Saturday night the glee kids sat around Rachel's basement, complete with a stage for her 'impromptu performances'. Slow, classical music was playing in the background and half the group seemed close to falling asleep.

"This party is lame," Santana complained.

"How long do we have to stay before it's socially acceptable for us to leave?" Kurt asked.

"You've only been here 10 minutes," Mike pointed out.

"Feels like longer," Kurt sighed.

"Guy's just wait," Puck said. "I'm gonna persuade Rachel to open her dad's liquor cabinet."

They all looked over at Rachel who was explaining the 'No sitting on anything' rule to Brittany.

"Yeah good luck with that," Santana scoffed.

Puck gave Santana a confident smirk before strolling over to Rachel.

Twenty minutes later, Puck had worked his magic and the party was in full swing. The classical music had been replaced with loud dance tracks and people were dancing around and chatting. A shot glass containing brown liquid was pushed into Kurt's hand.

"What is this?" he shouted, so he could be heard over the music.

"Whisky." Puck yelled back.

"Woah," Finn interrupted. "You're not actually drinking that are you?"

"Why not?" Kurt asked.

"It's strong stuff, maybe you should stick to wine coolers." Finn suggested

"What? You think he can't handle the manly drinks?" Puck mocked, pouring himself shot.

Everyone else was drinking and Kurt resented Finn's implication that he wouldn't be able to handle it. Sure, he did throw up on Miss Pillsbury's shoes that one time but that was a year ago, and at school. This, however, was a party. He wasn't driving and so there was no reason he had to stay sober. So as soon has Puck threw back his shot Kurt did the same.

The taste burned his throat and for a few seconds his stomach turned as if he was going to throw up but the sickly feeling quickly went away, just leaving his throat feeling warm and his head slightly lighter.

"Another!" he yelled.

"Yes!" Puck cheered. Finn rolled his eyes and walked away.

Four shots of whiskey later and he heard Rachel screaming.

"SPIN THE BOTTLE! LETS PLAY SPIN THE BOTTLE!"

Everyone cheered and ran to sit in a circle. Kurt's head was saying that spin the bottle is stupid and immature, but for some reason his body was cheering along and jumping towards the circle that was beginning to form.

The game quickly descended into madness. Santana refused to join and was quick to pull Sam and Brittany apart from their kiss.

"My turn!" Rachel announced spinning the bottle. Eventually it slowed down pointing at Kurt.

Everyone shouted with excitement and Kurt screamed.

"Kurt is a good kisser," Brittany said casually, causing half of the group to stare at her.

"Kurt Hummel," Rachel slurred crawling towards him, "I'm gonna rock your world."

After a few seconds Kurt pulled away "Arrrgghhh! Girl Kisses!" he screamed, causing everyone to burst out laughing.

Rachel shoved him playfully causing him to lose balance and fall flat on his back.

"KURT HAS TO SING A SOLO!" Rachel yelled.

Kurt pulled himself back up to a sitting position. "I accept your challenge Ms Berry!" he said dramatically as Finn helped pull him the rest of the way up from the ground "But I need some help from my girls!" Rachel immediate jumped to her feet.

"Not you, Rachel." Kurt said quickly causing Rachel to sit back down sulking. "Tina! Britt!"

The three of the jumped up on the stage, Brittany and Tina acting as his backing dancers while he sang. The three of them even managed to incorporate some of their 'single ladies' dance into the performance. When they finished Kurt noticed Rachel in the corner of the room with her phone pointing at him.

"Rachel! Are you recording this?" he yelled, stumbling off the stage.

"What? Of course not, Kurt," she giggled, quickly putting the phone away.

Kurt looked at her suspiciously. "Here!" she said suddenly pushing a glass into his hand. "Have another drink!"

Several drinks and impromptu performances later Kurt was sitting with Mercedes and Tina. They were laughing hysterically at something but Kurt had lost track off the conversation so didn't know what.

"Blaine's so great." he said suddenly, out of nowhere.

"Who's Blaine?" Tina asked.

"He's the greatest." Kurt answered.

"Who's Blaine?" Tina repeated looking at Mercedes.

