Chapter 1
Kurt Hummel rolled out of his bed like any other morning and hopped into the shower. It took him longer than usual to take his shower due to it being a dreary morning. As soon as he was wrapped up in his towel, he walked over to his vanity and started his moisturizing ritual. Living in New York did not make it easy for Kurt to have such a perfect complexion due to all the pollution, but he did his damn best to prevent it from harming him. Finishing his ritual, he walked over to his closet and stood in front of it. He looked around for a few minutes until he looked out the window. He sighed. It was snowing. Now he had to take the weather into consideration. Picking out black skinny jeans, Alexander McQueen boots, a button down Marc Jacobs white top and his favorite beige pea coat, he started to dress himself for the day ahead of him. Once he was dressed and ready, he grabbed his Marc Jacobs bag and headed out the door of his dorm room. He had a full day of classes and work ahead of him and Kurt didn't want to have any of it, but he knew he had to to get his life started. Just as Kurt was about to turn down a street, he slipped and fell on a sheet of ice. Landing on his back, Kurt cursed under his breath and sighed. There were people staring, but no one seemed to help him. That was until he felt someone grab his hand and pull him up carefully. Kurt held onto the hand tight, afraid of slipping once again. As soon as he was up on his feet, Kurt looked up into hazel eyes. His breath was taken away.
"Are you alright?" The person in front of him asked. The voice dripped with concern and worry. It was all so new for Kurt. Kurt couldn't seem to find his voice for a second and he nodded. The person in front of him smiled.
"I'm glad. You took a pretty hard fall right there. I'm kind of disgusted no one else came over to help you." Kurt finally was able to speak up.
"I'm used to it. I'm not exactly likeable around here." Kurt sighed and looked down. Instantly, he tensed up. Their hands were still together. Kurt immediately pulled his hand away.
"I'm sorry, I should get going. Thank you..." Kurt stopped, realizing that he didn't know the strangers name.
"Blaine. My name is Blaine Anderson." Blaine smiled. Kurt nodded.
"Thank you, Blaine Anderson." Kurt turned around and began walking away.
"Wait! Can I get your name?" Blaine called out to Kurt. Kurt couldn't help but smiling. Someone actually wanted to know his name. Turning around, he looked over to Blaine
"Kurt. Kurt Hummel." Kurt then turned around and walked away to his first class of the
day.
As Kurt walked into the classroom, he was shocked to see a certain curly haired boy sitting next to his usual seat. Taking a deep breath, he went up and took his seat, gently laying his bag on the table in front of him. The curly haired boy turned around and chuckled.
"How ironic." Kurt turned around and smiled. He couldn't help but notice at how hypnotizing his eyes were.
"Blaine. What are you doing here?" He asked the now named boy. Blaine smiled and shrugged.
"Same reason you're here, to learn." Blaine chuckled as Kurt inwardly rolled his eyes. Kurt nodded at Blaine.
"Of course you are." Turning around to face the front, Kurt got out his laptop and turned it on. Blaine watched every move of Kurt's like he was studying him. Of course Kurt knew he was watching him, but he was trying to pretend like he didn't know or care. When it started to become too much, Kurt turned around and furrowed his brow.
"Why are you watching me?" He asked, politely. Blaine shrugged.
"I'm actually not really sure. You're very...intriguing." He said, turning himself to face the front. Just as Kurt was about to speak, the professor for their music theory class walked through the door. Sighing, Kurt sat up straight and perked up his ears to listen to his teacher. Every now and then he caught Blaine stealing glances at him. He decided to let it go, but he didn't really know what to think of it.
When the class was over, Kurt packed up his designer bag and got up out of his seat. Just as he was about to walk towards the door, a hand grabbed his own, stopping him from walking.
"Wait." Blaine said, getting out of his own seat, putting his bag on his shoulder. "I was wondering if I could get your number." Kurt was shocked at this. No one has ever asked for his number unless it was a family member.
"I uh.." Kurt stumbled with his words, trying to find the right answer. "Uh, yeah." He finally said, getting out a piece of paper and pen. Writing down his number, he wrote down his name and a smiley face next to it. Why he put that there, he didn't know. It was a spur of the moment thing, he guessed. Blaine smiled as he looked at the paper.
"Thanks. I'll text you letting you know it's me." Letting go of Kurt's hand, he started to walk away towards the exit.
"It was really nice meeting you." He said, turning around. "I hope to see you again soon outside of class." Kurt nodded in agreement, standing still for a few seconds in amazement. This had never happened before ever in his life and he needed some time to take it all in. Once everything fell into place in his head, he headed off towards the exit and smiled when he saw his best and only friend, Rachel Berry. Kurt and Rachel met only just a few months ago when school had just first started and they instantly clicked. Kurt immediately ran up to her and grinned breathlessly.
