Hey! So this is a story I had in mind since I saw 'All or nothing'. I really wanted to write what I had in mind, but I right after I started, I got the news of Cory Monteith's passing. It was a real shock, especially since I didn't realize how much I like glee at that time. I had never been so upset by a celebrity's death before. So I forgot about that story, and I didn't want to write anymore, because I knew everything I was writing would never happen in the actual show, not with one of the main characters missing. But in the past few weeks, since 'The Quarterback', I've been thinking that it would be a good idea to write what I had in mind, because it couldn't happen on the show.
So, here is the story, I really hope you like it, since it's the first fic I care so much about. I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes, but English is not my first language, and this is actually my very first story in English. Also, I don't know how often I'll be able to update, since it's my last year of high school, and schoolwork takes a loooot of my time.
Anyway, enjoy! xx
Everyone was cheering Emma and Will in the choir room. The students of New Directions were slowly starting to believe that their teacher would never get married, but he did, and when nobody was expecting it.
Blaine knew it was his chance to ask Kurt. He looked across the room, where his best friend, Sam, stood. He saw the worried glance Sam gave him. Sam's eyes strayed on Kurt, and then back on Blaine. He mouthed 'not in here', knowing there was no way to keep Blaine from proposing. His only hope was that he wouldn't do it in front of everyone else, in case Kurt chose to say 'no'.
Blaine sighed, but nodded. He quickly put the velvet box in his pocket, and tucked Kurt's elbow.
« Yes? », the taller boy said.
« Can I talk to you? », Blaine asked. « In private. », he added.
« Sure! We can leave now, nobody will notice we're missing. » Kurt assured.
And Blaine could tell he was right. Everyone was still cheering for Mr Schue's wedding.
When they got into the hallway, Blaine felt his confidence tear up a little. Kurt was standing in front of him, patiently waiting for him to say something, a questioning look on his beautiful face, looking more gorgeous than ever. 'How could he possibly say yes to me?', Blaine thought. How could Kurt forgive him? Wasn't he dating some guy named Adam? What if Kurt didn't love him anymore? He would understand, but he most definitely wouldn't be able to cope with that.
Seeing Blaine was lost in thoughts, Kurt decided to wake him up.
« Penny for your thoughts? »
« What? Hmm, yeah, s...sorry. I...I wanted to ask you something, but it...it's kinda hard and I...I don't know where to start. », Blaine stuttered.
« Do you want to ask me if I'm going to be there for Nationals? » Kurt joked.
Kurt laugh stuck in his throat when he noticed Blaine's face falling. What had he said? Blaine really wanted to hit himself. He could say really stupid things when he was nervous. He had asked Kurt if he was going to stick around for Regionals because he didn't have the guts to propose. But he was going to do it no matter what.
« Blaine, I'm sorry. That was probably a stupid thing to say, but you know you can tell me anything, right? », Kurt said, curious and worried about what could possibly be going on with Blaine.
Blaine nodded, and took Kurt's hand. He started to run with Kurt in tow.
« Blaine? Where are we going? » Kurt asked, anxious.
Blaine didn't answer. Both boys were reminded of another school, Dalton, when Blaine had taken Kurt's hand to lead him through the hallways, only minutes after they had met. Kurt couldn't help but smile at the thought, but Blaine was too nervous to do so.
They finally got to the auditorium, which was now empty. Blaine led the taller boy onto the stage.
« OK, Blaine. Can you please tell me what is going on here? », Kurt pleaded.
« Yes. But you have to promise you won't interrupt me, OK? », the shorter boy asked.
