CHAPTER SEVEN: WHERE YOUR HEART IS

At six o'clock Monday morning, we pulled into the McKinley's parking lot, and as soon as I stepped off the bus, I literally pulled Blaine over to where my dad was sitting in his car. Dad opened the door and came to stand outside. I smiled. "Dad, this is Blaine. We have feelings for each other."

Dad nodded and shook Blaine's hand. "It's very nice to meet you, young man. I'm glad you, um, have feelings for my son."

"Can he stay the night?" I found myself asking. Today was a holiday, so we didn't have school. I surprised even myself by asking that question. If he said yes, at least the house wasn't cluttered with boxes from my mom moving out: she'd taken the rest of them a week ago.

Dad looked from me to Blaine and back again. He moved his eyes back to Blaine. "Is this okay with your parents?"

Blaine nodded. "It will be. I'll just call them when we get to your house."

Dad nodded. "Okay. Blaine can stay the night."

I smirked at Blaine. He smiled back. We helped Dad put our bags in the trunk, and then Blaine and I sat down in the back seat of my dad's car. As Dad drove and Blaine sang with the radio, I thought about everything that had happened in Tennessee. I smiled. It was going to continue, and I loved the idea of that.

I leaned closer to Dad's chair. "Hey, um, just so you know, we'll probably be sleeping when we get home. We were awake all night on the bus."

"Okay," said Dad.

"Okay."

We pulled up to my big blue house and got out of the car. Blaine looked up at my house. "Your house is really big. Is it just you two?"

"Yeah," I said, before Dad could say anything about Mom. "It's just us. We used to rent out two of the rooms, but you can't even imagine what kinds of freaks came to live here."

Blaine smiled, putting his phone in his pocket. "My parents said I could stay."

I felt a huge smile appear on my face. I grasped Blaine's hand and led him into my house, up the steps, and into my bedroom. It was small with wooden flooring and tan walls, but it was cozily lighted and the perfect temperature. Blaine looked around and smiled. "Nice room, David."

I looked around and laughed. "You're joking, right?"

"No. It's really...cozy," answered Blaine. "My room is way too bright, and I don't have personal things in my room. I'm not sure why, but I don't have that many personal items."

I jumped onto my bed and laid down, patting the spot next to me. Blaine smiled and laid down beside me. "So, where's your mom?"

I had been dreading that question. Telling him about my mom would no doubt make him angry, but he'd asked. I sighed. "Well, when she found I was gay, she told me it was an abomination and that I was going to Hell. Then she brought an actual preacher to my house. She wanted to 'pray away the gay'. My dad, who doesn't care that I'm gay, told her to leave immediately. He did, and they're getting a divorce, because they don't agree about my sexuality."

"Wow," said Blaine. "People like that really piss me off."

I nodded. "Yeah. It was like she changed into a completely different person."

Blaine put a hand on my shoulder. "It's alright, David. You have me, now."

I smiled. "Thanks, Little Gay."

Blaine laughed. "You're welcome, Big Gay."

I watched as Blaine's eyelids started to close around his eyeballs. I let out a small laugh. "Let's get some sleep. I don't think you can stay awake a minute longer."

Blaine snuggled closer to me. His eyes closed fully. He mumbled, "Mm-hm."

And a moment later, we were both asleep.

I woke up to a great deal of noise coming from downstairs. I opened my eyes to see that Blaine was awake and sitting up. I sat up. "What's going on?"

Blaine looked worried. "I think your mom's here."

I stood up so suddenly that Blaine jumped. I ran downstairs and back to the kitchen. There she was. My mother was standing in the kitchen, yelling at my father and throwing dishes at him. I could smell the alcohol on her breath just by walking into the room.

As I entered the kitchen, Mom looked at me. "David! You have a boy upstairs?!"

"What does it matter to you?" I asked. "You don't live here anymore, and as far as I'm concerned, you're not my mother anymore, either."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" asked Mom, horribly slurring her words. "Of course I'm still your mother."

Dad came to help me. "Jennifer, you need to leave."

"No. I'm not going anywhere," said Mom.

I sighed angrily. "Mom, get the fuck out before I call the police and have them drag you out!"

Mom looked up at me, shocked. It was as if I were a different person. Now she knew how I felt. I pointed to the front door, and she left. It was that easy. After she was gone, though, I slid down the wall and started crying hysterically. Suddenly, Blaine was there. He wrapped his arms around me, setting his head on my shoulder. "Shh. It's okay, David."

I looked up at Dad, and he instantly understood. Dad slipped out of the room. I heard him walk up the stairs. I looked at Blaine. "That was horrible. Why did she even come back?"

Blaine shrugged. "I don't know, but I do know that you don't need someone that damaging in your life."

I nodded. "Thanks."

Blaine smiled. "Any time."

I wiped the tears off my face, sniffled, and then kissed Blaine, running my fingers through his soft, curly hair. He kissed back, and then we got into tongue action. This was the part we'd stopped at before, but this time, I dared to go further. I laid on my back and pulled Blaine down with me. I squeezed his ass, then pushed his shirt up and felt his abs. He rubbed his knee on my crotch, and I felt myself with a small...situation.

Blaine pulled his lips away from mine and panted. "I have to have you."

"Like have me?" I asked, moving my arms in a humping sort of motion.

Blaine smiled and grasped my hand, leading me toward the steps.

AND THAT'S THE END!

Just kidding. No, um, this fic is rated T, so I'm going to write a fic completely for this fic's smut under an M rating, so you'll have to read that for the next chapter of this fic to make sense. Get it? The easiest way to get to the smut would be to click on my name and go to the only M-rated fic I wrote. I hope you all understand :)