July 21, 2014, 7 p.m.
One Crazy Year: Chapter 2
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Blaine woke up the next morning in a good mood. He rolled over to greet his husband with a good morning kiss, but there was nothing but sheets and pillows in his husband's spot. And then he heard the gagging noises and something hitting the inside of the toilet bowl. Reality came crashing down on him as he yawned and got up. His instinct told him to go and be by Kurt while he was puking his guts out. So he did.
”Bet you didn't miss this.”
Blaine said as he crouched down behind Kurt and gently rubbed his back. Kurt lifted his head and gave Blaine one of his famous bitch looks.”Thanks for making me feel like I wanna die.” Kurt said as he flushed the toilet and brushed his teeth.
Blaine got up and followed Kurt out of the bathroom. “If my memory is correct, then I remember someone saying yes to my question.” he said. Kurt turned around, showing that his arms were crossed and he was teary-eyed. Blaine hated it when Kurt was like that. He sighed and walked over to his husband. “Baby, i'm sorry.” he said, hugging Kurt and kissing his forehead.
Kurt leaned into Blaine and wrapped his arms around his husband. “It's okay. I'm sorry I glared at you and blamed you. It's both our faults, mostly mine, and I shouldn't go blaming you.” he replied as he buried his face in Blaine's chest. They stood like that for a few minutes until Blaine felt Kurt was calm enough to go downstairs.
When they headed downstairs, they were greeted to the sight of Tracy and Dakota making breakfast. Blaine smiled at the gesture and sat down at the table, and Kurt dashed to the powder room to go vomit once again. Blaine immediately got up and ran after Kurt which caught the attention of their two youngest children. The men returned minutes later and plates were set in front of them. Kurt turned his head to the side and pushed the plate away as Elizabeth came downstairs. She sat down at the table and started eating the eggs and bacon that were on Kurt's plate. Kurt just stared at her in amazement.
”How can you stand the smell of eggs and eat them during this?” Kurt asked in confusion, thinking back to how the smell of eggs, sausage, and bacon made him nauseated during his four pregnancies, and now his fifth. Liz just shrugged.
”I have no clue. But i'm not complaining because i'm very thankful that i'm not getting sick at the moment.” she said before shoving a forkful of egg and bacon into her mouth. Kurt had a nauseated look on his face from watching her do that so to keep his mind off the smell, he got up and opened the kitchen window to get the stench out of there. Then he made himself some toast and tea.
”Liz, sweetie, how long have you known?” Blaine asked as he finished his plate and set it off to the side.
”About four weeks. It was two weeks after the party that I was… you know… and I took a test and you know the rest.” Liz said.
”Let me get this straight.” Kurt said as he came back to the table with his tea and dry toast. “You are 6 weeks pregnant and you're just now telling us?” Liz nodded. “Elizabeth! You should have told us sooner so we could get you in to see a doctor! Do you even want to keep the baby?” Kurt asked.
”I do, Papa.”
”Does Jace even know?"
”No, Daddy."
”Jesus Christ, Elizabeth.” Kurt and Blaine said in unison. “C'mon, get dressed. We're taking you to see a doctor.” Blaine said. He got up, put his dish in the dishwasher before heading upstairs to change.
Kurt put his dishes away before heading down to the basement to Lennox's room. He knocked on the door before opening. He knew his son had the tendency to not wear underwear to bed and he didn't want to open his son's door to find the covers off of him. “Lennox, sweetie?” he asked, thankful that the covers were still on his son's sleeping body. He walked over to the bed and sat down. “Honey, I need you to get up and watch your brother and sister while we take Liz to the doctor.” he said as he gently shook Lennox awake. Then he got up and walked towards the door. “Oh and if you're up by the time we're ready to leave, i'll bring you home donuts.” And with that, Kurt left his room and shut the door behind him.
About a half hour later, Blaine was at the door waiting for his husband and his daughter. Knowing those two, they were probably still getting ready. But in reality, they both had their heads in the toilet getting rid of their breakfast. Blaine was surprised to see Liz come downstairs in sweat pants, a spaghetti strap tank top and a zip up hoodie. He was even more surprised to find Kurt in jeans and one of Blaine's pull over hoodies. He knew they weren't feeling the greatest, but he didn't think it would take a toll on their appearance. “Uh, let's go.” he told them as they got their shoes on.
Once at the doctor's office, they signed in (Blaine having made an appointment while he was waiting for Kurt and Elizabeth to get ready) and sat down in the waiting room. Elizabeth was nervous as hell and she didn't have anyone to text to comfort her because no one else knew. So she decided to feel like a little kid again and lean her head on Blaine's shoulders like she always did when he took her to the doctors. Blaine smiled at this gesture and wrapped an arm around Elizabeth's shoulders. He kissed the top of her head, happy that he was experiencing a moment like this with his sweet daughter because who knows when the next time he'll experience this again.
"Elizabeth Hummel-Anderson." a nurse called 10 minutes later. Liz looked up at her daddy for comfort like she always did when she was scared or hurt. Blaine smiled down at her and took her hand. The three of them got up and followed the nurse back to the exam room, Liz and Blaine still holding hands. That feeling of comfort Blaine had given his daughter with a nonverbal action made her feel so much better about going into this appointment.
After the appointment, which confirmed that Liz was 6 weeks along, she had decided it was time to tell her boyfriend that he was about to become a father.
"Daddy, can you drive to Jaces house? I-I want to tell him about the baby." she said, still looking down at the picture of her baby, which was the size of a lentil at the moment.
"Princess, are you sure you dont want to wait a bit to tell him?" Blaine asked, looking at his daughter in the rear view mirror. Liz shook her head.
"Daddy, please." was all she said to get Blaine to drive to her boyfriends house.
As they pulled up into the driveway, Kurt turned around. “Sweetheart, you really don't have to do this now.” he said.
”I do, Papa. Or else he'll find out when I get bigger and I cant let him wait that long. It isnt right of me to do that to him.” Liz said. She took a deep breath and got out of the car, the sonogram picture in her hand.
”I scheduled my appointment while she was in the bathroom.” Kurt said, looking over at Blaine once Elizabeth was in the house. “I really hope you'd be able to make it.”
Blaine looked at Kurt and took his hand. “Now why would I not want to be there? This is our child. It doesn't matter if he or she was an accident, I will still be there for you every step of the way just like I was with your other pregnancies.” he said, leaning over to kiss Kurt's forehead and place a hand on his flat stomach. Kurt didn't say anything. His eyes welled up though. He blamed the hormones.
"Well have to tell the kids soon. Youll be getting beautifully bigger soon." Blaine said, remembering how quickly Kurts belly had formed after the first pregnancy. Kurt nodded. He wasnt in the mood to speak, so all he did was rest his head on Blaines shoulder. It was quite uncomfortable because the console was in the middle, but it still felt nice to be close to Blaine without being intimate.
It wasn't even a full 30 minutes when Elizabeth came back out, her eyes red and dried tear tracks on her cheeks. She got in the car and Kurt and Blaine looked back at her. They knew what had happened, but they wanted to hear it from Elizabeth.
”He broke up with me.” Elizabeth said calmly after she took a deep breath.