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Chapter Four, 'My Not Date, Date'
We had ended up getting 'Singing in the Rain', a movie that we could both agree was a musical classic. Together we ate pizza and talked about class and an upcoming production he might be auditioning for. Then we started then movie. Apparently Blaine had a really long day because as early as 'You Were Meant For Me' his head was beginning to fall to his chest.
I sat curled up in the corner of the couch and soon found myself watching him more than the movie. The gel in his hair was wearing off so that the ends of it were curling ever so slightly. His arms were crossed over his chest, trying to keep himself warm in his slightly drafty apartment. And his head would bob every couple of minutes-almost, but not quite, waking himself up every time.
By the time 'Broadway Melody' began he was shivering. I looked around and found a blanket at the other end of the couch. I tried to deduce how awkward it would be to reach over him and decided it was worth the risk.
I unfurled myself from my knee to chin position and reached around Blaine with my right arm and found the blanket to be just out of reach. I moved a little more and my left hand grazed his hip as I supported myself in my endeavor. The sudden connection with him made me snatch the blanket and coil back.
I briefly closed my eyes and found it hard to catch my breath. Goodness-it was as if I had just ran a marathon!
"Calm down, Kurt, you are crazy!" I whispered under my breath. All the same I waited until my heart stopped imitating a race car before I put the blanket around him.
His head bobbed then and he groggily lifted it. He blinked as his eyes adjusted to the blaring light from the TV.
I sat still-trying not to look guilty. Good heavens, what was wrong with me?!
He turned his head and saw me and smiled sleepily. He stretched and when he did so he noticed the blanket. He chuckled quietly and then moved closer to me. I held my breath and he leaned against me and rested his head against my shoulder.
"Hey, thanks for the blanket. Do you need anything?"
"You're welcome. No." I squeaked. My face was so warm I bet he could feel the heat radiating off of it onto his head!
"Okay." He yawned and then settled in to watch the rest of the movie. I tried to relax, but it was hard when every muscle was aware of how close he was. Every muscle.
We watched the rest of the movie like that until the end, when Gene Kelly was singing the finale. That's when it happened. What I've been waiting for ever since I saw him that Wednesday in September.
"Hey, Kurt." He lifted his head and looked at me. I tore my eyes away from the TV screen and turned my head to look at him and was surprised to see his face only inches from mine. The smell of peppermint coming from his breath was intoxicating.
"Y..yes?"
"Thanks for coming over." He breathed in a low husky tine. From the light of the credits I could see his eyes glance at my mouth right before he leaned in closer to me.
Blaine was just about to kiss me. I knew it. I sat still waiting for it, when the worst possible thing happened. Sensibility kicked in.
What was I doing? What was HE doing? I couldn't help but think that if we kissed it was going to ruin everything. What if it meant nothing to him? Rachel had said relationships weren't his thing. What if... No, I had to stop it before it happened, even if my whole body begged me to stay.
I yanked my head back, shaking my head furiously. "Sorry, Blaine... I can't-Do this.." I jumped up and snatched my coat and headed for the door. I heard him call my name as I was stepping through the door way.
"Kurt, hey-wait-"
"I'm sorry." And I was out the door.
The next morning I was so out of sorts I couldn't focus on anything. I rearranged the furniture twice, much to my roommates chagrin.
"Kurt. Seriously. Chill or get out, my girlfriend is coming in half an hour."
So I went out and took a walk in the park. I finally realized I had to tell someone about last night otherwise I was going to burst. So I called my step-brother, Finn, but I only got a voice mail. Then I tried to call my friend Mercedes from back in Ohio, but she was out with her boyfriend, Sam.
Finally I sat on a bench and scrolled through my contacts. Then I saw Rachel's name. Rachel. Of course.
"Hello, Rachel Berry."
"Rachel, it's Kurt."
"Oh, hey, Kurt, how did-"
"Where are you?"
"Huh? Tapping in the park."
"You're what?"
"Tapping."
"Where?"
She told me her location and I hung up and got to her as fast as I could, and I saw that she indeed was tapping in the park. There was a pavilion with wooden floors and she was time stepping away. When she saw me she waved and paused her ipod.
"So, what-"
"Blaine tried to kiss me."
Rachel's eyes grew wider than they normally were and she dropped her ipod. I lurched forward and caught it. She stared at me as if I had just sprouted wings.
"He did what?"
"And I ran out."
"You did what?!"
I sank onto the pavilion steps and Rachel joined me. Then I told her everything about yesterday, even at the video store. It was quiet for a while after I was finished with my story. Finally I could no longer take it.
"Please, say something!"
"As Blaine's girlfriend, I can't believe he's cheating on me with you. As Blaine's friend I say, It's about time! As Kurt's friend," She turned to me so I turned to her. "I say, you lied. You have no clue what you're doing. And... I'm proud of you. I don't think anyone in their right mind has ever run out on Blaine Anderson."
"Is this supposed to make me feel better?"
"Oh. I wasn't thinking about that."
"Rachel..."
"Sorry, no jokes. Seriously though, I'm proud of you."
"For running away?! From Blaine?!"
Rachel took my hands in hers and squeezed them. "Yes, Kurt. You see, I know people like you. You want romance. You want to be pursued. You want it to be real. Look me in the eyes and tell me I'm wrong."
I couldn't. I sighed. "What about Blaine?"
"What about him?"
"How do I know I couldn't have that with him?"
"Maybe because you've never talked about it. Communication is the key success of any relationship. True story." She stood up and brushed herself off-I followed suit.
"So you think I should just talk to him about our relationship? Won't that scare him off?"
"Maybe, but wouldn't you rather know?" She raised her eyebrows and then extended me her hand. "Now come. You sing, correct?"
"Yes."
"Then you sing. I dance."
And so that's what we did for the next half hour. I sat on the wooded railings of the pavilion and sang while Rachel tapped her heart out. And I found myself feeling better.
I stayed feeling better for the rest of the day. Then Sunday came and everything came rushing back. All day I contemplated on texting Blaine and apologizing for running out, but then I would chicken out and convince myself it was better to apologize in person.. Then I would remember again that Rachel told me I shouldn't apologize and then after all that thinking I would just feel stupid. Let's just say Sunday was not my favorite day.
Strangely-or maybe it should be thankfully- I didn't see Blaine around school Monday or Tuesday. Then Wednesday rolled around. Again I was in class before him. I found myself absently writing Blaine's name in my notebook. When I realized what I was doing I blushed and closed it, looking around to see if anyone had caught that.
Then at the same time two things happened. My phone blipped to signify that I had a text and HE walked in, and I suddenly became flustered. As I reached for my phone everything seemed to slow down to a stop. Because he had someone with him. A girl.
"Hey Kurt!"
"Hey.." I grabbed my phone and flipped it open.
"You know April, right?"
I nodded my head absently and glanced down at my text message the same time Blaine spoke.
"She's my new girlfriend."
From Rachel: He's got a new girlfriend.