"Uhm... it's kind of a long story." Mercedes replied. "Kurt will... Kurt? Where did he go?" She turned and saw Kurt had walked off, fumbling with his phone. "That's not going to end well."

"Hello?"

"Hi Blaine!"

"Hey Kurt"

"Hi Blaine!"

"Hey... Kurt. What's up?"

"I KISSED A GIRL"

"You... What? Are you drunk?"

"No but you know what I realised?"

He heard Blaine laugh and felt the butterflies in his stomach again.

"You have a pretty laugh"

"That's what you realised?"

"NO, I just realised that I have kissed more girls then I have boys."

"You have?"

"YES and it's not FAIR. I want BOY KISSES. And KAROFSKY barely even counts because that was like... a hate-kiss and - Mercedes go away I'm fine!"

"What was that?"

"Oh just Mercedes, she's so silly, she thinks I'm too drunk to make phone calls"

"Maybe she's right?"

"You have a sexy voice."

"Exactly. How are you supposed to get home tonight?"

"Finn's gonna drive me home. He's my brother. He's very tall."

"And has Finn been drinking?"

"Nope he's sober. He's my brother."

"Maybe you should ask Finn to take you home now?"

"Noooooo... I'm having fun, I don't wanna go home."

"Uh huh... why do you go and just say hi to Finn, sweetie?"

"OK! ... ... ... Hi Finn!... oops!"

"What happened?"

"I spilled my drink on Finn. I'm sorry, Finn! ... ... No I'm not drunk! ... ... WHAT? ... ... Fine..."

"Kurt?"

"Finn says we have to go home."

"He does? Aw that's a shame."

"I have to go now. Bye Blaine!"

"Goodbye Kurt!"

Kurt flung an arm over his brother's shoulder as he helped him walk up the stairs out of the basement.

"You're my brother," Kurt commented.

"And you are way heavier then you look." Finn panted when they reached the top of the stairs.

Kurt stumbled as they reached the car but Finn steadied him and helped him climb into the passenger seat.

"We'd better not let Burt see you," Finn said, fastening Kurt's seatbelt. "And please don't throw up in my car!"

"You're very tall," Kurt mumbled before falling asleep.

He hung up his phone, smiling to himself. There was a notification flashing on his computer screen, he had a new email.

He clicked the notification knowing it was probably spam. He frowned. Why would Rachel be emailing him? Opening the email he was met with three words: Watch the video - you're welcome. Wondering why Rachel was sending him videos he double clicked the attachment.

The video showed a small stage with a bunch of people sitting around it but he could only see the back of their heads. There were three people standing on the stage, a girl who looked Asian and a girl with blonde hair. The quality wasn't great and he couldn't make out their faces but by the long torso and thin hips he was sure the person in the middle was a boy.

Music started and the boy began to sang.

I could stick around and get along with you
Hello
It doesn't really mean that I'm into you
Hello

The people in the audience started clapping their hands to the music.

You're alright but I'm here darling to enjoy the party
Don't get too excited cause that's all you'll get from me, Hey

Yeah I think you're cute but really you should know
I just came to say hello

Hello. Hello. Hello.

The girls on the stage were dancing and jumping around to the music, it looked like they were having a blast.

I'm not the kinda girl who'd get messed up with you
Hello
I'ma let you try to convince me too
Hello

It's alright I'm getting dizzy just enjoy the party
It's OK with me if you don't have that much to say
Hey

Kinda like this game but there's something you should know
I just came to say hello

During the instrumental bits the boy joined in with the dancing. The room suddenly felt warmer and he found himself loosening his bowtie. That boy really knew how to move his hips.

I could stick around and get along with you
Hello
It doesn't really mean that I'm into you
Hello

He couldn't work out where the video was filmed. Some sort of coffee shop maybe? He'd definitely pay to watch this guy perform.

you're alright but I'm here darling to enjoy the party
you're alright but I'm here darling to enjoy the party
you're alright but I'm here darling to enjoy the party
you're alright but I'm here darling to enjoy the party
you're alright but I'm here darling to enjoy the party

I just came to say hello

The boy in the video's head turned towards the camera. The quality of the video was too poor to be able to properly make out his face.

"Rachel! are you recording this?"

"What? Of course not, Kurt."

Blaine's jaw fell.