A/N:

Hey peeps! I just wanted to let y'all know that my next fic is a bad boy one and I am getting the chapters ready for when this one is done. This story is a bit longer than I thought. I hope you all join me for my next story coming soon!

Disclaimer: Don't own Glee or anything involved, just my imagination. ¤.¤

Warning: Language

A month later and Kurt had still not broke the news to his father and step mom. They both knew they had to send the save the date cards pretty soon which ment they needed to tell everyone. They couldn't just surprise them with the cards, that would ensure that everyone would chuck things at them or be angry for surprising them so sudden. Now that is was May and they would be getting out of school soon for summer beak they had more time to plan for their big day. Who was coming was easy to decide; of course the Glee Club, Mr. Schue and Mrs. Pillsbury, their parents and relatives, and friends of theirs. The one problem that they were having other than breaking the news to their family and friends was who would be Best Man/ Maid of Honor. There were just so many inspirational people they would love to showcase! There was also the problem with Blaine's biological father, would they invite him?

Of course not, that would be stupid, right? But I am still his son… But what is he goes all homophobic? Doesn't he deserve a chance to see his own sons wedding? No, he doesn't deserve to. If he wanted to be my father he would have not treated me like shit! All of these thoughts ran through Blaine's head countless times.

Kurt's input was simply, "Do you want him to come?"

No, the answer was no.

"I just don't want you to feel obligated to invite him, if you want him there then I won't stop you. Just do what you feel right, I'll support you either way." Kurt reassured with a pat to Blaine's back.

Blaine's face stiffened. "I don't want him there…"

"Then it's settled."

Blaine put a finger up to tell him he wasn't finished. "But I do want to send him a save the date card to rub it in."

Kurt nodded his hand in an understanding way.

Yeah, they knew where Blaine's father's whereabouts are. They aren't totally blinded on to where he is, but they do know little. He apparently moved to Pennsylvania to 'start a new life' with his new wife, Juliana. Blaine was forced to meet up with him last year because his mom made a deal to let him check on him every one and a while. His father claimed to 'still care' but Blaine knew it was a loud of shit and that his mom had bribed him by telling him if he would see him once a year than she would leave him alone. Anyways, he had seen Julia and she was a good twenty years younger than his father. She looked to be in her mid-twenties. It didn't take a genius to figure out what was going on there. His father still hated his guts for what 'he did to the family' and wasn't afraid to let him know when he got drunk. The one weekend he comes his father gets drunk on both nights... His dad did try to bound when he was not drunk over a car but it usually ended in yelling.

His dad was such a dick…

Kurt suddenly snapped his fingers which brought Blaine out of his thought process. "Blaine, Blaine! Are you listening?" He gave him a stern look.

Blaine decided to ignore that and ask a different question. "When are you going to tell your parents?"

Kurt looked frightened by the sudden question. Shit, it wasn't supposed to happen this early!

"Later." He shrugged and turned back to his binder.

"Kurt." Blaine scolded, "You were so nagging on me to tell your parents. Your being a bit of a hypocrite now."

Kurt just continued looking down. He knew it was time but he was scared to be quite frank. Every time Blaine would ask about this sort of thing he would say something like "I'm waiting for the right time" or "Wouldn't it be better to tell them in person". It's unusual to see Kurt so nervous about things.

Blaine sighed and turned to look Kurt in the eye's. "Look, I get it. You're nervous-"

"What? Nervous? Come on Blaine-" Kurt interrupted.

"Kurt, your nervous. I get why and I know you'll be fine, please just tell them soon. And hey, you've endured much harder things than this. Must I remind you of high school?"

Kurt shook his head no and looked into Blaine's eyes. "Thanks, I'll tell them right now."

Blaine looked surprised. "Now?"

"Yep." Kurt grabbed his laptop and set up Skype. He wanted to tell them in person at least.

"Does your dad have Skype?" Blaine asked curiously.

"Yeah, I got him one when I moved so we could see each other. He's kind of bad at it though." Kurt chuckled.

"Aren't all parents?" Blaine smirked.

The Skype was ringing indicating that they were connecting. Burt's face appeared on the screen and Kurt grasped Blaine's hand.

"Wait, how do you do this?" He heard his father say from the other end. "I can't see your faces- oh there you are!"

Kurt laughed. "Hi dad."

"Hi son, Blaine. You decided to talk to your old man?" Burt smiled. Taking off his signature baseball cap.

Kurt tensed and squeezed Blaine's hand harder. "Blaine and I actually have something to tell you."

Burt looked worried. "Wait, you only use that tone when you're scared or guilty about something. Did you steal something?"

Blaine laughed. "No Mr. Hummel. This is actually a happy thing."

"Oh no, I'm in for a surprise. Blaine doesn't use the Mr. Hummel unless he's trying to charm me." Burt said.

Kurt looked at Blaine and nodded. "Dad, can you get Carol?"

"Sure thing." Burt disappeared for a couple of minutes and returned with Carol.

