A/N: WOW, if I said I was blown away at the response after the first chapter I am positively floored now at the sheer amounts of new story alerts I received. Thank you soo much! Now if even half of you wonderful people would click the little link at the bottom of the page and leave a tiny review I would go from very happy to ecstatic!

Hope you enjoy this next installment, and my apologies, I know you are all are waiting for (non) date night, we're not quiete there yet, but it's getting closer.

Also, I really don't know much about the american high school system, so please forgive me any inaccuracies.

Chapter 3 I don't want to talk about it

Kurt stood outside the entrance of McKinley High, waving goodbye to Dave as he drove off. If he hurried up he would just about make it for second period. He squared his shoulders, put on his aloof face and walked through the doors.

He would have much rather spent the rest of the day curled up on Dave's couch, chatting, laughing and generally forgetting about this morning. But his responsible side eventually got the better of him. He didn't want Dave to get into any real trouble. He would probably only make it to his school for third period now but he still insisted that it would be cool, and he would stick with his story of a broken down truck.

In fact Kurt would be using the same excuse, that he was late because his car had broken down, should anyone ask. And he knew with his luck, people were meant to ask. He really didn't much fancy talking to anyone, least of all Blaine. But if he was clever and used his ninja skills he should be able to avoid him at least until Glee club and if Blaine knew what was good for him, he knew to stay away.

Well, that was the theory, of course the practice was a different matter altogether.

He managed successfully to weave his way to his locker without running into anyone. He just needed to quickly grab his books from the locker and walk in an unassuming fashion to the French class and he would be fine.

"Hey Dude" Kurt could feel a hand on his shoulder and quickly turned around. It was Finn.

"What happened? I had a missed call from you earlier and then you're not at school. Dude, I was worried about you. Especially as you didn't answer your phone" Finn said looking sternly at Kurt.

Oh, please, not now, Kurt thought to himself. "I'm fine Finn, just my Navigator broke down and I had to fix it and my phone had run out of power" he added quickly. No need to tell him that he had turned it off as he didn't want to risk any contact with Blaine. "Oh, I need to go for little boys before next class, See you in a bit." Kurt closed his locker and excused himself.

"Ah, ok" Finn replied, seemingly satisfied with the answer, when suddenly he shouted after him, "but..., you didn't drive this morning, you had a lift with Blaine and he was here on time?"

Great! NOW Finn decided to become smart. Kurt gave him a quick shrug and walked off towards the boy's bathroom, leaving a bewildered looking Finn behind.

He didn't even make it to the bathroom before running into Puck. "Hey Kurt, there you are. Finn and Blaine have been looking all over the place for you. They were really worried you know. You alright?"

So much for my ninja skills, Kurt huffed to himself in annoyance. Ok, here goes another round of 'yes, I'm ok's'.

"Yeah Puck, don't worry. I broke down with my Navigator and had to fix it but I'm fine. Now I need to be off to class or I'll be late." He turned the corner quickly before Puck could ask any more questions.

So Blaine was actually actively looking for him. Why on earth. Hadn't he been clear enough earlier at the Lima Bean about NOT wanting to talk to him. This would make the whole avoiding Blaine until Glee club plan a lot more difficult.

But at least it seemed he had the decency not to tell, otherwise people would have been all over him already. Well, maybe decency was the wrong word. Probably more embarrassment or being too much of a coward to wanting to own up to his actions.

The lesson was nothing but background noise to his thoughts. His mind was one jumbled up conglomerate of self pity and loathing, interspersed with thoughts of Dave and how sweet he had been taking care of him, and how he managed to make him laugh despite feeling like shit, back to the picture of his boyfriend, or should he say ex, being pressed up against the wall by Mr Warbler.

He had made it to his locker after second period, when Mercedes managed to round him up, glaring him down with fiery eyes.

"What?" Kurt huffed out a bit more annoyed than he intended to.

"What's going on with you today?" she asked. "And don't you insult my intelligence by giving me some spin about your car."

'Oh, she heard about that already' Kurt thought to himself in surprise. Yes, news still travelled fast a McKinley.

"First, I see Blaine walking round the school like a kicked puppy, asking everyone whether they had seen you. Then you turn up late for school, acting all weird and avoiding people at all costs, which makes me put two and two together and get four. Something has obviously happened between you and Blaine, OH, and don't try to deny it, the look you just gave me at the mention of his name is confirmation enough."

She stared at Kurt expectantly.

"Mercedes, can we just leave this alone for today, please." Kurt pleaded. "I really don't want to talk about it." He could feel his voice starting to crack a bit.

Mercedes must have noticed as well as her face changed instantly from fierce to concerned.

"Oh, Kurt", she pulled him into a hug. "Ok, but promise me you will talk to me, ok?"

"Promised" Kurt managed to get out. "Just not today, ok?"

Mercedes nodded in agreement. "Ok, but no more sneaking around and trying to avoid me, and if I need to hurt Blaine you let me know." She gave Kurt a little nudge.

"Ok, no more avoiding and no thanks, I think I can handle this myself." Kurt nudged her back, sighing. At moments like these he was glad he had Mercedes as a friend.

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The inevitable happened just before last period. Kurt was on his way to his locker to change the books when Blaine walked round the corner and stopped straight in his path.

"Hey Kurt, can we talk?" he asked trying to look concerned and confident but really you could see the nervousness seeping out of every pore.

"No, we most certainly cannot!" Kurt spat out and tried to walk around Blaine, only to be held back by a hand on his shoulder.

Looking down at the offending body part, he said in a calm but fierce voice, "Take your hand off of me!"

Blaine removed his hand but held his ground. "Please Kurt, can't we just talk this over, yes it was a mistake, I know it and Sebastian knows it and he is so sorry he got carried away."