« Right, I promise, but I need to know what's up with you. »
« Yes, er... So, back in October, I made the worst mistake possible. I cheated on you. With a guy I didn't even know. And you don't know how sick I felt after that. I told you I did this because I was lonely and everything. And it was true, I mean, if you were there with me, I wouldn't have done that, but the main reason was that I was weak. I mean, you said it yourself, you were lonely too, and yet, you did not do that. What I did to you was unforgivable. After all, weren't I the one who confronted you in front of the Glee club for a couple of texts? So after that, I felt horrible. I was disgusted by myself, what I did to you. I felt worthless, I didn't even want to sing anymore. And I wanted to die. I didn't deserve to live after what I did to you. You were my reason to live, but you didn't want to talk to me. The glee club didn't even need me. I wanted to go back to Dalton, to the Warblers. But I guessed it would have been worse, since that's where we met. Nobody wanted me, nobody needed me. What was my reason to live? I had none. So I started considering... »
At that point of his speech, Blaine stopped and breathed heavily. Kurt was staring at the floor, but he lifted his head to look into Blaine's hazel eyes. Kurt was crying and biting his lip because he didn't want to interrupt Blaine. Then the shorter boy started to cry, and Kurt could not help but speak.
« I'm so sorry, Blaine. I...I should have been there for you. We'd promised we'd always be there for each other. »
« Don't be silly, Kurt. I deserved that. What I did was truly awful. »
« You're still my best friend, Blaine. And...I can't bear the thought of losing you. What if you had gone forever and the last thing I told you was something like 'I don't trust you anymore'. »
The other boy shook his head.
« Like I said, I deserved it. Anyway, Sam managed to make me understand that the Glee club needed me and that I needed to stop hating myself. So I did. I became more involved in Glee club and started spending more time with Sam and Tina. They were great friends, of course, but they weren't you. When you called me on Thanksgiving, it was, like, the best day of my life. You were talking to me ! And ever since then, we started to grow closer to what we were before. It's not awkward between us anymore, and after what happened on Valentine's Day... »
Blaine stopped talking and gave Kurt a watery smile. The taller boy wiggled his eyebrows in response. Both of them chuckled.
« I...I love you, Kurt. And...I don't even know how you feel about me! I mean, after what I've done, you probably haven't forgiven me yet, and I don't know if you will ever do that, but I have to let you know that I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. This is why I'm asking you if you want to marry me. », Blaine breathed out, kneeling.
Kurt's eyebrows shot upwards and his eyes widened. He wasn't expecting that. He had thought Blaine was only going to ask him out.
« I...I'm sorry Blaine, I...Oh God. I'd never thought you would do that. I...I mean we can't get married! »
Blaine's face fell, and he said:
« Alright, I understand... »
« No, I don't think you do. I've forgiven you, Blaine. A long time ago, even if I didn't realize that until now. And I love you, I've never stopped loving you. That was my problem, because I couldn't get over you, no matter how much I wanted to. And that's because we're not done, Blaine. And, I do appreciate the grandeur of your gesture, but you know what I think about people our age getting married, think about Finchel last year. Besides, we're not even together right now! »
Blaine's expression was a mix of hope and disappointment.
« So, Blaine, now that everything is clear between us, will you be my boyfriend again? » Kurt asked with a bright smile.
« What? Of course! » Blaine yelled, giving Kurt a look of adoration.
Then he added:
« So you've forgiven me? And you love me? I must be dreaming. »
« Of course I love you, what did you think? And I've forgiven you, and I know you won't make the same mistake twice, so...I'm giving you a second chance. »
« I love you, Kurt Hummel. »
« I know. Now, will you kiss me, or do I have to beg you? » Kurt teased.
Blaine giggled, but obliged. When they parted, Kurt added:
« Oh, and Blaine? Keep the ring. You know...for the future...you never know, after all. »
Blaine gave Kurt a huge grin before kissing him again.
When they reached the choir room, holding hands, Santana was there, waiting for them, hands on her hips.
« Where have you been?! » She screamed, before adding « Wait, if you were having a make out session on the backseat of a car, then spare me the details. »
Kurt rolled his eyes, and Blaine smiled. Then the black-haired girl notice her friends' intertwined hands.
« No. Freakin'. Way. You are holding hands, the Hobbit has that look of adoration all over his face, and Porcelain is as red as a freakin' tomato. And I swear that's a hickey on your neck, Hummel. This can only mean one thing. What everyone's been waiting for...KLAINE IS BACK ON! »She screamed.
« Klaine? » Blaine asked.
« Yes. Yes, we're back together. » Kurt said at the same time.
« Well, it's about time! » Santana joked.
