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A/N: I wrote this in a rush from 16th to 23rd August I have 6 entry tests 2 aptitude tests 3 interviews, so I really have no time for updates, but I had this half-written so I posted it anyways…plus I have a new foundobsessions along with Chris Colfer, and that's Benedict Cumberbatchas Sherlock! that man is the perfect SH!

And also to KlainePuckurtLover, since I won't be able to post a chapter of this fic for your birthday probably, so consider this your birthday chapter=) It's dedicated to you, my fellow colferette! Pre- HAPPY BDAY , sweetie! (In case I forget) =D

AND also to Kate/M she helped me sort out the plot for this fic so thank her cause you wouldn't be reading this chapter if it weren't for her and her ways to calm me down when I'm 'E-NOYED';)

Thanks Kate, seriously! Love you for listening to my rant over how confused I was! .THE BEST

Okay… now I'll let you read… you know the drill, there must be a few spellings

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AND ALSO! (GLEE SPOILER)

Got To Get You In My Life-Beatles! KLAINE DUET!


Chapter 2: I Don't Do Relationships

It had been a week since the new kid had arrived, and for Kurt he had barely seen Blaine, or bumped into him. He thought it was a good thing; better not get into things too deep in his mind when only to be disappointed in reality.

He remembers before he was a skank, before any of this, he was just an innocent child, he never picked on anyone, he was a good student, and was positive, he was brave to face the shit in this school and make his father proud; funny how things changed from good to bad. It still hurts him in the back of his mind what happened with him, he still remember his therapy sessions, his anti-depressants and anxiety pills. He knew that his past would never change so why not change the future, he changed his look and took matters into his own hands, and showed everyone that Kurt Hummel was not to be messed with, of course it was all act.

There were those days when Kurt would have his cock down some guy's throat, when in his mind he battled with his scarred memories, and then there were those days that just sucked. He would go to his house, lie down on the floor of his bedroom and take out his Mom's sacred perfume bottles, taking a whiff of it he would cry himself to sleep, as he pleaded for his mom to save him.

He just wanted to be free from his past, the therapy, the pills, his supportive family, he need more than that; he wanted someone to take him out of his hell hole, he wished he was the old Kurt again, but he knew wishing was pointless.

The last period bell rang and it was his favorite class of the day, French. He might be a badass but that didn't mean he was a bad student, he already tortured his dad with the attitude and change, but it didn't mean he would let him see his bad performance in academics.

As he made his way down the hall he stopped when he heard giggling and moans, he turned around and peeked through the window of the dark empty classroom, thankfully he wasn't holding anything in his hands because if he was they would have fallen down on the floor.

Right there in front of him was a very bare ass of Blaine Anderson, with legs of a sophomore, from his gym class, Jason; had his jeans on the floor and his legs wrapped around Blaine while sitting on the desk, Blaine fucked into him.

Kurt didn't know what to do; he literally felt his heart-break, even though it shouldn't because he knew that this was bound to happen someday. But Kurt couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy and hatred for it, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, so he clenched his jaw and marched down the hall still not being able to get the images of Blaine fucking another guy out of his mind.


He made it in class right one time, and just when the class was about to start Blaine came in, brushing his sweaty curls back from his eyes "wonderful for you to join us" the teacher said with a scowl.

"Yeah, yeah" Blaine muttered and walked to the back of the classroom, Kurt had his head down and didn't notice Blaine sit in the sear next to his.

Kurt looked up and glared at him, his nostrils flaring as if he was hoping he could burn Blaine just from his stare.

"What? Do I have something on my face or something, Hummel?" Blaine asked, looking at Kurt's intensive gaze in confusion.

"Bien sûr, vous ne donnez pas une merde, tu ne sais pas quand une personne ne veut pas vous voir" (of course you don't give a shit, don't you know when a person doesn't want to see you) Kurt spoke in fluent french and clenched his jaw.

"You know, you look so hot when you speak French" Blaine said licking his lips suggestively.

