"I'll miss you tomorrow." Kurt sighed.
"I will too. We can meet up for coffee after I'm done if you want?"
"Yes!" He exclaimed a little too eagerly into the phone. He heard a laughter come from the other end.
"You know I'm surprised they don't have a private dental nurse at Dalton, and I have to go out to Lima just to have the Dentist tell me my teeth are perfect." He joked.
"Then Mister Anderson, why do you get so freaking scared? You're like a puppy who just wants to hide in the bed sheets when your little dentist card comes."
"It's not my fault; they're just so clean."
"Oh and are you used to being dirty Preppy boy?" Kurt giggled quietly.
It was 10.30pm and the lights were out and the boarders at Dalton Academy asleep, except for two students under the names of Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson. The thing with these boys was that while everyone mistook them for being romantically involved the truth was they were best friends who relied on each other to get through the day. Blaine wasn't ready to be somebody's someone just yet, especially Kurt's. Kurt was the one person who understood Blaine to the full extent and while Blaine admitted only to himself that he had feelings for one Kurt Hummel he wasn't about to throw it away by calling him his boyfriend. Blaine Anderson was not, as much as he wanted to be, 'The King of Romance', no that title belonged to Kurt. Kurt had lived on Blaine's presence ever since he had touched his hand that one day almost 12 months ago, so that's when you can say Kurt fell deeply head over heels for the boy who would later become his best friend. The friendship between them was incredible. One was right to think you couldn't be much closer to a human being, unless they got together, but that sadly was out of the question.
"I have to go to sleep now Blaine. No don't groan like that. I'm the one hiding under the covers so I can talk to you because you have a room to yourself. And don't laugh, it's really hot and it's getting hard to breathe. Besides if I don't hang up I'll wake Tyler up and then he'll nark to The Warblers and we'll get that talk again." Kurt explained breathless by the time he'd finished.
"Oh, it wasn't that bad." Blaine smirked, he could hear Kurt's scoff coming down the phone.
"You're a dork Blaine."
The last time they'd had that talk Kurt and Blaine had forcefully been shoved into a storage closet and locked in by Warblers under the names of Tyler, Wes, Nick, David, and Jeff. What no one seemed to understand was that Kurt and Blaine were relatively happy just being best friends. Anyway the aim of the lock away was to force them to become boyfriends but after four long hours Nick decided they weren't going places and let them out to much disappointment on The Warbler's behalf.
"I'll let you go now then. Mwah."
"G'night Bwaine." Kurt slurred as he sunk into his many pillows.
"Night Kurt. Have a good day tomorrow. Love you. – Beep." Kurt and Blaine had established saying I love you under their situation meant nothing more than as a friend.
Kurt dropped the phone beside his ear, to dozy to put it back on the stand. No one could keep convocation with him for long enough quite like Blaine. They always had more than enough to talk about. In fact it was Blaine who introduced him to his unfound love of comic books, Super Mario, and Harry Potter. Blaine meant more to Kurt than any person of his age ever had, don't get me wrong, Kurt adored his McKinley friends but they didn't quite understand him they way Blaine did. It was actually Blaine who was the reason Kurt had applied for a scholarship at Dalton for his senior year. That's where he knew he'd be at his happiest, where no one would bully him, and the place he didn't have to fear facing David Karofsky every corner he turned.
"Kurt. Wake up or you'll be late for gym." Tyler pushed his shoulder waiting for a response. He picked up the phone that lay beside Kurt's head and put it back on the stand, smirking to himself. Kurt grumbled and rolled over into his covers.
"Kuuurt!"
"Go away Tyler!" He snapped. Tyler shrugged it off and went to change into his uniform. When he came out he found Kurt still curled up in bed.
"I'm guessing Fairy Princess spent to long talking to Prince Blainers on the magical phone of love last night. Am I right?"
"Oh you wish. Besides, Blaine isn't my Prince. He's my best friend. Tell Coach I'm sick or something."
"Sure. I'll tell him you've caught the love bug."
