Chapter Three
Time always felt faster on Fridays to Blaine.
Other students thought time went slower on Fridays.
He looked at the words on the whiteboard but he couldn't understand them. He listened to what the teacher was talking about but he couldn't concentrate. He held his pen but he didn't know what to write. Blaine was sitting in the classroom with an empty mind.
While all the students were looking forward to the weekend, Blaine was trying not to think about it. Friday meant he had to head home, staying in a place where the arguments began. His mother was kind, patient and she understood Blaine, but his father, there was no words to describe him. But if you had to, Blaine would rather die under the stress of school work than die at home because of his father. Their relationship went bad after Blaine had come out, but he doubted their relationship was even good at once before. His father was a lawyer and he all he cared was reputation, wining and money. Blaine didn't know his father well and that were all he could tell about his father. He believed his father couldn't tell anything about his son to others except the fact that he thought Blaine was just an embarrassing gay son. Every night that Blaine spent with him, every dinner that they had, his father would bring up the topic that always ended up in a disaster. Blaine hated this. He hated the situation that his father had put his family in.
If he really hated homosexual people so much, why couldn't he just leave me alone? But Blaine's mother always came up with the conclusion about how much his father loved him.
"He loves you, Blaine, but you have to forgive him, he is not used to this whole new idea about homosexual is acceptable, or the fact that it is normal. He wasn't taught like that. Me neither, but people need time to understand that. Your dad just needs a little bit more time, that's it." Blaine's mother comforted him, her arms held tight around Blaine. Blaine let his head fell on his mother's shoulder.
"But gay is normal!" Blaine argued. He pulled himself out and looked up to his mother.
His mother looked down to his son, just a year ago there was full of joy in his eyes, but now all she saw behind the hazel eyes was broken hearted. Both of them knew they were lying, pretending, wishing one day this man would understand his son and respect his son's choice, but they both knew that was not happening. Their relationship only got worse, until the day when Blaine's world was surrounded by darkness.
In that one month there was no vision in Blaine's world, no voice or the feelings. There were no memories for Blaine in that one month, after he got serious injuries from the three sophomores who beat them after the Sadle Hawkins dance. Blaine couldn't tell what date it was after he woke up, but he woke up seeing his father on his side of the bed, looking exhausted. He seemed to be looking after Blaine since the incident happened. His father gave him a tight hug after his father told him what had happened. It almost made Blaine believed his father had changed.
Almost.
Blaine couldn't believe it. His father had almost lost his son, how could his father blame him on that? The day after Blaine was discharged from the hospital, they had another argument on the same thing.
"Haven't you learnt your lesson? Gay is wrong, and that's why you got beaten in the first place!" Blaine's father was angry, he pointed at his son with his face red who was standing on the other side in the living room.
The room was in dead silence. Blaine could hear the glass crashed on the floor. It was his heart, "No. You're wrong dad. Gay is not wrong, gay is nothing but normal. How could you, dad? How could you look down on your son like this and blame him on something that wasn't his fault at all?" After that they would fight, cry and at the end, another cycle came again.
Things changed a bit when Blaine transferred to Dalton, but it was still a sore spot for Blaine to talk about. It was a surprise to him when he decided to tell Kurt his story, even though he didn't mention his father. Kurt had this magical spell that made Blaine wanted to share everything with him and spend every second with him.
He imagined Kurt sitting next to him now.
"Mr. Anderson, were you listening?" the teacher asked with his voice raised.
"Yes." Blaine responded.
"Then you better get an A for the test next week." The teacher warned. The bell rang after.
Blaine nodded and stood up. He faked a smile pretended he was enjoying the class. He packed up his things and walked out the classroom. His phone buzzed in his pocket. It was his brother, Cooper. His brother texted him that their parents weren't going to be at home this weekend and Cooper was going to stay at his girlfriend's place in Springfield. Brilliant, now Blaine didn't have to go home, he could stay at school, alone.
Alone wasn't really what Blaine wanted, but he guessed that was better than going home. Before he could think about things to do at the weekend, a familiar voice stopped him, "Hey Blaine! Wait up!"
Blaine turned around, it was David.
"Hey David! Excited to see your girlfriend?" asked Blaine.
"Oh yea. What about you? Are you going home?"
"No, I just got my brother's text saying no one will be home this weekend. I guess I will just stay at school." He replied.
"Stay at school alone?" David questioned. He frown, but then it turned into a grin, "Why don't you ask Kurt to see if he got plan or not?" David shouldered his backpack, "Good luck, Blaine! See you on Monday man!"
Good luck for what? Blaine thought. If he was going to ask Kurt out, it would just be a friendly invitation, why would he need luck. He took David suggestion and headed to Kurt's dorm. He knocked on the door and a second after he saw Nick opening the door.
"Hello Nick! Is Kurt there?" Blaine smiled.
"No." Nick answered and wore an evil smirk on his face. Oh of course, Blaine was asking for Kurt, "Chemical's kicking in!" he said playfully.
Blaine shook his head with a smile, now every second and then he had to put up with the teases from his immature friends, "Is he already gone?"
"No, his thing's still here. Normally after classes or rehearsals he would disappear for a while. Don't really know why." Nick shrugged, he continued, "Maybe he's in the library, he did tell me the work here is much harder than his old school, so he may be in the library catching up work."
