A/N: I have a weird writing style. This is one of those stories, that you can imagine someone sitting down with you, and telling the actual story. Now I don't know who the hell is telling you the story, but just know that it's based on two people, who are alive and real, but none of this is real. They're not my people, I mainly swing by and admire them from afar, and pretend in my head that there's a story there somewhere. Here's my pretending. Welcome to my mind.

Summary: Stories that belong to people, are best told with explanations. Meet Christopher, and Darren. They have a story.
Rating: I don't know where this is going (PG-13/T)
Theme: The lovely confusion of love, and heartbreak.
Warning: Tears, and the fact that this isn't real.
Pairing: Charren. Dhris. Chris/Darren. Darren/Chris. CrissColfer

walking back from work one night
I saw a man who..

looked like you-

with different colored eyes.

There comes a time, when a boy falls in love with a girl, and a boy does what he can to keep her happy.

This is not one of those stories.

Now we are all familiar with stories of a boy and a girl, and the struggles of the heart, and mind. Movies show young men, and women falling in love, and wandering through the world with hearts i their eyes, because they've found the one person to keep them smiling and to keep their world going round. The all too familiar stories of how boys work for the hearts of the girls in their eyes, and the stories of girls crying over their love, and wasted attempts, to find out in the end that all they had to do was be themselves, because all was set in stone, and they were indeed meant to be.

But no, my dear readers.

This is a story about two boys.

Two very different boys, with very different smiles, and very different colored eyes.

One boy shall be introduced as Darren Criss.

Now Darren Criss, was born in the lovely town of San Francisco, and was raised by a very musical family. Darren went to school to a loving crowd of friends and students, and faculty that all had heart eyes for him. He was voted Most likely to Win a Grammy and was president and the member of many clubs, and had many friends.

Darren Criss wooed many girls, and even some boys. His hazel eyes, and boyish charm, coupled with a megawatt smile and a brown mop of curls, were perfection in the eyes of many. His music genius was one to be envied, and was envied. Just ask 3rd Bass player in Drumline, Kevin Marquez who was always 3rd string to Darren Criss. And maybe you could stop by at Jenna Reyes, band leader, who was the second string, and highest Darren follower, from elementary all the way to High School. Imagine how terrible it feels to always be second string to some moppy headed boy, ouch.

Darren Criss is one who is always comfortable with whatever. He was raised in San Francisco, therefore he was around many different groups of people. He'd grown up to have friends who were gay, straight, and bi, and whatever. He'd grown up with friends from Mexico (they're more like penpals Darren wrote to in 7th grade) , to friends from Oakland (where he frequently sneaked off to, to learn violin), and to the Philippines.

You see Darren was born to an amazing group of people, thus growing up to be part of many amazing groups of people.

One of those groups happens to the cast of Glee.

Where he finds his second home, and his second heart.