Authors note: please read for Warnings and information! : )

The point of views change a few times per chapter. This story features Heavy Klaine, and two heavy friendships each boy has with the OC Savannah.

Newcomers to this story, welcome!! I have been told that its annoying to have word for word canon dialogue from the show, and this story begins with SOME canon storyline, but turns completely Au after like, chapter 6.

I like Lea Michele, I just can't stand Rachel, so I added a new character to the glee club, named Savannah, but I promise she isn't suckish or boring. and Rachel is still there, she just didn't kiss ever Blaine at the party in this one. And this story will NOT have finchel.

Story starts January 1st but follows "blame it on the alcohol" in season 2. The party however, is a New Years party. STORY IS RATED M! FOR mature SEXUAL CONTENT! So please read with caution.

As a die hard Klainer, I know Klainers don’t want to see Blaine being with someone other than Kurt, but trust me, if you want to get to the rated M Klaine? Then PLEASE PLEASE STICK AROUND! This is the ONLY chapter where Blaine will be ANYWHERE NEAR intimate with someone other than Kurt! I Promise! But this chapter is the whole plot point of the story. It’s the start of EVERYTHING!

Enjoy!

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Chapter 1: Blame it on the alcohol

 All knowing Point of view

At the bottom of the stairs, Blaine started to take off his coat, and had to let Rachel know that he isn't here to spy or anything. "I'm totally off the clock right now Rachel, I’m not a Warbler. I’m just Blaine; I’m not even wearing my uniform."

Kurt found himself marveling for a short moment at Blaine in regular clothes.

Sigh….Dreamy as ever…

Kurt wanted more than anything to impress Blaine at this party. He wanted to show him how much fun he is, and tell him how he feels about him. He likes Blaine so much. He often spends his time doodling his name with Blaine’s name inside of hearts, or silly artwork of angel’s shooting Blaine in his gorgeous little butt with an arrow in the Dalton halls.

He often chose to do that instead of his homework.

But Blaine always remained oblivious. Completely unaware that Kurt’s heart started to beat just a little bit faster every time Blaine was around.

Or subtly put his hands on Kurt’s arm, or shoulder, or anywhere else that the dreamy gel wearing boy decided to touch him.

Now thinking about it, he touches me a lot!  Kurt thought.

He looks at him a lot too! During performances, his eyes are almost ALWAYS on Kurt.

He really is a freaking touchy feely guy, and Kurt really wants more than anything, to be more than just friends.

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Savannah came in behind Finn and Rachel, and looked around.

Spotting every member of the glee club here, Savannah waved excitedly. She was happy to have been invited. Being the newest member of Glee club, she really wanted more than anything to fit in. She was welcomed with open arms when she auditioned, but still. Even though she seemed to be so far, she really wanted to be less shy around everyone. She wanted to show her happy, smiley self. She wanted to break free and be herself. Everyone else in Glee was so carefree and fun, she wanted to be that way too. She was when she was at home, or with friends from her old school, but she hadn’t fully gotten there yet in the Glee club. Maybe tonight would be the night.

Blaine got really excited suddenly pointing behind Rachel. "Is that a stage?" He asked.

"I like to give impromptu performances for our neighbors sometimes." She turned to look at Quinn as she approached her, "Hey girlfriend! Having fun?"

Kurt and Blaine took some tickets from Rachel, though they looked skeptical, but didn't question it. As Savannah walked up to her next, she felt Puck grab her and pull her back.

"Don't take that," he whispered.

Savannah had gotten rather close to Puck, Mercedes, and Kurt. She feels like she knows Blaine because Kurt talks a lot about him, but she didn’t know him too well personally. She only met him from their encounter on the bleachers at the championship football game.

She lives on the same block as Kurt and Finn, so she met the two of them before anyone else, and she goes to the same church as Mercedes, so they were pretty close too.

Just when it looked like everyone was ready to leave because everything about this ‘so called party’, was dull, Rachel yelled, "Let's party!"

And everyone’s minds? Changed!

Someone turned the stereo on and blasted it! Puck brought out the alcohol, and everyone went nuts. Clothes started to come off, and people even started trading them. People were making out all over the place, and everyone suddenly found themselves feeling pretty damn drunk. The kids were doing body shots, and crazy things that no kids their age should even know about!

Everyone was having a blast. Even Kurt seemed to be enjoying himself despite him not drinking.

His dad would probably kill him if he'd come home drunk. He remembered VERY clearly the time last year when April Rhodes started him drinking, and he got hospitalized. Ms. Pillsbury called his dad from the hospital saying that he was there with alcohol poisoning. That same week, his dad found his muscle/almost porn magazines which didn’t help his alcohol situation. His dad lectured him, and grounded him for a month. Drinking now wouldn’t help matters. Especially now when he and Blaine had become such great friends. They were doing EVERYTHING together at this point. Seeing musicals, movies, mini golfing, shopping!

