AN: Inspired by lyrics from "Thing's I'll Never Say" by Avril Lavigne
I toss the foot ball into the air while laying on my bed in my dorm room. I watch the oblong ball spiral in the air before gravity returns it to my grasp. It's an idle task to keep my hands busy while my mind replays the events of this afternoon, part of me still trying to convince myself that it wasn't all a dream. It seems almost unreal that I, Blaine Anderson, King of the Clueless People, has actually got a boyfriend.
Replaying the conversation from earlier this afternoon doesn't help my disbelief any. Mr. Suave Smooth Talker couldn't get his rehearsed speech out. When I think about my delivery, the stumbling and searching for words, I'm surprised Kurt hung around long enough for me to tell him how I felt about him. Well no, maybe surprised isn't the right term because as compassionate and patient as Kurt is he'd never walk out on someone trying to tell him something.
In my defense, though I had planned a speech to tell him how I felt, I hadn't been prepared to deliver it this afternoon. I had been trying to orchestrate the perfect setting for my speech and in a study lounge while Kurt was working on a coffin for a bird was not it. But then Kurt had asked my motives behind the duet and I knew I had to tell him how I felt. Any other answer to his question wouldn't have been honest and the two of us had always been honest with one another - even when the truth wasn't easy to take. So, I had scrambled to remember my speech, all the while hoping that he still felt the same way about me that he had back on Valentine's Day.
And he had - despite the lousy delivery. At least the kiss had been right. If I was going to stumble over words like I didn't have a grasp on the English language, at least I could convey my feelings through that one gesture.
And the end result was what I wanted - Kurt Hummel was officially my boyfriend.