Sorry if it seems like I'm rushing this but each review motivates me to upload haha, I'm just chopping the story into chapters.
Kurt had a problem.
He was really happy that Blaine had tried to help him but how would he put the money back into his dads safe without an explanation? What would he say?
*Facebook chat with Blaine Anderson*
Kurt: "how do I put the money back into my dad's safe with no problems? He's gonna be suspicious! ...but thank you." Kurt waited for an answer. He held the box just starring at the money inside.
"What's that?"
Kurt nearly dropped the box and his phone at the sound of his dad's voice. He froze just holding the box still as his dad moved closer to him and saw the bundle of money. "I um," Kurt closed his eyes and gulped trying to think of an excuse so he thought he'd just tell the truth, "it was on the doorstep, just sitting there in this box." Kurt discretely slipped the 'check your Facebook' note into his pocket and passed his dad the money in the box.
"The only reason someone would do this is because they feel guilty.."
"Or just generous." Kurt said with hope.
"No one is generous in this day and age." Burt walked off and made a call.
Kurt just watched feeling nervous. He checked his Facebook once again to see if Blaine had replied in the mean time.
"I'm sure you'll think of something, Hummel." Kurt read the message and didn't reply at first. As he'd read the message, he realised that that his dad was on the phone to the police. The same police woman that was at the house yesterday who told the family to ring if they had any problems.
Kurt quickly typed, "too late. My dad is calling the police. He found me with the money."
"It's a good job that I didn't handle the box or money without two pairs of gloves on then isn't it." Kurt could see Blaine's smug face with that comment but Blaine must know a lot about crime and how to avoid police.
"Phew, certainly is." Blaine then went offline.
The police woman did tests on the box and the money, she did swabs on them for DNA to make sure they didn't match any of the criminals they had dealt with before and all ready in the records, they also kept the swabs incase they got any connections.
Kurt spent the day in his room doing assignments and watching the music channel. He needed something in the background. He later needed a distraction also. He walked down to the kitchen and poured himself some water, his phone then vibrated in his pocket.
His Facebook had a message from Blaine, "are you busy?"
Kurt: "I'm doing homework, why?"
Blaine: "you said I need to make friends, I'm trying... I trust you not to say anything about me to anyone so I would trust you as a friend if you'd accept."
Kurt: "yeah, I accept."
Blaine: "coolio. Is there anywhere I could meet you that is relatively private?"
Kurt: "my dad is out.. You could come here."
Blaine: "I can't, if anything else happens with the gang, it could be risky if I'm caught."
Kurt: "okay... How about I come meet you somewhere in the car and we drive to somewhere private and have a walk?" Kurt had all ready started getting ready.
Blaine: "okay, yeah, sounds good. How about I meet you in thirty minutes on the corner near your school? There's no one around there at weekends."
Kurt: "okay, see you soon."
*blaine is now offline*
After Kurt had took ages to pick out skinny jeans, converse and a white and grey patterned shirt, he set off and felt excited. He just didn't understand why he had bonded with this messed up criminal kid. As he pulled into the street of his school, he saw Blaine in deep conversation with a man around the same height as himself. His build was a little bigger and he seemed older but the conversation was definitely private. Kurt realised and parked across the road and waited till the man had walked away. Blaine must have realised because he came running over immediately. He opened the door and climbed in the car, "hey, sorry about that."
Kurt started to drive as Blaine clipped in his seatbelt. "Who was he?"
Blaine relaxed and sat back, "Being totally honest, I couldn't tell you his name because I've forgotten it but I used to be a drug dealer and he was a contact of mine. He was only seeing what happened to me so I explained." Kurt felt a little happier with Blaine's answer, at least he wasn't scared to share things with him.
"Is there anything you haven't done?" Kurt laughed.
Blaine smirked, "oh I'd say it was a balance between things I've done and things I've not done but I just happen to get caught doing the bad stuff."
"Well, maybe you should stop." Kurt raised an eyebrow.
Blaine looked down then out of the window, he avoided eye contact and changed the subject, "so where are we going?"
Kurt didn't want to push Blaine into anything so he went with the conversation, "I'm gonna pull up into that small parking lot and then there's a pathway into a country park, we could walk through there, get an ice cream and then sit on the picnic tables maybe?" Kurt parked up.
"Oh yeah, I remember this place," Blaine look around, "I remember coming here when I was little." Kurt remembered the photo he saw on Blaine's Facebook, what if this brought back bad memories or something?
