I got a bunch of emails asking for more and people followed my story so i edited the first chapter and im going to post more this weekend. Enjoy :)

Again, sorry its so short. The premier of the musical im in (Wonderland) is tomorrow and im so nervous. I am ALices Mother, a dixie chicken, a responsibility, and a pawn :/ when im not on stage, im changing! Im super busy.

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Id Lie- Chapter One

"Kurt?" Blaine asked me nonchalantly. I looked over at him with questioning eyes. We were in my bedroom studying for our biology test the next day. We were studying the stages of mitosis tonight.

"Yes?" I said seductively. He searched over and grabbed my face. He leaned in towards my ear and asked me

"What comes after Anaphase?" I laughed my butt off at that one. I mean seriously, way to lead a guy on. Sure we were just friends at this point but, believe me. In the Hummel family, there's always a scheme.

"Seriously? We've been studying this for hours. You ought to know what comes after anaphase." I glared at him nicely.

"I do. It's Telophase." He gave me that dazzling smile. Every time I saw it I wanted to faint. The way the lights in my room shined off his teeth made it ten times more astounding.

"Then why did you ask?" I mumbled. I was clutching my stomach from laughing to hard.

"Because I wanted to see how red I could make your cheeks." I realized that I was redder than a tomato. I quickly recovered.

"You really are not playing nicely tonight, Mr. Anderson." I glowered. I looked up to see his eyes twinkling underneath my chandelier. I immediately looked down to recover from my almost blush.

"I never said I'd play by the rules." He said in an equally invigorating tone. We both laughed. "I have to go. It's getting late." He frowned.

"There's no reason you can't stay, you can sleep on my day bed or my couch. Believe me, in the Hummel hotel, just my room alone can fit every warbler." I giggled. I crack myself up.

"Okay, let me call my mom I'll be right back." He ran upstairs to use his phone. Finn came down the stairs.

"Could you guys like keep your studying volume lower? I'm trying to make it to second base with Rachel and it's not going so well with all the talk from here about metastasis." He glared. He looked confused, like a piece of the puzzle was missing. "Where's Blaine?"

"It's Mitosis Finn, not metastasis; they are two totally different things. He's calling his mom to tell her he's staying over for the weekend, and don't worry Finn, we won't be interrupting your inappropriate conduct with Rachel anymore. We're done studying." I glared.

"Cool." He grinned and walked back upstairs. It seemed like an eternity till Blaine came back down.

"Hey I'm back. My mom said I could stay. She's making my dad bring my things over." He laughed and hopped on my bed. "You mind if we share the bed? My back gets really stiff if I don't have a mattress." Did he really just say that? Was he trying to make a move? My mind was in so many different places I forgot to answer. "Earth to Hummel?" He questioned.

"Oh sorry I spaced. Sure I guess we can share it. My bed is big enough for the both of us." I smiled. About a half hour later, Blaine's things had been dropped off by his dad.

"Hey! I have an idea! Let's play what's in Blaine's bag!" I chuckled. I ripped open his bag to find boxers (Hanes...eww), an ugly outfit, a pack of gum, a cute outfit, and a collection of Broadway CD's? "You neglected to mention your love of Broadway." I said shockingly. How could he…not tell me?

"I didn't think you'd care..." He said absent mindedly.

"I…wouldn't…care? Put that gypsy CD in right now." I commanded him. I walked over to my desk where I kept my mirror and skin care products. I started moisturizing when I asked him. "What's your favorite song on here?"

"Probably Roses Turn but I'm in love with let me entertain you!" He exclaimed. "You know that skin care routine of yours is ridiculous!" He laughed.

"Well at least I won't be the one with wrinkles at 25." I stuck my tongue out at him. He laughed and fell onto my bed.

"Hey Kurt, hey Blaine, I'm leaving so I wanted to say g'night." Rachel fake frowned.

"Aww! Come here!" I put my arms out as if to give a hug. She come over, hugged me then ran back upstairs.

"Hey Blaine, what's up with Wes lately? He looks really depressed." I grimaced. Wes looked…unkempt.

"He's in a…difficult time right now. Fighting with his parents…his girlfriend broke up with him. It's tough for him." Blaine frowned.

"Well at least he has David to cheer him up. I swear, that boy is either on steroids or more addicted to caffeine than I am to mocha cappuccinos." I laughed. Blaine looked at me with a devilish grin.

"Your parents have an espresso machine right?" He asked deviously.

"Yes. What's it to you?" I half smiled back

"I say we make ourselves some midnight lattes." We grinned at each other with a silent understanding. We need caffeine! We ran upstairs and I showed him how to use it. He ended up squirting foam onto his shirt. I laughed so hard I probably looked like a cayenne pepper. We ran back downstairs with our cups dripping foam. I set mine on the nightstand and started laughing so hard I fell onto the floor and pounded my fist.

"That. Was. Awesome." Blaine grinned from ear to ear. "We should make weekends our annual sleepovers. Reverse house next weekend?" He suggested

"Deal." I shook his hand

I looked over at my clock a little while later. I realized it was one thirty. We had played truth or dare, celebrity, and I had helped him pick out his outfit for tomorrow. When I told him what the time was he immediately crawled under the covers. I followed.

"Night Kurt," Blaine whispered.

"Night Blaine," I whispered back. He dozed off almost instantaneously and he must have mistaken me for his teddy bear because at exactly 2:07 Blaine hugged me tightly and said good night teddy. He rubbed my head for the next twenty minutes.