Somewhere in another dimension people every where are thinking ‘What the fuck’ no really, if this was to have happened 80 years ago I am sure I would have been, hit over the head, kidnapped, taken to some secret lab and had experiments done on me. But it is not 80 years ago and apparently this is not that unusual.
It was those three little words that change my life; no it wasn’t I Love You I wish it had been, that I could have dealt with. This was worse, more terrifying, I couldn’t believe this was happening to me, and all because of that short, curly haired, hazel eyed, guy with his infectious smile and ridiculous dapper ways, (even when drunk off his face). If I had known I would be in this room six week after a one night stand, I would have thought twice about going home with Mr. I’m the lead singer in a band. Ok so I know that’s not his name but that was the line that got me in bed, which is weird because I usually go for drummers. So now here I sit a look of absolute horror on my face, hyperventilating, trying to remember that night six week before…

“Come on Kurt, one night, that’s all I ask, just one night, and then you can come home”
Finn said

“And where exactly am I meant to stay?” Kurt asked his stepbrother, Finn thought about it for a minute before smiling. “Ok I don’t like that look Finn”

“You could always stay at Nick and Jeff’s”

“Finn I am not going to impose on Nick and Jeff, they have enough on their plate, what with the baby and all”

Finn sighed “Your right, I know, I just want to prepare a nice night for Rachel, you know how much she means to me look, I’ll pay for a hotel for you” Finn scuffed his foot on the carpet as he stood in front of Kurt, head down fidgeting in the middle of the living room, ever since the three of them move to NY, Kurt and Finn have become closer as brothers and really what else could he do Finn and Rachel don’t much along time, Kurt sighed “Come on Kurt please…I…I’m going to asked her to marry me” Kurt knew he was beat how could he say know to that?

“Alright fine” Finn cheered and pulled Kurt in to a bear hug “Alright, alright, I’m sure I will think of something” Kurt couldn’t help but smile at his brother.

“You’re the best Kurt”

“Yeah, yeah”
“No really, and I don’t tell you enough. You’re not just my Brother you’re my best friend. And I will always be here for you”

“Just not tonight?” Kurt grinned jumping up from his chair and walked into his room, hearing Finn Laugh calling out,

“Just not tonight, speaking of Nick and Jeff has the mother asked to see her yet?”

Kurt shook his head and called back “No she’s not allowed not until Nessa is eighteen”

“Like a Rachel deal?”

“Yep”

“But Shelby got to see Rachel before she was eighteen”

“Rachel found her, well she made it possible for Rachel to find her. So she got to see her sooner”
Kurt returned with his favorite jacket and headed to the door before Finn stopped him. “Hey hold up a sec, where were you thinking of going?”

“There is a band playing at The Ally Cat tonight thought I might go check it out, who knows I might get lucky” Kurt said with a grin

“Ok, just don’t get Pregnant or anything ok?” Kurt just rolled his eyes “And please just be careful, and keep safe, there are a lot of bad people out there and I would hate to see you get hurt, and if you can’t find somewhere to stay just come home, ok?, and here take this” Finn pressed some money into Kurt hand and he nodded, walked out the door and headed to The Ally Cat. If only he had taken Finn a little more seriously.

Before he even reached the door Kurt could hear the band playing.
“Guess they’re doing covers” He said to himself. Kurt had been here on many occasions it was his go to when life was getting him down; right know though his was dressed up to the nines (he never did get what that meant) smile on his face and ready to hear some good music, and by the sweet sounds that are coming through those doors he was sure he would not be disappointed.
Just as he reached for the door however it was thrown open and a drunken guy was tossed out.
“And I don’t want to see you around here for the rest of the night” the bouncer then turned to Kurt, smiling he stepped aside to let him pass. He was a well built man with a shaved head but Kurt couldn’t help recall the Mohawk that was once there.
“Good to see you again Kurt” He called over the music. As Kurt entered he turned to face his old friend and gave his best welcoming smile.

