Chapter 2

"Kurt Hummel, are you actually JEALOUS that me and Olivia sang a duet this week before you and I did?" Blaine asked in shock with his eyebrows raised.

"Beyond jealous," Kurt said taking a sip of his coffee, "you two sing too well together."

"Kurt, You should know better than anyone that the only feelings I'd EVER have for Olivia is as a friend."

"Yeah I know that but OLIVIA sure has more than that feeling for you,"

"No she doesn't, Kurt" Blaine chuckled a little.

"Well it sure seems like she does…" Kurt muttered.

"Okay, Kurt, how bout this? How about we sing a duet of your choice, right now?"

"Any duet?" Kurt raised his eyebrows.

"Any duet." Blaine nodded.

"Alright…" Kurt smiled and started to sing.

"Live in my house,

I'll be your shelter,

Just pay me back with one thousand kisses.

Be my lover, and I'll cover you."

Kurt held out his hands to Blaine at their table in the coffee shop and Blaine stood up still holding Kurt's hands. He smiled and started to sing too.

"Open your door; I'll be your tenant,

Don't got much baggage to lay at your feet,

But sweet kisses I've got to spare,

I'll be there and I'll cover you."

Blaine led Kurt around the Coffee shop and led him outside onto the sidewalk.

"I think they meant it

When they said you can't buy love,

Now I know you can rent it,

In new lease you are my love, on life, be my life."

Blaine pulled Kurt in and started dancing with him and they both started giggling and pressed their foreheads together.

"I've longed to discover,

Something as true as this is."

"So with a thousand sweet kisses."

"If your cold and your lonely."

"I'll cover you, with a thousand sweet kisses."

"You've got one nickel only."

"I'll cover you."

"With a thousand sweet kisses."

"When you're worn out and tired."

"I'll cover you with a thousand sweet kisses."

"When you're heart has expired!"

"I'll cover you."

"Oh lover, I'll cover you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh lover, I'll cover you."

Blaine kissed Kurt's lips softly and pulled him into a warm embrace.

"Nothing's going to come between us Kurt. I can promise you that." Blaine whispered.

"I know that Blaine…But Olivia-" Kurt started to say.

"Olivia's only a friend from middle school, Kurt. She's known I was gay since we met. I swear there's nothing more than that between me and her. I only belong to you Kurt." Blaine cut Kurt off.

"I love you, Blaine." Kurt whispered into Blaine's shoulder.

"I love you too," Blaine whispered back and kissed Kurt's cheek, then he pulled from their embrace and spoke louder, "Come on, we left our drinks on the table inside." Blaine started to lead Kurt back into the coffee shop.

"And…CUT! Great job guys! The Klaine fans will love it. Take 10. Then Darren, Zach will need you and Samantha so he can teach you two to tango." Ryan said.

Darren nodded at Ryan walked over to Chris smiling a goofy smile.

"Nice job there, Chris!"

"Same to you Dare," Chris smiled back, "You know, it's a lot more interesting singing with Blaine without the blazer."

"Oh come on, we've been through this. Kurt LOVES the blazer." Darren smirked.

"No, he doesn't," Chris laughed, "That's part of the reason he's glad Blaine transferred to McKinley. No more blazer!"

"You gotta admit that you miss it, though,"

"Compared to this," Chris laughed while giving Darren's dark green, knitted sweater a tug, "absolutely not."

"I don't know…the blazer made me look fancy…" Darren shrugged.

"If by fancy you mean that the colors made you look like a messed up American flag then yes, you looked fancy in the blazer," Chris smirked.

"Alright, alright, blazer's tacky in both yours and Kurt's opinion, Blaine and I get it!" Darren gave the laughing younger boy a playful shove and started laughing along with him.

"Shouldn't you be going to learn how to tango, Mr. Criss?" Chris asked when he and Darren were able to stop laughing.

"What, are you tired of me already? It's only been 2 minutes!" Darren said dramatically.

"No, but you need to learn the tango and I still need to find out what gets Blaine so upset with Kurt, especially after that number we just filmed." Chris smoothly said.

"Well, fine! Be that way! I didn't wanna spend 8 extra minutes with you anyways!" Darren scoffed overdramatically and turned away while crossing his arms, which by now Chris knew he was joking when he did that. He gave a big sigh and wrapped his arms over the older boy's shoulders and grinned when Darren laid his hands on top of his.

