After 10 minutes of waiting in the auditorium I knew I was safe from what ever Karofsky decided to throw at me, until I heard the large double doors open.
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This fanfiction is no longer set in England because I changed my mind!
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'Keep facing forward Kurt, if he's going to hurt you then pretend you're not there' I thought to myself.
"Hello is anyone in here? I'm looking for a boy with some fantastic patterned trousers" The unknown person asked. His voice was as smooth and sweet as a delicious cupcake but no one had ever complimented my fashion choices before, it just all seemed too good to be true. Why would one of Kafosky's minions want to use flattery?
"I know it's you, I saw you run in here after your last lesson" he then spoke again. I heard his small foot steps move closer towards the front of the stage to where I was sitting. At this point I'm freaking out, I couldn't talk to a guy with a face as nice as this boy I saw earlier, just breathe. As his foot steps got closer I could smell a warm cinnamon scent looming behind me. His footsteps suddenly stopped and I knew he was right behind me.
"As you have a loud fashion sense I assume your name is as magnificent and beautiful" he said. I let out a small cough, this man is honestly mad. "If your not speaking I might as well guess. You look like a Chris but I might be wrong, your face is too pretty to be a William but you may shorten it to Will, I'm guessing by your fashion sense that your gay which is ok beause I'm also known as a homosexual. Maybe your a....."
"Kurt....." I said softly. Dammit! Why did I speak?
"Well hello Kurt my name is Anderson. Blaine Anderson." I giggled a bit, why did this guy have to be so likable? I needed to say something! I had so many questions rolling around in my head but I was just too scared. "As you may have guessed I'm not from this school due to this thing" As I wasn't looking I couldn't seem what 'this thing' was but I assumed it was his blazer. "I'm from a school called Dalton in another part of Ohio. I'm in a glee club called the Warblers and I was instructed by two guys to come and spy on the 'New directions' but I just don't feel like it." Aha! A spy not a minion. I really need to say something but I don't know what to say, keep it simple.
"I'm Kurt, Kurt Hummel and I'm part of the new directions. I'm here because rehearsals were cancelled today due to our teacher being ill" This was a complete lie but I just didn't feel like Glee club today.
"Right Kurt Hummel you seem like a nice guy so I'm taking you for a coffee to get to know you better! No ifs, no buts or maybes, you are coming". Before I could even turn to look at him properly or argue he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my seat. I gave him a confused look but he just smiled. This was the time when I first saw his face properly, he had beautiful slightly tanned skin with perfectly plump pink lips, his hair was gelled back so you couldn't see any of his natural hair but as it was the end of the day a few curls began to show, his eyebrows looked like tiny pyramids but none of that mattered when you saw his eyes. His eyes were perfect, they were a perfect hazel colour with a slight sparkle and I'm pretty sure a beautiful puppy was born every time they sparkled.
This all seemed way too good to be true. He seemed nice but we all know not to trust the dreamy male lead in romance movies because they're always the one who cheats and does something terrible.
