A New York Romanace Chapter 8: Times Square for New Years, a glee fanfic

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of these characters, Glee, or the songs.

WARNING: This chapter does include a sex scene.

Back in New York; Kurt and Blaine sat in their Bushwick apartment snuggled up on the couch watching television. Blaine had finally let his hair down, literally, after Kurt did his hair for Christmas he started wearing it that way all the time. Kurt managed to get him out of the brightly colored polo shirts and bow-ties and those capri pants and into something a little more age 21.

He didn't mind it though. Kurt wasn't making him do anything he didn't want to do. Kurt stopped and didn't pressure him into wearing something he didn't like. Plus, he liked when Kurt was dressing him up; he felt like a rock star. Blaine thought that together he and Kurt looked like the hottest couple in all of New York. He was excited the next day was New Years Eve and he and Kurt were headed into Manhattan to watch the ball drop at midnight. Times Square on New Years; perfect.

Rachel and Santana were not home from Ohio yet, but there was a knock at the door. Kurt got up to answer it. As he opened the door he could tell that it was Mercedes standing in the hallway. "Oh my gosh! What are you doing here?" Kurt exclaimed.

"Performing in Times Square tomorrow." Mercedes said with a smile.

"That's amazing." Kurt said hugging her.

Blaine got up from the couch. "That's really awesome, Mercedes." He said.

Mercedes walked in and gave Blaine a hug. "Thank you." She said. "It's good to see you again, Blaine."

"What are you performing? Please say, 'Hell to the No'" Kurt asked while getting her a cup of tea.

"What else would I be singing, Kurt." She laughed.

"That is one of my favorite songs." Blaine said.

"Thank you, Blaine. Okay, so tomorrow. You guys and Rachel and Santana, have to come see sound check and then I'll get you guys the exclusive 'star treatment'" Mercedes laughed.

The boys both laughed. "The perks of having a huge singer be an old high school friend." Kurt smiled handing Mercedes her tea.

"You've lived here for four years and I have never seen this apartment. Much nicer than the one I started off with in LA." Mercedes said while walking around the apartment looking at everything. "Blaine, do you live here too?"

"Yeah, I moved in right after Thanksgiving; after I got accepted into NYADA." Blaine explained.

"So you two are serious?" Kurt and Blaine looked at each other. "I'll take that as a yes. You never explained how you met during Christmas."

"Well, it was my first night in New York and I went to some karaoke bar in Manhattan to try and meet people. Get out, have fun. I'm 21 that's what I'm supposed to do." Blaine started the story.

They all walked to the living area to sit down while the boys told Mercedes the story of how they met.

"Then Rachel, Santana, and I walked into the same bar. I actually kicked Blaine when I sat down, on accident."

"It was really crowded that night." Blaine laughed.

"Yeah, could barely move." Kurt laughed with Blaine. "But we just started talking. Sang a couple songs. Katy Perry." Kurt smiled and winked at Blaine.

"Lady Gaga." Blaine did the same back. Mercedes couldn't help but laugh at how innocently cute they were together. "Then Kurt asked me to come over the next night for movie night and we fell asleep watching 'West Side Story' on the couch together."

"After that we just knew that being together was the only thing that made sense." They shared a loving look after Kurt finished the story.

"How long did it take you to perfect telling that story?" Mercedes smiled at them.

"That's the first time we've really told it." Kurt told her. "But how's your life?"

Mercedes began to blush. "Well, you know that Sam moved out to LA a few years ago. He called me and we started to hang out a little more and more."

"No!" Kurt yelled.

"Shhh. We didn't say anything on Christmas because we don't want people to know." She shushed Kurt. "Trying to keep this on the DL, Kurt. The paparazzi would be all over my ass if they found out I was dating Sam Evans." She explained.

"As long as you are happy." Kurt told her. "Is he in New York to watch you perform?"

"No." She said sounding disappointed. "He has a photo shoot in LA on the second and he wouldn't be able to make both, but he is going to watch and call right after." She smiled.

"How long has this been going on?" Kurt asked wanting to know every little detail.

"About six months."