“You too Puck” he replied “So who looks good tonight?” looking around the room he heard Puck chuckle and turn back to face him eye brow raised
“Are we looking for you or me?” Kurt threw an arm around his shoulders

“Me Puck, always me, besides you…” he said lightly poking him in the chest “Have a girlfriend, so it stands to reason you should only be looking for me”
Puck laughed at this nodded and replied

“True, true”
Kurt dropped his arm from Puck’s shoulders and began to look around again, he noticed people were paring up and his face fell, he turned back to Puck

“Is it…”

“Couples night?” Puck finished Kurt nodded “Yeah, but don’t worry so much Hummel, who knows your Prince Charming could be in here somewhere, single people do still come on couples night you now” Kurt still found it hard to believe that a guy like Puck could hold a normal conversation about his sexuality, he never treated him any differently to the other Guys in their group, asking him questions about his gay sex life, at first he was a little insulated until he asked Mike almost the same question (putting girl where he had put guy for Kurt) For a while he though Puck might have been a little Bi curious but it turned out he was just plain old curious.

“Unfortunately I’ll probably have to go through some toads first” he said with a sigh

“Well it just so happens that I did see a guy that is just your type, short, with curly hair, hazel eyes, an infectious and flirtatious smile and ridiculously dapper, couldn’t say if he is gay though sorry”

“Oh yeah? You sure you don’t want him?” Kurt smirked and Puck just looked at him with his ‘what the fuck you talking about’ look.

“Why the hell would I want him? I have a girlfriend Dude”

“Yes but you seemed to be able to give me a pretty good description ‘curly hair, hazel eyes, an infectious and flirtatious smile and ridiculously dapper’ that’s pretty specific”

“I just know what you like so I keep my eyes open for you, you know just incase” this time it was Puck’s turn to smirk.

“Ok, ok where can I find this Mr. Dapper” Puck smile reminded Kurt in that moment of the Cheshire cat from Alice in wonderland, it was kinda creepy if truth be told. Puck reached out and grabbed Kurt by the shoulders turning him around, and pointed, Kurt looked in the direction Puck had signified but couldn’t find who he was referring to.

“On stage, I know you like the musician”

“He’s in the band?” Kurt asked interest spiking
“He is the bands lead singer, I believe”

“Well isn’t that interesting? See you ‘round Puck, say hi to Ella for me”

“I will, and have fun” Kurt just waved a goodbye over his shoulder and continued up to the Bar.
Four straight tequilas later and Kurt decided he would try a Vanilla vodka and lemonade, he had tried the Raspberry last time he was here and he had to say that the vanilla was to die for…
And then there it was that song, that song, just the opening bars had Kurt’s full attention and he couldn’t help looking up to see the band and that voice, he had been good all night but this was different. This was … this was …hot.

‘There he goes my baby walks so slow
Sexual tic-tac-toe
Yeah I know we both know it isn't time, no
But could you be m-mine?
We'll never get too far
Just you, me and the bar Silly m�nage a trois,
Sometimes would you be m-mine? Would you be m-mine? Would you be m-mine?’

Kurt found himself transfixed; unable to take his eyes of the singer he barely even registered the other two band members. Kurt hoped he would never stop.
The way he moved so hypnotically, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. The swinging of his hips and the way he was practically making love to the mic stand. So could you really blame him for staring?

‘Oh baby, light's on but you're mom's not home I'm sick of laying down alone,
Hey with this fever, fever, yeah
My one and only I wanna get you alone Give you fever, fever, yeah’

“See something you like Kurt?”
Kurt finally looked away to face the Bartender Lysh a pretty, petite girl with shoulder length red hair, eyes the colour of the clearest ocean and a smile that could almost convert a gay guy…almost…she was here most nights he was and the two of them got along quiet well.

“He can sing I’ll give him that” he said as he turned back to the stage where the stranger continued sing with that incredible voice

‘Oh baby, light's on but you're mom's not home
I'm sick of laying down alone, hey
With this fever, fever, yeah my one and only I wanna get you alone
Give you fever, fever, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah
You burn me, burn me up Baby yeah, yeah
baby you're mine Baby you're mine, mine, you're mine’

Kurt knew the song was coming to an end and he just listened, the guy seemed to be really enjoying himself and that just made Kurt smile, how he missed the stage.

