These great characters, alas, I do not own. If I did, they would be in trouble. So I'm playing with them but I will return them to Ryan.

This story was written after seeing 'Never Been Kissed'. I couldn't help it. Please read and review. More chapters are coming real soon. Hope you enjoy it. This chapter is pretty much a recap of the scenes from 'Never Been Kissed' just with some added info.

CHAPTER ONE

Kurt smiled as he drove home. He'd had a great time at Dalton. Listening to the Warblers had been fun and seeing how the other students reacted was an eye-opening moment. At that instant he'd been filled with a lot of 'what-if's'. Then Blaine had started singing and Kurt was lost. Oh my God, he was beautiful and he could sing. He'd been relieved when Blaine had confirmed that he was gay. Even though Kurt had been sure that Blaine had been flirting with him through that song. The conversation afterwards had been heartfelt and Kurt had never felt that someone had understood him until then. When Blaine had given him his number, Kurt had quickly replied in kind. When he was leaving, Blaine clapped him on the shoulder and told him to drive carefully. Their eyes had met and Kurt couldn't turn away and it seemed that Blaine was having the same problem. Only when someone called his name did Blaine let go of Kurt's shoulder. He gave a small smile and turned around and headed up the stairs. Kurt stood there, feeling light headed. He felt like it was hours before he could move but he knew it had only been a minute or two. Placing his hands on his flushed cheeks, he smiled and headed out to his car.

His great mood lasted until the next day. He had just received a text from Blaine and he was so happy when suddenly Karofsky smacked the phone from his hands and once again pushed him into the nearest lockers and walked off after smirking at Kurt. Kurt stood there for a few seconds, before remembering Blaine's words from the previous day. Pulling himself up, he shouted at Karofsky before chasing after him. Crashing through the door, Kurt let him have it. All the frustration came screaming out. Even when Karofsky raised his fist Kurt didn't back down. He shouted out his feelings and was just starting to feel, if not happy, but better about the situation. It was then that the completely unexpected happened. Karofsky had grabbed his face with both of his hands and was kissing him. Kurt was in shock, he didn't know what to do.

He kept thinking that this couldn't be happening. But before he could do anything, Karofsky had pulled away and Kurt just stared at him. All he could think of was that he'd had his first real kiss and it was with this jerk and not someone like Blaine. It was then that Karofsky leant in for another kiss but Kurt pushed him away, still not really knowing what to do. Kurt could see the rejection and hurt flit across his face before Karofsky slammed the locker and stormed out of the room. Kurt just stood there. Surely what had just happened hadn't really happened. Kurt moved over to the bench and sat down. He dropped his head into his upturned hands and let out a huge sigh. It was at that moment that the locker room door opened and Finn walked in.

"Kurt, you ok?"

Kurt looked up, hoping he didn't look as bad as he felt.

"Yes Finn, I'm fine. Did you want me for something?"

"No. Not really. I just saw Karofsky in the hall and he made some stupid comment about you being in here and to be honest I was a little concerned. Did he hurt you?"

"Not really."

Finn got up and mumbled something about sorting Karofsky out. Kurt stopped him, telling him that he really was fine. Finn stared at him for a while before nodding his head and then he turned to leave.

"See you at dinner tonight."

"Yeah, I'll be there."

Kurt watched Finn leave and then stood up. He would have to find his phone. He hoped that it wasn't completely trashed. Taking a deep breath, he straightened himself and walked into the hallway. He'd only taken a couple of steps when a pretty brunette girl walked up to him and handed him his phone. Before he could thank her, she turned and walked away. He watched her until she turned the corner. He then looked down at the phone. Surprisingly it wasn't damaged. On the back was a note, it said that he was ten times the man that Karofsky was. And to stay strong, Kurt smiled and wiped a tear from his eye as he put the phone in his pocket thinking that he may not be as alone in this place as he thought. That thought was quickly followed by another, who could he talk to about this? Certainly no one at this school. Just then, his phone vibrated against his leg. When he got his phone out, he read the message screen and saw that it was from Blaine. He quickly opened the message. He was telling Kurt that if he ever needed someone to talk to he could ring him. He knew who he would talk to. He'd call Blaine when he got home.

When he got home, he rang Blaine, but as luck would have it, he got Blaine's answering machine. He left a short message; he didn't want to tell him everything in a message. He told him that he needed his help and guidance. After leaving the message, Kurt made his way upstairs to join his family. He had a fun night with his dad, Carol and Finn. Ever since his dad's scare, the weekly dinner had become a twice a week event and Kurt never missed one. He and Carol had devised a healthy eating plan for Burt to follow which he had been doing begrudgingly. When dinner was finished they all went into the lounge room to watch some TV. They sat together for about half an hour when Carol got up to do the dishes and Kurt sat there and watched his dad and Finn talk about football. He no longer got jealous. It had really started to feel like a real family. He knew that his dad was going to ask Carol to marry him. He and his dad had talked it over after Burt's heart scare. Kurt had told him that he was happy that his father had found love again and that Carol was a great lady. He decided that they really were a real family already.

Looking at the clock on the wall, Kurt was surprised to see that it was nearly ten o'clock already. Carol and Finn were getting ready to leave. He must have dozed off. Reaching for his phone, he saw that he had two messages. Both were from Blaine, so he opened them both up. The first message said that Blaine was out for the evening but he would text him when he got home. Sure enough, the second message was telling him that Blaine was home. Kurt checked the time of the second message and saw that it only came through about 2 minutes ago. Kurt stood up and kissed Carol goodnight and told Finn that he'd see him at school tomorrow. He then quickly went downstairs and sat on his bed and dialled Blaine's number. Blaine answered on the first ring.

"Hi Kurt, what's up? You sounded freaked in that message. You had me worried. Sorry I couldn't ring you earlier."

Just hearing Blaine's voice brought the tears to Kurt's eyes. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out.

"Kurt, what's wrong? Kurt, speak to me..."

"Oh Blaine…"

Blaine knew something was wrong. He waited, willing Kurt to talk to him. When Kurt didn't speak Blaine asked him again if something was wrong. He heard Kurt take a deep breath before speaking.

"Well, courage backfired."

"What happened?"

Kurt told him every detail of the afternoon's events. By the end, Kurt felt violated all over again.

"I don't know what to do? Do I talk to him? Although, I really don't know what to say to him. I just never imagined he was, well gay."

"Do you want me to come over tomorrow and be there with you?"

"You'd do that for me?"

"I'd do anything for you." Blaine responded softly.

Kurt could feel himself blush as a smile lit his face for the first time since that afternoon. He realised that Blaine was asking what time and where they would meet. Kurt told him where and when and then they continued to talk for hours. Kurt told him about McKinley and he spoke a lot of Mercedes, so much so that Blaine said that if he wasn't sure that Kurt was gay he would think that Mercedes was the love of his life. Kurt laughed and said that in a way she was. She was the best friend he'd ever had.