A/N: Hello my lovelies! Here is chapter two! Thank you for the review and all the story alerts! I hope you enjoy this chapter! If you did, let me know with a review! Also, I hope to have chapter three up by tomorrow, let's see how that works out. Enjoy!


Chapter Two 'The Girlfriend'

Somehow even after that revelation I still found myself agreeing to go trick-or-treating, and dressed as Edward Cullen of all things. Apparently he would be going at Jacob Black and She, of course, would be Bella Swan.

We decided that we would meet outside my dorm building. So that's where I first met Rachel Berry. I had to admit she made a great Bella. Brown slightly wavy hair that complimented her eyes, which seemed to match Blaine's.

That was my first reason I instantly liked her. The second was she was Broadway bound. And she was nice. If only she hadn't been so nice! Then I could have found a reason to hate her, but I couldn't.

"Nice to meet you, Kurt! I've been waiting all month! It's always great to meet another musical theater major."

I nodded politely and then was taken aback when she gave me a hug. "Um.. nice to meet you too?"

Blaine laughed and clasped both of us on the shoulder. "Come on, let's go before all the little kids get to the best houses!"

I followed him with great enthusiasm-his excitement was catching.


As we trick-or-treated I learned more about Rachel and came to realize something:

-She was witty.

-She was truthful even if you didn't want to hear it.
"You're really pale, Kurt. I bet you didn't have to use any makeup for this costume at all!"

-And was that a faint hint of peppermint I smelled?

She was almost... well she was almost a female version of Blaine! Not that I said that out loud.

"What did you say?"

Okay, so at least I said it later, at this party Blaine took us too.

"Sorry, I couldn't hear you, something about Blaine?" She shouted.

"Oh.. um.." I scrambled for coherent words, trying to mask my embarrassment for saying what I thought out loud.

Rachel pointed to her ears and shook her head. She grabbed my hand and dragged me out onto the less crowded balcony.

"Okay, sorry, what did you say?"

"I was.. uh.. just wanted to know if you knew where Blaine went."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "Who knows. Looking for a hook up, maybe."

I frowned, unsettled by what she just said. "Wait, what? I thought... He said you were his girlfriend."

"Oh, I am. His backup girlfriend."

"His what?" I had no idea what she was talking about.

"Backup Girlfriend."

That cleared nothing up, and I'm pretty sure I just stared at her a while, blankly.

Finally she saw my confusion. "I'm Blaine's go to girl. If there's a party he doesn't want to arrive single at-I'm his girlfriend. If there's a girl that just won't take a hint-I'm there. If there's someone he's trying to make jealous, well, you see the pattern. I thought Blaine told you."

"He didn't." Were the only words I said, though my thoughts were racing on head, already trying to figure out which scenario he used Rachel for me.

The most likely was that he had already planned on going to the party and used his 'couple' card so he wouldn't have to come by himself. You know... before he invited me.

Yet, somehow my mind couldn't help but explore the other two options. Maybe I'm the one who just couldn't take a hint. Or... could I be the one he was trying to make jealous. Because if that was the case it definitely worked.

"Which am I?" I winced when I heard those words escape my lips. I peered up at Rachel to see that her expression had changed to almost a look of pity.

"Oh, Kurt." She said slowly. "Blaine doesn't know, does he." It was more of a statement than a question, but I answered anyway.

"Blaine doesn't know what, Rachel?"

"Well that's a rather open ended question because Blaine is kind of oblivious to most things. But... He doesn't know that you're in love with him. And if he does he's a jerk, and I apologize on his behalf."

My eyes grew wide, my face flushed, and my voice seemed to raise an octave-something it does when I'm extremely flustered. So I guess the voice change was expected.

"What? I'm not in love with Blaine! Psh... ha, ha... where did you get that idea?" I looked around nervously, hoping no one was listening to our conversation. They weren't; they were all too drunk. I wish I could join them-I was too sober for this conversation.

"Really?" Rachel watched me skeptically. "But you are gay, right? I mean my gaydar has failed me before, but in this case..."

