Hi. I'm writing this at two in the morning hyped up on energy drinks and sugar. So if this is utter crap, I'm sorry. And my friend Jen is practically sitting on my shoulder watching me. She says hi and that I'm totally insane. We all are. Anyway, on with what ever comes out of this. And it's pre-Klaine days.
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"Blaine? Blainey? Blainey-boo?" Kurt said as he put his head on Blaine's shoulder.
"Yes Kurt?" Blaine said laughing at Kurt's ridiculousness. It was obvious. Kurt was totally smashed. Which was weird, because Kurt almost never drank.
It was David's annual pre-sectionals party, and almost everyone except Wes and Blaine were between buzzed or downright drunk. And Kurt was pretty high up in the ranks.
"Hey, hey, hey, I wanna tell you a secret, Blaine." Kurt said, practically in Blaine's lap.
"Once, when I thought I wasn't G-A-Y with a capital G, I kissed Brittany." He said giggling.
"Oh. Oh wow. That's something." Blaine said, as he took out his phone, and set it to video.
"What are you doing? Are you video taping? Cuz' Rachel would get mad for not telling her and putting her right in front of the screen. She can be a big fat bitchy diva. But Mercedes isn't. Because she's good. And she can sing too. Did you know that Blaine? A lot of my friends can sing." Kurt said quite cheerily.
Blaine chuckled. Kurt was definitely a happy and truthful drunk. He might just have to share this with the New Directions.
"And there's Santana. She's also a good singer but Rachel is always taking the solos. But Santana can be mean. She calls you prep boy and Kurt's boy. I always yell at her. But she can be funny. She calls Rachel a hob-hobbi- um, short." He said, wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck, and putting his head on his chest.
"Um, Kurt, why don't you move away?" Blaine said. Because this could end with an awkward conversation tomorrow.
"But Blaine, I don't want to. I like it here." He said, moving closer.
Blaine decided to give in. He let Kurt move in to the point were he was holding Kurt and Kurt was nestled right into the crook of Blaine's neck, and for a moment Blaine imagined Kurt was sober and he actually wanted this. Yeah right.
"Hey. I have another secret to tell you, but you can't tell Blaine, or anyone." Kurt whispered.
"Okay. I won't tell him." Blaine said, thinking he was going to get another stupid secret.
"Guess what? I'm in love. In love with Blaine Warbler. And I love him so much. He's so pretty and handsome and nice. Plus, Wes told me he loves me too. I hope Wes isn't a liar." And with that, Kurt dropped off to sleep.
"No. Wes isn't a liar. I love you to Kurt." Blaine said, even if it was probably just the alcohol talking.