Chapter 4
So babycakes you free tomorrow?
No
Playing hard to get? I like a challenge.
No, I'm not playing ANYTHING, I'm in the middle of class, and tomorrow I'll be in the middle of class, Anderson I'm not a free bird like you. What kind of name is the Warblers anyway?
You could be :) And it's our Top Rocker!
No I couldn't... Top rocker?
Nickname for bikies. Awww...please? One day? It's not like there isn't anything you can learn in school that you can't learn outside...
I just want to see you.
If I leave 15 minutes earlier than usual tomorrow to hang out with you, will you let me finish this class so I can graduate?
Text me which class tomorrow, and I'll meet you outside babycakes xx enjoy boring education
Kurt didn't answer as he was too busy grinning like an idiot, he hadn't wanted to make his crush obvious to Blaine in case the boy took advantage of him, because from past events he knew Blaine was very good at that, however as he was thinking about what they would be doing tomorrow, and how to tell his dad he was taken hostage by Mercedes and Rachel by the arm, Tina met with them halfway to the choir room, and they plopped him down on a chair frowning at him.
"What can I do for you ladies?" He asked innocently.
"Stay away from that Anderson kid," Mercedes said firstly. Kurt frowned.
"You want me to what?"
"Look Kurt, we don't want to be a buzzkill but you need to stay away from the boy who came in here last week, Kurt he's bad news!" Rachel added with Tina nodding.
"You guys don't even know him,"
"We know enough," Tina claimed shoving a newspaper in his lap.
Kurt didn't like where this was going.
He knew Blaine wasn't the hopeless romantic he dreamed of, but he was interested in Kurt, and it was nice.
Nobody had ever been interested in him before.
"Why are you giving me this?" He asked unsure what they were on about, there wasn't a photo of Blaine, but a picture of a place called Westerville which looked like one of those places people got kidnapped in crime movies.
"It says that the Warblers have been seen around the area of Westerville Kurt, they've been quite a destruction and that the leader of the pack is the worst of them all, he's the influencing badass kind of like the guy that tells them what to do and we're guessing that he's the one that likes you, and we just want to make sure your safe Kurt, we know you text him, you haven't been paying attention in class for days now, and he's always hanging around here lately on that bike of his,"
"I appreciate your concern ladies, but he's a really good guy, I know he can be a pain in the ass, but that's because people misunderstand him, he's not perfect, I know that but he's really good to me,"
"We don't want you to get hurt,"
"We're not even dating! Why do you all care all of a sudden, is it because that you're afraid of him? Is it because you don't have enough drama in your own lives so your trying to bring down the only time I'm happy with a boy who happens to a bit of rebel just to get your own satisfaction, may I remind you that Puck used to throw us in dumpsters just weeks ago and suddenly he's in the new directions?"
"He called us losers Kurt! You hang out with us, and we're only telling you this because the Warblers don't even go to school, we read about them, and they've been influenced in an area were drug addicts, prostitutes and Juvie badass's go. Puck even warned us about him! We care about you whether you want to believe it, but if you continue to see him, then we don't want to be a part of it, we don't want to put our own lives in danger, and he is dangerous Kurt, Rachel even witnessed him shoplifting with you and you should know from the way he took advantage of you in the shop that he's no good, do yourself a favor and follow our lead," Tina was very adamant about it, even Mercedes looked like she was in on it and it shocked Kurt.
Kurt gaped at them.
"So your saying if I stay friends with him we're not friends anymore?!"
Rachel looked at him sadly and nodded.
"Well then, I guess we aren't friends," Kurt muttered as he stormed out of the choir room.
"We hope you understand Kurt...we just don't..."
"Just go, and tell Mr Shue I won't be attending glee today," Kurt muttered.
"Kurt...regionals is coming and..."
"I don't care about that right now,"
Their mouths hang open as Kurt walked away.
