"Kurt, just tell me. What is it?" Blaine had suggested that the two Skype this evening, but Kurt had said no and told Blaine that there was something he needed to say-and that it couldn't be told over Skype.
Blaine was more than a little confused, but accepted the phone call anyway-the times that the two could contact each other were becoming more and more scarce each day, and Blaine couldn't afford to be picky.
"I-" Kurt took a deep breath in, mentally preparing himself for what he was about to say, "I didn't answer your call the other night."
"I know."
"I didn't answer it, because I-I was with somebody."
And that's when it happened. Blaine's entire world stopped. Sure, ever since Kurt left for New York, he had been tempted-fed up of being without Kurt (or someone to hold him at night)-but he had denied any advances that other boys would make.
Because he loved Kurt.
And he thought that Kurt loved him. Obviously he was wrong.
He never imagined that Kurt would cheat on him-although, he probably should have expected it in some ways-after the whole Chandler fiasco. He Hadn't realised that had zoned out until Kurt's voice snapped him back to reality, "Blaine? Please say something."
"I'm sorry. I-I've got to go Kurt."
He hung up the phone and leaned back so that his head was touching the headboard. He looked to his left at the pictures he had on his locker, there were three in all. Letting a tear roll down his cheek, he carefully turned the pictures down, one by one.
Then, noticing the time, he crawled under the covers and allowed himself to fall into a restless slumber.
He woke up the next morning and almost immediately remembered what Kurt had admitted to on the phone. Sighing, he picked up his clothes-which he had picked out and placed at the foot of the bed the night before-and headed into the bathroom to get ready.
He gelled his hair, but didn't take as much time as he usually would-meaning that although they were gelled down, some of the curls could clearly be seen.
Blaine thought about what the New Directions would think of this. After all, if they had somehow already found out, he would be bombarded with questions, but if they didn't already know, then Blaine would be forced to act like nothing had happened, or they would start to get suspicious.
So that was it. He would act like nothing had happened and hope that the New Directions didn't already know.
Blaine picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder, locking the door behind him as he left.
School had gone as he expected it to go. He joined in with the conversation at lunch time and didn't do anything out of the ordinary, so the New Directions didn't suspect a thing.
But now was the hard part.
Now, it was time for Glee Club.
He knew that this would be difficult to keep up the façade, because this was where Kurt and Blaine had spent most of their time together. The choir room was where they had shared most of their memories.
So Blaine would have a hard time keeping his anger under wraps.
Most of it went okay. They went over choreography, and Mr Schue's song choice wasn't actually that bad.
But then his façade broke.
Marley suggested getting some experience from people that had already won regionals, from people that knew what it was like because they had done it many times before.
Then Sam suggested Mercedes. He suggested Mike.
He suggested Kurt.
Blaine tried to keep in his feelings as best as he could, something that didn't go unnoticed by Will, "Blaine?"
"I'm fine. Just-don't bring Kurt. Bring back Finn, Puck, hell, even bring back Santana-just-don't bring back Kurt."
"Why? I would have thought that you'd love to see Kurt again."
"Yeah, well-things change."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means, that I don't want to see somebody who can't even manage to keep it in his pants!"
He stormed out the room and headed straight for his locker, yanking out his gloves and vest top and shoving his bag back in.
As he was pounding away on the punching bag, he was unaware of the conversation going on back in the choir room.
Sam was walking around the room, furious, while Jake was trying to calm him down, "Dude, just chill a minute."
He spun around abruptly to face Jake, "No! I won't just chill. Kurt knew how much their relationship meant to Blaine, and he still goes ahead and pulls a stunt like that."
"Sam's right."
"Ryder, you don't even know Kurt."
"No. I don't. But I know how bad it feels when somebody cheats on you, and if Blaine loves Kurt as much as Sam says he does, then he's going to be heartbroken."
"You're right, We have to something."
"What can we do, though? Kurt's in New York."
"I didn't say we have to do something about Kurt. We need to let Blaine know that he has us. We need to look out for him. Agreed?"
