AN-Thanks you for the followers and reader and the reviews. They mean a lot to me. I thank you all for reading this. Also happy GLEE day all and Klaine fans happy Klainemas. Also I have a twitter, let me know if you want my name and I will give it to you. Will be tweeting live during the show. Now on with Chapter Three.

Chapter Three- The Club


It was easy getting into the bar, the bouncer did not really check his ID card, he just looked at it, and then looked at Kurt and let him into the bar, it seemed nice to be where there were people just like him. He never seen many gays in Ohio, maybe it was because Lima was a small town. As he walked in, there were not many people there. Maybe about thirty or forty people, as he walked up to the bar and ordered a drink, it was just a coke. He was not drinking tonight at all; he just wanted to be around people like him and not at the football game like everyone else in his high school.

As he was sitting at the bar, he was tapping his foot along to the music that was playing. He was not the best dancer, he had a few moves, but nothing like other people in glee, he always worked harder to get his dancing just right. No one ever seemed to notice that he always working hard, then again he was always in the shadow. Even if he was one of the original members of the club.

He was feeling welcome at this bar, even some people comment on his outfit. It was nice having people say something about it, and not make fun of it or try to throw slushies on it. He hated when people would throw slush's on his clothes, they cost him a lot of money, and the cost more to dry clean.

It seemed that there were more than just older personal in the bar, it seemed like there were people that were also his age. One guy walked up to him and started talking to him.

"Hey there, I have not seen you in here before."

Kurt turned to talk to him. "This is my first time coming here."

"Well it would be nice to see more people like you in here, young and has great taste in fashion."

Kurt smiled it was his first time ever getting hit on, it was a different feeling, it was nice. Someone caring about him. "Thanks, it is nice to hear that someone is talking nicely about my outfit."

"Well why would anyone want to take bad about it, you do have great taste."

"Thank you. I am used to getting picked on at my school."

The other guy could relate, "I know how that feeling it, I used to get picked on a lot at my old school, but then I transferred to this school for the boys, and they accept me for who I am."

"That is wonderful, what school do you go to?" Kurt asked, it would be nice to hear more about this school that accepts you for who you are.

"I go to Dalton; they have a zero policy on bullying. It is a great place to be, I love it. Though it cost is a lot." Kurt had heard of that school, his father had thought of sending him there, but Kurt wanted to stay at WMHS.

"I've heard of that place, I was going to go there, but I told my father I could not leave the few friends I do have at my school."

"That is understandable, I could not take it, and so I had to leave."

"So are you the only one here, or are there more people from you school here."

"Right over there dancing with that guy he goes to my school." He said pointing at the boy on the dance floor, and Kurt just stared, he was looking at the guy he was dancing with. Only his back was showing, but he knew that hair from somewhere. That could not be who he thought it could be. No he was straight.

Then he turned around and it was. It was Blaine. What was Blaine doing at a gay bar and not at the football game with Rachel? He just stared, the guy he was talking to looked at Kurt.

"You alright? You look like you just saw a ghost."

"I think I did, I know that guy right there. The one that your friend is dancing with, I know him." He just started; he could not do anything at all.

And before he knew it, he was pointing at Kurt to come dance with him, this had to be dream there was no way that Blaine was here at all. This was not real.

"I think he wants to dance with you." The guy told him.

Kurt did not know what came over him, but he got up and walked over to where Blaine was. They started dancing to the song that was, and danced to more songs. It seemed that maybe an hour went past. Kurt was having a lot of fun.

"I need a drink." He told Blaine and walked back over to the bar, he asked for a water.

"One water for me also." Blaine said as he walked over to where Kurt was at. "You sure know how to dance."

Kurt was just staring, still thinking that there was no way he was here. This just could not be true.

"Did not think you would see me here tonight, now did you."

"No, I thought you would be at the football game with you GIRLFRIEND." Kurt said, just looking at him, he looked so good tonight. Those tight black pants, with a red shirt and a bow tie. It looked like something he would wear at school, minus the bow tie.

"Well everyone has secrets. Don't they."

Kurt eyes just shot up. "Yea, but this is a big one, are you sure I am not dreaming right now."

