Trying Not To Love You

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters they belong to Ryan Murphy and Fox.

Chapter Three

Forty minutes later, they were both sitting on the sofa digging into Blaine's special carbonara. Meredith moaned in delight as she ate her second spoonful.

"You really need to give me the recipe to this or at least give it to my mother so that she can make it for when I get home," she said after swallowing her third mouthful.

Blaine rolled his eyes at her not so subtle hints.

"I have told you before and I will tell you again, my recipes will forever remain secret. Or at least to you for obvious reasons," he teased her. She glared at him as he referred to the French toast disaster once more.

"It was one time and I had been up all night studying for exams. It would never have happened if you were here but someone had dawn dance rehearsals," she whined, which caused Blaine to laugh.

Suddenly he smirked at her and she knew one thing; that look meant trouble.

"You will be pleased to hear that I did give your mother the recipe, but she is under strict instructions to show you nothing so you will be able to have it when you go home next week," he told her. Instantly, without warning, she began to playfully attack him.

"Traitor!" she said, annoyed. Blaine offered no resistance to her attack as he was too busy laughing at her feeble attempts at hitting him.

Immediately, she picked up the cushion at the side of her and began to hit up with that instead.

"I knew I should never have allowed you and my mother to be Facebook friends," she grumbled as she began to attack him once more with renewed strength. Blaine gently shoved her and they both tumbled ending up in a heap on the floor.

They were both panting heavily caused by all the laughing and play fighting. Blaine had ended up on top of her and within kissing distance.

"You know if anyone came in they might assume we were up to something," she whispered then she began to giggle. He smirked down at her with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"So what if they did… It would be fun especially if it was Michael," he whispered back. She snorted in laughter as that peculiar image came into her head.

"I would love to see the look on his face as I have no doubt it would be picture-worthy," she replied and smiled at him slightly.

Blaine nodded and raised his hand slowly to sweep the hair from her face. He smiled at her once more.

"He would probably try and rearrange your pretty face," she said teasing him. He chuckled in reply.

"I would love to see him try. He ain't got nothing on me babe," he proclaimed, confident in his fighting skills.

Meredith rolled her eyes at the overconfident tone in his voice.

"Sure thing, Superman," she said as she gently clapped him on the shoulder. He stared deeply into her eyes.

"I was actually a superhero named Nightbird one week in Glee, but I don't see what is wrong with giving my plan a shot," he remarked.

She stared at him in disbelief unable to take in what she was hearing, this was crazy.

"Point one, Blaine you're gay. And point two, it would be awkward and confusing for the both of us," she explained. She could not believe she was having this conversation with Blaine of all people.

Blaine smirked at her once more and the mischievous glint returned once more to this eyes.

"Michael doesn't know that those and it might just make the stupid ape realise what he has lost," he said.

"I am not suggesting anything hot and heavy…" he cringed as those words came out of his mouth and Meredith giggled at the expression on his face.

"I am merely suggesting a few moves, embraces and some chaste kisses. I think that will be enough to make him realise exactly how much of a idiot he has been and I would consider it an acting role," he continued, trying his best to convince her.

She sighed as she leaned back and began to consider his kind offer. It was mighty tempting; after all, Michael had hurt her badly and she did want to get back at him so badly. But she knew that using Blaine in this way was not the way to do it. He watched her and knew that she was thinking it over and he realised in that moment, he wanted her to say yes so he could teach that love-rat a lesson as no-one messed with his girl and got away with it.

Blaine had never liked Michael as he felt Meredith deserved so much better but he remained silent because she was happy and that was all Blaine had ever wanted; for her to be happy. She caught Blaine's eye and smiled at him. Suddenly she caught him off-guard when she pulled him into a hug. When she looked back over her fights with Michael, she realised that most of them had been about Blaine.

