I'm incredibly sorry that I'm updating so fracking late. It was the week of my school's musical and I had no time to write anything. But, I made this chapter pretty long. So, enjoy!
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Chapter 10
Friday came along quickly, and the boys felt completely prepared for auditions. They continued to check the sign-up sheet, but everyday Artie was the last name they saw written.
"Is that enough people to form a glee club?" Blaine asked Kurt.
"I don't know. But, I'm sure more people will join after the initial audition," Kurt answered.
"I hope so," Blaine said. "So, here's the plan for this weekend. We go to auditions. Then, you can go home and I'll go to practice. We'll meet up again after my game, then we'll go to your house to sleep. Then, we have the party Saturday night. You're sure you want to go, right?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded his head. "Okay, so we'll go to the party and then go back to either my house or your house,"
"Good plan. Aren't you nervous? About auditions and your first game," Kurt asked.
"No, not really. I don't think I'll be nervous until five seconds before auditions. That's how it always works. It takes a while for things to hit me. And, it hasn't hit me yet that I'm auditioning and that I have my first game today," Blaine explained. "Also, my excitement would overpower my nerves, anyway."
"Excitement?"
"For this weekend. We're having a double sleepover. Do you realize how much time we've spent together and how much time we will spend together? It's nice thinking about how much fun I could have with you after only be friends for a little over a week. It makes me excited to know that we have the rest of our high school lives to spend together," Blaine said.
The sound of their teacher's voice made Kurt jump. "Blaine, since you're talking so much, I'll assume you've finished the worksheet." Blaine smiled at her.
"Yes, ma'am. Front and back," he stated. He got stood up, handed her the paper, and headed toward the door.
"Where do you think you're going?" the teacher called at him.
Blaine turned to her and smiled, and right as he did, the bell rang. Kurt was shocked at Blaine's attitude, but then remembered that that's what Blaine used to be like. It's what he had to be like in order to make friends at his old school. He had to misbehave and be unafraid of authority and unaffected by the consequences of his own actions. It was his cry for attention.
And then Kurt remembered something else. The day before he met Blaine, he heard the girls in his class say that Blaine was "smart but didn't try hard enough." Just like almost all of the jocks. Blaine opened up to Kurt and was kind and smart when he spoke with Kurt. But, around everyone else, he was nothing less than a smartass.
Kurt liked that, though. It was like Blaine was only truly himself when he was around Kurt. That made Kurt feel special.
"So, I'll meet you at your locker before auditions," Blaine said to Kurt in the hallway.
"Alright. See you then," Kurt said before they parted ways.
Kurt sat next to Tina in his next class. "Ready for auditions?" he said with a half-smile. She looked up at him.
"I'm n-nervous. But excited," she responded.
"Don't be nervous. I'm sure you're going to make it. I highly doubt he'll cut anyone," Kurt assured Tina.
"I just want to sound g-g-good," she said. Kurt nodded his head.
"I understand. I want to sound good, too. I want to make a superb first impression on Schuester so he'll consider me for solos and stuff. And I want everyone to think that I sound great, too, because I want everyone to respect me as a singer, you know?"
"I thought that, t-too. But, it will be hard to make a good impression when we're compared to R-Rachel Berry," Tina told him. Kurt took his eyes off the teacher to look at Tina.
"What do you mean? Is she that good?" Kurt asked worriedly.
"She's amazing, Kurt. She's Broadway material for sure. And, since she signed up first, she'll audition first, and no one will sound good after her. She's a tough act to follow," Tina explained. Kurt signed.
"Great. Blaine's going right after Rachel. I have no idea what Blaine sounds like, but I hope he's good enough to compete with her," Kurt said to Tina.
"Blaine, huh? He's the new guy, right? Are you two d-dating?" Tina questioned. Kurt blushed.
"Uh, no, we're not. We're just close friends," Kurt answered.
"How close can you be with someone you've only known for a week?"
"You'd be surprised. He's the best friend I've ever had. Well, he's the only friend. But, I guess that makes him the best. And, I care about him. A lot," Kurt said.
"Well, now w-we're friends, K-Kurt. And, it sounds to me like you would rather be more than friends with him," Tina said, nudging Kurt.
Kurt chuckled. "Yeah, maybe," Kurt admitted.
"Well, Kurt! Ask him out, what are you waiting for?"
Kurt didn't want to reveal to Tina that Blaine was not sure of himself and of his feelings. That was Blaine's business only. "I don't think he plays for my team," Kurt lied.
"S-sorry, Kurt. Must be hard to n-not have a ch-chance at romance. I hope you find a guy," Tina said. Kurt smiled. He could see himself being great friends with Tina.
"Thanks, Tina," he said.
