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Chapter 3
Twenty four hours ago, Kurt would never have suspected that he would be nervously pacing in front of a patient's door in the hospital. It was ten in the morning and Kurt was feeling knots in his stomach. What if Maya was just being nice and actually did not want Blaine in there?
"Oh hello there Kurt!" Maya said as she opened the door open. She seemed much better than she was from last night and he handed her the coffee he was holding in his left hand.
"I didn't know if you were a big coffee drinker, but I decided you'd need it after last night," he explained. She took it from him and took a sip and smiled. "How is he doing? How are you doing?" he asked her. Maya looked at Kurt, picking up that he seemed sort of out of place.
"I'm fine, honestly Kurt. Just a little tired, but this coffee should help me," she told him, while raising the coffee, "as for Blaine, why don't you see for yourself? He is up." Kurt adjusted the bag he had slung over his right arm as he took a deep breath.
"Are you sure? I mean, will he even want to see me?" Kurt questioned hesitantly. Maya just let out a small laugh.
"I think the question is do you want to see him? You seem so nervous and jumpy Kurt. You know you don't have to be-" Maya started. Kurt quickly shook his head.
"Oh no Maya, I do want to be here. I feel like this is particularly my fault, plus I want to meet my hero," Kurt told her with a smile. Maya smiled back as she turned the knob to the door.
"Blaine, you have a visitor!" Maya said, poking her head through the door. She opened the door wider to reveal Kurt to his hero for the first time. Kurt looked at Blaine from afar, noticing that he wasn't hooked up to as many machines as he has been.
"You must be Kurt. Maya has told me a lot about you," he said smoothly to Kurt. There was an awkward silence in the hospital room, that was interrupted by Maya's phone.
"Oh sorry guys, Rhyan is calling. Will you two be fine if I leave you alone?" Maya asked. She didn't wait for a response as she already accepted the call and walked out of the room.
"Kurt, you can sit down over here. I'm not contagious or going to bite you," Blaine said with a slight chuckle. Kurt obeyed as he slowly made his way to the chair was next to Blaine's bed.
The first thing he noticed about Blaine was his gorgeous brown eyes. He felt his heart slightly drop as he noticed them. He did look tired, but the rich color of them made up for that factor. Kurt needed to snap out of it though, because he was afraid of scaring this boy. He looked at his bag and placed it on the floor next to him, just as a magazine fell out.
"Hey, is that the latest Vogue magazine?" Blaine asked. Kurt felt his cheeks turn bright pink as he picked up the magazine. So his hero already discovered that his pleasure was reading Vogue magazines. That's so gay, Kurt thought.
"Yeah. I mean, it's not very good though. Why would they ruin an outstanding magazine with putting Kristen Stewart on the front? She always looks so, so... mad," Kurt started. He stopped himself there, mentally kicking himself in the leg. Why would he start talking about a high fashion magazine to this masculine male who saved his life?
"Oh I completely agree! She bores me to death," Blaine started. He kept his glare on the magazine Kurt was holding. "Do you mind if I read it though? Vogue is my favourite magazine," Blaine admitted. Kurt could feel the corner of his lips twitch, wanting to form in to a smirk. He nodded as he handed Blaine the magazine and watched him as he started to flip through pages. Kurt could not stop staring at Blaine's eyes and he seemed to catch on. Blaine looked at Kurt and locked eyes with him. Kurt turned bright red as he looked away.
"So, how are you feeling?" Kurt asked, changing the subject. Blaine went back to flipping through a few pages, before he closed the magazine.
"I won't lie, I am pretty sore, but I'm just happy to be alive and also that you are unharmed," Blaine told Kurt. Confusion was bubbling in Kurt and there were so many questions going around. Blaine seemed sincere and not mocking when he said he hoped Kurt was fine and he also claims that he read Vogue? He couldn't be gay, could he?
"Why did you help me last night?" Kurt asked Blaine, looking directly at him. Blaine looked down at his hands and gave a nervous laugh as he looked back up.
"Kurt, I cannot stand seeing people being picked on because they're different. I know how much it hurts for a group of people to verbally or physically attack you and all you feel like is a deer frozen in headlights," Blaine began. "I have had my fair share of bullying. I heard that you're a singer in your school glee club?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded and Blaine smiled, looking up at Kurt. "I have always had a passion for singing. At Dalton Academy, I love singing with our glee club, known as the Warblers. It is an incredible feeling to sing with them, but it hasn't always been like that. At my old school, we didn't even have such a club. I would do little singing jobs to make money and I was picked on for that."
"Wow, I'm sorry," Kurt apologized. Blaine shook his head.
"Why? You did nothing wrong. I do not regret anything that happened last night, I have to tell you that and you have to believe it. My sister told me you were being hard on yourself, but don't be."
At this point, Blaine was staring directly at Kurt, who seemed to be having a hard time comprehending everything Blaine was saying. "Can I ask you a question? I mean, it may come out offensive, but it relates to why last night-" Kurt began, stumbling on words. Blaine took him out of his misery and cut in.
"You want to know why I helped someone who was having homosexual slurs dished to them?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded. "Kurt, I have ran from my problems in the past. I felt that for once I needed to step out of shell and help someone in need. I know that if someone was calling me the words they were calling you last night, I would wish for someone to help me," Blaine explained. Kurt nodded, not completely satisfied with the answer.
"Are you gay?" Kurt blurted out. He immediately regretted those words leaving his mouth, but he was so curious and frustrated trying to read Blaine. He looked at Blaine and was ready to apologize when Blaine started to chuckle softly.
"Yes, I am and don't apologize for asking that question," Blaine reassured Kurt. He couldn't stop himself from a little smirk, but turned away hoping that Blaine wouldn't notice.
What Kurt didn't know is that he was bad with hiding his emotions and that Blaine did see the smirk that grew on his face.
