What, new chapter, what! Sorry for not posting in literally months, I've had horrid writers block but I'm back baby! Got my groove back a few weeks ago, and then today! So I hope this chapter is satisfactory because I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up, but hopefully soon because so many of you asked me about this chapter and I don't want to let you guys down. So thanks so much for reading and enjoy this chapter!


Kurt sat, bored, at the counter of the bookstore. He'd finished reading a new book that Matt had recommended and was unsure of what to read next. He looked up at the clock to see that it was almost midday and was waiting to see if Blaine was coming in.

He heard the familiar chime of the bell as the door opened, Kurt was surprised at who was there.

"Hey Lola," Kurt choked out, suddenly scared that Lola knew about he and Blaine's lunches or feelings.

"Hi! I was on a break so I thought I'd pop by, I hope that's okay.." Lola trailed off as she walked towards Kurt.

"That's totally fine, I just hope you brought food I'm starving," Kurt said, reaching for his pocket to grab his phone. Blaine, can't do lunch today. Tomorrow instead? He clicked the send button and grabbed a chair for Lola who commented on how she'd brought Italian food, which Kurt willingly accepted, "So what brings you here? I've known you for 2 months and you've never stopped by. Is everything okay?"

"Oh, yeah of course, just the girls at my work were extra bitchy today so I needed to get out,"

"I see," Kurt said, which caused a silence as they both ate a mouthful of pasta.

"So, seen Henry lately?"

"Uh, no. That's not really working out. Not really my type I suppose."

"Oh.. got your eye on anyone else?"

Oh no, not really, just your husband.. "Not really, just focussing on work I suppose, I'll find someone when the time comes," Kurt lied.

"When your soulmate comes along?"

"Soulmate? Perhaps."

"Do you.. not believe in soulmates?" Lola quizzed, raising an eyebrow.

"I guess I do, it seems a little farfetched but it makes sense," because I found your husband and it made soulmates make a lot of sense, "Do you?"

"Yeah, I mean I think so.."

"So is Blaine your soulmate?" Kurt asked, unsure if he even wanted to know the answer because the work Homewrecker was playing over and over in his mind.

"I..I think so," Lola said, a look of confusion and deep thought taking over her features.

"Why? I mean, if you don't think he's your soulmate then why did you marry him?"

"Because I love him," Lola said with a small smile, "But I always thought.. its always been in the back of my mind that if Blaine found someone else, someone better," Lola's voice broke, "That it would only be a matter of time that he would leave."

Kurts heart broke.

He never thought Lola would think that way at all, he was expecting his heart to break in a completely different way, that Lola would say that Blaine was her soulmate and Kurt would feel guilty and torn about liking someone's 'soulmate', but instead his thoughts were only fueled to believe that Blaine was his soulmate. Kurt realised there had been a silence for a minute or so, and that Lola was just playing around with her lunch, not looking back up at Kurt. But Kurt didn't know what to say, how do you respond to that? Confess that he is Blaine's soulmate? Tell her that Blaine probably is her soulmate? Tell her to harden up and believe in herself? Tell her to leave Blaine?

None of those seemed like appropriate things to say.

"I-I don't know what to say, come here," Kurt said as he got up and walked around the counter, putting his arms around her for a tight hug as she put the box of food down, instantly wrapping her arms around Kurts waist. They stood in silence, after a moment Kurt felt her shudder under his touch, hearing a choked sob escape her throat as she buried her head into his chest. "Its okay," Kurt consoled as he rubbed her back lightly. What am I doing, I'll be responsible for this feeling if I continue hanging out with Blaine, I'm a homewrecker. I can't do this.

"I'm s-sorry, Kurt," Lola hiccuped as she exited Kurts grasp.

"Its fine, really. I mean usually the only people who cry here are when they finish books, or their favourite character dies but.." Lola laughed at Kurts comment,

"I'm sorry, I'm sure I'm just making it all up in my head."

If only you were.


"I want to take you out for dinner." Blaine stated, breaking the silence at the table.

