Kurt's POV
Friday night rolled around, and I was in a little place called my closet! Obviously, I wasn't getting anywhere until I heard a knock on my window. I went over, and I saw a familiar figure in the shadows. Opening the window, Blaine popped out of nowhere being quite giddy if you ask me.
"Hi."~Blaine
"Blaine! I haven't seen you in days, where have you been?"~Kurt
"Well, my dad's been making go to school early and he usually takes me in his car."~Blaine
"I see, if I may ask, what are you doing here?"~Kurt
"Well, I don't know that you know this, but I was wondering if maybe you would like to-"~Blaine
"Come to the dance Shuester's Hall?"~Kurt
"Yeah, how did you know?"~Blaine
"My friends have been talking about it all week long, and they begged me to go."~Kurt
"Well, will you?"~Blaine
"Of course, that's if I can find something great for the event, not to mention that I have to sneak out."~Kurt
"Sneak out?"~Blaine
"Yeah, my dad isn't a big fan of dances like these."~Kurt
"Well, don't worry I'll help you."~Blaine
"Really?"~Kurt
"Yeah, believe it or not, I do it all the time."~Blaine
"Okay."~Kurt
Best day ever!
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My Life had began With You (Klaine)
FanfictionPicture this: New York City, 1964. You have your rich and well educated Anderson household, who lived in America all their lives. Then you have the immigrant family Hummel household, who just moved from Germany, and is seeking a better life. When th...