"Six months!" Kurt yelled. "And you just forgot to mention it all those times we talked?"

"Yeah, I found out you were dating someone only, what, five days ago?" She looked at Kurt.

"Point taken." Kurt smiled.

"So, since you two are so serious and this place is not big enough for the fashion guru over here." She said pointing at Kurt. "Rachel, the queen of hoarding and Santana, are you two thinking of heading out?"

Kurt and Blaine just looked at each other. It's no secret that there was almost no privacy for the two of them to be alone when all of them were home. Only a curtain to separate them from the rest of the apartment and neither Blaine nor Kurt felt comfortable being close and intimate in the apartment unless they knew that no one was going to be home for a few hours. And even then Santana has walked in a time or five.

"We haven't really talked about it." Blaine started.

"But…" Kurt began, "you never know what next year may bring. It might bring us closer and give us the ability and security to move out and find our own place." Kurt flashed a smile at Blaine.

Right then the door opened for Rachel and Santana to walk into the apartment. "Mercedes?" Rachel looked confused.

"Here in New York! I'm performing for New Years Eve tomorrow."

"That's amazing." Santana and Rachel said together before they each hugged Mercedes.

Kurt stood up from the chair. "Let's all go into Manhattan and get dinner; maybe some ice skating. Just have a good time."

They all agreed and headed out the door. They went into the city where Mercedes insisted on eating at Balthazar and paying for the entire meal. They argued over the check for fifteen minutes in the restaurant. They went ice skating together. There was no accidental falling or tripping this time. Blaine tried to tackle Kurt but Kurt just hugged him instead.

After their fun had ended and they were turning in their ice skates to the rental shop Mercedes walked over to Kurt sitting on one of the benches. "I was thinking. You two look like you could use some alone time."

"What? We've been alone for the last few days." Kurt told her.

"Yes and in those last three days how many times have you…" She looked at him.

"Mercedes!" Kurt squealed. "A couple."

"You two are young you should feel free to run around half naked."

Kurt began to blush. "Mercedes, I've never heard you talk like this."

"Kurt, I have been living in LA for four years. And I know what it's like to want to jump someone's bones every time you see them." She explained to Kurt.

"I do not want to…" Kurt looked at Blaine still seated a few feet away on the bench. "What are you suggesting?"

"You take my hotel room at the Plaza and I head back to Bushwick with Rachel and Santana." She told him.

"I can't ask you to do that. Our apartment is dirty and not at all what you're used to." Kurt told her.

"You're not asking; I'm offering. Maybe it will help you decide if you want to move out or not. Knowing that absolutely no one will walk in on you during it." She gave him a cheeky smile.

"We'll take it." Kurt said. Just thinking about getting Blaine into bed got Kurt going. If he could have he would have taken Blaine right there on the sidewalk. Kurt walked over to Blaine after he took a moment to compose himself. "So, Mercedes offered us her hotel room for the night. What do you think?" He asked Blaine.

Blaine's face lit up with excitement. "Let's go." Blaine said grabbing Kurt's hand and pulling him towards the exit.

"Wait! Wait, wait. We have to say goodbye and figure out getting clothes tomorrow for Times Square." Kurt told Blaine.

"We can buy new ones." Blaine said practically pleading with Kurt to just head to the hotel.

Kurt pulled him over to their friends. Mercedes slipped Kurt the room key with the room number written on it. "I'm gonna head to back with Rachel and Santana." Mercedes said.

"It's kind of late, are you sure?" Rachel asked before she saw how anxious Kurt and Blaine both were. "Okay. Take Kurt's bed."

"Where are Lady Hummel and Lover Boy going to…" Santana started. "Ohhh." She said giving the boys a wink.

They all hugged and went their separate ways. The girls headed for the train station and the boys for the Plaza.

They entered the lobby doors of the hotel and went in search for Mercedes' room. Once they found it; Kurt opened the door and turned to face Blaine. He grabbed the collar of Blaine's coat and pulled him into the room.