"Truth and dare!" Santana yelled from the stage, followed by everyone cheering loudly. They all gathered around sitting wherever they could plant themselves, and the game started.

"Hobbit Blaine!"

Blaine looked to Santana waiting for his question. "Have you ever kissed a girl?!"

Blaine just laughed and shook his head rapidly.

"Then I dare you, Blaine warbler, to kiss….. new girl!" Santana yelled.

Everyone gasped, and then cheered. Even Kurt was curious!

"This is outstanding!"

Savannah looked very nervous, and was even blushing. Blaine was VERY cute, but she knew that he and Kurt are gay.

More so, she knows that Kurt is in love with Blaine. Kurt NEVER stops talking about him. She was hesitant because she and Kurt are good friends, but since he seemed amused at the situation, and Blaine was enthusiastic about having to kiss a girl, she figured it wouldn’t make Kurt mad or anything.

It was all in good fun.

Santana was doing this on purpose though, because he is gay, and Savannah knows it. But Blaine however, in his drunken stupor, got right up from beside Kurt on the floor, and went to sit next to Savannah on the sofa. She smiled as he grabbed her face, and laid one on her.

After a few seconds, Blaine put his other hand onto Savannah's back and laid her body down onto the couch and deepened the kiss. It lasted much longer than expected, and it got intense quickly.

"Ok I think we've had enough of that hahahahaha!" Kurt shouted excitedly, but you could see the jealousy clearly on his face. Though she only met Blaine briefly, when she first started school at McKinley, he seemed very nice. And if he is Kurt’s friend, he’s good friend. Hanging with Mercedes, meant hanging with Kurt, and hanging with Kurt meant hanging with Blaine, so you could say they were all friends.

And that makes this ok.

Right?

She didn't want to kiss Blaine for too long though. It felt like a bit of a betrayal. So she pulled away from the kiss with a nervous smile, only to see that Blaine was staring at her. His eyes were moving from her eyes to her lips and back again. Kind of blown with lust. Savannah smiled because it was really hot, but still, she worried about making Kurt anymore jealous. Savannah wasn't quite as drunk as Blaine. Not yet at least. She could still think clearly.

Blaine was already kind of gone.

So not wanting to take things too far, she scooted back with a smile, eager for someone else’s turn.

"Whooo! That was crazy!" Artie and Puck shouted together. And as Blaine scooted over to not be touching Savannah anymore, Santana squeezed in between them and handed them each a shot.

They both downed it and downed the second Santana already had ready, and after, the game resumed.

Santana was successfully getting the two newbies SHIT FACED!      

"Santana! You're turn!" Puck shouted. "Truth! Ever done a body shot?"

She laughed, and said, "Of course I have! I’m from Lima Heights!"

"Whoo! Let’s do it!" Puck yelled as he dragged Brittany to a table. They poured salt onto her stomach right above her navel and she giggled as Artie was instantly jealous watching Santana lick her.

He wanted next.

"My turn!" Artie shouted! As he went over to do one off of Brittany's stomach next! Everyone started to migrate over to the table for body shots as apparently the game of truth and dare was quickly over, except for Savannah and Blaine, who remained on the couch. "You're a very good kisser." Blaine said moving closer to her again.

"You are too." Savannah said, more of a buzz setting in now thanks to Santana. Her skin getting hotter and pinker as Blaine grabbed her face again, still inching closer.

As the night wore on, and the music continued to blare, people danced, and were completely hammered more and more as the hours ticked by. Mike spent a lot of the night with a pillow in his hands, or his arms around Tina. Right now, Rachel and Artie were spinning uncontrollably together on the dance floor, everyone with red solo cups in their hands. The party went on and hours continued passing, the kids just getting drunker with time.

Kurt booty danced on the walls sober while Blaine went from head banging like a drunken rock star with Kurt and Finn, and then back to the couch to make out with Savannah and then to the dance floor to dance with everyone who randomly danced.

Santana broke out into a crying spell every half an hour, and Mercedes, Tina, Quinn and Mike played lots of beer pong with all of the party goers coming straggly along to play every now and then in between dancing like idiots!

Brittany might as well have been naked, and Puck and Lauren spent a lot of time getting Rachel and Savannah both smash faced, since neither of them had ever drunk before. And Savannah was determined to get Kurt to take a drink!

She was unsuccessful.

A big burp into the microphone got everyone's attention.

"It tastes like pink! IT TASTES LIKE PINK! PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINK!" Rachel screamed at the top of her lungs.

