AU: Nerd!Blaine Cheerioh!Kurt and Anderberry
Summary: Blaine lives with his father and Rachel for a year now. Before he lived with his mom and then went to Dalton. After his mom couldn't afford for Dalton and him anymore, he began to live with his father. Rachel's best friend Kurt doesn't like him, so Blaine is on his own fo a whole year before he makes his first friend and from one day to another the members of Glee Club begin to open up with him. But somehow he can't get Kurt out of his head. Yes, he hates him but somehow it feels like he is missing something about him. Is every cheerleader a bad person?
Authors note: I am native German and so I don't know if you understand my English. I tried my best! It's the first time ever, that I wrote a story in English. So if it's too bad, just tell me and I will take it down... I don't want to make a fool of me.
Kurt Hummel was everything Blaine hated. First, he was a Cheerio. Second, he was a populare asshole. Third he was one of the best friends of his sister Rachel Anderson-Berry.
It wasn't onesided hate, Kurt Hummel couldn't stand him either. Just the presence of the other one in the same room made them want to rip each others head off. Blaine himself was a clever guy, a young boy with manners, but mostly in his own world, reading or mind wandering in to a fantasy world full of adventures.
It's been a year since Blaine transfered to McKingley and he wished he didn't do so. It was hell! He hated this school so much and everyday he was pleading to get back to Dalton. But his mother couldn't afford the money for the privat school anymore and so he had to leave Dalton and his friends behind and had to live with his father, his father's husband and his half-sister, who tried to ignore him as much as possible.
Everyday he was amazed with himself how he survived this school and then, only one year was left, until he would be off to college in New York. No matter what he would have to endure this time, he will stay strong and won't ever see anyones face of the population of Ohio again. He will stay strong. He will survive.
But then a schoolbag full of hard things hit his head and then his head met the locker hard and for a moment until he felt the pain coming everything went white and then black.
"Will he be okay?" A worried voice spoke.
"I think he is okay for now. Just cool his head and if his head still hurts too much, he shoud go see a doctor."
"Okay. Thanks." The voice answered.
Blaine heard a chair shift and short after a cool hand lay down on his forehead. Such a nice feeling. He let his eyes closed, so the person caring for him wouldn't vanish after he woke up. This was like a dream. Never ever someone helped him in this school, not even Rachel. In school he doesn't exist in her world. So who would be so nice and take care of him? It had to be a dream.
A door opened and Rachel's voice reached his ear.
The hand fled from his skin and an icebag found it's place instead. Blaine groaned because of the lost of this nice feeling. Should he open his eyes and see whose hand it was he felt in love with?
"Is he okay?" Rachel whispered.
"The nurse said he is okay for now. Only if he get's a headache he should go to the doctor." The other one answered. The voice was familiar, really, he must heard it before. Is it someone he shared classes with? Maybe someone from his AP classes? "You are lucky I was there. The rest of the students just ignored his unconcious body and there weren't any teachers in sight. I got Mike to take him on his back. Thank him later. Okay I have to go. See you later?"
Both made an appointment for lunchtime and his caretaker left the room.
Rachel sat down on the chair next to his bed and Blaine fully awake now shifted to the side, blinked his eyes open and looked at his sister. Surprised, Rachel rose her eyebrows and locked eyes with Blaine.
"Oh. If you are awake now, I could go back to class." She said.
"Does it hurt this much to be in the same room with me when I am not asleep or in a comatose state?" Rachel broke the eye contact and tried to watch a fly on it's way across the room.
"You know the reason why I can't be nice to you." Her voice sounded a bit broken at the end.
"Kurt." Blaine sighed.
"Kurt." Rachel nodded.
As much as Blaine knew was the only reason Rachel wasn't involved in bullying anymore Kurt. Kurt was first part of Glee Club where he befriended with Rachel and other outcasts of McKingley and later he became one of the cheerleaders. Mostly thanks to his highkick, Blaine thought. Right now, he even was the head cheerleader and got his friends out of the stressful life of being a nerd, loser, freak or outcast and all were treated like normal humans.
But Kurt had something against Blaine. From the first moment they met it was pure hatred. It didn't need a word, just the first look at Kurt did something to Blaine. He couldn't describe it.
He felt like puking when he came to school and had to find out that Kurt was in so many of his classes. French, where Kurt was so much better than him, Calcalus, Kurt sat in the seat behind him, Chemistry, History and P.E. It was a bit like torture.
So Blaine voluntarily didn't join Glee Club and began to concentrate more on his studies. After a while he recognized that his eyesight went bad because of too much reading, then his father bought new pants for him, that wasn't jeans and still because of his mothers preference he gelled his hair back. So after living a month in the Anderson-Berry houshold, he got glasses, new clothes and a new lifestyle, last thanks to Kurt and nerdy Blaine was born.
