If Only

Chapter One

Blaine has had more first days than he can count. Being a military brat, he has never stayed in any place for long. The longest was back in New York, but after his classmates found out he was gay, it became impossible to stay.

Blaine still has the scars to prove it.

His move couldn't have come at a better time, only a month after he got out of the hospital. He had just told his parents he fell down the stairs at school - he couldn't bear to tell them. Even if it meant not admitting to them who he was.

Well, what he was. He had stopped thinking himself as a person long ago.

Kurt was at the bottom of the food chain. People barely looked at him, and when they did, it was with disgust. Kurt had grown used to it and tolerant. He could handle the occasional slushy to the face, the bruise of his shoulder after it hit a locker, and even the verbal abuse he got each and every day.

But what he couldn't take was when it got worse. Much worse.

One of the football players, Karofsky, saw Kurt as the perfect target. He would wait for Kurt in the locker rooms after gym, on walks home, drag him into closets and empty classes when no one was looking, and take the abuse to far.

Way to far.

Kurt knew he needed help, but he couldn't explain what he was going through to anyone - people, including his friends, rarely realized he was there, and when they did they were too engrossed in themselves. Kurt couldn't tell them. Plus, no authority figure would believe him. As far as they knew, Karofsky was an upstanding student with great grades, respect for his elders, and a football star.

Kurt was just the lonely gay kid in glee who went unnoticed by most of his classmates.

As far as he knew, that's all he would ever be.

Blaine walked through the empty halls of McKinley clutching his new schedule, fear shaking his body.

"Just stay cool," he muttered under his breath. "No one will know. No one ever has to know."

He looked down at the now crinkled paper in his hands. Having spent so long in the office with the principal figuring out his transfer, it was already half way through his second hour calculus class. He was taking senior math even though he was a Junior. Even through all of his moves, he always managed to stay ahead in math. It was something he was good at. He expected this class to be a breeze.

But what he didn't expect when he walked in the room was for his heart to stop dead in his chest when he walked in the room. He didn't expect the hairs on his arm to stand up or the world to feel like it was stopping.

But that happened when he laid eyes on the boy sitting in the back row of the room. The boy glanced at the door, and the moment his crystal blue eyes met Blaine's hazel ones, he knew he was in trouble. Never had he seen a boy so poised and utterly perfect.

He was in trouble.

But he was determined to keep his "issue" quiet. He just had to get through two more years and he could go to college where people were more accepting, and his parents would never have to know.

This boy could ruin that.

Kurt couldn't help but gaze in astonishment at the boy standing in the front of the room introducing himself. Blaine Anderson was perfect. From the confidence he radiated to his goofy smile as he told the class who he was, Kurt couldn't help but smile back. But what shocked Kurt the most was the way the boy was looking back at him. Only at him. When he looked into Blaine's eyes, he could sense he wasn't as put together as he seemed...maybe even a bit scared? But Kurt shook it off. Of course he seemed scared, it's his first day at a new school. That's it.

But why was he looking at Kurt so intently?

Kurt tried to stop the butterflies in his stomach when Blaine sat down right next to him in the only available seat. Blaine didn't look as thrilled though...on the contrary, he looked sick.

Blaine's been in this school for five seconds and he already doesn't like me Kurt thought to himself, noticing how Blaine was now avoiding eye contact at all costs.

Kurt tried to get himself to ignore the boy next to him, but he couldn't. He was obsessed with the perfect curls on Blaine's head to his beautiful eyes to everything about him. Kurt could not make himself hate him.

If only Blaine wasn't straight, Kurt thought to himself.

If only.

After his reaction to Kurt, Blaine knew he was going to have to do something to not only make it more convincing that he's straight, but also find a distraction. So after school when he passed the football field, he decided it was his best option.

Really, his only option.

He knew he was good at football. His father has been teaching him since he was practically out of the womb, and would drill him for hours. He had to be good if he wanted to survive in his house.

This was the one time he was thankful for that.

He basically walked onto the team. After seeing what he could do, Coach Beiste was head over heels with his talent, and immediately made room for him on the team. It would mean another player benching, but Blaine was on.

His fellow players looked impressed, and almost hopeful they may have a chance this year.

Hope is all Blaine could do. But most of his hopes didn't revolve around football.

If only he could get Kurt's face out of his head, maybe he could actually pull this off.

Hi guys! Thank you so much for reading! My name is Hannah :) This is my first fic I'm publishing, so I'm sorry if it's a bit eh, but I'm trying! So I can get better, pleaseeeee review and tell me what you think! You can find me on tumblr at .com Also, this is currently unbeta'd so if anyone wants to help that'd be awesome :) if not, I apologize if I don't catch everything. If people seem interested I'll probably write faster, so don't be shy! Review! Thank you :)