Kurt couldn't believe what he had done and he couldn't believe there was a reply! He opened Facebook and saw the message. The little green circle showed that Blaine was online so he typed back quickly, "yes, Kurt Hummel... And you're Blaine Anderson." He sent the message a little nervously.

He was going to add "I have your ID card" onto the message but he thought he would keep that a secret in case he needed it for something. There was no reply from Blaine for quite some time, in fact, Kurt had gotten ready for school, which took him around two hours anyway, and when he glanced back at his phone, he realised that Blaine was offline. All though Blaine had sent the message, he hadn't accepted Kurt's friend request which Kurt was a little relieved at because he wouldn't be linked to trouble in anyway but at the same time he was a little curious to what he would be able to see if he could access his whole profile.

Kurt shook his head and continued going to school.. He didn't know why he cared so much about a stupid gang anyway.

"Kurt! Wait up," Mercedes rushed after her friend and caught up with him, "I'll pay for your lunch if you come on a little car journey with me."

"Where are we going?" Kurt pushed his irritating bag a little further up his arm.

"One of my cousins borrowed some sheet music from me and if I'm gonna do this assignment today, I'm gonna need it but I don't wanna go alone, besides, it'll be fun!" Mercedes tried to persuade Kurt with a big grin.

"Okay, course." Kurt reluctantly smiled and walked to Mercedes car.

They arrived in a small private and calm street. "Okay, I'll be two minutes, then we'll go for lunch." Mercedes hopped out of her car and went into her cousins house, Kurt sunk into the passenger side chair and kept his eye on the view.

As he relaxed and waited for his friend, a cute boy walked passed the car. He had a sharp but casual outfit, curly but controlled hair and his headphones in and WOW. Blaine? Kurt watched the boy pass and then made obvious movements and noises to capture the attention of the kid but it wasn't working. As the boy got closer, Kurt opened the door and the boy looked up. Those eyes we're recognisable, it was him.

"Hummel!" He sarcastically smiled.

"You see, I know a scruffy badass named Blaine. Not this," Kurt looked him up and down, "why are you dressed nice and look like you couldn't cause any trouble at all."

As Kurt finished, Blaine leant against the door of the car and smiled, "see that badass has been caught doing other shit so I have to do public service and if that means dressing like you, then so be it." He smirked and gave that familiar smug look. "So you friend requested me on Facebook?"

"Sure did." Kurt gave back a confident reply.

"That was a bad idea, my whole Facebook is monitored by the police incase I get into trouble."

Blaine watched Kurt's face. Kurt went a little red and started to shake, "really?"

Blaine started laughing, "no, I'm joking, I wanted to see how scared you could get and that didn't take much now did it?" Blaine raised an eyebrow.

Kurt looked down and felt a little embarrassed, "so how come you can be so calm now and nice but when you're with the gang, you chase me and.."

Kurt looked curious and searched Blaine's eyes, "but I did help you get away. Both times."

"Okay fair enough. But why do you do it? The gang I mean."

Blaine looked around, "I'll get a damaged reputation if I quit and they know where I live, I'm also struggling to cope on my own at home seeings as I can't get a job, I live alone and stealing money is the only way." Blaine smiled and started to put one headphone back in because he needed to go.

"You need a friend, a real one, not a criminal."

"Like you?" Blaine half smiled.

"Yes." Blaine laughed, "you couldn't cope with me kid," he patted Kurt's shoulder, "please stop showing up everywhere, you'll get hurt! Now go and get your lunch and keep out of my business or next time, it might be you in hospital." Blaine started walking away but turned back to Kurt as he remembered something, "OH, and tell anyone what I told you and I swear it'll be you in hospital."

Kurt looked scared once again so he climbed into the car a little more.

"Kurt, I'm joking, once again," he laughed and smugly walked away, "YOURE SO EASY TO SCARE!" He laughed a little more and walked off as Mercedes came back.

"Who was that?" Mercedes looked confused.

"Oh he was just asking for directions." Kurt smiled as the pair set off for lunch.

Kurt was sat in his last lesson wondering how Blaine lived and how a young boy could end up alone and wrecked. He was disturbed by his phone vibrating, Burt was calling. As the bell rang, Kurt rushed out of the lesson and answered his phone, "hello?"

"Kurt, get Finn and come home now. The tyre shop has been robbed." Burt sounded angry.

"What?!" Kurt couldn't believe it, he looked around for Finn at the same time.

"You heard me. And the it was the gang before you ask." Burt sighed.

"Are you sure?" Kurt had to ask, he honestly couldn't believe that Blaine's gang, that kid that seemed innocent this morning, would break into his dads work place.

"Just get home Kurt."

Burt hung up and Kurt found Finn as they rushed home. Kurt went into the house to keep an eye out as the rest of the family spoke to the police. Finn was determined to find the gang. Kurt pulled out of his phone and went on to Facebook, he searched for Blaine's name and clicked on his profile, he sent him a message, "THANKS A FUCKING BUNCH."

Kurt couldn't believe what he had done. Blaine might have let him off twice now and helped him get away to safety but he had never said he wouldn't hurt him, he'd never made friends with Kurt so he had no right to shout at him for betrayal but he did have every right to shout at him for being a total idiot and wrecking his dad's business. Blaine came online, "wow there Hummel! Calm down. What have I done?"

Kurt: "you know exactly what you've done."

Blaine: "I honestly don't. At all."

Kurt: "my dad's tyre shop ring any bells?"

Blaine: "no..."

Kurt: "don't fucking lie! It's been broken into by your gang."

Blaine: "I honestly don't know anything about it. I'm still doing my public service."

Kurt: "don't lie because you feel bad."

Blaine: *new picture message* The picture contained a half selfie of Blaine smiling with a building behind him, the building easily recognised as McKinley high school.

Kurt: "you do public service at my school?"

Blaine: "I never knew it was YOUR school but yes, at a school. I have to clean up outside."

Kurt: "how come I've never seen you?"

Blaine: "I only started here last week. I only do this service thing one day a week."

Kurt: "and you honestly know nothing about this tyre shop robbery? MY DADS TYRE SHOP?"

Blaine: "honestly, Hummel." *blaine is now offline*

Kurt sighed to himself once again and sat down waiting for his family to come in so they could have dinner.

Kurt woke up to a harsh knock on the door, he hurried downstairs, opened the door and no one was there.

He went to close the door but looked down, there was a small brown box. He picked it up and opened it to a bunch of cash and a note saying, 'check your Facebook.'

Kurt hurried inside and opened up the app, he had received a personal message from Blaine, "I have dumped a box with some money on your doorstep. I've asked the gang in conversation how much money they took from the safe at your dad's garage so I thought I'd give it you back, it's out of my own pocket but it's okay, I've got enough money for myself. No prizes for guessing how I got that.. I didn't want things to go bad between us because you could easily turn me in to the police at any time, and don't worry, the gang don't know anything. Sorry about the damage. Good luck, Blaine.'