Nov. 8, 2011, 11:53 a.m.
My Missing Puzzle Piece: Chapter 3
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I find myself wondering if he’ll audition for the Warblers, he would be a wonderful addition I’m sure. Not that I’ve actually heard him sing… Oh well, those are issues that we can easily over come. But honestly, if the way he speaks is the basis of what his singing is going to sound like, then I’m going to be blown away. Just hearing the boy talk is breathtaking enough. The only issue I see there being is that our dynamic as a group is sure to be different than that of New Directions. Surely he’ll adapt to it fine, and I wont say no to spending even more time with him.
I’m still slightly taken aback by just the thought that someone would want to hurt such an amazing human being, like Kurt. He’s so sweet and kind, from what I can tell, he’s never done anything to any one of the horrible guys that torment him daily. I never understood the mindset of a homophobe; even if I try to look at it from an un-biased point of view I still can’t understand what is so wrong with love. No matter who it is you love. Because ultimately it’s not about who you’re attracted to, it’s all about who you fall in love with.
Looking around my room, I realized it was kind of a sty. When you live alone for a few months and you’re a teenage boy, things are bound to get messy. I’d honestly forgotten about cleaning my dorm when I met Kurt, all my time and energy was spent thinking about Kurt and his gorgeous eyes… Such an amazing shade of blue… Damn, it happened again. What the hell was I getting at with this? Oh, right my room.
Well, I’d invited Kurt over to show him around the school before he was actually a student so he could avoid the first day confusion. He would be arriving to my dorm room in about half an hour, and with my room looking like this… I had quite the job to do. The clothes I’d worn for the past 2 weeks were scattered all over the floor, I didn’t exactly have time to do my laundry, so I through it all in the hamper and hastily shoved it into the closet along with multiple empty food containers and boxes. Hell I don’t remember bringing half of this shit in here. The things that infatuation will do to a person.
Thankfully, I had enough time to borrow Wes’ vacuum before Kurt arrives, and my room looked presentable at least. We were now seated on the floor with Chinese food boxed in between us, while a Disney movie played in the background, but was quickly forgotten when we started discussing the school, and the things Kurt would have difficulties adapting too. Classes are harder, kids are nicer, Warblers have a different group dynamic, but are all super nice guys. Things like that. “It helps that I met you Blaine, I’m not to sure if I’d be here if I hadn’t” Well then, it seems that while I still blame myself for Kurt needing to leave McKinley, he blames me for showing him that he had other options.
“Honestly Blaine, you need to stop blaming yourself for the kiss thing. Seems to me like he was bound to do it eventually. You’ve been nothing but wonderful since we met, and you showed me that Dalton exists okay. Now stop the whining and tell me about the Warblers.”
Leave it to Kurt to know exactly what I had been thinking about, we hadn’t even known each other two months and yet we already had such a connection. Then again I could be making all of this up in my head to fuel the obsession I have with him, but you know what I’m strangely okay with that. The best part of having Kurt move to Dalton (which has officially been confirmed by the way!) is that I’ll get to know him so much more, he will be more than the most gorgeous person I’ve ever seen with the sad past/present. Even if Kurt and I don’t end up together, I know that I’ve just found myself a new best friend.