Klaine Wedding

KURT'S POV:

"I think I'm going to throw up" I say numbly.

"Kurt, it's fine," Finn reasures me.

Yeah, it will be fine when I pass out. I fixed my tie. It no matter what I did, it didn't seem to look right. I was excited, but I was nervous I would fall at going down alter, or something. Then the knock came on my door.

"Come in," I heaved.

"Knock, knock," Rachel sing-songed, "How's the other groom?"

"Extrodainary nervous," I turned to Rachel.

It felt so much better seeing my best friend. She took me by the shoulders and looked right at me,

"You are going to be okay. You love Blaine, Blaine loves you," She smiled.

She was right, I did really love Blaine. Blaine really loved me back. I sighed,

"Let's go do this," I said with confidence.

"Okay. Burt's out in the hall waiting for you," Rachel informed.

My dad. I could only imagine what he felt, giving his son away.

I walked out into the hall, seeing my dad standing there. He looked just as nervous, but happy. Like me. I embraced him in a hug, and smiled. He was always there for me, and without him, I wouldn't be the person I was today.

"Are you okay?" Dad asked.

"Yes," I smiled.

"Let's go then," He said.

I interlocked my arm with his, and made our way to the big double doors. He pushed them open, and my eyes immeadtley fell on Blaine.

He was gorgeous than ever. It was like it was out of my dreams. Him, standing there, smiling. Eager for our future. I almost didn't want to walk, but sprint to him. But I kept walking, not barely paying attention to anyone else. I grinned from ear to ear, and he did to. Our buetiful vintage back drop was everything I asked for. Right behind it all were dazzling floor length windows. Faded blue Ribbons were strung above the windows(Blaine suggested it). The sun was slowly setting, causing the lanterns hanging from the ceiling to glow. I loved every ounce of it. I could be frozen in this state forever. Just me, him, and everything in between. Then, I realised that I was standing right in front of him. My dad had tooken a front row seat by Carol. And the man spoke, I didn't necisarly listen. I was so caught up in Blaine's romantic eyes.

"Do you Blaine Anderson, take Kurt as your lawfully wedded husb-" The man began.

"I do," Blaine cut off with no hesitation.

Some people giggled at his desire. I smiled even wider. It was enchanting. No, HE was enchanting. Since day one, when I snuck into Dalton.

"And do you, Kurt Hummel, take Blaine as your lawfully wedded-" The man said.

"I do," I couldn't hold back no longer, I was way to eager.

Every little moment led up to this. Since I joined Glee Club. Glee Club... That's what got me here. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have had the confidence to come out. And I probably would of never heard of Dalton Academy.

"You may now kiss the groom."

And then our lips met. It felt just like the first kiss. Sweet, and happy. Leaving the trace of joy behind. His lips were soft like always. And they were mine. And he was mine, like I was his. I loved every second of it. Our lips gently pulled apart, causing the crowd to clap. We walked our way down the aisle. And made our way through the doors. Right when the doors shut, I hugged him tightly.

"Were married," I whispered.

"I know," I could hear the smile graze his lips.

I looked at him, "This is what I dreamed of."

"Me too," and he kissed me.

It was a short one, cause we had to hurry to the reception.

Which was just as great.