Nationals

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Hours and hours of practice had finally paid off, or so they thought.

Nationals.

I was singing a solo. Don't Cry for me Argentina. Easy, I could sing it in my sleep.

But I had to mess it up. I hated to do it. I felt sorry for my team and Blaine. I silently cursed myself for loving him.

Everyone was counting on me and I'd let them down.

I stood on the middle of the stage, I saw Sebastian's glare in the audience.

I slowly began to sing it, careful of my
Every word. On one of the notes I could hit in my sleep I purposely messed up. Sebastian sent a smirk my way. We carried on with the rest of our performances. Afterwards I apologized and said how sorry I felt. Some were made others understood. Blaine said I did amazing no matter what.

All the groups went, the Warblers, Vocal Adreline. We all lined up on the stage, holding hands begging for dear life we would win when I know we wouldn't.

This nun lady announced the winner. I couldn't believe what she said.

"The New Directions!"

We all jumped up yelling and celebrating. I couldn't believe we actually won, even with my mess up.

I held the trophy with pride. I hugged everyone including Blaine, "I knew you could." He whispered to me.

Afterwards we went to the hotel smiling. I snuck into Blaine's after everyone went to bed. I smiled and cuddled up to Blaine.

"I'm so proud of you." He smiled hugging me close.

"Thank you. I love you." I smiled hugging him. "Sebastian wanted me to lose that's why I messed up." I said looking up at him.

"I could care less Kurt. Let the world know I love you." Blaine said hugging me close.

"I wish we could." I signed burying my Face in his chest

And we both fell peacefully asleep.

A/N
Yay I updated sorry it's crap.
Stay Strange🦄

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