Notes:

Here we go again!
A little warning: I'll be in Berlin this next week, and I'm not sure if I will hava any wifi there... I'll be back early on Sunday and so the next chapter will probably be up then.

Enjoy!


Tuesday:

Tuesday was the first day of school after Regionals, and it also was the first time in a long time that Kurt almost cried at school. Normally, they all met for glee club during third period. Today he was in the room all alone. After twenty minutes he walked through the school, to maybe find one of the others, but without success. What he found instead were other students staring at him, some mockingly, some hateful and that was all wrong. When he looked at people, he got smiles and hellos, and not these cold, disrespectful glares. He knew he sometimes got those behind his back, but no single student would dare to anger him. At least, that was how things used to be.

The reason he stood in the girls' restroom after sixth period, though, tears in his eyes, was David Karofsky. He had wanted to eat his lunch as usual, when he realized he'd have to eat alone because none of his friends would be willing to sit with him. None of them had even talked to him or for that matter answered his texts. So he had been standing by the side of the cafeteria for a few minutes, thinking about what he should do. Just when he decided to try and sit with Brittany, since the blonde really liked him, the neanderthaler stood up from his table and came towards him.

Karofsky had always made fun of him before glee club. He'd called him names and made sure to let Kurt know what he thought about him and his sexuality. When Kurt became popular things changed for the better, and the other boy held back when Kurt was near him. They both tolerated each other to a certain extent, but Kurt hadn't forgotten the hateful comments. It seemed Karofsky hadn't forgotten about them either, because he took Kurt's food out of his hands without saying a word, threw it down on his boots and whispered, so only Kurt would hear it, "Welcome back, fairy."

Wednesday:

"Hi, guys! I hope you're all good?" Devon said into the camera of his phone, a big smile on his face. "I hope you can forgive me for my hair, but I literally just got up!" This wasn't even a lie. Blaine had woken up before his alarm had gone off, so he decided to record a video to post on his blog. He liked how it had evolved - he chatted with his fans regularly now and he felt much closer to them. His hair really was a mess, but he couldn't care less about it, so he just put in his contact lenses and grabbed his phone.

"Anyways, you know how I told you I'd like to do street music some day? I will, this weekend, BUT I won't tell you where exactly or when! It'll be a surprise, so you can all get out of the house and go look for me. And those who find me can request a song! I really have to get up now, so have a great day everyone, and there'll be a new video tomorrow! Love you all!" He waved into the camera, and stopped the video.

Afterwards he got ready for school, and met with Brian outside of his room. The warbler was a year younger than Blaine, but really nice to talk to anyways. While they were walking towards the caferteria, he realized that Brian was practically bouncing.

"Everything okay?" he asked while holding the door to the cafeteria open for him.

"Yeah, I'm just really excited."

"I can see that." Blaine answered smiling. He was about to ask him what it was he was so excited about, when he decided against it. Maybe it was something private he didn't want to share. Maybe he had a date later that day, or his mother was pregnant. When they sat at their usual breakfast table with a few other Warblers, Johnny, Nick and Brian were grinning at each other contsantly, and he couldn't stop himself.

"Okay, what is it? Do I have something in my hair? Why are you three behaving like little children on Christmas morning?"

Logan looked up from his cereal. "Wait, you haven't heard yet?"

Blaine just looked at him and shrugged his shoulders.

"Devon - you know, Devon the youtuber?"

"Yes." He nodded. 'What have I done? Or is there just some rumor going on?'

"He posted a video this morning!" Nick said animatedly, while Jeff rolled his eyes. "He'll be outside this weekend and he'll sing requests for everyone who finds him!"

"Yes," Jeff added, "and those three want to go and try to find him."

Johnny huffed. "Wrong. We will find him." Nick and Brian only nodded, chewing on their breakfast.

'Ahhhh... Now I understand. Wow, that was fast.'