‘Give you my f-f-fever my f-fever Give you my f-f-fever my f-fever
Give you fever, fever, yeah Give you fever, fever, yeah’

The song came to a close and he thanked the crowd, announced a ten minute break, jumped down from the stage and Kurt watched him cross the room, smiling, and greeting people on his way over to the bar. He stopped by Kurt, placed his hands on the bar and called out to Lysh. When she stood in front of him he leaned in with a (yep Puck was Right) flirtatious smile.
“Three beers please” he practically purred, she smiled and went to get them. He pulled back and began tapping his fingers on the bar, until he sensed Kurt watching him that is, He turn to look at him with a raised eyebrow, unashamedly looked him up and down and smiled. “Yes? Is there something I can do for you?”

Kurt just leaned in so close that he could feel the other man’s breathe on his face but the guy did not even flinch at the close proximity.
“Ok, so I’m like possibly, most likely, undoubtedly, rather ridiculously, unquestionably dunk off my face right know…but that…” he said pointing to the stage “Was all those things I just said… the hottest thing I have ever seen” The guy just laughed, and at that moment three beers were placed in front of him.

“There you go Blaine that will be $12”

“Thanks Lysh” he replied handing her a note “Keep the change” he then looked at Kurt shaking his head laughing and then turned and walked way. That would be their first meeting of the night but certainly not the last.

“His single you know?” Lysh said he turned to her went to drink from his glass only to realize it was empty.

“Don’t suppose I could get another?” she smiled picked up a fresh glass and started to make another in front of him.
“Any way” he said looking back to where (Blaine was it) went “why would I care if he is single?” At this Lysh laughed handing the newly made drink,
“Because” she said “You haven’t been able to take your eyes off him all night” Kurt turned back to face her, she burst into a fit of giggles before taking the money Kurt handed over.

Kurt woke to bright sunlight, the next morning but he refused to open his eyes, his throat was dry and scratchy like it was filled with sand paper and it felt like Brittany’s little gremlins had decided to make his head their new home and they needed to do a little remodeling using jack hammers lots and lots of jack hammers. His stomach felt both empty and full at the some time, and the pain was like something was trying to claw its way out. His body ached like everywhere, he was sore in places that he really shouldn’t be, yet he was… He tried to sit up, but that just made his head hurt more and he fell back into the pillow with a groan. He forced his eyes open and the bright sunlight stung them, it was only then that he became aware that he was not in his own bed… in fact he wasn’t even in his own home. This was not good, especially considering he was rather naked under the covers. Kurt heard a groan that did not come from him, he turn his head to the direction of the sound seeing a head of thick dark curls sticking out from the covers.

“Oh God my head” the covers fell back as hands covered the face of the stranger next to him. Kurt didn’t move, and he had no idea what to say. He just watched as the guy rubbed his eyes with his hands. “How much did I drink last night?”
Kurt assumed that this may had been a question to the stranger himself as when he brought his hands down from his face he spotted Kurt, and he look rather surprised to see him.
“A lot apparently, wow uh hi,” he squinted his eyes and rubbed his temple as if trying to remember something he should really know “Kurt right?”
Kurt nodded “Oh thank god it would have been super weird if I didn’t know your name”

“Like it’s not weird now”

“Ok weirder then” he smiled Kurt lay there for a moment, trying to remember this guys name.

“I hope I’m right in saying your name is Blaine because it is the only one besides mine that I can remember right now, in fact I can’t remember much of anything at the moment, but considering how sore I am and the fact that I happen to be you know… naked right now, I can gather that we did more then sleep last night and wow that sounded kinda…you know” he gestured with his hands.

“Yes I’m Blaine, and I’m fairly sure you are right as I’m not exactly pain free this morning myself. So it’s probably safe to say it got a little kinky” Kurt tried to sit up again, but didn’t get more then a few inches away from the pillow before he fell back with another groan. He heard Blaine chuckle beside him and he turned with a glare.