"You will never guess what has happened to me today." He said, not being able to contain the grin on his face. Rachel couldn't help but smile. Kurt's was just way too contagious.
"Let's go get some coffee and you can tell me all about your amazing start of the day." Kurt nodded in agreement and grabbed Rachel's hand, dragging her towards the local coffee shop. He couldn't wait to let Rachel in on what happened with him that morning.
Blaine was shell shocked. Never in his life has he met someone that beautiful and kind. It was like he was unreal, but fortunately for him, he was. Grinning, Blaine entered his dorm room and closed the door behind him, leaning up against it and sighing contently. Wes and David, Blaine's roommates, looked up from what they were doing and furrowed their brows. It was odd to see Blaine acting in such a manner they had never seen before. Getting up from their seats, they quickly walked over to Blaine and grabbed his arms, leading him towards to couch.
"Dude, what's going on? You never act this way." Wes asked, sort of worried for his friend. Blaine smiled.
"I'm fine. There's nothing to worry about." Blaine assured his friends. "I just, I met an amazing guy. Kind of a weird situation, but all that matters is that I met him." David and Wes looked at each other in confusion. They had no clue what their friend was talking about.
"Met who?" They asked in unison. Blaine looked up at them and grinned.
"His name is Kurt Hummel." Blaine couldn't stop himself from smiling. "I watched him slip on a sheet of ice out of the corner of my eye and no one would help him, so I did what I usually do, I helped him up. When I grabbed his hand, something in me felt so different. I didn't want to ever let go. Then when I went to class, finally letting go of his hand, I look to my right and it's him again looking confused. He was in the same class as me sitting right next to me!" Blaine was as excited as a little kid in a candy shop. It was so adorable. Wes couldn't help himself from chuckling.
"Okay, Blaine, I think you're either in lust or in love. I'm not really sure yet." David said, chuckling himself.
"Did you at least get his number?" Blaine nodded vigorously.
"I plan on texting him as soon as I get my homework done. I don't want to seem too eager, you know?" David laughed out loud.
"Dude, you are eager." Blaine shrugged and ran off to his bedroom. He had to get his homework done quickly so he could text Kurt.
"So you met a guy slipping on a sheet of ice, then he ended up being in the same class as you, in the seat next to yours? And he asked for your number?" Rachel asked, making sure she heard her friend clearly. Kurt nodded, smiling.
"Has he texted you yet?" She asked, curious. Kurt whipped out his phone to check if he had any messages and sadly, he didn't. Kurt shook his head.
"Not yet, but I'm sure he will." Rachel nodded, agreeing. From what she heard from Kurt, this guy seemed pretty intrigued by Kurt and she knew that not many people are. Rachel picked up her coffee and stood up from her seat.
"Good luck, I'm sure he will text you back. I gotta go get some homework done and catch up with Finn. Call me later when he texts you!" She called over her shoulder, grinning. She was happy that Kurt found someone that could like him for him. It was about time. Kurt nodded and watched Rachel walk out of the campus coffee shop.
As Kurt was getting ready for bed, he heard his phone start to ring. He furrowed his brow, confused as to who would be calling so late at night. He walked over to his vanity and picked up his phone, pressing answer.
"Hello?" He asked, not recognizing the number.
"Kurt? It's Blaine Anderson." Blaine said, smiling on the other line. Kurt instantly grinned and walked over to his bed and sat down, getting comfortable.
"Blaine! Hey, how are you?" He asked, making conversation.
"I'm good. I'm sorry for calling so late, I literally just got done my homework. I tried doing it quickly so I could call you earlier..." Blaine was starting to ramble off as he usually did.
"Hey, Blaine, it's cool. I get it." Blaine sighed in relief. "So, did you call just to talk or..." Kurt was curious if Blaine had any plans to get him out somewhere, but somewhere in the back of his head was telling him that he wasn't.
"Oh! I remember! Would you like to get some breakfast with me tomorrow morning? I'd love to get to know you better." He said, hoping to God that Kurt would say yes. Kurt smiled.
"Of course. How's 8 sound?" He asked.
"Sounds perfect. I'll see you then?" Blaine asked, hopeful.
"Of course. I'll see you then. Have a good nights sleep, Blaine." Kurt said, about to hang up.
"Hey Kurt?" Blaine caught Kurt's attention.
"Yeah, Blaine?"
"I'm really glad I met you." This made Kurt grin. He had never heard this come out of anyone's mouth ever before.
"I'm glad to have met you too, Blaine. I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Kurt. Sweet dreams." Kurt and Blaine both smiled and hung up at the same time, slowly placing their phones on their nightstand and curling up into their beds. That night, the two of them dreamt of each other, knowing that this was the beginning of something great.
