Starzhei's Note:
- First off, I wanted to thank the reader Conona, who delightfully popped my reviewing cherry ;p I didn't even let her buy me dinner first, what a slut I am! Id also like to thank the readers TerribleSpy and Mimi for reviewing the first chapter. Thank you guys so much, you really gave me encouragement to write this here chapter 2 when I only really planned for this to be a stand-alone.
- I also want to thank all 15 readers who alerted and/or favourited this story and/or me. Not bad for a virgin FanFiction author huh? Well, I aint no virgin anymore ;p...Wait, is favourited a word? Lol, I dont think it is.
- Anyway, heres chapter 2. It probably isnt all that great. Its currently 4:03 am down here in Australia and I just woke up about an hour ago because I fell asleep at 6pm Saturday after a relaxing day at a spa. I know what youre thinking. Why the heck are you telling me about your spa trip, creep? Well, thats because part of this story is inspired my my favourite author up on this site, vcg73.
` This story is how I needed it to go, so I guess its AU. Thats the term yall FanFic-ers use right? Reason being, is because I didnt want too many OC's up in here, so I needed to steal a straight boy who we all know and love. I hope you dont hate me for that.
`Aiight, this note is basically a story on its own, jeez. Ima go now then, let you get on with hating my story lol.
- P.S. Go check out vcg73's stories, theyre fabulous. And make sure you review, and let them know how fabulous.
- Oh, an apparently I need me one of them disclaimer things...I dont know why, yall dont really think I own Glee do you? I mean id love to, but sadly it didnt arrive under my christmas tree, or under my neices pillow when she lost her tooth. Maybe in June for my birthday? Maybe?
- OMG, my own brain told me to shut up. So, I will, for real this time. Read on readers, and thank you.
In truth, he had actually been busy.
So it wasn't his fault that Kurt just so happened to want to watch the SAG awards on Monday when he had booked a study class with his friends Jesse and Malik. And it wasn't his fault that Kurt wanted Blaine's assistance to help him pick out a song for his warblers solo audition when Blaine himself had a doctors appointment on Wednesday. And it definitely wasn't Blaine's fault that he couldn't go to Kurt's friends party this weekend because he, um, well he needed to be, um, over, that way, you know, at that place?
You know the place. The sorry-I-cant-hang -out-today-because-I've-been-kinda-avoiding-you place.
Quite frankly, Blaine was an idiot. And he sure as hell felt like the biggest one there had ever lived when Kurt came back to Dalton on Sunday night grinning from ear to ear, and in as gleeful mood as Blaine sorely remembered Kurt had had when he and the warblers had sung Teenage Dream.
The day when Blaine first laid eyes on the beautiful boy.
Blaine's eyes bugged out at his reverie. Kurt looked like he had been laid! WTF? Surely not?
"BLAINE!" Kurt screamed happily, running towards Blaine in the hallway.
Plastering on his everything-is-fine face, Blaine hid the anger behind his eyes and his heartbreak behind his smile.
"Hey Kurt, how was you're weekend?" he asked, falsely sincere.
"Oh gosh it was amazing. You so should have come, I missed you" Kurt said all cute and shy. A red tint creeping up his face.
"Aww, you shouldn't have" Blaine winked, and held his right hand to his heart. Seriously though, his heart hurt at those words.
"Dork" Kurt joked, pushing Blaine's shoulder gently, "But seriously it was awesome. Mercedes said the next time you better be there or she'll cut you."
"Oh, well we don't want that" Blaine said, opening his door to his dorm and gesturing from the love of his, ah, I mean his close friend Kurt to head in first.
Kurt entered the room and sat down on Jesses bed.
Blaine is a junior so his dorm room is smaller, but only has two beds. Kurt, being a sophomore, has to share a larger dorm with 4 other boys. All of whom Kurt truly counted as friends.
Blaine sat on his bed and pulled his pillow into his lap as he sat with his legs crossed. Being in his pyjamas, he felt a little exposed, even though they were long legged flannel pants and an adorable blue sweater his grandma had knitted him for Christmas.