Kurt met up with Blaine after their last classes of the day. "Hey there," Blaine greeted Kurt at his locker. Kurt shut the locker and smiled.
"Hey. You ready?" he asked. He recalled Blaine saying earlier that he would get nervous right before the audition.
"I think so," Blaine said.
"I heard that Rachel Berry is really good. And she's going to be going right before you. So, sing well," Kurt advised him. "But not too well, because I'm going after you," he said jokingly.
Blaine smiled. "Okay. Thanks," he said. Kurt could tell that he was a little nervous.
"Do you want to head to the auditorium? I'm sure no one else is in there yet, so maybe we can go practice. Auditions start in, like, fifteen minutes," Kurt suggested.
"Yeah, we can head over to the auditorium." Blaine followed Kurt and they entered through a side door.
They sat down in the audience and took out sheet music. Kurt sang his song quietly to himself. He looked up at Blaine, who was sitting a few seats away, and he noticed Blaine was only mouthing the words.
They heard a door open loudly and they both looked up. They saw a tiny girl with a horse sweater skip onto the stage from the wings. Blaine cleared his throat as she walked toward the center of the stage, and she stopped to scan the audience. She met eyes with Blaine, then Kurt.
"Hello, boys. Preparing for auditions?" she asked. She hopped of the stage and walked toward them. She sat down right in front of their row and turned to face them.
"I'm Rachel. Rachel Berry," she stated. Kurt smiled at her.
"I'm Kurt. This is Blaine," Kurt said, nudging Blaine's side.
"Well, it's nice to meet you both."
Mr. Schuester walked in after that, followed by Mercedes and Tina, who helped Artie get into the auditorium.
"Looks like a lot of us are early," Schuester said. They waited five minutes for three Cheerios to walk in, one of which threw a wink in Blaine's direction. Kurt noticed and tried not to act angry. Blaine barely reacted.
"Let's get started, if everyone's here. Unless anyone would like to volunteer to go first, I'm just going to go by the order of the sign-up sheet," he paused and waited for someone to volunteer, but no one did, so he checked the list that he had sitting in front of him.
"Okay. Rachel Berry, you're up."
Rachel strutted onto the stage. Her confidence was intimidating. Kurt looked at Blaine, but Blaine's eyes were on Rachel. He seemed almost bored, yet intrigued.
Rachel sang On My Own, which made Kurt scared because his song was from the same musical. He didn't want it to seem like he was copying her. He thought she sounded beautiful, which made him nervous.
Schuester called Blaine's name next, and Blaine smiled at Kurt warmly before standing and walking onto the stage.
"I'm Blaine Anderson," his voice echoed through the seats. "And I'll be performing Girls/Girls/Boys by Panic! At The Disco," he announced.
Blaine put his ipod into a speaker and the soundtrack began playing. He sang and the whole room fell quiet. Kurt's eyes were glued on Blaine, and all he heard was pure happiness and sunshine come out of Blaine's mouth.
Blaine tried not to look at anyone when he sang. He reached the chorus and slowly began looking at everyone. But, he looked over their heads instead of at their faces.
Girls love girls and boys
Girls love girls and boys
He sang to no one in particular. His eyes were searching for Kurt in the small group, though.
And never did I think that I, would be caught in the way you got me
But girls love girls and boys
His eyes met Kurt's on the last line of the chorus
Love is not a choice, he sang right to Kurt.
He spent the rest of the song looking over everyone's head again. He would occasionally look at Kurt, who was looking right back at him with awe.
He finished the last line while looking into Kurt's eyes. Kurt suppressed small tears. He was in shock. Blaine was way better than he ever would have thought. He was completely awestruck.
Everyone began clapping and cheering, including Rachel. Blaine smiled slightly and walked off the stage and sat back next to Kurt.
"Blaine. I can't believe how wonderful you are," Kurt whispered.
"Well, Blaine, that was great. You're talented. Next we have, Mr. Kurt Hummel," Schuester announced.
Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand quickly, squeezed it, and then let go. The action sent butterflies through Kurt's stomach and gave him the energy to give the best performance he could. Since Blaine had already heard the song, he didn't feel the need to pay special attention. So, he sat back and allowed himself to relax while listening to what he thought was the most beautiful sound in the world: Kurt's voice.
When Kurt finished his song, everyone clapped and cheered just as much as they did for Blaine, which made Kurt feel confident.
"That was fantastic," Blaine commented as Kurt sat back down. Kurt smiled and mouthed "thank you."
They sat through the rest of auditions and clapped politely after each performance. Blaine thought that Kurt had the best voice out of all of them, and Kurt felt the same way about Blaine.
