Peaceful Disruptions.

School got twice as awkward now. We hardly spoke, only by text. I had to watch Rachel and him dancing during toucha touch me. The smiley face he sent before every rehersal made it a little better. My dad was let home a week after he woke up. Doctor Greene had given me strict instructions on my Dad's diet. One of the only places I could be alone with Blaine was my house. He wasn't telling his parents in case he wasn't gay. I was pretty sure that he was though.

'You have so many awesome Gaga posters.' He said one night as we lay on my bed. His shirt was on the floor and I lay on his chest.

'Some of them are signed.' I boasted.

'Really? Awesome.' He nodded in approval.

'You say that alot.' I chuckled.

'Say what?' He looked down at me.

'Awesome. It's like, your favorite word or something.'

'It is. Awesome is just-'

'Awesome.' We said in unison. We laughed and I reached up to kiss him. It had been a light brush of the lips but it turned into something more. He placed his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me closer. His other hand slid down the back pocket of my jeans, pulling my waist against his. It got hot so I took of my own shirt. His skin was warm on mine. He rolled over so that he was on the top. The kiss got steamier and his breath became more frequent on my face. I felt something on my leg. It was the best make out session ever. It lasted a while. How? I'm not sure, but two hours later we were still shirtless and making out.

'I have to go.' He said when he pulled away to get air.

'Why?' I asked sadly.

'Because I have a date tonight.' He looked at my bed and began messing with the duvet.

'You mean you can have sex with Santana.' I sat up.

'Well, no. I mean, yeah. I love you Kurt but I have to get it from somewhere.' He raised his eyebrows in a "you know what I mean" way.

'You think you can't get it from me?' I asked.

'I want to Kurt. It's not easy for me.'

'And you think I'm living the dream?' I got angry again.

'I don't wanna argue. So I'm just gonna go and call you later.' He picked his shirt off the floor and made to leave.

'I'm still a virgin.' I admitted. 'I've never had a boyfriend and I've never had sex. Until you I'd never even been kissed.' I felt the tear before I knew I was crying. He came back and sat on the bed. He took my hand and said;

'We will. One day. Now just isn't the right time for me. I need to find myself first. To test the other things before giving that up to any guy. So do you. I don't know if I'm gay and I don't want to take something so special away from you.' He kissed me again. Lightly this time. Then he was gone. I was left alone on my bed. Wondering if he was the right person. Of course he is! I kept saying. Not really knowing if it was true or not.

'Kurt, my Mom's having a party this weekend and she wants me to invite a friend. Can you come?' Mercedes nagged at me.

'I'll try. I don't know what my plans are yet.' I sneaked a glance at Blaine who was arguing with Satan.

'I can't spend every weekend with you! I have a life of my own you know.' Yeah. With me. I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned and saw Finn.

'Hey. What is it?' I asked him.

'I need your help. Will you talk to me at the end of Glee club?' I nodded. We were rehearsing again today. It was the whole, Brad and Janet thing so I had to dance behind Rachel whilst she pranced around with Finn. I saw the look in his eyes. He was scared about something. His eyes kept darting to Quinn. I was too busy watching the transfer between the two of them that I forgot to turn and became sandwiched between Satan and Brittany.

'Watch where you're going fag.' Satan said.

'Hey! Santana that's enough.' Mr Schue said. What was he trying to do? Stop her from being the biggest bitch of all time? Everything went bad then as Quinn ran out, Finn wanted to run after her but daren't due to Rachel, Satan and Brittany staged a walk out and everyone else just got confused.

'What the hell is wrong with everyone?' Tina asked.

'I'm fed up of being called a fag!' I finally said. I removed the weird hat and dropped it to the floor. Smoothing my hair as best as I could. 'Mr Schuester. Your lessons are getting worse. There is too much drama in this place. We need to be focusing on the performance guys! Not creating distractions!' I walked out and went to my locker. My phone buzzed.

Strong words x You coming back in now? Blaine xx

I don't want to spend any more time in that room today. I have to find Finn. He wanted to talk to me about something. Kurt x

Did you notice how he looked at Quinn as she ran out? Blaine x

You saw that too!? Who else did? Kurt x

I don't think anyone did. I was watching you mostly so I didn't see anyone else. I saw Finn's face though. Blaine x

I'm gonna go find him now. Come over later and I'll tell you about it. Dad's going to a basketball game with Finn anyway so we'll be alone ;) I'm cooking. Kurt x

See you there Hummel ;) Blaine x

It didn't take long to find Finn. He and Quinn were sitting in the sports hall where the cheerios performed occasionally.

'Hi Finn. You wanted to talk to me?' I knew I'd interrupted something. Finn whispered something into Quinn's ear.

'You can tell him Finn. I trust him.' Quinn looked at me with sad eyes.

'Come here Kurt.' I sat beside them. 'Please don't tell anyone- especially not my Mom. She'll kill me. Quinn's pregnant.' I gasped and covered my mouth.

