Kurt/Blaine
Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas now…
Synopsis: Blaine and Kurt have plans for New Year's….Blaine's planning on telling him how he feels, but something goes wrong when he gets a call from the hospital…
Got my inspiration from brightlight's version of Have Yourself A Merry Little Xmas Now (look it up... its so melodic) Anyway, wrote this before New Years and thought might as well upload it and see what happens. Not finished yet but not sure weither I want to write more. Not really happy with it but hey, worth a shot
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DALTON ACADEMY- BLAINE'S ROOM- 6.15PM
Blaine shook his hair once more, a small smile on his face.
Brushing down his shirt he thought he looked pretty fine and much for Kurt's taste.
Wes and David sat on his bed, eye sex was obviously being exchanged but Blaine was used to the secret couple's antics.
"Do you think Kurt will agree to become my boyfriend?" asked Blaine worriedly.
"Yes, you two are always flirting and the way he looks at you, almost drives the attention away from Wes and I" replied David.
"Besides, if Kurt doesn't agree he's losing out big time" added Wes, smiling gently. \
"Thanks guys…"
"When you meeting him?" asked David curiously.
"We're meeting at 9pm at Jerry's and then going to the Lima Square for the countdown with some of Kurt's Glee friends. You should meet us there?" he added nicely.
"Sounds like a plan. We'll arrive after our last time of the year sex is over" said Wes smirking.
"Oh dear…." murmured Blaine.
"Right, I better start driving, takes me a hour normally but with this much traffic it will take me longer" moaned Blaine, grabbing his wallet.
"We'll meet up in Lima with you and Kurt at half 11…sound good?"
"Yeah… cool! Enjoy yourselves….. just not on my bed please.." begged Blaine.
"Course not Blaine" said David, running his hand up Wes's leg.
Blaine turned and walked out the room, not wanting to be hard whilst driving.
HUMMEL/HUDSON HOUSEHOLD- BASEMENT ROOM- 8PM
Kurt looked into the mirror, his eyes were bright and a huge smile littered on his face.
"Why you so happy?" asked Finn from his side of the room, looking at Kurt's dazed expression.
"Oh, Blaine and I are meeting up and spending New Year together" he said grinning madly.
"You really like him, don't you?" questioned Finn, smiling at his Step-brothers joy.
Kurt nodded, running his hands through his hair once more in front of the mirror and standing up. Finn stood up and brought him into a warm hug.
"I'm happy for you Bro, Happy New Year" he said, kissing Kurt's hair.
"You too" and he picked up his little bag and left, a small skip in his step.
Kurt parked his car two blocks away from Jerry's and started a slow walk. His phone buzzed in his pocket and he scrambled to get it out.
His heart lifted when he saw the name "BLAINE" on his screen.
Opening the message he smiled
"Hey, nearly there, be about 5 minutes. When's your ETA? Can't wait to see you, Blaine (: xx"
Kurt smiled warmly and texted back, his small manicured nails tapping insistently.
"Will be 20 minutes B, just walking from the Car, I've missed you. Speak soon. K xxx
A minute later his phone buzzed again. It was Blaine.
"Okay. See you then. I'm just walking through the door, I'll get some drinks, Cosmopolitan okay for you?" Blaine xx
Grinning he tapped back quickly "Cosmo's perfect, thank you (: I need a hug when I get there, its freezing. K xxx
"I'll keep my arms warm for you. I promise. Blaine xx"
"Thank You. K xx"
Tucking his phone away he didn't hear footsteps behind him until a voice jerked him to his senses.
"Aw, calling your faggy boyfriend…Queer" drawled the one and only voice of Dave Karofsky.
Kurt froze, his heart freezing as well.
"What do you want Karofsky?" he said as bravely as possible, bringing himself up to his full height.
"You got me chucked outta school didn't ya? I want revenge. You got all high and mighty because I stole ya first kiss from ya. See, I quite liked my school. I had friends you see" he said, walking around Kurt like a piece of meat.
"Oh friends like Quasimodo Azimo and Satellite Dish Oliver?" said Kurt, glaring at him.
"You're not funny Hummel. You see, we're in a bit of a pickle; you're alone, with me and no boyfriend or brother Finn to help you. What can I do to finish my revenge? I think you and I should finish what we started in the changing rooms. You like cock up your ass, and I'm going to give it to ya."
Kurt mimed gagging
"Oh, sorry I think I threw up a little bit in my mouth. Me doing anything with you is way below the happening scale. Just grow up and leave me alone."
He started to walk away until a strong well-built arm grabbed his skinny wrist and pulled him back round.
