When Blaine woke up the next morning, Kurt was gone. This was strange, as Kurt was usually still asleep by the time Blaine left for breakfast. Blaine smiled, for the first time in a long time, at the thought of Kurt. Blaine rolled over, a dopy grin on his face, as he pushed his face into his pillow.
He rushed through his shower, and messed up his tie three times because he wasn't paying attention. He grabbed his bag on the way to the door, and all but ran to first period in order to get his seat next to Kurt. He got there just as the bell rang. He hadn't realised he was late, and remembered he hadn't even checked the time.
Blaine collected himself before entering the room, to which he was the last one to enter.
"Nice of you to join us, Mr Anderson," His English teacher said sarcastically, looking up at him over the top of his glasses. Blaine didn't acknowledge the comment, but his eyes automatically panned the room for Kurt. The blue eyes he had come to know so well caught his own, and Blaine realised that the seat next to Kurt had been filled. Blaine couldn't help the glare that he gave Harry as he walked to the back of the class. As he pulled out his textbooks, Kurt turned around slightly to give him an apologetic look.
The lesson passed in a blur, Blaine couldn't focus on the work and instead glared at the back of Harry's head.
It wasn't until lunch time that Kurt and Blaine were finally able to speak. Kurt was waiting outside of Blaine's math lesson, fiddling awkwardly with his bag.
"Hey," Blaine smiled, shocked to see Kurt there.
"Hey," Kurt grinned, looking nervous.
"What's up?" Blaine asked, lifting his bag further up his shoulder. Kurt shrugged.
"Not much. I just wanted to say sorry about English. Harry wouldn't change seats," Kurt said, eyebrows pulling together angrily.
"It's cool, don't apologise," Blaine smiled. "Lunch?"
"Um, no, I cant," Kurt's eyes widened a little, and he averted his eyes. "I have to go and pick something up."
"Okay," Blaine smiled faltered slightly. He couldn't deny that he had been excited to spend time with Kurt. He was curious, however, as to why Kurt seemed so horrified at the idea of eating lunch. Or maybe it was because Kurt just didn't want to have lunch with Blaine.
"I should go if I want to be back in time," Kurt stammered. Blaine nodded.
As he walked away, Kurt internally punched himself for lying to Blaine. Well, it wasn't exactly a lie, he did have to go and pick up his meds. He just wasn't ready to eat, or to make up excuses as to why he wasn't hungry, around Blaine.
Thinking of Blaine gave him butterflies, and he couldn't help the smile that crept onto his face.
"What are you smiling for?" Harry's arm wrapped around Kurt's shoulder, making the smaller boy jump. Kurt uncoiled himself from Harry's grasp, the other boy looking hurt by the action.
"N-nothing," Kurt muttered, pulling his car keys out of his bag.
"Everything okay? You seem upset," Harry said, looking down at Kurt sympathetically.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Kurt smiled for Harry's benefit.
"Good. Where are you going?" Harry asked, indicating Kurt's car keys. They were now near the foyer.
"I just have to go and pick something up." Kurt shrugged.
"Oh, want me to come with?"
"No, it's okay, don't worry about it," Kurt smiled. He pushed open the door that led to the student parking lot, and was almost near his car.
"Really, it's no problem," Harry grinned.
"I think I'd rather go alone," Kurt tried not to snap at him, but he just wouldn't give up.
"Oh okay," Harry nodded glumly, "well, see you in PE."
Kurt watched as Harry sulked away, trying not to feel guilty. He climbed into his car and headed to the Westerville mall.
It was only five minutes away, giving Kurt plenty of time to get there and pic up his meds. His dad had made sure Kurt was able to pick them up there, rather that go all the way back to Lima. Kurt parked his car easily enough, and made his way into the mall. This was the first time he had been to pick them up, and he got lost trying to find the pharmacist. When he finally found it ten minutes later, he went to the back of the long line. He checked his watch impatiently; he had thirty five minutes, plenty of time to get back to school.
"Well, hello Porcelain." Kurt jumped and span around, seeing Sue Sylvester stood behind him.
"Hello, coach." Kurt replied, looking spooked.
"Come to collect your crazy pills?" She smirked, and Kurt turned around, ignoring her rude comment. He was almost at the front of the queue.
"I'm just messing with you, Lady," Sue said. Kurt turned around, rolling his eyes at his former teacher.
"Why are you here? Westerville's a two hour drive from Lima?" Kurt asked.
"Well, Porcelain, the coffee in Lima is simply disgusting. When I saw your sweet little face wondering about, I just had to come and say hello," She smiled, raising a cup of coffee as evidence.
"Okay..." Kurt said.
He got to the front of the line, and handed his ID to the boy at the counter. The boy left to get his medication, and Kurt tapped his foot on the floor to distract himself.
"Here you go," The boy smiled, handing Kurt the paper bag. Kurt thanked him, and turned around to leave. He said goodbye to Sue, and left before she could do anything to him.
Climbing back into his car, Kurt chucked his the bag onto the passenger seat and drove back to school.
He still had twenty minutes before his forth period, so he set out to find Blaine.
He went to their dorm first, to discover that Blaine wasn't there. He threw his bag of meds on the bed, making a note to tell his dad he had picked them up. Then he went to the cafeteria, but he still couldn't see Blaine anywhere.
Nick waved at him from across the room, and he made his way over whilst still panning for Blaine. Jeff pulled out a chair for him, and Kurt dropped down into it.
"Not hungry?" Nick asked, offering Kurt his plate of peach slices. Kurt shook his head.
"I ate when I was out."
"Hey Kurt," Harry said, sitting next to him with his food tray. "Did you get what you needed?"
