Here's the second chapter, sorry for typos or bad grammar/words, it's late and I'm on a Tom Felton high. Anyway, I will virtually hug reviewers, they're always fun.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, if I did Kurt and Blaine would already be married.

Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand, on auto pilot now as the voices in his head screamed conflicting messages. Blaine tightened his grip on Kurt's hand as they jogged through the deserted hallway, feeling shivers up his spine as he focussed on the warm hand in his. For a moment, Blaine stopped being Blaine the calculative, thinking Warbler. He ignored every thought and simply let himself be swept away by his emotions. He felt genuinely happy and actually felt like himself for once. He ran his spare hand through his hair, loosening his curls, unbuttoned his top button and loosened his tie. He had known Kurt for two minutes and was probably freaking him out with all the running and hand holding but Blaine didn't care. For the first time since he arrived at Dalton he felt like Blaine Anderson- not Warbler Blaine, Student Blaine or Perfect, in the closet Son Blaine. Simply holding Kurt's hand had peeled back his layers and Blaine liked the way it made him feel. He decided that he would do whatever it took to keep Kurt around for a long time. Reaching the door at the end of the hall Blaine turned to Kurt, smiling and squeezing his hand before releasing it and opening the doors.

Blaine was jolted out of his dreamlike state by the pandemonium inside. Realising where he was, Blaine redid his top button, tightened his tie and smoothed down his hair. Transforming back into Dalton Blaine, he remembered Kurt behind him.
Shit, he thought, I just led the spy right into our performance. He registered the butterflies in his stomach and the reddening of his cheeks.
Oh god, Blaine internally groaned, I think I might lo-
Woah, the sense of reason interjected, slow down Anderson.
Like him. Wes and David are going to kill me…

He turned to Kurt who was surveying the scene with a nervous expression.
'I stick out like a sore thumb,' Kurt said, frowning as he readjusted his satchel.
Blaine felt an immediate need to take the boy in his arms and reassure him, he didn't like seeing the frown on Kurt's face.
'Next time don't forget your jacket, new kid,' Blaine said, reaching out to straighten Kurt's collar, feeling jolts of electricity running up his spine as he touched the taller boy. 'You'll fit right in,' he added with a wink.
Blaine patted him on the shoulder, feeling the glares of Wes and David as they had no doubt worked out who Kurt was.
I'd better start this before they confront Kurt and make a scene, Blaine thought, signalling that he was ready and handing his bag to a student.
'Now if you'll excuse me,' Blaine said as the Warblers started harmonising behind him, turning towards them and getting into performance mode.

Throughout the whole performance Blaine kept his focus on Kurt, his eyes only straying momentarily but somehow always finding their way back to Kurt's. At the end of the performance Blaine found himself being swamped by students patting him on the back and congratulating him. He excused himself and went to make his way over to Kurt when he was stopped by Wes and David.
'Nicely done Blaine,' Wes said, an amused smile playing on his lips, 'I don't think I've ever heard you sing like that before, he's never sung with that much emotion, right David?'
His best friend mirrored Wes' amused expression, 'oh no, you were quite unlike your normal robotic self, dear Blaine, someone special?'
Blaine glared and opened his mouth to give his best friends a piece of his mind but was interrupted by Wes.
'You know, if a spy had somehow happened to find his way into Dalton and somehow found our little performance, I think you would have well and truly scared them with today's performance.'
'Unless you were going for the opposite effect?' David said, looking at Blaine knowingly.
Blaine rolled his eyes and sighed.
'David,' Wes said, pretending to be shocked, 'you don't mean, surely you cannot,' Wes put his hand on his head, pretending to faint, his best friend catching him.
'Alas, Wes,' David said, shaking his head and feigning disapproval, 'it seems that our little Blaine has a thing for the endearing spy.'
Wes ruffled Blaine's hair and pinched his cheek, 'our little boy's growing up.'
David wiped a non existent tear from his cheek and enveloped the other two boys in a hug. Blaine, who had been standing there with an expression of horror and discomfort on his face for the whole conversation groaned and separated himself from his best friends.
May as well get this over with now, he thought.
'Listen, I like him, OK? And maybe, part of me was singing that song to Kurt, but I've only known him for about 5 minutes,' Blaine sighed, running a hand through his already messed up hair. 'I don't know what it is, I mean liking him already is stupid and irrational and goes against everything I've ever thought about lo- relationships, there's just something that I can't ignore…' Blaine trailed off.
'Oh Blainey bear,' Wes said.
'That was beautiful, I'm so proud,' David said, pulling the two boys into another hug.
Blaine struggled free. 'Anyway,' he said, irritation seeping into his voice as he glared at David, 'I want to talk to him some more but I don't want it to seem like I'm asking him on a date or anything so I'm enlisting your services. We're taking him out for coffee, let's go.' Blaine turned to find Kurt, ignoring the collective groan of his best friends.

He eventually located Kurt sitting in a corner talking to a tall boy with auburn hair and dark brown eyes. Blaine's heart caught in his throat as he realised who it was. Wes and David shared a look as they found where Blaine was looking. Kurt was sitting rather close to Aidan, the charming, attractive, Irish and, worst of all, gay, Warbler with a look of sheer awe, intrigue and obvious lust on his face. Blaine's heart dropped and his throat went dry as he turned to his friends who ushered him on.
'This is not going to end well,' Wes whispered to David, looking at his curly haired friend with concern.

These are always going to be short updates, keep you on your toes. Don't you hate OC's?
I've written the next short update so that'll be up soon.