'Seriously? Is it yours?' I asked Finn.

'Yeah. She and Sam haven't- you know.'

'Finn, you have to tell your Mom.'

'I can't! She thinks I'm with Rachel. She'll get super pissed.'

'If not your Mom then Rachel! I know it'll destroy her but you need to let her down now before this gets out.' They exchanged looks.

'It won't.' Quinn said. 'Right Kurt?'

'Honey, no offence, but you won't fit into that Cheerio's uniform when you're six months pregnant. I'm here for you guys but, not everyone will be.' They considered this.

'We're just not ready to tell anyone yet.' Finn said.

'What about Sam, Finn? He's your best friend!' I shook my head at him.

'He doesn't have to know it's mine, nobody does. You can say it's Sam's, right?' Finn looked at Quinn.

'Okay Finn.' I waved my hand in front of his face. 'I know you aren't very bright so I'm gonna spell this out for you. People- will- find- out- its- yours. Trust me on that. They always find out.'

'Plus Finn, Sam and I never had sex. How am I supposed to tell him it's his?'

'See, this is what you get for cheating.' I shook my head.

'Oh!' Finn said angrily. ''Cause you can really say that. How's Blaine by the way?' I gave him a "don't you dare" look but Blondie picked up on it.

'What! You and Blaine are cheating on Santana?' She looked at me fiercely. I looked at Finn like I was going to kill him, sighed then said;

'I'm helping him out. He's confused so I'm helping him to find who he is.' I cringed away from her stare.

'If you tell Sam- or anyone- about Finn and I, I'll expose you and Blaine. Got it?' She looked threatening so I nodded quickly. 'Good. Now go.' She pointed to the door. I ran as fast as I could. Got my phone out, found the number and dialed.

'Hey.' Blaine's voice said.

'We have a major problem.'

'So what are they going to do?' Blaine asked. He lay on my bed whilst I paced.

'I don't know. They're too scared to tell anyone. They said they are going to keep it.'

'Wow,' Blaine sighed. 'They're in real trouble.'

'No we're in real trouble! Because of Finn, and his huge dumb mouth, Quinn knows. She's close to most of the popular kids in the school! She will tell them. I know it.' I stopped pacing to look at his calm face. 'Why are you so calm! Freak out a little!'

'Listen, if we don't tell anyone about the baby they won't have a reason too. Finn's you're friend, he wouldn't let her do that.'

'He told her though. How easily he let that slip out.' I snapped. He bounced off the bed and pulled me into a hug.

'He's probably bribing her as we speak not to tell anyone. He talked to me about it. I trust him. Okay?' He raised his eyebrows.

'Okay.' I gave in.

'Good.' He kissed my nose. 'Now, let's cook. I'm starving.' I laughed.

'There is no way I'm letting you cook. You can't even bake a cake in home economics!' We bombed down the stairs. I started the oven and grabbed the chicken from the freezer.

'What are we having?' He asked curiously. Watching me prepare the ingredients.

'Chicken and pasta was the only thing we have left.' I shrugged. 'Not a veggie are you?' I added as an afterthought.

'No. I love a good fry-up.' He stood with me whilst I cooked. Joking and laughing together took the stress of the day away. It was just us and it was good this way.

'Nice.' He said as he tucked into the chicken and pasta.

'My Mom used to make this all the time.' I remembered. 'She taught me when I was five. I'd make it on a bad day and Dad and I would eat it and remember her.' I smiled at all the times this had happened.

'Is that why he asked for pasta when he woke up?' Blaine asked.

'Yeah. How did you know?'

'Mark Greene told me. I saw him yesterday and he asked me how you were doing. He's really supportive of all this. Hasn't told a soul.'

'He was really nice when my Dad was under. He told me about the time you stayed with him and his wife.' I chuckled.

'Ah yeah. That time. Liz was really sweet about it though. Fed me and treated me like a son. I haven't seen her in ages.'

'Maybe we can go down at some point?' I suggested.

'That sounds like a plan.' He smiled. He stayed late that night. We watched movies and made out and savored the moments that we knew were cutting shorter. It was quiet when he left. Too quiet. I lay on my bed until twelve when my Dad came home. He pushed my door open to check on me.

'Kurt?' He whispered. I didn't answer, I just lay there. He left and I fell asleep. I dreamt about Blaine. He told Satan about us and she killed him with a chicken made of pasta. When I woke up I frowned at the celling. What? I thought. It was light outside and my alarm was going off. I showered and began moisturizing. My phone buzzed.

Mornin' x What are you doing this weekend? Blaine xx

Nothing, why? What are you planning now? Kurt xx

My family are goin campin x Don't really want 2 go with them so said I would go with the guys, meaning u :) Blaine xx

I'll ask my Dad what he's doin and make somethin up x Kurt xx

Awesome ;P c u in a min. Blaine xx

I sat smiling for a while. Camping, how cool would that be? Then my face dropped. Camping? Who does he think I am?