Juggling two stories isn't as difficult as I thought it was going to be...Anyways, enjoy!
Kurt doesn't see Blaine at their next Chemistry class. Or the next day, or the day after that, and so on. It's almost been a week and Kurt almost doesn't believe things happened in his kitchen before he remembers that he has the other male's jacket in his closet. And by no means did Kurt fall asleep that night smelling it, trying to remember Blaine's odd mixture of stale cigarettes and cheap cologne with a hint of rain. He sighs as Mercedes tells him the horridness of Rachel's outfit of the day before there's a strong but gentle tap on his shoulder. He turns around, half hoping to see the dark boy but instead meeting eyes with the new kid in school. All Kurt knows was he transferred from some fancy private school and his name starts with a s.
"Hello?"
"Hi, I'm Sebastian. You're Kurt Hummel yes?" Kurt simply nods, somewhat lost in the boy's odd colored eyes. Sebastian chuckles slightly before holding his hand out for Kurt's. "Kurt Hummel, I was wondering if you'd like to go out on a date with me? We could go anywhere you would like."
"Uh, Sebastian, can I get back to you on that?" Kurt watches Sebastian's kind smile slightly falter before the other male just nods, shifting from foot to foot. "I'm sorry."
"No it's fine. I was just under the impression that you aren't seeing anyone. Guess I was wrong."
"No! I'm…not. I just need to think about it that's all." Kurt gives Sebastian a smile as the other male's smile grows.
"You can have all the time in the world to think. See you later, Kurt Hummel." Kurt just waves goodbye as Sebastian walks away. There's a strong arm gripping his wrist and he's being dragged backwards. He blinks, noticing the tiles on the wall before realizing he's in the boy's bathroom. He turns around to see who dragged him in to come face to face with the male he hasn't seen in almost a week.
"You can't go out with him." Kurt opens his mouth to speak but stops when Blaine blurts out those words. Blaine's not even looking at Kurt, he's staring past him.
"Excuse you?" Kurt finally speaks up, staring Blaine straight into the eyes. Blaine keeps looking away, trying to hide as Kurt steps closer to him. "Last I checked, I was single, and I could date anyone I wanted to date."
"He's bad news."
"So are you." Kurt spits back, watching Blaine tense at his words.
"I've been protecting you, how the fuck am I bad news?" Blaine wants to smack his head against the wall. He wants to get out of here, get away from Kurt before he spills his whole reason of being at this stupid school. Kurt looks like he's trying to fully understand what is going on as Blaine tries to just slip past Kurt. Kurt reaches out there, gripping Blaine's wrist.
"You better start explaining yourself."
"Go to the fair with me this weekend and I will." Kurt drops Blaine's wrist like he's being set on fire for just touching his skin.
"Wait, did you tell me he's a bad kid and whatnot so you could ask me out? Really Blaine, that's bull." Kurt rolls his eyes, waiting for Blaine to answer him. Blaine simply shrugs, getting his wrist away from Kurt.
"Go with me and then you can date whoever ok?" Blaine locks eyes with Kurt and smiles when Kurt finally starts to nod his head yes.
"You blew off Sebastian for Blaine?" Mercedes yells over the loud music coming from the stage nearby where a talent competition for little kids is happening. Kurt gives her a look before pulling his phone out of his pocket to check the time.
"I'll give him ten more minutes before I call Sebastian to meet us here. Maybe there's a cute cowboy near the animals we can hook for you." Kurt winks, receiving an eye roll from Mercedes. Kurt begins to slip his phone back in his pocket when it buzzes, alerting him that he has a text message. He unlocks his phone, opening the message.
Turn around.
Kurt raises an eyebrow before looking over his shoulder slowly. In the shadows behind the stage area, leaning against a random tree, is Blaine. Kurt can see his smirk from where he is standing with Mercedes. He nudges the girl with his elbow, tilting his head towards where Blaine is standing.
"Yeah, I know. The little girl is really bad. Is Blaine's ten minutes up?"
"No, behind the stage Mercedes! He's against…he's gone." Kurt looks around, spinning in a complete circle before looking back to Mercedes. Except, the slightly shorter female in neon is gone. A short boy in dark clothing has taken her place, curls slipping out from his beanie.
"Hi Kurt." Kurt jumps before cursing under his breath. Blaine chuckles, tugging his beanie down a bit before wrapping his fingers around Kurt's tiny wrist, tugging him in the direction of bright lights and tall rides.
"Blaine! Slow down! I'm getting dusty damnit." Kurt hears Blaine's laugh before Blaine comes to a stop, standing in line to buy ride tickets.
"Hummel, it's a fair. You're going to get dusty and dirty. You're going to eat more than you should and probably loose at every game around here. Deal with it and stop bitching."
"I should have came with Sebastian." The grip on Kurt's wrist tightens at the mention of the other male's name. Kurt still hasn't figured out why Blaine hates the other male. The only thing Kurt can think of is Blaine might possibly like him and is jealous. Kurt gags slightly at the thought that the dark and mysterious male could even have feelings for anyone in a romantic sense.
