Kurt let out a deep sigh. Another girl started squealing and hugging her boyfriend as he held up a bouquet of red roses. By the way they looked, she sure had said yes.

It looked like everyone had a date for prom. Even the most irritating person in this whole school, except Kurt.

Well of course he wasn't really alone. He had Blaine of course but he knew Blaine's schedule and there was no way he'd be able to come to Ohio for prom.

Beside, prom was stupid, right? Bad music, drama and spiked punch. Yeah, he would miss nothing… Or at least, that's what Kurt tried to convince himself.

He let out a deep sigh when he heard someone else scream. Yeah, it would be a long day.

Kurt was warming up before cheerios practice when he felt someone approach. He looked up to see Santana and Britt walking closer.

“So Hummel, you already asked your hobbit if he would come with us to prom? We wouldn't mind him coming along as long as he brings a limousine,” she said with a wink.

Kurt rolled his eyes. “He isn't going and neither am I,” he said.

Santana looked at him suspicious. “What do you mean you aren't going? You are going with me and Britt and Noah and whoever his date is,” she said carefully.

“No, I'm not. Prom is so overrated Santana. I'm just going to spend the evening at my home, maybe even skyping with Blaine for a bit,” he shrugged. “Who knows what I'll do that night but I'm not going to prom.”

Santana rolled his eyes. “We'll see about that,” she smirked.

Kurt looked at her suspicious, “You won't win this one Santana. I'm not going and that's the end of this conversation.”

As by miracle, Sue walked into the room and ordered them to run a few laps. Santana looked at him a little angry but Kurt could live with that. She would understand eventually.

Kurt took a seat on the couch. He had let out a heavy sigh when he texted Blaine and he had answered there was no way they'd be able to talk that night.

His dad looked at him carefully. “You don't have prom to go to tonight,” he asked.

“No, Blaine couldn't come and I didn't want to go alone,” he said.

“Did you ask him,” asked Burt.

Kurt shook his head. “No need to cause problems. I knew he couldn't come over tonight. I've seen his schedule and it's really fine. Prom is so overrated anyway.”

“So instead you are spending the night with your old man,” his dad chuckled.

“Like you mind,” laughed Kurt. “Besides, it has been way to long since we had an evening like this. Just the two of us.”

He dad nodded. “I know son but I wouldn't mind if you changed your mind and still went. Your friends will miss you.”

Kurt started grinning at his dad. “Are you trying to get me to leave the house?”

Burt shook his head. “That's not what I'm doing.”

“Well then shut up and let's watch a movie?”

Burt looked at him suspiciously before nodding his head. “Fine, but I'm choosing.”

A grin appeared on Kurt's face. “Fine,” he said as he threw up his hands. Then he started to name up everything that he didn't want to see in the movie.

Burt shook his head and started laughing as he went through the movies, hoping they'd find something to settle on.

They were halfway through the movie when there was a knock on the door.

Burt and Kurt looked at each other. “You are going,” said Burt first.

Kurt opened his mouth to protest when he saw the triumph on Burt's face. “Fine, you win this one,” he said as he stood up. He straightened his pants and made his way towards the door.

He took a deep breath, holding his fingers crossed behind his back that it wasn't Santana, Brittany or Puck as he opened the door.

And then his mouth fell wide open. He didn't think he was even breathing as he looked in front of him.

In front of his house stood the biggest limousine he had ever seen. The guy in front of him frowned. “I'm sorry, I'm looking for a Kurt Hummel,” he said politely.

Kurt swallowed first, trying to find the words. “That would be me,” he said speechless.

“Well, I'm here to pick you up. But first of all, I got a present for you,” he said as he took the box from the ground. “Here you go,” he said. “I'll be waiting for you in the car.”

Kurt stood there with his mouth open. He closed the door silently and walked inside the house again.

Burt looked up from the couch with a frown. “Who was it,” he asked.

“A guy with a limousine,” said Kurt. He took a seat on the couch and carefully opened the present he was holding.

Burt scooted forward until he was sitting on the tip of the seat as Kurt carefully lifted up the lit.

A small gasp escaped his throat as he saw the suit from McQueen and a perfectly fitting pair of shoes next to it. His hand flew up towards his mouth as he touched the suit carefully.

Burt was the first one to break the silence, “How about you go upstairs and get yourself ready,” he asked.

Kurt looked confused at him.