Kurt glared at her bitchily.
« Don't look at me like that, Porcelain. I taught you the bitch glare. But seriously, I'm happy for you. You're my second favorite couple of all times, but don't tell that to anyone! »
« Second? » Blaine asked, obviously wondering who the first was.
Kurt gave him a warning look, and Santana's smile faded.
« Yeah. I'm gonna get Britt, to tell her the news. She's leaving for Boston tomorrow, you know. And she won't get that much time off MIT, so we won't be seeing her a lot. »
Blaine wanted to beat himself. How could anyone be so oblivious?
« I'm sorry, Santana. » The curly haired boy whispered.
Santana gave him a half smile that didn't reach her eyes.
« Never mind, Hobbit. Congrats. »
She left the room before any of the boys could notice the tears welling up in her eyes.
Later that night, when Kurt got home with Sam, he was nervous about telling his father without knowing why.
After all, his father was the one who brought Blaine to New York for Christmas. He obviously wanted them to sort things out. Noticing Kurt was nervous, Sam raised his voice.
« Man, it's gonna be OK. I mean, your dad loves Blaine, and he actually told me he wanted you to be happy and that you were happier when you were with Blaine. »
« Did he? Well, thanks Sam, for everything. » Kurt answered in a soft voice.
« Er...Sure.» Sam said, not really knowing what the other boy was talking about.
« I mean about Blaine. You were there for him when I was not. Without you, I don't know what he could have done... »
Sam cleared his throat before answering:
« Well, of course...I mean, he's like a brother to me! So I told him what he did to you wasn't cool, but he couldn't spend the rest of his life beating himself for that. And I kept an eye on him for you, 'cause I knew you'd feel really bad if anything happened to him. And I owe you that, you helped me when my family lived in that motel, and you welcomed me in your house! »
Kurt shrugged.
« That's what friends do for each other, isn't it? So it's no big deal. »
The boys smiled and fell silent. They finally reached the Hummel-Hudson household (Or Hudmel as everyone in Glee club called it). Burt and Carole were waiting for them in the kitchen.
« Oh, there you are! I didn't think you'd come home so late! What happened? » Carole said.
« Mr. Schue and Ms. Pillsbury got married in the choir room. It was pretty epic! » Sam chuckled in response.
« So Schuester got married? That's great! » Burt approved.
« But...they just got married like that? In the choir room? » Carole asked, a little disappointed.
« Yeah, I suppose Ms. Pillsbury got a little too stressed by planning her wedding on Valentine's Day, so they just didn't want to plan that one. » Kurt replied.
« Right. Now, kiddo, you gon' tell me why you look so happy. I know you appreciate surprise weddings, but not that much. Somethin' else happened. Not that I mind, just being curious. »
Kurt opened and closed his mouth, still surprised by how well his father knew him. It often felt as though Burt could read his son's mind.
« You're right. Erm...In fact, Blaine asked me if I wanted to be his boyfriend again, and I said yes, so we're together again! » Kurt squealed happily.
« Kurt, honey, that's amazing! I'm really happy for you! » Carole piped back.
Burt, on the other hand, looked puzzled.
« And...That's all? I mean...you're not gonna get married, are you? » He asked in a low voice.
« Burt! » Carole warned her husband.
Kurt gasped. Was he really so obvious? How could his father know about that?
« Of course not, Dad! I mean, we're obviously too young for that! Why would you even think about us getting married? » Kurt shouted while reddening.
« Well, kiddo, I have to agree: you're too young. And I guess I was just scared that Blaine could have been a little desperate. Proposing sounds like something he could have done. » Burt answered quickly.
« I guess... » Kurt replied, looking away.
« Soooo, Carole, do you need help setting the table? », Sam asked.
Kurt looked at him and mouthed 'Thank you'. Sam nodded. Carole answered that dinner was ready, and the table already set. Kurt and Sam tried to keep the conversation off the 'Blaine' topic while they were eating.
A week later, when Santana got home, Rachel and Kurt were both already there, apparently watching Funny Girl for the umpteenth time. She rolled her eyes at that. Some things were never going to change
« Hey, guys! », Santana said.