"What case?"

"Kurt, I just met you and I usually try not to make assumptions... okay that's a lie, but really. Let's be honest. No guy would willingly dress as Edward Cullen for another guy unless he was a little in love with him. Come on. Blaine's a charmer. Even I'm a little in love."

"Even though he's just using you?" That was low, and I knew it. I only said it because everything Rachel said had been right.

Rachel pinched her lips together and look up at the night sky.

I fiddled briefly with my collar before speaking. "That was uncalled for, I'm-"

"Right. You're right." She sighed and shrugged and motioned for me to follow her to another room because the balcony was getting louder by the minute. There was still no sign of Blaine.

When we found a quiet place Rachel spoke.

"Listen. Blaine's my best friend. We tried the real dating thing back in high school, but Blaine... well he's not really good with the whole long term thing."

The more she spoke about Blaine the more I realized I had no clue who he was (well besides witty, attractive, and very Broadway knowledgeable) and my heart began to sink. I had to ask Rachel just one question if I was going to ask any-and so I did.

"So Blaine's not..."

"Into guys? I don't know. I can't be sure. You see..."

So then she told me about how when the two of them were sophomores, shortly after Rachel and Blaine had broken up he started dating this guy.

"Sebastian. Blaine adored him- Sebastian was a Senior and apparently everything he touched turned to gold. Seriously, Blaine was as lost as any love sick puppy could be." She gave me a sideways glance and I pretended to ignore the meaning of it.

Then the story took a sad turn and crashed-leaving Blaine with a mangled heart, as Rachel eloquently put it.

"They were together for almost half the school year. Until Blaine found out it was all just a huge joke. Sebastian was planning on auditioning for a role in some t.v. Show, and apparently the character was gay.

So he used Blaine-method acting as he went. Sebastian's friends knew what was going on and they found it hilarious. In the end he got the role and made a big display of letting Blaine know everything was a lie. Then he moved to California."

"He fake dated Blaine?!"

"For almost five months."

"And Blaine never suspected a thing?"

"He was young and head over heels."

"So what did he do?" My heart went out to younger Blaine; I could almost feel tears starting to form. I quickly blinked them away.

"Blaine was a wreck for the rest of the semester. But the next school year he was back and seriously a new person. He had spent the entire summer reinventing himself. He became a skirt chasing heart breaker."

It was silent between us as I digested the story.

"That is one of the saddest things I've ever heard." I finally said.

Rachel pressed her lips together briefly. "Hey, don't tell him I told you that okay? He would hate it."

I quickly threw up my right hand. "I swear."

Again a silence passed through us. So to break the awkward silence I asked an awkward question.

"So, your real boyfriends-how have they felt about Blaine?"

Rachel laughed. "They felt nothing because they don't exist. After Blaine, I only dated one other guy. Noah, and he was just a summer fling I met on the beaches of Florida. I never have time for dating real guys- to busy trying to follow my dream. It's even more demanding than Blaine."

I would have laughed but for some reason I didn't buy her reasoning. However, before anything more could be said, Rachel's phone rang.

It was Blaine. He was ready to leave apparently. Together Rachel and I made our way to the door and were met with a rather drunk Blaine.

He was so bad off he could barely walk (I was surprised he had been coherent enough to call) so Rachel and I each swung an arm around our shoulders and walked him outside.

"Thanks guys!" He slurred. " You guys are awesome. Really. You are. This party was the worst! Wasn't it the worst?! You guys are the best! I love you guys!"

Rachel looked around his drooping head at me, I could see her out of the corner of my eye, but I kept my face down, watching Blaine's stumbling feet.

"Hey Kurt, I'll take it from here. Hey, take out your phone."

I did as she asked and then continued to do so as she recited her number to me.

We were parting ways when she said my name again. I stopped mid-stride and looked over my shoulder.

"I like you. You're nice guy and easy to talk to. So please, be careful with him. Neither or you need to get hurt."

She gave me a weak smile after I said my parting words:

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."