"Two wristbands." Blaine's voice sounds rough and harsh. The grip on Kurt's wrist keeps tightening, like if Blaine even loosens his grip, Kurt will take off running.
"Blaine, I'm not going anywhere. Can you please loosen your grip? I can barely feel my wrist." Kurt whispers as Blaine turns around slowly. He won't meet Kurt's eyes as he slides his hand down to hold Kurt's hand more than his wrist. Kurt watches Blaine quickly place a neon yellow paper wristband around his wrist before letting go of Kurt completely. He watches Blaine place his on quickly before walking a little off to the side to be out of the way of the ticket booth. Kurt follows of course, trying to get a glimpse of Blaine's face.
"Sorry." Blaine mutters, staring intently at his boots. Kurt smiles softly to himself before grabbing one of Blaine's hands.
"Sorry I'm a bitch. I kind of owe you for saving me from Karofsky that day so come on, lets go on a ride or something so you get your 40 bucks worth." Kurt waits for Blaine to move or speak and gasps when Blaine looks up, eyes finally meeting. In the bright colorful lights, Blaine's eyes are stunning. Kurt notes that every time before, his eyes where slightly hazel but mostly black. Now, there's not one hint of black, just pure shades of brown.
"What? Something on my face or some shit?" Blaine blinks, his hands running over his face to see if he can feel anything. He can see the blush growing on Kurt's face before Kurt grabs one of his hands.
"No, lets just go alright." Kurt gives Blaine a small smile and Blaine just feels guilty as he smiles back.
"Where is he?"
"Bathroom. He felt kind of queasy after the zipper." Blaine points somewhere behind him before grabbing the collar of Nick's jacket, pulling the male back in front of him. "No, leave him alone."
"Are you going to shove him off the ferris wheel or something? Because I want to be around-" Jeff stops speaking as Blaine glares at him, pulling a cigarette package out of his pocket. He places the cig up to his mouth, searching for a lighter in his other pocket before the cigarette is plucked from his mouth.
"I am not dying early because of second hand smoke Anderson." Kurt shoves the cigarette in Blaine's jacket pocket before glancing around. "Where'd your friends go?"
"Uh, probably to eat. Do you want to eat or go on another ride?" Blaine watches as Kurt just about collapses on to Blaine as he leans next to him.
"Can we wait a little while longer before another ride? That last one I think almost killed me." Kurt feels Blaine flinch next to him. He looks up, noticing the black color starting to creep into Blaine's eyes, but then the other male blinks, the black erasing as his eyes go back to that lighter brown color again. "Your eyes are weird."
"You're weird." Blaine smiles as looks over at Kurt, watching Kurt smile shyly back. Blaine swallows quickly, looking away from Kurt as he feels things that he shouldn't be feeling for a boy that he has to sadly kill. The more time Blaine finds himself around the boy, the more that he can't go through with what he said he was going to do. He's looking down one of the walk ways when he sees them. Jeff and Nick are being hassled by someone and the second he sees the dirty blonde hair, he tenses, and pushes himself off the wall.
"Blaine? You ok?" Kurt watches as Blaine stands up straight, glancing around for something or someone. Kurt sighs, pushing himself away from the wall to stand properly.
"I…Kurt Hummel, I have a lot to explain to you. A lot that you will not understand probably and you'll think I'm insane. But we have to go." Blaine watches Kurt raise an eyebrow, giving his typical bitch stare but Blaine just rolls his eyes, hand reaching out for Kurt. "Kurt we don't have much time."
"What about Mercedes? And are we taking my car? Because I drove her here." Kurt watches Blaine before Blaine looks him in the eyes, the black seeping in again. Kurt blinks and Blaine's directly in front of him, close enough to kiss him.
"Mercedes took your car, remember? I'm taking you home. Now come on Kurt, its late. Don't want your dad mad right?" Blaine watches Kurt nod, grabbing Blaine's hand. Blaine hates himself as he takes off running to the entrance of the fair, pulling Kurt along. He hates that he had to use that /power/ over Kurt but he knew the other male wouldn't come with him willingly. Blaine runs out to the parking area, running down the middle isle till he stops at his bike, hand reaching to put a helmet on Kurt's head.
"Oh hell no. I'm not messing up my hair." Kurt pushes the helmet away, crossing his arms across his chest. Blaine groans, shoving the helmet down on Kurt's head anyway, not in the mood to argue. He sits, tapping the area behind him on the bike for Kurt to sit. Kurt huffs, sitting on the back of the bike before he hears Blaine laugh.
"If you want more than your hair messed up, you can sit like that. I'd advise you to wrap your arms around me though, for safety." Blaine smirks, listening to Kurt moan about something before the slimmer male's arms are around his waist. Blaine smiles as he feels the other male's weight pressing on his back, wishing that it could be a daily thing before shaking his head, riding himself of that thought. He starts the bike, zooming off the second he has a chance to get Kurt away from the fair, hoping Jeremiah isn't following him.