A/N: This is the LAST chapter of secret admirer people! I really REALLY enjoyed writing this, and I really hope it lived up to your expectations! I sobbed when I finished this chapter.
Chapter 9- A Perfect Ending
It was Saturday morning as Kurt Elizabeth Hummel walked to the park across from the Lima Gym in Ohio. He smiled at the birds chirping and he looked for worms from the previous nights' rain. It was still wet out. Kurt looked up to see the clouds in the sky and then he noticed the beautiful rose bushes lining the pathway to the lake beside the park. Ducks swam gracefully and a little girl was seen with her parents throwing pebbles into the water. Everyone seemed happy, except Kurt. But little did he know that this day would change his entire life.
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Kurt noticed a bench next to a water fountain, and he walked towards it to sit down to relax. He sighed, turning his phone over and over in his hands, nervous. He did that a lot.
Why he was enrvous though? He had no clue whatsoever. After all it's only Noah Puckerman. Puck. Kurt thought, rolling his eyes.
"Hey, Kurt. What's up?" Blaine called as he sat down next to the taller teen. "Nice day isn't it?"
Kurt just stared. "What are you doing here, Blaine?" He all but blurted out.
"Oh. I'm just meeting someone." Blaine gestured, waving it off as if it was nothing important. "Do you think it's a nice day, Kurt?" He smiled adoringly.
Ohmigodhessobeautiful. Kurt was still staring at him. He's an angel. Yes. That has to be it. He's sent from heaven.
"Kurt?" Blaine stared at him in confusion.
"B-Beautiful day, y-yeah.." Kurt breathed. Because of you, Blaine. If only you knew...
The curly haired boy giggled.
Ok. It's official. I love his laugh. Kurt thought blushing.
Buzz! Buzz!
Kurt's phone went off.
555-0124: Not gonna make it. sorry, Hummel. :(
WHAT?! Kurt scoffed in annoyance. Fine. That's Just fan-fucking-tastic.
"What's wrong, Kurt?" Blaine asked him, looking concerned.
Kurt frowned. "Nothing. I just trusted someone and they let me down. I'm sorry, Blaine. I gotta go." Kurt choked a sob, getting up.
555-0124: Are you mad? :(
Kurt walked away, furious, and typed a reply.
Kurt: YES I'm mad! You told me to 'trust' you, Noah!
555-0124: Kurt...
Kurt: WHAT?!
555-0124: Turn around. :P
What?! Kurt turned around slowly and his mouth dropped.
The whole glee club stood there, staring at Kurt and they were all smiling.
What is going on?
Puck stepped forward and walked to Kurt, grabbing his hands. "Kurt...I just wanted you to know...that..." Puck started.
Kurt looked over at Blaine. No. NO. This should be Blaine! Kurt thought, a tear running down his porcelain cheek. It isn't fair!
"...that, um, it was never me, Kurt." Puck finished dropping Kurt's hands dramatically.
Wait. What? Not Puck? Then who...?
"W-What?"
"Not me! Sorry, Kurt. But how could you believe it was me? I like chicks dude. Boobs are the best, man." Puck laughed.
And then, out of the crowd of New Directions, BLAINE stepped forward. "Puck, go on with them. I'll explain. Thanks." He whispered to the mohawk kid.
Puck winked, stepping back beside Finn and Rachel.
"Kurt..." Blaine took the pale boys' hands in his now. "The whole class helped me out."
"H-Helped...?" Kurt whispered brokenly.
"I didn't want that solo because you and Blaine need to spend more time together. I knew you liked him, Kurt. So when my services were asked of me accordingly, I agreed." Rachel spoke loudly.
Kurt was FLABBERGASTED.
BLAINE!
IT WAS BLAINE THE ENTIRE TIME!
Mike spoke next. "I may or may not have been in on it, too." Mike winked.
"I answered the phone to cover for my boy, Anderson, here." Puck smirked smacking Blaine on the back of the head. "I switched off with the texts too. He did that cheesy romantic shit though. Not me."
"I'm sorry, for the confusion Kurt. Do you understand now though, cutie?" Blaine smiled.
Kurt started to cry. "I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so bad. Since the first letter. You have NO IDEA..."
"Oh, believe me, I know. And it's okay Kurt. It's me." Blaine whispered.
Kurt laughed and wiped his eyes. Blaine came closer and put his arms around Kurt's neck. And like gravity, Blaine kissed Kurt with desperation. Kurt moaned into it with fervor and wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist. Their lips moved together perfectly. Like they were made for each other.
Because they are.
Kurt finally got to run his fingers through Blaine's soft (YES! Soft!), amazing curls.
Blaine finally got his hands in those strands. He moved them through his locks carefully.
"Wanky!" Santana stated, giggling.
They finally broke apart for air, the others giving them privacy by leaving. Before departing, Puck threw Blaine his phone back. "Here's your phone, Anderson. Didn't I say to 'trust me', Kurt?" Puck winked and then left, following the others.
Meanwhile, Kurt and Blaine, together at last, they stared at each other for several minutes, finally seeing each other for the first time.
Then Blaine spoke, "There you are, I've been looking for you forever."
THE END
A/N: And FIN! I am totally up for writing a sequel if anyone wants me to do that! I have a poll up on my profile with options of what you guys want to see.
Is it perfect the way it is? Does it need a fluffy klainey sequel? Does it need a sexy Klainey sequel?
Let me know people! Please review! Thanks so much to everyone for reading! Thanks so much to my beta Jackie! Thanks so much to all reviewers, followers, favoriters, and more! You are all amazing! You made this story! Just,…. Sobbing….