xxxx

“BLAINEEEEEEEEERS!” Jeff greeted him with an excited shout and a bone-crushing hug. He was also blasting some old Katy Perry songs for the sake of the old times, as he put it. Blaine could only grin, because apparently Jeff’s hyperactivity was contagious.

They spent some time talking about stuff they did while they were together at Dalton. They spent some time laughing at the memory of Wes’ obsession with the gavel he once had and that one time Blaine had a crush on the Gap employee who was considered a pedophile by the members of the Warblers. Blaine was shocked to find out that just now, but Jeff just nudged him in the ribs and told him that he was a pretty oblivious kid.

After an hour or so, Blaine went to his room to unpack. He had to call his parents to assure them that he was alive and kicking, and then maybe, if he had some time, he could go out and check out a coffee shop or just wander around the neighborhood. He still couldn’t believe that he was actually in New York.

Jeff had other plans for their night, though. He burst into the door of Blaine’s room and sat on the bed, crossing his legs and picking up a random CD, which was lying on the bed.

“Blainers, we’re going out tonight. There’s this party and you wouldn’t believe who is going to be there!” he said, not looking up to see the pessimistic look on his roommate’s face. “So, you’re not saying anything, I’d take that as an ‘I’m so excited, I can’t even mutter a word’. Nick is going to be there.” He finally looked up and was met by Blaine’s puzzled expression.

“Wasn’t Nick you ex?” his eyebrows were knitted together in confusion. “Why would you want to see the guy?”

“Err…about that. Yes, he was my ex until we made up. We’re kind of dating once again.” Jeff smiled and stood up. “I’m not taking no as an answer. That’s the perfect chance for you to get to know people and if you’re being too awkward or something, we could always just get wasted.” he shrugged, while making his way out of the room. “Be ready by eleven.” Jeff shouted from the hall.
Blaine rolled his eyes, but started looking for something appropriate to wear.

xxxx

Around a quarter to eleven, Jeff was once again sitting on his bed, dressed in a ridiculously pink top and tight black jeans (“What are you even talking about, Blainers, you have no fashion sense whatsoever.” Jeff gave him the finger and started going through his closet). The blonde boy told him that his black cardigan didn’t look good over his grey t-shirt and black jeans, oh God, he looked like he was going to a funeral, and not a party full of people he could possibly hook up with. Blaine had once again the urge to roll his eyes, but he managed not to, and caught the dark red shirt that was thrown his way. Next were a pair of dark blue jeans, a black belt and his outfit was ready.

“Wearing that, everyone would want a piece of you.” Jeff winked and went to get his cell to call a cab.

Blaine followed him out of the apartment, listening to his roommate describing some of the people who he might meet at the party, telling him what to expect.

xxxx

Two hours and five shots of tequila later, Blaine was half-lying on a couch, talking to some guy about music. The guy was pretty cool, his name was Finn and he was huge. He said he played the drums and he used to sing so Blaine became interested in their conversation pretty fast. Finn was talking about some girl, who used to be something like his duet partner, Blaine wasn’t really sure anymore, when he had the sudden urge to go and grab something to drink.

“Wait for me, I’m just gonna get a beer or something.” He slurred and Finn nodded, sinking on the couch.

He was making his way towards the kitchen, when he bumped into someone. Damn his co-ordination and all the liquor he had consumed.

“Oh, sorry, didn’t see you.” Blaine mumbled and then he looked up and was met by the brightest pair of blue eyes he has ever seen. He wasn’t sure if he said wow or if it was just a thought in his head, but it was the only thing that could describe them.

“Don’t worry about it.” the owner of the eyes replied and that was when Blaine had the chance to really look at him. He had a perfectly styled hair, pretty pink lips and porcelain skin. The guy looked like a statue, he was breath-taking and Blaine was just some random drunk, who was probably staring at him like the creep he usually wasn’t. So, he closed his mouth and went to get that beer.
When he resumed his seat on the sofa, Finn was still there, talking to Jeff.

“Hey, guys, do you know who that guy is?” he pointed discreetly to the guy he just bumped into, who was talking to some Asian chick.

“That’s my brother.” Finn replied casually and sipped his beer. “He doesn’t usually go to parties, but I convinced him to come with me tonight.”

“Oh, cool.” Blaine nodded, his heart was beating fast in his chest and he was so going to ask Jeff about him later.

For now, though, he was okay with sitting on the comfy couch, talking to Finn after Jeff disappeared somewhere with Nick.

xxxx

When he woke up, Blaine’s head was pounding. He found out with horror that he has slept in his clothes and made some disgusted noises before he went and took an hour-long shower.

The only thing that he needed after that was some caffeine, so he went to the kitchen. Jeff pushed a large cup of coffee into his hand, without saying anything. Blaine ruffled his hear lovingly and they drank their coffees in silence.

“So, do you know Finn’s brother?” Blaine couldn’t help, but ask, breaking the silence.

“Oh, no, there we go….” Jeff sighed and shot his roommate a dirty look. “The boy is trouble, Blainers. You shouldn’t be interested in him.”

“Jeff, I don’t want us to get married and have some stupidly attractive babies…I was just curious.”

“Okay, I’ll only tell you this – his name is Kurt, he works in a coffee shop and he’s studying drama or something. Everyone who knows him says he’s a star. That’s it. Curiosity satisfied now?” Jeff asked, hoping to get a positive answer.

“Yeah, sure. I just don’t see what’s wrong with him.” he shrugged and started playing with his fingers.

“He’s kind of an…ice queen, you know what I mean? He must have a pretty solid reason for being this cold to people, but I guess I’m not interested enough in finding out. It’s none of my business and it’s none of yours either. Don’t go looking for troubles from day two, okay?” Jeff looked serious about this, but Blaine couldn’t get the guy – Kurt, out of his head.

He told Jeff that he wouldn’t do anything stupid. He never said that he wouldn’t check that coffee shop, where he worked, though. Blaine would just go for a coffee and accidentally see Kurt there, that’s it.

The only thing left to find out was the name of the coffee shop so he could go there and hope that Kurt didn’t remember him.