Hi this is my first ever fic so please be kind. All and any reviews would be epical! I will update the next couple of chapters regardless to whether or not this gets any attention. Then we'll see. So enjoy!

P.s: I sadly don't own glee or any of the characters in it.

Kurt strode into the crowded theatre, popcorn in one hand and diet cola in the other. His eyes wandered aimlessly around the overcrowded Cinema. It was overflowing with sticky, screaming toddlers. He finally found the empty seat right up on the top row. Gracefully he made his way up the stairs just as the film was starting, he felt childish-but come on it WAS the prequel to one of his favourite ever Disney movies!

Two hours later and Kurt was still folded into his chair, his face plastered with a carefree grin. He stood up and walked right into a gorgeously muscled chest. Kurt turned redder than a tomato and stuttered his apologies as he looked up at quite possibly the most handsome face he had ever seen, With eyes like caramel, cheekbones to die for and astonishing eyebrows. "No worries" said the stranger, his voice like velvet. He stuck his hand out and it took Kurt some time before he realised the teen had intended him to shake it.

"Blaine" said mystery man "huh" replied a very out of it Kurt.

"I'm Blaine" "Oh, right I'm um I'm K-k-kurt" "Well Kurt, I'm headed for coffee, now"

Kurt's face fell. He'd met this incredible stranger and within 2 minutes of meeting him had managed to scare him off by being a stammering, stuttering fag. Like always. Karofsky was right. Karofsky was always right.

Blaine, seeing the man with the amazing fashion sense and the porcelain skin sad, immediately felt awful. He felt some kind of strange connection to this boy, and before he realised what he was doing he was inviting the boy-Kurt to join him.

Blaine led him through a small meadow, his own private shortcut to the Lima bean. Once there he ordered them their drinks and made his excuses to use the bathroom. Kurt was happily sipping his drink and thinking about how safe he felt. For the first time since he'd started high school he'd let his guard down, and it felt good. So of course this was when his worst nightmare walked through the door…