "Especially Harry, he has been a big influence and I can tell you've been more… I don't know, relaxed" she said smiling at him with a teasing manner. "Don't think I can't see the hickey under that scarf."
"Oh shush you" said Kurt rolling his eyes.
"How is he?" she asked with a smirk.
"Rachel!" he hissed blushing.
"Come on, I poured my heart out for you and admitted you moved on to better things, while I suffer unrequired love. Throw me a bone here, I am drowning in self-pity."
"Nice try" said Kurt, she stared at him until he relented. "I won't say anything, except that he is an amazing kisser."
"Toe curling kisser?"
"Toe curling kisser" he confirmed.
"Damn, I need more water" she said.
"I am sorry to have upset you" shrugged Kurt. "I can't help my boyfriend is a good kisser and you a nosy person."
"For a cold shower" she clarified, flipping her hair dramatically. "The image of you two kissing passionately, him lifting you and slamming you against a wall, overcome by his desire for your body is quite arousing…" Kurt blushed furiously, mouth unattractively open at the calm way Rachel spoke and feeling distinctively uncomfortable by the way she was looking at him. "And you're both shirtless… no wait, you have your Dalton uniforms, you can pull him by the tie to…" he jumped startled back into his body and covered her mouth.
"Shut up you creepy inappropriate person!" he hissed. She laughed, pulling his hand away.
"Don't look so surprised, you are both very pleasing to the eye" she said standing up. "Now let's go inside, I want something warm to go with my eye candy."
"I don't even know you anymore" said Kurt staring at her bewildered. "I don't think I want to be near you again… oh Gaga, do I need a restraining order?"
Rachel laughed. "I'm sorry if I overstepped boundaries, I couldn't help myself from teasing you. Think of it as payback for the time you gave me that horrid perm."
"You bitch" said Kurt glaring.
"All joking aside, he's being good to you right?" Rachel asked in a rare show of her selfless side. "He's not pressuring you or anything?"
With a reluctant rush of affection, Kurt sighed. "He's the perfect gentleman, we move at my pace, but I still feel very much wanted and appreciated... nobody has wanted me like this before and it's one of the most wonderful things in the world. I am not ready yet, but it isn't difficult to imagine my first time with him when the time is right."
"That sounds perfect" she said annoyed. "I'm back to resenting you…" she hesitated for a second, before her blunt personality took over. "Do you think he's the one?"
"I don't know; things are still kind of new and we are still getting to know each other, there's so much I don't know about him and I want to enjoy the present and not rush things, but…" he paused, unable to stop the fond look that took over. "But I can't imagine a life without him and when I think about New York, he's part of the picture…" he finished.
"I think that makes him the one" she said firmly, clasping her hands delighted. "Oh, please let the three of us live together. I'd love to catch the two of you doing an impromptu performance in the living room or testing the eco of the bathroom in the shower…"
"Rachel!"
"What? He can't be that bad of a singer" she said and with a smirk his way skipped into Lima Bean, leaving a red faced Kurt behind.
He stayed outside for a second, eyes lost in the distance, trying to conjure the image of his future. New York, the lights of Broadway, coffee dates with Rachel to catch up if their budding friendship managed to survive, calling his dad everyday as he rode the subway, a stage with thousands of adoring fans as he performed, a standing ovation and him looking for a particular somebody… his eyes meeting Harry's, a rush of love and affection for the proud and loving look he would wear, then his heart started beating faster when he also imagined Blaine clapping enthusiastically next to him, and well, that hadn't been part of the plan, but he wouldn't mind having his best friend there too.
It was perfectly normal to want your friends to still be there in the future.
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"Ok Hermione, that's enough" said Harry annoyed. "You passed the line of what's acceptable and you can either calm the fuck down, agree to be done for the day and go have a cup of tea with me so you can tell me what got your knickers in a twist… or I can knock you out and drop you in the middle of nowhere."
She glared at him and he raised an eyebrow unimpressed.
"Fine" she snapped. "Let's go."
Luna raised her hand. "Can I…"
"No" Harry said immediately.
"I was only..."
"Not on weekdays!" called back Harry as he exited. Luna pouted.
After he and Hermione had found an empty table in Dalton's cafeteria and Harry had generously provided the tea, Hermione sighed.
"Sex is overrated right?" she asked and Harry raised an eyebrow.
"No" he replied gently blowing his tea.
"You are so helpful" she said sarcastically.
"Hermione, from somebody who knows what sex is like to somebody who doesn't, it really, really isn't" he repeated somewhat amused.
"You guys are all the same" she mumbled.
"You asked me if sex is overrated, the answer is no. Sex is amazing… at least sex with me is" she snorted at his cocky grin, he continued ignoring her. "Now, do I think you should rush into it? And once again, from somebody who has rushed into it, no you shouldn't" he carried on and Hermione gave him a thoughtful look. "I think everybody has different levels of comfort and being in a relationship is about finding the balance. Just look at me and Kurt, we have radically different levels of experience, but I will wait for him without pressuring him because he's more than worth it and he understands this… since I know Ron isn't the type to pressure you, what brought this on?"
"We've been together for almost a year" she said and sighed. "A year…"
"Wow, your glowing face tells me so much" Harry said sarcastically. "Do I have to drag every word out of you or can you elaborate?"
"What have I done in this past year?" asked Hermione. "I've been so caught up in my relationship and being in love that everything has taken a second place!"
"Hermione, believe me, you have accomplished more in one year than most teenagers" said Harry calmly. "Just remember the rabbits Hermione… and you've organized fundraisers, protests, rallies, you managed to stop the demolition of that really old house and your grades are insanely good. You're smart, passionate and in a good, loving, relationship, you don't need to drop one of those things to balance the rest, being happy is not a crime."
Hermione stared at him for a long time. "You don't think that I have lost myself do you?"
"You have change a little, but not by being with Ron. These things happen you know? And the only real difference I see is that when you're confronting people, you have back up now" Harry smiled at her reassuringly and she laughed.
