Chapter three.
Kurts heart was on his sleeve.
He felt sick.
He walked through the doors of WMHS with his head held high, everyone was whispering about him but he was used to that, so it didnt bother him.
That wasnt what he was worried about, he was worried because he was going to confront Blaine.
After lastnight he was expecting a punch, or something.
He approached the smaller boy and tapped his shoulder, hence the people looking at them.
Blaine turned around and an immediate scowl had taken pride of place on his flawless face.
"What do you want? You cant talk to me here"
Kurt sighed deeply and closed his eyes, he was slowly starting to run out of patience with this boy.
"I want to help you with your lines, I dont think you deserve to get expelled, please let me?"
Blaine looked around, looking at all the stares.
"Fine, whatever, I dont care! Ill come to your place tonight, just as long as you leave me alone whilst we're here"
Kurt smiled with relief as Blaine shoved past him and ran around the corner, as if they never even spoke.
Later that night everything seemed to be going right, Blaine had been at Kurts house for over an hour and they had shared some laughs, some awkward moments too.
Blaine scanned Kurts room, he had barely paid attention the previous day, so this was his chance.
He looked around and his eyes locked on a beach coloured, worn, guitar.
Blaine frowned and walked over to it.
"You play?"
The brunette looked up from his script and smiled softly, nodding.
"Yes, I do, for several years now"
Blaine stared at the older boy in awe.
"Wow, I wish I could play"
Kurt frowned.
"Really? You want to play guitar?"
Blaine nodded, gulping, he had already confided in Kurt in a few things.
"Yes, more than anything"
"I could teach you if you like?"
The boy looked up from the guitar at Kurt.
"You'd do that?"
"Yes, of course I would"
Kurt smiled warmly and held his arms out for Blaine to pass him the monumental piece.
Blaine passed Kurt the guitar as he asked, and then sat beside him, watching his long, slender fingers strum across the strings, gawping in awe.
Kurt began to play the opening to a song, it sounded beautiful through Blaines ears.
"This is my favourite song, its called iris, my mom used to sing it to me, before she.. um"
Kurt looked down and Blaine instantly felt sympathetic for him, placing a hand on his back supportively.
"Im sorry man..."
Kurt shook his head.
"Its fine, im over all that now"
As much as Blaine didnt believe him, he gave him the benefit of the doubt.
"Okay..."
He looked up at the clock as Kurt continued to play.
"Shit.. Im late getting home, I have to go"
He stood up and grabbed his bag.
"I'll see you tomorrow?"
Kurt looked up from the guitar and smiled warmly,
"Same time, same place, ill be here"
Blaine nodded once and left the room immediatly, without so much as a goodbye.
Blaine was stood, listening to his friends ramble on about something, he wasnt paying attention though, he couldnt help his mind wondering to the previous night;which made an uncontrollable smile break upon his face.
The next thing he knew, Kurt was stood infront of him and his friends we're stifling laughs.
"So, Blaine, ill see you tonight?"
Blaines heart almost stopped, god he was beautiful.He shook his head to snap out of his trance.
Come on Blaine, act cool, act like a jerk.
He used the acting skills he had learnt over the previous week to portray a smirk on his face.
"In you're dreams maybe"
As he watched Kurts face drop, it broke his heart.
Laughter surrounded him and he had pats of apprieciation being placed on his shoulder by his friends, his false smirk grew wider as Kurt ran off around the corner.
Later that night, it was Blaines turn to make peace.
He stepped upon the porch of the Hummel household and tapped on the door multiple times,
"Kurt, Please, Just open the damn door"
He repeated this process a few times before the door finally latched open and the pale face appeared in the doorway.
Blaine smiled weakly.
"Im sorry? I didnt mean that, you know what its like.. I still need help with my lines.. I was hoping we could be like-"
Before he could say anymore, he was cut off.
"Like secret friends?"
The brunette cocked an eyebrow.
Blaine smiled and nodded.
"Exactly, its like you read my mind"
Kurt shook his head in disbelief.
"Great, now read mine"
He turned on his heel and slammed the door shut in Blaines face.
He groaned.
"Kurt, dont do this please.."
Kurt sighed, he didnt really have the right to be mad at Blaine and he knew it, he heard Blaines pleas to open the door and finally caved, barely opening the door before being hit with a shock.
Blaine had seen the door open and wasted no time, he had literally pounced on Kurt, connceting their lips together for a long, hard and forceful kiss.
All the hurt flooded away during the kiss, all of the teasing that Kurt had experienced, all of the struggle Blaine had secretely had with his sexuality over the years, everything. It was as if the only thing that mattered was them two boys, here and now, there and then.
Once it was over, both boys were shocked.
Blaine gulped.
"I want to be with you"
Kurt was still in shock and he just shook his head, he shut the door again and locked it, running upstairs.
Blaine, aware of that he had messed up, also went home, deciding that he would fix things tomorrow.