Blaine quickly started to take off his winter clothes as Kurt put the Do Not Disturb sign on the door and locked it. He turned around to see Blaine frantically undressing. He walked over to him and kissed him. His hands wrestling with Blaine's belt buckle trying desperately to get it off. As Blaine tore Kurt's shirt off of his body exposing his pale skin. Never breaking contact they moved to the bed; Kurt slid onto the bed with Blaine crawling over him. They reached the headboard and Kurt had finally gotten Blaine's pants undone and began removing them from his body.

Blaine straddled Kurt looking down at him as he lay on the bed. He smiled and started to unbutton Kurt's pants and slide them off his boyfriend's body. After he had gotten the pants off the bed Blaine went in to kiss Kurt. As Blaine kissed Kurt's lips, neck, and chest; Kurt slid his hands into Blaine's boxers gripping his butt and letting out a loud moan.

Midnight had passed and Kurt and Blaine lay on the bed; nude and pressed against each other. Kurt could feel Blaine's breath on his neck as he slept. Blaine rolled his other side letting go of Kurt in the process. Kurt rolled over and watched Blaine sleep. His hair was a mess, but cute at the same time. His eye brows twitched every time he let out a breath. Kurt smiled; he never thought he'd love someone as much as he loved Blaine. He slowly rose from the bed to use the bathroom; when he returned Blaine was awake sitting on the bed. "Did I wake you up?" Kurt asked him.

"Yeah. I couldn't feel you anymore." Blaine said getting up and putting his boxers back on. He walked over to Kurt and pressed himself against Kurt's bare body wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist. "Have I ever told you that I love you?"

Kurt smiled at Blaine while putting his arms around Blaine's neck. "Maybe. Once or twice."

"Then I'll say it again. I love you Kurt Hummel."

"I love you too Blaine Anderson." The boys stared into each other's eyes before Blaine went in for a soft but passionate kiss. "We should get some sleep. Gonna have a long day tomorrow."

Kurt pulled on his boxers and they crawled into bed together. Kurt lay on his left side and Blaine came up behind him. "You know you've never told me what this tattoo was supposed to be." Blaine said while stroking his thumb across the tattoo that was on Kurt's back.

"Oh, I totally forgot about it." Kurt laughed. "It was supposed to say 'It Gets Better' but I typed it wrong for the tattoo artist and he put 'It's Get Better'" Kurt started explaining. "When he fixed it he also pierced my tongue."

Blaine perked up. "Really?" Kurt turned to face Blaine. "What happened to this tongue piercing you speak of?"

"Blaine?" Kurt sounded surprised. "I took it out three days after I got it. Drove me crazy."

"It would have driven me crazy too." Blaine smiled at Kurt. "Maybe in a different way though." Kurt buried his face into the pillow. "I'm just saying."

Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

They woke up the next morning to a knock at the door. Kurt slowly got up from the bed and got to the door. He opened it to find Mercedes' manager. "You are not Mercedes."

"No, I'm Kurt Hummel. Oh, Mercedes let my boyfriend and I stay here and she slept in Bushwick with some friends." Kurt explained to the man.

"Where?" He said pushing passed Kurt and into the hotel room.

"We've got to get back so we'll take you. Two minutes, I swear." Kurt motioned to Blaine to get out of bed and put his clothes on.

The three of them got into the car that the man arrived in and headed to Bushwick by Kurt's directions. They arrived at the apartment building and the man looked almost scared to walk in. They headed up to the apartment and walked inside to find all the girls sleeping on the couch with the television on. "Wake up!" Kurt yelled after he turned the television off.

All three of them jumped awake. "Hummel! Aren't you and Blaine supposed to be in Manhattan?" Santana yelled before eyeing the room noticing it wasn't just Kurt and Blaine standing in front of the couch.

"Mercedes, we have to get going, we'll miss sound check." Mercedes' manager, Paul, told her.

"Okay, but my friends get to come and hang out all day, no exceptions, Paul." She said standing and headed to the bathroom to take a shower.

"None." He said to her. In a matter of minutes Mercedes was out of the shower and getting around to head to sound check. All of her friends quickly got showered and dressed to head back to Manhattan to spend the day getting the 'VIP Treatment' with Mercedes.