“It's obviously a present for prom Kurt. Go, get yourself ready,” he said as he moved his hand towards the stairs.

Kurt stood up and made his way towards the stairs, holding the box carefully.

“Oh and Kurt,” his dad shouted. Kurt turned around and looked at him questioning. “Don't take hours ok?”

Kurt nodded as he turned around again. This would probably be the fastest he ever got ready. At least, that was the plan.

It took Kurt half an hour to get ready. When he was finally happy, he made his way down the stairs. His dad waved to him one last time as he walked out the door towards the limousine.

The guy from earlier held open the door and let him step inside.

The limousine was even more spectacular from the inside than from the outside. There was a television screen, large leather couches, a disco ball, a mini fridge and so many space.

Kurt let his hands wander of the leather. It was almost like he was dreaming. But this was too good to be a dream, wasn't it?

It didn't take long before the limousine stopped in front of its destination. Kurt recognized the outline of McKinley in the dark.

His heart started to beat a little faster when the door opened. There was only one person he knew that would do this for him, but it couldn't be him right?

He breathed in deeply once more and then he saw who was on the other side. Disappointment settled inside of him when he saw Santana, Brittany and Puck waiting for him.

“Hey Hummel, you didn't think we'd let you not come here, right,” they asked smirking.

Kurt stepped out, a fake laugh escaping his throat. “I should have expected this,” he mumbled under his breath.

Before he could protest, they were already leading him inside the building.

It was just like Kurt had imagined it to be, overrated. The decoration was cheap, many people were already causing drama and Puck was grinning at a guy taking a glass of punch, spiked punch.

And then there was the music. They had decided that this year the new directions could perform and while he may admit it wasn't bad, he didn't have to admit he liked it.

Kurt walked towards a table in the corner. How come he did arrive at the place he wanted to be the least.

He watched how Santana, Britt and Puck went towards the dance floor, already forgetting that Kurt was there.

He even noticed how some people were smirking at him about how miserable he looked on his own. Most of them probably cheering and spreading the news that the Blaine Anderson might be single again.

Kurt rolled his eyes and took out his phone. He looked sadly at the background. It was a picture of him and Blaine taken when he went to LA for the cheerios competition.

Blaine had taken a picture of the two of them with the phone of Kurt he had stolen. Kurt was laying on his chest, an arm wrapped over Blaine's chest and clearly asleep.

Blaine had his free arm wrapped around him tightly. His lips were carefully placing a kiss on his head as he kissed him lovingly with his eyes closed.

His finger slowly trailed over Blaine. He missed him, of course he did, but they had learned from their mistakes and it made everything so much easier.

He didn't even notice that something changed until everything became quiet.

Kurt looked up, curious to see what was going on. It was the second time that night his mouth fell open.

His heart started beating so fast, he thought he was going to pass out when his eyes met the eyes of the guy he had wanted to see the whole evening.

“I'm sorry to take over for a bit,” said Blaine with a smirk in the microphone he was holding. “But I got a little surprise for all of you.”

David, Jeff and Nick stepped on the stage as the words left his mouth.

 They took their instruments and started playing a few songs. If Kurt wasn't so surprised that his boyfriend was right there on that stage, singing his heart out on his prom, he would have smiled triumphantly to everyone who was staring at him in surprise.

Blaine ended the last part of a song and took the water bottle next to the microphone. “So I'm going to play one more song before I leave you guys being for the night and enjoy your own glee club. This one is actually for someone I really love. He knows who I'm talking about,” he said with a wink as the melody started playing.

You think Im pretty
Without any make-up on
You think Im funny
When I tell the puch line wrong
I know you get me
So Ill let my walls come down, down

Before you meet me
I was allright
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
Youll be my valentine, valentine

Lets go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
Well be young forever

You make me
Feel like
Im living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I cant sleep
Lets runaway
And dont ever look back
Dont ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And dont ever look back
Dont ever look back

We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a floor out of sheets
I finally found you
My missing puzzle piece
Im complete

Lets go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
Well be young forever

You make me
Feel like
Im living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I cant sleep
Lets runaway
And dont ever look back
Dont ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And dont ever look back
Dont ever look back

I might get your heart racing
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight

Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight

You make me
Feel like
Im living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I cant sleep
Lets runaway
And dont ever look back
Dont ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And dont ever look back
Dont ever look back

Blaine ended the song with a soft smile towards Kurt. “Thanks for letting me crash your prom guys. Enjoy your evening!”