"I'm sorry I've been so moody, I just don't know. I have so many goals and dreams and plans, a boy wasn't part of them and I don't know how he fits the picture" she said. "Ron could be happy in Ohio, but I can't and… I know we still have a way to go before graduation, but what's the point of staying together if we are going in different directions?"
"You should talk to him" said Harry. "I know Ron could be happy in Ohio, but only if you're part of the picture. He wants you in his life Hermione and I know you do too, so it's only a matter of figuring things out."
"I hope you're right" said Hermione staring at her cup.
"I still don't know how this is related to sex" Harry said jokingly.
"Oh shut up" she said rolling her eyes. "I needed a hook to pull you into this conversation" Harry snorted. "Oh fine, I was thinking we've been together for almost a year… and this is between you and me ok? I might be considering…" she blushed stammering.
"You foxy lady" said Harry with a wide grin.
"You're a horrible human being" retorted Hermione.
"And you're a slutty slut" carried on Harry gleefully. "Planning to seduce my innocent best friend, what a harpy you turned out to be… I've never been prouder, come to papa…" he said extending his arms for a hug.
"Oh drop dead why don't ya" she said glaring halfheartedly. They stared at each other and laughed.
"Brace yourself for a moment of seriousness. I'm happy things are so great with you and Ron" said Harry with an openness he only seemed to be able to conjure with his two best friends. "I kind of look up to you two, your relationship is solid, you support and love each other, without bending to the other person's will… and honestly? You have everything I want. I've always been envious of you two for having that. You can't deny you both had an amazing year, just think of how great the ones after will be" he said raising his cup as a toast.
"I hate how smooth you can be when you want" she said and raised her own cup. "And I am happy you and Kurt are working out" she said clicking their cups. Harry smiled softly. "I admit I am a little peeved that we can't have you all to ourselves anymore, but you look happy. It's a good look on you."
"Thanks" said Harry with an affectionate air.
"We need to spend more time together the four of us, get to know him" carried on Hermione eagerly.
"Sounds like a plan" agreed Harry. "If we survive this crazy plan first… I hope you are aware that if Kurt stops talking to me because of this thing, I am going to make your life miserable."
"Kurt's a reasonable person, I'm sure he will understand" she said waving off his concerns. "How are things between you two?"
"Great, I told him about Cedric and Cho… I know he must be frustrated with me, but I'm trying" said Harry honestly, she gripped his hand.
"As long as you keep trying, I'm sure he can wait for you" Hermione said squeezing his hand once.
Harry chuckled. "Why do I feel suddenly like our roles are changing and I am meant to be blushing virgin? You tramp…" he leered.
"This is why we never have bonding moments!" Hermione said exasperated, crossing her arms.
"Things are great Hermione, we had our first fight the other day and survived" said Harry solemnly.
"Oh?" she made a noise of interest. "What did you fight about?"
Harry considered himself accomplished when he managed to keep a straight face as he told the story.
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"Harry?" asked Kurt breaking the peaceful silence. They were both doing homework in their room. The atmosphere was comfortable and relaxed.
"Yes luv?" asked Harry raising his eyes from his very scary looking chemistry book.
"Can we cuddle?"
"Of course" agreed Harry throwing his book to the floor without any prompting. Kurt giggled as he settled between his arms, his cheek resting against Harry's chest and a content sigh leaving him. He looked up and met Harry's eyes.
"Hey…" he whispered.
"Hey" Harry said back gently and leaned forwards to kiss his forehead. They stayed like that for a while, until Kurt sighed.
"I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here" he said quietly. "I don't think I could be happy at Dalton without you."
"Why do you say that?" asked Harry gently rubbing his back.
"I know I used to complain that New Directions didn't appreciate my talent, but at least I could sing when we had assignments" said Kurt sadly. "The Warblers don't even give me that. Even if they were going to give the solo to somebody else, there are plenty of guys that have been waiting for their chance for longer."
Harry made a face and held him tighter. "They are a bunch of idiots."
"Blaine and Jeff are also in the Warblers" Kurt pointed out.
"Hence my point… I mean, they willingly decided to be my friends. That sounds like a terrible idea to me" said Harry seriously. "Besides, Blaine's an attention whore, we know that."
Kurt laughed. "I know… but let's not tell him and see if he can figure it out. If they are idiots for being your friends, I wonder what that says about me."
"That you're wonderful and brave" smirked Harry. "I have an idea" he said and rolled them out of the bed. Kurt yelped as they fell and Harry laughed, having made sure he reached the floor first. "Come on, we are going somewhere…"
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"Blackbird singing in the dead of night; take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise" sang Kurt with a beaming smile.
Harry smiled back at him as he played Sadie in the background, Tyler and Seth and a few other people from their band accompanied him too. Kurt's heart felt full of love, his boyfriend had done this. He had gone out of his way to give Kurt what he needed.
"Black bird singing in the dead of night, take these sunken eyes and learn to see, all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be free…" he sang looking straight at Harry with a tender look.
Both of them were so into each other they missed the lone figure at the entrance of the auditorium. Blaine stared at Kurt in disbelief, his eyes wide and his heart beating faster and faster. He swallowed. This wasn't happening. This wasn't happening. This wasn't happening. He didn't have a crush on his best friend. He couldn't… this wasn't happening.
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The Warblers performed first; a long standing tradition between the combined invitational/friendly competitions with the Crawford Country Day girls.
Harry watched from his seat at the very back of the room, staying away from the girls to not ruin the surprise. Personally, he wasn't that into a cappella groups. He liked having instruments in the background. It gave more life to a song. Then again he was biased, he had spent quite a lot of money on pretty guitars and his bass… however Kurt was up there performing and well… he was a dead man, he was so, so dead.
The boys were too stiff and really needed to loosen up. Everything seemed to be perfectly planned, for a second the image of Wes and Thad measuring the space between performers popped into his head. Their vocals were perfect of course and the audience was smitten by Blaine's stage presence. More importantly, Kurt looked happy and more relaxed after spending an afternoon singing.
There was an intermission of ten minutes while the girls went backstage to get ready. He felt a little nervous and hoped that everything would turn out alright. His phone rang and he cursed, if that had happened in the middle of a performance the girls, or his two Warblers, would have killed him.
