Dapper Prince

Chapter 4

I know the last chapter was short. Hopefully another post will make y'all happy! And, I re-wrote this chapter to try out something new. I've had a few reviewers suggest 3rd person, and I'll admit this may not be the best chapter. But, I gave third person a shot! Tell me what you think! But, please be kind! I take constructive criticism quite well, just nothing nasty!

The Dalton Warblers were excited about their win at Sectionals. Tie or not they were moving forward. The charter bus was bursting with energy. Boys were grouped in clusters discussing plans for parties when they got back to school.

A certain curly haired Warbler could be found sitting with his two friends. Blaine wished that his phone would ring. He truly hoped that he would hear from Kurt. He was certain that they had achieved some sort of connection.

"You know Blaine staring at the phone won't make it ring any faster", David stated with a smirk.

Blaine sighs, and lifts his gaze from his phone to his two best friends. "Your right, I just wish he would call! I had a connection with him right?"

David was tired; his two friends were convinced they had met the loves of their lives. One of them frantically searching through Facebook for a girl, the other moping over a boy who hadn't called. His friends were lucky he was so settled or no one would be there to ground these two cupid struck fools. "Alright, that's enough! Blaine give me the phone! When and if he calls I will hand it to you. Wes, friend request the crazy chick and then I want your phone too! Now!"

Both of his friends quickly obeyed his commands, although neither was happy about it. "Ok, now that you are both more focused lets talk about how we can celebrate!"

"Personally I think we should do it Hogwarts style. We raid the kitchen, although I don't have an invisibility cloak. Then we have a party in the Warbler's practice room!" Blaine replied enthusiastically. Blaine thought it was a great idea, although from the looks he was receiving he probably should have left the Harry Potter references out.

"You know Blaine, just because we go to a private school, wear uniforms, and board there, does not mean we live at Hogwarts! Personally I think it would be more responsible to respect curfew and plan a team activity for next weekend" , Wes responded. Wes didn't understand why everyone thought a party was a good idea. Sure it would be fun, but it would also get them in trouble. He hated having to always be a downer, but he also knew with or without him they would have a party.

The three boys discussion was brought to a sudden hault by the buzzing of a phone. Blaine jumped up from his seat, arm extended towards David. David simply rolled his eyes and handed Blaine his phone. David turned to Wes to continue their conversation, knowing they had probably lost Blaine for the remainder of the ride.

Blaine gazed at his phone, smiling to himself at the text he had received.

Hi, you were amazing!

Blaine chuckled at the phone. He couldn't believe how cute this boy was. Texting him, without telling him who he was. Might as well mess with him a little.

Blaine continued his conversation text messages buzzing back and forth. Slight flirting occurring. Until… it stopped. "Guys, what do you think it means if you double compliment someone and they stop texting you?"

"I think it means you are at risk of me confiscating your phone again!" David said looking at Blaine with humor written all over his face.

"Well I think it means that they probably pulled into their school like we just did. And, are most likely driving home or celebrating", Wes stated.

The charter bus pulled into Dalton and no sooner is it parked then a stream of excited boys pour out. The excitement is clear in the air. The Warblers all make their way back to their practice room, splitting into groups to grab supplies for the impromptu party. Blaine, David, and Wes head for the kitchen.

"I think I will text him just to make sure he's ok. You don't think I offended him?" Blaine stated looking at his friends slightly worried.

"I think that you and party pooper are going to drive me crazy! But, yes text him. Once, Blaine, once!" David said.

"I'm not a party pooper. And, I agree with David. One text, don't want him to get creeped out." Wes replied.

The three boys reached the door to the kitchen. After entering the kitchen each boy went started their individual tasks of gathering food and drinks. Piling up as much as their arms could carry, they turned to exit the kitchen. A cellphone ringtone cut through the air.

Blaine scrambled to place his treasured armload onto a counter. Then reached for his phone, "Guys its Kurt"

"ANSWER IT" replied Wes and David in unison. Both boys started at their friend expectantly.

Blaine answered the phone with a questioning "Kurt?" He was met with an eerie silence.

"Kurt are you ok?" The next sound to reach Blaine's ear brought a look of terror to his face, and a chill to his heart.

"He kissed me!" Kurt sobbed into the phone.

Blaine was grasping to remain calm. Easier said then done with two friends staring at you with concern, and a boy sobbing into your ear. "Kurt, calm down and talk to me." Blaine wanted to ask who kissed him, but he knew he needed to leave the room. Giving a nod he signaled with his free hand that he would be outside for a moment. With that he walked outside of the kitchen. Standing in the hallway he asked the question he wanted to before, already knowing the answer.

"Who kissed you?"

His question was answered with the expected response "Karofsky, the… the guy… the guy from earlier." Kurt cried into the phone.

Blaine was struck with a sudden thought, was Kurt safe? If that bully from earlier kissed him, was Kurt safe wherever he was. "Kurt where are you? Is he gone? Do you need me to come get you?" Blaine fired an overwhelming amount of questions in a short period of time. Feeling a sudden urge to jump in his car and race to the other boy's side.

"No, Blaine. I'm safe my Dad is coming…" Kurt trailed off. He was still upset, but Blaine's protective tone had him flattered that anyone could get that worked up over him. Anyone who wasn't family that is.

Blaine let loose a breath he didn't know he was holding at Kurt's reply. Knowing the boy on the line was upset and his previous tone probably hadn't helped the situation he tried to soothe him. "How about we meet up tomorrow? For Coffee? Then you can tell me the whole story. Right now I just want you to take a deep breath. Then you are going to brag about kicking my ass vocally!"

Kurt amused by Blaine's antics, chuckled into the phone lightly.

Blaine took the laugh as encouragement and continued, "You were magnificent Kurt."

Kurt too shocked by the honesty he heard in Blaine's voice replied only with a simple, "thanks."

Blaine smiled at the fact that the boy on the phone was now slightly calm. "No problem, Kurt. So what is the closest coffee shop to you?"

Kurt hesitated not wanting to make Blaine drive out of his way for him. But he knew Blaine was waiting for his response so he replied, "The Lima Bean, but you don't…"

Blaine interrupted sensing the other boy's hesitation. He thought it was endearing that the boy could be so aware of others even when he was so shaken up. "I want to! I'll meet you there 11am tomorrow. I want you to call me if you need anything else before then. Got that?"

Kurt was so touched by Blaine's response how could anyone be this nice? The door to the office opened and Mr. Shue peeked in, "Kurt you might want to wrap the phone call. Your dad is coming down the hallway." Then the door clicked closed again. Turning back to his phone Kurt said, "11am is good. Thank you, Blaine. My Dad is here though so I have to go."

Blaine knew Kurt had to go, and he knew Kurt would be safe with his father. But, Blaine still had to say, "Text me when you get home safe"

"I will", was Kurt's reply.

Blaine stood in the hallway for a while. Frozen. He was internally fighting a battle on whether to be worried for the boy who had begun to consume his thoughts, or to be enraged with the bully who dare kiss the boy.

The door to kitchen slowly opened and Wes and David knew from the look on their friend's face that they would not be attending a party tonight. Both boys took Blaine from either side and guided him down the hallway. Snacks abandoned on the kitchen counters.

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