I felt his hands softly trailing up and down my legs as he muttered softly into my ear.

"You are the most beautiful creation I have ever seen, these eyes as blue as a summer sky..." Soft kisses are placed onto both my eyelids "this button nose...." Kiss placed on my nose "these cheeks that flush pink every time I catch you staring...." Peppered kisses along my cheek bones "these lips so- kiddo are you ok?" My eyes fly open looking into a confused hazel stare.

"What?" I ask feeling the hands move from my inner thigh.

Those eyes stay focused on me looking exactly how I feel.

"Kiddo are you ok?" That voice doesn't match those eyes.... "Kurt?? Kurt...."

This time it sinks into my consciousness as my eyes open weakly against the harsh morning sun. There up above me is my dad's concerned face...

"You ok? You were moving around and moaning loud enough for me to hear upstairs!" My dad asked.

"Yeah! Just a bad dream I guess..." My voice manages to croak. Dad chuckles softly and boy does it make my head rattle, making me wince in pain.

"You sure you're ok? You look kinda translucent and not in the good way!" I feel his hand reach up onto my forehead.

"I'm fine! Just the start of a cold..." I trail off after trying to sit up to fast and the contents of my brain attempt to seep out of my brain, this is not going to be a good day. "I'll be fine dad!" He seems reassured by this and moves off my bed heading to the stairs.

"Ok if you're sure? I'm heading off to work now so see you later! Love you kiddo!" He turns and waves before stomping up the stairs like a herd of elephants-mutant sized elephants! I slowly lift myself into a seated position with my legs dangling off of the bed, bracing myself as I locate my phone and send off a quick text...

Please inform me...... Why did you let me lick a brick wall and run into it repeatedly last night!?!?! Xox

It binged back instantly.

Oh pipe it down peachy..... I can't stand this ringtone are you trying to kill me?!? S xox

Before I got the chance to reply it dinged again causing my head to take off into orbit and crash land.

Also don't believe a word the hobbit says!! I swear I asked for your drinks to be virgins.... Xox

I groaned remembering that she was the cause of this before noticing it wasn't good for my current state...

Oh yes! I'm sure you did...:-$ xox

Kisses on the end mean you're not really mad.... Shame you didn't get some... My Peachy was HOT!! ;-* xox

I sighed and slowly made my way to the shower.

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Walking through those double doors were torture!! Don't get me wrong stopping to be sick at the side of the road wasn't fun either (three times not that I'm counting) but who knew McKinley high held the record of loudest student body in all of Ohio?! As I rounded the corner to my locker I realised Blaine wasn't at his either.... Thank god! Or Shiva! Or whoever is watching down on me. I don't think I could look at him after that dream.... Even though it was clearly the alcohol! I did notice a bit of paper hanging through the grate. Looking around me I didn't see anyone hovering near by to shout "gotcha" so slowly took it out finding a scrawled note in what was definitely Blaine's hand writing.

Dearest peachy I know that you're in pain,

So I will let you off with my new shirts stain.

I know alcohol leaves you feeling quite sour

But be glad I stopped your eighth drink in an hour.

So let me help to brighten up your day

With a coffee and cheese cake just to say....

I love you until our lives will end,

And after that too my dearest friend.

Bumble bee <3

That's my best friend ladies and gents..... With his cheesy poems and my favourite calorific treat to improve my bitchy mood. And true to form inside my locker was my favourite chocolate cheese cake from breadsticks and a large coffee. I smiled to myself taking a swig of coffee and sending off a text to Blaine. It's not like he will know what my dream was about? And it was a random one-time thing.... Not like it matters right?

Peachy appreciates the gift... Tell bumble his good deed for the day is done <3

Bumble says thank fuck! And that peachy is his BFF beautiful fucking friend..... <3

Well tell him peachy says thanks :-D and that if he doesn't hurry he'll miss home room.... <3

Bumble owes peachy a very big hug <3

And before I could text back I was picked up and thrown around in circles.... Holding my gag reflex in I squeezed my eyes shut.