"Blaine, we're already eating dinner, what are you talking about?" Lola responded before taking a mouthful of stir fry.

"No, not today, tomorrow!" I want to give our marriage another chance, to make it work, it needs to work, "It'll be great, nice dinner, then come home and have a little dessert..?" Blaine quirked an eyebrow but even saying the words made him feel ill. Lola smiled faintly, though her eyes were the giveaway that she was excited.

"Sure," she replied before looking down to her plate and smiling slightly. Blaine felt guilty, he had been for so long and he wanted to get over Kurt and make up for avoiding Lola for so long. This date will bring back the spark. That's all we need.

Blaine sat at his desk, decidedly not going to see Kurt for lunch because this way his day for Lola. He'd planned a dinner at Lola's favourite restaurant and then to stay at a high quality hotel in the next town over.

When we get back to the hotel, I'm going to have sex with Lola. My wife, not Kurt. Lola. I want to have sex with Kurt. Shit! I mean Lola! I want to have sex with Lola. I want to fix our marriage.

As the way wore on and Blaine continued to give himself a pep talk about how he could go through with the night ahead, Kurt contnued to walk his way into his mind, Blaine only shoving him out after a minute or two of bliss, thinking about the two of them together before scolding himself, this process happening countless times throughout the day.

By the time Blaine left his office for the day he was exhausted because of his inner battle, trying to look happy when he picked up Lola.

"How was work?" Lola asked as she got into the car and placed a kiss on Blaine's lips.

"Boring, the usual. How was your day?"

"The way it usually is," Lola groaned. And that was the extent of the conversation, and Blaine's thought of a conversation graveyard and saw the tombstone of his current one "The end: of a conversation, and a marriage", it read. Blaine pushed the vision from his mindas he pulled into the restaurant, Lola squealing and grabbing his arm as she realised where they were. Blaine smiled at the excited woman next to him as they pulled up to the restaurant.

Here we go.


Blaine felt exhausted. His mind was drained of all energy as he sat back in the car, turning the engine on feeling completely overriden with frustration because his dinner didn't accomplish what he'd hoped. He and Lola pulled out of the driveway in silence, Blaine deciding to take the long way home through the local park. He pulled up in the parking lot and got out of the car, Lola only following him to ask what they were doing there.

Blaine looked around, checking that the park was deserted before pulling Lola into a darker section of the park and pushing her against a tree and kissing her with all he had left, feeling Lola melt into him for a second before pushing him away gently, "What are you doing Blaine?"

"Lets just do it, right here. I want you so badly," he whispered, lying, before crushing his lips back against hers.

"But we have a bed!" Lola exclaimed between a kiss.

"So? Isn't this hotter, the thrill of possibly being caught?" Blaine grunted as he pushed himself up against Lola, only to feel Lola push him away a little and grabbing his hand, trying to walk him back to their car.

"No, we have a bed! C'mon, we'll do it when we get home," she winked, causing Blaine's stomach to churn before he overpowered it.

"No, here baby," he grunted and pulled her back into the dark and beginning to unbutton her shirt before he heard a sound a few metres away.

"Who's there!" Lola yelled.

"Yeah, who's there, come out here!" Blaine yelled, deepening his voice.

Two men walked out from behind a big tree, buttoning up their shirts. Blaine felt not only awkward but a little jealous.

"Sorry, we were trying to be quiet," the man on the left said.

"I- uh. That's totally fine, we were just…" Lola laughed, also buttoning her shirt back up. Blaine laughed anxiously, scratching the back of his head.

"Hey, us too!" One of the men said happily.

"Oh, no no, we're married," Blaine nodded.

"It must be nice being married," the man said again.

"We just met this evening," the other, shorter man smiled.

"Sometimes I feel like we did too." Lola said, faking a smile and looking at Blaine.

There was a silence after that, no one really knowing what to say.

"We'll go. We have a bed," Blaine blurted out, the two men giving him a weird look, "bye."

And with that he dragged Lola from the park and back into the car. Well that didn't go how I wanted it to.


