Klaine_crisscolfer13
Dec. 16, 2014, 6 p.m.
Never Letting You Go: Chapter 10
M - Words: 1,384 - Last Updated: Dec 16, 2014 Story: Complete - Chapters: 17/? - Created: Nov 24, 2014 - Updated: Nov 24, 2014 208 0 0 0 0
Author's Notes:
Ok, when I first wrote this story, I didnt really know how to write sex, so I just put a song there. I apologize for my baby penguin-ness, and I promise there will be stories in the future with actual sex.
Sectionals were a week away. The Warblers were all hard at work. Finally the big day was here. We were on the bus.The closer we got to the place, the tighter my tie felt. My blazer felt like it didnt fit right. My hands were shaky.
When we got off the bus, Blaine stopped me.
"Dont be nervous. Just look at me. Ill help you through it."
I nodded and we walked into the building. We went backstage because we were the first group to perform.
After what seemed like forever, the show was finally starting. The announcer introduced the celebrity judges, then announced us. We took the stage. The curtain opened and the rest of the Warblers started to hum the music. Blaine stepped forward and started to sing.
Never knew I could feel like this. Like Ive never seen the sky before. I want to vanish inside your kiss. Seasons may change, winter to spring. But I love you until the end of time.
Come what may. Come what may. I will love you until my dying day.
Suddenly the word seems such a perfect place. Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace. Suddenly my life doesnt seem such a waste. It all revolves around you. And theres no mountain too high, no river too wide. Sing out this song and Ill be there by your side. Storm clouds may gather and stars may collide.
But I love you.
I love you.
Until the end of time.
Come what may. Come what may. I will love you. I will love you.
The audience stood to their feet and cheered for us. It sounded like they were all far Paway. I couldnt stop thinking about the song. It seemed like it was a reminder of everything that was wrong in my life. I felt like I was going to be sick.Suddenly, I ran off the stage.
I heard the sound of someone running after me.
"Kurt." Blaine called.
He caught up to me and put his hands on my shoulders, turning me around to face him.
"Blaine, I cant do this. I feel like Im going to be sick." I said.
"Too much pressure for you to handle, Kurt?" Sebastian asked in a phony sympathetic voice as he walked up behind Blaine. He put his hand on Blaines arm.
"Sebastian, go do Tainted Love for me." He said, shaking Sebastians hand off his arm. "Well be back in time to do The Way You Make Me Feel."
Sebastian glared at me for a minute, then turned around and went back to the stage. I fell into Blaines arms.
"Its okay." Blaine soothed.
"No, its not." I said. "This morning, my doctor called. Ive stopped responding to the treatments. Im getting worse."
Blaine didnt say anything, he just wrapped his arms tighter around me.
"Cmon they need us." He said, softly caressing my cheek. We went back to the stage to do the final song.
Hey pretty baby with the high heels on, you give me fever like Ive never ever known. Your just a product of loveliness. I like the groove of your walk, your talk, your dress. I feel your fever from miles around. Ill pick you up in my car and well paint the town. Just kiss me baby and tell me twice that your the one for me.
The way you make me feel. (The way you make me feel.)
You really turn me on. (You really turn me on)
You knock me off my feet. (You knock me off my feet.)
My lonely days are gone. (My lonely days are gone.)
I like this feeling youre giving me. Just hold me baby and Im in ecstasy. Ill be working from nine to five to buy you things to keep you by my side. Ive never been so in love before. Promise baby youll love me forevermore. I swear Im keeping you satisfied, cuz youre the one for me.
The way you make me feel. (The way you make me feel.)
You really turn me on. (You really turn me on)
You knock me off my feet. (You knock me off my feet.)
My lonely days are gone. (My lonely days are gone.)
The way you make me feel. (The way you make me feel.)
You really turn me on. (You really turn me on)
You knock me off my feet. (You knock me off my feet.)
My lonely days are gone.(My lonely days are gone.)
Aint nobodys business, aint nobodys business. Aint nobodys business but mine and my babys.
Give it to me give, give me some time. Come on be my girl, I wanna be with mine. Aint
nobodys business, aint nobodys business. Aint nobodys business but mine and my babys.
The way you make me feel.
You really turn me on.
You knock me off my feet.
My lonely days are gone.
We walked off the stage and went into the audience.
After the other two groups performed, we went to the stage to see who won."In second place. From Dalton Academy for boys: the Warblers." One of the judges announced. Another judge brought us our trophy.
"In first place... From William McKinley High School: the New Directions."
"Congratulations." I said to Mercedes.
"Thanks. Im sorry."
"Its my fault. I shouldnt have run off the stage like I did." I said. "But, youll have fun at regionals."
"Ill see you later." She said.
"Okay."
Blaine walked up behind me and put his arm around me.
"Kurt, please dont blame yourself for us losing."
"If I hadnt of run off we might have won." I said.
He pulled me into his arms, rubbing my back soothingly.
"Cmon. Lets go to my house and eat ice cream."
We went to his house and he scooped out two bowls of Rocky Road ice cream.
"Kurt, it wasnt your fault." He repeated. "For all we know, the judges couldve been a bunch of homophobes who thought that we were a gay school."
I didnt want to talk about it anymore.
"The day we met, I promised to tell you about my mom." I said, changing the subject.
He gave me his full, undivided attention.
"Her name was Elizabeth, thats who I got my middle name from." I started. "I was eight when she died. She was coming home from the grocery store. After an hour of her being gone, my dad and I started to wonder where she was. Then, we got the phone call..."
A few tears rolled down my face.
Blaine pulled me into his arms. I rested my head on his shoulder.
"Kurt, I love you."
I wrapped my arms around him tighter.
"I love you, too."
We went up to his room and sat on his bed.
"Thanks for making me feel better." I said.
"No problem."
It started to get dark, so I decided to stay the night there.
"Blaine, theres something Ive wanted to try for a while." I said sheepishly.
"What?" He said with an amused smirk.
"Well, I... Er, Im a little too embarrassed to say it in words. So, I decided to say it in a song."
"Okay." He said, beyond amused by now.
I took a deep breath.
K: I was feeling done in, couldnt win. Ive only ever kissed before.
B: You mean you...?
K: Uh-huh. I felt theres no use getting into heavy petting. It only leads to trouble and seat wetting. Now all I want to know is how to go. Ive tasted blood and I want more.
B: More, more, more!
K: Ill put up no resistance, I want to stay the distance. Ive got an itch to scratch. I need assistance.
Toucha toucha toucha touch me. I wanna be dirty. Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me. Creature of the night.
Then if anything grows while you pose, Ill oil you up and drop you down.
B: Down, down, down!
K: And thats just one small fraction of the main attraction. You need a friendly hand, and I need action.
Toucha toucha toucha touch me. I wanna be dirty. Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me. Creature of the night.
B: Toucha toucha toucha touch me. I wanna be dirty. Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me. Creature of the night.
K: Oh! Toucha toucha toucha touch me, uh! I wanna be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me. Creature of the night.
B: Creature of the night.
K: Creature of the night.
B: Creature of the night.
K: Creature of the night.
B: Creature of the night.
K: Creature of the night.
B: Creature of the night.
K: Creature of the night. *gasp*