"Agreed."
"Listen up, though. There's more…"
The next day was pretty much the same. Blaine dragged himself out of bed and somehow managed to make it through a whole day of school without having to use the punching bag. He knew that there would be questions in Glee Club, but he also knew that the longer he avoided it, the more questions there would be.
So he shuffled through the door, and slumped into his seat, aware of the looks he was receiving from his friends, "Go on then, ask away. I know you have questions."
"We do have questions, but we're not going to ask you any. We just want to let you now that, if you ever need to just let out your anger and hurt and betrayal, and-"
"Tina."
"Sorry. Just know that it's okay to cry."
"It's fine. I don't need to cry. Now-can we please get practicing? We need to nail this song."
The Glee Club were confused, but nodded all the same. They all thought that Blaine would need to cry, that he would just breakdown in front of them-but he didn't even shed a tear.
Maybe Ryder was wrong. Maybe Blaine wouldn't break down at all.
It went like this for the next week or so. The New Directions would hang around Blaine, waiting for the breakdown. They saw him glance at his phone if it started to vibrate, and then hang up.
They all received texts from Kurt-even the newer members, who hadn't even met him before-asking about Blaine, but they had decided as a group to send back the same reply every time:
You broke his heart.
The texts kept coming, until Friday. On Friday, nobody received a text. Not even Blaine.
And in Glee Club, they found out why.
They all filed into the class room to find Kurt, Santana, and Rachel stood at the front of the classroom. They all fell silent and glanced at Blaine, who was just looking down at the floor.
Will could sense the tension and decided to end the silence. He cleared his throat, but before he could say anything, Sam cut him off, "Why is he here."
"Well, um-Kurt, Santana and Rachel wanted to talk to Blaine."
"Actually, Mr Schue-I wanted to talk to Blaine. Rachel and Santana just wanted to watch."
"Oh, Okay then, Kurt wanted to talk to Blaine."
"Well I don't want to hear what he has to say."
Kurt stepped forward, only just managing to refrain himself from reaching out for Blaine, "Blaine-I am so sorry."
"Sorry doesn't erase what you did."
"No. It doesn't. But I want to make it up to you."
"Well good luck trying to do that."
"Blaine. I'm sorry. I didn't realise this would hurt you so much."
Blaine stood up, walking until he was directly in front of Kurt, "What? You didn't think that finding out the love of my life cheated on me would hurt me? Where were you last year when we went through this exact thing with Chandler? I love you Kurt, and to find out that you don't love me enough to resist temptation-it hurts."
"But Blaine, I-"
Sam stepped next to Blaine, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, "No. I think you should go Kurt."
Kurt sighed and turned for the door, Rachel and Santana hot on his heels. When they were fully out of sight, Sam turned to Mr Schue, "See what you've done? Now please-let us practice for regionals."
Will was speechless, he didn't realise that one action could lead to this. He had failed to help Kurt with the bullying, and now-he had failed to help him out with his relationship.
He shook his head and directed the New Directions into formation, "5,6,7, 8"
By he time regionals had rolled around, the texts had stopped. Kurt had stopped any sort of contact with Blaine, leaving him enough time to himself to think about Kurt's actions. He loved Kurt, and was their relationship really worth ending over a one night thing?
After all, Blaine had been tempted many times, just like Kurt. The only difference was, he had resisted his temptations, and Kurt hadn't. But still-they were perfect for each other.
He had had enough time to think about it, and as soon as they had finished their set list, he wasted no time in rushing off to phone Kurt, making up some excuse to the rest of the Glee Club.
He headed back stage, pulling out his phone, and was already starting to dial the number when he bumped into somebody. He immediately started to apologise, before realising who he had bumped into.
"Kurt?"
"Hey. You were great out there. I'm really sorry about what happened. I didn't mean it, honestly."
"Kurt?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
With that, Blaine pulled Kurt into a passionate kiss. After a moment, Kurt pulled apart, blushing, "So-does this mean that you forgive me?"
"Always."
