I tried really hard to get this done today because I'll be too busy tomorrow.

I'm sorry to say, that I probably won't update next week. I'm going to be away all weekend, and I usually write during the weekends because I have school and rehearsal all week.

So, the next update will probably be in two weeks. Maybe I'll make a little mini chapter? I don't know.

Thanks for your continuous reviews! Let me know what you think about my next chapter. Thanks for reading.

Chapter 7

Kurt listened to Blaine talk about his family life, and how much he had to live in his brother's shadow. It felt nice to open up to each other. They had been sitting on the couch with the TV on mute for an hour, just talking. Kurt had told Blaine what it was like to lose his mother, and Blaine said sometimes he felt like his mother didn't like him at all. He also admitted that he really only continued to participate in football every year to make his father happy.

After talking for a long time, Burt entered the door with pizza in his arms. Blaine stood up and crossed to room to help him. He said, "Let me get that for you, Mr. Hummel," and grabbed the pizza box.

"You can call me Burt, son. And, thanks," Burt replied. He gave a look of approval to Kurt quickly and they followed Blaine into the kitchen.

They sat down and set the table and began to pick at the pie. "I love pizza so much," Blaine stated.

"Oh, we do, too. We actually went out for pizza a few days ago," Burt said. Blaine and Kurt shared a look and smiled, remembering when they barely met in the bathroom.

"Yeah, I know. I saw you guys there. I guess that's kind of how I met Kurt," Blaine informed Burt. Kurt thought he was so lucky to have had that brief moment with Blaine in the bathroom. Without that moment, Blaine might not have talked to Kurt on his first day. They might not have ended up friends.

"Well, then, here's to pizza," Burt exclaimed while holding up his slice. Blaine hit Burt's slice with his own, then looked warmly at Kurt.

"Here's to pizza," he whispered. Kurt laughed and bumped his pizza with Blaine's.

They each had two slices of the pizza, then they made themselves ice cream sundaes and brought them into the living room. Burt went upstairs with his so he could leave them alone. He was secretly hoping that Blaine was gay so that Kurt could date him.

Blaine sat cross-legged on the couch with his bowl in his lap. "We ate so much today," Blaine joked.

"We really did. I knew we should have split one cookie at lunch today. But, no, we each had to have our own cookie," Kurt commented.

"And then we come home and have chips and cheese doodles and pizza and ice cream. I wish I could eat like this every day." They both laughed.

"Me, too. Although, the way I eat on a daily basis is not much different," Kurt admitted.

"Yeah, I feel you. I guess I have a fast metabolism," Blaine said. He felt is stomach, and Kurt could basically see his abs through his shirt.

"We probably sweat all of our fat by playing Just Dance," Kurt joked. They laughed together and Blaine hit Kurt's shoulder lightly.

"That's definitely true," Blaine said back.

They talked and joked for a long time, and before they knew it, it was almost eight o'clock. Burt strolled down the stairs with an empty ice cream bowl.

"Hey, Blaine, if you want to sleep over, that's fine with me. But, you guys should sleep down here in the living room instead of in Kurt's room. You know, someone on the couch and someone on the floor or something." Kurt rolled his eyes and gave his father a dirty look.

"Sure, that'd be awesome. Let me go call my dad and ask. Excuse me," Blaine said, and walked into the kitchen to make the call.

"Dad, Blaine is not my boyfriend. We're not going to do anything," Kurt whispered harshly.

"Alright, alright. I'm just making sure, Kurt. Even if he's not your boyfriend, doesn't mean he won't be by tomorrow. Just be safe," Burt whispered back.

"Ew, dad. Stop. Nothing's going on between us. He's probably not even gay," he whispered even lower.

"Well, if he is, make sure you go for him. He seems very nice."

"He's the first friend I've ever brought home. Of course he seems nice."

Blaine came back into the living room. "My dad said yes," he said. Burt nodded.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," he said and pointed at Kurt, whose face was now red. Burt walked into the kitchen to put his bowl away, then walked upstairs where he would stay the rest of the night.

"Whoa, cool, my first sleepover. Besides football camp and football pasta parties and boring stuff like that," Blaine said. Kurt couldn't imagine Blaine hanging around the jocks, eating pasta and making inappropriate jokes while playing Call of Duty. That's how he imagined pasta parties. He didn't understand the point of them. Sure, eating pasta before a game made sense. But, eating pasta and junk food the night before a game and staying up all night together did not seem beneficial toward their playing skills.

"Mine, too," Kurt replied.

"Hey, can I check my Facebook? I'm in a group chat with the football team, and they always post things about practice being canceled and games and everything," Blaine asked.