"s'il vous plaît! simplement revenir à votre chienne vous baisais" (please! just go back to your slut you were fucking) Kurt grumbled.

"Okay seriously! What the fuck wrong?" Blaine asked with a sigh of annoyance, as much as he liked Kurt speaking French he was getting pissed off.

"ce qui ne va pas, c'est que vous êtes insupportable! frottant à chacun le visage comme si vous ne donnez pasune merde sur mes sentiments, je n'aurais pas même vous demander, pourquoi la baise, il serait question d'un connard ignorant comme vous" (what's wrong is that you are insufferable! rubbing it in everyone's face as if you don't give a shit about my feelings, I shouldn't have even ask you for that, why the fuck it would matter to an ignorant asshole like you) Kurt said sharply.

Blaine sighed and said "J'ai demandé ce qui ne va pas, je n'ai pas demandé pour vous de m'insulter bébé, vous parler en français peut être sexy, mais cela ne veut pas dire que tu es un âne futé" (I asked what's wrong, I didn't ask for you to insult me babe, you talking in French might be sexy but that doesn't mean that you're being a smart ass)

Kurt looked at Blaine in shock his mouth hanging open "yeah I know how to speak French; I'm not as dumb as you think I am"

He looks at him with a blank face, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open as he stutters trying to speak or say something that won't make him look stupid "I-I-" but nothing comes out, Blaine rolls his eyes at Kurt and says as he inclines in his seat.

"Anyways, why so pissed off? Are you… jealous?" he asks with a smirk.

"No!" Kurt says and looks in front at the board.

Blaine chuckles and says "seriously babe who are you trying to kid"

"I shouldn't even be talking to you" Kurt mutters under his breath.

"Why? I didn't do anything wrong" Blaine asked.

Kurt mumbled sarcastically giving him a fake smile "yeah you're an angel"

"thanks babe, that I am" Blaine said with a wink, he waits for Kurt to say something but he starts to ignore him, trying to pay attention at the lesson, after a long wait Blaine finally says with a groan.

"Are you going to ignore me now?" but once again Kurt doesn't reply, Blaine grits his teeth, he really is a pain in the ass Blaine thought and said, leaning towards Kurt "are we two years old now?!"

"Fine, whatever, be a pissy bitch" Blaine said and looked away from Kurt folding his arms over his chest.

"I hate you" Kurt replied back to Blaine's insult.

The bad boy rolled his eyes at him as he said "stop lying to yourself, Hummel…"


"okay class, today's week assignments, you and the person sitting next to you are going to pair up and write a book report on a French writer of your choice, and then present it on the next week class on Monday, pair up and start working" Kurt sighs as he looks at Blaine when he says

"So unfortunately I'm stuck with you"

"You're lucky I'm the only one who can speak fluent French and have a good GPA" Kurt said proudly.

"I'd like to hear your curse and moan in French" Blaine said, winking at the skank.

Kurt rolled his eyes, ignoring how his heart beat quickened around the bad boy and his smile "anyway, as I was saying, how you want to do this report?"

"I don't know, it's not like I care" Blaine said shrugging his shoulders.

Kurt nodded and started to pack his stuff as he said "okay…my house after school"

"Are we going to fuck?" Blaine asked with a glint of hope in his eyes.

Kurt huffed, and got up from his chair "not interested, be there at 4"


(Hudson-Hummel Residence)

"Hi, what are you doing here?"

"Hey, um, I'm here to see Humm-I mean Kurt, I'm Blaine"

"Oh, yeah he's probably at the garage" the tall guy said.

"Garage?" Blaine asked.

The guy nodded as he said "yeah, Hudson-Hummel Tire & Lube, just go out that door"

Blaine nods and walks towards the door before he says "you're that jock Finn right? The one in Glee club with that hobbit girlfriend?"

Finn sighs as he corrects him "Rachel, and yes, Kurt's my brother" Blaine nods and turns to walk away before he stops when he hears Finn say to him "so just to make things clear… I'm keeping my eye on you, don't you dare hurt my brother"

Blaine chuckled and says with a smirk "I think he can take care of himself, he is a big boy"

"I don't care what you have to say, but don't you dare hurt him!" Finn says with a warning glare.

