We had gone to Rachel’s party New Year’s Eve. Despite the agreement all those months ago, most of them were drunk. Finn, Blaine, and I knew better then to get drunk, so we settled with being designated drivers.

Blaine and I sat on the couch as we watched our friends carelessly dance with each other. It was really the sight to see and we couldn’t help but laugh at them.

I leaned my head on his shoulder as my eyes got heavy. I willed them to stay open but I couldn’t.

There was only five minutes left of 2011 and I was going to spend it taking a nap. Fantastic! I thought sarcastically to myself.

I was being shook gently awake and I heard a loud countdown throughout the room.

“5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Happy new year!!!!”

I watched as couples turned to each other to have that first kiss of the year. I looked up as Blaine kissed the top of my head, probably thinking I was still asleep.

I rolled over so I was straddling him, putting my hands on his cheeks.

"happy new year." I whispered as I leant in for a deep passionate kiss.

His hands moved over my waist, lifting my shirt a little so he could touch my skin. He moaned and I smiled through the kiss.

We broke apart, and he whined.

I leant in so I could nibble at his ear.

"Trust me; there will be more later." I said with a smile as I got up and walked over to get a bottle of water.

I could feel his stare, and that was proved when I glanced over my shoulder, looking as seductive as possible. But who knows, I don't know squat about sex, so it could have been different... But at least I tried. I returned, but instead of sitting down, Blaine stood up and grabbed my hand pulling me upstairs.

As we entered the family room, he stopped and turned to me, our lips immediately meeting. It was deep, and passionate. Nothing like we ever did before. Not even our first time. No, this was different. I didn’t think about it too much. I was really enjoying this.

His mouth moved from my lips down my jaw line and sucked on my neck. After he was satisfied he moved to my collar bone. I just stood there, gripping Blaine’s shoulders like there was no tomorrow, my head thrown back.

“Blaine, we are at Rachel’s house y-y-you know? W- we can’t do it h-h-here.” I said, breathless as his mouth kept sucking at my skin. This was unbearable.

He was no looking into my eyes, with a longing and a passion I had never seen before. And I’m never lie, it was hot. Why did he have to be so damn sexy all the time?

“Finn told us to get a room, so I did.” He said as he locked our hands together, playing with our fingers.

I looked at him, not really sure of what to say. I eyed him carefully as he just looked at me rather seductively. He leaned forward and nibbled at my ear. I trembled at the touch.

“Are you tired anymore?” He asked his breath close to my skin.

I quickly shook my head in desperation. I needed him. As long as I had him, my life was complete and 2012 was going to be freaking fantastic.

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I woke up with warm skin against my back. I opened my eyes to see my own alarm clock that read 6:30. I moaned softly.

Why the hell am I awake? I asked myself. I still had one more day of break. The least my body could do was let me sleep in.

The arm that was around my waist tightened slightly, the fingers brushing over my bare stomach.

“Mmmm, good morning beautiful.” The voice said, his lips kissing the back of my neck.

I let out a small yawn, stretching my body, but not moving too much in his embrace.

“Good morning to you.” I turned around so I faced him. I moved a lose curl out of his face and kissed him softly. “That was amazing… just to let you know.” I whispered softly.

He laughed, closing his eyes. “Mmmhmm it was.” He opened his eyes, looking at me with all the seriousness he could get at this early in the morning. He brushed my cheek bone with the back of his fingers. “I love you so much. I really hope you know that.”

I smiled. “I love you too.”

I didn’t want to but I got up, pulling my boxers on and walked to the bathroom to take a shower. I got out hearing Blaine humming and playing the guitar softly.

I put my clothes on and did my moisturizing routine and stepped out of the bathroom.

He looked like a freaking god. His back was turned to me, but even still, the way he sat on the edge of the bed, pants on but shirtless, strumming away at the guitar.

I walked over quietly and kneeled on the bed, wrapping my arms around his neck, running my hands over his bare chest. I kissed at his neck, sucking gently, hoping to god I would make my mark on him. He stopped playing and threw his head back.

“K-K-Kurt… ugh. Why must you torture me?”

I stepped off the bed and walked to the door, moving my hips a little more than necessary. I could hear him put his guitar down and follow me down the stairs.

We went to the kitchen to see my dad at the table sipping his coffee and reading the morning paper, and Carole curled on the couch reading a book.

I turned to look at Blaine hoping he had put a shirt on. He had. I smiled at him and walked to the refrigerator pulling out ingredients for pancakes.

“So, how was the party? Have fun?” Carole asked suddenly, getting off the couch and moving towards the table.

Blaine sat beside her. “Yeah, we had fun. We left after midnight. We didn’t want to see our friends drunk anymore.”

Burt looked up suddenly. Way to go Blaine. Way- to- go.

“What do you mean drunk? Don’t tell me you guys drank.”
“Oh no, no, no, no sir. Finn, Kurt and I didn’t drink at all. Trust me”, he laughed to himself, “I learned my lesson the first time.” He looked my dad in the eye to see he was glaring at him. “W-which I am still s-s-so sorry for sir.”