“I’m glade you find my pain amusing” he said sharply

“Oh it’s not that, you’re just kind of adorable, did you know?”
Kurt felt himself blush which was ridicules because he hasn’t blushed like this since high school. And this stranger is causing it to happen, what did that mean? Not even his ex could do that. Blaine just smiled at him sat up and reached for his jeans pulling them on standing, and doing them up before turning to face Kurt.

“I’m just gonna go down stairs and let you get dressed…not that there is any hurry…you Know when you are ready…or whatever but I’m sure I have pain killers in the kitchen if you want them” he smiled again and headed to the door

“Hey Blaine…?” Blaine turned around to see Kurt had sat up “I don’t suppose you know where I could find my clothes, do you?” Blaine chuckled and pick up a pair of jeans that were on the floor and tossed them to him.

“The rest is around the room, from what I can see you wear a lot of layers”

“I do, don’t I?”

Kurt had been pacing Blaine’s room for the past thirty minutes, trying to remember anything from the night before the only evidence he had that last night actually happening was the pain he woke up in and nothing else. He just couldn’t remember anything after that song, what was that song again? Man this was bad, this could only end in disaster. It’s not like he does this all the time, yeah sure him and Puck joke about it sometimes but he had never actually done it… until now. He knows he should leave the room, Blaine is sure to check on him soon if he doesn’t come out and he doesn’t want that to happen, he doesn’t want that awkward silence either, right now he just really wishes he could be asleep and any moment now he will wake up and he will be in his own bed…in his own room…in his own house for god’s sake. Kurt squeezed his eyes shut and counted to ten and opened them again, no he was still in the same room, he even pinched himself but that didn’t help it just hurt. So with a sigh he turned to the door walked over and reached out for the handle.
“Well it’s now or never Kurt” he said to himself before he opened the door and walked out.

Kurt found himself in a hallway, a door at either end and in front of him was the stairs. He took a deep breath and headed down the stairs, along the wall were pictures of which Kurt assumed was Blaine at different stages of his life two stood out above the others one was of Blaine at what looked like his college graduation standing between his parents, his father looking at him, eyes full of pride and love. The other was of teen Blaine wearing a blazer at the center of a group of boys in the same out fit. It didn’t take Kurt long to realize this is a picture of Boys from Dalton Academy. He continued down into the living room and looked around he saw Blaine sitting at the bench in the kitchen clearly visible from where he was standing, and the front door was just a head of him, he was very tempted to just walk up to the door and leave but that would not be polite and his father taught him better then that so he went to the kitchen. Blaine looked up when he heard him come in and smiled,

“Hey you, I was beginning to think you left without saying goodbye, here” Blaine said handing Kurt a glass of water and Advil “That should help with the headache” he grabbed another glass from the cupboard behind him and filled it with some think liquid from the blender. “Try this; it will help with the sick feeling”

“What is it?” Kurt asked taking it from him and tacking a small sip.

“Just a bunch of fruit, like melon, banana, grape fruit, pretty much every type of fruit I had” he said smiling as Kurt drank the rest.

“Thanks! So…”

“So…”

“What now?” Kurt asked, Blaine shrugged a continued to watch him

“Don’t know, I don’t usually bring home guys I just met, especially guys I meet at bars”

“And I don’t go home with them, I normally go home alone” The two of them feel into uncomfortable silence, which had Kurt looking around. He saw the clock on the wall and his eyes widened when he saw it.

“Oh my god, is that the time? shit I have to go” He said jumping up from where he was seated “My brother is going to freak out, and when he does its not pretty” Kurt headed to the door “maybe I’ll see you around or something” Kurt smiled as Blaine followed him, Kurt opened the door,

“At lest let me…” But Kurt didn’t hear what Blaine had said as he had closed the door and ran up the street.

“Mr. Hummel? Are you still with me” The doctor asked.

“No…No, this can’t be happening there is no way, how the hell did this happen it’s not meant to be possible, I’m…I’m No way, there is no way I can’t be Pregnant”