Klaine Chapter 3

The line up surprised even me. Obviously, Rachel and Finn got Brad and Janet, Satan and Quinn teamed up as Magenta and Tina and Brittany were Columbia. Mercedes surprised me the most. She wanted a lead roll so she auditioned for Frankenfurter and got the part. The one I was most happy with was Blaine. Sam chickened out of being Rocky and Blaine had stepped up. I got a peak at the costumes and saw the tiny gold shorts that he would wear. Something inside me became hungry and I had to leave for a moment as I was wearing tight pants. I hadn't auditioned as there was only one part left. Riff Raff. The creepy baulding guy. I had to wear a special hat that flattened my hair.

'You look awesome!' Blaine said at our first costume rehearsal. It was Thursday afternoon. The day before the movies.

'Thank you.' I looked at his tiny shorts and his bare chest. I found myself staring inappropriately at him. 'You too.' I blinked and looked at his face. He smiled and left to stand with Satan. I kept looking at his body. The way the shorts exposed places I could only dream about. Friday night couldn't come soon enough.

It took me an hour to get my hair perfect. I tried quaffing it but my fringe kept falling. I looked like a gay Elvis Presley. I gave up and dressed in a black shirt with "do I look like I care" written on it and some dark blue jeans. My favorite, ankle boots to finish off the costume. He waited in his car outside as I locked up and ran down the path.

'Hey.' He smiled from the driver's side.

'Hi.' I smiled back. It was awkward for the first few minutes. We had never been this alone before.

'How's your Dad doing?' He asked to break the silence.

'No change. Doctor Greene's getting worried now. It's been a month.'

'Mark knows what he's doing.' Blaine said.

'Why are you ashamed of your parents?' I asked before I could stop myself. He sighed and was quiet for a moment.

'When I was younger, I was bullied for having stuck-up rich parents. I created a family in my mind and told one of my friends who asked me about them. It got out and I lived with it like that. People accepted me for seeming normal.' He looked ashamed.

'Oh.' I couldn't think of a better thing to say. 'So you're rich?' I joked.

'Yeah, that's the coolest thing about me.'

'Well that's not true!' I exclaimed. 'There are lots of cool things about you.'

'You think so?' He turned to face me.

'I know so. You're talented and kind and... Attractive.' I blushed and looked down.

'Attractive? In what way?' He was teasing now.

'You know, the cool guy way. You sing and dance and have a hot girlfriend. The usual.' I shrugged and it was quiet for a while.

'What's your Dad like?' He asked.

'He copes. He's still getting used to me being- what I am.'

'Oh.' He thought about something. 'What about your Mom?'

'She's dead. She died when I was eight. It's been me and my Dad ever since.'

'I'm sorry.' He said quietly.

'Don't be. It was a long time ago.' The movies were full. We only just got a ticket. It was awkward again as the only seats left were at the back. We shared a big box of popcorn.

'What are they looking at?' Blaine said angrily at the people down the row who kept pointing and laughing at us.

'They don't know that we're friends, do they. People jump to conclusions. I could comment how that girl is wearing a jumper with knobbles on it that makes her look like a retarded Christmas tree.' We laughed, making the people shut up. 'See, read the shirt. If you show that you don't care they go away.' He smiled.

'You really are awesome Kurt.' The movie started. It was good, the acting was the best part.

'The costumes were good.' I said when we were in the car.

'Yeah. The actress was hot.' He had been quiet since we had left the movies.

'Are you okay?' I asked him. He nodded and sat in silence. It wasn't until we were outside my house that he spoke.

'I had- fun tonight.' He was frowning.

'Me too.' Silence. Then something happened that I had not expected. His face came closer to mine and our lips had met before I could register what was happening. It was hot and sweet and his lips were so soft and tasted like popcorn. Then he began to cry. Like sobbing. Against my mouth. He pulled away and put his head in his hands.

'Umm, Blaine?' I put my hand on his shoulder.

'I'm so confused, Kurt.' He sobbed. 'I like you, I just don't know why.' He was really frustrated with himself.

'May I be truthful with you?' I said in a calm voice. (On the inside, however, I was partying like Gaga.)

'Truth, is what I need right now Kurt.'

'You are confused about your sexuality. You need someone to bring you out to find who you are. I volunteer.' I raised my hand.

'What do you mean?' He frowned again.

'You and me- go out.' Did I have to spell it out?

'We just went out?'

'Wow, you really are confused.' I sighed. 'Be my boyfriend, Blaine.' I said. He thought for a second.

'Okay.' He nodded. I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

'Well that was easy.' I whispered. 'I'm… gonna go now. See you Monday?'

'Yeah, sure.' I got out. 'Kurt wait.' I poked my head back in. He leaned over and kissed me again. 'Goodnight.' He smiled.

'Goodnight.' I returned it and walked into my house, feeling like the sun was shining on me even though it was dark outside. As if the day couldn't get any better, the phone rang.

