DING DONG.
DING DONG
DONG DONG.

"IM COMING" Kurt screamed as he ran towards the door. He opened it to find Rachel, Puck, Mercedes, and Sam standing there with a shitload of alcohol in their hands.

"WHO'S READY TO PARTY?" Puck yelled throughout the house

Everyone else from the glee club arrived a few minutes later and everyone decided to start drinking as soon as they arrived. They had ALOT of alcohol, and Puck would not let it go to waste.

YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE IS MY DRUG
YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE
YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE IS MY DRUG
YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE

"Blaine, are you drunk?" Kurt yelled over the music

"YA! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

"I really think you should stop drinking, you have had 4 beers, Blainey"

"OK Kurt! but maybe you should have a beer so you can loosen up. Your always so tense, baby"

"I am not. I just don't like to drink"

"Please baby!"

"No Blaine! I can't. I need to make sure you and all the rest of the glee club doesn't do anything they will regret"

"Fine!" Blaine said with the cutest smirk on his face.

All of a sudden, Kurt was pushed down onto the couch and Blaine was on top of him, grinding. He heard the rest of the club yelling things over the music.

GET SOME HUMMEL!
THATS SO HOT!!!
Stuff like that! It made Kurt really uncomfortable, so he pushed the boy off of him and ran upstairs, leaving Blaine wondering what he had done wrong.

Kurt sat upstairs for a good 30 minutes before Finn came upstairs. Kurt could hear footsteps and he was hoping it was Blaine until he heard Finns voice.
"Dude, are you ok? You just ran upstairs without saying anything"

"Ya, I just don't like to see Blaine drunk.     That's all. Why didn't he come up and check on me?"
Kurt was on the verge of tears and he was trying his best not to break down and cry in front of his brother.

"UMM... he is really drunk. Im not sure he even knows his name. But i told him no more beer. He is just resting on the couch now. Don't worry. He loves you Kurt. You ran upstairs and he sat on the couch crying until i told him you weren't mad at him."

"Aww lets go back downstairs. Im gonna get Blaine and bring him back to my room so he can rest."

They walked down stairs and Kurt grabbed onto Blaine's arm and pulled him towards the stairs.

"Come on Blaine. We are gonna go to bed"

"Ok. Are you alright?"

"Ya, baby, im fine. Don't worry about it"

It took them a good 5 mintues to make it up one flight of stairs because Blaine was so drunk. They got up to Kurt's room and Blaine immediately fell onto the bed bringing his boyfriend with him. They giggled a little bit before Kurt realized that Blaine was drunk and he wouldn't remember this moment in the morning. He just hated the fact that Blaine was drunk. It was horrible. He just wanted sober Blaine back, the one that could remember all the sweet moments they had together.

"Why do you look sad, Kurtie?" Blaine said as he snuggled into the crook of Kurt's neck.

"Im not, im just really tired, baby. Lets go to bed"

He kissed Blaine's curls and they both fell asleep.

"Blaine, you gotaa wake up. My dad and Carole will be home in a hour and Finn needs help cleaning up. The place is a disaster."

"I have the worst fucking headache ever"

Kurt got up off the bed and grabbed a waterbottle and some aspirin and threw it at Blaine.
"It's your fault you got so wasted last night, baby"

"No, you didn't."

'Im really sorry about last night. I can't remember what i did but you went upstairs and didn't come back down for a long time. I was gonna come check on you but i was having trouble walking"
Blaine looked really sorry.

"I just didn't like to see you that drunk. It was no big deal. I just needed some time to think."

Blaine hopped out of bed, threw on some sweatpants, and ran over to Kurt. He kissed the tip of his nose and said
"Im really sorry. How about i never get drunk again? It isn't worth the hangover. I feel like im gonna die"

They both just laughed and walked downstairs.

Holy shit, Blaine thought, its gonna take forever to clean this up. It looks like there was a fucking tornado or something.

"Come on, Blaine" Finn said "We need to start cleaning! NOW!"

They cleaned up the house and right as they finished, they heard a car pull into the driveway. They all sat down on the couch and turned on the tv. They heard a key and the lock turned and then they heard Carole's voice.

"Boys, we are home"

'Hey mom" Finn said with a fake smile on his face
"Hey" Blaine and Kurt said at the same time.

"Blaine, honey" Carole said with a concerned look on her face "Aren't your parents worrying where you are?"

"No" he replied "My dad isn't home. He is away for the weekend. He said it was ok if i spent the weekend here so i wasn't alone at home."

"Oh ok. I have no problem with that. I just wanted to make sure they knew you were safe."

"Carole, i told him it was ok" Kurt said while looking up at her with the puppy face he always made.

"Oh sweetie, you stay here as long as you want."

"Thankyou, Mrs. Hummel"

"Call me, Carole"

They all sat down and ate some lunch and the two boys went back up to Kurt's room.

"Im so happy to be with you, Kurt"

"Me too!"

They spent the rest of the day in eachothers arms, whispering sweet things and kissing.