Feb. 23, 2013, 3:15 a.m.
A Fine Piece Of Ass: Chapter 5
E - Words: 1,433 - Last Updated: Feb 23, 2013 Story: Closed - Chapters: 6/? - Created: Dec 29, 2012 - Updated: Feb 23, 2013 304 0 2 0 0
Kurt woke up to the sound of Blaine's heartbeat. Blaine was absolutely gorgeous in the morning; his eyes were closed, his eyelashes were big, his mouth a little open and his curls falling in his forehead and ears. Kurt was lying in the other's man chest, smiling, thinking about the night before. He stood up, walked off to the kitchen and turn on the coffee machine. He took the two blesses of coffee and sat next to Blaine in the bed, playing with his curls.
"Hmm" "Good morning beautiful, I already made the coffee but waffles or pancakes?" Blaine's eyes flew open and he pushed Kurt way: "I have to go." He said picking his clothes up. "Wait! At least eat breakfast. You really have to go?" He followed Blaine downstairs and kissed him on the mouth: "I'll call you". "What you doing?" Blaine pushed Kurt away. "Breakfast, goodbye kisses,'I'll call you' what do you think? That I'm your boyfriend!? I'm not!" Kurt looked disappointed "But we-last night-", "We fucked! That's it.". Kurt's eyes turn to his feet "That's what I am to you? Just another fuck?" Blaine turn on the bike and said "Goodbye Kurt". He left. Kurt stood there watching him leave with his heart in pieces.
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A week had passed by. A week in which Kurt and Blaine had not talked or even look at each other. Kurt was sitting alone at Lima Bean fielding colleges applications. He didn't really know where he wanted to go so he applied to several: New York, Boston and San Francisco. When he finished, he putted the papers in his bag and walked to his car, just to see Blaine and a girl next to the bike. They were talking, laughing and hugging. The girl was short, a bit shorter than Blaine. She had her hair picked in a bun and she was wearing Blaine's leather jacket. Kurt stood next to his car watching them. They looked extremely comforted around each other. After a couple of minutes Sebastian walked over to them kissing Blaine in the mouth and hugging the girl. The girl kept touching Blaine, playing with his curls and kissing is cheek. Kurt was getting enough of this girl so he walked over to them. Sebastian was the first to see him: "Oh look who's here." Blaine and the girl looked to Kurt, who seemed really pissed: "Now you're fucking girls too!?" - he looked to the girl - "You should just step await. He's gonna fuck you and them leave! Cause that's what these two do: the fuck and leave! Actually their perfect for each other!" Sebastian was laughing and the girl had a wtf look in her face. Blaine took the arm he had around the girls waist and started talking back to Kurt: "You don't know a thing about me Hummel." "Ohh we're back on the last name thing. You're right I don't know you what I do know is that you're a stupid bitch that once gets what he wants just leaves! You didn't think for one second what that meant to me did you?" Blaine didn't answer. "I thought so. But I was fool enough to think that you weren't like Sebastian, but you are." "I didn't make you do anything, Kurt! You don't want people like me and Sebastian-" "You're right I don't! I want you!" Blaine looked deep in to Kurt's blue eyes and them gave the helmet to the girl and just left. Again.
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Blaine's POV
They arrived Blaine's place in a jiffy. Blaine walked inside the house and threw the keys and helmet to the ground.
"Blaine! BLAINE!"
"What, Becca?" He looked back to the girl. "Stop being a bitch and come talk to me." Blaine took a deep breath and sat beside Becca in the sofa. "Come on baby. Who was that?" "Kurt. He goes at my school. We-we" "You slept together. Then what?" "Then I left, like I always do." Becca moved closer to Blaine. "And why is he different from the others?" "I don't know." They were quiet for a moment. "Blaine, it's me. Come on, tell me everything. From the beginning."
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"But long story short: we fucked and that's it." - Blaine finished.
"That's it? Then why are you like this? Look you can fool everyone with this badboy attitude but I'm not everyone! I know you better than you know yourself. For once in your life let it go and stop being a bitch. You care about him just as much as he cares about you. You love him don't you?" Blaine looked down. "I thought so. Tell him, Blaine tell him what you could never say to Sebastian and all those guys. You're not just hurting yourself, you're hurting him too."
