Jan. 1, 2013, 4:11 p.m.
One Way or Another: Chapter 2
T - Words: 920 - Last Updated: Jan 01, 2013 Story: Closed - Chapters: 11/? - Created: Jul 15, 2012 - Updated: Jan 01, 2013 884 0 4 0 0
“Heyy Blainey!” a nasal voice said on the other line. ‘Ugh, Vanessa’ Blaine thought, rolling his eyes and silently cursing himself silently for not checking his caller ID. Until he remembered why, Kurt.
“Hi Vanessa, what exactly do you want? I mean this is the third time you called today.” He asked his newest co-star, thinking of a way to get off the phone without being rude. ‘Maybe I could get away with the I’m going through a tunnel, but I've used that so many times, she might actually look up how many tunnels there are in the Los Angeles area.’ He thought chuckling silently, ‘Yea, she probably would…’
“Well, I just a call from Sam who got off the phone with Lacie, and well they think we should start dating, because you know that in the movie Aiden and Ashleigh are dating” Vanessa Hart, his newest, most obnoxious co-star and supposed “love interest” told him, not hiding her desperation.
“Vanessa, the movie is still being filmed and besides-” he started, biting his tongue before he accidently came out to her.
“Besides what, Blainey?” she enquired and Blaine could hear her getting angry. That was one of the many problems with Vanessa Alicia Hart. She got pissed as easily as Blaine got annoyed, and they both got defensive just as quickly.
“Besides, the promo hasn't even gone out for the movie yet. The public doesn't know You Want the Moon? exists” Blaine reminded Vanessa, trying to calm her down. “Besides, I need to go… I’m going to drive home.” He continued turning on the block his black Mercedes S550 was parked.
He heard her sigh, obviously wanting more time to talk to him and they said their goodbyes. Blaine hung up, partially happy he avoided being on the phone with Vanessa longer than he needed. He didn’t even bother calling his publicist and really good friend, Lacie, because he knew she would never try to have Blaine and Vanessa go out as a publicity stunt. Hell, he knew Lacie despised Vanessa as much as Blaine did; if not, more. He climbed into the driver’s seat of his car, turned on the stereo and started playing the newest CD he burned. Blaine was proud of his taste in music, which was one of the few things he got from his mother that he didn’t hate. He skipped the few songs by Queen, The Beatles and the Rolling Stones and played Cough Syrup by Young the Giant, happily singing along.
He put on his signature pair of hot pink Ray-Bans, smiling at the memories of his junior year talent show, which he won singing this exact song. Still singing loudly, Blaine pulled away from the curb and drove towards the mansion he shared with his dad in the West Hollywood Hills.
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As soon as Kurt turned the corner and was positive Blaine wasn't following him or able to see, he pulled his phone out of his jeans pocket and added Blaine’s number before calling his dad back, knowing he'd be at work.
“Hey dad, it’s me, just calling you back. Sorry I've been rejecting your calls just been really… busy. I'll call you later. Say hi to Carole and Finn for me” he said quickly on his father’s voicemail before hurrying back to his apartment.
When he got back, Kurt rushed inside, locking the door, he called Blaine praying to get voicemail.
“Hey, um, it’s Kurt” he said when Blaine answered the phone on the fifth ring.
“Oh hey Kurt, I was wondering who this was.” Blaine responded sounding relieved it wasn’t another stalker or something. The two boys chatted back and forth for the next twenty minutes before planning to meet the next day after Kurt finished his shift at Starbucks.
Smiling after he hung up, and slightly disappointed Blaine had to go, it took all of the strength Kurt had to not call Rachel, one of his fiercest competitors from high school and his new step sister-in-law. He sighed knowing Blaine had asked him not to tell people about their plans or not to give out his number, and Kurt understood the precautions. He just missed the times he would have sleepovers with Rachel and his best friend ever, Mercedes Jones, and they would gush over which boys they were into and who they thought was hot.
Kurt walked back into his bedroom and flopped on his bed, looking at his phone’s wallpaper of him with Rachel and Mercedes from their graduation. ‘It sucks.’ He though ‘It sucks Rachel is in a Broadway musical and going to NYADA, Mercedes is touring as a backup singer. Santana has a full ride cheerleading scholarship and Quinn is at Yale.’ He kept thinking about his fellow glee clubbers whom he graduated with the previous June.
“Damn! Even Puckerman has a better life down here.” Kurt exclaimed feeling like a complete failure. The last he had heard from Noah Puckerman, McKinley’s legendary badass and self-proclaimed sex shark, was that his pool cleaning business expanded down to San Diego and he found a girl he claimed to be in love with.
Kurt laid on his and looked at the picture of the New Directions with their Nationals trophy that they all took at the last glee club meeting of the year. He sighed deeply and finally let the tears of disappointment fall before he fell asleep.
Comments
I have always felt Kurt's life would turn out completely different if he doesn't meet Blaine during those school years. Your story is refreshing and unique. Looking forward to your update
Thanks (:
I am so glad that you updated. I really liked chapter 1 and chapter 2 was just as good if not better. I can't wait to read chapter 3 and see what happens with Kurt and Blaine.
Thanks so much (: I write them in a composition book, and then type them then post them. I'm on chapter 8 in my notebook and half way done typing chapter 3, so I'll have a new update soon.