« Hey San! How's it been at work? », Rachel asked, putting her movie on pause.
Santana smiled. That simple gesture showed how much Rachel had come to care about her. One year ago, she would NEVER have considered talking to Santana – or anyone, for that matter – rather than seeing her idol Barbra Streisand on screen.
« It's been okay, I guess. Anyway, I wanted to talk to you two about last time. You know, when you said I shouldn't be working there and everything. »
« Oh...We're sorry we offended you. It's your life after all, so we shouldn't intervene, but... », Kurt began.
« Yeah, but what Kurt means is that even though it's your life, we're your friends, so we worry about you! » Rachel finished.
« I know all of that, and don't worry, I wasn't offended, you need to stop being so theatrical, Porcelain. What I wanted to tell you is that...you were right. It's not what I want to do with my life. But I didn't know what it was that I wanted to do. Until that day when I met Kurt's boss and we told stories about the ballet classes we took as kids. And I remember just how happy I felt when I was there. I never felt that happy again, except when I was singing and dancing in Glee Club. So I decided that is what I want to do with my life. »
« Great! See, Santana, I told you you're one of the most talented people I know! » Rachel chirped.
« Thanks, Berry, but calm down a little, okay? So this happened like a month and a half ago, right? Well I decided to apply to a school here in New York...and I got in! » Santana beamed.
« That is amazing, Satan! I'm so proud of you! But which school is it? » Kurt asked.
« It's not...it's not NYADA, right? » Rachel asked, slightly worried.
« No Berry, it's not. I'm no Broadway material! No, I actually got into Tisch. Into the dancing and vocal training program. »
« TISCH? YOU GOT INTO TISCH? Santana this is A-MA-ZING! » Rachel yelled. « It's like one of the best schools in New York! »
« Yeah, well, I'm one of the best singers in New York City, aren't I? » Santana joked. « But I had to keep the job. You know, to pay the rent and everything. I'll try to find a better one, though. »
« You are one of the best, definitely », Kurt said. « Well, girls, I say we need to celebrate this! »
« And I say you're right! » Rachel nodded.
« I'm always right, Rae! », the young man answered.
Both girls laughed at the seriousness in his voice.
« Of course you are, Lady Hummel! »
Later that night, the three friends were on their way back to their apartment from the NYADA karaoke bar Callbacks when Rachel got a call.
« Yes...Yes this is she. Er...Okay. Yes, I see. R...Really? I...Thank you! This is amazing! Thank you so much! Yes, right. Thanks again. »
Then she hung up and looked up at her two friends, a huge grin across her face.
« Now, Rachel, what was that? » Kurt asked, raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow.
« That was the producer of Funny Girl. And, Kurt...I am playing Fanny Brice! They picked ME! »
« Rach', are you kidding me? This is awesome! I knew they would choose you, though you're the best! »
« Thanks, Kurt! » Rachel squealed, throwing her arms around his neck.
« I'm really proud of you, Rachel. I know this was your dream. Even though I don't understand how one person can worship a musical as you do Funny Girl, I'm happy for you. », Santana said before adding a small 'Yay!' clapping her hands.
« Thanks, Santana. It means a lot to me, you know. Right now, I feel like the luckiest girl on the planet. I'm living in New York with the most amazing friends ever, studying at NYADA, and in the fall, I'll be playing Fanny Brice on Broadway. How incredible is that? And to think one year ago I was thinking that I would stay a Lima loser forever! »
« Aww...Stop Rae, you're gonna make me cry », Kurt cooed. « But it's true. The best things are happening to us. I mean...You're playing Fanny Brice, Santana got into Tisch, and I got back with Blaine! »
A few weeks later, Kurt decided to call Blaine. He had not done that for, like, twenty-four hours. And he missed Blaine. He missed him more every day, knowing that they were soon going to be together in the city of their dreams. Kurt could not wait. He laughed at how cliché his thoughts sounded. Sometimes he felt like his brain was playing a bad romantic movie.
Blaine picked up at the first ring.