Blaine laughed, "this is no dream Kurt, you are really looking at THE Blaine Anderson. Dancing at a guy bar."

Kurt did not know if he should smile, or just leave. He was just lost right now; this was Mr. Popular, the most famous guy in school.

"WHY? You are straight, right. Because you are the most popular guy at our school."

Blaine just smiled, he did not know that he was going to see Kurt here at all, but he was glad that he did. He always liked Kurt, because he was so brave to come out and tell everyone who he was. That was not something Blaine was able to do at all.

"You mind coming outside with me, and we can walk and talk."

"Sure" Came out of his mouth before he was able to think of saying no, which was what he wanted to say, he wanted to get out of there. He wanted to pretend that he did not see this at all, there was no way this was real.

They walked outside, it was a little chilly, he looked at Blaine, and there was no way this was happening at all. He was talking to the one guy he had been in loved with for two years.

"I know what you are thinking, but please, it is not what it looks like."

"Not what it looks like, Blaine, you were just in a gay bar dancing with me, and everyone at school thinks that you are straight. So how is this not what it looks like."

"Alright so it is, but I not as brave as you, I am not able to just be real with people. My parents want me to be one way, and my friends see me as the hot, popular, singer. It is hard being who I want to be when I have so many people that I need to impress."

Now this was the Blaine that he knew, the one that only thought of him. "There is your problem; you think that you have to be one way for all these people. Why not be true to you, so you do not have to hide. I used to be like you, well not the popular part. I used to tell people that Mercedes and I were dating because I did not want people thinking I was gay, but when I came out, I felt so much better about myself."

Blaine smiled, this was why he loved Kurt, he was someone that could say something that would make you feel like you belong, but Blaine did not think that it would be the right thing to do at all.

"I just cannot do that, I just can't" He said as he walked closer to Kurt. "I really wish that I was able to be just like you, able to say who I really am, but I am stuck. I have been who I am for four years. I saw what they did to you, and I do not think I could take it." He grabbed Kurt's hand. Hoping that he would not let go it, it felt just perfect.

"It is hard, but if you are honest with yourself, your friends might still be there for you. I know that mine were." Holding on to Blaine's hand, it felt perfect, but he did not know if it was the right thing to do at all, he wanted to let go of it.

"I just want to get though high school without people thinking of me as the freak." Crap that did not come out right at all for Blaine, which was not something that he wanted to say.

"So I am a freak then, is that what you tell your friends about me behind my back." He let go of his hand, he just wanted to get to his car and leave, and he did not want to talk to Blaine no more. He wanted to think of this as a bad dream.

"That is not what I meant, you are not a freak at all, I am the freak, I cannot even be honest about who I really am." He ran after Kurt, knowing that he just messed up, and that was not something he wanted to do.

Kurt was trying to get his keys out of his pocket, so he was able to get into his car, he was now crying and just wanted to get home. Before he was able to get them out, someone's arms were on his waist. He knew just who it was, and he did not want to see him.

"Kurt please, I did not mean to make you cry, Can you just look at me please."

Kurt turned around and looked at Blaine; he had that worried look in his eyes. Kurt was able to tell that he didn't know what to do, he was just lost. Kurt remembers that feeling when he first started high school. Wanting to fit in and not feel like a loser.

"Do not worry Blaine, I will not tell anyone the real you. I am not the kind of person, we will pretend that we never….." Kurt was not able to get all the words out; before he knew it Blaine kissed him. THE BLAINE ANDERSON kissed him. This was not supposed to happen, he had dreamed about it many times, but he never thought that it would ever happen.

"WHOA…" Was the next thing that Kurt said, it caught him off guard, but it was also his first kiss? He looked at Blaine. "We cannot do this, I am sorry I have to get home." He got his keys and started his car and just left. He did not know what to do or where to go, he drove around for a while before his phone went off, thinking that it was Mercedes, he stopped at a store to park his car and he looked at the message.

Thank you for the best night, and I believe that you will not say anything. But I would like to see you again –Blaine.

Kurt just sat there, he did not what to do, and he just looked at the message over and over again.