"Hey, a quick call to get you to wish me good luck." said Hermione. "Thanks again for helping. We wouldn't have been able to do it without you."
"No need to mention it, good luck with your debut, I'll be the guy at the back with the irresistible sex appeal, however, do remember that for all intends and purposes I'm gay" he said cockily. "Also, you promised to protect me from Kurt and Blaine afterwards."
"Drat, there goes my plan to seduce you… I think I am going to vomit, but thanks anyways… gotta go" Hermione said while ending the conversation, not giving time for anything else to be said.
Harry turned his phone off. The students returned to their seats and Harry saw Kurt taking one next to Blaine, waving at his friends and looking around, probably for him, he ducked until the music started.
He smirked with the first notes. He watched proudly as the girls harmonized together. They suddenly parted ways, leaving Luna at the center.
"I like tight jeans, dark shaves. When I walk the ground shakes" sang Luna while walking confidently to the front. Despite the lyric, she was wearing a relatively nice dress, but nothing out of the ordinary.
"Boom!" chorused the other girls as they all started a complicated choreography.
"Like an 808 (boom!). You appreciate my lean body, nice shape. Wanna take me on a date (move!). You've got what it takes (move!) You better have some cake" Luna moved her hands into her hair and smiled at the audience coyly.
"I like, how I am catching your eyes, I like, how I don't even try" she pointed straight at the audience with a smirk and a wink. "I like you, I like you boy, I like you boy."
"You might mistake me for a heart breaker" Harry laughed with the audience when Luna purposely let her long note sound like who-art breaker. "'Cause there's blood on the floor, I'm hoping you will see there's something good in me, never seen before."
He prepared himself, putting the right attitude forwards. He could do this. He could do this. Oh God, Kurt was going to kill him… and Blaine was going to help.
"You might mistake me for a who-art breaker (she got another laugh from the public). 'Cause there's blood on the floor, I know you're shaking me, my heart is there for keeps, there's an open door..."
The music suddenly stopped and the lights went off. They let it go for five seconds and before people could start whispering, a completely different music started to play.
A single spotlight illuminated straight at Harry, who was leaning a chair on two of its legs while playing a random electric guitar, like hell he was getting any of his babies involved in the next trick. He was wearing a black button up shirt, with the sleeves rolled messily towards his elbows and the first few buttons opened, form fitting, ripped jeans and his biker boots.
He gave a booming laugh that attracted the attention of the few who hadn't turned around. He threw his guitar towards the waiting band member, who picked the song where he left it and stood up in a fluent motion.
"Dressed head to toe, black on black" he sang cockily while walking towards the stage. "Three bunnies in the back of my Cadillac" three girls stood up from the spot he had been sitting, hair and clothes messed up and looking disorientated.
Harry leaned towards a random guy in the audience. "With me it's gonna be a good story to tell" he picked his leather jacket from the floor, where somebody had put it at the last possible second and walked while putting it on. "I am on my way, to the highway of hell*. Be careful what you wish for when you dream."
He got his aviator sunglasses from his front pocket and put them on. He gave one head bang in sync with the music. "I make the good girls bad"
"And the bad girls worse" sang the girls behind him, batting their eyelashes suggestively.
"Nice guys are last 'cuz I'm always first" continued Harry as if he had not been interrupted. The girls passed him by, moving decisively and in complete sync.
"I'm a big show stealer for how it feels, to turn the girl next door into hell on heels" he made a point of tilting his head to the side as if checking them out.
"I'm red-white-blue tattooed and just don't care" Harry stood up on the empty seat reserved for the performance. "I'm your all American nightmare" the lights and music died again. Harry took the moment to swallow; faking an American accent was tricky as hell.
The girls on stage started dancing as if nothing had happened, their music reassuming "I know I can be a good, good girl!" sang Luna sweetly, playing with the hem of her dress "I know I can be a good, good girl!"
She nodded decisively, clapping her hands behind her back and appearing innocent "I know I can be a good girl!" the spot illuminated Harry, who was sitting on the arm rest of the chair, one leg on the chair itself and the other one tapping against the floor in rhythm with the music.
"But you've been bad before" sang Harry accusingly.
"Good girl!" she defended herself.
"But you've been bad before" sang the three girls that had accompanied Harry from their own seats in the audience.
"Good, good girl" countered Luna while shaking her head and jumping on the spot, hands on the air. "I know I can be a good, good girl"
All the girls stopped dancing and pointed at her. "But you've been bad before"
"Good girl!" the lights died, leaving only Luna and Harry's spotlights on. She stared at him and looked at her sides, as if making sure nobody was watching.
"I like how I'm catching your eyes. I like, how I don't even try" she giggled and pointed at Harry "I like you. I like you boy. I like you boy"
The music changed again to Harry's song. "If you wanna run away I can give you a ride.
I'm a one way ticket to your darker side" he took his sunglasses off and threw them at the first person he could recognize. "And come with me, baby let's lose some sleep. But don't mistake me for a dream."
"I make the good girls bad" he sang while pointing towards her.
The lights momentarily flashed to the three girls still in the audience "and the bad girls worse" they chorused.
"Nice guys are last 'cuz I'm always first" continued Harry while walking towards the stage "I'm a big show stealer for how it feels, to turn the girl next door into hell on heels. I'm red-white-blue tattooed and just don't care."
Before reaching the stage he stopped "I'm your all American nightmare" he was back into darkness.
"You might mistake me for a heart breaker. Cause there's blood on the floor, I'm hoping you will see there's something good in me, never seen before" Luna let the girls behind her sing.
"You might mistake her for a heart breaker. Cause there's blood on the floor" they moved around her and raised the choreography up a notch. "She knows she can be a good, good girl. She knows she can be a good, good girl. She knows she can be a good girl!"
"But I've been bad before" sang Luna from her new position on stage right.
"Good girl!"
"But I've been bad before"
Harry appeared from stage left. "They're tryin' to lock me up and throw away the key, but they are never gonna hold down a guy like me."
He approached Luna, moving past the dancing girls. "I'm an outcast, looking for a thrill, living for speed and I got anything you want, but nothing that you need"
"I am a good, good girl!"