Finn and Kurt being the designated drivers were now standing on the stage watching the party as if they had nothing better to do. Kurt was dancing though, while Finn looked like he was a bit bored. Going around Finn, he danced up to him. "Are you not drinking?" Kurt yelled to be heard over the music.

"No. Designated driver. How about you?"

Kurt shook his head. "I'm still trying to I’m press Blaine! I can't get too sloppy."

They both turned to watch Blaine pulling his hair and banging it back and forth totally not in sync with the music, and spilling his drink a little with every movement! "Clearly, he doesn't have the same concern!" Kurt added.

Blaine was gone, and an IDIOT had replaced him. Gel completely nonexistent anymore, shirt halfway off, and never without a drink in his hands, Blaine was gone.

At this point, Savannah was so far gone thanks to Puck and Santana making sure there was more alcohol in her system than there was blood and water, that she was like a completely different person.

And drunk Blaine with a massively high Blood Alcohol level, was all over her.

Kurt was getting more jealous whenever the two new friends did as much as meet eyes. But he took solace in the fact that neither of the new drunken friends were sober enough to know what they were doing.

Blaine ascended from the dance floor; walked up to Kurt and Finn on the stage.

"It is so cool that you, and Kurt, are BROTHERS! RIGHT? BROTHERS! Wow! You're so… tall!"

Kurt seemed to be amused with how funny Blaine was while drunk, even though he had been making out with Savannah all night. It was only his BAC level making him do it. He couldn’t let himself get too bummed over it.

But it sucked……

He doubted that they would even remember the next morning though, and he tried to keep taking comfort in that fact.

This isn't Blaine Warbler, this was drunken idiot Blaine.

"You having fun Blaine?" Kurt asked him laughing. Blaine looked at him and answered, "Yeah!" like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "This is the best party ever!" he shouted, alerting a giant cheer from the other party-goers Kurt put an arm around Blaine and they both walked off of the stage, Blaine tripping on the first step down.

Rachel took Blaine's place next to Finn on the stage.

"Hey," she said. "Dance with me." She wrapped her arms around Finn and started swaying with him despite the fact that the song playing in the background was upbeat.

Finn looked pretty oblivious to Rachel, knowing that she was VERY drunk. He decided to just go with it.

"I would do anything for you. ANYTHING!" Rachel yelled in his ear.

Finn grabbed Rachel shoulders and brought her down to sit on the steps as he explained, "Ok Rachel. Since this is your first time at this, I’m- I’m gonna break it down for you.

She stayed quiet.

"Guys and girl fall into certain archetypes when they get drunk. Exhibit A, Santana of the weepy hysterical drunk." Rachel tried to find her straw with her mouth and looked over to Santana who was shouting hysterically at Sam.

"Then Sam, who just seems to go with the flow and except everything that's going on with confusion.” Finn said.

Rachel didn't respond, so he moved on. "Lauren Zizes and Quinn, the angry girl drunks"

Rachel’s eyes sought those two, and they were yelling angrily at Puckerman.

"And Puck, who is so used to the alcohol, that he pretty much doesn't change at all. Then Brittany, also known as the girl who turns into a stripper drunk." Finn continued, laughing a little, while Rachel still watched each person Finn was describing.

Brittney was pretty much naked as she vibrated her body, standing on a washing machine. "Making it Rain whoooooo! That's my girlfriend! I love you baby!"

Rachel laughed.

Finn laughed as well and said, "and then there’s Artie, who encourages her!” he gestured to Artie who was tossing money at her.

“Mercedes and Tina! Happy girl drunks!" He continued.

Rachel didn't turn to look at them, but all the girls were doing were laughing hysterically.

Rachel stopped caring about the words coming from Finn’s mouth, as she often did. She was just content with having Finn on her arm. And she was happy with her head on his shoulder.

"Blaine." Finn said, looking around to find Blaine, only to find him no longer with Kurt, but back to making out on the couch with Savannah. "Ooooook. Apparently Blaine turns into a straight guy when drunk."

Rachel didn't look this time either. She was too busy with her head attached to Finns shoulder.

Concerned for how his brother might feel, he looked over to Kurt on the stage who was still butt bumping the air.

“Then you have Kurt, who doesn’t drink. And then of course we come around full circle right back to you, Rachel. And right now you're being the needy girl drunk. Hanging all over me, being overly lovely it's not cool."

Rachel looked up at him and looks completely shocked, and drunkenly abashed. She patted his back a few times as she stands directly over him, she says, "Well what kinda girl is this?" She faced the party. "S'play spin the bottle! Who wants to play spin, the bottle?!" She ducked down to Finn and said loudly in his ear one more time, "Spin the bottle!"

Finn sighed. This was gonna be a loooong night.

