AN: I don't think I posted this one here yet. If I did, sorry. The next one goes along with this drabble. Inspired by lyrics from "One Love" by Blue.
Walking toward Grand Central Station I take the time to soak in my surroundings. I have come to love this city. I love the fast pace, the lights at night, and the beauty of Central Park. I even love the downsides of this place like the traffic, noise, and disappointments that I've faced. But I'm here. Blaine was right in insisting that I come here even though I didn't make it into NYADA. Insisting that I find work here instead of working at my dad's shop back in Lima and that I find other ways to pursue my dreams.
It's been a whirlwind year. I found steady employment at a music store, and am giving piano lessons to a few kids in my apartment building. I got into an evening workshop offered by one of the professors at NYU. As for auditions, I've lost count of the number of them I've gone on since September and only the most recent one had given me any hope at all, having gotten casted as an understudy in the current Broadway production of Cry Baby.
Now as I stepped into the train station to meet Blaine things are finally coming together. My boyfriend is finally able to join me here in New York and somebody's misfortune has just turned into my big break, though I haven't told anyone yet. I want Blaine to know first and I want to tell him in person.
To my relief his train is on time and it isn't long before Blaine, my one true love, is stepping onto the platform. Forgetting all thoughts of proper decorum, I rush forward and throw my arms around him.
"Now this is quite a greeting," Blaine is saying, laughter in his voice as he returns my hug.
"I'm just so glad you're here especially because of what tonight is!" I tell him, leaning back to look into his eyes.
Blaine gets a confused and panicked look in his eyes. "What is tonight?" he asks, and I can tell he is trying to remember some important date of ours that he might of forgotten.
"My opening night on Broadway!"
"What?!"
"I got the call this morning! Brian slipped on the steps of his apartment building going home last night and broke his ankle and while I feel bad about that, it means that I'm taking his place!"
"Oh Kurt! I told you that you could do it! Does anyone else know."
I shook my head. "I asked Dad and Carole to come up from D.C. tonight but they just think we're going out to dinner but I have tickets for all three of you for tonight's performance. I wanted you to be the first to know."
"I'm honored, but I think we need to make some phone calls and spread the good news," Blaine says, looping his arm around my waist and leading me toward baggage claim.