A/N: Hey everyone. First of all a huge THANK YOU to all they have reviewed, Favorited, alerted, and read this fic and for having it at almost 4,000 views! I am very flattered that you all like this story!

Second of all, I do not need to tell you how crazy happy I am about Original Song. It is my new favorite episode and one of the biggest reasons is because of our favorite couple. If any of you have seen the video of the guy flailing and jumping on his bed, yeah, that was me in my common room at school, dancing and flailing around while squeeing very loudly.

Now about this story. Since it is now after Original Song, everything else will be A/U (duh), and I got to use some stuff from the episode within this chapter. I also thank all of you for waiting patiently. Again, I am just an extremely busy Junior in college (taking 24 credits worth of classes at 18 credits) so my schedule is crazy busy, and I thank all of you with being patient. There is one more chapter after this, the epilogue. So technically this is the end of the story, but there is one chapter left. When it will be published, I have no clue. This week was break, and then I jukp into end-of-the-semester craziness as well as THREE straight weeks of performances for me. So I ask you to please be patient as I finish my semester and I promise that I will update as soon as I can.

I also quickly borrowed yet again a couple of characters from Dalton and I promise that they are now back and safe. *patiently waits for newest chapter from CP*

One again, I apologize for any typos, since this story is unbeta'd.

Thank you guys so much again and I hope you enjoy this chapter! :)

~B

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee or any of its characters or actors. If that was the case, Darren would be mine. End of story.

"I'm bored. Let's see who won huh?" the over-intoxicated woman slurs as she takes out the paper from the envelope. As I stand there next to Blaine, I am freaking out. Were we good enough? Did I mess up my solo? What if Sue wins? It will not ruin us the Warblers but New Directions as well. I hold my breath.

"The New Directions! You're going to Nationals in New York!"

Screams of delight come from next to us as New Directions celebrates. I look over at Blaine who just shrugs a sympathetic shrug. I go over and hug Mercedes, Rachel and the rest of New Directions as Blaine shakes Mr. Schu's hand in congratulations. We walk off the stage and onto the bus for the ride back to Westerville. I can't help but smile as I notice that the whole way to the bus and to Dalton, Blaine never lets go of my hand...

So won't you come and Raise Your Glass for me? The song ends and the audience cheers from the applause. We run off stage in a high from our performance. I immediately get engulfed in a hug by Blaine the second I am off stage.

"That was amazing Kurt!" he says with a thousand-watt smile. I look at him, smiling ear-to-ear, and all I want to do is kiss him again. I see him lean in and just as I was about to feel his lips on mine again, I get bombarded by Warblers on all sides with hugs, pats on the back, high-fives and shouts of delight with the performance.

"Guys, guys, guys. Calm down, I thought I did fine. I was a nervous wreck."

"You certainly did not sound like one." Jeff said.

"Fantastic." Wes says.

"Brilliant." David calls.

"Better than me." Ethan calls out, with no strain on his voice at all. I open my mouth.

"Ethan! Why did you fake it? It was your solo!" I tell him.

"Yeah, but I have more opportunities for solos. This was your first and last time you will do a solo with us. We had to do something to let you go out on." Ethan says with a smirk. The rest of the Warblers nod in agreement. I turn to Blaine who has already turned a shade of scarlet and has a shit-eating grin on his face.

"But Blaine, why-"

"Because I know that you do not want to cause trouble or cause anything that would effect the group dynamic. So I put it upon myself to tell the Warblers. They understand and support you. Right guys?" Blaine says to the rest of the group who agree. I smile at the dark haired boy and the group of guys around me, and I feel so grateful to just be in this group.

"Thank you guys. It pains me to go, but I have to do what I have to do for my family. I am so grateful that I was able to be part of this group. You guys are absolutely fantastic and I promise that I will still go to all your performances and competitions." I say.

"Yeah, that's because lover-boy over there is still in the group." I hear Evan call out followed by general chuckles from the group.

"God, are you two dating yet?" Reed calls out.

"Just kiss already! I already lost $20 because you did not hook up before Regionals." David calls out. I look over at Blaine who is redder than a fire hydrant. I raise an eyebrow.

"Should we?" I say with a sly tone. He looks at me with a look that makes my knees turn into jelly. He looks at the group then back at me.

"Nahhh. They are not worthy. Come on, let's talk." he says grabbing my hand and leading me out of the backstage area and into the parking lot outside.

"Don't follow us." Blaine calls behind him. I hear groans from the collective group as the door closes. We walk beyond the parking lot to a grassy patch beyond it under a tree. The early-Spring sun is warm compared to the slightly chilly breeze that blows gently every few minutes. I seem to notice that as we walk towards the tree that he has yet to let go of my hand, and let me tell you, it feels great.

We stand there, hands still intertwined, in silence.

"So..." Blaine breaks the silence.

"So..." I nervously giggle.

"You really were amazing." he says.

"Thank you. You were great as well. You might have taught P!nk a lesson, it was that great." I say.

"Thanks." he says with a slight blush in his cheeks. Silence again. What to say?