"B!! Put me down or I will be sick....." I squealed earning me a look from some freshman but not caring as I was safely planted back onto my feet. "Thank you!" I say catching his eye and blushing fiercely at the small heard of butterflies in my stomach.

"So homeroom?" Blaine asks far too chipper as he links arms with me. I'm about to prywhat has him in such a good mood as I feel a hand squeeze my ass, sending me into a rage! If one jock lays a hand on these designer jeans I will lose it!

"Calm down peachy! It's only me!" Santana whispers as she squeezes in between us. I give her my best bitch stare. "Ok so I maybe owe you an apology for giving you adults' juice- BUT Blaine here pulled a hottie! Sure a hottie nearing assisted living age....but have to take what you can get being a height deficient teen!" She smirks and although it pains me I have to chuckle at Blaine's face.

"Tan! For your Information he's twenty three, just graduated from Ohio state and-"

"Is standing in front of the choir room...." Santana chimed watching Blaine realise what she said before all but walking into him.

"Oh seb-"

"Blaine wha-" they both started at once leaving an awkward silence. After I swallowed my heart back down from my throat I coughed to break Blaine's thoughts forcing him to speak.

"What are you doing here?" This was clearly upsetting Blaine and left me with a small forest fire raging war on the pit of my stomach (don't be sick Hummel!)

"....... So here I am!" Sebastian finished. Wait what did I miss? Damn drama in my own head. Blaine was laughing now... Why was he laughing wasn't this guy stalking him after an hour together in a seedy gay bar?!

"Ok so I'll see you at lunch? Once I've helped Mich- Mr Smythe move into his office Kay?" He reached out to gently touch Blaine's cheek and I had to hold in the automatic gag I felt... Seriously who is this guy!?!

"Kay text me....b-b-bye" Blaine stuttered as he received a kiss on top of his tamed curls. Oh please! What kind of Prince Charming shit is that!!!

"Ok so Senior citizen Seb is a fuckable piece of shit.... Not to mention that ASS! Let me tell you Bee you're lucky we play for opposite teams... Or I would be all up on THAT!!" Santana screeched earning her a dig in the side from both of us. Blaine in humiliation and me in annoyance of my head being rattled again! "Argh you two gays can't take a joke" she mumbled rubbing her sides. "But seriously B don't you think its weird dating your teachers brother? I mean unless you like that sort of thing... Please sir! Let me fuck your brother on your desk as you watch... Or maybe you can join us? Batting those honey eyes at him! Oh god I think I just came..." She dramatically wipes her brow as I look at her.

"Please tan! As if he is going to date a random guy he met inscandals!! I mean he has some st-"

"Actually I am! We are meeting for lunch today and going to see the rocky horror show revival tomorrow....." He trailed off looking at the floor. Rocky horror is our thing! Mine and Blaine's! Ever since we were five and hid behind the couch while our parents had a movie night! Watching frankfurter come down that lift still gives me chills.... Be who you want to be regardless of what others think! And now he was going to watch it with a smarmy meerkat looking random that picked him up in a bar!?! This day just gets better and better! I storm away reeling at this information and try to avoid Blaine as best I can until glee club...

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While waiting for meerkat senior- I mean Mr Smythe - Blaine saddled up to his chair on my left side without looking me in the eye, which hurt, ok crushed my soul slightly. I felt a prod in my side as Blaine past me a note...

I'm sorry I upset you! I'm just excited I really like Seb.... Please be happy for me.... :^{

Ok how can he even make me feel his puppy dog eyes in a note? I'm powerless to them so give his hand a squeeze and offer him a quick smile as our new teacher enters.

He's slightly taller than meerkat face and more muscly and toned, his hair styled into a soft blonde flick. He has the same smirk making me want to automatically hit it but is dressed in loose fitting combats and white t-shirt.

