A Love That Lasts

Chapter 11

“I can’t believe it is really you,” Blaine breathed as he looked at his soul mate. It was incredible and completely mind boggling to think that he had found his Kurt Hummel at last. For so long he had been following Kurt from afar on tv, in magazines, and through the internet, and now here he was in the flesh. Blaine had kissed Kurt’s perfectly round lips twice now and Kurt carried Blaine’s own name on his hand. It was everything he ever dared to dream of, everything he once feared would never come true.

“I can’t believe you’re real,” Kurt said in a small voice echoing Blaine’s sentiment. “I kept thinking that you were a figment of my imagination.”

Blaine wasn’t sure who initiated it first, but in the next second they were kissing again in a way that made Blaine’s whole body shudder with want. It was as though they were kissing only to reassure each other that they were really there with each other. Blaine’s tongue flicked against Kurt’s lower lip and it opened at once allowing him to deepen the kiss. One thing was absolutely certain, Kurt was a fantastic kisser. Unfortunately their moment was ruined when the bell rang, and they pulled apart with flushed faces and swollen lips.

“We’re late,” Kurt said, picking up his messenger bag.

“Totally worth it,” Blaine remarked as he and Kurt finally left the history classroom.

“I have biology next in room 110,” Kurt said, looking down at his schedule.

“I do too,” Blaine said, flashing him a grin. “It’s this way.”

The two were silent on the short walk to the classroom, holding hands as they went. Blaine felt so content to just be in his soul mates presence that words were not necessary. It only took a minute and Blaine paused when they reached the room, not wanting to go in.

“Can I have your phone number?” Kurt asked shyly holding out his phone. “I don’t want to lose you again.”

“Of course,” Blaine replied, taking the phone and entering his number before passing it back to Kurt. “I don’t want to lose you either.”

Blaine and Kurt smiled at each other for a moment and then Blaine twisted the door handle and they walked in together.

“I’m sorry I’m late Mrs. Sido,” Blaine apologized to the teacher, using all his charm. “I was showing the new kid around.”

“Not a problem Mr. Anderson, take your seat,” she said smiling at him briefly before turning her attention on Kurt. “You must be Kurt Hummel.”

“I must be,” Kurt agreed smiling politely.

“Well I see you’re already acquainted with Mr. Anderson and he conveniently has a seat open next to him. You can sit with him,” the teacher said kindly.

Blaine grinned up as Kurt came to sit down next to him. However, he was distracted for a moment when he saw who was watching them. Sebastian was glaring coldly at Kurt, as if he was insulted that Kurt showed his face at Dalton. When he caught Blaine’s gaze he gave him a brief furious look before turning away. There was definitely a story there that Blaine was eager to hear.

Once he looked away himself, he turned to see Kurt sitting next to him looking at him questioningly. In Blaine’s life he had never seen such a beautiful man, Kurt was absolutely stunning and Blaine wanted nothing more than to lean over and kiss him. Unfortunately there were too many eyes watching them, and Blaine knew that if he appeared to be anything more than friends, then there could be far reaching consequences for him.

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Kurt was thrilled that his crazy plan to find Blaine Anderson had actually worked. The irony was not lost on him that if he went to Dalton when his dad first suggested it, then he would’ve found Blaine much sooner. But then their meeting had been perfect and Kurt was thrilled beyond his wildest dreams to know that he had finally found the person he was destined to be with for life. And not even seeing the meerkat Sebastian could dampen Kurt’s mood.

He was happy to see that Blaine was in the remainder of his classes that day, and though they weren’t always sitting next to each other, just sitting in the same room was soothing. When the final class was over later that day, by unspoken agreement they hung back in the room until they were alone.

“I can’t stay long,” Blaine apologized. “I have Warbler practice in fifteen minutes.”

“You are in the Warblers?” Kurt asked in confusion. “I didn’t see you singing on Veteran’s Day.”

“I’m kind of the lead soloist,” Blaine admitted. “But I wasn’t singing that day since I was sick. I was in the audience.”

Kurt’s eyes widened in surprise, “But I saw you that day!” Or actually–” he stopped talking suddenly, blushing.

“What?” Blaine asked.

“I saw your eyes,” Kurt said. “Just your eyes. They haunted me for weeks and then I saw you at the mall and I think I knew then that you had to be Blaine.”

“I have been following you in the media since before your Dad went to the primaries. My friends always thought I had a celebrity crush on you,” Blaine replied, looking slightly embarrassed.

“I’m flattered,” Kurt said honestly. “I always wondered if my soul mate knew who I was.”

Blaine smiled, “I’m so happy you can to Dalton.”

“Me too,” Kurt breathed and he pressed a chaste kiss to Blaine’s lips.

When they pulled away Blaine sighed, “I really need to get to practice before they come looking for me.”

Before Kurt could stop himself, words tumbled out of his mouth, “Come over for dinner tonight.”

Blaine’s eyes widened in surprise, “Isn’t it kind of soon?”

Kurt blushed, “I know it is. But we are soul mates right? Some soul mates take things much faster. And honestly I just want to get to know you better. Come over tonight.”

“You are talking about the White House right? Like where you live?” Blaine asked.

Kurt laughed, “Of course at the White House. You can meet my Dad.”

Perhaps those were the wrong words to say because Blaine’s golden eyes grew even wider if that was possible. “You mean the President?”

“Yes Blaine, I know who my father is,” Kurt deadpanned.

Blaine blinked, “Sorry Kurt, I’m just a little surprised. I don’t normally get invited for dinner at the White House to meet the President.”

“My house is just a big white house and my Dad is just a Dad with a busy full time job,” Kurt said. “I promise that he won’t try to arrest you or anything. Will you come?”

Blaine smiled, “I can’t resist you. Of course I will.”

Kurt kissed him again and when they parted, Blaine waved once before running off to his practice. Kurt watched him go and then pulled out his phone to look at Blaine’s recently added number in his contact list. He smiled at it briefly before manipulating the touch screen to dial another number. It rang a few times, before someone finally answered.

“Kurt?”

“Hi Dad, how are you?” Kurt said cheerfully.

“I’m fine, just tied up with foreign policy right now,” Burt muttered. “Why the special call? We are having dinner later.”

“That is sort of why I’m calling Dad,” Kurt said, bracing himself. “I found him today.”

“Him?” Burt asked skeptically.

“Blaine,” Kurt replied quickly. “I found the real Blaine Anderson today, my Blaine Anderson!”

“Are you sure?” Burt asked cautiously.

“I’ve never been more positive,” Kurt breathed. “He is my Blaine, and I invited him over for dinner.”

“I hope for your sake and his that he is not another Sebastian,” Burt replied. “I don’t see a problem with meeting the kid, but this one will get the full background check.”

“Thank you Dad,” Kurt said. “Blaine is amazing, you’ll see.”

“Alright Kurt, I will see you at dinner,” Burt said. “Now I have a Cabinet meeting to get to and you need to head home now before the secret service agents outside your school come in looking for you.”

“I’m leaving now,” Kurt replied. “See you tonight Dad.”

“Bye Kurt,” Burt said. “I’m glad you had a good first day of school.”

When the receiver was set back down, Burt Hummel looked up to where his head of security  was waiting patiently for orders.

“I want a thorough background check on a Blaine Anderson who attends Dalton Academy, “ Burt told him. “I want a full report in an hour.”

“Yes, Mr. President.”