"Hey, at least you get to go stumbling around with Samantha and are able to goof off, I'll probably have to go film the Trevor/Kurt scenes with Riley, not that Riley isn't a fun guy, but I won't be able to goof off with him while he and I are shooting,"

"Hey guys!" a voice from behind Darren and Chris shouted happily. They both turned around –still in mid hug- to see the red-haired slightly taller-than-Chris boy who was Riley coming towards them ("Speak of the devil…" Darren and Chris both giggled.), "is that a one on one hug or can I join in?"

"Sure! The more the merrier!" Darren laughed and held out a hand to Riley. Riley giggled and joined the hug.

"So Chris, you ready to go shoot our scenes?" Riley asked as he pulled away from the hug.

"Yeah…let's go," Chris said while reluctantly letting go of Darren, "Good luck with the tango Dare!"

"See ya, have fun not goofing off!" Darren laughed when Chris replied with his tongue sticking out at him and started walking to the dance room. Chris just sighed as he watched Darren walked away. 'Why does he have to be straight?' he thought to himself. It wasn't until he felt a hand pulling at his arm until he realized that he was staring.

"Come on lovebird! He's not gone forever; you share a trailer with him!" Riley said while dragging Chris by the arm behind him.

"I know, it's just…Darren's just...He's just so…He just makes me feel so…But he's…and I'm…ugh!" Chris groaned.

"Why haven't you told him yet?" Riley asked, trying not to giggle at Chris's inability to finish his sentences.

"Well I don't wanna make a fool outta myself considering that I'm gay and he's straight…" Chris mumbled.

"Are you so sure about that?"

"What do you mean?"

"Dude, do you see the way he looks at you? And the way his eyes light up when you two are together? He's totally into you man!"

"No he's not, that's just him being Darren."

"Really? Because to me it looks like he likes you. And if he does you need to make a move , man."

"I don't know…"

"Look, you don't have to if you don't want to, but if you want it to be you to be kissing Darren instead of Kurt kissing Blaine, you gotta take chances."

"Why do you want me and Darren to get together so badly?" Chris asked suddenly suspicious.

"You two are pretty much perfect for each other. And plus you and Darren have been the best of friends to me ever since I joined the 'Glee' cast, so I thought I'd do something that'll probably make both of you happy." Riley wrapped his arm around Chris and patted him on the back.

"Thanks…" Chris mumbled. As they walked he couldn't get Darren's golden hazel eyes out of his head.

"Okay once more from the top," Zack ordered as he walked to the CD player and hit the rewind button once, "okay, and…5, 6, 7, 8!"

As the music played Samantha and Darren walked around the small, empty room singing their parts of the song, trying not to laugh at each other's goofy faces they were making at each other. Then they somehow managed to get serious when the tango solo started to ring out. They were doing surprisingly well for only learning the tango 10 minutes ago, even though they had been dancing for an hour or so. The song eventually ended and Darren and Samantha gave each other their best "Oh Shit. What have we gotten ourselves into?" looks while standing in their end spots for the number.

"Okay great job guys! That's enough for today. Go to your trailers, rest until one of us calls ya out, and we'll see if we can film the tango between you tomorrow." Zack said. Darren and Samantha walked out of the door both smiling ear to ear.

"Well that wasn't as difficult as I expected it to be," Samantha giggled.

"Yeah it only took us an hour to learn how to not trip all over each other," Darren chuckled in return.

"It's not my fault you kept stepping on my feet!"

"Well you're the one who has Bigfoot feet!" Darren received a playful slap from Samantha.

"You're lucky I like you Criss!"

"Well what's NOT to like about me?" Darren raised a triangular eyebrow at her.

"I'll think of something someday, speaking of liking people, when the hell are you going to make a move on Chris?"

"Why would I make a move on Chris?" Darren's eyebrows scrunched together.

"Well it's kinda obvious that you have a thing for him, pretty much everyone can see that. I mean, your eyes just light up more when you're around him than when you're with anybody else, you're not afraid to cuddle with him, and I've seen you checking out his ass on more than one occasion,"

"No I...I mean…But I…Well…Sure he…And I…But…GODDAMNIT why can't I speak normally?"

