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Roles Reversed: Candles


T - Words: 1,698 - Last Updated: Jan 24, 2015
Story: Closed - Chapters: 13/? - Created: Jan 20, 2014 - Updated: Jan 20, 2014
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A/N: Ok, finally some stuff is kinda happening? Woo! Fair warning though, Sebastian is coming back. 

Please comment, review, favorite, follow, vote, etc.! Thank you fro reading! 

-Jordan           


“What's taking you so long?” Blaine asks, as he comes over to me at the trash.

 

            I hold the coffee cup out to Blaine so he can see what's written on it, and he immediately started scowling. “What the hell?” is all he says.

 

            “I know, weird right? I wasn't expecting that. Forward, isn't he…” I trail off, but Blaine looks furious.

 

            “Your not actually gunna call him, are you?”

 

            I laugh. “Well, I don't know, it's very tempting. Because he's so my type.”

 

            Blaine frowns harder. “Oh, I wasn't aware you were into that.”

 

            “Blaine! You are being ridiculous. He is not my type! I was kidding.” What has gotten into him?

           

            “I know, it's just- never mind. Lets go.”

 

            I follow him out to the parking lot, and get in my car, wondering what that was about the whole way to Dalton.

 

~~~~~~~

 

               When I get back to my room, I feel put out. Blaine was still mad at me when we got back to the school, so I just decided to go hang out with Nick.  After finding him, I decided to explain what happened, because I'm feeling confused.

 

            “So what you're telling me, is Blaine was jealous.”

 

            “I guess, but why?” I don't know why he would be.

 

            “Kurt, stop being so oblivious. HE LIKES YOU. A lot.” Nick states, like it's the most obvious thing ever.

 

            “What? No, we're just friends…”

 

            “You are, right now. But he likes you as more, and from the way you act, I think you like him back.”

 

            “I really haven't considered it. But yeah, I guess I do. I just don't want to ruin the friendship. I think it's safer just being friends.”

 

            “Alright, if that's what you think. Just, be sensitive, okay? Because he really cares about you.”

 

            I nod my head, and realize he's right. But I still think making a move on Blaine or something would just lead to drama.

 

~~~~~

 

            I'm auditioning for a solo in the Warblers today. I've been in the group for about a week now, and they've all been great to me. Since I'm a newbie, I really don't expect to get a solo or lead at all, but it can't hurt to try.

            For my audition, Jeff, Trent, and Thad helped me make an arrangement of Teenage Dream, so they will be harmonizing and singing in the back ground while I take center stage.

            I would have asked Kurt to help to, but the song is kinda for him, and I want to be able to look at him as I sing. Weird, I know. But I think it will be easier for me if I have someone to focus one.

            I hear Wes introduce me to the group, so we come out. The three boys start the song then I come in with the lead vocals. I make eye contact with Kurt a few times, who blushes a bit but smiles widely. The performance goes really well and once we are done everyone cheers.

 

            We sit down, ready to listen to the rest of the solo auditions today. Kurt and Nick are both auditioning too. We were the three finalists, and most likely only two of us will get chosen. I really want to get the lead, but the other two boys were here first, so I don't want to steal their spot.

            Kurt sings Ben, by Michael Jackson, for his audition, and he is perfect. Every time he sings I fall more in love with his voice.

Nick also does a great job with his song, but I don't pay much attention to the performance, because I'm sitting next to Kurt. Who keeps getting closer. And his hand is brushing my thigh. Which really isn't helping me think properly.

            The auditions are finally over, and we all file out of the room, with the promise of finding out the results tomorrow.

            It's a Thursday night, so I will be joining Jeff, Nick, and Kurt for a movie night. Last week, I wasn't sure what to expect, but it was really fun and I got to know the three of them well.

 

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            After changing into sweats and a t-shirt, and grabbing some candy, I head over to Kurt and Nick's room. Tonight we are watching some new chick flick that came out, just for laughs, as Jeff said, so I think the night will mostly be spent talking.

            When I walk in, the other three boys are already all settled and comfy. Nick and Jeff are next to each other on Nick's bed, which leaves the only open spaces to be across the room on a chair, which is far from the TV, or next to Kurt on his bed, which could be risky, because of the circumstance. But before I debate it any more, Kurt has gotten up and pulled me over next to him, saying I shouldn't be so shy.