"And, uh, what would you do if you found him?" Blaine smirked, listening to his friends go on about their plans of telling Devon about the Warblers and their friendship with Wesley and David. He'd have a lot fun today. He could visibly imagine Brian asking him if he could touch his hair, and Johnny begging him to do an impression of Rihanna.

Thursday:

Walking around school alone wasn't half as fun as it had been with the others. Kurt was afraid again. Afraid to walk around corners, afraid to enter the boys' restroom, afraid to come to school - even afraid to wear his favorite clothes because yesterday he had seen Rachel covered in slushie. He'd helped her wash it out of her hair later, but she hadn't even thanked him for it.

It seemed to Kurt as if everyone returned back to their old lives - the Cheerios returned to the Cheerios, Finn, Sam, Puck and Mike returned to the football team, and the less popular kids like Rachel or Rory had now formed their own group. They might not be popular, but they had each others' back. Only he was alone. Well, he had Devon. But - it wasn't the same thing telling him about his problems on his blog in a comment without even knowing if he'd read it, or even care about it and having a real person to talk to. Of course Devon was a real person real, but... he wasn't there. Not really.

After school, Kurt went home, happy that at least there he would be safe and could spend the rest of his day re-watching Devon videos, and hey, shouldn't there be a new video from Wezzy&Dave today, too?

Perfect. Just the way Kurt liked to spend his evenings...

When he came home, he tried his best to go to his room in the basement quetly. He really didn't want his father to know he was home. He made it down the stairs, already had his hand on the door, without having to talk to his -

"Hey, Kurt. Wait a minute, I'd like to talk to you."

'Oh god, I really can't handle this today...'

He turned around with a huff and looked at his father. "What?" He asked, feeling an unpleasant pressure in his stomach. He might have sounded a bit more bitchy than he intended to. But it wasn't like it mattered, anyways.

"Come to the living room with me, please?" asked his dad, doing his best to sound calming.

"Why?"

The older man shrugged his shoulders. "I'd just like to talk to my son. Can't I do that without a specific purpose?"

"No." Kurt said as he turned around and opened the door. "You can't."

Friday:

Friday afternoon found Blaine hanging out with his friends, grinning like a mad man. The others had decided that he should join them in their 'Finding Devon Mission', and he couldn't imagine a better thing to happen to him.

They all sat in a circle on the floor, and several sheets of paper laid in the middle as well as some maps. Blaine felt like a part of a covert operation. The circle consisted of Brian, Nick, Jeff (Blaine was 100% sure he was only here because of Nick), Logan, his roommate Samuel, who wasn't part of the Warblers, Trent and Johnny. And of course Blaine.

Brian began their 'meeting' by showing them lists with names of cities and streets that Devon had been spotted on, and - Blaine was impressed. He hadn't known there was so much information about him... And he couldn't help but to feel flattered, since the younger boy seemed to really like Devon and see him as a kind of idol. They spent the rest of the day plotting their routes and forming teams, because "It'll be more likely that we find him if we split up!"

When Blaine told them afterwards that he wouldn't be able to join them because he 'really had to go to this family thing', they were all a little disappointed, but promised to take photos and videos for him, and to, of course get him an autograph.

Their plan in the end was to search in Lima on Saturday, since Devon had already met fans there, and maybe he wanted to meet them again? Well, he would go to Lima, yes, but more because his mother had wanted to see him perform than for New Directions.

He couldn't stop smiling the entire evening.

Saturday:

'This is so stupid...' Kurt thought while he was walking through random streets in Lima. 'I don't even understand how they all can be so stupid and think Devon would come to Lima after everything that happened.'

Kurt had been more than excited when he heard that the Youtuber he was in love with for several months now would just go outside and wait for people to find him - until he realized that the other boy probably wouldn't be happy to see him. At all. Because he was friends with Blaine, who surely had told him about... well, the past. Or Wezzy and Dave had, because they had made it clear what they thought about him.