The three girls that had been part of Harry's part surround her on all sides "But you've been bad before"
"He makes the good girls bad" sang the chorus, who in one moved flipped their jackets inside out, making it look like they were wearing leather instead of the plain one they started with.
"…and the bad girls worse" said Harry with a proud smirk to the audience.
Luna managed to pull off a change of wardrobe without anybody noticing. It was decisively less impressive when you knew that she has been wearing the clothes underneath. Her outfit matched her description perfectly this time. "I like tight jeans, dark shaves. When I walk the ground shakes!"
"Nice guys are last 'cuz he's always first" chorused all the girls.
"I'm a big show stealer for how it feels" he grabbed Luna's hand and spun her in front of him "to turn the girl next door into hell on heels" he dipped her until her hair was touching the floor "I'm red-white-blue tattooed and just don't care."
He returned her to an upright position and spun her away from him; she fell into the three girls awaiting arms.
"He's your all American nightmare!" they sang to Luna.
"He's your all American nightmare!" sang Luna this time.
"He's your all American nightmare!" completed the chorus.
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Blaine leaned towards Kurt's side the moment Harry started to sing.
"Did you know about this?"
Kurt shook his head, staring open mouthed as his boyfriend stood on a chair, belting out the song confidently. Blaine stared at his outfit and couldn't help but appreciate the bad boy look. He crossed his legs uncomfortable, blushing and incredibly grateful that the lights were off. This wasn't his week; he could barely talk with Kurt without flushing and stammering. The taller boy had assumed he was nervous about the performance, declared him adorable and poked fun at him to distract him.
He had heard Harry singing before, mostly when he was playing and that one time at the café, but he had never really appreciated the extent of his talent. Another part of his body was also putting extra attention to the British for a completely different reason. He wasn't blind. He knew he had a great body. He slept next to him, cuddled against aforementioned awesome body. Knowing that Harry was perfectly willing and capable to protect him was one of the main reasons he could sleep soundly at night.
Harry was well… hot.
He had never taken him into consideration as, well, as a guy he could notice in that way. First he had been the guy you didn't want to be friends with if you wanted to fit in. Then he was the suspicious guy dating his new friend, then the ok guy dating his good friend, the sweet almost perfect guy dating his amazing best friend, followed by the nice guy that was willing to help him out when he needed it and to a great friend who was there for him no matter what that he could count on.
Then in a bizarre turn of events, Harry became a sort of gay mentor for him. Somebody he could actually go to, somebody that had no problem in talking about stuff with him. Blaine had confessed to him he pretended to know what he was doing, but he was lost most of the time. He was so relieved that Kurt, and well himself, now had somebody that could give them solid advice based on personal experience. Harry had everything figured out. He wasn't pretending and Blaine, well Blaine kind of looked up to him.
He was taken aback when Harry quickly looked his way and threw his sunglasses at him. It was a simple gesture, but it went straight to his crotch. Because for one second his eyes had connected with the most intense pair of green he had ever seen, and he usually didn't condone inappropriate language, but… fuck.
Because apart from gay mentor, Harry had passed to become one of his best friends, who incidentally was also dating his crush, a revelation he was only coming to terms with, and had just now been demoted, promoted?, to jerking off material. Not that he would. Because that would be wrong, oh so very, very wrong.
Well, isn't life grand? He had a crush on his best friend and was attracted to his kind of mentor. He sank in his seat. This couldn't be happening. This wasn't happening. He needed a drink or some time to properly build his denial.
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Each group could perform three songs; their sort of mash up had counted as two of them. Harry gulped as they rearranged themselves on stage.
"I will kill you all, I can't believe you convinced me of going along with this" muttered Harry for all the girls to hear.
"Oh God, I can't do this" said Ginny shaking slightly "I can't! I dance! I don't sing"
"Ginny!" he hissed when the colored lights started moving in every direction "How many girls get to do this with their ex-boyfriend in front of a crown uh? Get it together woman!"
Ginny looked at Harry and grabbed his hand, squeezing it slightly. "Thank you" she said and let him go before it turned awkward.
All the girls started enthusiastically, big grins on their faces. "Shot through the heart and you're to blame" they pointed at Harry, who placed a hand on his chest in shock and stumbled backwards. The audience laughed at his over the top acting.
Ginny stepped from behind him pushing him slightly. "Darlin' you give love... a bad name" she walked circles around Harry.
They danced a fast paced tango while the guitar solo played. The girls paired among themselves and echoed their steps. It was impressive and intimidating to see. Just what Hermione in her crazy war of terrorization had been aiming for.
Harry put all his concentration in not messing up his part.
IIIII
Kurt and Blaine's eyes narrowed the moment Harry and Ginny paired up. It looked innocent enough, or as innocent as tango could be. Either way, as Harry easily lifted her and spun her, they couldn't help but feel hostile. Kurt fortunately had the right to be jealous and upset about his boyfriend keeping secrets from him, especially when they concerned dancing with his ex-girlfriend.
Blaine had no such excuse and had to compose himself. It was bad enough that he was crushing on Harry's boyfriend. He had no right to be upset on Kurt's behalf. Because that's what it was, he only had Kurt's best interest in mind.
IIIII
"An angel's smile is what you sell" Ginny sang and pushed him for real this time "You promise me heaven then put me through hell!"
She continued to push Harry around the stage. "Chains of love got a hold on me" she pushed him again and one of the girls tripped him, Harry gracefully falling. "When passion's a prison you can't break free" she sang while standing over him.
Harry stood up and placed his hands in front of him in surrender. "Whoa! You're a loaded gun" he sang, making the audience laugh again when he made a sign of crazy by rolling his index finger in circles next to his temple.
"Yeah?" asked Ginny while poking his chest.
"Yeah!" echoed the girls, who had now surrounded Harry in a wide semi-circle. Tapping their right foot, arms crossed, when he tried to pass in between them they all spun and linked arms. He backed up when they started doing high kicks in perfect sync.
"Whoa! There's nowhere to run" sang Ginny while spinning in circles "No one can save me!"
"The damage is done!" Hermione sang from her position in the circle.