Michael had hated seeing them so close and had even gone so far once to suggest that Blaine was only pretending to be her friend so he could sleep with her. Meredith had slapped him and immediately threw him out. Afterwards, she collapsed in a heap and cried her eyes out and that was exactly how Blaine found her hours later.

He had pulled her into a hug and gently wiped away her tears, telling her that she was too good for Michael and he did not deserve her. She pulled herself out of the memory, she really had no idea what she would do without Blaine. He was the most amazing best friend and support system that she could ask for.

"Now get off me you big lump," she said softly pulling out of their hug. He smiled as he slowly got to his feet and began to dust himself down.

Blaine immediately held out for her and Meredith took the outstretched hand gratefully.

"The plan won't work B. Plus I am no Rachel Berry," she teased him, referring to his last indiscretion in High School before he knew for sure that he was definitely gay. Blaine smiled at her and let the remark slide.

"Just think about it Mer, you know I would love to pull one over on him," he replied. She nodded her head.

"Sure thing Blainers," she said without thinking.

It happened so suddenly, he froze and his face drained of colour. He shuddered as all the old memories came rushing back. Blaine took a few deep breaths in and out in a bid to calm his raising panic as the images began to flash through his head one by one.

"Shit B….., I am sorry it slipped, I just wasn't thinking," she began to stammer her apologies as she realised exactly what she had done. Instantly she began to reach for him, but he flinched back from her at the sudden movement.

He smiled at her but she could see that it was forced; she knew him too well by now.

"It's okay Mer - honest. I am just going to clear the dishes then head to bed as we are being called in at dawn again tomorrow," he mumbled quickly. He roughly rubbed his face as he moved to pick up the remains of their long forgotten dinner.

"Let me help you with those B," she pleaded trying to make up for her slip of the tongue.

"No," he said a little harsher than he intended. He gulped, taking in a deep breath, then gently let it out.

"It's okay Mer, just go back to watching the rest of the movie," he said wearily, offering her a small smile.

She simply nodded knowing that she would not to talk him around when he was like this. She bit her lip worriedly, as she watched him slowly retreat to the kitchen. Meredith cursed herself for her stupidity, thanks to a stupid and thoughtless slip of the tongue she had gone and hurt her best friend. After a few hours of sitting on the sofa alone, Meredith gave up and switched off the movie. She had been too preoccupied to watch it, her gaze continually falling on Blaine's locked bedroom door.

Immediately after he had done the dishes, he had retreated into his room, locking the door behind him without a word. She ran a hand through her straggled hair and sighed loudly. She should just go to bed she thought as she slowly rose to her feet. They had both done this many times since they had moved in together; it was their mutual understanding that sometimes they just needed their own space, but she had never had the cause of it.

Gently, Meredith closed her bedroom door behind her and slumped against it. They had a few fights but never like this. Their fights were normally over silly stuff like the cooking, laundry, or grocery shopping. Neither of them had hurt the other like she had done tonight; they were too close for that. She felt terrible and even though she could not see him, she knew what he would be thinking about and it was all her fault.

Meredith sighed. She wanted to do nothing more than to run to Blaine's room, kick the door down and grovel in apology to him. But she knew that in this moment in time, she would do him more harm than good. She knew he needed his space and some time to clear his head away from her. Slowly, Meredith got to her feet and walked over to her bedside table to set her alarm for the next morning.

She climbed into bed and quickly pulled the duvet cover over her, seeking the warmth that the layers would provide her as she laid her head onto the pillow. A thousand thoughts ran through her mind all at once; all of them about Blaine. It was pointless to be thinking about it now. She only hoped that she would be able to fix all this in the morning, if Blaine allowed her.

Author Note: This is chapter three, I hope you all enjoyed reading it. I would like to take a moment to thank everyone that has followed this story so far and favourited it, I really appreciate it. I would also like to thank Kklever and Rori Potter for the reviews they gave me on this story. I really enjoyed writing this chapter, thanks once more to Gleeeeeful for being such an amazing beta. Please read and review. Thanks Dra