« Well, well, Anderson...are you so eager to answer my phone calls? Does it mean you've been missing me? »
« You know I miss you, Kurt. And don't pretend you don't miss me just as much. And anyway, always answering your calls, remember? That's one of the things I promised you for our first Christmas together. »
« Of course, I remember. Anyway, your NYADA audition is this Friday. Have you decided on a song? »
« Well...No. I mean I don't know what to choose between Against All Odds or, you know, Teenage Dream. »
« Oh, wow...Well, you know I'll say Teenage Dream. You sound truly amazing with that song. »
« Thanks, but...the last time I sang you this wasn't exactly a...happy moment for the both of us », Blaine said sheepishly.
« Blaine, honey. It doesn't matter! It will always be our song, okay? Well that and Come What May, of course. Besides, even when you sang it at Callbacks, you sounded great. And they want you to put emotion in your audition. That is the reason I didn't get in the first time. »
« O...Okay, Kurt. I guess you're right! Yeah, I'll be singing that. »
« See? Problem solved. I'm totally awesome », Kurt laughed.
« That you are! And we have to get ready for Nationals in LA in a month. This year's theme is 'Fighter'. »
« Do you guys have your setlist ready yet? Please tell me Mr Schue didn't make a seventies medley! »
« No he hasn't! We actually only have great songs. I wanted to do Fighter, you know from Christina Aguilera, but Mr Schue said it was a little obvious and that other schools were going to do that. So the girls are gonna make Part Of Me, then everyone sings Get Lucky, since it's like, the song of the year, and only two of the three songs have to be 'Fighter' songs, and finally Marley and I are going to sing Skyscaper. »
« That sounds actually pretty cool, but I guess you're pissed someone gets to sing Katy Perry when you don't », Kurt teased. « Oh, and do you have your twelve members? »
« Well, we're eleven, since Tina convinced some freshman named Dottie to join. She's really shy, but she has quite a good voice. And I think Kitty is close to convincing Ryder to come back. That would be really cool, but if he doesn't, we can still ask one of the musicians to join, even if they don't really sing. »
« I see...well I guess I just have to wish you good luck! »
« Yeah... I have to rehearse for Friday anyway, so...bye! Love you. »
« Love you too, Blainers! »
« Don't call me that...Kurtie! »
« That was low Anderson... », Kurt scoffed.
« I know. That's why you love me anyway. »
« Right. Bye. Love you. »
« Love you too. »
Kurt hung up his phone. He hadn't noticed Rachel sitting in the couch, looking at him.
« What? » He asked.
« Nothing. It's just good to see you like that. I mean, I was there when you broke up with him, and I tried to make you smile as much as I could, but...you know, you look so happy just talking to him, and...well, I'm glad for you. Really. »
Kurt smiled. Sometimes it was hard to remember why he and Rachel where friends. Right now, it wasn't.
« Thanks, Rae, that's sweet. I'm glad you were there, though. I don't know what would have happened if you weren't. »
Rachel's smile faded slightly. They both knew what Kurt meant by saying that.
« When is his NYADA audition anyway? »
« It's on Friday, he smiled, happy that they changed the subject. »
« Well, Kurt, you have to go! »
« You...You think so? »
« Yes! We don't have any more exams except for Acting on the Wednesday after that! And you already know all your lines! And Blaine was there for your audition, wasn't he? »
« He was, but...do you think it's a good idea? He...He might get nervous, and... »
« He will be nervous anyway, Kurt » she rolled her eyes. « What is he singing? »
« Teenage Dream, he replied with a smile. »
« See? That is your song! If you are there, there will be more emotion in his performance. And we both know how important that is for Carmen Tibideaux. »
« Yes...but...»
« Do you want me to come with you? »
« Not if you don't want to, I mean, plane tickets are really expensive, and... »
« Don't worry about that. Besides, I really want to be there, since Blaine is my friend too, and he was there for my audition...when I...choked. »
Even though she had finally got into NYADA, her audition was still a painful subject for
Rachel. Kurt simply nodded.
« It's settled, then. I'll go buy us plane tickets. Don't worry », she added. « Blaine will be perfectly fine. »
She put a soft kiss on his cheek and left for her room.