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Spin the bottle was a complete jealousy game. Quinn had to make out with Artie, Lauren had to kiss Kurt, Savannah had to kiss Santana, and the last kiss was Sam and Brittany before the game dispersed. At that point, Santana was no longer okay with this game.

"You know what?! A reminder? I owns that guppy mouth! Those trouty Aerosmith lips belong to me, so." She waved her hand to them to proceed, but as the kiss lasted more than 4 seconds, Santana was having no more of it. "You know what! This is not!" She pulled Brittany's head away from Sam's. "Hey honeys! It's not a big red commercial! No me gusta!"

Rachel decided to totally out of order announce her excitement! "Whoo! Party!”

By 2 am, the party started to simmer down, but not completely. On the couch, Blaine and Savannah were shirtless, and it was not looking smart.

AT ALL. Savannah was grinding onto Blaine. Kurt and Finn both watched them with wide eyes and open mouths. They couldn't tell if making out was all that was all they were doing. After all, Savannah was in a skirt, and on Blaine's lap. No one could tell if Blaine had his 'business’ out or not.

“Oh god, not another pair….” Finn groaned plopping down next to his brother.

Sam and Santana had sex in the VERY middle of the room earlier, Brittany’s lap dance on Artie’s chair turned COMPLETELY EXPLICIT, and Puck and Lauren got pretty rated R on top of the washing machine too. Everyone else was drunkenly cheering, and whooping and catcalling.

Blaine only laughed, and then continued to do… whatever he was doing. Kurt was sitting on the opposite couch and he wasn’t sure he wanted to know. He stayed on his smart phone completely annoyed by Savannah and Blaine's 'sexy time' hoping to block it out.

"Would you two get a room?!" Finn said, seeming to be the only one besides Kurt, not getting a kick out of the sexual awesomeness that they were witnessing.

"Jealous Finn?" Puck shouted from behind them. Finn ignored him, also getting out his phone. Pretty much everyone at this party was making out except for Finn, Quinn and Kurt.

And it was bullcrap!

Quinn actually left after watching Sam and Santana during spin the bottle.

Kurt looked up and the sound of a girls soft whimper. Finn looked up too, and saw Savannah shift on top of Blaine, and Blaine's hands were on her hips.

"Are they?" Finn asked trying to fight amusement.

"This isn't happening…" Kurt said trying to turn his jealous words into strict disbelief. He got up and found a blanket. He draped it over them with a quickness that was unreal. If he didn't have a headache before, he had one now.

His crush, who was gay by the way, was having drunk beard sex with his really good friend. This new girl that Blaine had met maybe 3 times before, at a party at 3 in the morning where 8 other people can see them, was sexing it up with the gay guy from the private school. This night was INSANE!!

Once Kurt covered the, apparently new love birds, He turned the music up so that they couldn't hear anything, since they weren't taking Finns advice and getting a room! Hearing Savannah and Blaine having sex, was not something that he wanted to hear.

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Under the blanket, Savannah willed a few tears to not leave her eyes. "Is it okay?" Blaine asked her, with his length pushing slowly inside of his new friend.

"It's just, a lot… it kinda hurts." Savannah said quietly, and she swallowed. "I'm okay, just, keep going..."

Blaine obliged her and started to lift her up and down slow. He had watched adult movies before and he had a pretty good idea what he was doing, but still, this was a girl, and he had thought he was completely gay. He never even slightly questioned it before.

He wasn’t even really questioning it now.

Gay or not gay, this feels amazing! He thought. It would be even better with a boy!

And tighter.....

The thought alone turned him on more.

And with the beer goggles, that’s all he thought. His hormones, and what felt good.

After a few minutes of having Blaine inside of her, Savannah started to really feel it. It was starting to feel okay. She felt very full. There was just… a lot. It felt good. She moaned softly in perfect sync with Blaine's hard breaths. It didn't last long. Maybe 10 minutes.

Completely drunk, neither of the two thought of anything but what they were doing, and the fact that tomorrow, they would probably be regretful.

Tomorrow, Blaine would remember that he is Gay.

Savannah would remember she was straight, and she isn't attracted to Blaine the way she was last night. She would remember that Kurt is one of her good friends, and she may lose him because of this. And regret it.

But with beer goggles, none of that mattered.

As the end of this New Years’ party came and went, Kurt thought, the only good thing to come of this night, was the simple fact that no one got hurt.

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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 Savannah apart from their sexscapades, (which didn't last too long "thank god!" Kurt thought), Blaine was too far gone to give Kurt directions to his house, so he figured he'd bring him to his house to sleep it off, and get him home in the morning.

What a night!

"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 thankfully wouldn't remember sleeping with Savannah clearly, he wouldn't remember saying this to him either.

