Speak Now (Klaine/Glee)

Chapter 7- Visitors

A/N
Okay so I'm writing chapter 9 of this fic right now and I just realized that for some reason I don't imagine Chandler as Chandler that was in Glee I imagine him as Will (not Will Schuester @ Tori) I mean like Will, Chris's boyfriend irl. And that's pretty weird because I don't hate Chill but I do hate Kandler so um.... Anyway, back to the story.

{Kurt's POV}

"I'll take this." I said, taking my dad's luggage as Burt and Carole entered the apartment. Chandler took Carole's luggage and we lead them to the guest bedroom.
"This apartment is so cute!" Carole exclaimed as we entered the room.
Chandler took my hand in his. I heard the ringtone on my phone going off in the other room. I answered without even looking at the Caller ID.
"Hello?"
"Hey."
"Oh. Hi Blaine." I tried to make it sound like a causal conversation to anyone who may be listening.
"You wanna come over? If-"
"Umhm yeah, I'll be right over." I quickly hung up the phone and ran into the guest room. "I've gotta go. Mercedes um... is having a fashion crisis." I lied. They seemed to believe it, as I walked out they made teasing comments about my love for fashion.
• • •
"My dad and Carole just arrived so I had to lie to-"
Blaine cut me off by capturing me in a passionate kiss.
"What was that for?" I asked. "I mean, I'm not complaining but-"
"It was because I love you."
"I love you too but stop interrupting me!"
"You're right. I'm sor-"
I kissed him passionately on the lips. "I was joking." I whispered onto his lips.
"Oh. Okay." Blaine kissed me again." This feels like we're running from the cops. Like we just robbed and bank, they know we did it, but now we're on the run. Determined not to get caught."
I raised my eyebrows. "Running from the cops? I never though of it that way... I always kinda though it felt like I regretted losing the love of my life but now we have to hide our love from everyone else."
"Because the cops that are chasing us will put us in jail if they find out." He added.
I laughed and kissed his cheek gently.
•
"So when's the wedding planned for?" My dad asked. We stood in the kitchen, catching up.
"Hopefully in a month." I said.
"Hopefully?"
"Well... er- I mean, it will be in a month."
My dad nodded, taking a sip of his drink. At that moment, Chandler walked in the door.
"Hey babe." He said, kissing my cheek.
"We were just taking about the wedding." My dad informed him.
"Ah, the big day!" Chandler stated, putting his arm around my shoulder.
I smiled and looked at my dad. He was smiling but somehow I could tell he knew. He knew something was up.
•
The next morning I awoke in Chandler's arms. I sighed and snuggled into him before I realized it wasn't Blaine who was holding me. This is the man you have to marry. I told myself. I had to get used to Chandler replacing Blaine, especially since there was no way I was calling this wedding off now. But I wanted it to be Blaine. Every time Chandler kissed me I wanted it to be Blaine. I wanted to look over and see his beautiful amber eyes peering back at me. But that can't happen. I'm marrying Chandler and I must be happy. Even if it kills me inside. I crawled out of bed and walked into the kitchen. My dad was sitting at the table reading the newspaper.
"Morning kiddo."
"Morning dad."
"Can I tell you something?" My dad asked.
"Yeah sure." I opened the fridge and pulled out a carton of milk.
"I always thought you'd marry Blaine."
I looked at him for a second before taking out a bowl and a box of cereal. "Yeah well... I guess things don't always work out."
"I want you to be happy, Kurt." He paused. "And I don't think you are right now."
*"Yeah, well, I lost my chance with Blaine a long time ago." I stated.
My dad didn't say anything after that. I are my cereal in silence, my dad occasionally glancing at me. My phone buzzed, it was in between us on the table. My dad put down the newspaper and looked at the caller ID which read, Blaine Anderson. He sipped his coffee as he watched me pick up the phone.
"Hey, Kurt." I heard Blaine say. His voice was slow and sexy.
"Hey. Um what's up?" I said, aware of my dad sitting across from me.
"I was just wondering if you were doing anything."
"Uh no, I'm not."
"You wanna come over and cuddle? I'm kinda lonely."
My dad raised his eyebrows and I sat as far back in the chair as possible to keep my dad from hearing.
"Yeah that sounds good. Bye..." I hung up the phone and stood up.
"Where exactly are you going?" My dad asked.
"Im going to meet Blaine and Mercedes at the diner for breakfast." I lied.
"Really? I heard something about Blaine being lonely..."
"Yeah, lonely without me in the group." Another lie.
My dad said something under his breath before picking up his newspaper. I began to walk out but I turned around and looked at my dad.
"Tell Chandler I went to the diner." I said, pointing.
My dad nodded and I left the apartment.
• • •
I knocked on the door to Blaine's apartment and waited.
Blaine opened the door wearing his pajamas, his hair ungelled, curls untamed.
"Well you look very-"
"Tired?" He said.
"I was going to say sexy."
He raised his eyebrow and opened the door for me.
"So... What was it you wanted to do again?" I said playfully.
"I said maybe we could cuddle." Blaine answered, beginning to place small kisses on my neck.
"That- that sounds... good."
He took me to his bedroom which was nicely decorated and neat. We began kissing when all of a sudden Blaine stopped.
"Kurt do you love me?"
"Yes, of course. That's why I'm here." I paused. "Why would you ask?"
"You're getting married in three weeks.".

A/N
So like I said, In almost done writing chapter 9 of this fanfic and I'm starting to lose inspiration. Which is fine because I was only planning on making this fic ten chapters anyway. But the reason I'm losing inspiration is because I have an idea for a new Klaine fic so ye 😏 I'm excited about that.
-Shannon