"Hi there guys! My name is Mr Smythe, I'll be your teacher up until Christmas break! And no I'm not going to go easy on you! You have the chance to go to nationals and win this year! And I think by shaking things up you really have the potential! So let's get acquainted...... You! What's your name?!" Everyone turns to see him pointing at Rachel! Oh this should be good.....

"Hi I'm Rachel Berry! I'm the lead soloist for this group..." A slight kiss ass mutter was heard from Sam's corner making everyone laugh and Rachel huff in annoyance. ".....as you can see my true talents prove too much for some less fortunate members of the team but I am willing to help train whoever you think needs some guidance!" Mr Smythe just looked on in an 'is she for real?' Expression making Finn start to talk.

"I'm Finn, I like the drums and singing...."

"....yeah cause you can't dance for shit Frankenteen! I'm Santana I'll tell you what's what because the only language I know is straight up bitch.... My Mexican third eye is never wrong either. Also if you get any trouble I have razor blades all up in this..." She waggles her arms around her beehive hair.

"I'm Brittany and I love chocolate covered raisins and lord tubbington enjoys using chat roulette to pick up girls.... Freedom for the dolphins!!!"

"Thanks Brittany! Erm really good to know!" Mr Smythe smiled awkwardly.

"Listen up Mr S! I'm Sam Evans aka white choc-o-late I have all the moves to make the ladies.....and the gays hot....." Sam winked at me then.... Honestly you have a crush one time and people can't let it go!?

"Praise! I'm Mercedes Jones resident diva..... Consider me as Mariah meets Beyoncé meets Adele....."

The introductions continued in a similar fashion around Artie, Puck, Mike, Tina, Sugar, Joe and then it landed on me.

"I'm Kurt Hummel, and I'm not your average voice- just a heads up- also please don't ever touch my hair and jazz hands always make a routine more fun!" I could feel Blaine sniggering quietly beside me earning him a dig in the shins from me.

"Ow Kurt- I'm Blaine and I love...." He was cut off by multiples voices at once.

".....any Katy Perry number!"

"......anything Disney....."

"....excessive amounts of raspberry gel!"

"...... Having a huge co-"

"OK!!" Mr Smythe shouted in an ever so high pitched voice, we all know what Santana was going to say! "Thank you for sharing- some a little too much...but it will help me decide what action to take with our competition strategy! So let's start with this week's assignment!" He clapped his hands together heading towards the board to where it says 'the real me' "as you might have guessed this is another get to know you bit for me! And also to help you know yourself.... You can choose any genre of song as long as it says something about you! And with that said I'll see you all tomorrow!" He smiled cheerily as we all left the room. As I walked up to my locker I saw my two best friends arguing about something, Santana's arms were waving around animatedly and Blaine had a very serious furrowed brow with his tongue cutely stuck out the edge of his lip- hello where did THAT thought come from??? (Mental note: best friends are not "cute" Hummel!) As I edged closer I caught them mid discussion.

"No Tan!"

"Give me one good reason why you wouldn't do it? Besides the fact that it's not part of your pink/Katy Perry catalogue?" She questioned fiercely. Which caused him to sigh shaking his head a few stray curls sticking to his forehead reaching down to those gorgeous honey.... (Hummel cutes not acceptable! Gorgeous is way out of the ball park!)

"Because San.... Kurt help me out here??" I realised then I had been standing gawking for who knows how long!

"Wi-hmmm-with what exactly?" I squawked clearing my throat, cheeks burning. Santana glared at him then.

"Tell YOUR best friend that man eater would be the best song choice ever...."

"..... You see! How can I sing that it says nothing about me!!?"

"Only that you like mucho grande -"

"Don't even finish that sentence you know that's not true!" He growled -a sexy kind not the rabid dog kind- GROWLED at her!

"Please!!! You're the one now dating the more experienced octogenarian! How long do you think it will be before he gets you to drop the v bomb?!" She laughed then, her crude little laugh with twinkling wicked eyes.