Kurt sat on his couch, watching re-runs of Friends, one that he'd seen a million times so he was talking along with the dialogue. He looked at his phone as Chandler made a joke, Kurt laughing along with the audience, his thumb hovering over the call button, Blaine's smiling face staring at him as he looked at the contact icon that Blaine had set for himself, making Kurt remember the day.

Just call him, what's the big deal? Kurt thought to himself, trying to persuade his brain to do what he wanted.

"Tomorrow." Kurt nodded, and threw his phone back on to the couch and continued watching Friends.


The next morning Kurt woke to the ding sound his phone made when he had a text message. He rubbed at his eyes and growled at his phone when he looked at the time, "Its only 6am, who the hell is awake.." he mumbled, but quickly sat up when he saw Blaine's face smiling at him.

Hey, are we still on for lunch today? It feels like forever..

Kurt's heart nearly jumped out of his chest. He smiled down at his phone and quickly hit reply.

Of course. 2) Why are you up so early ugh

Within 30 seconds he got a reply, startling him as he was still getting out of bed.

Actually, can I come in this morning? If Matt's not there.

Kurt re-read the text probably 20 times, trying to figure out why Blaine could possibly want to come in to the shop in the morning.

Uh, sure of course. Matt's not in until 11 and I get there at 8:30 so whenever.

Kurt jumped out of bed then, having a shower and still wondering what Blaine was coming in so early for.

Blaine walked into the bookstore, frantic as ever, his thoughts making him go crazy and his mind going numb. He turns at the desk, relieved but frustrated to see the beauty that is Kurt standing before him, wide eyed but smiling as he recognizes Blaine's presence.

"Hey!"

"No.. no Kurt don't 'hey' me, I can't.. we can't.. you-I. You make me feel this way and I shouldn't." Blaine said, pacing back and forth as though he's thinking out loud but really his thoughts have been like this for weeks, unstable and about Kurt, "I shouldn't, I can't, I'm.. I'm.. I'm married Kurt. Fuck, I'm fucking married. To a lovely woman who is fantastic and I do love her and then you. And I'm feeling this way about you," Blaine pointed to Kurt, "Why are you so damn perfect Kurt, tell me why?"

Kurt walked towards Blaine, placing a single finger over Blaine's lips, instantly quieting him. For a second, Blaine's eyes softened and everything seemed right in the world, then all those thoughts came rushing back.

"No, no Kurt!" Blaine practically yelled, walking away from Kurt, but still speaking as he walked towards the staircase, "Yo-" Blaine was interrupted by a man walking into the store, smiling as he saw Kurt.

"Ah, you're the manager here? I'm looking for a book for a 5 year old girl, its her birthda-" he stopped talking when Kurt ran in the other direction, "I, uh, hello?"

Kurt came running back with a book in his hands and shoved it in the man's arms, "Here, she'll love this it's about ponies and fairies she'll love it. It's on the house. Goodbye," Kurt said, almost pushing the man out of the store before closing the door in his face, getting a weird look from the man who then walked away slightly pleased. Kurt immediately walked up the stairs behind Blaine who was still frantic.

"You cannot do this to me, you're so amazing and making me fall in lo- lo- la, NO." Blaine said, now at the top of the stairs, spinning around to find Kurt behind him, looking at him with a look of utter shock and Blaine thought he saw a glimpse of happiness in Kurt's eyes, "Fuck, Kurt you're making me crazy and I can't take it anymore, whatever this is, whatever we have is over." Blaine said, quieter than before. Kurt froze. He saw the hurt in Blaine's eyes before Blaine walked past him and down the stairs. Kurt nearly fell over, but he made it up the stairs into a small corridor of books, guarded by a wooden railing so he was hidden from view.