Kurt shrugged off his red military jacket, Blaine noted was Burberry, his favourite, and placed it gently on the bed as he sat daintily on the edge of the bed, legs folded and duffel bag at his feet.
"So what did you get up to? How are your parents?" Kurt asked with a smile.
Oh right. That's the excuse Blaine had given about this weekend.
"Ah, they're fine, thank you" Blaine answered unsurely, but sweetly, "But tell me about the party. I bet everyone in New Directions were glad to see you."
"Of course, now that they're over their bitch fit about me leaving" he joked, "And the Christmas presents helped."
"They should have. We had only known each other about a month before Christmas but you still managed to get the perfect gift for me. I cant even imagine what you get for the lucky people you've known for a while" Blaine exclaimed.
"Come on Blaine" Kurt said, reaching over and patting Blaine's knee, "It wasn't hard to figure out you have a not-so-subtle crush on Miss. Perry" he said laughing.
"Hey, she is epic!" Blaine protested, absently rubbing at where Kurt had touched him.
Just then, they were interrupted by a smiling Jesse. Jesse was from an upper class family in Westerville and looked every bit the snobby rich brat everyone thought he was. Until they met him. He was very different from that stereotype, He was giving, kind and generous. And had a heart of gold.
"Ah, Kurtis" Jesse said devilishly, patting the boy on the shoulder while passing his from the bathroom, "How was the party lover boy!" he called from the bathroom giggling.
Blaine's head shot to Kurt as he saw his face turn painfully red. Blaine's earlier prediction came crushing into his head with visual imagery off Kurt going at it with someone who WASN'T Blaine, and he clenched his pillow tight.
"Wha?" was what came out of Kurt, "What are you, I don't know what you're talking about" Kurt tried, and failed.
"For a great actor, you suck at lying" Jesse said simply, exiting the bathroom and sitting down at the head of his bed next to Kurt, "Sinjin told me."
"Sinjin told you what?" Blaine asked, looking between Jesse and Kurt.
"I knew inviting him would only lead to trouble" Kurt shook his head.
"Wait, you invited Sinjin to Mercedes' party?" Blaine asked, more confused now.
"I invited quite a few people. My old friends wanted to meet my new friends."
"So who all went?" Blaine asked.
Now Blaine definitely felt like an idiot. The only reason he had been avoiding Kurt was because he didn't want to risk awkward one-on-one time between the two of them. If he had of known Kurt had invited people from Dalton he would have gone too. And would have been able to tell what the fuck was going on.
"Dude, most of the sophomores were there" Jesse answered, pulling out his phone, "Oh and David and Wes. Proof!" he asked, holding his phone over to Kurt.
Kurt's eyes bugged out and he snatched Jesses phone away, to Jesses amusement. Blaine was not amused, and was quickly becoming angry at the situation in front of him.
"What is it?" he asked, perching himself on the edge of his bed.
Kurt looked up at Blaine and looked him in the eyes. Blaine looked Kurt's unique shade of blue. They were breathtaking, and held all of Kurt's emotions. What Blaine saw was tremendous hope, and a little bit of guilt. Kurt turned Jesses phone to face Blaine.
Blaine looked at the screen to see a photo of Kurt held gently against a tall, slim Asian boy who had his arm wrapped around the small of Kurt's back, his other arm lifted up, cupping Kurts face.
"Who is this?" Blaine asked disbelieving.
"Mike Chang" was Kurt's reply, "He was showcased during New Directions performance of Valerie at sectionals" he said quietly.
Blaine stared at the picture numbly as a heavy silence passed over them. Jesse tanked his phone out of Blaines hand, pulling him out of the abyss as he shook his head.
"I thought there were no out gay guys at McKinley?".
"Yeah. He was dating Tina, the other Asian. They broke up and he told me that he's Bi" Kurt said shyly, "Then he asked me out".
Blaine paled. His throat clenched and he could feel the itch of tears in the back of his eyes but fought them back. With his smile.
"That's great!" he said, very convincingly.
Kurt immediately brightened up and looked like a little school girl. Blaine couldn't help but smile at that sight. Genuinely smile.
