Why Don't You Come To Your Senses
Chapter 1
"My heart was wrapped up in clover" Blaine sat in his room at his house practicing his latest glee club number. As he sat strumming his guitar slowly and melodically his black thick-framed glasses slipped down his nose. It only took a brief pause before his glasses were back in place and he continued with his song. He looked over to his bedside table to see it was 10pm and he would expect Kurt's call any minute. He lived for Wednesdays. That was the day he could speak to his best friend about absolutely anything he wanted. Whether his day had been totally awesome or he felt like shit. More recently it seemed to be the latter. Blaine would finish his assignments (usually 3 weeks before they were due) early just so he could be ready.
He didn't get to see Kurt very often anymore, although they went to the same school him and Kurt led very different lives. Kurt was head cheerleader of the cheerios, he was what they called a triple threat – he could sing, dance and act. Which was everything Sue Sylvester wanted in one of her 'minions'. Blaine on the other hand was the school nerd. He wore bow ties and braces, no socks and pants that always seemed to be too short for him. Although Kurt and Blaine were both openly gay they were also treated very differently. Kurt was embraced for being different – however Blaine couldn't go a day without being shoved into the lockers, and he had lost count of how often his glasses had to be taped back together after one jock or another had snapped them in half.
But Blaine knew why Kurt didn't associate with him in school. Kurt was popular. Blaine wasn't. But as long as he had his Wednesday night phone calls and his odd weekend trips to the mall with his best friend then that was enough. Right on cue at 10.01pm Blaine's mobile vibrated on his bedside table. Kurt never liked to be dead on time, whether it was a minute or an hour; he liked to be fashionably late. Blaine was somewhat shocked when he was only a minute late.
"Kurt! Hi, how are you?" Blaine asked with great enthusiasm.
"Hey Blaine, I'm really tired. Coach Sue had us stay two hours late after practice. Because apparently my vocals weren't up to scratch. It made her feel like – and I quote – she was Simon Cowell on the fifth day of American Idol auditions. I have never been so humiliated, I mean what would she know she doesn't even … "
Blaine smirked at the anger in Kurt's voice and interrupted mid rant "So not a great day overall then bud?"
"Not at all. How was yours?" Kurt asked, a much softer tone to his voice now.
Kurt's heart sunk slightly when he heard Blaine's reply "Oh you know same old same old. Cut lip and yet more tape on my glasses" Kurt hated this, the fact that his best friend was getting bullied for the exact thing he was so popular for. And he was powerless to stop it because he would rather be popular than treated like this. Blaine continued "You know I should buy shares in cello tape. Then I wouldn't have to save up for this cool new telescope they sell online. Its up to NASA standard you know and it magnify 1000 times more than the one I have now." Blaine heard some music flip on in the background at Kurt's end of the line, it was Beyoncé he thought but he couldn't be sure. Quite frankly if it didn't have a guitar or melodic piano rhythm behind it – it wasn't his area of expertise. When he heard the music get louder he realized Kurt had stopped listening. "And ill shut up now"
Kurt giggled at the other end of the line and joked "it's a wonder were still friends, you're the biggest nerd I know. But hey, its your birthday next week, what do you want to do?"
"I'm not too sure really, I'd love to go to that cool new museum on space downtown but I know that's not your thing" he quickly added as he heard Kurt splutter whatever he was drinking at the suggestion. "So how about we just go watch a movie or go shopping or something. You know me, I'm not bothered."
Kurt couldn't refuse a good shopping trip "great! Shopping it is then. And you know the good this about that? I can buy your present while were there and I don't have look around on the Internet for some new, super nerdy glasses for you"
Blaine scoffed at the suggestion and before he could reply he heard Kurt's dad shout him. Blaine knew Kurt's dad was still sick from when he was out of hospital and had spent hours researching what the after care of a patient with an aneurism was. And he gave it to Kurt (via email of course) so that he was fully prepared for the workload that would happen as his father came out of hospital. So it came as no surprise to Blaine when Kurt quickly said "Blaine I've gotta go, my dad needs me and to be quite honest I need to get started on my moisturizing routine or I will not get my full 8 hours beauty rest. Ill see you next week though for you birthday yeah?"
Blaine couldn't help but be disappointed as he looked over to the clock and saw it was only 10.08pm. They're phone calls were getting shorter. And he could just reply with "yeah that's cool Kurt ill see you next week. Go and play Florence nightingale you"
And with that the phone cut off. But there was one thing giving Blaine and Kurt's conversations an underlying awkward tone. Blaine had realized, not so long ago that he wants more than a friendship with Kurt. But he couldn't tell him that. 10 years as best friends and now he has feelings for him. No way. Blaine would never tell him something like that, and besides he would be barking up the wrong tree. As if the head cheerleader would go for a dork like him.