A/N Thanks to all the amazing reviews for the last chapter. I love to know that there is so much interest in my stories. Thank you to all who follow and favourite this fic. To all my lovely readers, you are all awesome!
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Chapter Seven
"We didn't see much of Kurt today. I wonder where he ran off to this morning? He didn't really say, did he?" Jeff mused as he and Nick ambled through the corridors of the dorms towards Kurt's room in order to invite him to join them in the commons room. They really liked the new transfer student and wanted to get to know him a little better and since he had been so elusive today they had both agreed to go and visit with him this evening.
When they got to his door however they heard someone singing in the room, loudly, and it most definitely wasn't Kurt. It didn't sound like his voice at all.
"Do you think that it could be Kurt?" Jeff asked Nick after they had stared dumbfounded at one another for a few seconds, not knowing how to proceed any further.
"No, I don't. It doesn't sound at all like Kurt. Do you think we should leave them to it?" Nick replied, asking for Jeff's opinion on the matter. He didn't want to interrupt Kurt if he had company with him. They could always catch up with him tomorrow.
"I do. We can ask him about it tomorrow. Come on, I want to get to the games console before David does, otherwise we'll be spending the whole evening watching him play those boring racing games." Jeff told his dark haired boyfriend, taking his hand firmly and dragging Nick to the commons room and away from Kurt and his guest.
Kurt sat at the breakfast table the next morning in a daze as he thought back to the night before. Thoughts of Blaine upset had made him feel almost like he had been punched in the stomach, he had been winded so much by it. Only the thoughts of Blaine merrily dancing and singing his heart out to Katy Perry had livened his spirits enough to get out of bed and sit beside the Warblers at breakfast. He didn't know what it was about this boy, but he felt a connection to him that blew his mind away. It was almost as though they were meant to know one another. Kurt didn't really believe in destiny, but he was sorely tempted to say that it was destiny, meeting the stunning, golden eyed boy. A voice bought him out of his reverie and he turned to one of his new friends.
"Kurt are you ok? You seem really quiet this morning." Nick asked the boy next to him, who hadn't eaten anything on his plate at all this morning. Nick had worryingly watched him push everything around with his fork as he stared absent mindedly into what appeared to be nowhere.
"I just... It doesn't matter." Kurt mumbled and tried to take a bite of his pancakes, but they tasted like cardboard in his mouth and he pulled a face at the tastelessness before shoving his plate away from himself in disgust.
"We were going to call round for you yesterday but it sounded like you had company. He was pretty good you know." Jeff informed the chestnut haired boy, whose head whipped up sharply at that remark and glowered at the floppy haired blonde.
"Then why won't you let him audition? He was really upset yesterday because you all ignored him." Kurt spat back with venom, tears springing into his eyes as the two boys looked on aghast, looking as though they had no clue as to what Kurt was suggesting.
"We ignored him? When?" Jeff asked, sounding wounded at being accused of ignoring anybody.
"Wait, was that the voice I heard? Was that Blaine?" Nick asked, incredulous. "We're so sorry Kurt, we didn't see him at all. We were so busy arguing amongst ourselves. If we had known..."
"I'll tell you what, come round to mine for a movie night tonight and we'll call it even." Blaine and he had decided to try and have movie night again this evening since they hadn't actually gotten around to watching a movie last night. Kurt hadn't the heart to stop Blaine singing along to Katy last night since he seemed to be having so much fun and Kurt didn't want to spoil anything that made his friend smile. In fact, Blaine loved her songs so much that Kurt had spent last night after his friend had left burning a CD of all the Katy Perry songs he owned so he could give it to Blaine. As Kurt hatched the idea of having a couple of the Warblers over as well to this movie night, he smiled devilishly to himself. He was going to get them to at least acknowledge Blaine's presence if nothing else, and this time, Kurt would be there so they were not going to be able to ignore him, even if they wanted to.