"Ok! Ding-ding! Back into your corners. I agree with Blaine he really can't do that song... However I was thinking we could go to between the sheets and find some ideas to play around with? Then head to breadsticks after?" I smiled looking between them, it faltered however when I saw meer- I mean Sebastian walking towards us.... Seriously does this guy not have a job to go to?!? The uneasy feeling I got when I watched him wrap his arms around Blaine felt almost worse than I had this morning on the bypass mid vomit! What made it worse Blaine's sickeningly sweet heart eyes directed at that fuck- man!

"Hey sweetie! Ready to go?" Sebastian squeaked. Ok so maybe I was picturing him as a child in honey I shrunk the kids after chugging some helium.... I can't explain it I just don't like the guy!

"Two seconds" he stroked his arm gently before turning back to us "rain check until tomorrow? I promise ill find you a kick ass song!" He asked looking at me with those god damn puppy eyes!! I took a deep breath trying to plaster a genuine smile on my face.

"Of course! You should go-"

"Thank you peachy! You're a diamond!" He said excitedly kissing my cheek and dragging his 'date' down the hall.

"And they never saw him again....." Santana trailed opening her locker to grab her bag for the weekend. As much as I wanted to argue I had a nagging feeling inside.

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Later that night -after spending three hours arguing why I wouldn't sing I want to hold your hand to the new teacher, even though he might be gay- I popped on my laptop which immediately gave a chirpy bing! I saw a group chat and opened it quickly.

Blaine: kill me now......

Santana: why???

Blaine: best.date.ever!!!!!!!

Santana: gag hand me a bucket?? Or at least some ear phones!

Blaine: technically it would be a blindfold......

Santana: peachy help death by romance!!! *fades away quietly*

Blaine: hahaha so funny......

Santana: geez really good date if you have no witty comeback???? Peachy you're missing it!!!!

Kurt: I'm hear Tan!! And people say I'm the dramatic one.....

Santana: you love me don't lie to yourself.

Kurt: for reasons I can't quite fathom! *face palm*

Santana: any way Blaine...... Tell me about it? Oh romantic one!

Blaine: well he took me to this cute little Italian Vela- something! They had the best cheesecake! I mean it Kurt we need to go one day!

Santana: that invite better include me.....

Kurt: Satan I want to hear the story!!

Blaine: of course it does! But anyway it gets better... After dinner-which he paid for- we went for a walk around the park and just talked and held hands....

Santana: Geez gramps managed all that excitement?!

Blaine: and when he kissed me it was like.....

Santana: Earlier statement retracted you should always lead with the smut!

Blaine: It just felt right! You know? A perfect first kiss, like how we used to imagine it!

Kurt: wow Blaine sounds magical!

Santana: Hold up!!!!! Was there tongues? Did he grab your hair? Bite your neck? Feel your ass?

Blaine: Tan!! None of that happened!

Santana: my previous statement is reinstated! What a bore..... You would have thought with two gay friends I would get some red hot filth.... But that sounds so......BEIGE bee!

Blaine: it was nice tan! I feel so comfortable with him! Oh and that's not even the best part.... He's become a musician for a really cool indie label that works with everyone! He's invited me to a recording session in a couple of weeks! How cool is that?!

Kurt: sounds awesome bumble...

Santana: you ok? You were awful quiet tonight!

Kurt: just tired been a long day!

Blaine: oh Sebs calling better go laters! <3

**Blaine has logged off**

Santana: and we never saw him again.....

Kurt: Tan.... Be nice!

Santana: oh please! Don't think I can't see how much you hate that guy...;-)

Kurt: that may be true but our best friend does... We should be nice!

Santana: I give it a month tops!! Then Seb will slink off to find another virgin ass to screw over!