By the time everyone had finished their songs, and Schuester had talked for too long, it was almost four. Quinn approached the boys as they were exiting the auditorium, which two Cheerio girls lingering behind her.
"Hey, Blaine. Can't wait to watch you win tonight's game," she said. Kurt tried to walk away, but Blaine grabbed his wrist.
"Thanks Quinn," he turned to leave but she interrupted him.
"What's the rush? You don't have to be on the field for another forty minutes," she said sweetly.
"Yeah, well, I want to walk Kurt to his dad's car," he stated bluntly and turned to leave. It filled Kurt with relief to see that Blaine had no interest in Quinn. "I'll see you tonight," he said to her as they left the auditorium.
He walked Kurt out to the parking lot where Kurt's father was waiting to get him. "Okay, be back here at five fifty-ish to get a seat in the front of the bleachers to see the game," Blaine reminded Kurt as they walked nearer to the car.
"I will. Don't worry Blaine, I wouldn't miss it for the world. Is your family coming?" Kurt asked.
"Yes, unfortunately," Blaine sighed. "It makes me nervous when my dad comes to see me play. He gets mad if I mess up. That's why I'm going straight to your house after the game. I might not even stop to say hi to my family before they head back to the house."
"You really dislike them that much?" Kurt questioned.
"I don't dislike them. I love them, because, you know, they're my parents. I just don't always want to see them all the time," Blaine said.
They reached the car and Kurt hugged Blaine. "Good luck," he said. Blaine hugged him back.
"Thanks, Kurt. I'll see you later," he answered. They separated and Kurt hopped into the car without making eye contact with his dad, who obviously just witnessed that moment.
Blaine waved as they drove off, then headed back into the school to get ready.
"Just a friend, kiddo?" Burt questioned.
"Still just a friend, dad. I think he might actually date a cheerleader. Like, a girl cheerleader," Kurt lied. He would say whatever it took to get his father off his case about Blaine. Every time Kurt and Blaine texted or spoke over the phone, Burt would jump in and ask what they're talking about. Kurt would say nothing, which was sometimes true and sometimes not.
"Okay. I'll be fine with it either way. You just gotta tell me," he said.
"Dad, I've said this a thousand times. If something happens between us, I'd tell you," Kurt replied. He wasn't sure if that was the truth or not. If he did date Blaine, of course he would want to share the news with his dad. But, he wouldn't want his dad to get overprotective about it, so he might hold back on sharing the information.
This was something that Kurt caught himself thinking about far too often. "If Blaine and I dated, we'd do this. And we'd tell these people. And we'd do these things together." He was almost expecting it to happen.
Kurt drove around with his dad until they had to get back to the school. Kurt felt a little warm, but he kept on his sweater to hide scars from his dad.
After a while of driving and stopping to eat and getting drinks at Dunkin Donuts, they decided to head back to the school.
"I never thought I'd see the day where I would be driving to a football game with you," Burt said to Kurt.
"I still don't like football. You know that," Kurt said tiredly.
"I know. And it's okay that you don't. I mean, yeah, I always wanted my son to follow in my foot steps and be on the varsity team his freshman year, but it's okay that-"
"Dad, stop. You tried to force me into football at a young age, and I never liked it. I appreciated it when you stopped trying. But I don't want to feel bad all the time for not giving you what you wanted in a son," Kurt said. He knew his dad would do this. He always wanted a football star as a son, and now was the perfect time to bring it up. Kurt became frustrated. He scratched at his arm.
"You're all I wanted in a son, Kurt," Burt said.
"Don't lie. It's okay that I'm not the son you wanted. But, don't pretend that I'm exactly what you wanted," Kurt felt his cheeks heat up.
"Okay, I'll admit I wanted an athlete. But, am I upset with the way you turned out? No. I'm glad you never played sports. I'm glad you chose music. I can be a proud father about your voice without worrying that you'll injure yourself or break a bone. Unless you fall off stage. Sorry for bringing it up, Kurt. I didn't even mean it like that. All I meant was that I'm happy to enjoy my favorite sport with my favorite guy," Burt explained.
"Well, just don't forget. I'm here for Blaine. Not for myself," he said back. He tried not to sound harsh.
"Is that sweater making you itch? Take it off, it's nice and warm in the car," Burt said as he noticed Kurt scratching at his arms. Kurt blushed.
"No, we'll be outside soon. And, it'll get colder as the night goes on," Kurt
Kurt and Burt got to the bleachers and sat quietly until the game started. Right before Blaine ran onto the field, he caught sight of Kurt. He looked right at him and gave the biggest smiled in the world before running onto the field. Kurt's smile remained un-faded for minutes after.
Burt shook his head. "Just friends my ass," he mumbled.