Blaine rolled his eyes and says "yeah, yeah Frankenteen"


(In The Garage)

"Can I help you?"

"yeah uh, the big guy, Finn, he sent me back here, I'm here to see Kurt, we kind of have a French project to do, and you know what I'm talking about" Blaine says with a playful wink at the old man.

"Son, you do know you're not good at making first impressions" the man said as he puts his wrench down, he is definitely twice the size of Blaine, and taller as well as broader in size.

"And so they tell me" Blaine said with a smile.

The man glared at Blaine and then sighed as he called out "Kurt!"

"Yeah dad?" Blaine heard Kurt say as he approached the two of them

"Dad?" Blaine asked as he looked at Burt in shock that he just said all those things to Kurt's father, his very angry father!

The man looked at Blaine as he says in confirmation "yes, Dad! And also another thing, I've seen you're type, so just remember I have a shot gun" he warns him.

"You do know your son is in that category" Blaine said, rolling his eyes at Kurt's father.

"Blaine! You're here early, I said four!" Kurt said when he saw Blaine standing next to his Dad.

Blaine shrugged and said "I came and three thrity, so what? I'm here so let's get our French on"

"Give me a minute" Kurt said, walking into the office with his Dad.


"I don't like that kid" Burt said looking over his shoulder at Blaine.

"Neither do I" Kurt said with a sigh, though he knew he liked Blaine, a lot, but he also knew Blaine didn't give a rat's ass about him.

"Then why are sticking around with that guy?" Burt asked.

Kurt stopped walking and said in a barely audible volume "I don't know…"

Burt looked at his son and his lost expression before he walked over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder "Kurt… I-I, you know I love you son, and I just don't want to see you get hurt, and I know about your activities and the new look you have going on, and it's okay it's just a phase you're going through-"

Upon hearing that Kurt doesn't know what switched inside him and he began yelling at his own Dad, for just being caring and concerned father like most are "It's not A PHASE! I'm not some kid okay! You can't deal with the way I am then don't lecture me about I matter!"

"Kurt-" Burt says, hoping to calm Kurt down but it doesn't work, Kurt has these mood swings time to time ever since the incident he had last year, that changed him completely.

Kurt shakes his head take a shaky breath as he says "y-you… know dad, I-I… I just don't want to-*sighs* never mind, It's not like you fucking care" Kurt snapped and threw his rag at the table, he knew he had no right to yell at his Dad let alone say he didn't care, but he just doesn't know who he is anymore, he isn't the same as he used to be, so what's the point?

"What happened back there?" Blaine asked when Kurt stepped out of the office.

"Screw them" Kurt snapped at Blaine and began walking ahead of him.

"Okay…" Blaine says and feels a bit awkward standing there as he watches Kurt checking out of the garage; Kurt grabs his bag and then says Blaine to follow him. They go back inside the house and Blaine can feel the anger and tension in Kurt by the way he is walking, he follows him upstairs and into Kurt's bedroom.

"I was expecting black paint, posters of some girl rock bands, and not this"

"firstly, I'm not a stereotypical bad boy, I'll leave that part for you" Blaine scoffs at the snarky remark and looks around the room, the walls are painted in a neutral color of beige and the room is absolutely spotless, Blaine looks at the shelf full of Kurt's belongings while Kurt says "anyway, so this is my room, don't get too comfortable and let me change into my clothes"

"or you can change here, I've already seen your dick, and besides, working on cars, covered in grease and those coveralls… so damn hot" Blaine says seductively as he eyes linger on Kurt's body, Kurt can't stop his cheeks from turning red, and he doesn't know why he feels insecure, the wasn't like him, that was like the old Kurt.