Kurt: Tan I'm gonna go ok? I'm really tired see you tomorrow xox

Santana: love you peachy xox

**Santana has logged off**

I switched off the screen and lay on top of my bed! Exhaling slowly, why was I doing this? It just doesn't make sense I should want my friend to be happy, shouldn't I? Yet seeing him with Sebastian just made me feel sick or like bursting into tears or punching him square in the jaw..... Or all three at once!! But nothing good will come from voicing my opinions, I just have to bury them as best I can! It's not like it will be that hard right?

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Turns out I was wrong!By the time the next Wednesday came around I had seen far too much PDA for my liking! Turns out that being a musician means having a lot of free time meaning Sebastian was at every lunch and evening hangout we had, that wasn't the problem though... watching my best friend's mouth being eaten at every opportunity however I did not enjoy! What made it worse was the way Blaine hung on his every word like he was some sort of god! Believe me he is not!! By the time it got to glee practice I was relieved for some time with Blaine uninterrupted by his boyfriend.

"So Seb says...."

"Please! Hobbit can you try to start a sentence without Seb says, do you know Seb, or my personal favourite when me and Seb were out... For like an hour even?" Santana bit back which really was rude but I have to admit I was thinking it too.

"Sorry!! Just thought I'd let you know that Seb got us tickets to his friends gig on Friday..... A lot of industry people will be there! But if he is boring to you ill just let him know you were too busy-"

"Don't finish that sentence we will be there!"

I opened my mouth to object because really why would I willingly spend time with them in a bar, drunk and drooling on each other but Mr Smythe rushed in slightly after the bell and our chatter stopped to listen in.

"Right guys! Time to hear some more of your songs.... Rachel?" He nodded over to where she was practically bouncing out of her seat. She bounced up to the front beside the piano.

"I'm Rachel Berry and this is the real me...." She nodded to brad at the piano before launching into her version of 'I'm the greatest star', well what else would she sing!? It's Rachel Berry for god sake! After she finished Finn followed up with 'I wanna rock and roll' which had everyone up dancing along. Mr Smythe had to eventually whistle to calm us down and get us back in our chairs.

"Well done Finn! Ok Kurt do you fancy going next?" He smiled at me encouraging me forward. I turned putting my hand onto my hip and took a deep breathe looking at Blaine watching me eagerly.

"Well I decided to try something a little different to show how open I am to trying new things, and, well this is what I came up with...." I trailed off nodding to brad who began playing the beginning of my song which sounded amazing on a lone piano with its slowed tempo.

I've been roaming around always looking down at all I see....

My eyes flickered over the room everyone watching me with wide eyes. This is exactly the reaction I thought I would get, I just couldn't tell as I belted out the familiar tune whether this was a good shock or not. Then my eyes flicked to my ying and yang.... Blaine was sitting with his mouth hung open and eyes sparkling two triangular eyebrows lifted up in surprise. Santana was just smirking at me but I caught sight of her right hand softly tapping her leg in time to the music. When I finished and the final notes played everyone sat in silence which made my heart race.... It almost felt like being stuck in a TV on mute. Then everyone rushed over to me cheering well done's and saying how beautifully it sound like that. Shortly after we all quietened down as Mr Smythe summoned Blaine up to sing the last song of the day.

"Ok so Mr Smythe said any genre and I took it quite old school.... But the song says everything!" Blaine started to awkwardly dance while sitting on the computer chair as the first games bars of music chimed through the air, I looked at Santana and saw her wearing an identical look of amusement. He didn't! But he did! Rolling over to us on the chair he held both our hands and rested his chin on the back of his 'prop' he smiled softly before singing.

You got a friend in me

You got a friieeend in me!

When the road is rough ahead

And your miles and miles from you nice warm bed.....

Oh he has so went there! A Disney song?? Why did I not see this coming! And more importantly the one we three use to have a da..... Oh dear Gucci, Prada and McQueen! He is doing our dance from when we were little! I think I may have pee'd a little. Santana is laughing just as hard while everyone else looks confused. As his song draws to a close he rolls the chair backwards in between mine and Santana's. Kissing us both on the cheek as everyone claps politely, looking at us like we have lost it.... God I love my tripod!!