But, he reminded himself as he walked around a playground, it hadn't been only him. The others had been just as mean to Blaine, and none of them had ever said something about Kurt behaving badly. Of course the others didn't agree with him on that. They were waiting at the McKinley parking lot, sure that Devon would come and visit them because 'they were all such good friends', and 'really, Kurt. The only one who has made a bad impression was you'. Kurt scoffed. As if. He didn't even think Devon would come to Lima at all.

'Then why am I still walking around like an idiot?'

Walking around like an idiot soon turned out to be a good idea. When he got hungry and decided to go to the little mall in Lima because there was a McDonalds and Kurt really felt like eating junk food and crying about it later. Just before entering, he heard a familiar voice. That was... No, it couldn't be Devon, could it? Maybe it was just Blaine, their voices sounded pretty much the same, right? But then again... Why would Blaine sing on the streets? That wouldn't make any sense...

But when he walked around the corner, he saw Devon sitting on a bench next to the second entrance of the mall, singing with his beautiful curls over his eyes, looking so content that Kurt felt badly about just standing there, because what if he looked up and saw him?

'Oh god, what is Devon even doing here? He was supposed to never come back. I mean... Wait, he didn't make friends with the others, right? Or maybe he did? Maybe he just wanted so see Blaine? Maybe the others blamed everything on me to make themselves look good?'

Kurt let out the breath he'd been holding. They would totally do that. Yesterday, he had heard Sam talk to some other muscular dude who made a comment about how gay his blond hair was. Sam had convined him that dying his hair had been Kurt's idea and he'd only done it because he would have been thrown out of glee club otherwise. Kurt looked down at his shoes. Devon started singing a song he didn't know, but it sounded sad and full of regret and Kurt scoffed at the irony of it.
He just stood there, watching his idol, the boy he was sure he was in love with for a long time. His Devon. Well, not his Devon. The one he wished would hold him close and tell him he wasn't a bad person. To maybe kiss him. Laugh and smile with him. But Kurt stood still at the corner, watching him interacting with other people. Smiling at them. With no possibility of coming near him, afraid that he'd hate him.

'It's not fair.' He thought when he felt his eyes becoming teary. 'Or is it?'

Kurt left forty minutes later, when Devon packed his things and left with two female fans who apparently knew a better place for him to perform.

When he came home he went into his room, ignoring his father when he came home a few hours later, sulking through the night.

Sunday:

Blaine was more than just a litte excited when he left Dalton Academy early Sunday morning. He hadn't gelled his hair and had his Devon clothes in a bag that was slung around his shoulders. Normally, no one woke up before 8 on Sundays, since there wasn't even breakfast available before that, and even his friends who wanted to go look for him today hadn't had any intentions on getting up early since they assumed that Devon would sleep in on the weekend. Luckily he hadn't seen anyone from glee yesterday, especially not Kurt. There had been others from McKinley High, and a few had called their friends but none of them even mention the glee club. Today he made sure to follow the plan his friends had made to find him. He had made a photo of the map detailing their planned stops, so they just had to show up at some stage.

He drove quite a while in his car and after about an hour he decided to make a stop in a bigger city he hadn't been to before. He knew there was a big park there though, and it had been the first step on the list so he'd just have to wait.

After that he hadn't really a plan. He just wanted to see a few cities and a few new people, and sing a lot. He had already changed his clothes in a bathroom at a road stop, so he just grabbed his guitar from the backseat and walked into the park.

There were a few really small shops which were already opened, what surprised him a bit, but he was happy about it. Soon he found a bench underneath a big tree. It looked just perfect, and it was close enough to the entrance that everyone who came to the park would notice him.

He played a few random melodies on his guitar, and then started to sing 'Lost in Stereo' from All Time Low. It wasn't something he sung normally, but Johnny was a big fan of the band, and hadn't stopped singing the song the entire week.

After the first chorus, he saw two younger girls standing at the entrance, followed by a few boys in a Dalton uniform. Blaine grinned and waved.


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