Ginny grabbed one of the places on the edge and the girls continued at the top of their lungs, one arm in the air and jumping in sync. "Shot through the heart" they stepped towards the center, where Harry was "And you're to blame. You give love... a bad name"
Harry turned to Ginny angrily "I play my part"
"And you play your game" said Ginny, their faces where inches apart and the moved in circles. "You give love... a bad name!"
"You give love" defended Harry while moving menacingly towards the redhead, making her jump to the side to avoid him; he looked over his shoulder "a bad name."
"You paint your smile on your lips" accused Ginny.
Harry spun and marched back towards her "Blood red nails on your fingertips" he leaned forward slightly "A school boy's dream you act so shy"
"Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye!" half screamed / half sang Ginny angrily at his face.
"Whoa! You're a loaded gun" they sang together at their faces, before giving their backs to each other, arms crossed. The rest of the girls surrounded them, spinning and changing places, while still keeping a perfect semi-circle.
"Whoa! There's nowhere to run" Ginny grabbed her hair in frustration "No one can save us, the damage is done"
The girls one by one kneeled, creating a wave effect and standing up as quickly "Shot through the heart and you're to blame. You give love... a bad name"
Ginny pushed some of the girls out of the way "I play my part"
"And you play your game" corresponded Harry "You give love"
"Oh she gives love" echoed Hermione while stepping in between them.
"You give love" Ginny pushed him.
"Oh he gives love" repeated Hermione.
"A bad name" sang Ginny and Harry with a definitive air.
The lights were turned off again, but when they turned on they had a standing ovation.
IIIII
"They cheated!" said Wes as soon as the lights were on.
Hermione, with her super senses of team leader was moving there to fight the accusation. Harry reluctantly followed.
"Are the Warblers implying that the Robins have done anything against the official rule book?" she asked in a menacing tone. Wes was taken aback for a second, before regaining his senses.
"Well, unless Potter had been hiding a very big secret then I believe so" said Thad, defending his fellow council member.
"If your groundings to place the accusation are based solely on us having a Dalton student singing for the event, then you are wrong to place the accusation in the first place Sir!" she spat the last word viciously. "According to Chapter 8, paragraph 13 of the official Show Choir Rule Book, any events that are held outside of an official competition setting can be regulated by the hosting schools."
"Following that line of thought, there is an Interschool Rule Book for every event held among our sibling schools. It has been in circulation during the last 10 years and it was recently updated. In the section dedicated to School Choir, it clearly states that inviting a member of the opposite school is not only to be expected, but compensated. Chapter 12, paragraph 29 if you are interested."
She gave Wes and Thad a measuring look and huffed. "I am highly disappointed of the Warbles council, not reading the rules before a competition is so unprofessional. On top of that, accusing my team of cheating, I've never been more insulted in my life and I had been to the Middle East where a man tried to buy me off with camels" she turned to her friend. "Camels Harry!"
"Yes, you have told me all about it. You also told me your dad punched the man. Now common, let's go find the rest of the gang" Harry grabbed her gently by the shoulders and started to push her in the right direction.
"Harry, I know I criticized your narrow selection for after school activities before. I apologize; I now realize you made the right choice by sticking to Football and Fencing. Oliver is nothing if not thorough and I assume that as captain of the Fencing team you wouldn't let anything but excellence to be accepted. Unlike others" she said while glaring at the Warblers, who didn't seem to know how to react to Hermione.
"I can recite the rules by heart" Harry said while continuing to gently steer her away.
"I will quiz you."
"I don't doubt it."
"Wait, I am not done with them yet. I have yet to point out the flawed and archaic way they run their..."
"Hermione, be the bigger person and accept that some people are not ready for change" said Harry with an apologetic smile over his shoulder.
"You are right of course, if they cannot learn from their mistake, there's no point in... oh look, Headmaster Johnson! I'll be right back. Sir! Sir! Have your read my..."
Ron approached Harry with a smirk. "Nice deflecting"
"Thanks... I kind of feel sorry for her Headmaster. He must be counting the days to her graduation" he stared as Hermione passionately discussed something with the resigned man. "What's her project of the month?"
Luna and Ginny joined them, Fred, George, Angelina and Katie not far behind.
Ginny sighed. "Uniforms, she feels they repress our individuality and we should at least have casual Fridays in order to be able to have a complete adolescence experience."
"At least it's nothing related to animals" said Harry. The others nodded solemnly.
"I still have scratches from the time we had to volunteer at the animal center" complained Katie.
"You got scratches, I have nightmares" agreed Fred.
"I have two words for you" said Harry. "Blood donation" they all shivered and subconsciously rubbed a similar spot.
"Ron... I say this with all the love in the world. Go make sure Hermione is not set free in our school. I don't think I could handle if she starts trying to make Dalton a better place" pointed out George.
Ron paled and rushed towards Hermione, offering the Headmaster a small smile and gently starting the process of stopping her crusade. It was always a very tricky thing to do, as Hermione could redirect her enthusiasm to the person in question.
"Did the debate team get to her yet?" asked Fred with a frown "She could use the distraction."
Angelina smiled and patted his arm "She finds their arguments undeveloped, naive and outdated."
"Which arguments is she complaining about?" asked George confused.
"The ones the team has tried to use to get her to join" explained Harry; they all nodded as if that made complete sense.
"Don't you have the feeling that one of these days we are going to wake up..." started George.
"...and she will be ruling the world?" completed Luna to the surprise of everybody else "I am looking forward to that day. I'm sure she will fight the Nargles and surround herself with Jigglypuffs…"
"I'll be right back" Harry said spotting his boyfriend, who didn't look particularly happy.
"Isn't that a Pokémon?" whispered somebody.
"You are working with the enemy!" Kurt accused him, arms crossed as soon as he was in hearing range. Blaine was slightly behind him with a frown on his face.
"Technically, this is not an official competition and since I am not really in glee..."
"Why didn't you tell me?" asked Kurt sadly.
"Hermione asked me not to. And Kurt, we both know that if I had told you, you would have done something about it. You are too driven and loyal to let your team come to a competition with a clear disadvantage" Kurt tried to be mad, but Harry was right. He hated losing and between the two teams, the Robins had done a far more impressive job. Maybe this could be the wakeup call the Warblers needed to change things a bit.
