Chapter 12:

Authors note:

My only excuse is full time work, school, new baby, insanity and stress.. For those of you following Another night, it is NEXT! I AM WRITING that RIGHT AFTER THIS IS POSTED! I have free time, and now that I’ve started rereading it to try and get me back on track, I am ready to write again. I’d lost my Mojo, but I think I got it back. I miss the characters as much as I’m sure you all do. Stupid school!

So this chapter was just a small filler chapter as an excuse to give an apology authors note!

Im SO SORRY EVERYONE! School is ALMOST OVER for the quarter though, and I am HOPE HOPE HOPING to get back into the swing of things now with the start of summer. : )

Enjoy this short missing scene from Glee! Takes Place in Blame it on the alcohol. : )

……………………………………………Ch 12: Wasted Sobriety…………………………………………………….

Thankfully, since Kurt and Finn didn’t drink, there were two designated drivers, so everyone was able to get home safely.

Well… not everyone.

After finally being able to pry Blaine and Rachel apart from their freaking GROSSLY ANNOYING making out, Blaine was too far gone to give Kurt directions to his house, so he figured he'd bring him to his own house to sleep it off, and get him home in the morning.

Yay responsibility….. -__-

"Blaine, come on! Get up the stairs!"

Kurt tried to push Blaine upstairs to his room as quietly as he could, but his drunk friend was making it very difficult!

"Kurt, this is a long way! I’m tired." Blaine mumbled.

Kurt sighed. This is ridiculous! He thought, but he kept pushing Blaine up.

"Hey Kurt, I just realized. You're gay, and- and I’m gay! We should totally kiss sometimes. right?”

Kurt closed his eyes and shook his head.

Is this really happening?

“Right? Like, totally make out!" Blaine continued his drunk talk.

Kurt tried to stop the smile from taking over his features, because he knew that Blaine was slosh faced, and even though he probably wouldn't remember making out with Rachel in every spot of Rachel’s basement, he likely wouldn't remember saying any of this right now to him either.

Kurt wished Blaine knew what he was saying though. How many times had Kurt dreamed of kissing Blaine?

Besides, they were almost all the way upstairs, and he needed to get him all the way up there before he could wake up his dad and Carole. They wouldn’t react positively to bringing a gay drunk friend home to his bedroom WELL after midnight.

"Right Kurt? Do you want to kiss together Kurt?!" Blaine slurred.

Kurt rolled his eyes, and kept pushing. Parts of this Blaine was adorable, he admitted, but god he is heavy!

"Yeah sure. Whatever, yes. We can kiss Blaine. But not here. We have to get to my room okay, so come on. WALK!" Kurt said with one big push to Blaine’s backside.

They made it to Kurt's bedroom, finally, and the second Kurt closed the door, soooo glad that he didn't wake his dad up, he looked to see Blaine had already passed out on his bed.

He sighed and got started on his nightly moisturizing. When he finished, he got into some pj's and climbed into bed beside Blaine. He couldn’t help but spend a bit of time staring at him. He looked really peaceful sleeping, and he betted he could watch him sleep all night if he wasn’t beat. He pulled the covers over the both of them and turned over to go to sleep himself. He wanted to lean in to him and cuddle, but just in case Blaine woke sobered during the night, he didn’t risk it. He didn’t want to freak Blaine out. He’d just dream of it for now.

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"Hey Kurt!" Kurt heard his dad call from downstairs.

'Crap' Kurt thought. He started rapidly rubbing his skin cream on so he could get down to his dad before he could come to him.

"Come give me a hand with these eggs!" his dad continued.

And then he'll find Blaine in my bed…Double Crap! "I'll be down in a minute!" Kurt yelled.

He could hear his dad ascending the staircase. This was so not cool!

"What the hell is a shard egg? Is that- is that the same thing as a scrambled egg?" Burt asked, shutting the cookbook.

Kurt heard his dad getting closer and he knew he was already caught. He immediately had to get out of his panic, and look like nothing was out of the ordinary. His dad entered his room and sounded slightly confused.

"Hey, What's this? Today was the day you were supposed to teach me all about brunch?! I got up early so you’d make it to school on-………….. time….."

Kurt peeked out from his bathroom. "I'll be down in a sec."

Burt looked shockingly at him and then got to thinking; Wait a minute, If he was in there, then who?...

Blaine sat up, not seeing anything, but rubbed his eyes and sighed…... "Where am I?"

In Kurt's bed, Blaine couldn't remember why he wasn't in his own bed, but he wasn't ready to wake up either.

"Oh! Uh, I’m sorry… My bad." Burt looked at Kurt, and then at Blaine before walking out of the room, and looking back in one more time and Blaine turned back over.

'I'm in trouble' Kurt thought…. And he knew it was true.

Though his dad didn't seem bothered now, he knew he was just going with it for now. He'd hear about this later.

'I'm gonna kill that kid.' Burt thought about his son for a moment…  Why the hell is there a boy in his bed? He had only met Blaine briefly, but he knew that he was gay. That only made him angrier. He knew he had to stay calm, and wait for Kurt to come to him about it. But this was completely inappropriate! Why in the hell would Kurt think that it was ok to have a guy sleep over, in his bed without permission?

Of course I would never give him permission, but this was crazy. There had better be a logical explanation. Otherwise, I’m gonna fry that kid.

"Blaine! Get up! We have to go to school!" Kurt called.

Blaine just groaned, and didn't move. "Blaine, come on, seriously. This isn't cool, were gonna be late." Blaine sat up, but he looked around, his thoughts flowing back to his brain slowly.

"What happened last night?"

Kurt was shaking his head, his eyes boring into Blaine's wild hair. "Cliff notes version, you got hammered, spent the ENTIRE night, making out with friggin RACHEL BERRY!, and then wouldn't tell me how to get to your house, so you passed out, and I had to push you up the stairs to get to my room while you asked ME, quite a few times, to make out with you."

Blaine blinked a few times.

Oh man. I made out with a girl last night? Right. Yes. I remember that.

Vaguely.

Wait, what?

Kurt’s friend, a girl!?

Rachel?

Oh GAWD!!…..

AND I wanted to kiss Kurt? I mean, I always thought about kissing Kurt, but I told him this?? Oh God that is so embarrassing!

Oh man.

Blaine’s head swirled with all of these thoughts, and with great timing, Kurt was taking his robe off and getting dressed.

Blaine stared a bit at Kurt’s chest before Kurt threw his spare uniform at Blaine and broke him of his trance. Kurt’s Dalton clothes would be FAR too long on Blaine’s gnome-ish stature, but it’d work.

“Come on get dressed! We have to go!”

That must’ve been SOME party. Blaine thought. But oh god! Ugh! Rachel???

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed the mini chapter in waiting for the other stories to update! Im writing it THIS SECOND! I PROMISE!

THANK YOU SO MUCH TO ANY  NEW FOLLOWERS, FAVORITERS, ESPECIALLY REVIEWS, AND READERS OF ANY OF MY STORIES IN THE PAST FEW MONTHS!!!!! EVERY TIME I GOT ONE, I STOPPED SCHOOLWORK, AND WROTE AT LEAST A SENTENCE OR TWO OF MY STORY THANKS TO THE MOTIVATION I GOT FROM IT. Unfortunately, I was ALWAYS reminded of priority of damn school, and had to pause it. Indefinitely! But im Back!

Schools over in three weeks!