"Yeah. Although I thought we were alone at the time" Kurt spat, looking at Jesse, "Who took that photo?"
"I don't like that look Kurt Hummel" Jesse said, scooting towards the other side of the bed, "You scare me sometimes."
"He might not be out yet" Kurt replied, more gently, softening his face, "I just want to make sure first."
Blaine blanked out at that point. Kurt and Jesse were talking, he could hear it, but he wasn't listening.
All could think about was the look of hope on Kurts face in the photo. Blaine regretfully remembered that look of hope on Kurts face the other week when he had asked Blaine out.
And truthfully, he was angry. At that stupid Mick Chang, or Mike Chung or whoever the hell he was. Stupid Mick Chung the amazing dancer. Stupid Mike Chong the bi-sexual asshole who was now going to possibly date Kurt. His Kurt!
But the person who Blaine hated most was himself. He hate for the most part of this week. Last week still very clear in his memory. But he tried to force those memories away and focus on Jared. But Jared was an ant compared to Kurt, the Angel.
He hadn't stopped thinking of Kurt all week. Most of the thoughts involving them in a relationship he knew would never happen now.
"I should get to my dorm" Blaine heard Kurt say.
"Oh" Blaine said, standing up.
Kurt smiled at him and headed to the door, but tripped on his duffel bag on the ground. Blaine reacted at lightening speed and grabbed a hold of Kurt, flipping him around and they fell to the ground in a heap, Blaine breaking Kurt's fall.
Blaine swallowed audibly when Kurt's unique, angel blue eyes connected with his hazel green ones. Kurt gave a sheepish smile and shot up quickly, dusting himself off and holding out his hand to pull Blaine up.
"That was sexy" Kurt said sarcastically, straightening the hair out of his eyes, "Thank you" he said, looking at Blaine.
"Any time" he meant it.
They giggled as they walked to the door and Kurt waved at Jesse who waved back with a goodnight.
"See you in the morning" Kurt said to Blaine, turning to walk back to his dorm, jacket in hand.
Blaine watched as Kurt walked down the hall, then looked down at his forgotten hand.
"Kurt!" he yelled, meeting Kurt in the middle of the hallway.
"Hmm?" Kurt asked, spinning around with a grin on his face, but glassed over eyes.
Blaine looked carefully at his friend for a second, but decided against asking if he was OK. Blaine saw the guilt in Kurts eyes, with hints of sadness. But he still saw the hope.
"You forgot this" Blaine smiled, handing over Kurt's duffel bag.
"Oh" Kurt laughed out loud, "I trip over it and still forget it. Im hopeless".
"No, of course not" Blaine said, "Just distracted by hot Asian" why did he say that?
Kurt blushed and smiled as he took his bag.
"Thank you" he nodded, "Goodnight Blaine."
"Goodnight Kurt."
Blaine headed back to his dorm and turned at his door to see Kurt turn the corner and disappear. He sighed and walked into his room, closing the door behind him. He climbed on his bed and saw that Jesse was not on his own.
Blaine lay back onto his bed with his arms tucked behind his head. All week he held on to the slightest chance that he may have of giving it a shot with Kurt, but now that seemed highly unlikely.
Given the younger countertenor never said anything about actually going on a date with cute dancing Mack Ching, but that was probably inevitable.
"When are you going to tell him?"
Blaine looked up to see Jesse standing at the bathroom door with his toothbrush.
"Tell him what?" Blaine asked, flipping over to face the wall.
"That you like him" he said softly.
"I don't know…"
"What Im talking about" Jesse interrupted as he walked back into the bathroom, then straight out again, toothbrushless, "Yeah yeah yeah, whatever. You like Kurt, fool. Don't even deny it."
"I don't like Kurt" Blaine groaned and was sure he heard Jesse roll his eyes, "I think I love him" he said quietly.
"You think you love him?" Jesse asked, getting into his own bed.
Blaine spun around to face his friend and roommate. He shook his head at Jesses genuinely interested face.
"No" he said simply, "I know I love him."