Author's note: Okay so this is my first time at writing a fanfic…be gentle with me...this story continues after the ep "Original Songs"- I don't want to rush through it and want to build the story up slowly..
..Oh and disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters
Since Kurt had left for Dalton, Dave Karofsky had taken to sitting near to the Glee kids table at lunch. He didn't want to arouse any suspicion amongst Azimio and the rest of the guys, so he always sat with his back to them in hopes to hear anything about the boy he drove out of McKinley.
This lunch time, the group of Jocks at Dave's table had their heads buried in a dirty magazine.
"Hey Karofsky, this girls jugs are bigger than your mums!" Azimio held up the magazine. Dave didn't look up and continued to pull his sandwich apart into tiny pieces with his fingers.
"Dave, are you alright?" Azimio dropped the magazine and the rest of the guys gathered around it like a pack of hyenas.
Azimio scooted his chair along and nudged Dave who bolted upright.
"Sorry, what did you say?" Dave said whilst tuning back into his own table.
"Where were you man? You were like on another planet or something. You okay?" Azimio said looking concerned.
"Yeah I'm fine. I just don't feel that great. That's all. I'll catch you at practice later?" Dave stood up and picked up his tray.
Just as he stepped out from his table, he tripped on Arties rucksack that was tucked behind his wheelchair. It seemed to all happen in slow motion, but he still wasn't quick enough to stop his cup of un drunk water leaving his tray and spilling down Rachel Berry's thin peach and white poka-dot blouse. If he wasn't gay, he would have thought it as hot seeing her blouse go see through. He leant over and picked up the empty white plastic cup. The guys at his table wolf whistled at Rachel as she stood up in horror.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." Before realising what Dave had said, the Glee kids, Azimio and the rest of the jocks looked up in disbelief. His cheeks started to turn a very dark shade of red.
"I mean… oops I tripped." a false smirk spread itself across his face. He then deliberately chucked his left over, picked apart, sandwich down Arties maroon sweater. He and the rest of the jocks laughed behind him as he strutted out of the cafeteria dumping his tray on a nearby table.
"He's such an arse." Mercedes said loudly.
Rachel dabbed a tissue at her shirt as others from the table leant her theirs.
"It was weird though. He actually seemed sincere when he said sorry. I was about to apologise back for leaving my bag in the way" Artie said as he picked the remaining parts of Karofsky's sandwich off his sweater.
"Hmm I agree. That was very unlike Karofsky. Anyways, we got to get to Glee or Shue won't be happy. He was in a bad mood earlier in Spanish. I think Ms. Holliday dumped him or something." Mercedes picked up her book bag and left the cafeteria with her friends in toe.
xXx
The school day at Dalton was over for both Blaine and Kurt as they had their last period free. They wanted to take the next step in their relationship but both decided things were going too fast so they opted to cuddle on one of the sofas in the Warblers practice room instead.
"Blainey?" Kurt lifted his head up off of his boyfriend's chest to look him in the eyes.
"Yes cutey?" Blaine replied whilst running his hand through Kurt's soft brown hair. He placed a soft kiss on his forehead.
"Have you ever been with anyone else before me?" The end of school bell sounded which startled Kurt a little.
"Um…why do you want to know?" Blaine asked whilst pushing himself up into a seated position.
"Well you said to me back along that you weren't any good with romance and stuff but it doesn't show. You seem to be, well perfect at it. You seem to know when we're taking things too quickly and are the one to stop things when it gets too heated. It's like you've been through it before." Kurt blushed.
"Yes I have." Blaine answered bluntly.
"Oh, how many boyfriends have you had?" Kurt felt odd asking his boyfriend this but he was curious.
"Only one before you." He replied shakily.
Blaine stood up and walked over to the nearest window. Classes were now officially over for the summer and a few of boys were playing soccer in the field below. Blaine opened the window slightly letting in a warm breeze. He removed his tie and chucked it on the nearest chair.
"He had to move away with his parents." Blaine turned around with tears in his eyes as he unbuttoned the first two top buttons of his white shirt.
"Oh crap are you crying? Sorry!" Kurt quickly got up from the sofa and went over to hug the dark haired boy.
"We broke up around this time last year actually. We'd been together for about 8 months" He sniffed and wiped away the last of his tears. He sank himself into an armchair and Kurt sat softly onto his lap "I was very shocked. Everything had been going swell and then one day he just stormed up to me and said he was leaving. I obviously asked why and pleaded him to stay but he said that his parents couldn't afford tuition."
"Did you love him?" Kurt asked quietly.
"I did." Blaine looked down at the floor.
Kurt wanted to ask him more personal things about their relationship but decided now wasn't the time. "That was totally unfair of his parents to do that. Did they know about your relationship?" Kurt swept a stray hair from Blaine's bangs out of his eyes.
"Yeah, that's why I think they pulled Sam out of Dalton and transferred him to McKinley."
"Sam? As in Sam Evans, Sam?" Kurt sat bolt upright. Blaine nodded slowly.
"I thought you knew that we knew each other? We were chatting at Rachel's party that time. I think you were over speaking to Finn. Anyway, it had been like six months since I saw him last. He looks completely unrecognisable now. He used to wear glasses and had long brown hair that he tied in a pony tail. It was going great catching up with him. It wasn't as painful as I thought it would be. But then that Latino girl came over and started sucking on his face right in the middle of our conversation. That's why I got so drunk, I couldn't face it. I couldn't face him. When I kissed Rachel during spin the bottle, I really did think I was bisexual like Sam" Blaine shuddered at the thought of the second kiss with Rachel in the coffee shop.
Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's still shocked body and planted a wet kiss on his cheek.
"I suppose I never really got to know him before coming here. It's funny though..." Kurt looked into Blaine's chestnut eyes. "...I was always curious about him. I guess I do have gaydar"
"I guess you left your gaydar gun in your locker when that David Karofsky guy decided to kiss rape you" Blaine realised he hit a nerve and playfully squeezed Kurt's arm and rocked him on his knee.
"That's not funny. I wanted you to be my first kiss. You know how much that stuff means to me. Get off of me." Kurt got up off the dark haired boys lap. Blaine was taken aback by Kurt's sudden change of mood.
"I'm going to the library to read for a bit. My dad will be here about six to pick us up so I'll see at five thirty in the parking lot out front. I'll text you if anything changes." Kurt picked up his bag and walked out the heavy double doors just as Wes and David walked in.
"Everything alright buddy? Did you and Kurt have a fight?" Wes asked perching on the sofa Kurt and Blaine were cuddling on no more than twenty minutes ago.
"Yeah we're fine. I told him about Sam." Blaine admitted.
"Oh, is he not cool about you meeting him on Saturday then?" David asked as he bit into a red apple. Blaine shifted in his seat looking awkward.
"I didn't mention it. He was the one who asked me about previous boyfriends randomly so I told him about Sam. Then I mentioned something about that Karofsky guy who drove him out of his old school and he stormed out. I opened my fat mouth again without thinking." Blaine sulked into the leather arm chair.
"Well you better let him know soon or you'll end up hurting him." David said whilst twisting the stalk out of the apple.
"Hmm, I'll tell him later on the way back when his dad drops me off. I got to go pack now anyways. I'll text you over the summer sometime to meet up." Blaine pushed himself out of the chair, picked up his tie and book bag and hugged his friend's goodbye.