"Blaine!" shouted Nick "Order the pizzas. It's your turn tonight"

Blaine sighed. Usually, he'd have told Nick to get lost, but today was Valentine's day, and it was the only day of the year where the Dalton boy's could have their partners come on campus. Blaine looked around the room at all of the happy couples, being disgustingly cute. Other people that didn't have a girlfriend or boyfriend had stayed in their rooms, but oh no, Blaine just loved to torture himself by watching everyone's happiness. He walked into the hall and dialled the pizza place's number. He ordered the millions of different pizzas that everybody wanted and then instead of going back into the common room, he slumped down onto the floor. Blaine was jealous. Not because of the fact that everyone had girlfriends, in fact the thought made Blaine wrinkle his nose in disgust, but it was the fact that they had someone that cared about them. Blaine had never had a boyfriend. In all fairness, he wasn't suprised. He was short. Embarrassingly short for a 17-year-old, and he knew that most boys would find that unattractive for some reason. The main reason that he hadn't had a boyfriend though, was because he had never found anyone worth being his boyfriend. Going to school and boarding at an all-boys school meant that he obviously wasn't the only gay guy there; he'd been asked out before, but always turned them down. Nobody was right. Blaine's parents had told him not to throw himself around, which Blaine totally agreed with. All he wanted was a caring, funny, attractive boy to walk through the door and sweep him off his feet. Clearly that wasn't going to happen.

DING-DONG

Blaine got up and shuffled over to the main door, pulling his wallet out of his jeans pocket. He opened the door to see a boy about his age he presumed, with his head down, staring at a piece of paper.

"So, I've got 4 pepperoni, 2 Hawaiian and a triple cheese. Is that right?" the boy asked, now glancing up to look at Blaine. Blaine's eyes widened when he saw the person standing in front of him. He had light blue eyes, pale skin like porcelain and perfectly styled dark brown hair. He was beautiful. The mysterious boy saw the look on Blaine's face and looked down again, blushing. Blaine coughed awkwardly before answering.

"Um, yes, that's right" he said, taking the pizzas and placing them on the table behind him. He took some money out of his wallet and handed it over. He'd put a bit more money than needed into the boy's hand and he then started to hand some of it back, but Blaine stopped him. "Keep the change" he said, with a dazzling smile. The boy smiled back and turned around and walked back down the path. Blaine couldn't help but watch him walk to the pizza company's car. He seemed so graceful, but swayed his hips in a way that Blaine thought should be illegal. He shut the door, grabbed the pizzas and headed back to the common room.

"Jeez, Blaine. Hurry up. We're dying of starvation over here" Jeff shouted, laughing at Blaine as he walked in. Blaine put the pizzas on the table and started to walk out.

"Blaine. Where are you going? We were just about to put a film on" someone from across the room shouted, Blaine wasn't really listening, so he had no idea who it was.

"I'm feeling sick. I'm think I'm going to go to bed" Blaine mumbled, looking at the ground.

"Oh ok"

"Later dude"

"Hope you feel better tomorrow"

Blaine smiled as he walked out of the room. The guys did really care about him, but Blaine just wanted someone to care about him. His friends were there if he needed them, but he couldn't really talk to them about.. personal stuff. Well he could, but it would be incredibly awkward. Blaine opened the door to his room and flung himself onto the bed. For once, he was glad he had his own room. It meant he could lie there and let his emotions do whatever the hell they wanted to do, without anyone else there to disturb him. He felt really sad right now, and he knew exactly why.

He wanted to know that beautiful boy that had delivered the pizzas. He wanted to look into those blue eyes and kiss every part of his porcelain skin. Every part. Blaine groaned in frustration. His stupid teenage mind was taking over him. He had no idea whether he actually wanted to know the delivery boy, or whether he just wanted a boy. Someone who could take him into their arms and love him. Blaine decided he had 2 options: 1) Sit there and mope around or 2) order more pizza in the hopes of seeing HIM again. He decided to go for option 2 because a) he would get to see the boy again and b) he was really hungry. He reached for his cell and ordered a pizza and some chicken wings; he really was hungry after skipping out on the pizza-fest downstairs. He silently made his way to the front door, tiptoeing past the room full of couples making out, and he stood outside. If the bell rang, someone was sure to come and answer it and bust Blaine. He saw the car pull up and his heart skipped a beat because of the nerves and excitement. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, his face dropped. Coming towards him was some sort of frankenteen. When he got to Blaine, Blaine gulped. Wow, this guy was tall.

"You order the food?" the giant said and Blaine nodded. He pulled out his wallet for the second time tonight and went to pay this guy.

"Here you go" Blaine said, swapping the money for the food. It smelled really good.

"No problem" the giant said and he turned around, ready to walk off. Blaine realised that this was a 'now or never moment'

"Um.. Excuse me?" Blaine called, the other boy turned around with a confused look on his face. "Do you know where they guy who delivered our pizzas earlier went?"

Frankenteen looked totally confused for a minute before his eyes shone with realisation "Oh! That was my step-brother. He was just filling in for me while I was at football practice. Why do you ask?"

"Well... it's just... can you give him this?" Blaine said, fumbling around for a piece of paper and a pen. He scrawled down his number, as well as who he was and gave it to the giant that was standing before him.

"O...k. I suppose so. See ya" the boy nodded, before walking down the path, tripping a couple of times. Blaine shook his head and laughed. It was such a contrast to what the beautiful boy before walked like.

Blaine made his way back up to his room and began to stuff his face with the food, hoping to eat away his sadness and embarrassment. Why had he just given his number to a total stranger to give to his step-brother? Because he was an idiot, that's why. He lay back in his bed and turned on the tv to watch whatever rubbish was on. He'd nearly fallen asleep when he phone started buzzing. Blaine shot up and grabbed his phone, still half asleep.

"He...llo?" Blaine said between a yawn.

"Um.. hi." Blaine suddenly wasn't tired anymore as he recognised the musical voice.

"Oh. Hi."

"So, is there any reason that you gave me your number, or do you do that for all the pizza delivery boys?"

"Only the pretty ones" Blaine laughed and he heard the other boy laugh. It was a beautiful sound.

"I bet. So, your name's Blaine Anderson?"

"Yes indeed. I am the one and only. And what's yours?"

"I'm Kurt. Kurt Hummel"

"Well, 'Kurt. Kurt Hummel', I was wondering if maybe you might like to go to dinner... with me" Blaine cringed internally. He couldn't believe he was doing this. The bo-, Kurt, was sure to say no. Blaine just seemed like a creepy, gay stalker.

"Sure! Why not!" Blaine spluttered a bit when he heard Kurt say this. Was Kurt really agreeing to go on a date with him?

"Wow. Um. I'll meet you at Breadstix at 7pm tomorrow? If that's alright."

"Yes, that's fine. I'll see you there"

"Ok" Blaine squeaked "See you tomorrow"

"Bye"

"Bye"

Blaine practically did a victory dance around his room out of sheer happiness for a few minutes after the phone conversation. He had expected Kurt to turn him down straight away for displaying stalker-type behaviour, but he didn't, he'd said yes! He, Blaine Anderson, was going on his first date. He checked the time, 9:27pm, and decided to text his mom.

To Mom 21:27

Mom... guess what...

To Blaine 21:27

What? Blaine, sweetie, are you ok?

To Mom 21:29

I'm more than ok. I'm going on a date tomorrow!

To Blaine 21:30

Awww Blainers! I'm so happy for you. Hope you have a good time

To Mom 21:30

haha thanks. I love you Mom -x

To Blaine 21:30

I love you too sweetie xxx

And for the first time in a very long time, Blaine drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face.