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The story of my life: Glam camping = Glamping


E - Words: 2,862 - Last Updated: Sep 10, 2013
Story: Complete - Chapters: 33/33 - Created: Aug 01, 2013 - Updated: Sep 10, 2013
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Author's Notes: Ok so please don't hate me..... I have this all mapped out roughly and just trying to decide whether I should split into two stories......but anyway please don't hate me I promise this is all for a good story.... Please review and let me know what you think! <3

"Are we there yet?"

"No Kurt! We are not there yet.... Just like we weren't there at the gas station or the traffic lights or the toilet stop you made me take!" Dale sighed I could tell I was bugging him but this was driving me insane......

"We have been driving for hours!!!" I whined in my best petulant child voice

"We have been driving for an hour.... Singular not plural floppy...." He glanced at me sideways. I was about to wittily reply when my phone beeped in my pocket.

Hey are you free to talk? <3

Of course Blaine decides to text me now! Not at any other time I tried but when I'm actually having fun, trying to forget about the shit I have going on.

Hey I'm on my way somewhere with Dale, but he's driving... What's up? <3

I see Dale glance at me trying to read my expression but all I can think about is what Blaine wants...

Never mind. I'll see you at School <3

Blaine what the hell? You've ignored me for two weeks and now that?

Do you know what Kurt......forget it!

"Urgh!!" I groan throwing my phone into the back of the car.

"What's up?" Dale is peering at me through his gorgeous golden locks.

"Blaine! He thinks that he can just ignore me for over two weeks and then just text me asking.... Do you know what? It doesn't matter! This is our fun time and I've not seen you in six whole days!!" I smile at him burying my rage deep down in a box marked do not open... It's quite full these days what with my I hate Sebastian and I love Blaine feelings too.

"If you're sure?" I nod to confirm what I had said. "Good! Because I have missed you my little floppy! And we are here...." He trails off pulling the car into an empty car park. I try to see where 'here' actually is but there is no signs or anything except trees around us. I look at Dale but he is clicking both of our seat belts off nodding for me to get out. When I am standing in front of him I finally voice my confusion.

"Erm here is???"

"Oh you will see Floppy!" He smirks at me which sends a wave of butterflies through my stomach. "Do you trust me?" I nod because I trust him with my life, and he starts pulling me through the thick bushes and trees.

"You should know I don't find being chased by murderers sexy..." And Dale just laughs continuing to drag me up the narrow path. After a couple of minute we arrive in a clearing that has a huge tent set up at the side and lots of smaller tents and hut around it.

"Dale is this the part where you tell me what we are doing?" I asked totally befuddled as a stout lady with braids and a tie dye dress approaches us.

"Hello there! I'm Daisy and welcome to the sunlight retreat...." She smiles at us warmly and I still have no clue what is going on! "Dale is that right? And you must be Kurt!" She turns to me after Dale nods his confirmation.

"Yes I am lovely to meet you!" I say politely shaking her hand, slyly admiring all her rings and bracelets.

"Fabulous your tent is this way...." Hold up tent?!? I'm about to argue but she is walking and Dale is dragging me after her, I am starting to regret this Kurt Hummel does.not.camp. EVER.

"I thought you trusted me floppy...." Dale pulls me towards him and wraps an arm around my waist. "....have faith..." A small kiss is placed on my cheek and the butterflies are back. We eventually stop at one of the largest tents on the field -thank god- and the woman (Daisy?)Turns to face me.

"Ok your treatments are booked per your request...." I tune out then because hello! Treatments! Like spa treatments? I really hope so! "....your bags are inside and I'll see later for dinner!" She smiled and then walked towards another group of people all wearing similar dresses and t shirts. Dale is staring at me intently pulling me towards a very sturdy looking tent on a wooden frame, when he draws back the cloth door I take a huge breath.

"Dale this is..." I stop because I can't think of a word to sum it up right, it's like a little house! There's a TV surrounded by two very plush couches, a little kitchen with a huge vintage cooker and in the corner there's a giant double bed with hundreds of mismatched pillows and candles draped around the wooden frame. Ok if this is camping I can get used to it!

"Did I do ok?" I realise Dale is still stuck to the same spot he was in before I began moving around to admire everything.

"Better than ok! This is too much!" I say walking back over to stand in front of him.

"One of my friends from the studio fixed it! I just thought after all the drama and stress you could use some chill out time with your favourite chipmunk..." I could feel the heat rising up into my neck and face, nobody has ever done anything like this for me.

"It's perfect! But how is my bag here?" I noticed it sitting up on the bed.

