Hi. I Jjust wanted to say thanks to everyone who added this story to their alerts and like messaged me on tumblr and such. It means a lot. I wasn't sure if I'd be writing another chapter, but you guys have given me the confidence to keep writing. So here goes with the second chapter. This is for you, so I hope you guys enjoy it :)

Again. Glee does not belong to me. (:

Chapter 2: Maybe, just maybe, you're my Teenage Dream.

Kurt's mind was still all over the place his breathing was still slightly erratic when, all too soon for Kurt, Blaine let go of his hand as he pushed open the two giant doors that stood in their way. Kurt had never hated an inanimate object so much in his life. He watched Blaine as he walked into the large room, he was actually quite short considering, but Kurt couldn't help but think that all the best things come in small packages. He laughed to himself and Blaine shot him a funny look, Kurt felt himself blush. Blaine continued to walk through the doors and Kurt slowly followed taking in the sight of the boy that was talking to one of the boys stood on the other side of the door.

He and Blaine had only met not even five minutes ago, but when Blaine grabbed his hand he felt his heart beating so fast he thought it might actually beat right out of his chest. While they running down the corridor Kurt couldn't help but compare it to one of those romantic movies, where the couple run in slow motion hand in hand with some loud classical musical playing. It brought a smile to his face even if that wasn't what was happening here. A guy could dream.

Kurt had just walked through the double doors and was stood in the centre of them when he looked around at all the boys dressed in their blazers. He started to panic. He stood out so bad. He was the only one in normal clothes. Why where they not all looking at him? When would they notice? Ohmygod.. Before Kurt could even realise what he'd said he blurted out "Oh, I really do stick out like a sore thumb." with the slightest tremble in his voice. Would he get caught? What would they do to him? The panic rising in him again, and then he looked back to Blaine, who was staring at him with that sparkle in his eyes and a smile on his face.

In the back of his mind he was still worried about getting caught, it couldn't end well. But looking at Blaine's smile, it just seemed to make him forget everything and leave his mind blank. Kurt was holding on to the strap of his bag as if it was his life line, Kurt could feel the numbness slowly starting to spread across his fingers telling him they where to tight, but Kurt just brushed it off as he watched Blaine's lips move and him lean closer to him while he spoke. "Next time don't forget your jacket, new kid." Kurt looked at this boy with admiration and shock as Blaine fixed his collar. Kurt just froze. He'd never really had anybody that close to him before and with it being this beautiful boy in front of him, and for the 10th time in the past five minutes, Kurt's mind went blank. "You'll fit right in. Now if you'll excuse me.."

Kurt stood there, his mind going in circles, his breathing slightly hitched as he watched Blaine walk off, dumping his bag on the closest sofa and walking up to stand in front of the other boys, who he assumed where a part of the Warblers. Wait. What? He's in the Warblers? He sings lead! Oh my god he.. Before Kurt could form another sentence in his mind Blaine had started singing Katy Perry's, Teenage Dream. Once again this boy, Blaine, who he'd only met moments ago had left his mind spinning and once again he was trying to focus on the competition, after all that's why he was here. But he couldn't take his mind off of the gorgeous boy who was making silly little hops and jumps as he continued to sing. Kurt couldn't take his eyes off of Blaine the entire performance so he always saw when Blaine was looking at him and each time he looked at him, Kurt's heart did little flips and his breathing started to hitch. Again.

Kurt stared in awe at Blaine as he continued to rock this song, he was doing an amazing job singing it and Kurt couldn't believe how good he actually was he. He took a mental note: They could actually beat us at Regional's. Before he lets his thoughts wonder back to Blaine who continued to own the song. He made it his own, doing his own steps here and there, moving around the room making use of the space provided. Kurt couldn't help but smile at the amount of energy he put into his performance, and he couldn't help but blush when Blaine gave him a flirty look when singing about Skin tight jeans, he got the innuendo. He wasn't all that stupid.

In the back of his mind Kurt was telling himself that he shouldn't let himself feel this way. He didn't even know this boy, this boy with the most gorgeous honey coloured eyes he'd ever seen.. He knew nothing about him. Not his last name or his birthday, and he didn't even know if he was gay. Kurt knew that there was very little chance this boy was gay, Kurt would never be that lucky, but he couldn't seem to stop himself from falling, no matter how hard he tried. The energy Blaine had, his beautiful, heavenly voice and the confident manor he had about him. Kurt knew by the time Blaine was about half way through the song that he'd fallen for this guy. And the knowledge actually killed him. He didn't want to do this again. It had been bad enough with his feelings towards Finn last year, and then Sam earlier this year. He didn't want to have to feel like that again.

However, that flirty look Blaine just shot his way made Kurt feel the first swell of hope he'd felt in a long time.
Maybe, just maybe he would be his Teenage Dream.