Teenage Dream (Blaine Anderson - Glee)

=The First Time=

I've been waiting for this one. Turn it up! Also I think there's a time jump between ep4 and ep5 so it's about three weeks in this (because I said so, i don't know how long it actually has been and I'm making it so it's been three weeks), so Kara and Blaine have been together for about a month. One last thing: DISCLAIMER - THIS EPISODE CONTAINS MATURE THEMES, IF YOU DON'T LIKE OR ARE TOO YOUNG PLEASE SKIP.

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"He is as harmless as a killer hornet."

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With just days away from the opening night of the musical, my nerves were kicking in. Rachel and I had a long debate about who would take opening night, she only relented into letting my have it when I explained to her about Blaine being my boyfriend and she would want the same if Finn was Tony. Blaine and I had spent the past week, practicing constantly. We were in the auditorium, running the play with Artie, Ms. P and Coach Beiste.

[Tonight from West Side Story (sung by Blaine and Kara.)]

Whilst we sang, Blaine took my hand, making me smile and Coach Beiste had started crying.

"Are you going to cry every time we sing?" Blaine asked Coach Beiste. Beiste wiped her eyes and nodded her head.

"I'm such a girl." She said, chuckling slightly.

"My only note is more teeth." Ms. P said, I looked at her confusedly.

"Like, get some more teeth, like surgically or something?" I asked, eyebrows furrowed.

"No, love, she means show your teeth more." He said, wrapping his arm around my shoulders

"Oh, that makes more sense. It sounded stupid when I said it." I said, rubbing the back of my neck, embarrassed.

"Can I be honest? This song is about sexual awakening, as is the entire musical. You two lack passion. I know your dating but have you two actually.....?" I blushed a violent shade of red, as did Blaine. I buried my face in his shirt, trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Wow, okay. I have to go. Because I have.." "Those footballs aren't going to inflate themselves." Beiste and Ms. P said at the same time as they scrambled to get up and leave. Once they left, I peeked out from where I had buried my face and listened to Artie.

"Look, I remember my first time with Brittany. The excitement, the way it made me feel like a man...even though she called me the wrong name like four times, during and after. What was it like for the two of you?" I discreetly stepped away from Blaine and looked down at the floor as Blaine answered for us.

"We haven't actually, done that." He said, slowly.

"It's not that I don't want to you know, it's just I'm not sure I'm ready yet." I said, not looking up from the floor. "We've only been dating for a month or so."

"Look, as your friend I support your strange aversion to fun. But as your director, I'm concerned." Artie said, slamming his arms down on his lap.

"I'm- I'm sorry what do you mean?" I asked, finally looking up from the floor.

"Well, how do you expect to convey the human experience to an audience when you haven't even opened yourself up to one of humanity's most basic and primal ones?" I exchanged a look with Blaine. I know we hadn't been together that long but some people lose their virginities to people they don't even know, and I really do like - maybe even love Blaine, I don't anyone better than him. Maybe Artie was right? Maybe it was time?

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My parents were away on business all week, so I had the house to myself. I invited Blaine over to keep me company and as I lied on my bed whilst he danced around my room, I couldn't take my eyes off of him.