AN: Wow, so many reviews/story alerts/favourites for this story. Totally wasn't expecting that for my first fic. Thanks all you guys! Made my birthday yesterday even more awesome. (Oh yeah, I posted this on my 18th yesterday. Because I am like that cool, obviously :P.) like writing Blaine all...well nervous/pretending to be cool. I know he's openly gay and all confident and that but I think he's just a softy inside, like Kurt. Hope you like this chapter, anyway! Reviews/etc. are always welcome :).


"Hey Mercedes." Kurt said, walking up to Mercedes at lunch and sitting down opposite her.

"You ready to call him?" she asked, hoping that Kurt wouldn't get nervous and back down now.

"No, but I don't think I ever will be." he honestly told her. "I don't know when he has lunch though, how am I going to call him?" he asked Mercedes, thinking that would be a good excuse.

Mercedes raised her eyebrows at him. "So wait, you haven't completely memorised his timetable and schedule yet?" she asked him, causing Kurt to blush. "Ok, when is he free?" she asked again. She didn't want to pressure him, but she could see how much Kurt liked this boy and she just wanted him to be happy.

"Er..." Kurt began, not wanting to admit he knew Blaine had lunch at the same time he did. "I guess he might have lunch now..." he finally said, knowing that he couldn't lie to Mercedes. "Ok, ok, I'll call him." he gave in, knowing that there was no way out of it. He took out his phone and called Blaine. Who was on speed dial, of course.

"Hey Kurt." Blaine answered the phone. He was happy the boy called him. He was going to call Kurt himself, but just hadn't gotten the courage to do so. That was one thing Kurt always had more of, Blaine thought.

"Hi Blaine." Kurt simply said, wondering how awkward this conversation could possibly be. "I didn't catch you at a bad time, did I?" he asked, pretending he didn't know that Blaine had lunch that period.

"No, I've just got out of class." Blaine replied. He knew that Kurt had lunch now, but didn't want to let on. He didn't know Kurt's schedule that well. He didn't.

"Same, I'm eating lunch with my friend Mercedes." Kurt added, not wanting the conversation to go into an awkward silence. Though it did seem to be going that way regardless, he thought.

Blaine remembered him mentioning her before. She was the only friend Kurt seemed to talk about, from what he could recall. "Hey, do you want like go out for dinner sometime?" Blaine finally asked. There was a pause, so he quickly added "You can bring Mercedes and any other friends and a few of the guys from Dalton could come." he said. After Blaine said this, he couldn't believe what he had just done. He had almost asked Kurt on a date, before copping out and making it seem like a friends thing. Friends. Blaine was kicking himself for doing this. Kurt probably didn't like him anyway, he told himself, maybe this was for the best...

"Err, sure. When?" Kurt asked, his heart sinking as Blaine added the second bit. Blaine only saw him as a friend. He knew it. Well at least he hadn't been stupid enough to ask Blaine out or anything. Thank God for that, he thought. He would have looked like a total idiot. Of course Blaine didn't like him. He just saw Kurt as a lonely gay kid who needed some advice, but nothing more. It made sense, Kurt thought, nobody had ever returned his feelings before. Admittedly before he had crushed on straight guys, but still. He had really thought Blaine liked him and was now seeing how he was acting, falling for the first gay guy he met in hope of... No, Kurt was not going there. He would just get over Blaine. Like he had Finn. He would just have to do it. Though this dinner he had agreed to might make it harder, he realised.

Blaine couldn't believe he had blown it like this. He'd make it up to Kurt. He really would. He realised now he was going to have to get someone from Dalton to come down too. David and Wes would probably be out with their girlfriends, he thought. How would he managed to get one of the guys down? He hadn't even told them much about Kurt. He couldn't believe what he had just done. "Saturday night? Tell me who you're bringing, so I know numbers, and I'll book a table down somewhere in Lima. I'll pick you up around seven?" he added, trying to act like it was totally ok.

Kurt couldn't make out what Blaine wanted to do. He wanted to go out as a group, as friends. But picking him up sounded like something more? No, don't be stupid, he told himself. That was just for convenience, so they didn't have to drive multiple cars around everywhere. That made more sense, he thought. "Ok, great. See you." he said, not knowing what else to say.

"Bye." Blaine said, so annoyed with himself for how this conversation had gone. Blaine waited for Kurt to hang up, not wanting to do it himself.

"Bye." Kurt finally said, putting his phone down on the table, reluctantly hanging up on Blaine.

"So?" Mercedes asked him, wanting to know exactly what happened.

"I don't know." Kurt told her, truthfully. "He was like, do you want to go out and then he added something about like bringing friends along so it's clearly not like a date or anything and I don't know." he said all really fast, though Mercedes still managed to pick up what he was saying.

"Ok, I'll come down with you and then I can see what you two are like together. I'll be able to tell if he's into you." she offered, trying to be helpful. "I mean, you might not be able to tell so well yourself if you're completely smitten yourself." she added playfully. They always teased each other like this.

"Thanks, 'Cedes." Kurt said to his friend. Maybe she would have no idea if Blaine liked him or not. Maybe she would. But there wouldn't be any harm in this, right? It was better than sitting at home alone on a Saturday night, anyway, he thought.

"It's a deal. Now you want me to come over to get ready before hand? I can help you with an outfit and..." Mercedes and Kurt went off into one of their many conversations about fashion. It was one thing that they both really loved and could talk forever about.