"If you wanted to sing, why didn't you join the Warblers?" asked Blaine looking heartbreakingly sad next to Kurt and Harry felt his insides twisting. Damn, when Blaine's puppy eyes were sincere they hurt.
"I didn't want to sing, the girls just asked me to help for the competition. I would have said yes to you guys in a heartbeat" Harry pulled Kurt into a hug and giving a reassuring smile at Blaine. "Singing with you would have been a hell of a lot more fun, but my commitment to them is done and they are going to leave it like that. If I had gone to the Warblers voluntarily, they would have harassed me constantly to make me a permanent member."
"I am still mad at you" muttered Kurt, but kissed Harry on the cheek. Blaine awkwardly looked away.
"I'll take you shopping on the weekend. Both of you and I'll carry bags and offer plenty of flattery as part of my groveling" Harry teased them.
Blaine rolled his eyes. "Fine, but the groveling better be good… here are your shades by the way… I'll go… over there" he said lamely and after handing Harry the item, he walked towards the council members, knowing the next part of the conversation should be private.
"I forgive you" Kurt bit his lip and stared at Harry. "You danced with Ginny."
"It meant nothing" responded Harry honestly. "We sort of patched things up, she is perfectly aware that I'm dating a guy, and that there's nothing left between us."
"Nothing?"
"Nothing at all Kurt, you are everything I want" they stared into each other's eyes, Harry opened his mouth to say something, Kurt's heart beat accelerated, this was it.
"Kurt!" called Wes in his council voice; Blaine threw him an apologetic look for being unable to stop his friend from interrupting. "We have to go backstage."
Harry sighed, the mood was ruined.
"Finn and New Directions are here, part to spy on the Warblers and Robins and part to meet my boyfriend."
Harry beamed at him. "I told you before; I'd love to meet them. Won't they be mad that I took part in the defeat of the Warblers?"
Kurt huffed. "We haven't lost yet" they grabbed hands and walked together backstage. "The plan is still to go to the mall to eat, a plan I whole heartedly disapprove of. There is nothing but fast food in there. However I have relented because it is the only place where we won't be thrown out..."
IIIII
The judges congratulated both teams for their great numbers. They gave a special recognition to the Robins for including Harry in their performance. Hermione grinned smugly at Wes and Thad. Harry tried not to laugh when Wes blushed.
The Robins won of course. The guys looked a little jealous as Harry was swamped by 17 screaming girls, but he did his best to distance himself and move to hug Kurt instead, exchange a quick handshake with Jeff and squeeze Blaine's shoulder.
Hermione was ready to burst from pride. The Warblers had a 9 year winning streak against the Robins. The club itself had been ready to die when she joined at the beginning of the year. She had taken it as a personal matter to rebuild it, better and stronger.
She had systematically destroyed the structure of the Robins. The first thing to go had been the a cappella only approach, the uniforms, the blending in and the stupid council way of running the club.
She recruited back the members that had dropped out of disappointment. She constantly wondered around the music department, convincing people to give it a try. She got Ginny to create choreographies for them and Luna to take care of their wardrobe. They found themselves joining by accident. The two of them had great voices, which didn't hurt either.
Hermione didn't delude herself; they had needed this win.
All the girls enjoyed the new approach the Robins had taken, but they needed a reassurance that they weren't wasting time. She hugged Harry tightly. He had been great bait to keep the girls interested and motivated. Now that they had squashed the Warblers, they were ready to fly solo. Besides all that, this win had proven something to herself; she still had it. Harry was right.
"Thank you" she whispered on his ear.
Harry smiled knowingly. "Thank yourself..."
The Robins congratulated the Warblers, unable to wipe the superior smirks of their faces. Harry felt that after the condescending way they had received the girls with, it was only fair.
"We hope to compete with you in Regionals or Nationals" said Hermione to Thad and Wes. David had been smart enough to remain under her radar after her earlier display.
"You are competing?" asked Thad surprised.
"We have sectionals on Saturday, now if you'll excuse us; we have a celebration party to get to. Fred, George, please bring our trophy, I don't want anybody hurting their backs with that thing" the twins shrugged and did as they were told, while the Warblers mourned the loss of the interschool trophy which would reside on their sister school until they could win it back.
Hermione turned to Harry. "Headmaster Johnson and Headmaster Talley had agreed to let you stay on campus tonight to celebrate with us."
Harry shook his head. "Can't, I am meeting Kurt's friends."
"The girls will be devastated" she said with a smile. "You'll be there to root for us won't you?"
"Already got tickets" he fished his recently recovered sunglasses and gave them to her. "Here, you'll look more frightening with this" he would try to steal his other pair back from Kurt later.
She winked at him and put them on. "Girls!" she took out a whistle and blew it. "Huddle around!" They all did as they were told and the group took over one of the corners backstage, surrounded Hermione, Harry and the trophy. It was hard to begrudge her bossy manner after she had delivered what she had promised. "Unfortunately, Harry won't be able to join us tonight..."
The girls groaned in disappointment. "What could possibly be more interesting that 17 girls in different states of drunkenness?" asked Laura, arms crossed.
Harry laughed and added with a shrug. "Boyfriend duties..."
"Well, fuck, I was hoping to get him drunk" muttered someone.
Ginny, the twins and Luna started to cough at the same time something that sounded suspiciously like. "Whipped…"
"Charming" said Harry sarcastically. "I can see how you're related." Ginny smirked at him, Harry nodded to Luna. "Traitor" she smiled innocently.
Hermione cleared her throat. "I wanted to officially thank you in the name of the Robins. Harry your help has been invaluable. Thanks for your suggestion in song selection, music and the performance itself. Also, you have our eternal gratitude for moving the furniture around."
The girls laughed.
"Yes, you laugh alright, my toe is still hurting" grumbled Harry half-heartedly.
Hermione continued with a smile. "We are grateful you learned the dance steps, went along with the modifications of the lyrics and for allowing us to make you look like a douche bag... an American one at that" the girls laughed again and Harry smiled.