"I-I'll go and change in the bathroom" Kurt stutters and scrambles off into the bathroom taking a huge sigh and leaning against the door, he closes his eyes and tries to subside the nervousness, he doesn't get nervous, it's not like Blaine's any different from the guys he's jerked off with, sure he's unbelievably gorgeous, and has this smile that makes his insides do flips, and his piercing gorgeous amber-honey eyes, and those curls that just-

stop it Hummel! Now is not the time to crush on some guy! You don't need this shit in your life! You can barely keep yourself up on your feet without panicking


Blaine huffed and slammed his book shut, alarming Kurt, Kurt felt Blaine's hand on his leg and he looked up to find him leaning over him, carefully taking the books out of the skanks's hands and setting them aside before straddling his lap.

"What do you think you're doing?" Kurt asked looking at Blaine with confusion as the bad boy wrapped his arms around his neck.

"You're so sexy" Blaine purred in Kurt's ear and started sucking on his neck.

Kurt didn't know why but he just kept picturing Blaine fucking that guy, he started pushing Blaine away as he said "Blaine, stop it-what-?"

Blaine grabbed Kurt's face in his hand and kissed him hard, whispering against his lips "I seriously can't keep my hands off you Hummel, and you know that, fuck those jeans! I wanna tear them off and pin you in the bed while I fuck you" Blaine pinned Kurt down on the bed and started attacking his neck, while his hands pushed his shirt up.

"Blaine! Stop it!" Kurt snapped, and he pushed at Blaine's chest, Blaine's hand dropped from Kurt's neck and landed on his sides.

"What?" Blaine asked, shifting a bit on Blaine's lap

"I don't want to do this" Kurt said not knowing why he was so pissed off.

"fine I won't fuck you, but we can make out" Blaine said suggestively and started to lean in for another kiss, but Kurt wasn't going to give in, he pushed Blaine off of him and sat up moving away from him as he said.

"No, Blaine… I don't!"

Blaine huffed and sat up from where he was laying on his bed as he said "is it about I didn't apologize to you?"

"Yes!" Kurt said sharply.

Blaine chuckled and said "babe I don't do apologies, and get over yourself, you know what I said was true, so stop being uptight and let me loosen you up a little" Blaine suggested and placed a hand on his thigh, Kurt just batted it away and said coldly

"Go do this with Jason"

"Who?" Blaine asked dumbly.

"The guy you fucked, in the class, at school" Kurt told him angrily.

"Oh… so you saw that! Is this what it's all about?" Blaine asked, with a knowing smile, he waited for Kurt to answer before he started teasing him as he said "little badass Hummel's jealous?"

"No I'm not!" Kurt snapped.

"Listen hot stuff, I don't do relationships, I like to fuck, so either you want it or get it out of your mind"

"Who said I want a relationship!" Kurt asked.

"Don't kid yourself, sexy" Blaine said coolly and sat up moving to the foot of the bed.

Kurt scoffed and said as he folded his arms across his chest "you would be last person I would ever want to be with! I don't want to have a wannabe bad boy to be my boyfriend"

Blaine turned to face Kurt, his eyes narrowing as he said, clearly not happy with what Kurt said to him just now "oh, so you have standards now? Sorry I didn't see that, I thought people who walk around like whores and would spread their legs for anyone won't have set their standards high, you're a slut Hummel, you know that you're dad knows that but obviously will still deny it, and the whole fucking school knows, so take what you can get! Cause babe, you ain't going to get anything better, sluts like you never do"

Blaine waited for Kurt to give a snarky comeback as he glared at the skank, but he didn't speak, Kurt had his head down and his face turned away from Blaine's heated gaze, Blaine could faintly see Kurt's lips trembling when he said in a hoarse voice "g-get out"

"What?" Blaine asked dumbly, looking at Kurt when he heard Kurt let out a sniffle and then look up wiping his tears furiously as he yelled at Blaine this time

"Get out of my room! I hate you!" he said, Blaine scrambled off bed, and he felt low of himself, sure he was a bad boy and he doesn't give a fuck about anyone, but he didn't like seeing the porcelain boy cry, after all, he knows how it feels to be lonely as much as Kurt does.