"So is this okay?"
"It's awesome, let's go."
He got out of the car and waited for Kurt to walk first. As Kurt locked the car and walked round and in direction of the entrance, Blaine followed and he kept an eye on his surroundings, Kurt was two steps behind Blaine on the way in so he checked out Blaine's outfit. When they had previously seen each other on the nights Blaine had been robbing and breaking into places, Blaine was wearing a black leather jacket, a black shirt with a pocket in the top left corner and black skinny jeans, now he looked a lot more casual, his hair was still curly and loose but he was wearing blue converse, jeans and a stripy shirt, he was carrying a hoodie too. They entered the park and it was bright, refreshing and only a few families could be seen.
The pair looked around but continued to walk. "How about, we go for ice cream first, go find a nice spot, sit down and then talk? Or relax.. It's up to you obviously." Kurt checked he had his wallet.
"Yeah that's fine, what do you want? I'll get these." Blaine reached for his pocket.
"You don't have to do that, I have money." Kurt smiled.
"But after my gang robbing your dad's shop, you don't have a lot." Blaine pulled a note out. "I insist."
"Okay." They went and bought two ice cream cones and went and found a private space to sit down.
"You not think it's a little warm for March?"
Kurt asked. "Yeah, maybe it's a sign for a good summer?" Blaine questioned.
"Or this warm weather is coming too early." Kurt had a taste of his ice cream and smiled as he remembered his mom buying one for him when he was about five.
"Either way, it's a beautiful day." Blaine licked his his ice cream and smiled.
"It is.. Anyway, what do you wanna talk about?" Blaine licked his lips and looked up, "I actually wanted to know how you found me on Facebook. Did you go home and search for me all night?" He laughed.
"Actually, it didn't take long," Kurt looked confident, "you are friends with Noah Puckerman.. He's the biggest badass in my school."
"I've heard of him, I only requested him because I thought I had a fight with him but it wasn't him." Blaine finished his ice cream and relaxed.
"Ahh... Okay.. So why are you in this gang and act such a dick when you can sit and be completely open and honest with me?"
Blaine sighed, "to be honest, I don't know. I wish I never got involved in anything. But I'll explain if you've got time.."
Kurt laughed, "of course I've got time."
"Okay, so, I tried getting into Dalton Academy to get my life on track but I had a visitor the whole time following me named Sebastian. As soon as my interview was over, he snapped me up and said I had no chances of getting into the school but every chance of getting into the gang so I fucking listened like an idiot and since then, he's found everything he could out about me so he knows what he can hold against me.. I got caught for doing shit a lot of times but can never tell the police about the gang because they will kill me. Literally. I wish I could drop out. And by the way, your school sucks." Blaine looked down and grinned.
"Excuse me, don't give me your life story then randomly call me school." Kurt laughed. "But why?"
"I walked in yesterday for my public service session and I forgot my ID card so I couldn't get in! They made me pay to get in." Blaine scoffed.
"You didn't forget it." Kurt began searching his pocket.
"Excuse me?" Blaine looked confused. Kurt threw the card in his direction, Blaine caught it and studied it then looked up at Kurt in confusion once again.
"You dropped it the night you met me and I picked it up." Kurt smiled.
"So this is how you found my Facebook!" Blaine smiled wide.
"Maybe." Kurt blushed furiously.
"Well thank you for returning this to me." Blaine smiled. "You got anything you wanna tell me?" Blaine put away his ID.
"Well I live with dad, step brother and step mother." Kurt explained.
"What about your mom?" Blaine asked.
"She passed away when I was six." Kurt finished his ice cream and smiled.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Kurt!"
"Don't be. It's fine." The awkward moment passed and Kurt broke the silence, "so when do you need to go?"
"Why don't we set off walking back now?" Blaine stood up.
"Yeah okay," Kurt followed then asked, "what about your family, Blaine?"
Blaine looked at the ground and kicked stones as he walked. "Only my mom is alive. When my mom took me to karate training one night, my little brother and my dad went for a drive and the car set on fire.. They died and my mom kicked me out when I was fourteen for causing so much trouble." Blaine looked up and shrugged.
"Blaine that's awful." Blaine smiled, "but like you said to me, it's fine. Life goes on, right?"
Kurt hummed in response and couldn't help feel shocked and upset with what he had just heard. This explained the Facebook post that Kurt saw. The pair got back to the car and drove home. Kurt went home and Blaine went to see some members of the gang and sat and had a beer with them.