Big lips met his in a fierce kiss, pressing down so hard Kurt felt they could burst. With his other hand he slapped him around the face and pulled away.
"Oh no you don't faggot. You're going to get what you deserve."
And hitting him in the shin, Kurt went weak at the knees and Karofsky pushed him into a deserted alcove in the street and started to pull at his clothes.
"No…..get….off…. me! I'll scream… I don't want too!"
"Shut up you little slut! You're going to get what you deserve."
And Karofsky punched him in the stomach, winding him instantly.
"You think you're so special, strutting around the school with your faggy hair and faggy clothes and everybody thinking you're so innocent. But not after I'm done with you. When I've taken that innocence from you not even your preppy boyfriend will want anything to do with you." He growled, ripping down his skinny jeans.
Kurt didn't move, he hurt from the punch and whimpered….Blaine, he thought sadly. Blaine…
He found a surge of courage "your so far in Narnia with Mr. Tumnus you have to prey on people weaker than you… you talk about me being a fag, but think what you are…..if I'm all that….. so are you!" he yelled.
Karofsky growled and punched him in the face "I…. punch…. Don't….punch…like….kick…..queers…."
He said, each hit landing hard on Kurt's body and his last hit knocked his head back into the wall and it all went black, the last thing he ever felt was the cool breeze on his naked and bruised body and absolute pain.
Blaine had been sitting there for a an extra 20 minutes when he decided Kurt wasn't going to show up. He looked at the full cocktail glass, a small pink umbrella added for a special thought and realised he made a mistake on thinking Kurt felt the same. Picking up his phone he typed a quick message
You didn't show, you obviously had a better reason too. I'm going back to Dalton now. See you when school starts up again. Happy New Year I suppose. Blaine
Gathering up his coat and scarf he headed out, not realising Kurt was only 3 minutes away from him. Shaking his head, trying to keep the tears away he got into his car. A few minutes later when he was on the highway his phone beeped. Sighing he picked it up and saw Wes had texted.
Hey B-Man, we're in Lima early…sex didn't last that long ;) Can we come gate-crash your date? Pretty please? Loves! Wes x
He didn't turn up…. Suppose he doesn't care about me that way, I didn't even get a text to explain. He said he was on his way and would be there in a few minutes…but after that silence. He obviously found something better. I'll see you back at Dalton. Blaine
A minute later….
You don't think something could of happened to him? He is in Lima….. Wes x
Blaine thought about it for a second. Maybe Wes was right… what if he was in trouble.
I'm sure he's fine. I'll call his father tomorrow and I'll check in with Mercedes and see if he's with her. B x
And with that he turned off onto the smaller road to Dalton.
Okay, we're just walking past "Jerry's", we'll head back in a while. Goodnight B, Wes x
Sure, sure. B x
Meanwhile, David and Wes walked down Juniper Road, just a few minutes from Jerry's.
"Poor Blaine, fancy Kurt ditching him like that" muttered David, hugging himself closer to Wes.
"I know, I wonder what Kurt's playing at? He better have a good excuse!" he growled.
"We'll get a Disney movie and crash in Blaine's room for New Years. Keep him company" suggested David kindly.
But 30 seconds later all thought of Disney movies was out of their heads.
"I'll call Kurt. See if he answers. Tell him to stop being a twat to B." and Wes took out his phone.
Dialling Kurt's number he heard "Paper Gangsta" by Lady Gaga, it was faint but there.
David looked around
"That's Kurt's ringtone." He whispered.
They walked a bit further down, Wes constantly re-dialling until they got to a hidden alcove and it became much louder.
In the dark they could see a figure slouched in it, the figure wasn't moving and there was a dark pool of what looked like blood by the figures head.
"Shit…" breathed David going closer.
Blaine was 5 minutes away from Dalton when his phone rang. He picked it up, not recognising the number.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Is this Mr. Blaine Anderson?
"Yes, speaking." He replied bemused.
"This is Dr Jackson from Lima District Hospital. I'm sorry to tell you this but a Mr Kurt Hummel has been admitted and I'm afraid its not good. Your name was mentioned a few times from a Wes Davidson and David Scott. They're here at the moment, they found Mr Hummel. We request you come here immediately." Said Dr Jackson sadly.
"I'll be there as soon as possible" he replied, hanging up.
What had he done?
He thought the worst of him because he didn't show but now the reason was he was in hospital. Turning round he broke the speed limit.
He was going to save Kurt.
I DON'T KNOW WEITHER TO WRITE MORE ... SHOULD I? SHOULDN'T I? DOES ANYBODY REALLY CARE? HAHA! ANY FEEDBACK/PRAISE/COMMENTS ACCEPTED