"I told you! Burt Hummel approved..." He grinned "... So long as I 'don't try any funny business' he said we could stay till Sunday!" I can't believe my dad didn't tell me any of this, I also dread to think what he packed as suitable camping attire.

"I just can't believe you did this!" I hugged him tight breathing in the smell that is just Dale "what exactly do we have planned?" His whole face came to life then.

"Well tonight we just have dinner, because I didn't think we would be here till later..." I nodded showing I understood "And then tomorrow we are having facials, massages and a mud bath plus they have craft tents to make things in as well." I hugged him again not quite believing he has done all of this for me and the butterflies are back flying frantically around my stomach I need to call Tana!

"Is there a restroom I can use?" This is the one thing I haven't seen. He points me outside and I stumble out to see a small wooden hut next to our tent. Once inside I sit on the small wicker chair and pull out my phone.

We are here safe! I love it thank you for letting me go dad love you x

Your welcome! Enjoy and no funny business your here?! X

We are just friend's dad.... Love you to the moon x

Love you to the moon and back kiddo x

With my dad dealt with I pull up Santana's number and it starts to ring.

"Hey peachy what's up?"

"Oh my god Tan you will never guess what Dale has done!"

"Got those eyebrows waxed thank The Lord!"

"No!! Retract the claws? He has taking me camping.... But like glamorous camping! Oh my god we are GLAMPING!"

"First of all owww! Lower the tone, and secondly where are you?"

"Like an hour out of town... There's all these amazing huts and spa treatments! You'd love it!"

"Sounds very Kurt Hummel. Just don't put out ok?"

"Tan we are just friends!! I'm not going to sleep with him..."

"I'm just saying you don't do things like that unless you're making a play...."

"It's not like that! He doesn't even like me that way..."

"Trust me peachy I see those heart eyes he throws at you, that man is in to you!"

"Whatever... But we are here till Sunday so I won't have my phone on again until then.... Dinner at my house?"

"Sure Big Bird hasn't seen me in a while! Text me when your home and I'll come over"

"Tan my dad really doesn't appreciate thatnickname... But I'll see you then love you..."

"Long time! Just use protection peachy.... You can't get preggo but..."

I cut her off before I hear the end of her ramble and head back inside.

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After dinner we were sat around the fire watching the stars in the sky. Surrounded by other campers and staff and I could feel all my stress ebbing away. Dales hand was trailing along my arm as he hummed along to the soft guitar music floating through the air.

"Thanks for this Dale! I just feel all my stress slipping away..."

"You're welcome my little floppy! I thought this would do us both some good! Do you want to walk back to the tent? It's pretty late!" I nodded at him dragging myself out the comfy beanbag and waving goodbyes to everyone else. Once we were on the move Dales hand slipped into mine and his thumb began to trace circles on my palm.

"This place is just so romantic... You could have brought anyone you wanted..."

"I wanted to bring you! Your one of the most special people I have ever met Kurt Hummel! And I know that you have a lot going on but..." He had stopped me right outside our tent. His face was very close to mine and I could smell his chocolate breath as it tickled across my face. "I just wanted some alone time with you!" His eyes were like pools of molten lava staring at me intensely and I felt my body tip towards him. He looked surprised at first but then his eyes snapped shut and his lips found mine in a soft and gentle kiss. His hands found their way to my face as his tongue traced along my bottom lip. After a few minutes we pulled apart and those eyes were on me again.

"God Kurt I think I'm falling for you......"

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"OH MI DIOS!!" Santana was gaping at me lying flat out on my bed. I had just filled her in on the weekend's events-well most importantly that kiss! - And now there she was jaw hanging open, eyes wide and speaking in Spanish!

"I know Tan!! It was like.... Perfect! I can't stop thinking about it..."

"I'll bet! Abercrombie is hot.... And those lips were made for all sorts of oral acts!"

"Tan!! We just kissed and only that once.... What if he didn't like it?" I worried my bottom lip with my teeth and my eyes stayed glued to my friendship bracelet on my wrists. After that amazing kiss Dale had done everything that he could to avoid it happening again and made sure I had plenty of other activities full of people to keep me occupied. Don't get me wrong it was still an amazing weekend and we were our usual selves but I couldn't shake what he had said after it and apparently he couldn't remember or didn't want to.

"Puh-lease!! The boy is gaga for you something must be holding him back! To stop him from getting hurt...." Well of course there is.... I'm in love with our best friend... But I can't very well tell you that can I!!!!!

"I didn't do anything! I kept trying to hold his hand and he would move it away... I just don't know what to do!" I stopped fiddling with the bracelet Dale had made me.... I know how corny?? But it's actually beautiful! I don't know how he got so good in the hour he was at the session! When I looked at Santana I was filled with dread.