Blaine thanked Nick and he left. He rethought about what Nick had just told him when he was walking to the library. "Normally after classes or rehearsals he would disappear for a while." Was he in the library all the time? Was he working hard? Blaine hated the fact that for a week he and Kurt hadn't really had a meaningful conversation yet. They passed each other with saying a 'Hi.' or a question asking the day, then they would depart to different directions. Blaine hated that they don't share any classes together. Their dorms weren't even on the same floor. The only little time they share together was during Warblers rehearsals, that was it. He thought about how he could talk to Kurt more, get to know Kurt more. He wondered if Kurt had got friends outside Warbles, he wondered if Kurt had found good friends and forgot about Blaine already. He was thinking too much that he obviously didn't know he was walking into a boy.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" the taller boy apologized first.
"No, no, no, I'm sorry. I should've looked where I was walking." Blaine apologized to the taller boy. He didn't look up to the boy because he was thinking about Kurt and he was about to leave before the taller boy stopped him.
"Blaine? Where are you going?" looked concerned, the taller boy asked.
Blaine heard his name from the boy he had just walked into and he finally looked at the boy. He was shocked. Did he just not recognize Kurt's voice?
"You seem to be upset." Kurt said.
"Oh my god! No! I was just thinking about you." Blaine's happy face appeared again, but he saw the taller boy's face, "Kurt you look really pale, are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a headache, that's all." he answered, "Well back to you, what kind of things you were thinking about me?"
Blaine blushed. Blaine wanted to ask the taller boy again to see if he was really okay, because he looked pale, like sickness pale. And Kurt had answered his question in such a simple way that Blaine couldn't believe it. Blaine thought the headache must be bad. But then what Kurt asked him had made him flushed with happiness.
He chuckled before he spoke, "I was going to ask you if you got plan for the weekend, but I bet you need to go home."
"Yes, I'm sorry… um, but aren't you going back as well?" Kurt noticed the blush on Blaine's face. It was cute. Watching Blaine blushed was probably the sweetest thing he could ever experience. Blaine's blush made Kurt felt special. No one had blushed at him before.
"My parents won't be home. But don't worry. I will see you on Monday then." Blaine smiled. He pretended it didn't matter. The fact was he wanted to be with Kurt, just two of them so badly, more than he thought. Kurt was like a magnet to him, the closer he was with Kurt, the more he wanted to know about Kurt. Blaine turned around and walked, he couldn't help to show his disappointment in knowing that he was going to spend his weekend alone without Kurt. Great, what can I do?
"Blaine!" Kurt shouted. He ran to Blaine and said, "I know it's a long drive, but… do you want to come to Lima so we go out together? And you can spend the night over at my place if you want to." Kurt said kindly.
Blaine looked at Kurt like a child who got a pet that he always wanted for, "Really?"
"Really. I mean not tonight though, I got to ask my dad for permission, but I'm sure he will be happy to meet you." smiled Kurt, "So what do you say?"
"Sure!" Blaine was so excited, his excitement was written over his face. He couldn't ask for more, could he?
"Okay, I will text you my address and time to meet up then." Kurt laughed.
Blaine listened to Kurt's laugh. He knew Kurt for only a week and he hadn't heard Kurt laughed much before. It was a soft laugh. The sound of his laugh was like the sound of a bell breezing with the wind, "Okay, well, thank you so much for inviting me to your place." Blaine smiled back.
"I'll see you later."
"See you." Blaine said. He was waiting for the taller boy to turn around and walk away, but the taller boy didn't. Both of them had said goodbye but none of them had moved. They were standing in the same position awkwardly. Blaine could hear Kurt laughed softly again, he smiled.
The situation was awkward, but Blaine wanted it to last. It was like they could communicate with each other without language, they could understand each other without speaking. When Kurt looked Blaine in the eyes, Blaine felt something new, something refreshing, something he was thrilled to try.
He stepped in closer to Kurt.
He put his hand on Kurt's face and gently grazed on his cheek.
The taller boy didn't move.
The taller boy watched the other boy touched his face.
Blaine leaned towards Kurt.
Kurt did the same.
They kissed.
It was hard to describe how exactly it felt like. Kurt found it hard to breathe. He had to suck the air from Blaine until both of them were running out of oxygen. Their lips broke away, and they gazed to each other.
Blaine grinned, "I um… I guess see you later then." and he turned around.
Kurt didn't move until Blaine was gone out of his sight. He wasn't sure what had just happened, but his lips felt like burning. His heart was beating too fast that he could feel his head was so heavy and his body was too light to support the weigh. Kurt covered his mouth. What exactly just happened? He was scared about what would happen next, but he enjoyed the moment.
Blaine opened the door into his dorm, his roommate was already gone. He lied down on his bed, thinking about the same thing. But when he turned around, he didn't see the tears in the taller boy's eyes, he didn't know what this kiss would lead them into.
Kurt knew.
The night was hard for Blaine as he couldn't wait for tomorrow. He rolled on the bed many times, he tried to stay still, let his mind sank down. He waited the moment when everything he saw was black, but instead he saw Kurt's face.
At the end Blaine fell asleep at two in the morning. Fighting with his mind was tiring, but it was worth it.