"How are you doing boys?" Carol said. She was currently in her scrubs indicating she had just gotten home from her shift.

"Um, Blaine and I... we're engaged." Kurt said very fast and looked down.

"Did I hear that right?" Burt asked Carol. Carol was smiling and nodded to Burt.

"That's great boys!" Carol said.

Burt waited a minute to talk. "I'm happy for you two. Just answer a few things for me."

Kurt and Blaine nodded to say go ahead.

"You know getting married is a big commitment that means a lot. Trust, loyalty, friendship etcetera. When you marry someone your promising them your heart and soul, it's a big thing and I don't want you two to be in love with the idea of marriage instead of thinking about what it means."

"We are well aware of it. We know we're a bit young and maybe even naïve, but we love each other so much and want to take that step." Blaine said.

"I thought you'd say that. What do you say, Kurt?" Burt asked.

Kurt looked up at Burt's face from where he was in Lima Ohio on the screen.

"I would be honored to have Blaine as my husband," Wow, that word sounded good. "I know I may sound like I don't know what I'm doing but I knew in my heart that Blaine and I were going to be married at one point ever since that day behind the church." Kurt then looked at Blaine in the eye's. "I love you."

"I love you too." Blaine fought the urge to jump him with Burt staring at them but instead gave him a quick peck to the cheek.

"Okay, no need to get lovey dovey here." Burt joked. "I wish you both luck and I can't wait to walk you down that aisle Kurt."

Kurt smiled. "Love you dad, love you Carol."

"Bye boys." Carol waved.

"Bye." Blaine and Kurt said simotanuolously.

Kurt shut his lap top and turned to Blaine.

"Not so bad was it?" Blaine asked.

Kurt smiled. "Not nearly." Kurt's tone suddenly went deeper and lustful. "Now Blaine almost Anderson-Hummel, would you do me the honor of making out with me?"

Blaine smirked. "Well, Kurt almost Anderson-Hummel it would be my pleasure."

Kurt then fell back and Blaine was on top of him in an instant.

What a day…

"Rachel! You have to get the girls over here!" Kurt told Rachel frantically. They were in Rachel and Brittany's apartment and Santana was also there. It was six months until the wedding and Kurt needed his bridesmaids there! They all needed to go dress shopping so Kurt could order them. The only problem was that Rachel was supposed to tell all the girls to get here and she forgot.

"I totally forgot Kurt! I'll get them here in two days, I promise." Rachel vowed.

"Oh please Rachel, what makes you think they'll listen to you. I know for a fact that if you called me and told me to come over to New York in two days not only would I not come but I would take the opportunity to insult you on your many flaws. For one, you inability to remember things except for who Finn slept with and how many Grammy's Barbra Streisand has." Santana said from the couch, nail filer in hand.

"Eight." Rachel murmured.

"My point exactly, Lady Anderson-Hummel, you would see why it would be better to let me do this stuff. Also to let me be your maid of honor instead of her." Santana argued.

Rachel tried to make her stop talking but didn't get to it quick enough.

"Rachel's not my Maid of Honor- Rachel, did you tell her you were?" Kurt crossed his arms and gave her an evil stare.

"It may have slipped." Rachel squinted her face.

"I don't know who it's going to be or if it's a girl! This is why I don't want to tell anyone, they will all start fighting." Kurt sighed.

"I thought I was, since I'm better and more talented than everyone." Brittany said. She was sitting on a chair with her legs over the arm and her back on the seat part.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Santana, just get everyone here and we'll discuss this later."

"No problem Snow Queen." Santana saluted.

Kurt went out to his apartment and about seven hours later there was a knock. He opened the door to see a smirking Santana. Mercedes, Quinn, and Tina were standing there along with Rachel and Brittany.

"Is Blaine okay?" A puffy eyed Tina asked.

Kurt looked confused.

"Wha-" He began.

Blaine came out from the bedroom in sweatpants and a T-shirt.

"Am I what now?" He asked and then smiled at who was there.

"Hi-" He began.

Tina ran in and hugged him.

"Thank God." Tina sniffled.

"Santana, what did you tell them." Kurt asked with a hint of anger rising in his voice.

"I may have told them that Blaine was in a car wreck-" Santana explained.

"You what?! Santana that's serious, you probably scared the hell out of them." Blaine said patting a crying Tina's back.

Kurt sighed. "Okay, whatever."

Mercedes and Quinn gave Kurt and Blaine a hug and shot Santana an evil look.

"Sorry for Santana's rudeness but I'm glad you're all here. We have to go dress shopping tomorrow and I need your girls opinion on my tuxedo. Although Blaine demands me to see it, I won't let him." Kurt said and looked at Blaine.

Blaine put his hands up in surrender. "Alright, alright. I'll just go get you all some soda while you gossip about me." He teased and went to the kitchen.

"So since we've established that Blaine's not dead, what's been going on boy? Is New York what you thought it would be?" Mercedes asked.