"Thank you for the speech Hermione, and now if you excuse me I have to..."
"Speech! Speech!" started the twins from the back.
Harry sighed when the girls joined in. "Fine! But I'll make this quick because I am already sick of all of you... This week was lovely, a great experience, being surrounded by overworked and snappy girls it's just what every guy wants... so thank you for pretending to listen to what I was saying, and I leave you with this request. Lose my number, especially you Hermione, if you see me in the streets walk the other way."
The girls smiled at him and rolled their eyes.
Hermione gave them a minute while they all said goodbyes before sounding her whistle again. "Twins, bring the trophy to the bus. Girls, time to go. Ron my bag" Harry smirked when they all trotted obediently behind her.
"Bye Harry!" they all spoke simultaneously while he waved.
Thad and Wes stared at Hermione go, the girls forming two perfect lines behind her, and marching in complete sync.
"She called us unprofessional" said Wes with a whining tone.
"She gets results" shrugged Harry while going to find his boyfriend.
He found him talking animatedly with Mercedes, Rachel, Blaine and an Asian girl he assumed was Tina. He passed his eyes around the group briefly, identifying everybody by little things that Kurt and the girls had described to him.
Mike was clearly the other Asian boy holding Tina's hand. Sam the only blond guy with a big mouth, Finn he knew, Artie was the one in the wheelchair, which made the blond sitting on his lap Brittany and the other blond Quinn, who had a baby with Puck... who had to be the guy with a Mohawk; there were two girls left, one who he guessed was Santana and the last one had to be Lauren, the girl that joined after Kurt left.
Blaine nudged Kurt, who turned, smiled and waved him over. "Harry!"
He smiled back confidently and moved towards him, ignoring the thirteen pair of eyes that analyzed his every move. He kissed Kurt's cheek and passed an arm around his waist, turning to face them all.
"Hi, I'm Harry. Kurt told me a lot about all of you..."
Rachel took over and started presenting everybody in the group as Kurt watched how they reacted. He narrowed his eyes at Santana's predatory smile and pressed himself closer against Harry, throwing her a 'back off bitch' look. She smirked at him challengingly.
"Why don't we get going?" asked Kurt interrupting Rachel and starting to pull Harry along.
"Uh... sure" said Harry throwing Mercedes a questioning look. The girl just smirked and followed them along.
The moment they entered the parking lot a very loud discussion about who would ride with who broke out. Harry leaned on his car, embracing Kurt for behind. The countertenor had been clear where he would be riding and it seemed people were fighting to ride with him. Blaine stayed slightly out of everything, close enough to Harry's car to make clear he would be riding there too. He stared with both amusement and horror at the craziness of New Directions. He knew Rachel and Mercedes already, but everybody else, including Finn, he was just meeting today.
"You ok?" Harry asked quietly, against Kurt's ear.
"Santana is after you" he responded after a second. Harry could feel how tense Kurt was and placed a kiss on his neck.
"So?"
"So I don't like it!" he hissed back, starting to draw circles on Harry's arms. "This would be a lot easier if you could be strictly gay. I wouldn't have to worry about girls stealing you away..."
"Well... for all intends and purposes I am, aren't I?" asked Harry with a smirk. "I mean, I am going out with a guy and it's not like I am asking out or looking at girls now... or other boys for that matter."
Kurt turned around and stared at him suspiciously. "So you wouldn't mind if somebody described you as gay?"
"I am pretty sure that when we walk holding hands, people's first impression is not that I am bisexual" Harry said with a smile. "I am in a gay relationship Kurt, and since I'm dating you exclusively, in my book that makes me exclusively gay."
"You were pretty defensive about your bisexuality when we started dating..." trailed off Kurt with a frown.
"I was trying to avoid any misunderstandings. I didn't want you to find out I've dated girls later on and assume I wasn't being completely honest, and at the same time I didn't want you to think I wasn't serious about you" replied Harry, still holding him by the waist.
"You don't really mind if I tell Santana you're completely gay?" asked Kurt with the beginnings of a smile.
"Tell away... to be honest, I told all the Robins I was gay" Harry whispered in a secretive way. "And that I had a boyfriend of course."
"You did?" asked Kurt truly smiling.
"Of course I did. I didn't want any of them crushing on me or getting the wrong impression" he pressed their foreheads together. "Kurt, I..."
"Let's go!" announced Rachel bouncing next to them, unconcerned she seemed to be interrupting a very intimate looking moment.
Kurt glared at her with as much hate as he could muster. Harry sighed and smiled a little put out. He opened the door for Kurt and walked around, wondering why it was so hard to say three simple words. The universe sucked sometimes, his boyfriend gave him a look from the shot gun seat, looked at the back seat where Rachel and Blaine where arguing with Mercedes about the merits of Katy Perry over Lady Gaga.
He looked back at Harry and smiled, a pure, excited, happy smile and Harry returned it, feeling at the top of the world. Yeah the universe sucked sometimes, but it was pretty epic others.
IIIII
"You're dating Hummel" said Puck as they made the line for some burgers. Kurt, Blaine and most of the girls have opted for Sushi, or a salad in Rachel's case, while the rest of the guys went straight for the pizza, along with Lauren.
"I am" replied Harry with a shrug.
Puck glared at him suspiciously. "You hurt him, and me and the guys will kill you. I've been to juvie; I know how to hide a body."
"I have no intentions of hurting him" replied Harry, unfazed by the threat. "I care too much about him... I want to make him happy, that's all."
"God, you are gay" grumbled Puck.
"Didn't you get that from the fact that I am datinga guy? A gay who spent two hours trying to decide what socks to wear this morning..." Puck tried to keep his threatening air on, he was supposed to play the bad guy, but the dude seemed ok and, well, he was warned, that's all he needed to do. Now it was time to regain his reputation as an ass and dish some dirt on Kurt.
He smirked. "Did he tell you about the time he..."
IIIII
"They seem to be getting along" said Blaine pointing towards Puck and Harry as they sat down at a table.
