AN: Wow, like this has been up for ten mins and I already got a review & favourite! I have the second chapter already here, I wrote the first two together I just couldn't figure out how to update the chapters :P. I'm new to fanfic writing, incase that isn't obvious. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter and reviews/etc. are always nice :).

School wasn't getting any easier for Kurt. Karofsky continually bullied him, though it had been getting a bit worse lately, ever since Kurt had pushed him away in the locker room. It was like Karofsky was angry at him for that. Kurt didn't think of it that way though. Kurt was standing by his locker, constantly on the lookout for Karofsky or some other jock to come and slushie him or shove him into the locker.

"Hey Kurt." Mercedes said as she came up to him. "Still only a friend?" she joked as she saw the picture of Blaine inside his locker.

Kurt looked at Mercedes. She was the only one who ever seemed to care about him at this school. He decided maybe, just maybe, he could talk to her about this. She wouldn't understand like Blaine did, but he did feel bad about not telling his best friend about major things that were happening in his life.

"Yes, that he is." Kurt confirmed, trying not to show any emotion as he said it.

"At least he plays for your team though, there's hope there." she added, trying to sound comforting. Kurt had been so different and secretive lately. They usually talked and hung out outside of school, yet they hadn't been doing that much either. It was like they were becoming less and less close, and Mercedes didn't want that. "Hey, you free tomorrow night? You can come around my place after Glee, just watch a movie and chill out. Your choice. We haven't done it in a while." she invited him round.

Kurt looked at Mercedes. He really didn't want to loose her as a friend, she was one of the few close friends he had. He didn't know how much he could talk to her about Karofsky and Blaine, but they could talk about other things, right? "I'll have to check my schedule but I think I can make it. I'll get back to you tomorrow." he said, wondering if Blaine might text him or call him. They hadn't met up since they had confronted Karofsky the previous week. Maybe Blaine didn't want anything to do with him anymore. They couldn't do any more to Karofsky, so he had just not thought to come down. That was probably it.

The next day they had Glee practise after school. Kurt was feeling a bit better, he hadn't been slushied or thrown into the lockers that day. In fact, he hadn't even seen Karofsky at all, much to his delight. They talked about Sectionals and when Kurt asked Mr. Shue if he could have at least a bit of a solo, he said maybe, depending on the song choice. Maybe was the best he had ever gotten from Mr. Shue, so he was pretty happy with himself. Mr. Shue never seemed to give Kurt many solos, due to his unique voice which would overshadow everyone else if he sung too frequently. They needed the best singers though for Sectionals and Kurt was glad Mr. Shue was finally getting that. Afterwards he got a lift back with Mercedes, in a very good mood, despite not having heard from Blaine that day.

"So, what d'you want to watch?" Mercedes asked Kurt as she drove him to her house. Mercedes had one of those televisions that you could just rent movies to watch on. Kurt absolutely loved it.

"Well, I am still debating between perhaps Titanic, it is a classic which I haven't seen in a while and Singing in the Rain, another beautifully shot film yet I can't seem to pick." Kurt told her of his

dilemma.

"I vote Titanic." she told him as she pulled into her driveway, as she had seen the other recently.

"You alright Kurt?" she asked him, looking over at her best friend. Kurt was crying, though he thought he was disguising it well as because of the movie. Clearly Mercedes was able to see through his disguise. She had always been good at that, he thought. "Kurt, you can tell me anything, I promise." she added, not wanting him to feel like he had to hide anything from her.

Kurt wiped his eyes and looked at her. He decided he probably should tell her. Even though she couldn't relate, it was nice to have someone to talk to. He had Blaine, but he was over at Dalton and Blaine hadn't spoken to him all day long. Mercedes had. "Ok, I-I'll tell you everything. Just don't interrupt as I m-might not finish." he told her through his tears, though he attempted to stop crying.

Then Kurt told her everything. From his spying at Dalton, to Blaine, to Karofsky, to Blaine and then a bit more about Blaine. Once he had finished his story, he locked back up at her. He hadn't been able to look at her whilst speaking, her reaction would have probably distracted him. Seeing her face now, he knew he was right. She was completely shocked.

"Oh, Kurt. I am so sorry. I didn't know...Karofsky...wow. If there is anything I can do, just say." she said, hugging her friend. Kurt wasn't usually a very touchy kind of person, but when someone cried Mercedes' default reaction was to hug them. Kurt didn't pull away though.

"Look, it's ok. Just, I don't want to talk about it. Ever." Kurt told her, not crying anymore.

"What about Blaine?" she asked him, smiling that he liked someone who by the sounds of it might actually like him back.

"He hasn't contacted me all day." Kurt told her, unhappily.

"So? You contact him? By the sounds of it he always contacts you and you never contact him. He's probably sitting somewhere waiting for you to pick up that phone and call him." Mercedes pointed out, truthfully. Blaine was always the one texting Kurt courage and other messages, he always initiated everything.

"I...Oh.." Kurt didn't know what to say, realising that Mercedes was completely right. Blaine was always the first to do everything. He hadn't thought that Blaine might actually be waiting for him to do something. "Thanks, 'Cedes." he smiled at her. He was glad he told her, he knew he could trust her. Plus she was actually giving him good advice.

"Ok, right, for now we'll just eat dinner but tomorrow you are going to call Blaine and arrange to meet up with him." she planned for him.

"But what if-" Kurt began, though she interrupted him.

"No buts." she finalised, putting her arm around him. "Come on, you know you want to talk to him anyway." she gave him a knowing smile. Kurt lightly shoved her away, though didn't deny it.

"Dinner's ready." a voice called through to the living room, belonging to Mercedes' mum.

"Let's go. Then tomorrow, we'll put this plan into action." Mercedes said, getting up then pulling Kurt up to his feet. Kurt smiled. Even if nobody else liked him at McKinley, he always had Mercedes.