"Yeah, thanks for asking," Kurt said.
"Oh good," Harry grinned, and stretched his arm out so that it was resting on the back of Kurt's. Kurt shifted uncomfortably in his seat, and it wasn't unnoticed by Jeff and Nick, who looked at each other in confusion.
"Harry, did you do that Math homework Wilson set?" Jeff asked, his eyes flickering to Harry's hand, still confused.
"Crap, no! I totally forgot," Harry moved his arm to pick up his bag, but put his hand on Kurt's thigh as he did so. Alarmed, Kurt looked up wide eyed at Nick, who saw the action and was equally confused.
"Harry?" Kurt cleared his throat, blushing and uncomfortable at the sudden action. Harry moved his hand without acknowledging Kurt's response and rooted through his bag.
"I should get going, I want to see Blaine before PE," Kurt said, picking up his bag from the floor.
"Blaine, huh? I didn't realise you too were getting close?" Nick smirked, wriggling his eyebrows suggestively. Kurt rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the smile at his friend's antics.
"Are you two a thing now?" Jeff asked, grinning.
"Of course not! Don't be ridiculous!" Harry burst out laughing, looking up at Kurt as if expecting him to join in. Confused, Kurt turned to wave at Jeff and Nick and turned around to leave. Blaine appeared in the doorway, looking around the room. His hazel eyes landed on Kurt, and a smile lit up his face. Kurt moved towards him, but was stopped when someone caught his wrist.
Kurt span around in shock, to see Harry gripping his wrist, and Kurt felt like he was back at McKinley for a moment.
"Kurt, I'm sorry if I upset you, but you shouldn't be with Blaine, he's not good for yo-"
"Harry, let go," Kurt said, annoyed and, though he hated to admit it, scared, as he tried to pull out of Harry's grasp.
"I just don't want you to make the same mistake I did!" Harry said.
"Harry, let go of Kurt," Nick said, seeing how tight Harry's grasp was. Harry let go, his eyes wide, shocked at his own actions.
"Kurt I'm so so-"
"Kurt, are you okay?" Blaine asked, rushing over.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Kurt muttered, rubbing his wrist.
"What the hell is your problem?" Blaine glared at Harry.
"What does this have to do with you, Anderson?" Harry glared, his eyes burning.
"This has everything to do with me!" Blaine snapped.
"I told you to stay away from K-"
"He is not your property! You don't get to tell me to stay away!" Blaine shouted. Their argument had caught the attention of the rest of the cafeteria, and all eyes were on them. Before anyone could react, Harry had ran at Blaine and shoved him into the table. Blaine kicked out, Harry falling off of him. Blaine through a punch, which connected with Harry's jaw.
"Not again," Jeff groaned, angrily, and rushed to the boys fighting on the floor. Harry punched Blaine in the gut, who groaned.
"Stop this," Kurt shouted, and rushed to help Jeff. Jeff tried to pry Harry off of Blaine, but Harry turned to push Jeff away and missed, punching the boy in the face.
"Break it up!" It was Kurt's Math teacher, rushing over to the boys still fighting on the floor. Nick was by Jeff's side, inspecting his face. Kurt pulled Blaine up from the floor whilst the teacher tried to restrain Harry. Both boys were shaking with anger and covered in blood.
"Principals office. Now!" The teacher shouted, making everyone jump. Blaine shrugged off Kurt and stalked away. "You too!"
Confused, Kurt followed after them. Worried about getting into trouble, he kept his head down. He felt bad for Blaine, but was also slightly scared of him. He had never expected the boy to fight like that.
Mr Fence, the school principal, glared over the top of his glasses at the three boys sat in front of him.
"Well..." Mr Fence sighed, folding his hands in front of him. "Here we are again. And Mr Hummel has joined us,"
"This isn't Kurt's fault, Sir," Blaine interjected.
"It has come to my attention that your fight was at the cause of Mr Hummel," Mr Fence said gravely. Kurt flinched internally, because he knew it was true.
"Sir, please, Kurt isn't at fault. Harry was the one who punched me, unprovoked-" Blaine said.
"I wouldn't say unprovoked," Harry muttered, crossing his arms and slouching in his chair.
"Enough! I am tired of you two boys fighting. It's gone on long enough. You know the rules at Dalton, we have a zero policy bullying scheme, and that includes incidents like this. You could both be suspended!" Mr Fence warned. Kurt was still confused as to why he was here, as he hadn't actually done anything wrong. What if he was suspended.
"But, sir, I -" Harry began desperately.
"I will not suspend you this time, however you both have detention every day this week. If anything like this happens again, I will not hesitate to suspend both of you indefinitely. You can both leave," Mr Fence said, and pointed to the door. Both boys left without saying anything, Blaine looking apologetically at Kurt as they did.
"Mr Hummel, I just want to tell you you're not in trouble," Mr Fence smiled slightly, taking off his glasses. Kurt sighed in relief. "I just wanted to apologize for what has happened. Mr Anderson and Mr Bell have had trouble in the past, and it's unfortunate that you have been dragged into it. I also wanted to ensure that everything is okay?"
"Yes, thank you," Kurt nodded.
"Your father made it quite clear that you...condition, if I might say, it not one that should be ignored and here at Dalton we care about our students," Mr Fence said carefully.
"Thank you, sir."
"If ever you need help, or advice, myself or the nurse can help you. Please don't hesitate to ask."
"Yes, sir," Kurt nodded, averting his eyes.
"If there is nothing else I need to know, then you can leave."
"I understand, thank you," Kurt smiled politely and stood up, grabbing his bag.
"Good day, Mr Hummel."
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