Sure he loved Glee. He loved fighting for solos, but it was also a place where he could be himself, and right now they weren't letting him do that. If he wanted to hang out with Blaine that is. He needed to see Blaine.
Where are you?
Um...we aren't meeting till tomorrow right? Kind of got stuff to do..
Oh...Okay...I'll see you tomorrow.
What's wrong babycakes?
Nothing's wrong.
Don't give me that bullshit what's wrong?
It's nothing.
Incoming Call...
"You're crying? Damn babycakes are you always emotional?"
"No you moron, only since you arrived".
"Fuck I'm sorry Kurt hold on".
Blaine turned the corner and Kurt was surprised as he handed a rose to Kurt, holding his phone in the other hand as Kurt leaned on the school building.
"Surprise!"
"Blaine!" Kurt called shocked.
Blaine covered his mouth.
"I said not to call me that in public,"
Kurt nodded as Blaine let go.
"What are you doing here!?"
"I was on the way; I figured I'd drop by,"
Kurt blushed as he smiled sniffing the rose.
Blaine frowned as he traced the tears on his cheeks, and then stroked it with his thumb. Kurt's cheeks were going a deep pink. He loved it when Kurt flushed.
"Why were you crying?"
Kurt shrugged.
"It's nothing,"
"Kurt, you know I didn't mean it when I said the thing about the whining right?"
Kurt sighed.
"I know, it's not you, it's...well...my so called friends as you say,"
Blaine looked uncomfortable.
"I already told you I didn't like that term,"
"I know, and I'm starting to see why," Kurt muttered miserably.
"Do you want me to beat the crap out of them?" Blaine offered looking around for them.
Kurt looked horrified.
"No! No of course not, I don't believe in violence, I just thought I knew better,"
Blaine's face softened.
Kurt shrugged as he stared at the ground trying to forget the fact that people won't even care he wouldn't turn up to glee.
Blaine tilted his head up and brought him closer for a kiss.
"Come on sugar, let's get out of this dump,"
Kurt hopped onto Blaine's motorcycle after a couple of seconds of protesting but finally gave in when Blaine flirtatiously smiled at him as he hopped on. Kurt got on without Blaine's help and grinned when Blaine looked back with a surprised look to see him there.
"Well Hummel you do have an art for seduction, I misjudged you,"
"Clearly I'm not the only one who misjudges people," Kurt smirked kissing the back of Blaine's neck on the bike who tried not to shiver in response.
He was right in fighting for this wasn't he?
Kurt held on just a little tighter than necessary, but he needed to know Blaine was there.
"Kurt?"
Kurt knew that Blaine was going to question his actions and he really didn't feel like talking about it.
"Just stop talking and drive Anderson,"
"As you wish," Blaine laughed and instructed Kurt to take a helmet from the back of his bike.
Kurt may be risking himself already by being with this boy, but it didn't mean he had to risk his head receiving an injury as well; no matter how good looking Blaine looked without his own protection.
It turned out to be a really great afternoon.
Even though Blaine didn't want them to be seen in public, he had surprised Kurt by taking him to a coffee shop out of Lima and almost near Westerville which Kurt raised a delicate eyebrow at.
'The Lima Bean'
"What?" Blaine grinned as Kurt placed his order.
"You're buying me coffee?"
"Pie and coffee are as important as petrol, bikies know how to live Hummel,"
"Well I never met a bikie before you," Kurt defended.
Was this a date?
Blaine bought him coffee...
A Bikie Bought Him Coffee.
What kind of Bikie buys someone else coffee?
Blaine looked to Kurt who was twisting his fingers.
"Are you nervous?" He asked.
"I've also never been on a date," He said smiling shyly at Blaine, he had finally convinced himself as they sat down talking with their coffee and Blaine had giving him a look over.
But then Blaine frowned.
"This isn't a date," Blaine clarified which Kurt looked like he'd been stung by a bee.
"Oh…"
Damn it. Why did he have to make that face?
Blaine wanted it to be a date.
