Kurt's POV:
If you told me that I was going to a high school party on a Friday night with drinking and hot guys three weeks ago there's no way I'd believe you. Yet here we are.
My track record with alcohol isn't so hot unfortunately. You can't really recover from calling your guidance counselor with OCD Bambi and then throwing up on her. Ever since that incident I swore to my self that I'd always take the role of designated driver.
That didn't stop me from being over the moon about going to a party, especially a Warbler one. Knowing those guys there's no way I would walk out of there without some grade A blackmail.
Blaine and I volunteered to host, so we spent all our time after school moving the furniture and hiding our breakable possessions. The manual labor wouldn't be worth it, except for the fact that it greatly enhanced Blaine's muscles. What? You know you'd be staring if you were me.
"So how many guys do you think are coming? Just wondering how many glasses of water and ibuprofen pills we're gonna need." Blaine smoothed the tablecloth and shrugged.
"I dunno, probably like thirty or so. Everyone's allowed to bring a plus one but we usually keep the gatherings Warblers exclusive. And you have no obligation to deal with us when we all feel like shit tomorrow morning."
"Sorry that maybe I don't want you losers throwing up all over our room. I'm like a mother hen and it is very much my obligation to take care of you as your roommate and the host of this party." Blaine sighed and turned in the heavy duty speakers.
"Suit yourself. But don't come complaining to me when someone spills a whiteclaw on your scarf collection."
About thirty minutes later the dorm was overrun by rambunctious teens and just hearing myself think was becoming exhausting. Everybody had some kind of liquor in their hands except Nick and I. I headed his way, needing someone who still remembered their first name to talk to.
"Hey Nick! You're not drinking?" He set down his phone and not so subtly looked over my shoulder at Jeff. The blonde was currently playing a heated battle of beer pong with David, Trent, and Thad. His hair was disheveled and it was clear he had more than one drink.
"Yeah, not too much of the alcohol kind. Watching them act like this is pretty entertaining too."
If we weren't in a crowded room I'd ask if it had to do with impressing a certain someone but I didn't push it.
"Well if you need anything or you just don't want to deal with them you know I'll be around." He nodded and went to stop Jeff from pouring his bud light on Trent after loosing.
"Alright bitches and sober bitches, who wants to play some spin the bottle!" I froze as I heard the tipsy but still distinguished voice. All the guys cheered and pumped their fists in the air.
"Blaine Devon Anderson I swear if you don't get off the coffee table right now all hell will break loose!" He jumped down and told the boys to form a circle on the floor.
"Let loose a lil' sweet cheeks. It'll make tonight waaaaaaaaay more fun." I couldn't help the blush that creeped up my face.
"M'kay. So I don't re-remember the rulesssssss", his speaking was tragically slurred. "Just tha ya can't refuse an if your straight than too bad!"
I know that in the morning he'll be a nightmare to deal with, but seeing him so unwinded and free spirited was just too adorable. His curls were all over the place and the top two buttons of his polo were undone. He was probably on his third or fourth cup of whatever amber liquid was in his solo cup. I made a mental note to slap him if he tried to pour himself more.
The game had been going pretty much as expected after we started. Thad kissed Hunter, much to Sebastian's dismay. Micheal kisses Jack, Riley kissed Austin, and Trent kissed Jon. A lot of the guys are straight but they all seemed hopelessly blinded by their beer goggles.
"K it's Wessie's turn now!" Blaine sing songed with his head laying on my lap. Wes cautiously moved forwards and spun the empty coors light bottle which sat in the middle of a vacant pizza box.
The bottle was going for a good twenty seconds before it landed. On David. Wes was definitely not alcohol free but he tensed as he locked eyes with the other boy.
Without a minute to lose David pulled the front of Wes' shirt and cupped the back of his neck. At first Wes was startled but he quickly melted into the kiss. The others wolf whistled and patted them on the back as they broke away.
Wes sat like a deer in headlights, jaw unhinged. David just smirked, being a lot more drunk than Wes.
"Nice job suckin off Wessie's face Thompson. Ok Kurtie it's your turn!" I rolled my eyes at Blaine's childish nicknames and lack of grammatical rules.
"Here we go", I mumbled after giving the bottle a spin. It felt like an eternity before it slowed down. It's pretty obvious who I wanted it to land on, but I wasn't really opposed to kissing any of them.
The bottle came to a stop and I sighed with relief as my gaze went up to Nick. "Are you sure you're ready for this Duval?" Sarcasm seemed like the best option to make this normal.
"Oh please, you wish I was Hummel", he quipped back. We both leaned in and shared a quick, casual kiss. It wasn't horrible at all but I couldn't not imagine it being someone else. I think Nick felt the same.
We were too caught up in the cat calls of the other Warblers however to see the hurt and angry expressions of Blaine and Jeff.
Hey guys! This chapter was really fun to write and it will definitely move the relationships along. As a straight girl who's never been to a party or had alcohol I'm not sure if any of this is realistic, but just go with it. I have tons of new ideas for this weekend's upload so stay tuned. And please vote and comment! It means so much when you do. As always, have a great morning, afternoon, or night. You are magnificent.
Your fellow gleek,
- Lindsay 💕
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