"No!" I sobbed. "No, Leo! You can't die on me and Kate!"
A few scattered chuckles mocked me. Blaine rubbed my hand soothingly. "Kurt, it's okay. Haven't you seen this before?"
"Of course," I replied, wiping the tears that fell from my eyes. "Titanic is one of the most revered romance movies of all time."
He pulled me closer and whispered in my ear, "Don't worry. Half of the people in here cried the last time they saw it."
I snuggled into him. So this was Warbler Movie Night. Pulling out some chick flick to get the new kid to cry. Thanks, guys. I really appreciate it. I swear, I was contracting hypothermia just by watching. When Blaine noticed my shivering, he pulled a blanket over us.
And there she was, Rose, sitting on the piece of wood, trying to call out. I resisted the urge to yell "Come back!" with her. I closed my eyes and willed myself not to start sobbing again. When I had regained my composure enough, I saw her drop the wonderful and expensive blue diamond necklace into the ocean. And then the close up on the sunken Titanic, which turned into a flashback-of-sorts.
As Leo and Kate kissed and the surrounding people burst into applause, my lower lip jutted out a little.
"I want people to clap while I kiss Leonardo DiCaprio," I complained. Everyone laughed at that. I could feel Blaine's chest shaking from laughter. The credits rolling, I stood up stretched, and was whisked around until I faced Blaine, who kissed me. Blaine kissed me. In front of all the Warblers, who promptly started clapping.
"You're not Leo DiCaprio," I murmured as he pulled away, "but I think I'll deal."