The jocks shoved him in to the lockers, slushied him and sometimes he got bad bruises and was humiliated because of his gay father.
They didn't know that Blaine was gay too. Lucky, Blaine thought. He don't want to know what would happen to him if they knew. It was already bad enough.
Rachel was uncomfartable with the subject. She doesn't like to talk about it and especially not with Blaine and tried to ignore him while cooling his forehead. Sometimes her sight fell on the big bumps on Blaines head and he could see in her eyes that she was worried, but she would never admit it.
After the nurse came back to check on Blaine it was time Rachel left for her next class. The nurse excused him for the day and told him to go home and lay down for the rest of the day. Blaine was still dizzy, getting up and heading to his car wasn't that easy either, as he met Mike at the parking lot.
If he remembers right, it was Mike who brought him to the nurse office and then Mike recognized him and ran to him.
"Hey," Mike said. Looking at Blaine with the same worried eyes as Rachel before.
"Hi," Blaine managed to say, before he felt more dizzy again.
Mike came on to his side to support him and Blaine tried to walk with Mikes help to his car.
"Still not feelin' better?" Blaine had to look at Mike. He never talked to Mike before, even when they have almost the same classes. But he was part of New Directions and so one of Kurt's friends. What happend that Mike was now actually talking to him?
"No, no it's okay. It's just.. It's okay, I just need to sit." Blaine opened the cardoor and placed himself on the drivers seat.
"You think so? I could drive you home too. I have selfstudy for the rest of the day. So it wouldn't be a problem."
Blaine took a better look at Mike. Was he honest? Mike would do that for him? Wasn't he Kurt's friend? It felt like a trap, but Blaine couldn't think carefuly of it, his head was too dizzy and he wished this cool hand back on his forehead. He remembered the soft touch, it felt like he was melting under it. Cool skin with the soft and warm rush of blood under it. Somehow amazing. He nodded slowly and climbed to the passenger seat and Mike took his place. Before Mike started the engine, he smiled softly at Blaine and Blaine felt like someone stepped him in the stomache. Was Mike really just nice to him?
They drove in silence for a while.
"Why do you know where I live?" Blaine asked, after he noticed he didn't gave Mike any instructions how to get to his place.
Mike laughed. "Rachel Anderson-Berrys houseparty. If you remember? You was up in your room while the Glee Club was dead drunk in the basement."
"Oh, right. I remember." The memories of ths evening came back. Rachel wanted to know what it is like to be drunk and held this party for the new directions. Finn came even up to his room and tried to convince Blaine to join them. Blaine came down with him to take a look. And then he saw his sister and Kurt giving each other wet kisses on the sofa. They giggled and Rachels hands wandered around on Kurt's body. He and Finn didn't like what they saw and so Blaine got back to his room before somone saw him and Finn took Rachel up to her room and he heard the two having a fight. Blaine knew that Finn and Rachel were in some sort of relationship now and then, but somehow Finn repeated often the word: "Brother," when his voice became louder.
"Say," Blaine took a look at Mikes profile. "Why are you so nice to me today?"
Mike had a questionable look on his face. "What do you mean? I am always nice."
"But it's the first time we actually talk!"
"Oh," Mike said. "That's because of you."
"Because of me?" Now it's Blaine who didn't understand what Mike said.
"Yes. I mean we share almost every class! So it's absurd not to talk, right? But...," Mike couldn't find the words.
"What 'But'?" 'Kurt but', Blaine thought.
"You know, Rachel told me you are a good singer. So I thought, maybe you are a nice guy and you could join Glee Club, but that never happened. And from the first day at school you was like: 'Don't talk to me!' And I watched you change so much and saw you getting bullied and felt really sorry for you. But you wasn't approachable."
"So the reason you didn't talk to me wasn't Kurt?"
"Kurt?" Mike laughed. "Oh right you two don't 'like' each other. You know what? Kurt is one of the greatest guys I have ever met! He is nice and stands up for what he likes and thanks to him my Tina isn't bullied at school anymore. You on the other side, it's like you just try to get the time over and as you would flee from here as soon as possible. But have you ever thought what will happen, if you can't escape this place?"
Something in Blaines stomache made a heavy twist and he knew he couldn't answer this question. He never thought about the possibility not going to New York. He was 100% sure of it.
"What if the people you know now, will always be in your life? Social life? Work life? They could be everywhere around you. Your favourite restaurant, the office you work at, or they wll be the parents of your son's classmate. If you can't escape from here they will be everywhere."