This didn't normally happen after only just meeting.
"This was to make you feel better…I didn't want you to feel so bad because of your lousy zero's that you hang out with,"
"It's fine," Kurt brushed it of and then talked asked questions about what it was like to be in a gang.
Blaine knew it was a distraction from humiliation, but didn't say anything about it.
Blaine drove Kurt back right outside his house because he knew Kurt was late and felt to be blamed. If anything Kurt's dad should be angry at him.
His dad would be furious.
Blaine couldn't help but think about Kurt's disappointed face when he said it wasn't a date.
How could someone as beautiful as Kurt not even have a date before?
He dropped the boy of needing to get away as fast as possible. He was feeling things too soon and he hated it.
I'm grounded ~Kurt.
Blaine didn't text back. He didn't bother asking why. He couldn't.
The next day Kurt tried not to think of the day before as he headed to class.
"We heard from a little birdie you were going out with the bikie Anderson," Santana flashed a smile as she put an arm around Kurt on the way and Brittany followed next to her grinning, taking Kurt's 'baby soft hand' and intertwining their fingers.
"What do you want Satan?"
"Oh nothing...just wanted to know if he was as good a kisser as they say?"
"He's so dreamy," Brittany agreed sighing as the cheerios walked him to class.
"I don't kiss and tell,"
"That's what they all say, but I can tell a virgin when I see one, and you reek of it amature, when he's done with you let him know if he decides to turn straight I'm up for a call,"
Kurt ate lunch in the bathroom like always avoiding being seen by bullies or the longing looks from Rachel and Mercedes, but two days later during the middle of the night as he did his homework his phone rang which confused him as nobody called him ever since he hang out with Blaine.
"Hello?"
"Heeeeey seeeexy, whatcha doing?"
"Blaine?"
"I want to make HAPPINESS Kurt! Happiness..."
"Are you drunk?"
"I feel awful ...awful Kurt...like an idiot awful...so very very awful...,"
"I don't understand what you're trying to say…where are you?" Kurt asked knowing for sure that he was drunk.
"Wes! Where the fuck am I?" Kurt held the phone away from the shout.
"Is Wes sober?" Kurt asked.
"I think so! You you're so beautiful babycakes...I don't...*hiccup* wanna...hurt you, so beautiful,"
Kurt's heart skipped a beat, but he ignored it. Blaine was drunk.
He asked Blaine to let him talk to Wes who was on the phone at once.
"Where at Scandals! Anderson felt like shit, he kept going about how he wasn't good enough for you or some crap the last time he dropped you of and how he went too far so he decided to get himself wasted," Wes answered.
Kurt felt his stomach turn.
"Are you sober Wes?"
"Yeah Kurt this is a gay bar, I only came to make sure this creep gets home,"
"Don't call him that," Kurt defended.
"What creep? He's been called worst things then that Porcelain, he's a big boy now but to be honest, the Warblers like you, Blaine's been more himself while you've been around,"
"Then why has he been avoiding me then like the plague?"
"He's messed up! Don't you get it? He feels like shit because he fucking thinks he's ruining your thing with him every time you two hang out, now I know he ain't a freaking saint Kurt but if you want the romance and all the goodie tooshie stuff than leave him be and ignore him. He'll get it over it eventually,"
Well that stung.
"I don't even care about that right now, just promise me he'll get home safe,"
"I ain't promising nothing Hummel, Anderson does what he likes!"
"He's drunk! I'm grounded, so him calling me and sounding like he can't even make a proper speech is what's worrying me Wes, no wonder he doesn't consider you guys as friends if you act like this!"
Wes swore as Blaine hit a table.
"We are his friends Mr know-it-all you don't know how often we saved his ass or put up with his attitude, he doesn't trust no one Porcelain, so don't think you're any different,"
"I don't care if he trusts me or not this isn't about me, just get him home," Kurt hissed as he hang up hoping Blaine would be safe.
Something didn't feel right.