He wished he knew what he was saying. 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.

"Right Kurt? Do you want to kiss together Kurt?!"

Kurt rolled his eyes, and kept pushing. Okay this Blaine was adorable, he admitted.

"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.

What. A. Night.

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part 2 - Hangovers

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

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

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

And then he'll find Blaine in my bed…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 shut 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 youd make it to school on-….. time….."

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

Burt looked shockingly at him.

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, had sex with Savannah, 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 had sex last night?

I had sex with Savannah last night? Right. Yes. I remember that.

Vaguely.

Wait, I slept with a girl?

Ok, then it kind of makes sense that my…. was kind of sore.

I wanted to kiss Kurt? I mean, I always thought about that at random moments but I told Kurt? Oh my gosh 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.

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School was not fun for anyone in the Glee club on the first morning back at school since winter break. Mercedes walked up to Tina in the halls as the bell rung. Both of their heads pounding.

"I need to close my locker and it's gonna sound like a gunshot." Tina said, closing her locker to a crack, but deciding against closing it.

"I have had, the worst hangover since I woke up from the party. Mercedes added.

"I've been dry heaving all day and when my mother asked what the sound was, I told her that I was practicing bird calls." Santana mumbled shutting her own locker. Tina winced.

"My parents knew I was drunk the second I walked in the door, because I barfed all over the shoe rack, and I still feel like I'm dying." Savannah said joining the group as they passed her locker.

"Guys," Mike mumbled walking up from behind them, "I can't stop barfing."

"Please don't say barf!" Tina said, wishing she'd screamed it, but the loud noise would've been awful.

"I got a whiff of hairspray and went Linda Blair in the girl's bathroom." Santana said.

Mercedes looked disgusted.

"Me too." Savannah added.

"I told my mom I had the flu, and she made me a traditional tea made out of… panda hair." Mike said grossly.

"My parents denied me any juice this morning, leaving me to suffer." Savannah said.

Mercedes again, looked like she would barf.

"Can we talk about anything else?" Tina said angrily.

They rounded the corner only to run into Artie with a canister in his hand and plastic cups, Brittany suckling a lollipop and pushing Artie's chair, Quinn clutching her book, and Sam doing the same.

"How about some bloody Mary's ya'll?" Artie asked, extremely chill.

"Are you kidding me? The last thing I wanna do is drink?!" Mercedes said.

"Are you crazy? Put that away before the principal sees it!" Savannah gasped.

"Chill out yo. It'll help your hangover. That's what bloody Mary's are for. Hair, of the dog, that done bit, yo, ass!"

Brittany started handing out cups.

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Mr. Schue was really impressed watching his glee club perform. Their choice of props and costumes were perfect. Their singing was always on point, but their acting in this current number really caught him off guard!

"I was unaware how fine you was before my buzz set in!"

Their choreography was wobbly, but still in sync, and they all looked like they were hung over. What a great number!

"To my independent mamas who can buy they own bottles if ya looking like a model, when them broke fellas holla tell them bye! Hold ya drinks up high! High."

This was so awesome! Truly an awesome performance, but the song would definitely not be acceptable for the assembly. It completely glorified drinking.

"Well done you guys! I mean you always bring it with the singing, and the dancing, but what I was really impressed with today, was your acting! I truly thought that some of you guys were drunk!"

Everyone looked pleased. "We take out craft seriously!" Artie said.

"The problem is, though that song is great, but it kind of glorifies drinking don't you think? I mean we're supposed to sing a song about the 'dangers' of alcohol for this assembly."

They all looked a little numb for a moment, until Mercedes said, "well good luck finding a song that does that." She looked totally glazed over, and felt very dizzy.

"Mr. Schue? First of all that vest is very cute!" Rachel said walking to the center of the stage. "You are all kinds of awesome!"

'wha-' Mr. Schue sighed looking at her. 'i'm all kinds of awes-'...

'Oh god, they are drunk.' Mr. Schue realized.

Rachel grabbed onto the side of mike, and he stood oblivious to her as she continued, babbling some nonsense. "But second, maybe there's really no songs about the dangers of drinking, because there's really…. None as long as you have a proper designated driver." Rachel pulled Mikes shirt up slightly. "Have I ever told you how great u are?" she told him looking up at his face.

Tina was uncool with that, and she left where she was standing to pull Mike away from Rachel.

Santana looked like she was on the verge of tears, Artie was ready to fall asleep, and Rachel was going to fall over.

It was still sinking in, for Mr. Schue though.

They all were drunk.

During alcohol awareness week.

And this week, is gonna be a long one.

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After warbler rehearsal, Blaine and Kurt were getting some coffee at the Lima bean, and Kurt was telling Blaine everything about the party.