"Blaine..." I start, letting go of his hand, stepping away a couple of steps. I look down at a dandelion in the grass.

"Yes?"

"What you said- what you said earlier, backstage...did you mean it?" I ask him, my heart pounding in my chest, focusing on the dandelion. I start rambling, slightly pacing, arms flailing. "Like really? Do you really mean it? Because I don't think that I can handle if you were lying, Was it so I could calm down before I went on? Are the rest of the Warblers in on this-"

"Kurt..."

"Were they playing along? Because I can't handle something like that,"

"Kurt..."

"...especially after what happened that night-"

"KURT!" I hear Blaine yell.

"What?" I spin around to see him inches next to me.

"Oh, hi." I say nervously taking a small step back.

"Hi." he says with a slight giggle. He reaches out and grabs my hand again.

"Kurt." he says. I look at him.

"Yeah?" I answer. He looks at me with a heart-warming look in his eyes and smiles.

"I promise. I have meant everything I said. I did not lie when I said that I remember what happened after Rachel's party."

"Oh." I say, my cheeks turning pink. He takes my other hand.

"I mean it. Every action I may have done, any word I may have said, even if I was half-asleep and sobering up at the time." he laughs. I giggle.

"You move me, Kurt." he says looking into my eyes. "I knew that there was something the moment we met that day at the staircase. You had that...aura about yourself that I found mesmerizing. You are sweet. You are kind. You are funny, talented, fashionable, adorable, handsome. I mean, come on! How could I not fall for you." he asks, blushing.

"Wait...so...you really do-?" I ask, in shock.

"Well...yeah." he says letting go of one of my hands to rub the back of his neck.

"Please don't judge me..." he says. I give him a look.

"Okay, you can judge me." he says, turning a deeper shade of pink, still rubbing his neck.

"I think it's adorable." I say, grabbing his arm, then his free hand. "I think you're adorable." I tell him. He smiles at me.

"Everything about you is nothing short of adorable. The way you get into a song when you sing, the way your hair curls when the gallons of hair gel starts to wear off, the say you lick the coffee off of your stirrer when we get coffee." I chuckle. He smiles.

"And most of all..." I let go of one of his hands and lift up his cheek, making him look into my eyes. "...is the way you look at me, the way you make me turn into a puddle of goo every time you look at me or even when you walk into a room." I smile.

"Blaine, I fell for you the first moment I saw you. I fell even harder a few minutes later when you sang to me. I thought to myself Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you forever. You make me feel good about myself. You have given me confidence. You have given me the courage I need to get through the day. You make me happy. How can I not fall in love with the guy that does that?" I smile. He looks at me in a way that I have not seen before, like he is seeing me in a new light, like he's picturing a future with us. He then breaks out into this shy smile.

"You really-" I cut him with me jumping on top of him, toppling him on the soft grass and crashing my lips on his. I have been wanting to do that for months. At first he didn't do anything, he is just frozen. I then feel him snaking his arm around my waist, pulling me closer, his other hand on my cheek, him tilting his head to get better access. He opens his mouth and I seize the opportunity, slipping my tongue in his mouth. Cheesus this feels so good. I get caught off guard when he grabs my waist and flips us over so he is now on top of me. I chuckle softly as he looks at me.

"I love you." I hear him softly say with a smile that leaves me breathless. I can't help but smile a thousand-watt while.

"I love you too." I breathe out as he dives in and attacks my mouth with his. So here we are, on the grass, exploring each other. I could not have it any other way.

The sudden feeling of vibration on my hip, startles us. We break our kissing as Blaine checks to see he has a text message. He looks at it and chuckles.

"What?" I ask. He just smiles as I see the text from Wes:

Will you guys stop sucking face for one moment? 1.) New Directions is about to go on and 2.) You are going to get grass on your uniforms.

Blaine looks behind him to see Wes, David, and the rest of the Warblers smashed up against the window, looking out to where we are. We both give the group death glares and they immediately step away, giving us kissy faces and winks as they get out of view. We both laugh as we both turn a shade of scarlet.

"Come on," Blaine says getting up and reaching out a hand. "we better get inside before they think we are doing something more..." he says wiggling his eyebrows. I hip him when I get up. As we walk back to the building, our hands stay together, fingers intertwined...

Wes and David are some of the last people to exit the bus.

"Should we wake them?" David asks Wes.

"Well, yeah. They both have to get home. Whether they go to the same place or not, is all them. They both had a pretty exciting day." he smiles. "Which reminds me..." Wes says holding out his hand. David groans as he fishes in his pocket and hands Wes a crisp $20 bill.

"I told you they would hook up at Regionals." Wes says slyly.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah...just wake up Sleeping Beauty and his prince." David says, before exiting. Wes softly chuckles as he looks at the two sleeping, Kurt's head on Blaine's shoulder and Blaine's head resting on top of Kurt's head. They both seem to be in a state of bliss, both sleeping soundly, smiles on both of their faces. He notices that their hands are held, fingers intertwined. It's so nice to finally see both of them happy. he thinks as he reaches over and wakes the happy couple up...