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Chapter 3
Kurt stared in shock at Blaine. If it wasn't for that infuriating sexy smirk (and Kurt so did not just call it sexy) he probably wouldn't have even known this was Blaine. His hair was slicked back with copious amounts of gel and he was clean shaven. If Kurt wasn't flipping the fuck out at the moment he might have noticed that Blaine cleaned up rather nicely.
"No, this is not happening. There is no fucking way this is happening. Please, just get out of my room and never speak to me again," Kurt said, hoping, praying to a god he didn't believe in that this was not his roommate.
"Sorry babe, but this is my room too," Blaine told him crushing his last hope as he shut the door and strode across the room to his side, his tie loosened on the way. Kurt wanted to scream. It was not possible that the boy who had gotten him into this mess, the boy Kurt had been cursing in his head for the better part of a week, the boy who ruined his life, was now the boy he had to room with. It was just not possible. Now Kurt wished for the gangster, the slob even! Just anyone except for Blaine!
"This is not happening to me.."
"Do you always bitch this much?" Kurt's fist clenched and his teeth ground together, anger coursing through his veins. He shoved the uniform he was holding back into his closet, not even bother to look where it went. He spun to face Blaine.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Is my bitching bothering you?" he said sarcastically.
"Well guess what? That's too fucking bad! I think I have a right to bitch. The guy who ruined my fucking life is now the guy I'm being forced to live with so I'm sorry if I don't give a shit if my bitching is bothering you." So Kurt was most likely being a bit dramatic but it was how he felt at the moment and he's accepted that he can be dramatic so he didn't care. Anger flashed through Blaine's eyes.
"How exactly did I ruin your fucking life?" he demanded. Kurt was never going to admit to out loud that he thought about Blaine and his comment constantly since he met him and that had caused him to snap and push his bully down a flight of stairs.
"You're the reason I'm here. I never got in trouble until I met you. Now look where it got me!" Now Blaine just looked confused.
"Wait, because of that fight? I told Mikey you had nothing to do with that."
"It wasn't the fight, Blaine. Just leave it!" Kurt yelled.
"I think I deserve to know what I did to make you blame me for ruining your life." Kurt could hear the anger flowing through Blaine's voice but there was also a little hurt in there that Kurt didn't bother to notice.
"Forget it, Blaine." Then Kurt left. He walked out the door, not waiting for a reply, slamming the door on the way out. He was too pissed off and frustrated to care if there was a chance he would need to be in uniform. He didn't care that he had no idea where he was going. He just needed to be far away from Blaine. Kurt found a random corner and sat down. He was annoyed when he felt tears run down his cheeks and he whipped them away furiously. When they didn't stop he gave up and let himself go.
Kurt had not let himself cry throughout this whole situation. Instead, he decided to blame Blaine for everything so he could stay pissed. He cursed Blaine so he didn't have to think about what he, himself had done and the consequences he was now dealing with because of it. It was easier to sit and blame someone else rather than deal with the reality of the whole situation, the injustice of it all. Kurt was bullied constantly and no one ever did a thing. The one time he stood up for himself he ends up here. How is that fair? Now, Kurt has been taken away from his dad, his friends and is now being forced to stay with a bunch of delinquents. He cried because he wanted to be home and because he missed his friends and family. He cried because of how cruel life could be and because he had been a complete jerk to someone who didn't really deserve it.
He had no idea how long he sat there crying, thinking. He had no idea where he was or how to get back to his room so he just sat, feeling lonely and deflated. No one had ever passed him the entire time he had sat there so it obviously wasn't a very well used area. The tears had finally subsided and he just sat there with his head in his arms, not knowing what to do.
"Dinner's this way." He looked up to find Blaine standing in front of him, an unreadable expression on his face. Then he started walking off down the hall so Kurt quickly got up and followed, thankful that he didn't have to wander around, trying to find his way.
Kurt ate his dinner in silence. He didn't feel like talking yet and Blaine never tried talking to him. Kurt wouldn't have known what to say anyway. He didn't even notice the other boys at the table giving him strange looks and throwing questioning glances towards Blaine. He was too preoccupied in his own thoughts. He felt bad for blaming Blaine for everything and yelling at him the way he did. Blaine was an arrogant ass but it still wasn't his fault the things happened the way they did. It's not like Blaine could have known that his statement would drive Kurt crazy until he snapped. If he were being completely honest with himself, it was almost as if Blaine's words gave him the courage he needed to stick up for himself. It was just incredible bad luck that it happened on a flight of stairs and in front of a teacher. Kurt should probably apologize to Blaine for being such an ass.
"I'm sorry," Kurt blurted out when they returned to their room. Blaine turned to look at him with a surprised and slightly confused expression.
"I'm sorry for everything I said earlier," he clarified.
"I needed someone to blame for everything that happened and that person ended up being you." Blaine stared at him for a moment, that same unreadable expression was back on his face and Kurt was starting to worry a bit until Blaine finally gave him a slight nod.
"No problem," he said and that was the end of the conversation. They got ready for bed in almost complete silence other than the occasional question. The silence wasn't uncomfortable, though the tension in the room was palpable. Both boys were lost in their own thoughts, mainly about each other but neither boy would admit to that. It was after Blaine's shower that the tension seemed to die down.
"What is all this shit on the counter?" He heard Blaine call from the bathroom, amusement clear in his voice.
"It's my skin care routine. Are you done with the bathroom yet? I need to start it."
"Yeah, I'm done." Kurt was a little surprised he didn't hear any sort of teasing from the other boy. He had expected at least one rude comment but it never came. Kurt's thought process flew out the window when Blaine stepped out of the bathroom in only a pair of sweat pants. Blaine's chest was amazing. It was lightly covered with chest hair and had defined pecks and abs. There was a trail of hair that lead to a place Kurt should not be thinking of ever and yet there he was thinking about it.
"See something you like?" the cocky voice snapped him out of his fantasizing and Kurt's eyes flew up to Blaine's face. He was met an amused pair of hazel eyes and an arrogant smirk.
"Would you put a shirt on or something?" He tried to sound disgusted, he tried to not get distracted by the body on display in front of him, and he tried to hide his blush as he ran past the shirtless boy into the bathroom. Whether or not he succeeded at any of these things was a completely different story and he heard an amused laugh as he slammed the door shut.