"Ok I didn't drink that much!" Blaine giggled.

"Are you kidding? You were so smash faced that you spent the entire night sucking Savannah Lake's face! Talk about a straight drunk!"

"I didn't think I was drinking that much." Blaine said looking at his phone at an incoming text message.

"Do you even remember anything that happened?" Kurt asked.

"Ha! Let me think. I remember you putting a blanket over me and Savannah. Then feeling AMAZING!"

Kurt rolled his eyes. What is so great about sex? He just didn't know. Nor did he care actually. Sex kind of freaked him out actually.

Blaine was responding to a text though not noticing Kurt's reaction.

"Who's that" Kurt asked him, seeing Blaine's smile completely go away.

"My dad. He said I am grounded for the rest of the month for not coming home New Years night. Which is totally unfair because they weren't even home! But, apparently the housekeeper ratted me out."

Another tex came in when he fifnished speaking.

"Aaaaaannnnd he says I need to get my ass home right now." Blaine showed Kurt the text.

"You have to go?" Kurt asked.

"Naw. He's working out of city for the next two days. He left this morning. He's not even home to see me not there." Blaine said nonchalantly.

"Are you gonna be okay though when he gets back? You look worried. What is you get ratted out again?"

Blaine thought about it. Thinking to the party, all he would have to do is say that he spent his night with a girl, and his dad would UN-ground him right away. He would actually probably buy him something. It wouldn't COMPLETELY be a lie. He slept in a boys bed, yes, but he actually slept with a girl.

Wow! How'd I manage that in one night? He thought.

"I'll be ok. Whatever happens, it's totally worth it. That party was awesome! Even if I completely embarrassed myself."

"Two medium drips?" the barista said handing the cups to the boys. After Christmas, Kurt started to sometimes get Blaine's coffee order for himself. Singing baby it's cold outside together produced some definite daydreams of the two of them kissing at the end of the song for Kurt, so now, he occasionally gets his favorite coffee in order to imagine what Blaine's lips taste like.

'Thank you' Kurt mouthed to her, and then turned back to Blaine "Are you worried at all?" Kurt asked him.

"Worried about what?"

"Well, you slept with a girl.

"So?" Blaine asked.

"You're Gay Blaine."

"I know." Blaine said. "But it still felt really nice with her." Blaine thought to himself for a moment, thinking of some kind of excuse for having enjoyed sex with a girl. "Maybe I'm bi…. I don't know."

"Why are you trying to tiptoe back into the closet. You know that you are gay. Bisexual is just a term that gay guys in high school use when they want to hold hands with girls and feel like a normal person for a change."

Ok Blaine knew Kurt was right. He knows he is gay. He went to that dance with his old friend at his old school, the only other gay guy there, and then he crushed on Jeremiah. He never really crushed on any girls. He said girls were pretty when they were, but just being polite, not being attracted to them. He is always attracted to attractive guys.

At the party though, he was attracted Savannah, but he knows that was just because of his blood alcohol level. He isn't really attracted to her. She's a pretty girl, yes. And she's a sweetheart, so that makes her pretty inside. Pretty as a person, not because she's a girl. And he knows that's the god honest truth. He is gay. Some people are bisexual, but Blaine knows that he is not one of them.

"I'm not tiptoeing back into the closet." He started. "Ok, i- I am gay, I just, i don't know. i guess im a straight drunk." He paused. "or...a Bi-sexual drunk apparently, since I wanted to kiss you too."

Kurt blushed a bit, and so he changed the subject back to focus on, not himself.

"Well, I meant aren't you worried that she might be into you now though? I mean, you guys went all the way. Like, ALL THE WAY. That's a big deal to people. Especially girls I hear. And how are you so calm about it?" Kurt finished, awestruck.

"I guess, I just have to talk to her next time I see her, and we'll talk I guess. Clear the air of any mixed feelings that might be there for her."

Kurt shrugged. "I hope she doesn't take it too hard."

Blaine put his coffee down. "I don't really think she'll be into me sober. I mean, we were both pretty hammered huh?"

Kurt burned his lips a bit on his coffee. "Oh yeah… you were completely different people! Haha. I know Savannah well enough to know that she is a real sweetheart. And a total good girl. She only went to the party wanting to be a part of the group. She just wants to fit in."

Kurt noticed Blaine get tense, as he put his coffee down.

"What?" Kurt asked looking at Blaine.

Blaine licked his lips. "I hope I didn't take advantage of her."

Kurt's eyes bugged up. "Oh trust me, I think you were both pretty on board with each other. Your actions were mutual! Believe me."

Blaine still looked unsure though as he got up to get sugar for his coffee. He was worried now.

