I realize it has been over a week since I posted the last chapter so I apologize. I have a stupid amount of work for University plus other stuff i'm working on so I may only be able to post a new chapter once a week from now on, but I promise that I will see this fanfiction out till the end. The last chapter again only got one review, so I will say again if you are reading the fanfic then please please review. Getting reviews is important as it helps to realize what people like and don't like, and if people are still reading it. So please review. It doesn't have to be anything particularly long I will be grateful for all reviews no matter of they are 10 or 100 words long. Thank you and enjoy chapter 8

Chapter 8

Darren's POV

The morning I had just spent with Chris had been amazing. It could have been because I had practically treated him as if he was my boyfriend, but he didn't seem to mind it that much and neither did I.

I really wanted to tell him that I liked him, and there was no way of getting around it. I had to tell him just that. The only problem was I couldn't even think of the words that I needed to say to him. Maybe a song. It was perfect until I realized it wasn't a Glee skit, it was the cold reality of real life that I had to face. Then it hit me, I could still take the Glee route anyway. Blaine had just kissed Kurt so what could it hurt that I did just the same. Rehearsals being the perfect place to do it, with us having a kissing scene and all. Chris would even be expecting it. Just this time it would have meaning and passion behind it. There was no way I could possibly mess things up this time.

"What are you smiling so freakishly over?" Chris waved his hand in front of my face as if I'd lost my mind.
"The show, I'm excited about the show," I grinned. It wasn't exactly a lie, though it was more rehearsals that I was really excited about. But I couldn't out right say 'Hey you! I like your face so imma kiss it later.' Now that would have been completely insane. Chris shook his head laughing.
"For now we have to survive rehearsals." Which was true, he could very well kill me if I kissed him and he didn't like me. Sighing I knew that also meant we had three hours of singing and dancing ahead of us. Also I had no clue where that left the time slot for us to practice out skit alone.

We wandered off together back to a room which had been made into a lounge for us. Chris ran over, almost knocking me over to get his coffee. You never want to get in the way of Chris and coffee."Yesterday we had Starbucks and today we are stuck with shit in a machine, it's not the same," he pouted, pouring himself a cup anyway.
"I'll take you to Starbucks tomorrow if you put up with it today," I smiled, turning away to sit down. Chris ran over and sat next to me cross legged, hugging me and thanking me for the Starbucks offer. He stared at me, sipping his coffee and sending butterflies through my stomach, making me more nervous then ever.
"Are you nervous about the show? You're acting weird," he questioned, his green eyes meeting mine. Chris knew I never freaked out about a show. At least I didn't let it show.
"Something like that, I'm just excited is all," I replied smiling. I was excited to get our rehearsal scene over and done with. Yet I was more nervous than ever. All I could think was that he would reject me and everything would be over completely. But I had to let him know because I didn't want to keep it to myself any longer. Chris' eyes never left mine, but he looked so confused.

Lea knocked on the door, telling us that we were up next to run through our skit, asking if it was ok if no one sat in for the first fifteen minutes because everyone else was on their break. I agreed, smiling because it meant I would have Chris to myself even if it was only for fifteen minutes. We walked out on the stage together to an empty arena.
"Are you sure you're alright tonight? You seem really tense," Chris kept at me.
"I'm fine, or I will be soon, really." My stomach was turning and my hands were getting clammy. I just needed to get it over with.
"Well picture this, in a few hours it will be packed in here full of screaming fans," he laughed as he span around in circles with his arms over his head.
"I can't wait," I smiled back.

Line by line we came to the end of our scene. I grabbed Chris' hand, pulling his body close to mine and pressing my lips against his. It was special and more passionate than we had ever kissed as Kurt and Blaine. I grazed my tongue across his lips, letting a soft moan escape into his mouth. Chris pushed me away.
"We didn't need to practice the kiss," he huffed out of breath. "And I told you, no damn tongue," he sighed, shaking his head in disbelief. I grabbed his hands again, this time locking our fingers together. I sighed smiling, staring into his beautiful eyes.
"Can't you see what you're doing to me? I wasn't rehearsing," I smiled. I had finally got it off my chest, so it wasn't a fake smile.
"What the hell is going on? Who put you up to this?" he questioned. I sighed, shaking my head.
"I lied before, I don't like Joe, or anyone else...Other than you". It was damn near impossible for me to get it through to him. I genuinely did like him. His eyes started to fill with tears. But of course, I had upset him. I freaked out on him for us waking up together and now just a few days later I randomly liked him. Totally normal. Chris' arms flew around my neck, almost knocking me over as his lips pressed against mine. I felt as if I was dreaming, or having a heart attack with how fast my heart was beating. I still had the show ahead of me but that didn't matter right now. I had a beautiful boy in my arms that I was more concerned about. Chris pulled away breaking the kiss, arms still around my neck.
"Could you not have told me any sooner?" he smirked.
"I had no clue what I was feeling before last nights kiss." Well I did feel bad about freaking out on him about waking up together and of course trying to shut him out of my life after last nights show.
"Still should have been sooner," Chris insisted smiling.
"I was just afraid; I didn't want to be rejected by you after how I had treated you." I felt so guilty, so why would he have liked me anyway? Chris was laughing.
"I've been head over heels for you for way over a year I would be insane to say no." I smiled, kissing him again. Everything was just too perfect, the timing, the boy, the kiss. Just one thing.
"Now, we have got to start rehearsing and try to forget about everything until after the show," I told him, though I knew I didn't want to leave his arms.
"Ugh, everything?" Chris groaned, pouting.
"That's right! Everything. Including the kiss." I grinned as his eyes perked up with a smile. He let go of my neck, running back over to his spot. I couldn't remember my lines anymore over everything that had just happened. My mind was in in a whirl. I didn't care much either, I couldn't even remember who kissed who first; I just knew that I had kissed him last.