'Hello?' I called.

'Kurt?' Doctor Greene's voice said on the other end. 'We have great news.' His voice was light and happy. 'Your Dad's awake.'

I drove like a maniac to the hospital. I pressed the lift button several times before the lift came down. The woman in with me kept looking at me funny because I was bouncing impatiently. When the doors pinged open I tore down the corridor.

'Dad!' I yelled as I ran around the corner of the door.

'Hey Kurt.' His voice was weak and he was still pale but he was awake.

'How are you feeling?' I took his hand.

'A little hungry.' He chuckled. I sighed and closed my eyes. Several doctors were messing with tubes, giving me time to talk to my Dad and recap what's happened over the time he'd been under. 'What is it Kurt?' He asked half way through my speech.

'Nothing. Why?'

'Because you keep smiling randomly.' He looked concerned.

'I-' I debated whether or not to tell him.

'It's not a guy or anything is it? 'Cause I don't know if I'm ready for that yet.' Oops.

'I- Umm.' Words, where are all the words.

'Oh god, it is right?' He looked nervous.

'His name's Blaine. We went on a date tonight.' Bubbles of happiness ran through me.

'I'd like to meet him.' My Dad said after a pause.

'Umm, he's a little unsure about it yet so I think we should leave the family meeting for a while.'

'Okay. Just, let me know how you're doing and- you know- stuff.' Dad would be in the hospital for a while so I spent most of my time using the free Wi-Fi in the cafe down stairs to e-mail.

Glad to hear your Dad's okay

Blaine x

He's getting better now. He started eating and asked the nurse for a beer

Kurt x

He sounds better too ! How's the hospital?

Blaine x

Its... boring. Everyone here seems homophobic. I know I'm used to it and everything but I'd just like to get a soda without being stared at.

Kurt x

Stay positive. There's a really hot guy behind you !

Blaine x

I frowned and looked behind me. Blaine stood there with his phone in his hand. I got up off my chair and walked up to him. He opened his arms and sucked me in.

'What are you doing here?' I asked.

'I came to see you. I missed you.' He kissed my head. 'That'll show the homophobes.' He laughed. I sighed and put my chin on his shoulder.

'I'm glad you're here.'

'Me too. C'mon, let's go see your Dad.' He took my hand.

'Are you ready for that?' I asked as we walked to the lift.

'For what?' He pressed the button and looked at me with his dark brown eyes.

'Meeting my Dad, announcing- us.'

'Of course I'm ready.' He scoffed. The lift pinged and we went up.

'I should warn him.' I said to Blaine. 'He's already had one heart attack.' I walked into the room. Ignoring the obscure magazine my Dad was reading that he stuffed away when he saw me. 'Umm, Dad? I have someone I'd like you to meet.'

'Okay.' he nodded and I helped him sit up on the bed. I took a deep breath and brought Blaine in.

'Dad, this is Blaine.' I held my hands out in his direction as Blaine walked through the door.

'Hello Mr Hummel. I'm Blaine Anderson.' He shook my Dad's hand and smiled.

'Hey Blaine.' He nodded his head. It was awkwardly silent. 'So, are you in the Glee club too?' He asked him.

'Yeah. I used to go to Dalton Academy. The Glee club was famous there.'

'Is it not at McKinley?' Dad frowned.

'Ummm-' Blaine looked at me for help.

'I told you about the slushies Dad.' I rescued him.

'You get that too?' Dad said to Blaine.

'Everyone does.' He sighed. 'Even Puck.' He added as an afterthought. More silence.

'Umm, Now that you've met, Blaine and I are going to grab a pizza.' I took Blaine's hand and pulled him out.

'Now that was awkward.' He said as we ran down the corridor. We walked to the local pizza place down the road. We sat in the little cafe and shared a cheesy pizza. Talking about random things like our favorite TV program and who our idol is. Just getting to know each other. His phone buzzed when half the pizza had gone.

'Oh crap.' He said.

'What is it?'

'Santana wants me to see her tomorrow.' he rolled his eyes.

'You're still with her?' I asked curiously. He looked up at me guiltily.

'Was I supposed to break up with her?'

'Well yeah! You can't date me and her!'

'Why not?' He got angry.

'Because you just can't!' I met his rage.

'You're saying in my quest to find who I am I can't have a girlfriend because you say so?'

'Well, no. It just- makes no sense.'

'Kurt,' His voice was softer now. 'If I'm going to make this work I have to see it from both sides.' He had an intense look in his eyes. 'And I think, because I'm already dating her and to keep my popularity, that we should keep this private. Between us.'

'So your popularity is more important than me?' I let the poison into my voice.

'No. I just want to be the me I am now until I know for sure what this is between us.'

'Fine. But don't expect me to drop everything to be with you because I know you wouldn't do the same.' I stood up and left. I wanted to be with him. Not have to meet secretly and lie to people. I wasn't going to do that. At least, I didn't think I was.