My dad only smiled, looking satisfied with himself, as he looked back down at his paper.

He walked into the kitchen to help me make breakfast. He cooked some bacon and toast, dancing to the tune he was humming.

I looked over to him and smiled. “Why are you so incredibly happy?”

“Oh I don’t know. It’s a new year; I have an amazing and beautiful boyfriend, incredible friends, and a place I know I can be myself. I just have a feeling this year will be the best yet. I can’t help but be happy.”

I smiled returning to flipping pancakes. We ate breakfast for the most part in silence. Occasionally we listed our new year’s resolution, but nothing more was said. I could sense something was wrong.

Blaine left shortly after, having to go home to spend time with his family. I walked him out, wrapping my arms around his neck. I kissed him goodbye and watched him as he drove off, giving a small wave before he was completely out of sight.

I walked into the house and was about to go upstairs when he called my name.

“Kurt. We need to talk.” They were still sitting at the table, my dad had set the paper aside and Carole was sipping at her tea.

I sat down, somehow knowing where this conversation was headed.

“Kurt, just last year we had a discussion about this. I know that you and Blaine have moved… forward in your relationship and all. But, you really need to ask me when you want him to stay over for the night.” His voice had an angry tone in it, his volume close to yelling.

I looked at my hands that were intertwined on the table.

“I’m sorry dad. It was just… last minute you know? I wasn’t planning on it.” I said softly, hoping to not upset him even more.

He let out a sigh. “Look buddy, I have to admit, I’m kind of upset about it. I know you’re growing up, and soon you’ll be an adult… well, you are pretty much an adult now. You can make decisions for yourself. But, please, at least tell me next time. I don’t want the awkwardness of secrets around this house. I know what I said before, but I’d rather you do it here then get in a sticky situation. I want you to be safe. Alright?”

I looked into his eyes for the first time since the conversation started. He looked hurt, and kind of mad. I only nodded.

“May I be excused? I need to do some stuff before tomorrow.”

“Yeah kiddo, you’re excused.” I stood up and was about to walk away.

“Hey Kurt?” I turned to see my dad getting up and walking over to me. He wrapped his muscular arms around my slim shoulders and pulled me in. “I love you, Kurt. I just don’t want you getting hurt, that’s all.” I nodded into his shoulder.

He let me go, and ruffled my hair. I groaned trying to fix again. He only laughed and went to sit back down. I flashed him a mocking smile and went upstairs.

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The rest of the day was uneventful. I tried to catch up on sleep so I wasn’t so tired tomorrow for school, but I couldn’t. All I could think of was Blaine. It wasn’t a burden for me though. I wanted to text him so bad, but I knew he wouldn’t be able to answer while hanging out with his family. I tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable. It was hopeless. I looked at my clock to see it was 5:00.

I went downstairs to see my parents cuddled on the couch watching An Affair to Remember. I smiled at the sight and leaned on the back of the couch directly behind them. It was at the part where she gets hit by the taxi.

“This part is the worse.” I saw them nearly jump out their seats, turning around to see me. “I mean come on. Going to meet the love of your life, only to be hit by a car, and never able to tell them why you didn’t show up.” I looked down at them. They were grinning ear to ear, almost to the point of laughing.

“What? I love this movie.” I said almost laughing myself.

They turned around, still holding back some giggles. I went to sit on the chair, watching the movie with them. As the movie ended I looked over to my parents. Carole was asleep, my dad’s arms around her. My dad’s eyes were filled with tears.

“Really dad?” I said laughing.

He wiped his eyes quickly. “I just had something in my eye. I got it.”

I only smiled as I got out of the chair and leaned over to give my dad a hug, careful to not disturb Carole. I realized how tired I really was.

“I gotta sleep too. Goodnight!”

“Goodnight kiddo. See you in the morning.”

I bounded up the stairs, and entered my room. I slipped into pajama pants and started my moisturizing routine. By the time I was done it was 7:30. Sure it was early, but it was a late night last night.

As I pulled the covers over me, I checked my phone one last time. I had a new message.

Well hello there, I know you are probably sleeping but I wanted to tell you goodnight. Words cannot describe the love I have for you. Sleep well my handsome prince. I’ll see you at school. XXXX- Blaine.

I smiled as I typed out a quick message. And who was it that said they weren’t romantic? I believe that was you. :D I love you too Blaine. You are so amazing. How did I get so lucky? I’ll see you tomorrow! XXXXXXXXXXX- Kurt.

I hit send and put my phone under my pillow. I was almost asleep when my phone buzzed. I smiled a little, but quickly realized he had just ruined the chance I had at sleeping.

I looked at the text. And who was it that said he had as much knowledge of sex as a baby penguin? Hmmm? ;)  Well anyway, I know you are probably trying to sleep, so I’ll leave it at that. And really I should be the one asking how I got lucky. You are too good for me. Every night I count my lucky stars, and I thank whatever brought us together. I love you so much.

I smiled at this and put my phone back in place, drifting off to sleep almost immediately. What I didn’t expect was the dreams that came that night.