"Do you have Savannahs phone number?" Blaine asked Kurt. Kurt pulled his phone out and scrolled through his contacts, and handed his phone to Blaine. He called, and waited for her to answer.

"Hey Kurt." She answered quietly.

"Uh, no it's… It's Blaine."

There was a 3 second pause. Maybe she was as nervous as he was Blaine thought.

"Oh. Hi Blaine." Savannah answered.

"Hey I was wondering if you could come to the Lima Bean? I think we should talk." Blaine said with no courage whatsoever.

"Uhm… I don't think I can. My parents made it pretty clear last night when I barfed in the doorway that I was to come straight home after glee club. I'm grounded."

"Oh." Blaine said, instantly guilty. "Me too. Do they know what happened at the party?"

"No, they only know that I got really really drunk. And it really didn't help that I was so drunk that Finn had to walk me to the door." Savannah answered.

"Oh… ok. Well maybe we can both leave glee club early tomorrow and meet at the Lima bean? I think we should really talk. We did some crazy things at that party." Blaine said with a slight chuckle.

Savannah smiled. "Yeah. I agree. That was a crazy night. But a fun party." Savannah looked around for her dad in the parking lot. "I'll ask Mr. Schue tomorrow if I can leave glee club early. I'll let you know. Have Kurt give you my phone number."

They each exchanged numbers and then just like that, the conversation was over as Savannah's dad pulled into the parking lot honking. "I've got to go. My dad is here to pick me up and I'm not supposed to be making calls on my cell. I guess I might see you tomorrow. Bye Blaine"

"Bye." Blaine replied, and he gave Kurt his phone back.

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It was weekly bonding time at the Hudmels. Kurt was teaching his dad to make a soufflé.

"Soufflé is all about the whites. If you get yolk in it, or you don't let it stiffen properly than you might as well be making pancakes." Kurt said to his dad sounding extremely bored. He wasn't bored, his mind was just preoccupied.

"Allright. Ta-da." Burt said, popping a strawberry into his mouth.

Kurt looked at the dish and sighed. "You didn't leave enough room in the dish to let it rise."

"Hey." Burt said as Kurt walked away from him. "I'm sorry, why are you being so hard on me? I would've been happy with you teachin' me how to make….. Toast."

"I'm sorry dad" Kurt said turning to stare down into the sink. "I know that this is supposed to be bonding time but….."

Burt looked at Kurt and waited for him to continue.

Kurt sighed. "It's Blaine. I think he might be on the road to getting interested in Savannah."

"Wait." Burt said. "Savannah Lake from down the street?" Burt asked, and Kurt nodded.

"Okay, I'm confused. I thought he was gay too?"

"Oh he is! He is. But he and Savannah…" Kurt paused, not wanting to tell his dad too much. "At the party, their bodies were pretty much inseparable. Blaine, was experimenting I guess."

Burt decided that he would find out later what Kurt meant by 'inseparable.' Did it mean just making out or, did it go further than that. He wanted as much information about this party as he could get. But, he'd do that later.

Burt went into the fridge to get a beer. This was the perfect time to bring up this morning.

"Yeah! he's not the only one experimenting." He said looking at Kurt.

"What does that mean?" Kurt asked.

"Why was Blaine in your bed?"

Kurt didn't answer. He was looking for the right words.

Burt continued. "Look I need you to ask me, before you have someone sleep over."

"We were fully clothed the entire time. Blaine was too drunk to drive so I let him crash here. I was being responsible!"

Burt felt himself getting angry. "Wait a minute you kids are drinking now?"

Kurt knew he was in trouble, even if his dad believed that he wasn't drinking. "Finn and I didn't have any. If that's what you're worried about."

Burt sighed. No. he was worried about the fact that a bunch of teenagers are capable of throwing a party like this! Where the hell were people's parents?

"No." Burt said quickly. "What I'm worried about is you being inappropriate."

"And if Puckerman had a sleepover with Finn would that be inappropriate?" Kurt said getting defensive.

"That's different." Burt said shaking his head.

"Because they wouldn't have sex?" Kurt asked. He didn't know why he was getting so defensive about this. An auto mechanism to people he guessed because everyone immediately judged him for being gay. But he knew his dad wouldn't judge him that way. He was just worried about getting in trouble.

"No, I would never allow Finn to have a girl sleepover in his bed." Burt almost yelled.

"Finn was at the party too. Is he getting reamed?"

"Finn didn't come home with a girl in his bed, and for your information Kurt, he is grounded same as you for missing curfew last night."

Kurt was annoyed now. With his dad for grounding him, and with himself because he knew why he was being grounded. So he didn't say anything else.

"And, I want you to apologize for being inappropriate and promise me that you'll never do it again."