Blaines eyes were filled with tears. How could that happen? He had a plan. He will go to New York and won't see anyone again! A small sob came out of his throat. "What can I do?" He asked quietly.
Mike tried to smile. "First, we could try to be friends?"
"But Kurt!" Blaine sobbed.
"Why Kurt? You two don't like each other. So what? It's not on Kurt who I want to be friends with." Mike parked the car in front of the Anderson-Berry house and stopped the engine. "So, friends?" He took Blaines hand and shook it without his permission. Blaine laughed.
"Friends." They smiled and Mike patted his shoulder. Mike pulled his phone out and called his mom to come and get him. They stayed in the car and waited for Mikes mother in silence. 15 minutes later an expensive looking car stopped next to them and Mike got out of the car. Blaine followed him and they shook hands for a last time before saying goodbye.
"Thanks." Blaine mumbled. His ears turned pink and for the first time he realised how emberassed he was.
"No problem." Mike let go of his hand and was on his way to the car as he stopped a last time. "Blaine?" Blaine turned around to him. "I am not the one you should say thanks to."
Blaine didn't understand and Mikes winking didn't help it either.
Alone in his room Blaines thoughts went back to the cool hand. Such a nice gesture. Who was that? He tried to remember whose voice it was, but couldn't find the owner in his head. He should had open his eyes, even a bit, so he wouldn't feel so lost now.
Blaine fell asleep with the warm thoughts, that now he had his first friend at school and wouldn't be so lonely anymore.
It had to be evening when he woke up because of Rachels laughter in the room next to him. She wasn't alone, he heard Mercedes singin a parody of "Friday" by Rebecca Black with someone different in chorus. This high voice must be Kurt, Blaine thought. The good feeling he had vanished and sadly those three were too loud as he could go back to sleep.
Het got out of his bed and stepped in the corridor. Rachels door was a bit open, so he decided to go in and ask them to lower their voices.
As he came in all 3 heads turned in his direction. First, his eyes found Kurts, then he turned to Rachel who came to approach him.
"Are you alright?" She asked, took his hand, brought him to her bed and set down with him. Wow, that was more than nice for Rachel. But he didn't like it, she was only nice to him because she felt sorry for him and not on a daily sister-brother basis.
"Yes, just a headache." Her eyes wandered off for a moment, but it was too fast to see to where it was.
"Should I take you to a doctor?" Rachel squeezed his hand and uncomfortable as it already was, being treated good in this room, he loosed her grip and hid his hands between his thighs.
"It's okay. It's just a light headache. Just try not to be too loud."
Mercedes stand up from her place. "I should go now. It's getting late. So what should I bring with me for saturday?"
"-Saturday?" Blaine asked and looked between Mercedes and Rachel.
It was Mercedes who answered because Rachel was too busy blushing. "An Anderson-Berry houseparty again! Your dads are gone for the weekend." She grinned and Blaine had a good look on her many white teeth.
"And you didn't want to ask me if it's okay for me?"
"You were asleep when dad told me and Mercedes decided this on her own." Rachel said hastily. "So it's okay? I promise we will clean up later!"
Blaine smirked. "It's okay. Just have fun."
"Oh hell to the no, you will be there too!" Mercedes grinned cheekily and took the place next to Blaine. "I heard you and Mike are friends now." She sang in a teasing voice and put her hand on Blaines knee. "You will come with Mike and Tina!"
"But I am already here!" He couldn't believe what was happening to him.
"Even better!" Mercedes and Rachel laughed. A short look at Kurt told him, that Kurt was more busy with his fingernails as this conversation. "So don't be late." Mercedes got off the bed, followed by Rachel. "Should I bring you home?" This time she asked Kurt, who looked up for the first time from his fingers.
It seemed like he was thinking about something. "No," he said short after. "Finn is getting me later. I just have to wait for him. He said, he wants to talk to Rachel." Kurts hand wanderd to his pocket and Blaine saw he grabbed for something, maybe his mobilephone? But why?
It seemed like Rachel didn't know what Finn would like to talk with her, but maybe it was just some lovestuff.
"Okay, I will bring Mercedes to the door, okay?" She said, already pushing Mercedes out of her room.
Followed by a loud: "BYE," from Mercedes that made Blaines brain to mud. He had to close his eyes for a moment and lay down on Rachels pillow.
He heard some movements and after opening his eyes, he found Kurt sitting next to him on the bed. He just finished tipping a message in his ohone and looked down on Blaine. His face showed something like concern and before he knew it, Kurts cold finger tips brushed some loosen curls off his forehead. "You... okay?" Kurt whispered.
With a petrified look in Kurts glasz eyes they sat in silence before Blaine answered: "Not your divison."