Blaine bit his lip as he said shakily, he doesn't apologize, and this would be the first time he actually feels bad that he hurt someone, even If it's Kurt with his bitchy attitude "I-I didn't know, I'm so-"

"Don't you dare fucking say a word to me, Anderson! Get the fuck out of my house and stay away from me!" Kurt yelled at him that his voice echoed off the walls of the room, Blaine gritted his teeth and just once when he tried to apologize he didn't give a fuck? So he wasn't going to do this again.

"You know what, fuck you! Fine! Cry your eyes out for all I care!" Blaine snapped and grabbed his stuff shoving them in his bag as he said "you are nothing but a school slut! So stop being a cry baby about it! You did all of this to yourself!"

Blaine stormed out of the bedroom, as soon as Blaine left Kurt let his tears fall, his head landed on the pillow and he began to sob into his hands, curling up in a ball as he cried out, it's been so long since he felt like shit.


"Kurt?"

"Get out of my room Finn!"

"I-I heard, are you okay? Do you need me to beat him up or something?"

"I-I can fight my own battles Finn, get out of my room!" Kurt yelled through the tears.

"K-Kurt, stop doing this to yourself" Finn pleaded, reaching a hand out to Kurt's shoulder but Kurt moved away as he snapped at him

"You are no one to tell me what I should do and not do! Just fucking leave!"

"okay… if that's what you want" Finn said as he looked at Kurt one last time, when he turned his back on him, he sighed and said walking to the doorway "Kurt, I love you, and so does Burt and Mom, we're here when you need us" Kurt heard Finn close the door, and when he did Kurt cried himself to sleep.


(Next Day)

"Mr. Shue?"

"Yes?"

"I want to audition for Glee Club"

"Excuse me?"

"before you judge me, let me just say, I have been in glee club before when I was at Dalton before they kicked me out, I was the lead singer"

Mr. Shue nodded understandingly as he said "okay… well the club policy always has been that anyone can join, but you do need to audition, for everyone before we let you join, but why do you want to join glee?"

"This is the only thing I like in this shitty school, and probably the only thing I'm interested in besides banging some kids around here, so… are you going to let me audition or what?"

"Yes, okay, as I said anyone can join, just have a song prepared by tomorrow"

Blaine nodded and asked "okay, so where do I have to audition?"

"Tomorrow, come to the auditorium, we have a lesson there" Mr. Shue told him with a smile.

"okay" Blaine said he walked out of the room and into the choir room, he was about to leave when he saw a picture on the shelf next to the piano, he stopped and grabbed it, bringing it closer to his eyes.

The picture was of the glee club yearbook photo, but what caught Blaine's attention was, Kurt.

But it clearly doesn't look like the Kurt he knew, the boy looked far different from the skank, he had no sign on makeup on his face and his hair was styled and had no trace of pink dye in it,except a natural chestnut color, and his eyes were a color of cerulean blue, a thing Blaine never noticed before because Kurt wears all the liner, but not in that picture, he was smiling, a genuine smile not a fake, sexy, smile he does now.

He looked different, and… beautiful.

Blaine stood there in shock, as he thought that Kurt wasn't the only one wearing a mask to hide himself from the world, he and Kurt were very much alike… and now he realized that how much he must have hurt Kurt for what he said.

He knew how it felt to hear things that make you feel like shit, and he just made Kurt feel that way without having any idea that what Kurt was now, inside somewhere was a beautiful porcelain boy, wearing a silk scarf and his bright blue eyes smiling as he laughed with his friends in glee club.

He needed to find out more about this, he didn't know why he wanted to know what happened here and how did that boy in the picture became the school slut, this wasn't like him, Blaine didn't care about anyone but himself, but why Kurt?

Looks like he would have to wait and find out about this himself.


A/N: sooooooooooo… don't know what to say *shrugs* ALSO I LOVE FINN! For me he's like a protective loving brother for Kurt! And I just love him! I miss Cory =(

THANKS a bunch to my Best Friend Kate ;)! I seriously don't know what I'd do without you!

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"I'm auditioning for glee club today"

"The fuck I care, go and find someone and leave me alone"

"Come to my audition"