Kurt had caved after two days of badgering from Annabelle. Three days later they were at a club called Twist. Annabelle said she would come here whenever she needed a night out. She got Kurt to come stating she wanted him to meet somebody. Kurt dreaded going but he was happy to go out. He dressed down in jeans and a button up trying his best to just do casual.

“Blaine are you ready yet? Annabelle will be here soon.”

Kurt walked back into their bedroom from the master bath and saw Blaine still shirtless. He went over to him and wrapped his arms around his torso and kissed the back of his shoulder.

“Almost. I was going to put my shirt on but you decided to hug me and now I don't want to,” Blaine said.

“Get ready,” Kurt said letting go and sitting down on their bed. Blaine smiled and put his shirt on. He had a red and black striped polo on. Kurt smiled and Blaine came over and put his arms on either side of Kurt on the bed. Kurt moved to kiss him and Blaine returned the kiss. They stayed like for a few minutes intensifying the kiss. Blaine pulled away slowly and Kurt moaned softly.

“Why?”

“Because, your sister is on her way over and we don't need her wondering why we both look flustered.”

“I could care less right now,” Kurt muttered getting up and leaving the room. He went downstairs and into the kitchen. He heard a car pull into the driveway and he went outside. Annabelle ran up to him and hugged him.

“Hi Kurt. How have you been?”

“Fine. Yourself?” he asked.

“Good. Hi Blaine! Ready to go guys?”

Kurt turned to see Blaine closing the door and walking down to them. Kurt knew he had to forget what they just did but it was hard. He turned to Annabelle and he instantly did. He sighed knowing he should just tell her.

“So, are you staying at Blaine's tonight?”

“He's not good with alcohol. It's better if he does since he'd be going home alone so I said he could crash on the couch,” Blaine said.

“I'm the one not good with alcohol? Look who's talking...” Kurt said jokingly. Annabelle laughed and he saw Blaine scowl at him.

“I could take him to my place,” she suggested.

“No!” Kurt looked back at her “I mean...my car is already here and I've already accepted the offer,” he said.

“Why don't you stay the night yourself?” Blaine asked. Kurt looked back at him and gave him his best bitch glare.

“I would but my friend Andrea is going to the club too and said she'd take me home. She's getting a ride with a friend and said she'd take me home.”

Kurt silently thanked whatever being was out there and kept the glare on Blaine. Blaine smiled and walked down to Annabelle and took her hand. Kurt walked over to the car and got in the back.

“Have you two been to Twist before?”

“Never. I never heard of it before now. Plus I was never a club person,” Blaine said. Kurt recalled that night. It was their first and last night at Scandals or any club for that matter. Kurt never wanted to go back after that night. They got over it but that memory still hung in his mind.

“Same. I mean I've been to one before but the night ended badly,” Kurt said. He watched the scenery go by as they drove down the highway.

“Why?”

“Uh...had a fight with a close friend.”

“You and Blaine?”

“Yeah. I was drunk and Kurt kept trying to get me in the car and home but I kind of said some things to him and we yelled it out,” Blaine said. Kurt sighed still recalling that night.

“I yelled back at him for being an idiot but we got over it and we haven't fought since,” Kurt said.

“That's good. Well we're here guys. It's ten now but they're open until two a.m. We have a few hours,” she said. Kurt got out and saw a girl running to Annabelle. He assumed it was Andrea and smiled at Blaine and kicked him for what he said.

“Ow,” Blaine muttered.

“You deserved it,” Kurt muttered back.

“Maybe tonight will be better,” Blaine said. Kurt hoped so because deep down it felt like something was going to go wrong. Kurt paid the cover and went in behind Blaine and Annabelle. Blaine had his arm around Annabelle's waist and she led them over to the bar.

“Three beers,” she said. Kurt went to pay for his but she stopped him.

“It's on me,” she said to him. Kurt smiled and thanked her. He found a table in the corner and sat down at it and watched Annabelle lead Blaine off. Andrea came over to Kurt and sat by him.

“Hi,” Kurt said. Andrea just looked at him and smiled. This girl had long dark brown hair that was lightly curled. She had a bright smile and bright green eyes.

“Hi. So you're Kurt?”

“Yeah...”

“I'm her friend from school. Andrea Muller,” she said.

“Kurt Hummel,” he said.

“So what brings you here?”

“Annabelle...she said I need to get out and so I came here,” he replied.

“Well come on then! Let's dance!” she said. She grabbed his hand and tried to pull him.

“No! I don't want to dance...I'd rather be here than there,” Kurt said. He shooed her away and got another beer sitting down at the table again. He watched Blaine with Annabelle and felt like being sick watching them. This was not going to be an easy night.