"He hates me."
"And he thinks we're fucking" Blaine laughed "but he's wrong."
Blaine knew Becca was right. He loves Kurt. He laid his head in her lab and closed his eyes. He loves Kurt.
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"Morning." Kurt looked from his locker. "What you want from me?" "A chance to start again." Kurt closed his book and the locker. "Why?" Blaine putted his hand below Kurt chin to made eye contact with him. "Because I was a jerk to you and the last thing I wanna do is hurt you." "And I ask again: why?" "Because I care about you okay?" "You do? Then why-" "Kurt! Can you just give me another chance?" "Fine but Anderson-" "Good than dinner at my place, I'll pick you up at 8pm." They didn't have lunch together that day, Blaine just sat alone, smoking, staring at Kurt in the ND table. At eight Blaine was waiting for Kurt outside his house. "Have I mentioned how much I hate this bike." "Just hold me and shut up."
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"This is your house!?" Kurt asked looking at the extremely big and white house. It was dark but Kurt could see the house was beautiful. There was a light font with water in front of the big door and two cars parked, two BMW's. Anyone who saw this would say this was a rich people house. Blaine parked the bike next to the cars and took Kurt's hand guiding him inside. The house was just as beautiful inside as on the outside. A girl came out of one the doors, she was had curly very long blonde hair and brown eyes that looked exactly like Blaine's.
"Kurt this is my sister Rebecca. Becca this is Kurt." Kurt felt so embraced right now "oh my god you the girl who was with Blaine outside of the Lima Bean! I'm so sorry." Rebecca smiled "It's okay. Come. Mom is in the kitchen. The boys follow Rebecca to the kitchen where a taller woman was cooking. "Mom" the woman looked behind, she was just like Rebecca except she had darker eyes and black curly hair. "Oh hi sweet" She kissed Blaine cheek "Is this your friend Kurt?" Kurt smiled "Is an honor to meet you Mrs. Anderson." "Oh please call me Catharyn. William, come here meet Blaine's friend, A few minutes later a tall blonde blue eyed man in a suit went to the kitchen, it was Blaine's father.
"Boys you can go upstairs while I and Rebecca finish dinner."
Kurt and Blaine walked in Blaine's bedroom and lad in his bed. "I don't get it. You're a completely different in school. I mean you're the badboy."
"Who ever told you I was a badboy?"
"Oh I don't know maybe the leather jacket and the bike."
"I like to drive and feel the wide in my face and I need the jacket to drive."
"What about the piercings?"
"They look good in me."
"A bit...cigarettes?"
"Feels good."
"And let me guest: fucking feels good too?" Blaine didn't say anything. "What about Sebastian? I mean you yourself said he's a jerk."
"It's a family thing. Our families have been friends for forever."
"So who are you Blaine Anderson?"
"I'm me." Kurt smiled: "I like that. You being you. Not the stupid bitch everyone thinks you are."
"I don't care what they think. I never did, until I meet you." He took a deep breath before continued: "You're different, I don't wanna let you down."
"I need to know what this is to you. You can't have me and then leave. I can't take it." Blaine looked in to Kurt's eyes that today were green: "I won't leave! I - I like you..." Kurt smiled again and let his head rest in the other man's chest. "Good because I like you too...I think I may like you a little too much." Blaine started playing with Kurt's hair: "I can live with that."
"Boys?" Rebecca open the bedroom door "Dinner's sever."
Comments
I admire that you tried to write when English is your second language, but wait until your knowledge of grammar improves before you continue. Also your story is a little sketchy and could use some filling out in order to flow and give depth and richness to characters and story.i studied French in school and could never do half as well as you did, but you could improve.
Yeah I know it's sketchy, I mean comparing to another story I'm writing it is, and that's because I don't really like writing as a "book writer", I'm more of a "script writer" I like writing what the charecters say and do not what the think or the descriptions of the places they're in.