Kurt smiled. "I love it here and it's a dream come true being engaged and living with Blaine but I miss you girls so much. Sometimes I just need to clear my head and paint nails and watch Wicked with my girls." The girls smiled.

"You know we're just a phone call away." Quinn said.

Kurt shrugged. "I know, but it's just not the same."

"True." She agreed.

"You still have us." Brittany added.

Kurt smiled and all of them went in for a hug. Blaine came out with glasses of soda.

"Wow, hate to interrupt anything but bon appétit." Blaine put the tray down on the coffee table and left.

"I'm going to go hang out with my friends." Blaine teased and left.

They all laughed.

"Do you ever get tired of that?" Tina asked.

"Never."

"I think this one's perfect." Rachel said crossing her arms. Rachel, Mercedes, Tina, Santana, Quinn, Brittany and Kurt were at the bridal dress store. Rachel was of course being her (not pleasant) usual self.

After a lot of debate Kurt had decided to make Rachel his Maid of Honor meaning she gets a dress that's a bit different from the other girls. It may seem like they hate each other most the time but truth be told, they were always there for each other secretly. Like the time Kurt purposely blew his chance at a Defying Gravity solo just to make Rachel feel better about herself. Or when Rachel helped him out with the whole Chandler thing and saved him from possibly ending things with Blaine. And heck, they even came to New York City together!

"Rachel, no." Kurt scoffed.

"Why?" She pouted.

"Because that looks like something that came right out of a Children's Place catalogue. It has a flower on it bigger than your fat head which is saying something." Santana said while texting. She was bored out of her mind and currently in a pink dress that looked like it belonged on a stripper. Kurt had let them all choose a dress to see their ideas and see if he could make it work but boy was that a bad decision. It was like a rainbow of colors and designs.

Kurt sighed, "Okay, here's the deal. I'm going to choose the next dress for you all to try on and get something a bit different for Rachel. Do not get up and wander around." He shot a look to Brittany. "We've been dress shopping for five hours straight now and I'm determined to actually find something that works." He then got up and went to a section of the bridesmaid dresses section.

His wedding colors were icy blue and silver, and just a hint of mild gold. He didn't want to over do it but he couldn't do red and white. Those are typical colors for a winter wedding.

As he sifted through the many blue dresses an older woman tapped his shoulder.

"So you need some help? The groom's department is next door." She said.

"Um, no. I actually am looking for my bridesmaids dresses." Kurt replied concentrating hard on a dress he picked up.

Her face filled with understandment. "Sorry. What colors are you looking for?"

"An icy blue dress, maybe some silver. I don't want them to be super long but don't want them to come to high above the knee." Kurt informed.

"Okay, I'll be right back." The woman said and went to the back room.

About ten minutes later she emerged with six different dresses. All the blue color Kurt was looking for, some even had silver beads on them.

They went to where the girls were all sitting and she began talking.

"What I'm going to do is get all six of you into these dresses. Mr. Hummel will tell you which one he likes the best and hopefully you will all go home with a prize." She smiled and all the girls disappeared into the dressing rooms leaving Kurt sitting by himself in a chair in front of the little platform.

Minutes later the girls returned in a line and Kurt gasped.

"You all look so pretty!" He complemented. Some of the girl's were smiling in delight for their love of the dresses and some were frowning at their hatred for them.

Kurt looked at them all carefully.

"I look like a cupcake." Mercedes said.

"Come on, you do not." Santana replied.

Mercedes gave her a look. "Easy for you to say when you can make a potato sack look stylish."

Santana just crossed her arms.

"You look beautiful, Mercedes." Kurt reassured her.

"Thanks."

"I think that one is it." Kurt said after a while. His eyes were focused on the one Quinn was wearing; it was a blue A-line dress with a sweet heart neckline, the hem fell just above the knee and was complete with a silver sash. It was simple but elegant, just Kurt's style.

"You think or you know?" Tina asked.

Kurt smiled. "That's it."

All the girls shared their agreement. Mercedes liked it as well as it showcased her curves and didn't make her look like a cupcake. Kurt purchased five of them for $115 each and now it was time to choose Rachel's dress.

"Five dresses to choose from Kurt, think, think." Kurt mumbled to himself.

"That one is pretty." Kurt said pointing to Santana's dress. It was a darker blue than the rest of them and flowed straight down that fell just below the knee, it was one sleeve that crossed over her chest. It had a silver headband that came with it also. Perfect.

Rachel (literally) squealed. "I love it, I love it!"

"Settle down Holly Hobbie, it's Hummel's decision." Santana said flatly.

"It's the one." Kurt smiled and ran to hug the girls.

They returned the hug and got changed into their regular clothes. Kurt paid for the $105 dress and they were on their way.

There was so much to do in such little time!

A/N:

So I got this posted a bit late but I did it before Glee tonight! Ha!

Reviews would be nice! ¦)

Bye!