"He is so sorry…" Kurt repeated mockingly, not believing what he was hearing and throwing his hands up in the air. "Seriously Blaine, you think standing up for this goofball is a good way of trying to apologise to me?"

"Well, what else can I say? I am really sorry Kurt and I want to make it up to you. I was so worried when you just disappeared from the Lima Bean and then didn't turn up to school. What was I to think? How did you get here anyway? Did you walk?"

"No, I didn't walk. If you must know I had a deer friend pick me up, literally, putting me back together after you took me apart so skillfully."

Blaine raised an eyebrow. "And who could that friend be? I know it wasn't anyone from Glee club. I bet it was that Karofsky you for some reason have decided to hang out with", he said his voice going a higher pitch than normal.

"Oh, no" Kurt retorted. "You're not going to get to act all jealous on me." Kurt's voice was raised at this point but he really didn't care, not noticing the group of people around them who had stopped to listen to the resident gay couple slinging it out in the hallway.

"You gave up that right the second you allowed that … that guy to push his tongue down your throat. If anything I had the right to be jealous. The minute you introduced me to Sebastian he had been nothing but mean to me and you knew it, you knew he wanted in your pants and you did do exactly nothing, neither to defend me from his insults nor to stop him from flirting with you."

Kurt was on a role now and he had to get it all off his chest. His finger was stabbing into Blaine's arm now.

"So don't you tell me who I can or can't hang out with. I've been nothing but loyal to you. You know what, maybe you and Sebastian deserve each other, maybe I should go and thank him for doing me a favour."

With that Kurt turned on his heels and walked off in the opposite direction, leaving a red faced embarrassed Blaine standing in the hallway. The people who had stopped to watch were slowly dispersing now that the show was obviously over.

Kurt managed to hold the tears off until he was safe in the boys bathroom. No way was he going to stay around for Glee club, not after all this. He would have to take his chances going to the nurse pretending to feel sick and hoping she would send him home.

'Just get out of here', he kept repeating over and over in his head. Forget this conversation ever happened and get ready for tonight.

Yes, tonight, now that was something to look forward to in all this mess.

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Dave skipped through the rest of his school day as though he was on cloud 9. Not even the boring lessons or the mediocre lunch could bring his mood down.

He knew deep down that tonight was anything but a date, and Kurt had said as much. Even if Kurt could ever possibly feel anything more for Dave than friendship, now was not the time to explore that, he reminded himself. What he needed now was a friend, and he would try to be the best friend he could be.

Furthermore, there was the added complication called 'his closet'. How could he even think about Kurt in that way if he would not be prepared to openly acknowledge that he liked guys, and one guy in particular. No, Kurt deserved someone who could do that, and all Dave wanted for this year was to make it through high school in one piece. But feelings were feelings and he would have learn how to deal with them.

He sighed, as he sat down on the bench in the locker room. Only practice to go through and then he could go home and get ready for tonight.

He didn't notice James sitting down beside him. "Hey dude," he said giving Dave a slap on the back. "What's been going on with you today? You seem awfully happy for someone whose truck broke down, making him late for school, which makes me wonder if in fact something else was going on altogether. Man, the waves you're giving off today must mean she is only special lady" James said with a smirk.

Dave let out a little laugh, "Yeah,… a very special person." Dave almost said 'he is', in fact it was on the tip of his tongue but he just couldn't, even though he more and more had the feeling that James would actually be ok with it if he knew.

They had become friends over the last couple of months, being on the same teams and not once had James uttered anything outright homophobic and generally refused to join in anything that could be classified as bullying.

Dave was more than happy to befriend him, initially only because despite his refusal to be the big bad guy, his standing in the school hierarchy was pretty high but as he got to know him he realised that the guy was actually really kind of cool and fun to hang with and the added bonus of not being exposed to constant tirades of slurs was a welcome relief after the years he had spent in McKinleys' locker rooms.

James just quirked an eyebrow questioningly. "Suppose I won't get any more out of you than that" he huffed. "You're always so hush hush about these things. You know there are at least three cheerleaders who got the hots for you, don't you?"

"Well, let's just say cheerleaders are not my type," Dave said hoping they could get off this conversation soon.

"Yeah, I gathered that. So either you are hopelessly in love with someone else or you must like the mousy quiet ones. How about Lucy from Calculus? She always sneaks glances your way?" James tried suggesting helpfully.

"But the way you are acting today I can only assume it's the former. Just promise me I'm going to get to meet her when you become 'official'" James laughed giving Dave another pat on the back.

"Yeah, you just might one day." Dave replied, wistfully thinking that that could ever really be a possibility. "Can we stop talking about this now?" He added quickly.

"Yeah, ok!" James replied, not pushing the conversation any more.

He stood up and gestured for Dave to do the same "Come on, we still need to get our gear on and practice starts in five, everyone else is already out there, I don't much fancy coach throwing a fit at us for being late again."

Dave laughed in agreement and got up to get changed.

Two hours later he was back in the locker room. His body was hurting all over. He found it hard to focus during practice and as a result was slammed into more than usual. James sending bemused glances his way, when somebody bodylammed him again and as he missed easy goal shots on more than one occasion. But he was to happy to care.

He didn't bother hanging around to wait for the guys to finish their showers so he could get in after, as is his normal routine. Instead he got changed and headed home as fast as he could. he had about 2 hours to get ready before Kurt would come and pick him up.

And that sounded so nice, Kurt would come and pick him up. He smiled virtually all the way home.

Aaand can you guess what's coming up in the next chapter? LOL

Also, in this story Dave has rejoined the hockey team as well as the football team. I always liked the idea of hockey player Dave.