As he sipped his beer, Sebastian shouted him. He walked over and followed the taller teen. "What's up?" Blaine asked.
Sebastian took Blaine somewhere private. "I want the name of the kid that you were with at the park."
Blaine nearly choked on his beer, "how do you even know I was there."
Sebastian laughed and looked as cocky as he possibly could, "I have a job at the cafe on the park, I saw you. You looked friendly."
"He's someone I met a few weeks back, why should it matter?" Blaine felt pissed off.
"Everything matters with this gang. Now tell me his name."
"Why can't I have friends? It's not like I can quit this gang so just let me have friends." Blaine put down his beer.
"Name." Sebastian looked smug.
"David." Blaine played the ass hole at his own game.
"You're lying."
"How would you even know?" Blaine got more angry.
"This is the deal. You have to lead us to this guys house and rob it with us or you get kicked out and I'll make your life hell."
"No way!"
"Then get out! But don't expect me to just let you off with this." Sebastian smiled.
"You piss me off so much. And who are you to say all this, you're not Jo."
Sebastian stepped closer, "but I am Jo's assistant meaning I can make these decisions."
Blaine rolled his eyes and sighed, "make a deal with me then. I help you rob this house then I quit the gang." Blaine had is hands on his hips.
"Fine." Sebastian held out his hand to shake.
"Fine." They shook hands and Blaine went home worried as hell. He lay in his bed looking up and wondering what he could do. He would have to do this but he didn't trust Sebastian to stick to his promise. The gang would also have questions about how they knew each other when the tyre shop they just robbed is next to Kurt's house. Blaine would figure it all out eventually, he just needed some sleep first.
Blaine woke up feeling even worse, he knew he'd have to break into Kurt's house. Kurt woke up feeling happy and refreshed. He'd made a new friend in Blaine.
Blaine messaged Kurt on Facebook that morning.
Blaine: "hey, do me a favour and go out with your family tonight. Do something that I can't, please."
Kurt: "well that's really emotional.. But okay.."
Blaine: "thank you."
Kurt persuaded his dad that all the family go to a nice restaurant around twenty minutes away. As they settled down and started eating, the gang broke into Kurt's house through the back window.
Blaine immediately searched for Kurt's room. He found the door and when nobody was looking, he went into the room, locked the door and looked around. He looked at the music and broadway posters and looked at the pictures on the wall. This house was really nice and he hated what was going on upstairs. After he'd finished looking, he went upstairs and checked out what was going on.
The gang members had started escaping so Blaine followed out of the back window. "Sebastian!" Blaine shouted. Sebastian turned round and Blaine ran over.
"So is that me done?" He asked.
"I'll speak to Jo. Go home. We didn't find anything worth taking by the way so that was a waste of time, don't get your hopes up."
The gang carried on walking. Blaine went back into house without anyone seeing and tidied up. He picked everything up, surprisingly, nothing was smashed and nothing was broken, just out of place. The only problem Blaine had was the door, Sebastian had picked the door open. Fortunately, it wasn't obvious and it wasn't like it couldn't be fixed. Blaine tried to fix it best he could and then he walked out and sat at the back window outside and waited for Kurt to get home.
As the family walked in and started laughing and talking, Blaine inboxed Kurt on Facebook, "come to your back yard." Five minutes later, the back door clicked and Kurt came outside. He shut the door and made Blaine come round the corner out of sight. "I offered to take the rubbish to the bin. Be quick." Kurt said to the curly headed, leather jacket wearing kid.
"Listen, Sebastian that I told you about saw us today, he agreed that he would talk to the gang leader about me leaving the gang if I robbed your house with everyone tonight, so we came here, they couldn't find anything and they walked out, I promise they didn't take anything! But they broke the back door. Could you say you accidentally did it or something?" Blaine rushed the whole story.
"You broke in?!" Kurt dumped the rubbish and looked shocked.
"I'm so sorry, but I could be free now!" Blaine explained.
"Just go home." Kurt turned around and went to walk in but a hand grabbed him back.
"I truly am sorry. Your room is awesome by the way, your whole house is, I love it. Facebook message me so we can hang out. You've helped me change so far so I need people like you in my life." Blaine smiled.
"Okay, but I have to get back inside. I'll message you tomorrow." Kurt walked into the house and Blaine walked home.