 

            In the corner of my eye, I see Jeff and Nick exchange mischievous smiles, and I think they may have done this on purpose. They really want Kurt and I to date, and even have started calling us by a couple name they created, according to Jeff. Klaine. That's what they call the two of us.

            It does have a nice ring to it.

            I try to stop thinking about these things, because Kurt is right there.  And he's in his skinny jeans. Which is really distracting to be next to.

            Thankfully, a distraction comes, when Kurt takes the candy from me and opens it up. He asks me what kind I want, and I take the Sour Patch Kids, which makes him frown.

            “What?” I ask, sure there is some ridiculous reason, because Kurt always has thoughts on everything.

 

            “Well, I wanted those, but you kinda took them. I guess we will just have to share! I'll grab a bowl or something. I'll be right back.”

 

~~~~~~~~~~~

            The movie is halfway done, and Kurt and I are on our second box of candy. He insisted we kept sharing, that way Kurt could “feel not so guilty about the calories.”

            The movie turned out to actually be pretty funny, and I was enjoying myself. I was enjoying it, but Nick and Jeff kept talking loudly, which caused me to yell at them lots. We are getting to a really good part in the movie, and I am super into it, so when I reach down for the candy, I miss, and some how grab Kurt's hand instead. But instead of taking it away, he holds mine back. I smile to myself, but don't look over at Kurt, because I don't want this to end.

 

Our hands don't leave each other for the rest of the movie, but once it's over he takes his hand away quickly and starts blushing. I hope he doesn't regret it or something. I mean, it doesn't have to be romantic, it could just be a friend thing.  I'm trying not to freak out and overreact, so I decide to try and start a conversation with Nick.

When I looked over though, they were both smiling like crazy, and I realized that they probably saw us. Oh lord. I'm never living this down.

 

            “Well, I'm really tired and have like three tests tomorrow, so um, yeah, I'm just gunna go. But I'll see you guys tomorrow. Want to come with Jeff?” The sooner I get him out of this room the better.

 

            “Yeah, alright Blainers, I'll come. Bye Nick! Bye Kurt!” he calls as we leave. Once we are a ways down the hall, he looks at me excitedly.

 

            “What?” I say monotonously. He gives me a look, which shows I'm not fooling him.

 

            “Um, I'm kinda excited, because you and your lover boy just spent an hour holding hands! Holding hands! Klaine is on!!!! Woo!”

 

            “Jeff, be quiet! Your gunna wake people up.” We are in our room already, but still. “And besides, I don't think he thought of it like that. He just did it because we were friends I bet. It doesnt mean anything.”

 

            Jeff frowns at me, obviously displeased with this answer. “Blaine, you can keep denying it all you want, but I really don't know why. Just, don't kill it before it starts, okay?”

 

            I nod, because he's right. Maybe I can try and be more flirty with Kurt. I'll ask Jeff for advice in the morning.

 

~~~~~~~

 

            All morning I've been jittery and had high nerves, leading up to the Warblers meeting. I've seen both Kurt and Jeff, who are both nervous as well, but not as much as me. It's probably because they know they will get the solos, as usual. Apparently, Kurt and Nick had each had a solo for sectionals, and that had gone well for them, so I bet it will be the same again. No. I need to think positively! I'm a good singer too.

            As I walk to the meeting, I see Kurt standing outside the door, pacing back and forth. I smile, because how adorable is he?

 

            “Hey, someone feeling nervous?”

 

            “Um, yes! I really want the solo, but you and Nick are just so good…”

 

            “You are a fabulous singer Kurt, and the council loves you. Don't stress.”

 

            He gives me a nervous glance, but then stands up straight and nods. With that, he opens the door and walks in confidently. I follow behind, trying to do the same.

 

            Once all the Warblers have arrived, Wes bangs his gavel. “Warblers, I am pleased to let you know that we have decided on who will be taking lead for Regionals. For the opening number, Nick will be singing Uptown Girl, by Billy Joel.” Everyone cheers for Nick, and he gives a little bow, smiling. That song will sound great with his voice, and it will be amazing as acapella.

            “And for our second song, we do Candles, by Hey Monday, being sang by,” I hold my breath in anticipation, “Blaine Anderson,” and then start smiling like crazy, “and Kurt Hummel.” Oh my gosh, we have a duet!!!

 

            I look over to Kurt, who is also grinning. We make eye contact, and his face brightens. I cannot wait to start practicing.

 

 


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