AN- Thanks for reading and adding to your favorites. Thank you BM22Owenstina for the 1st review on my story.

DISCLAIMER- I don't own GLEE, Kurt or Blaine. But I do want to sing with Kurt. Just putting that out there again. You may get tired of me saying that, but it is true.

Chapter 2

They pulled up in front of the Anderson home, a colonial three story house, white with black shutters.

"Lay it on me kiddo." Kristen told Blaine.

"Well it is a little in depth, so lets get this.." he gestured to the back of the SUV "…whole department store of stuff up to your room."

"It is not a whole department store!" she scoffed smacking his shoulder. "Ok let's get to it I'm very curious as to where this is going? You usually don't keep me in the dark like this. But you are always the gentleman to let me tell you all my stuff first before you tell me about yours even though I can tell you are bursting at the seams."

"I'm not bursting at the seams." she raised her eyebrows at him, "Ok maybe I am a little bit. Here how much would you like to carry? Either way I don't think that there is any way we will be able to get it all up there in one go. Why do you have so much stuff if you are only going to be here for a couple of weeks?"

"Well my dear boy, you never know when something will happen and you need something that you didn't bring. So if you bring it all so won't need it." Blaine didn't know why he had the picture of Kurt come into his head. Maybe because he couldn't get him out of his head since his song earlier that day. But he imagined that he probably packed exactly like this.

It took three trips to get Kristen's stuff up to her old room, just down the hall from Blaine's. It hadn't changed much from when she had stayed there.

"I think I'll ask mom and dad to redecorate my room. I think I've out grown a lot of this stuff. Someday I may want to stay here say for a holiday with my husband."

"Colin stayed here last Christmas." Blaine commented nonchalantly

"No he didn't!" Blaine grinned, Kristen looked shocked.

"That's one of those secrets that I'll share when you're older. Enough. Now tell me mister why you're so glad to see me and what advice you need. I'm literally on pins and needles in anticipation." she sat on the bed leaning against the headboard getting settled for their long talk. She patted the quilt at the bottom of her feet indicating to Blaine to get comfy. Blaine hopped onto the bed like a twelve year old and settled in like he had since the time he was probably about three just talking to Kristen. He laid on his stomach with his feet in the air and his chin resting on his knuckles, his eyes shining. Kristen could almost see the three year old looking at her with so much respect and admiration.

"Well…" he began. "I came to a realization today. But maybe I should back up and start at the beginning?" Kristen nodded. "Ok… Do you remember me telling you about Kurt?"

Kristen nodded again, "Friend with troubles coming out at his old school? You took him under your wing?"

"Yeah, do you remember me telling you about Jeremiah?"

"Guy from the GAP?" she didn't go into the humiliating part, not wanting to embarrass him. Blaine nodded.

"And you remember about Rachel?"

Kristen smiled a little wondering where this was going. "Yes. Confused you just a bit?"

"Yeah, until I was sober."

"Of which I still don't approve of, by the way." Kristen scolded

"Oh please, like you never did that."

"Not the point."

"Anyway… Back to my past couple of months. I don't think that I told you about Kurt after I sang to Jeremiah."

"No, just that he was a good friend and helped you see through the error of your ways."

"Yeah, well, he actually had told me that when I was scheming on how to ask Jeremiah out and what song to sing, he had actually thought I was going to ask him. I had kept it to myself about Jeremiah."

"Oh," Kristen gushed, "Kurt has a little crush?"

"Well I didn't know until then, I thought everything we were doing was harmless friend stuff." Blaine confessed.

"Like what exactly?" Kristen inquired.

"Well I had him practice with me for the Kings Island Spectacular. You saw that performance." He looked at her with big eyes.

"Blaine you sang 'Baby It's Cold Outside' with a girl."

"Yeah, Kurt's a countertenor so he kinda sounds like a girl, well not like a girl, but he can sing really high. But that is so not the point, I also order his coffee and we get along really well. And sometime I get caught up in the music of what I sing and sometimes without realizing it gets directed to Kurt. So looking back I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that he read more into what I was doing because I'm so comfortable around him."

"Blaine, Valentine's Day was a month ago."

"Yeah, I know, I didn't tell you anything about it 'cuz nothing changed. I liked Kurt and could see that he's a great guy and we are really good friends and I guess that I was worried of messing that up so we just remained friends. And it has been really good. He has been there for me through it all, Jeremiah and even when I made an ass of myself with Rachel. And he really has no tact in how blunt he can be with me, and I am beginning to think that that is what I need." he said that last part more to himself almost as if he had just thought of that.