Kurt thought for a second that he wasn't being inappropriate so he shouldn't need to apologize. He and Blaine didn't do anything! But then after he thought about it for a second, he realized that Blaine in his bed was probably not a good idea. "Fine. I'm sorry. I won't have sleep overs with anyone who might be gay without asking you first."

"Thank you" Burt said, glad that this conversation was over.

Kurt turned to walk away now, and Burt was left in the kitchen with his beer feeling slightly awkward now. If they were throwing a party with alcoholic drinks, there was probably some teen sex going on. And he was not looking forward to having the talk with his son. But he had a feeling it needed to happen soon.

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It had been a very long week; both at McKinley and at Dalton. Savannah and Blaine were both very very nervous to meet after glee club on Friday. Savannah hadn't been able to convince Mr. Schue to let her leave early until after their performance at the assembly on Friday.

They had agreed to meet at the Lima bean at five o'clock so that Savannah would have time to get back to McKinley by 5:30 so that her dad could pick her up and not know that she had left. It was much easier for Blaine to get out of Warblers practice being that he was the lead singer and he had a car. As much as Wes would bang his damn gavel about the importance of 'practice practice practice' Blaine was persuasive, and being that he gets all of the solos, he's got some pull.

Blaine saw Savannah walk into the Lima Bean and instantly felt more comfortable. She really was such a nice girl and had a light and bubbly presence about her, and seeing her, Blaine didn't think that this conversation would be a problem anymore.

As she spotted him and walked up to him, she wondered if he would want to give her a hug. He wondered if that would be awkward for them. Especially considering the fact that the last time they were in the same room, they had drunken sex.

But her wonder was cleared when Blaine outstretched his arms to hug her anyway. He figured they are friends. And if Savannah didn't think they were quite friends yet, they would be official friends after this awkward conversation.

"How was your week?" Blaine asked letting go of their embrace.

"Well, I lost my virginity to a gay guy. At a party where I got extremely drunk and felt sick for a whole 24 hours. I got grounded for a month. Like all out grounded; no internet, no phone, no dessert grounded. Not exaggerating. And to top it all off, I had to try not to drink again in the three days of the week at school that remained because the rest of the New Directions were still drinking. And if I joined in with them, my parents would definitely notice and I would be dead. But other than that..." Savannah trailed off telling Blaine with a smile, and a chuckle.

Blaine was right. This conversation would be easy. There weren't mixed feelings. Sav was making this un-awkward with humor.

Thank god, Blaine thought.

"Well, my week wasn't much better." Blaine said ushering Savannah to follow him to a table and sit down. "My parents didn't know about me getting drunk, but they did ground me for spending the night at Kurt's house and not letting them know where I was until I came home from school the next day. And yeah, I'm gay and lost my virginity to a girl at a party where I got so drunk that I woke up, and my best friend had to tell me why I was in his bed, and I had to think really hard to remember my weekend. Oh, and I apparently didn't get enough making out done with you because I wanted to do it with Kurt too."

They both laughed together.

"What a party!" They both said in unison. And then laughed again afterwards.

"I just wanted to talk a little bit about what happened. And see if we were going to stay friends. I know we weren't really friends before, we only met a couple of times. But any of Kurt's friends, are my friends too." Blaine said.

"Definitely." Savannah agreed.

"So…." Savannah sighed.

"To kill the awkwardness, are we going to pretend that it never happened? Or what?"

"Well," Savannah said. "We don't have to forget that it happened. We should just never do that again. Deal?"

Blaine sipped his coffee and nodded with a smile. "Agreed."

It got quiet for a moment as they drank their coffee.

"So can I ask you a serious question?" Blaine asked.

"Sure." Savannah shrugged.

"Are you okay? Like, that was my first time so... I didn't hurt you or anything right? Because I don't really remember. I just remember it feeling really good. And then when I woke up, I was kind of sore." Blaine said with a small blush staining his cheeks.

Savannah blushed, but very uncomfortably. "I was sore too. Still am a little, but i'm okay. Thanks."

It was easy to see why Kurt liked Blaine. He was a really nice guy and he had a very dapper charm.

Blaine asked how their performance went for the yearly After New Years alcohol awareness assembly. She told him how it was a disaster and they laughed again. They talked about telling Kurt all about it. It'd be funny, because despite Kurt liking being with the Warblers, he always talked to Blaine about missing Mckinley glee and all of their crazy!

Very soon, they wrapped it up and Savannah headed out to make it back to school to avoid getting in any more trouble. They parted with a hug, very glad to have this situation be easy. They're nothing more than friends, there is no drama, and everything is okay.

At least for now, they can be content with things being easy. But how long will that last?