"Don't." Kurt warned.
"I've come down with love, got bit by the bug." Tyler sang as he left the room. Kurt rolled his eyes. Of course he had to land himself the craziest guy in Dalton for his roommate, but he admitted, most of the time he was a good laugh. Tyler was his overall second best friend. Something about him always had Kurt in the mood to laugh. He was about Blaine's height and build with dirty blonde short hair, groomed to perfection because Kurt was not having what would've been a scruffy blonde rooming with him.
Today was going to be long day. Blaine was in majority of his classes and kept him sane. Gym class was no exception. In fact gym class was the worst of them all. The last time he'd done physical education was in primary school and he was over the moon that he didn't have to do it at McKinley. But when he found out that he'd have to do it for an entire junior year at Dalton he almost had a heart attack. That was until he found out Blaine was in his class and Blaine was good. That's when he learnt that standing behind Blaine or discretely on the sideline was where he fat in. So today there was no excuse for not going to gym. The coach though seemed to have picked up Kurt wasn't all that into sports and constantly offered him the opportunity to do swimming during class. But the thing with Kurt was while he definitely wasn't overweight there was a reason he was given the nickname porcelain. The last time Kurt had worn anything along the lines of a swim suit were in the privacy of his bathroom that one year at his uncles pool party before he chickened out and came back out fully dressed. And anyway, the pool was always in use by the schools swim team. Kurt remembered when the coach asked him, Blaine standing by his side agreeing with the coach while Kurt declined. Ever since then Blaine tried his hardest to get Kurt to swim, but he wouldn't budge.
Kurt didn't know where the day had gone, mainly because he moped himself through classes. He checked his phone every five minutes waiting for the text from Blaine to tell him to meet. Kurt knew for a fact Blaine hated the dentist. He'd have been sitting in the chair while the nurse poked around in his mouth. He'd have his eyes squeezed shut and his legs would be all jittery. He'd be thinking of something or somebody that would take his mind off it. Probably Katy Perry songs. In fact he'd probably break out in song and that had a smile crawling onto Kurt's face. He imagined him singing something like Peacock and before he knew it Kurt was in fits of laughter. It wasn't until a few seconds later that he remembered he was in Warbler practise and Nick was in mid-song that he realised what he'd just done.
"Oh my god Nick! I'm so sorry. I wasn't laughing at you. I swear on my life. I was just thinking about… nothing never mind. Sorry Nick, please continue." He blushed while apologizing. He got very nervous when the music didn't start up again and Nick didn't take his place, instead the choir room became invested with curious Warblers circling him until they came to a halt in a tight circle around Kurt.
"What were you thinking about Kurt?" Wes asked smirking.
"Warblers don't keep secrets." Thad exclaimed happily.
"Nothing." Kurt insured. His phone vibrated in his pocket. Good it was about time Blaine text him.
"I know for a fact he was talking to Blainers on the phone last night." Tyler smiled innocently. Kurt bitch glared back at him.
"No you don't. I wasn't." He was desperate to get out of there.
"Why was the phone lying beside your head this morning then Sleeping Beauty?"
"Tyler." He growled. Then he turned to the rest of the group. "I have to go now. You did great Nick, I'm so sorry." He escaped as he felt his phone vibrate again.
"G'night Bwaine!" Tyler impersonated. Leaving the choir room in a sea of giggles. No doubt they were going to have another talk now.
'Kurt are you coming? –B' His text read. He typed back, 'Yes I'll be there in twenty. –K' and sent it. He looked up only to come running into a boy he didn't recognise.
"I'm sorry." Kurt bent down to pick up the boys stuff.
"It's alright. I see you're in a rush." Kurt looked up to the boys face, smiling apologetically. The boy was very attractive, but Kurt didn't have time to chat.
"Sorry," He shouted as his sprinted down the hallway, avoiding the boys this time. By the time he got out to the car park he was panting. See coach, there's a reason I do sport, he thought climbing into the driver's side.