"Blaine? I think you are talking in circles."

"Ok. Ok. You know how when I joined the Warbler's they gave me that canary to take care of?"

"Yeah?" Kristen was still perplexed and hoped Blaine just spit out what she know would be coming.

"Well… we gave one to Kurt when he came and it died this morning, and in practice, me being the petty lead singer that I am was trying to get them to change our uniform for the competition and Kurt came in to tell us the bird died and then he sang "Blackbird' with so much feeling about that bird that all I could think about was 'I wish that he would sing to me and about me with that much feeling. And how dumb could I be to just want to be friends with him. I want more." He looked full into Kristen's face brimming with giddiness. "Kristen, I think I'm falling in love with Kurt Hummel!" Kristen had a huge smile on her face. It was so cute to see him like this, talking to her about his crush almost like he was a kid in a candy store. He could make the most adorable faces sometimes. She could see that this went a little deeper than his crush on Jeremiah and well Rachel she wouldn't even acknowledge that one. It was so cute to see him realize that he could love his friend. In her opinion that was the best way to do it to start as friends and then go from there. She decided to play with him a little bit.

"So I don't exactly know what you want me to do for you. I'm happy for you. But it sounds like you have it all figured out." She smiled sweetly.

"What! Didn't you hear me? I just told you that I am falling for my best friend and I have no idea what to do?"

"Oh I didn't hear that part."

"Kristen! Don't be mean, how do I get past that part? Because basically I told him that I wanted to be "just friends" and that is a relationship killer, and I kinda told him that he looked like he was having gas pains when he was trying to look sexy." Blaine pushed his face into the quilt and put his hands over his head and groaned. It was worse than he had let himself think. And Kristen laughed at him. He snapped his head up to glare at her.

"Why are you laughing at me? It's not funny!"

"Oh my darling lovesick boy. I'm not laughing at you I'm laughing near you."

"Haha, still not funny."

"Ok, let's talk about this for a minute. When you told him that you wanted to be just friends what did he say?"

"That it would be like 'When Harry Met Sally' and he got to be Meg Ryan."

"Ok so obviously he has hoped that someday… he's just waiting for you to catch up."

"You think so? There was a comment about them getting together in the end, but I think that I made that one. But I've never done this and what if I screw it up? I can't do that. I don't know the first thing about romance or what he should have from me. How do I go from the just friends stage to let him know that I want more than that without humiliating myself? Or him?"

"Alright. So I want to know what is the one thing that you could do for him that would be kind of like a grand gesture? That he would see that you were stepping out of yourself to reach out and connect to him to be more that "just friends"?" He looked at his sister, she was brilliant!

"He needs to sing with me at Regionals! And only I can make that happen."

"I think that sounds like a great plan. Now make sure that it is the right song. Because the wrong one will portray something entirely what you're not going for." It was like a huge weight had lifted off his shoulders that was exactly what he should do. He and Kristen stayed up talking way too late. Especially since he had school the next day and she was on England time. But it was like they couldn't stop talking. She had called the school to say he would be staying at home that night so he wasn't missed at curfew. Their parents had come home and had made them come to dinner even though they wouldn't have missed it. (Until the next morning.)

Kristen caught up with their parents while Blaine showered and got ready for bed. He was happy. Everything was falling into place and it just made it better that Kristen was here.

Really late in the night he was still in Kristen's room lazily talking in the darkness to each other, not wanting to go to sleep but sleep overtaking them, Blaine recounting all the things he liked but had previously missed about Kurt. Kristen running her long fingernails through the curls of his hair as he had his head laid across her stomach both of them making a T, her under the covers him on top of the quilt. Listening to him explain Kurt's perfect complexion and his oh so soft hands and the way he could just look into his soul all the while being so aloof or was that superior to everyone and everything around him. Sleep eventually won out.

Kurt wasn't sleeping either, for entirely different purposes. He was still doing homework. Probably because his heart wasn't in it. He was thinking about Pavarotti and Blaine. He was kind of upset with himself for snapping at him the other day about him being Blaine and the Pips. Ok he wasn't that upset he had meant it. But Blaine's face had been so flabbergasted; his emotions were so easy to read on his face sometimes. And then sometimes not. Sometimes he didn't know what that boy had in his mind. He was put on this earth to torment him. That is what he did know. It was about one in the morning when Kurt finally gave up on his homework and went to bed. This was ridiculous Blaine was just his friend and he'd rather have that than nothing so… that was his last thought as he drifted off to sleep.