A/N: WOAH! I did NOT expect that response! Thanks guys! Well, here's chapter two!

"Ow."

"Sorry," Sam mumbled, gently dabbing at the injuries on Kurt's face. Kurt tried not to complain as Sam was trying to help him, but it just hurt too much. He wrung his hands together and leaned back against his bedroom wall. Burt was working in the car shop and Carole had taken Finn to the doctor's. Sam had told Kurt to lie down on the bed as he tended to his wounds. "That was your boyfriend?"

"Yup. Pleasure, isn't he?" Kurt groaned. Sam frowned and put the wet cloth down.

"Kurt, you shouldn't be with him anymore if he's doing this to you." Sam told him with a concerned tone. Kurt sat up, but winced.

"Don't worry about it. I'll take care of him."

"But-"

"I said don't worry about it!" Kurt snapped. He sighed. "I'm sorry. You're only trying to help. But I promise I'll take care of it." Sam smiled, and Kurt immediately felt guilty. Sam didn't know that what Kurt said was an empty promise.

"Okay. I trust you. Just…tell me if he does anything to you." Kurt nodded. "Well, since you obviously don't want to talk about THAT situation anymore, can I ask you a question? About something else?" Sam asked, clearly nervous about something. Kurt nodded. "And PLEASE promise you won't say anything. I mean, if this got out I'd be shunned by the football team, and slushied, and beat up and I don't know what I'd do because I went through that in my old school and that's why I moved here and NOW I'm rambling and I can't stop and-"

"Sam!" Kurt shouted, placing a hand on Sam's. Sam's heart jumped. "It's okay. Just ask." Sam nodded. He took a few deep breaths before saying something.

"How, uh, did you know that you were…um, you know. Gay." Sam asked quietly. Kurt raised his eyebrows at the question. He gave Sam a reassuring smile.

"Sam…do you think you're gay?" Kurt asked. Sam's eyes darted to the floor, and his ears turned a bright red. He nodded. Before Kurt answered, he took the towel and pressed it to his eye. "Well, I've known for as long as I can remember. I always knew I was different. When my mom would take me shopping, I wouldn't want the Thomas the Tank Engine socks. I'd want the Barbie ones. I think I first knew that I liked guys was when I saw my babysitter making out with her boyfriend. Normally boys would be jealous of the guy, but I was jealous of her." He blushed a little and shrugged. Sam giggled at the thought of a little Kurt, eyeing the babysitter with envy.

"Lucky. At least you know. I mean, I don't know what the fuck is going on. I've gone out with girls. I've been attracted to guys. I told one person in my old school that I THOUGHT I was gay and then I was attacked. So my family moved here." Sam said explained. Kurt smiled sadly at him.

"I know. It's confusing. But just remember to stay strong. I mean, if I can do it I'm pretty sure you can too." Kurt said, sitting up and placing a hand on Sam's shoulder. Woah, Kurt thought, nice firm muscles he has. Kurt's hand lingered for a moment, and then fell to his side. "Have you ever been with a guy?" Kurt asked. Sam's head jerked towards Kurt. Their eyes locked. Sam felt himself getting lost in Kurt's blue-grey eyes.

"No." Sam answered, inching closer to Kurt's face. Kurt couldn't believe what was happening. Sam was GAY! This means I have a shot with him, he thought. No, Kurt. You can't think that. Blaine will seriously freak if he finds out.

"I guess you won't really know until you try," Kurt squeaked, inching closer to Sam. Sam smiled goofily, before leaning down so that their foreheads were touching.

"I think I'll know pretty soon…" Sam whispered before pressing his lips to Kurt's.

What Blaine doesn't know won't hurt him.