The Early Risers

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  • Dedicated to Peter Van Leemput
                                    

Ok. This chapter is my new installment of my first fanfiction. I am glad to always see people voting for it. Please read it and send me a message about the story for your ideas and thoughts. I am glad that so many of you are already reading it, and more important finding it.

Chapter 4: The Early Risers

Crying. Crying. That's all that can be heard at 2:26 A.M.

"Blaine can you please get him, he's crying and he has always been better with you."

"Kurt he is good with you too. You just don't want to get out of bed."

"Exactly. Now get out of bed and go see what's the problem."

Blaine got up, leaving the warmth of his side of the bed, and made his way over to AJ's room. Once he entered the room, he noticed that AJ was laying in the crib, crying, so he mad his way over to the crib, picked AJ up and he couldn't feel anything wrong with him in the diaper. So he tried to feed him that also didn't work, then he got worried, but an idea popped into his head, so he put AJ back in the crib tucked him into the blankets. Once that was done he went and sat in the recliner that he and Kurt bought that previous night, and started singing.

You think I'm pretty without any make-up on

You think I'm funny when I tell the punch line wrong

I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, down


Before you met me, I was a wreck

But things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life

Now every February you'll be my valentine, valentine


Let's go all the way tonight

No regrets, just love

We can dance until we die

You and I, we'll be young forever


You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream

The way you turn me on, I can't sleep

Let's runaway and don't ever look back

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