One Way or Another
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One Way or Another: Chapter 1


T - Words: 815 - Last Updated: Jan 01, 2013
Story: Closed - Chapters: 11/? - Created: Jul 15, 2012 - Updated: Jan 01, 2013
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Author's Notes: Hey, I write the chapters in paper before I post, and I'm on vacation so don't hate me or stop reading if I don't post enough
Kurt Hummel walked down the streets of LA. Scowling, he teared off pieces of the script he was holding while angrily throwing them in every trash can he passed.

“Too homosexual!” he muttered

His Doc Martins stomping on the ground as he threw another handful of script pieces in the trash.

“It’s always too homosexual or too flamboyant or not the right direction we want to go in!” he continued to say to himself mimicking the directors.

Every word was making him increasingly more and more angry. Kurt threw the rest of the betraying script away and pulled his vibrating phone out of the pocket of his skinny jeans. Looking at the caller ID, he rejected, yet again, another call from his dad before shoving it back in his pocket. HE hated rejecting his dad’s calls but Kurt had gotten only one job since moving to Los Angeles and that was at the Starbucks by his sketchy apartment building. He ran his hands through his chestnut brown hair while continuing down the street before being slammed into by a guy distracted by his cell phone.

“What the Hell!” Kurt said a little too harshly; his eyes changing from blue to green flashing with anger.

“I – I’m sorry.” The guy said looking through his incredibly long lashes hiding his hazel eyes

“Well, you should be.” Kurt said as a matter of factly.

He took in the guy’s out fit which to Kurt said “Hey I’m sexy, straight and shouldn’t be messed with.” Kurt’s gaydar was beeping out of control but he guessed it was a little off because he was angry.

“I’m really sorry! You see I was on my phone texting my manager.”

“No shit Sherlock!” Kurt practically yelled thinking (how can this guys get a job and I can’t?).
The guy ignored Kurt’s remark and stuck out his hand.

“Hi! I’m Blaine by the way.” Blaine said with a dazzling smile while slightly raising a dark, triangular eyebrow. “And you are?”

Kurt took Blaine’s hand cautiously clearly thinking the man was insane.

“Kurt.” He replied taking a moment to think he asked, “Am I crazy or do I recognize you from somewhere?”

He turned making full eye contact with Blaine’s eyes which Kurt could only describe as golden orbs of beautiful. So beautiful, he almost lost his cool.

“I’d sure hope so.” Blaine said not wanting to fire his publicist before dropping his voice just above a whisper. “My name is Blaine Anderson, and my show, Transplant, just went on hiatus.” He confessed trying not to sound conceited.

Kurt looked at Blaine incredulously.

“Honestly? I should believe one of E! News’s “Hottest Straight Actors under 20” just walked into me because he’s a complete monophonic dumbass? I personally don’t watch E! News or Transplant but my step-sister-in-law used to inform me about them weekly until she figured out I don’t really care.”

“Gay.” Blaine corrected him quickly.

“I’m gay. And are you okay? You seem really mad.” He continued, before falling in step with Kurt who started walking in his previous direction.

“You’re gay?” Kurt asked trying to hide his surprise and interest while sneaking glances at Blaine’s skin tight grey shirt, his very attractive biceps, and his dark blue skinny jeans that somehow seemed tighter than Kurt’s.

“Yeah, the only people who know either won’t tell anyone being my dad, my sister and my friends; are to embarrassed to tell anyone, being my mom; or seem like they don’t care enough to tell anyone being you.” Blaine smiled again, this time making Kurt smile as well.

“I don’t believe in outing people, and you seem nice and not a psychopathic creeper.” Kurt told Blaine.

He was surprised at how spending five minutes with him drastically improved Kurt’s mood. Just then, Blaine’s phone chimed the first notes of “Under Pressure” by Queen.

Smiling sheepishly he said, “Sorry, probably work related.”

Shrugging his shoulders, he pulled a pen out of his back pocket and Kurt found himself thinking momentarily that he would give almost anything to be that pen. Blaine smiled deviously at Kurt and proceeded writing his number in Kurt’s hand.

“Hey I just met you, and this is crazy. But here’s my number so call me, maybe?” Blaine quoted the ever popular song by Carly Rae Jepsen that’s played on the radio every fifteen minutes, and the first notes give Blaine a headache.

Kurt laughed slightly, trying not to be flirtatious before walking away.

“Hey, Kurt?” Blaine called after the pale boy.

Kurt spun around looking at him.

“What’s your last name?” Blaine asked his new non-judgmental acquaintance.

Kurt smiled and even from the distance Blaine could tell his eyes had changed to a pale grey.

“Hummel.” Kurt replied and started walking away, but suddenly said over his shoulder, “Don’t walk and text, it’s very dangerous.” This caused Blaine to beam.

‘Kurt Hummel with the beautiful eyes’ Blaine thought happily while walking in the opposite direction before answering the phone, ignoring the caller ID and trying not to sound to love struck


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I will, I write it in a notebook first, and I'm also incredibly busy, but I started typing up chapter 2. Thanks for the review (:

Interesting story! Can't wait to read the next chapter.