"Is it possible to find a more beautiful smile than that?" The photographer asked as she took her pictures of Blaine.
"Absolutely not, my client has the best smile ever." Kurt gloated proudly as he stood next to her. The photographer looked at Kurt. The face she gave him was as if she was disrupted by him then she turned back to Blaine who's smile dimmed to something more- sultry.
"Hot, I like that." The photographer said. Kurt looked at Blaine and his heart began skipping a beat. It was hot, hot indeed. His perfect black curls and perfect face features and his sexiness. Kurt shook his head and looked down at his phone. What was he thinking?
"Done the pictures came out fantastic." The photographer smiled as she typed on her laptop sitting on a stool next to her. Blaine let out a heavy breath and went back to his dressing room. He quickly changed into a pair of nice, dark blue jeans and a blue button up. He removed the pile of make-up the artist put on him then checked his messages, five new ones from Rachel.
'Hi baby -Rach'
'U busy??? -Rach'
'Txt me when u get these -Rach'
'Luv ya -Rach'
'U gettin these???? -Rach'
Blaine rolled his eyes and texted her back, 'Hey, srry bout that..... wz busy posing for Tiger Beat -Blaine'
He left the dressing room to be greated by Kurt.
"Great, you're finished, busy day ahead of us I got you booked for 'The Late Show' for today, I hope you don't mind.
"No, not at all." Blaine said with a forced smile. All he really wanted to do was relax in his hot tub with maybe Rachel and a box of whine.
"And you have a recording session until five for your new album." Kurt added as he lead Blaine back to the limo.
"Uh huh." Blaine said, no longer focused on Kurt too much but rather on his new text he got from Rachel, 'Oh so u wrnt ignoring me like i thought... great... r u scheduled for anything else ;) - Rach'
'Yeah... I hv recording session thn David Letterman -Blaine'
'Oh >:(... I was hoping we could hang today :) I guess ill be watching u on the tv today -Rach'
'Hey, ill txt u evry chance I get... enjoy the show :D -Blaine'
'Sometimes... oh, i don't know you enough to say anything back -Rach'
'U can't handle the fact that i can be me a mean smart ass???? :P -Blaine'
'Pretty much -Rach'
'On 2 other things... u said u love me... or luv me :)))) -Blaine'
'Ya, i know tons about u to say tht i luv ya.... im a huuuuuuuuge fan -Rach'
'R u now??? -Blaine'
'Yes!!!! -Rach'
'Well, let's not jump into anything.... k :) -Blaine'
'Why????????????? -Rach'
'Cause... our first date was ystrday -Blaine'
'OOOOO... k -Rach'
'K -Blaine'
'K :) -Rach'
Blaine got into the limo ignoring the paparazzi, not on purpose, he was just waiting for Rachel to text him back. He enjoyed conversing with her. She was an interesting girl. At least that's what Blaine thought. She never actually shuts up about her. There was so much she had to tell you. Blaine road in the back next to Kurt as they moved from Tiger Beat to the recording studio. Kurt looked a little mad at him, nothing out of the ordinary. Blaine always seemed to be doing things that didn't please Kurt.
"What?" Blaine asked when he was tired of the angry glances he was getting from Kurt.
"I didn't like your display back there." Kurt said.
"You sound just like my mother." Blaine sighed. His phone buzzed and Blaine looked down at it. Kurt took it from him, "What was that for?" Blaine asked, outraged.
"Listen to me!" Kurt yelled, "Okay, the paparazzi was standing there! You always talk to the paparazzi, politely! You will get a bad reputation if you don't! It will be all over the media and with your fame people will make it the biggest deal ever for not being friendly to your fans! You are too God damn busy on your fucking phone to worry about these people, your career! I'm glad you found someone but your career comes first!" He bursted.
"Fuck you." Blaine mumbled under his breath.
"What?" Kurt asked between clenched teeth.
"You heard me!" Blaine yelled.
"Say it to my face next time!" Kurt yelled, "You are just like a kid!"
"Why don't you treat me like a person!?" Blaine yelled, "Maybe then I might more like an adult!"
"I do treat you like a person!" Kurt yelled back.
"No you don't! You treat me like a - like a puppet! Your the master who controls me like a puppet on a string!"
"If I treat you so poorely then why don't you just fire me!?"
"Because I can't! You still treat me better then my other two! They treated me like I was shit! At least you try!" Blaine yelled. Kurt gasped and sat back. He cared? Or at least prefered him over Jennifer and Tony, Blaine's last two managers? That was news for him.
The rest of the ride was silent. Kurt returned Blaine his cell phone then stared blankly out the window. What was accomplished over that? Nothing, he was going to get his short hate under the media that he had to apologize for. If the paparazzi found it necessary to bring it up. And what was that running through his head during the shooting? Why was his heart feeling - funny?