Before the guys even left the stage, Kurt made his way through the crowd towards the stairs that leaded to the stage.

The guys just walked down of them when Kurt appeared in the small space.

Blaine was laughing at something Jeff said, not really realizing yet that Kurt was waiting.

That was until Kurt flew into his arms. A tear falling from his eyes. “How come you didn't tell me,” he whispered in Blaine's shoulder.

“I didn't know if you wanted me to be here,” said Blaine earnest. He carefully unwrapped himself and cupped Kurt's face.

“Why didn't you tell me you were having prom? Why did I need to hear it from Santana, Britt and Puck,” he said almost sadly.

“You didn't have time,” said Kurt sheepishly.

“I would have made time Kurt and you know that,” Blaine said almost hurt.

Kurt couldn't hold back the tears anymore. “I'm sorry,” he said.

“Hey, you don't need to be sorry. I just wished you had told me so I could make this prom the best prom you'd ever have as it's your last. I wanted to make this special. Pick you up at 8, go for dinner just the two of us, get all your friends with the limousine, take you out here and show you off to anyone, dance with you, hold you and tell you how perfect you are looking,” Blaine said sincerely.

Kurt blushed as he looked to the ground. “You can still do those things you know without it being prom. It doesn't  matter to me, as long as I'm with you,” he said as he smiled softly.

“Look at me,” said Blaine softly as he leaned forward and then they were kissing each other. After all this time, it always felt even more intense. It was enough to leave Kurt breathless and he couldn't have enough.

“How about I take you out there to dance floor, show you off for one more dance and then we can leave towards the hotel me and the guys are staying,” Blaine said as he smiled softly. “I'm sure your dad won't mind if you call him.”

Kurt nodded his head shyly as he followed Blaine on the dancefloor. It was like everyone made space for them, eyes wide as they watched them take the floor.

Blaine didn't even hesitate as he wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, trying to get him as closer as possible as they swayed on the music.

Blaine's lips were gently pressing kisses against Kurt's cheek and neck. “You look perfect tonight, Kurt,” he whispered in his ear. “So beautiful in that suit I bought for you. I love  it,” he said as he smiled against Kurt's cheek.

Kurt felt his cheek warm up and Blaine let out a breathless chuckle. The song slowly came to an end as Blaine held out his hand. “Let's get out of here,” he winked.

Jeff, Nick and David were waiting for them at the door. “You ready guys,” they asked while smiling.

Kurt nodded and let go of Blaine's hand. Carefully he hugged all of them. “Thank you guys, so much.”

“We'd do everything for Blaine, Kurt. And as he loves you, that also applies on you,” Jeff said sincerely.

“And beside, now we don't have to listen to him mope all night about how he misses you,” grinned Nick.

Blaine slapped him playfully on his shoulder. “You don't have anything to bitch about guys,” he smirked. “Be happy you get to ride in the limousine with us,” he grinned. “Or do you guys like to go by feet,” he smirked.

The choice was fast made as all of them sneaked into the limousine.

On the way to the hotel, Kurt called his dad who was more than happy to hear that Kurt had an amazing night.

When Kurt hung up, they started singing along with the songs on the radio. Kurt couldn't believe how lucky he was. He didn't only get a lovely boyfriend out of all of this but also an amazing group of new friends.

They parted ways in the hotel. Each going to their own rooms, except for Blaine and Kurt.

They walked into their room together, hand in hand. It was like the atmosphere changed immediately as soon as they stepped into that room.

Kurt turned around and hugged Blaine as he closed the door. “I missed you so much,” he whispered in Blaine's shoulder.

“I missed you too Kurt, you have no idea,” he whispered.

And then they were kissing. Every feeling of missing each other was poured in all the kisses that were shared.

It was a night Kurt knew he wouldn't forget because he would never get that close to anyone anymore and it was perfect, just like he imagined it to be.

There was so much love and so many passion behind every touch, so much sweetness whispered in the air and so much love just between them.

And if he still had any doubts they wouldn't make it, he knew now they were it for sure.

He fell asleep that night with a happy smile on his face as Blaine let his fingers wander through his hair. Sleeping on Blaine's chest might be the happiest and the safest he had ever felt.

Yeah, Kurt Hummel was finally happy.