"Sure." Kurt handed him his lap top, which was sitting on the coffee table. "I'll go get blankets and pillows from my room, so we have then for whenever we get tired." Kurt got up and walked up the stairs.

While Kurt was gone, Blaine clicked onto Facebook, and Kurt's account was already logged in, and the conversation between him and David was left open. Blaine was surprised when he saw David's name in Kurt's inbox, so he read the message out of curiosity. Kurt had come back down with blankets, and he didn't notice Blaine was logged onto his account. Blaine's mouth dropped and Kurt looked at him quizzically.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I can't believe he said that to you," Blaine uttered.

"What are you talking about?"

"Why didn't you tell me he said that?" Blaine asked.

"Who?"

"I'll kill him. That's why people kept asking me about you yesterday, they probably think we're dating," Blaine said. Suddenly, Kurt knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Bryan is telling everyone we're a thing. I'm sorry, Blaine," Kurt admitted.

"It's not your fault, Kurt. That's not even why I'm upset. In this message right here," Blaine pointed to the computer, "he's threatening you. He said 'I'll end you.' That's messed up. But, don't worry. I will never let any of those guys lay a hand on you. They'll have to go through me first," Blaine promised.

"So, you don't care about what they're saying? You know, that we're, like, dating, and all?" Kurt asked.

"People are going to talk about me my whole life, Kurt. People will assume things, and they'll say things and spread things that aren't true at all. People talk shit all the time. And, I think that's awesome. Because, now I know who I don't want to be friends with. If people are going to be mean or treat me differently just because of something stupid like dating a boy, then I know I won't want to be friends with them, because they're ignorant and homophobic and rude," Blaine explained.

"So, you are gay? Or are you just saying that as an example?" Kurt questioned. He couldn't help himself from asking.

"I don't know. I didn't think about it at all throughout my life. I never had any chance to date a girl or a boy, because no one would even look my way at my old school. I started thinking about it when I found out I was changing schools, because I knew I'd have a chance to try dating if I had friends. I haven't figured it out," he admitted to Kurt. "If I am, I probably won't admit it to myself for a while. I have no problem with gays at all, I'm just not ready to take a huge step like that. You know? Wait, are you gay?" Blaine asked.

"I am. And, if you need any help figuring anything out, I'm here. But, no pressure. I know it's hard," Kurt said.

"I just don't know how to figure it out," Blaine revealed.

"Well, let's start with this. Do you find guys attractive? Or girls?" Kurt asked.

"I have no idea. I mean, well, yeah, I guess. I can recognize that a girl is an attractive person, but that doesn't mean I want to be with her. Same thing with guys, though. I mean, I know you're definitely attractive, but I don't know what my feelings are toward you," Blaine stated without embarrassment. Kurt blushed at the compliment. "Sorry if this is weird that I'm saying this to you, but what if I do like you? And I'm not realizing it? I don't know what it feels like to have a best friend. I feel really happy and warm inside when I see you. But is that because you're my closest friend, or because I like you? Or both?"

Kurt blushed even more.

"Honestly, Blaine, if you're trying to figure out if you like me as a friend or more than a friend, I think you're probably gay. Or, at least bisexual. But, that's for you to figure out. Give yourself time to think about it," Kurt advised him.

"Okay, I will. Thanks, Kurt."

"No problem." Kurt said. He felt happy inside.

"So, you want to watch a movie or something before we go to sleep?" Blaine asked.

"Sure. What movie?"

"Definitely a Disney movie. Or Pixar. You know what I haven't seen in a while? Monsters Inc. Do you have that?"

"Of course I have that. It was my favorite as a kid." Kurt put the movie into the DVD player and sat right next to Blaine on the couch. Blaine grabbed a blanket and threw it over himself and Kurt.

They both put their feet up on the coffee table, and Blaine's foot was touching Kurt's. He didn't seem to notice, so Kurt didn't bother moving. They made comments throughout the movie.

"I always loved Boo. I want a little girl when I grow up," Blaine stated.

Toward the end of the movie, they both got sleepy. Blaine's head was resting on Kurt's shoulder. Kurt considered putting his arm around Blaine, but he figured that was too much. When the movie ended, Blaine's looked at Kurt.

"Do you have Monster's University?" he asked sleepily. He felt Kurt nod his head. "Put it on," he requested. Kurt rubbed his eyes and got up to switch movies.

"Thanks, Kurt. You're a fantastic host," Blaine declared. Kurt remained silent, but smiled. He sat back down and sunk into Blaine's side. Blaine put his arm behind Kurt's back.

This is how it feels to cuddle, Kurt thought. His head rested on Blaine's shoulder, and Blaine's head rested on top of Kurt's head. Kurt felt butterflies in his stomach, and Blaine felt warm inside.

They fell asleep, happy and peaceful.