"Are you sure?" Nick asked, looking hopeful at being forgiven so lightly.
"Yeah, I'm sure. Blaine doesn't tend to hold grudges. It's already forgiven." Kurt waved them both off with his hand and beamed warmly at the two boys, not knowing that Kurt intended for them to meet the dashing Dalton boy this evening whether they liked it or not.
All day between classes Nick and Jeff had been discussing Kurt's friend and the fact that they had seemingly ignored him yesterday after Warblers practice. Both of them felt so bad at the fact that they had ignored someone so completely. It had never been there intention. Since neither had met this boy or knew anything about him they decided to go to the master of all Dalton knowledge. Wesley Montgomery.
As they walked along to Warbler practice they both hoped to be able to find Wes already preparing for their glee club meeting, and thankfully, that was exactly, and predictably, where Wes was, looking like he was setting up practice for a song he was thinking of for sectionals. They sauntered up to their council leader, trying to appear open and friendly. Wes was no fool, he would know that they wanted something, but giving him warm, friendly signals was generally the way to go with the senior and lead Warbler.
"Wes, can we have a word?" Nick asked politely, placing his hands behind his back and watching as Jeff nodded vigorously, his eyes huge and innocent.
"Sure. What is it? And no you can't find out the song selections because we haven't made them yet." Wes told them both, giving each of them a pointed look and folding his arms defensively, wondering what the two boys wanted so badly.
Nick shook his head smiling. With Wes it was always the Warblers. "No, it's about Kurt's friend. Blaine?" Nick questioned Wes and saw a flicker of recognition on his face at that name. So Wes did know who he was then?
Wes sighed and rolled his eyes as if tired of talking about this particular subject. Obviously Kurt had been somewhat pushy with Wes if his actions were anything to go by. "What about him?"
"Well apparently he came to ask for an audition yesterday. He was who I heard Wes." Nick told their lead council member, hoping that Wes might give the boy a bit of a break and let him have an audition. After all they had been incredibly rude to him yesterday and Nick thought that Blaine deserved at least a chance after being treated so badly.
"I didn't see anyone." Wes responded, deadpan, not giving away any of his emotions.
"Kurt told us. And we heard him sing last night. He was good Wes. I mean, really good." Nick explained, stating firmly that he thought Kurt's friend had talent and that maybe they shouldn't overlook him so quickly.
Wes huffed and rolled his neck, sighing once again before dropping his arms to his sides. "Look I know every student at this school. He doesn't go here Nick. I don't know who he is, but he's not a Dalton student." The older boy informed his two Warblers tiredly. That's weird. If Wes doesn't know him, then who is he?
"You think he's a spy?" Jeff answered, Wes' implication having just gotten through to the boy and horror-stricken that someone was playing Kurt in that way. Clearly they must think that he is their weakest link being new to the school.
"It's a high probability. I think we need to look into local glee clubs and see whether anyone of that name is in any of them." Wes told them both, not beating around the bush. He wanted to nip this in the bud before it got any more serious than it already was. It was evident that Kurt really enjoyed this boys company, and if Wes was correct, from the sighs and dreamy expressions he had seen Kurt pull throughout the week with increasing alacrity, then Kurt had even deeper feelings starting to develop then friendship. Wes liked the lean, chestnut haired boy well enough and he didn't want to see him hurt, but he had a feeling that there was no way of getting around this situation without hurting Kurt at all.
"Well we can rule out the New Directions. Kurt would have known him from before otherwise and Kurt's not a good enough liar to pretend otherwise." Nick informed his fellow Warblers, looking a little gloomy at the thought of someone doing this to Kurt.
"Do you think maybe vocal adrenaline?" Jeff looked to the other two, who nodded morosely. They were the only glee club they knew who would be cruel enough to play with other peoples emotions just to get ahead.