"I'm afraid of what that could mean" said Kurt staring at Harry's unbelieving expression. His boyfriend turned and stared at Kurt, and then back at Puck, who was grinning far too cheerfully for his taste. Puck got his order and approached the table with a self-satisfied air. "What did you say to him Puckerman?" hissed Kurt.
"Nothing that wasn't true" he responded with a wiggle of his eyebrows and giving a big bite to his burger.
Harry sat down next to him and Kurt immediately turned. His boyfriend was staring at him oddly. "What?"
"Nothing" said Harry quickly and joined the conversation the guys had about sports, stealing weird looks at Kurt every once in a while.
"So... from what part of England are you from?" asked Quinn innocently, the table falling immediately silent.
"Uh... tricky question, I was born in a small town at the North, then moved to Surrey, which is close to London and from then it's pretty random" answered Harry, not noticing how the girls seemed to exchange meaningful glances around him and the boys leaned forwards. "I lived in pretty much all the major cities back home, Manchester, Brighton, Bristol, Liverpool, Birmingham, London of course... but after I turned 11 I went to boarding school in Scotland."
"Wow, what do your parents..." started asking Tina, distracted by Kurt's and Blaine's motioning from behind Harry to stop.
"They died when I was one" explained Harry and without missing a beat he turned to Artie. "Kurt tells me you play electric guitar, what you got?"
Conversation flowed smoothly from there. Kurt was glad that his friends seemed to approve of Harry in general and liked Blaine well enough.
"What's your favorite musical?" asked Rachel seriously. Kurt almost intervened, but Harry side stepped perfectly.
"Haven't seen that many to be able to choose."
"I'll recommend you some and you can watch them with Kurt, I am sure he will be able to provide appropriate commentary and background information."
"I don't doubt it" nodded Harry with a polite smile.
"Favorite movie?" entered Sam before Rachel could start another rant. It seemed to be a team effort and bonding experience to stop Rachel from going too far into her craziness.
Harry shrugged and knowing plenty about everybody's weaknesses by Kurt's commentary, he made sure to drop little comments that would make them like him. "I am game for almost anything. One of my friends dragged me to see Avatar, it was much better than I expected."
Sam's eyes shined and there was a collective groan from the table. "What did you think of it?"
"The graphics and the special effects were amazing, but the story line could've been better" Sam seemed pleased, but before he could speak Santana did.
"Have you popped Porcelain's cherry yet? 'Cause if he's not giving you some, I am more than..."
"Santana!" yelled Kurt, reddening from anger and embarrassment. "He's gay ok? Have you finally run out of straight guys to prey on that you are turning to the few players in my team?"
"Kurt's the only one I have any interest in" replied Harry cuttingly, grabbing Kurt by the waist and pulling him closer in an attempt to calm him down. They both ignored Blaine's curious glance for the moment. Kurt still glared at Santana, but relaxed against his boyfriend.
"Jeez, sharing is caring" muttered Santana with a roll of her eyes.
"Besides, it wouldn't be cheating, 'cause the piping is different" announced Brittany with a cheerful smile. The table fell into a very awkward silence.
"Actually... if you are with one person, it's one person. You don't get exceptions because of gender" said Harry when nobody else seemed to step up to explain it. "You don't get any type of free pass for that matter. Cheating is cheating no matter with whom you are cheating or why."
Kurt smiled at him approvingly and snuggled closer, it was good to know they were on the same page. He knew the topic was a bit sensitive to Harry after his last two relationships, but he was happy he had managed to handle it gracefully and hadn't reacted negatively to Brittany.
Brittany's eyes sharpened suddenly and she asked Artie. "Is that true?"
"Of course!" he replied with a smile, not realizing something was wrong.
"Oh..." nobody noticed how she glared at Santana.
"I'm going to go get a cheesecake" said Kurt suddenly and Harry grinned at him, knowing his boyfriend had a soft spot for the dessert. "Rachel, why don't you come with me?"
"Uh?" asked the girl distractedly. Kurt narrowed his eyes and grabbed her by the arm pulling her away from everybody.
"Stop it" he hissed when they were in the line.
"Stop what?" Rachel asked innocently.
"Stop trying to picture us naked!" he whispered, with a strained smile he placed his order.
"It's not my fault" she said not bothering to deny it. She looked at Harry and then at Kurt. "I can't help to notice how cute and hot you two are!"
"Control yourself woman!" snapped Kurt. "I don't know what is going on with you that turned you into whatever this is, but stop it."
Rachel giggled. "Oh, get over yourself Kurt, you're attractive, your boyfriend is attractive, I am merely appreciating from a completely platonic place."
"You are a sick, sick person Rachel Berry" Kurt said with a huff and marched back to his table, where he proceeded to stab his cheesecake once, before the arm Harry wrapped around him seemed to absorb his tension.
"Why is Rachel staring at us like that?" he whispered with a confused air. "She's creeping me out a little…"
"You don't want to know, believe me" said Kurt massaging his temples.
- End Chapter 17 -
I really hope you guys like how I did the singing parts. I realized that I haven't done something like that before and wanted to give it a try. I promise there won't be many of those moments as I don't think the fic should revolve around performances like in the show.
Blaine's an attention whore, I was originally going to go with oblivious jerk, but sounded harsher than I wanted. I know I told somebody so I apologize for not sending a PM to inform you the change of decision!
So, did you all liked the Harry-ND interaction? I know everybody has been asking for it for a while! Also, how do you feel about fangirl Rachel? She's totally shipping those two. I'm kind of looking at her as the spirit of the fandom right now.
Blaine realized he has feelings for Kurt and is physically attracted to Harry. Kurt is being oblivious which I find ironic after how much I accuse Blaine of being one. For those of you who felt that Harry isn't really falling for Blaine, we will get to see him talking to Hermione soon about how he feels about the whole situation.
Valentine's day is coming... so many plans *-*
Finally, for those reading the Big Purple Book, I decided to continue both Chapter 2 and Chapter 3. But I have some other things in the works at the moment.
All the best and sorry for the long note at the end!
SweetCaroline91
PS: I DARE YOU ALL TO GUESS WHAT PUCK TOLD HARRY! First 3 persons to guess get to request me to include a scene or ask me a question.