The whole crowd was silent. I started clapping and Mercedes followed. The mom and Lacey started clapping as well and some people in the back of the stadium picked up. No one booed or obnoxiously cheered, but slowly the whole stadium was standing and clapping.
Blaine cupped a hand over his mouth. He started crying and got down on his knees. He buried his face in his hands and stayed on his knees, practically sobbing, while every single person in the stadium stood and clapped for him. Blaine grabbed the microphone stand with one hand and pulled himself up. He wiped his eyes with his arm and sniffled into the mic.
"Thank you," he barley got out.
Blaine cleaned himself off and the noise slowly died down. "We're going to get through this, no matter how many angry teenage girls I encounter."
Laughter was heard around the stadium and Blaine laughed with us. "Now, I'm going to do something very special. Something I haven't done since my Europe tour last year."
I held my breath and replayed Blaine's shows from YouTube in my mind. During his second show in Germany he invited an audience member to sing a song with him! I started freaking out, and looked back at Mercedes.
She wrinkled her eyebrows as if to say, "you?" and I nodded in reply.
"Um, so I offered 5 VIP passes to each of my shows and I think this group was my favorite so far. Can the VIP members please stand?"
The teen sitting next to me stood first and did a prom queen wave to the audience. The other four (including me) stood and there was a quick round of applause.
"But that's not the special treat I'd like to share with you. Earlier this morning I discovered a new voice that I think the world needs to hear. So, Kurt? Could you please come up?"
Even though I kind of knew it was coming, I still froze in my seat. I stood up slowly and the crowd started to cheer. I heard Mercedes cheer for me really loud, and that gave me the confidence to go up on stage.
"What's your last name?" Blaine whispered to me.
"Hummel," I whispered back. But, I didn't whisper so people couldn't hear me, it was literally just because I couldn't breath. Or move. Or talk. Or sing. CRAP!
"The moment you have not been waiting for, but you should've, Kurt Hummel."
Not Alone started playing on the instruments behind me and I swallowed my fear. This was what I wrote about in fanfics! And this was happening...
Blaine sang the first line and I joined in with the harmony like ewe did earlier. I made it through the first verse alive and the applause made it possible for another verse to come out of my mouth. I saw Mercedes take pictures and a couple other flashes from fancier cameras, so I tried to look my best. Blaine looked over at me as he sang the harmony to the chorus, and I tried my best to carry the melody.
We eyed each other almost flirtatiously and I tried not to cry. As we made it through the rest of the song alternating harmony and melody and solos, I found my self almost burning up. The lights on the stage were hot and the fact that I was already sweating my butt off didn't help.
Blaine took my hand and we bowed, then he pushed me off to my seat, giving me a little wink as he did. I sat down and looked back at Mercedes, who was giving me two thumbs up. I guess that smelly choir room did do something for me.
"Thank you! I have a couple more songs prepared but before I do let's have a big round of applause for Kurt Hummel for sharing himself to us!"
Blaine flicked his head up and I took the hint. I stood up and awkwardly waved and blew a kiss to the crowd. I sat back down and Lacey whispered good job to be. I smiled back at her. The teen on the other side of me, though, didn't seem to happy that she wasn't the one asked to sing.
Julia started playing an upbeat version of the Jealousy intro and Blaine started singing. Everyone clapped along and groups of girls screamed the lyrics louder than anyone. I felt like it was a dream. Like I was going to wake up with Mercedes shaking me telling me I was going to be late for the VIP stuff.
But it wasn't a dream. I was here. He was there, looking at me. My whole body shook as Blaine rocked out to his song and the whole stadium shook with excitement and adrenaline. And also caffeine.
After that he performed a couple of cover songs, and then one more of his own songs and left the stage. The audience screamed and chanted "ENCORE! ENCORE! ENCORE!" Mercedes and I chanted along with them, but something inside me told me that even if he didn't come out that I would see him again.
But of course, Blaine came out and performed a classic, stripped-down version of Don't You with a spotlight on him with a guitar. Everyone took out their phones and waved them along to the beat. When he was finished he blew a kiss to the crowd and each of the band members waved goodbye. The lights dimmed and the seats started to fill out. I heard various come-on-we-have-to-beat-the-traffic's and can-we-stay-just-a-little-longer's from the audience members behind me.
But I had another plan in mind.
I had originally told Mercedes that I would meet her by the Subway but I pulled out my phone and texted 'change of plans' to her. I knew she would understand. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, but if I did it right it didn't have to be.
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FanfictionIf there is a word more passionate than obsessed, you would use that to describe how Kurt feels about pop-star Blaine Anderson. Kurt maybe fresh out of college and still living with his dad and slightly older brother, but he couldn't be more of a li...