They were all extremely excited. Rachel, Blaine, and Santana sat in the back of the vehicle and Kurt and Mercedes sat in the middle row of seats. "Thank you for your room last night by the way."

"You two have fun? Room service? The works?"

"We didn't actually eat dinner." Kurt told her.

The entire vehicle fell silent. Santana nudged Blaine. "You go, Lover Boy."

"Thanks, Kurt." Blaine said from the back. The car screeched up to where Mercedes was needed for sound check. They all got out of the vehicle looking like a clown car. None of them had ever been in Times Square on New Year's Eve before. It was only 8:30 in the morning and there were already people migrating to the middle of the city.

Mercedes went through sound check with her killer vocals, as always. Kurt, Rachel, and Santana couldn't believe that their old high school friend was performing at New Year's Rocking Eve with Ryan Seacrest. It was amazing; they were all so proud of her. When Mercedes got back to her friends all smiles. "What did you think?"

A chorus of "You are amazing" and "Incredible" came from the group. They all walked off together to get lunch and then back to Mercedes hotel room to get pampered for the show that night.

They all sat in the hotel room while Mercedes got her hair and make-up done for the show. "Okay, Rachel, Santana want to get pampered just a little." Mercedes said looking at her friends then at her make-up artist. Both girls nodded their heads 'yes' and Sierra, Mercedes make-up artist, began to work on the girls.

Mercedes walked over to Blaine, who was sitting in the chair next to the bathroom door. "Was it nice knowing you really were alone?" She asked him.

Blaine looked at Mercedes then at Kurt, who was looking out the window at Manhattan. "It was great." He answered. Kurt looked back at Blaine and smiled. Blaine got up from the chair and walked over to Kurt hugging him from behind. He whispered into Kurt's ear, "I love you."

Kurt took a moment before answering back, "Let's move out." Kurt turned to look at Blaine.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, last night was perfect. It wasn't rushed and we were alone. I want that feeling of security when we are together that no one is going to walk through the door or pull back the curtain. I want a place where I can feel free to walk around no matter what. But most importantly, I want to be with you. I want to start a life with you. I want you to walk out of the bedroom asking 'what's for breakfast babe?'." Kurt told him.

"I would love that." Blaine said to him as he leaned in for a kiss. Everyone in the hotel room looked at the couple standing by the window entwined in each other's arms with their lips locked. In that moment Rachel, Santana, and Mercedes knew that before 2016 was over they would be living together and planning something special.

They broke their kiss and Blaine pulled Kurt closer into his strong embrace. They stood holding each other for several minutes; neither one wanting to let go.

Kurt thought to himself: The beginning of this year was a train wreck. I was alone and depressed and feared I would never find someone. New York was supposed to be this place where everyone was different and there was someone for everyone. But little did I know that the one I was supposed to be with was only hours away my entire life. He didn't live in some exotic place or anything; he was in Ohio the entire time. But that one night in a Manhattan karaoke bar my life changed for the better. Blaine came into it. He's gone through a lot in the last two months but somehow he's still intact. He helped me through another Christmas without my brother. He loved me, that's all I've ever wanted. For someone to love me they way I love them.

They let go of each other and looked around the room realizing everyone was staring at them. They smiled at each other and sat down on the bed.

Rachel and Santana were finally done with their make-up and hair so they could leave for Times Square. The five of them couldn't believe that this was happening. They were being escorted to the performer's area. There were refreshments by the pound sitting on table for them to eat. They were able to walk around and get back in to the area without Mercedes. They had the best view of the performance where they were standing.

The crowd began to cheer as Ryan Seacrest made his way to his position for the broadcast to begin. "Hello America, I'm Ryan Seacrest and I'm here in Times Square Manhattan on New Year's Eve." They heard him say. Several minutes later Mercedes had made her way to the stage. "Please welcome, Mercedes Jones!"

The crowd managed to get even louder when her name was mentioned. "What's up New York?!" She yelled into the microphone. "Happy New Years."