"I don't know," Samantha shrugged, "But you know deep down that I'm right, so you better figure it out and make a move before someone else does!"

"What do you mean someone else?" Darren asked suddenly angry.

"Easy there Darren, you eyes just turned green. All I'm saying is that Chris is an attractive guy and I know that –even if you don't want to admit it- it's not just you that has feelings for him. And if it turns out you want to be with him then you need to make a move like, now!"

"Alright, alright, you've made your point. But you're forgetting one big factor that goes along in all of this: I like girls."

"So? I like guys but that doesn't mean that it's impossible for my crushes on Naya and Dianna to exist. Having feelings revolves around the kind of person they are, not their gender. Just think about it okay?" Samantha said as she stepped into her trailer.

"Okay…" Darren mumbled. He walked back to the trailer he and
Chris shared in silence. A million thoughts ran through his head 'I'm not into Chris, am I? No, I can't be, I like girls. But what about what Samantha said? Sure, Chris is funny, smart, talented…understanding…sensitive…and his smile is just so adorable…and his eyes…I've stared at them many times and I still can't tell if they're grey, blue or green…but damn they're beautiful…and his hair…it looks amazing no matter what…and his voice is just…and his lips…oh shit…I like him…'

Darren walked into the trailer to find Chris sitting on their couch re-reading Order of the Phoenix for like the billionth time. His legs were crossed just like Kurt would cross his legs (Chris had said that it was just natural for him to sit that way now), his eyes wide with anticipation then they lowered with sadness. Darren shut the door behind him and Chris looked up in surprise.

"Hey! How'd the tango lessons go?" Chris asked.

"Pretty good actually, it only took me and Samantha an hour to stop tripping over each other and actually dance. You'll possibly get to see the dance tomorrow, or at least part of it, I know some of it is supposed to be in the auditorium. So what just happened in the book?"

"Sirius just got killed," Chris sighed, "Honestly, how is it that J.K. Rowling manages to kill every single one of the supporting characters that I love that isn't Ron or Hermione or Neville or Luna?"

"Sorry, even I, Harry Freaking Potter, can't answer that," Darren shrugged and sat next to Chris, "So how'd the Trevor/Kurt scenes go?"

"Just fine, I got to be all 'bitch-back-off-I'm-taken!' to him and during one of the takes Riley tripped and did the rest of the scene on his knees like he was begging me to give him a chance. I still don't know how I managed to keep a straight face. But I think they might use that take because Ryan appeared to like it."

"Cool, so umm…I was wondering…wanna have a movie marathon tonight?" Darren asked looking at Chris with pleading eyes. Chris only smiled a little and looked away.

"What kind of movie marathon?" he asked in a curious tone.

"I don't know, it can be Star Wars, Disney, Harry Potter, anything really. It's just been a while since we had one, so do you want to?" Darren asked hopefully.

"I don't know…it's a pretty busy life for me…" Chris slyly smiled.

"I'll beg." Darren said shortly.

"What?" Chris laughed.

"I'll beg. I will get down on my knees and beg. I'll do puppy dog eyes if I have to."

"No you won't" Chris went back to reading as Darren got down on his knees.

"Pleeeeeeeease Chris! Have a movie marathon with me tonight. I'm begging you! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease!"

Chris looked up from the book to see Darren looking at him with huge, hazel, puppy dog eyes. Damn those eyes of his.

"Fine! I'll have a movie marathon with you tonight! Just stop with the puppy eyes!" Chris sighed dramatically.

"YAY!" Darren happily shouted and hugged Chris, "Alright, we'll drive to my place tonight after work. I'll make dinner and popcorn and we'll have a marathon!"

"You're going to MAKE dinner? But you managed to set cereal on fire!"

"No…Homer Simpson did that. I, however, have never done that."

"Well, you're still bad at cooking."

"You'd be surprised; I can make a mean PB, B&N."

"What the fuck's a PB, B&N?"

"That my dear friend is a sandwich with peanut butter, bananas, and nutella,"

"Dear God that sounds like death in bread…"

"But it's a delicious death that hasn't killed me yet. And I'm going to force you to try it tonight."

"Fine, but I get to choose the marathon theme."

"Deal!" Darren shouted and shook Chris's hand in a fake business-y manner. Chris couldn't help but lose his breath when his hands were in Darren's, and as Darren just realized, neither could he.