One thing I probably should have mentioned before was Santana loved a plan! I mean loved them... Problem was they didn't always go to plan... Example a) we were 13 and Satan thought shoplifting a couple of things would be fun... Busted by two cops trying to leg it with a mobility scooter full of random objects (lamp) when it ran out of charge half way along the strip....Super Dad didn't find that funny at all but the cops were cute! But anyway I digress... Before the plots start she gets a look in her eye, almost psychotic and that was the look I was getting right now. Nothing good happens after that look!

".....see its perfect! Peachy!! Are you listening to me?" Oh crap I wasn't..... And now she is staring at me, say something!

"Pollution!" I all but scream throwing my hands in the air. Wait what? I meant something normal.

"Peachy are you sure they didn't expose you to something dangerous? You're weird today..." She is looking at me like I just stepped off the crazy bus. ".....ANYWAY! As I was saying its Blaine's birthday next week and I was thinking have a party at scandals... Get Dale nice and liquored up and then you will see if he likes you or not! Plus having it there gives ugly Betty a chance to become queen of the hagdom for life....everyone's a winner" she looks very happy with herself and I'm not going to lie it's a good plan but...

"Tan one problem... Blaine isn't talking to me?"

"Like he would want you to miss his 18th birthday? It's a stupid fight like when my mom and dad threaten each over family dinners....." I know I wouldn't want Blaine to miss my birthday no matter how pissed at him I was but after the texts I got on Friday I'm not too sure he feels the same way.

"I don't know Tan..... He is really pissed! I don't think he would be very happy if I was there...."

"Ok Mr time to stop whining! Get up!" I threw myself back on the bed holding on tight to the frame. "Now!!" She yelps grabbing my ankle and trying to pull me off.

"Don't wanna!" I mumble through my pillow as she tugs harder. "Ouch Tan! That hurt!"

"Peachy get your but up now! Or so help me I'll put your favourite scarf in a dark wash..."

"Ok I'm up!!!" I scream jumping off of the bed as fast as I can, because hell will freeze over before she gets her hands on my vintage Chanel! "Where are we going?" I moan as she shoves me up the stairs.

"You'll see....." She chuckles as I jump when I feel my ass getting pinched!

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"No, no, no, no, no, no, No! I'm not going in there..." I wail at her. We have been parked up outside Blaine's house for the last ten minutes while I have a hissy fit.

"Oh you bet that skinny ass you are! I'm fed up of this.... You bitching like a child...Blaine bitching like a child... I swear this is why I don't date men! You are going in there and you are sorting this out! NOW or you will have to master walking with my foot permanently stuck up your ass!" I'm about to argue back but the death stare she is sending my way makes me think she's serious...

"Fine!! But just so you know! I don't like you so much now either..." I huff and make a big statement ripping off my seatbelt and climbing out the car slamming the door as hard as I can.

"Come on Kurt you can do this......stupid Santana my hairs not even done......great his mom and dad are away again" I babble to myself constantly as I stalk up the pathway past the empty drive and up to the front door. "Come on....open the door! Do it do it!" I mutter grabbing the handle and letting myself in like I always do.

"Blaine......" I drawl as I walk in through the giant oak door. Really it's just out of politeness as he would never hear me all the way on the other side of the house where his room was located. I steel my nervous energy and summon up the courage to go up the giant stair case to apologise to my best friend. The closer I got I could hear music coming from behind is door - typical sights of Blaine dancing around to Roxy or any chart topper flooded my memory - I smiled knowing I could do this I just wanted my best friend back! With a new found energy I opened the door and let out a slight strangled sound at what I saw. Trust me when I say, seeing your best friend naked limbs tangled up in sheets and their boyfriends also naked limbs is an image you don't want to remember. And it certainly makes you stop in your tracks for a moment or two as well. By the time my brain had restarted Blaine had caught my eye and was hurriedly pulling covers over the two of them trying to sit up at the same time.

"Kurt... What are you....?" Blaine was trying to move towards me off the bed.

"No! Don't get up! Just stay there I will see you at school...oww" as I tried to back out with my eyes shut I walked into the door frame. "I'm fine! Don't move... Just stay there....sorry!" When I feel the plush carpet under my feet I turn and run on autopilot out if this walking nightmare Santana looks up in surprise as I slam the door shut behind me.

"That was the fastest make up sesh ev-"

"Tan pleas just drive!" I shout blinking my eyes to keep the tears in as she starts the car. I can't let them fall not here, not now.


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