"That's where I would start." At that Nick and Jeff looked at one another and nodded to each other grimly. This was not something they were going to enjoy doing, but it had to be done for the good of the team, because even though Kurt wasn't on the team yet, the likelihood was that he would be, and no one messes around with a Warbler and gets away with it. It looked like they were going to have some investigating to do...
Nick knocked on Kurt's door, a little excited at the prospect of getting to know his new friend better. Jeff, they had decided, would stay in his dorm tonight to carry out their investigation into Kurt's new 'friend', whoever he was. They both trusted Wes and so wanted to help everyone involved by finding out what was going on as quickly as possible.
As Kurt opened the door a large smile came over Nick's face. He really, truly liked this boy, his smarts, his quips, and his quick wits endeared themselves to Nick and he couldn't help but want to know Kurt better.
"Hey Nick, come on in." Kurt told him lightly, looking cheerful. When Nick stepped into the room however he was hit with a wave of icy coolness and couldn't help but shiver as the hairs on both his arms and the back of his neck stood up on end.
"Jeff not with you?" Kurt asked politely, looking a little disappointed at that thought.
"No, he wasn't feeling too well. He told me to say that he's sorry he couldn't make it." Nick responded, wrapping his arms around his waist and rubbing his hands up and down his arms to try and stay warm in Kurt's chilly room.
"You ok? You look cold." Kurt inquired of his friend, concern written on his face.
"I am a little." Nick confessed and sighed in relief when he saw Kurt go to fetch a sweater for him to use to get warmer. As he stepped into the room further he felt the strangest sensation creep over him, pulling him into turning his head towards the bed. Sitting on top of the duvet, his legs crossed, was a boy in the Dalton uniform, small for his age, with very dark, gelled back hair, which Nick assumed was because it was curly. His liquid golden eyes seemed scarily intense as they stared at one another for the brief moments that Kurt was rummaging in his closet. A small gasp escaped Nick's mouth. Was this Blaine? For some reason Nick couldn't fathom, he felt very strange when looking at the boy, as though something was not quite right. He turned away from the boys eyes and the overwhelming wave of relief he felt was palpable. The world felt right again. Frowning, he turned back to the boy once more and watched as his golden eyes looked on at him with concern embedded deep within them.
"Are you ok?" The boy asked him in the smooth lilt that was definitely from the person who sang yesterday. "You don't look so good."
Shocked, Nick stuttered in reply. "I'm fine, thanks." He was taken aback by the evident concern in this boys voice. He doesn't even know me and he sounds worried. Who exactly is this boy?
Kurt returned to Nick's side with a sweater in his hands. "Here you go, this is nice and thick. It should keep you snug and warm." Kurt handed over the lengthy, grey sweater to which Nick gratefully received, hastily putting it on over his Dalton shirt before placing his blazer back over the top.
"Oh, I just realised, I should make introductions, shouldn't I? Blaine Anderson this is Nick Duval. Nick, Blaine." Kurt introduced the two boys pointing from one to the other as he made his introductions and confirming Nick's suspicions.
"Hi, nice to meet you." Blaine responded politely and a little shyly.
"Likewise." Nick didn't know what else to say. The boy in front of him seemed like a very nice, kind and considerate person, but Nick couldn't shake the feeling that something was a little off about him. Something not quite right. It was as though, and Nick thought he was almost crazy to think it, but like he just didn't quite belong. However, he was determined to try and make friends with this boy who clearly meant a lot to Kurt from the way the chestnut haired boy practically shone when looking and conversing with Blaine. But then, Nick realised as he watched the pair, it looked like the feelings were mutual. God I hope Wes is wrong and he's not a spy. It would break Kurt's already fragile heart.
"So what movie do we want to watch then?" Kurt asked and the movie night was under way. Nick decided he was going to try and get to know Blaine this evening, whatever he may be. Maybe by knowing him better I'll understand this weird feeling I'm getting in the pit of my stomach and the niggling sensation in the back of my mind...
