Gaara1298

 "Are you even listening to me?" Kurt screeched, bringing Blaine out of his thoughts. His fiancé was standing in front of him and had his hands on his hips. "You know, I thought since this is our wedding I'm trying to plan, you'd pay just a bit of attention!" "I am liste-" Kurt put up a hand. "Bull shit. You don't even care, do you?" "No, I don't!" Blaine yelled, raising his voice for the first time as he stood up from the couch. "I really don't fucking care about the colors or what flowers or any of that shit. I could be marrying you in a barn wearing an orange jumper for all I care! I just want to marry you, Kurt. That's why you're

"So what are you doing this week, if you're not staying with us?" I asked Blaine, who had just come back from a phone call with Kurt. "Kurt's pregnant." He chuckled, laughing at our faces. I could only imagine they resembled mine – complete shock. "He's getting a baby doll for his Child class thing." I relaxed. That could've been weird. "So you're going to see him?" "Everyday." Blaine nodded. "Burt agreed to let me stay." Wes' eyebrows went up almost to his hairline, which was saying something. We'd met Burt and Carole once before, back when Kurt attended Dalton. I avoided Burt – he was heavy-set and scary-looking, but Carole wa