Chapter 18: Sectionals and Vomiting

“Blaine, are you sure that you are alright?” Kurt asked worriedly. He didn’t want Blaine to suddenly get sick again .

“Yeah . I think I’m ok . I just need some water.” �Blaine said reassuringly; walking over to the other side of the room to get a bottle of water.

“Ok . if you’re sure..” he said , not sure to be worried or not. Blaine has been eating and vomiting on a daily basis now. Not to mention the random crying ; Blaine is a very emotional person. For an example , the other day while we were watching project runway in Blaine's bedroom , he started crying because he thought he wasn’t as fashionable as those people . Kurt still has no idea how he came up with the concept.

Once Blaine finished with his water , the warblers were told to get in place by Wes. He was a very controlling person.

“Annnnd now, the Dalton Academy� Warblers !” �The announcer said to notify them that they were next.

As the curtain rose , Kurt couldn’t help but feel anxious about what was to happen.

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They ended up losing the competition . It wasn’t because of the fact that Kurt did and amazing job , or because there were two boys doing a duet. It wasn’t like the duet was bad . It was really good , until Blaine vomited all over Sebastian . It was gross and loud . So overall , Kurt can’t call the competition a success.

But on another note , the new Directions won . He can’t say that he’s ecstatic about that , but he’ll be okay.

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“I’m s-so sorry !” Blaine sobbed into Kurt’s shirt as he held him.

“It not your fault. You can’t blame yourself for this babe. But you can probably blame the four tacos you ate before lunch.” They both chuckled at the memory.

“But seriously Blaine ,” He said “It’s just a competition . There will be another one next year.” Blaine sobbed even louder.

“Yeah, but we’ll be in collage! So neither of us will be able to. I ruined this for the both of us. I ruined it for peanut too! Now he or she won’t be able to hear our victory story .” He said while muffling his cries into Kurt’s now tear-stained blazer.

“Blaaaine !” He said as he disconnected Blaine from himself to look into his eyes.

“It’s not your fault! You have to believe that; and besides , �I’m pretty sure our child won’t really care if we won or lost at a show choir competition .”

Blaine raised a triangle shaped eyebrow.

“…Any child of ours will be very invested in show choir.” He said seriously.

Kurt sighed, kissing Blaine's temple.

“Of course.”