A/N: Hi guise! This is actually a new idea I came up with, like, two days ago. I REALLY hope you like it! I'm thinking it will only be 10-15 chapters. I'm having major writer's block with French Kiss and I Have Been Changed. Please don't hate me. :) I will NEVER abandon any of my fics. Just putting that out there. Besides, my beta would kick my ass if I tried! I am a full time mother though, and I will update when I can. Sometimes life gets in the way. :3 I love you all for reading, favorite-ing, alerting, reviewing. You guise are the reason I write. :) Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Kurt Hummel walked into the library at OSU, scanning the bookshelves, looking for a particular book, and he sighed in annoyance when he couldn't find it. Before moving to the next shelf to continue his search, his phone buzzed. He pulled out his phone, checking to see who had called him, and it was none other than his roommate, Rachel Berry. Rachel and Kurt had an apartment together in Columbus. Every day was a constant battle of who took longer in the shower (Duh, Rachel) and who took longer getting ready for the long days (Kurt). Other than the normal between roommates bickering, they loved rooming together because then they could relax after a hard, stressful day and watch Moulin Rouge or Annie together in their living room.Rachel, of course, always ended up hogging all the unsalted popcorn and making her famous vegan cookies.

He answered the phone in a hushed whisper, "Hi, Rach. What's up?" Kurt said, grabbing an encyclopedia from the top shelf.

"Kurt! Oh my god! There's an audition of Cabaret going on in New York! We HAVE to go! Kurt, will you go with me?" She babbled excitedly.

Kurt sighed in irritation, "I-I don't know, Rach. I mean...I like it here at OSU..."

"You...? You like it here in Ohio? Wait...Kurt?" Rachel said in a firm voice, knowing what could be the only possible thing keeping Kurt here. "Who's the guy?"

"WHAT?! N-No guy, Rachel...there's no guy...why would you think there's a guy?" Kurt mumbled, reading through the encyclopedia he just retrieved.

"Kurt. I know you. What's going on? Talk to me, please. We used to be closer. What happened?"

What happened? Rachel doesn't know the whole story. She didn't know how far Dave Karofsky tortured and bullied me to the point where I came home with bruises and scars...Kurt thought miserably.

The phone still pressed to his ear, but no words coming out of his mouth for the moment, Kurt peeked behind the bookshelf, ogling the hot librarian. The curly haired man was fairly new, only had been working at OSU's library for maybe a year. And Kurt had gone into the library countless times just to stare at the gorgeous man.

Kurt loved the way his eyes lit up when he spoke quietly to the students about books, and successfully made them smile contently when they would leave to go to their next class. Kurt always got lost in those hazel eyes, also loving how he ran a hand through his curls in frustration when something didn't go his way.

Oh no, he wasn't stalking him. Not at all. Just a harmless crush. Kurt thought, smiling dreamily at the man sitting at the desk.

"Kurt...I-I think I'm going to go. I've always loved Broadway. You know me, I'm a star. I have to be. Especially….. After Finn-" She muttered, her voice bringing Kurt back to the present.

"Rachel, stop right there. It's not your fault. Finn was a good guy. I know you miss him...we all do. I loved him. You forget, he's my brother….. He WAS my brother…..Rachel, listen..." Kurt spoke quietly, trying to change the subject, not wanting to go back into this depressed state. He had spent months mourning his brother, and now was not to time to revert. Rachel can't afford to get back into that either.

Grabbing his backpack after putting the book back to its respectable slot, He continued talking to his roomie, getting back on track. "If you want to go to New York, go. I'm not going to stop you. Live your dreams. Go for it...It's what Finn would've wanted."

"Ok." She said, with one single sniffle. This wouldn't get her down today.

When Kurt remained quiet for a while, unbeknownst to Rachel staring at the librarian again, she voiced through the receiver. "Uh, Kurt?" She asked hesitantly.

"Yeah?" Kurt answered, still staring at the sexy librarian, who was now smiling at a girl with blonde hair.

Great. What if he's straight? My life is over. Kurt thought, frowning.

"A-Are you sure? Are you feeling ok?" Rachel asked, as a girl reached to give Blaine a completely unnecessary hug before leaving.

Kurt rolled his eyes and scoffed at the scene before him, and some of the students who were studying quietly, looked up with disapproving glares. "M' fine." He told his phone. "Listen, I gotta go, Rachel. Class starts soon."

"Okay then. Talk to you later." She said quickly, hanging up.

Kurt grabbed a nearby book off the shelf, not really looking at it, and headed for the counter. His heart pounded wildly in his chest.

The librarian looked up with a graceful smile. "Hello, what can I do for you today?"

Well, for starters, you can bend me over your desk and fuck me relentlessly, and make me scream your name...Kurt thought lustfully.

"I-I want t-to check this out, please..." Kurt stuttered, and dropped the book on the counter, and handed the man his library card.

Blaine raised his eyebrow when he gazed at the book. "The Art of Making Paper Planes. Good one."

Kurt blushed. Really?! I HAD to pick up THIS book?! Kurt stared at his name tag. Mr. Anderson. Hmmm. I could get used to screaming THAT name every night...Kurt shook his head, clearing his still, very lustful thoughts.

"...will be due in three weeks. Have a great day, Kurt." He spoke softly, handing the card back.

I will now. You have no idea how much you make my days better. Kurt silently spoke not aloud, gazing at Mr. A, trapped in his eyes. "T-Thank you, Mr. Anderson..." Kurt walked off, going back behind a bookshelf to stare some more at Mr. A. This is ridiculous...why am I stalking him?! He'll think I'm weird! Kurt sighed, hoisting his bag onto his shoulder, and smiled at the librarian once more before walking off.

Kurt didn't know that Mr. Anderson, saw the whole thing out of the corner of his eye, smiled lovingly, and went back to checking out books and helping the students of OSU, thinking nothing, but,

That Kurt Hummel, is adorable.