Klaine

Bad Boy Meets Kurt

Kurt

New day At Mckinley. And a wonderful week with my boyfriend. As I walk down the halls, I spot a new kid walking down the halls as well. He was wearing a white tank top, with a spikey black leather jacket. ripped light blue jeans,and black boots,  He had curly blackish hair, and stood up straight, with his hands in his pockets. He spots me, then winks a me. And I could feel myself start to blush.

I don't know why, but he looks realy attractive. And. Really hot. Wait no KURT! What are you sayin!? You are with Blaine. The love of your life. Stop staring at him, an go to class. I face the other way and quickly run to Glee club. There I see Blaine, smiling, and he has his arm over the chair where I usually sit. I head over there and sit by him. 

Mr Shue walks in with some papers, and a cup of coffee.

"Okay class. Today we have a new member that will be auditioning for us today. He's from Chicago. And his name is-"

"Tyrell" a voice says. as the guy that I saw from the hall way earlier. "I'm Tyrell Evans."

"This is Tyrell."

"Mr, Shue. It's okay. I got this." Mr. Shue knodds his head, and sits down, and Tyrell stands front and center infront of us.   

"I will be singing 'When I Get You Alone' . He says looking straight at me. But I lean closer into Blaine's reach so he knows that I'm taken. "Hit it!" He screams pointing to the band.

Oh

Baby girl, where you at?

Got no strings, got men attached

Can't stop that feelin' for long no

Mm

You makin' dogs want to beg

Breaking them off your fancy legs

But they make you feel right at home, now

When He finishes, everyone claps, and Mr. Shue welcomes him to the club.

Glee Club is over and I headed to my locker to change my books. I then feel a breeze coming from behind me, and there was Tyrell. Smirking at me.

"Hey" He flirts. "I couldn't help but notice hoe beautiful you looked earlier in Glee Club. And I could see that you were checking me out also. You wanna go out?"

I close my locker. "No Thanks. I have a boyfriend" I say turning away from him, and walking away with my exchanged books.

He catches up to me. "Oh. That gelled up monkey that you were sitting by?" He teases. I stop walking, and face him. To where he is still smirking at me. Oh. He looks so sexy right now. His curly hair all ruffled up, and his lips al nice and pink, and- Kurt! stop it. you're daydreamin again. You have Blaine. You love Blaine. Tyrell is just a loser. Better yet, a Douchebag. Oh. but he's a hot douchebag. ugh, stop it!

"Look. That gelled up monkey is the most caring, nicest, person I have ever been with. Plus, you are wayyy out of my league." I turn away from him and walk to my next class.

******

School is over, and Blaine and i walk to my car, so I can drive him. He started to blab about something. It something about how a shirt makes him look fat or something. I don't know.

"Kurt? Kurt?" He stops walking, and I stop also.

"Huh. Yeah. Hey."

"Are you okay. You look dazed, and pissed. What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I look away from him, but he turns my head in his direction, and put his hands on my shoulders.

"I know you. You aren't like this. What happened?"

"Nothing. It's fine."

"Kurt."

"Okay. It's Tyrell."

"What abut him?"

"He started to flirt with me in the hallway?"

"and?"

"And I told him that I was taken by the love of my life."

"The love of your life huh. And you would that be?" He teases, and being flattered.

"You. Blaine Devon Anderson."

"That's right." He hugs me, and kisses my cheek. "any thing else?"

"He called you a gelled up monkey."

"Oh. Well that's a little rude..."

he says looking down.

"But I love my gelled up monkey. He's the love of my life."

"That's better." We both laugh and head to my car so I can drive him home.

*******

I parked, and we both head up to my room to do our homework, and possibly.... have a little makeout session.

"What's number 4?" Blaine asked, tapping his pencil on his chin, and squinting his eyes at the math homework we have.

"Um.... hold on." I traced my fingers down the sheet until I found number 4."q=57" He jots the answer down.

"Thanks, Did you get 5 yet?"

I give him a dissaproving look.

"What?" He says surprisingly, "it's just a question."

"Yeah. A question from the homework sheet. Try answering it yourself." I say moving away from him, and I sit on the floor by my bed.

"But its hard!" He pouts peeking at me from the bed.

"So. Listen to the teacher."

"I do."

"Take notes."

"I do"

"Do your homework."

"But it's stupid! I don't get it. I'm not gonna use it. I already know what I wanna be."

"And What's that?" I ask curiously.

He slides of the bed, and sits next to me.

"Your future husband."
"Woah. Where'd you get that from?"

"Hey. I love you Kurt. You love me. Its a possiblity." He says dreamily. I start to blush a little.

"Well I do suppose."

"Good." He gets closer to me. "Cause now I get to kiss you." He smacks his lips on mine, and i respond by kissing back.

*******

After a few moments of lip biting, lip sucking, kissing, we finally break apart, and finish our homework. My phone buzzed from the bed, and I checked to see who it was. It looked like a new number, but the person seemed to know me. THe text said:

Uknown: "Your eyes are like the stars of the night sky."

When I read it, I started to blush. It buzzed again.

Unknown: "Your lips are as red as the roses I wish to give you."

Whoever this person is, he did complement me, which was really touching.

"Who's that?" Blaine asked.

"Nothing important." I turned my phone off, and threw it on the bed. Returning to the floor to sit by Blaine again, and finish our work.