Wow. I'm so sorry it took so long to update. Ive had a lot to do with school, but today in my study hall I wrote this and said it was my "homework" much love and REVIEW! They make me feel happy -Katya

Kurt woke up to a new feeling. The sun was shining in through his window onto his bed like usual, but he was far warmer and comfier than usual and there was a feeling of somone breathing on his chest. Blaine. Right, he had spent the night after getting drunk at Rachels party.

Kurt carefully got up and went to his bathroom. It still smelld faintly of vomit. Kurt took his colon and sprayed it around the room.

"That's better". While kurt was moisturizing he was thinking, far more than usual. God how am I supposed to react when my best friend, who I am hoplessly in love with, tells me he loves me? What should I do?GOD he smelled so good. Theres just something about him. Just when I think hes about to zig, he zags. Kurt peaked out his bathroom and looked at Blaine, who was now tangles in the blakets and gripping onto a pillow like it was his life line. Hes so adorable. Look at that messy hair and his fcae. Oh god his face. Its so perfect the way his laugh lines are in the perfect place. Snap out of it kurt! Finish fixing yourself up.

"KURT! I thougt you were going to help me cook today" Burt yelled up the stairs. There was no repy so Burt shuffled up the stairs "Kurt I don't know wha-ohmygod." Burts jaw acted as if it never knew how to close.

Kurt didn't have dark curls, and his skin was not that olive color. Kurt was sitting off to the side doing his moisturizing routeen.

"Sorry dad what were you saying?"

"Kurt why is there a man in your bed?" as he spoke blaine woke up with a slight gasp. He rubbed his face in the most adorable way. Kurt stop think about him like that, you guys are just friends. He didn't know what he was saying last night. Blaine looked around for a second and fell back down with a groan of pain.

"Im sorry dad. He got way to drunk last night and I needed to know he was okay."

"Kurt, I understand you wanted to make sure he was okay but you know the rule. You can't just bring guys over and sleep in your bed with you. Especially not gay guys. Your too young for that"

"I didn't even sleep in the bed last night" Kurt lied to his father because he knew his father was about to crap himself. "I knew what you would think so I gave Blaine the bed and I slept on the floor."

"Okay. Are we still on for cooking today?" Kurt could tell burt stress level had just gone down a bit and he relaxed.

"Yeah, let me just finish up and help him" Kurt said and looked back over at Blaine, who looked like he was about to die.

Burt left and kurt got up and walked over to Blaine. "How ya doin?" kurt said in the most sympathetic way possible. Kurt had never been drunk so he didn't know how Blaine really fealt.

"Like someone took a hammer to my haed. I think I might be sick" Kurt helped blaine off the bed and into the bathroom where once again, he vomited.

"Maybe you should take a shower. I have something you can wear to lounge in afterwards"

"Could I…. could I take a bubble bath? They usually make me feel better and I don't know if I can stand that long"

"Yeah sure. I'll get it started for you." Kurt went over to his tub and turned the water on. He looked back at Blaine who was resting his head on the toilet. "Do you want some advil?"

"Please. Can I have some water too?"

"Yeah sure." Kurt couldn't help but feel like he would make a great parent right then. He was being far more caring to Blaine than he had and would ever be to all his other friends. "Here you go. Don't drink it too fast or you'll make yourself sick again"

"Thanks Kurt. Can I ask you something?" blaine waited for kurt to nod then he asked "did we like… did anythign happen last night? The last thing I really reember clearly was Artie throwing singles at brittany."

Kurt thought for a moment befor responding "no, nothing happened" Blaine lookd in a way relieved yet dissapointed. There wasn't any harm in telling him that nathing had happened. He was drunk, he didn't know what he had ment when he said "I love you". A frown crept upon kurt face but he quickly changed the subject.

"oh- Your bath is ready. Ill leave you to your buisness…... Actually, ill wait outside the door and give me your cloths. Ill wash them for you while you get ready and Ill give you something to wear."

A few minutes later Blaine cracked the door open and said "Kurt. Here are my cloths." Blaine walked out of the room, wearing only a towel around his waist, and put the cloths on kurts desk chair.

Blaine turned to kurt and put a hand on his shoulder. "thanks for helping me Kurt"

"it- its no problem" Kurt couldn't help but blush and his eyes got wide. It was as if Blaine was trying ot get Kurt... excited.

As Blaine walked away kurt couldn't help but want to touch Blaine's top half. Not really in a sexual way but DAMN that man had a body. His mustles were subtle, but there. His defined abs, and that god damn G.I. joe line. Kurt couldn't help but just want ot get all up on that. They were perfect. Stop Kurt! He doesn't remember anything. Just forget about him in that way. You guys were ment to be friends. Not more. Not less.

And that's just how Kurt thought things were going to be.