Okay, first, I'd just like to thank everyone for their reviews and emails and stuff you sent me, they all make me very happy :)

Secondly, gleekaholichatterboxi, as I included someone else's means of destroying Jared, I felt if it was only fair yours was included too! That and I love Saw :) So, everyone, enjoy the random mentions of Saw trap's in this, and for those who have never seen Saw, just ignore some of Kurt's thoughts later on!

Also, from now on, because it's fun, if you send me how you would like to get rid of Jared, if it's pretty interesting, I'll include it in my next few chapters... Hmm, I feel like I should make this a competition. Send me all your best ways of killing Jared and at the end of my story I'll name a winner! So get your murderous thinking caps on!

Enjoy!


Kurt stared in the mirror of the employees bathroom. He sighed deeply. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get his head around how Blaine was acting.

He looked so happy with Jared, so in love. He had spent the rest of his shift watching the two of them hold hands, talking and laughing together, even playing footsy under the table, they looked like the perfect loving couple.

So why was Blaine consistently staring at Kurt? A small smile playing on his lips, a blush creeping onto his face when Kurt looked back? Amazing. That's what he had called Kurt, amazing. He felt connected to Kurt, like they had known each other all their lives. "You mean a lot to me Kurt". But what did it all mean?

Kurt closed his eyes and allowed his head to fall forward onto the cool glass in front of him. His hands, on either side of the sink, clenched hard until his knuckles were white. He was so agitated. He needed to calm down, but every time he got close to feeling the slightest bit relaxed, he'd just think about all the mixed signals and get himself in a stress again.

He counted to ten slowly in his head, breathing deeply. It was the fourth time he had tried that in the last five minutes, it didn't seem to be helping. He'd only manage to reach about 6 or 7 before he started picturing Blaine's large round hazel eyes... Fuck.


Kurt watched as Blaine looked up from his half-empty coffee cup and beam as he neared the table.

"Kurt!" he smiled, "I was beginning to think you were trapped in the toilets or something"

"I was changing" Kurt replied, fairly amused by Blaine's theory.

"Yes, I did tell him that was probably more likely, but he didn't believe me. He also thought that you had maybe been abducted by aliens too, until he came to the conclusion that if it were true, he'd have probably seen the space ship" Jared laughed and rubbed the back of Blaine's hand affectionately. Kurt's stomach lurched. He hated seeing all the small, cute interactions between the couple. It made it even more real.

Kurt sat down on the empty seat next to Blaine. As he did so, neither his boyfriend nor Kurt missed Blaine shuffle his chair towards him. There was an awkward silence for a few moments, where all three of them just sipped their drinks, before Kurt decided he might as well act nicely towards the blonde boy, even if in his head he was deciding which Saw trap he'd most like to see him in,

"So, Jared, do you play any instruments?"

"Um, yes, a few" he began, "I began learning guitar when I was about six when I was bought one for my birthd.."

I wonder if Coach Sylvester would let me have the needles from her hormone replacement injections? I'm sure I could find a dig a pit somewhere and fill them with used syringes...

"...began piano around 14 after buying myself a keyboard, I wasn't much good at it though to be honest with you, for the first six months I could barely play a single tu..."

I think Dad might notice if I chained him up in the basement with only a small hacksaw...

"...managed to improve when I got lessons around 16 and I kind of just stuck with it since then. I've been trying to teach myself drums too, but, it's not going particularly well" He laughed, "What about you?"

"Oh... Oh, no just singing" Kurt answered, feeling even more inferior to Jared. Stupid Jared.

"You are an amazing singer though"

Both boys directed their attention to Blaine. Kurt raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

"It's true. You're voice is beautiful" he smiled and reached out to gently touch Kurt's arm. He smiled back, feeling his heart hammer hard in his rib cage. Both boys just looked at each other silently for a moment, neither of them making any effort to break the touch.

Jared coughed loudly. They both jumped, and Blaine retracted his hand as if something had just bitten him. Kurt just stared down at his coffee, only looking up when he heard Jared speak again,

"I'm going to the bathroom" he stood, wandered away from the table and disappeared through the toilet door.

"You can't mean that" Kurt said earnestly. How could Blaine, perfect Blaine, with his sexy voice, think that Kurt could sing amazingly. They had only heard each other sing once, on the drive to Dalton after they're lunch the previous weekend. The radio was turned up full blast as Blaine sang loudly along to Katy Perry's Teenage Dream. He had tried to get Kurt to join in too, but he was far too mesmerized by the older boy's performance. Kurt almost felt like he was singing it to him. Kurt did however sing along to a few other songs, but he wasn't actually trying to sing those times, so how could Blaine think his voice was beautiful? He was only messing around.

"I do Kurt. I honestly think you're voice is perfect" Kurt blushed.

"It's too high" he said quietly. Sometimes he was a little embarrassed about how unconventionally high his voice was.

"Don't be stupid" Blaine laughed, turning himself in his chair so he was now facing the younger boy and placing his hand on top of his.

Kurt was frozen to the spot. He hated how Blaine's touches made him lose all sense. They always made his heart skip, his breath hitch, he always felt a spark. He hated it. And he loved it. They made him feel so cared for, so warm and relaxed, almost loved.

"You're voice, Kurt, is the most extraordinary thing I've ever heard" Blaine moved closer to him, so close Kurt could almost feel his sweet warm breath on his face as he talked, "and not just you're singing voice. You're speaking voice too... I- I can't explain it" he smiled and closed his eyes, "It's like... no matter how I'm feeling, I can just hear your voice, and feel better" When he reopened his eyes, he stared intently into Kurt's own, "And, It's not just when you're there, even when you're not, I can still hear you, and... and, I don't know, it's just so soothing. It's so beautiful"

For a moment, Kurt's body reacted against his better judgement, feeling like their might be a chance with Blaine after all. Until his mind caught up with him. Blaine is NOT flirting with you. He doesn't like you like that. He's just being nice and friendly because you feel bad about you're voice, he's just making you feel better. He's not into you.

It was at this point, Kurt felt Blaine's hand move from his, and gently stroke up his arm. Once on his shoulder, Blaine stretched out his finger tips and lightly touched just below Kurt's ear, before slowly bringing the rest of hand to cup his neck. Kurt shivered at the feeling. Blaine's hands were calloused but warm and just so incredible, Kurt couldn't help but lean in to the touch. Blaine extended his thumb and began caressing his jaw line,

"You're so beautiful Kurt"

Footsteps. Both boys looked up quickly and saw Jared walking towards the table, an unreadable look on his face. Blaine once again broke the touch at lightning speed and turned back in his seat to his original position.

Jared picked up his messenger bag and threw it over his shoulder,

"I think we should leave Blaine, It's getting late"

His voice, too, was completely unreadable, it didn't sound angry or hurt, neither did it sound cheerful and relaxed, he was simply stating the facts.

Blaine looked down at his watch and nodded, "You're right, it's later than I thought"

"I'll see you around Kurt, it was nice meeting you" Jared turned to face his boyfriend, "I'll meet you at the car" He turned and left.

Kurt rose from his seat and began gathering up the empty coffee cups, sugar packets and wooden stirrers to put into the bin.

"Can I call you tonight?" Blaine asked as they stepped out of the Lima Bean's doors, the cold air a shock to both of them after the heat of the coffee shop.

"Sure" Kurt nodded. It felt awkward between them. It made him really uncomfortable.

"I'd better be off" he pointed over his shoulder with his thumb towards Jared standing outside of Blaine's car, shivering, "Bye Kurt"

"Bye"