Mama said "get yo' ass out of bed!"
I said "hell to the no!"
Said "wash your grandma's nasty head!"
I said "hell to the no!" oh
They tried to take away my tots
I said "hell to the no!"
Yeah, 'cause I'm the one that calls the shots
and I say "hell to the no!" oh

Try to make me change my weave
Well I got something up my sleeve
It's a whole lot of

Whoa oh oh, oh oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no
I said Whoa oh oh, oh oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no
I'm not tryin' to diva out
But this show's gotta stop, so shout
Woah oh oh, oh oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no

Tell me I should eat my Wheaties
You know what? "hell to the no!"
Tell me I'd come down with diabetes
"hell to the no!"

Try to make me change my eats
But baby, that just isn't me
I'm a whole lot of

Take me, you can leave me
But I won't ever change
If you don't like the rules
don't play my game
Time for me to get R-E-S-P-E-C-T
But if I don't, it's all in me

Woah oh oh, oh oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no
I said Woah oh oh, oh oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no
I'm not tryin' to diva out
But this show's gotta stop, so shout
Woah oh oh, oh oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no
I said not tryin' to diva out
But this show's gotta stop, so shout
Woah oh oh, oh oh
Hell to the no no, no no, no no, no no

Aw, hell to the no

Mercedes belted out the hit single like the first time she sang it in glee club in 2011. The entire crowd sang with her. Her friends stood watching her singing and dancing.

After her performance she went to get interviewed on camera. "So Mercedes, your family here?"

"No, but they are watching from home in Ohio. My friends are here though."

"Do you know where?"

"The performer's area. They've been getting the VIP treatment all day." She laughed.

"Well, you did amazing and Happy New Year."

"Thank you so much. Happy New Year."

Mercedes made her way back to her friends. They all jumped on her telling her that she was incredible and flawless.

The night went on and Blaine couldn't keep his eyes or hands off of Kurt.

This has been the best year of my life. I was bullied at home and at school for years. I moved to New York to try and move passed the past, but feared I never would; until Kurt kicked me in that Manhattan karaoke bar. I was told to leave my family and never come back and for some reason I'm okay. I have another family that accepts me for who I am. I know I haven't known them long, but they are some of the best people I have ever met. I've made so many new friends. But the best part of my year was being kicked in that bar, because that moment was when I met Kurt. My best friend, my one true love, my soul mate. I wouldn't change this year for anything. I can't wait for 2016 it can only get better. Blaine thought to himself while staring at Kurt.

The countdown had started.

60, 59, 58, 57, 56, 55,

Kurt started to pull Blaine away from the crowd trying to see the ball drop. "Kurt? Where are we going?"

54, 53, 52, 51, 50

"Somewhere only we know." The two of them waded through the thick crowd in Times Square. Blaine not sure where he was being taken.

49, 48, 47, 46, 45, 44,

When Kurt finally stopped running with Blaine behind him. Blaine looked around not knowing why they were standing on this street. He looked around for a moment more then he saw that sign he saw his first night in New York. This was the exact spot Kurt asked him over for movie night.

43, 42, 41, 40

"It was this spot where I knew that we were meant to be together. I took a chance. I thought to myself I've got to get you into my life in that moment." Kurt laughed. "I never took chances until it came to being with you."

39, 38, 37, 36, 35, 34, 33, 32, 31,

Blaine looked at Kurt almost crying tears of happiness. "Kurt, it's never felt weird or rushed, but right. That first night at your apartment falling asleep with you on the couch felt right." He started to say. "It's not unusual to be with you."

30, 29, 28, 27, 26, 25, 24, 23, 22, 21

Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes. "You got me through so much this year. And when you told me you wanted to be with me alone in our own apartment I thought it's time, time to be completely happy."

20, 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 12, 11

They looked at each other being completely in love. Then they heard the crowd start to count down.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5,

Blaine pulled Kurt closer to him.

4, 3, 2, 1!

Blaine kissed Kurt as they heard the crowd cheer in the New Year. This was as intense yet just as tender as their first kiss at the train station just before Blaine left.

2016 was full of empty days and hope. They broke their kiss. Kurt looked at Blaine and couldn't help but smile. "I love you."

"I love you too"

To Be Continued…