Kurt heard footsteps coming up the stairs and got up to see Blaine coming back, but Blaine didn't say a word, instead he grabbed Kurt by the waist and smashed their lips together. Kurt's hands instinctively snaked around Blaine's neck, feeling nothing but pure bliss as he felt Blaine's lips against his, fitting perfectly with each other, as they both slowly went to the ground, soon Blaine being on top of Kurt, Kurt wrapping his legs around Blaine as he felt Blaine's tongue explore his mouth, letting out a small moan at the feeling when-

DING

Kurt heard the door open, and Blaine jump off him, still sitting on the floor, concealed by the railing.

"Hello? Kurt?" a woman's voice said.

Kurt jumped up off the floor and walked down the stairs, face still flushed red, "Hi Lola." Kurt said a little too enthused.

Kurt cleared his throat, "Just uh, stocktaking, you know, uh. Hey."

"Hey."

They stood in silence for a minute.

"So uh, what do you want, Lola?"

"To buy a book?"

"RIGHT!" Kurt yelled, relieved.

"Why else would I be here?"

"I really don't know."

"Well its not for me, its for my husband. Blaine, you know him." Lola joked.

"I do, as a matter of fact." Kurt laughed awkwardly.

"Yeah just, lately he's been acting.. kind of strange. And I mean, they say there's nothing quite like a well timed bloom, but the lady at the flower shop down the road scares me so I decided to get him a book."

"Okay, so what do you want to get him then?"

"You know what he likes." Lola smiled.

"Autobiographies," they said in unison. Lola laughed and Kurt smiled awkwardly as they walked towards the section of autobiographies. Lola quickly scanned through the books and picked one out, making small talk with Kurt.

"So how did you enjoy the play the other week?"

"It was good, definitely an experience," Kurt smiled again.

"And how did you find, uh, Blaine?"

"Fine, I mean I don't, he was.. fine." Kurt rambled.

"I don't suppose he said, uh, he didn't uh, say anything about me?" Lola asked, clearly having a hard time talking about whatever was going on. There was a silence, Kurt didn't know what to say, "I just feel like I've done something wrong, is all. Well, that's what I think. And if he said what it is, that I've done. Or haven't done, for that matter, then I can stop it. Or start. Or whatever." Blaine's heart sank in his chest, not once had Lola done anything wrong or not done anything, he felt guilt sweep over him. "So that we can just.." Lola sighed, and made a hand gesture, "Like before. We can just go back to being like we were before."

Kurt stared at Lola, wanting to say so much to her and say how it was all his fault but he knew he couldn't, and wouldn't for his own safety.

"He didn't say anything about you," Kurt finally replied with.

"Right. And now I've embarrassed you," Lola said, before taking a deep breath and smiling, "And myself, evidently. Which you know, is normal, completely normal. Uh, so. Okay. How much for that?" Lola asked, pointing to the book on the counter.

"Oh, on the house." Kurt insisted.

"Thanks." Lola said quietly before taking the book and walking towards the door.

"You should ask him you know, not me." Kurt said, just before Lola walked out of the store.

"I can't ask Blaine if there's something wrong, I. I can't," Lola smiled weakly, "Way too scary."

"Why?"

Lola looked at Kurt for a minute pursing her lips, looking as though she was about to cry, "What if there is?" And with that she walked out, the only sound being the bell on the door as it shut behind her.

Kurt exhaled and leaned on the desk in front of him, the conversation and the past 10 minutes swirling in his mind torturing him. After a couple of minutes Kurt heard movement from up the stairs and saw Blaine run down the stairs and out the door, Kurt quickly running after him and out the door.

"Blaine, Blaine wait!" Kurt yelled after Blaine, even though he continued running. They ran for almost two blocks when Blaine finally stopped in a park, sitting on a bench while he caught his breath.

"Kurt, please!" Blaine said, frustrated.

"Just talk to me!" Kurt yelled.

"What do you want me to say? I heard what she said. My god, I'm lying there and I heard him I'd just been doing that with you and she's blaming herself!"

"Then end this." Kurt stated, Blaine getting up off the seat.

"How?"

"Tell me to go," Kurt said, looking into Blaine's eyes and trying his best not to break down, "Tell me that's what you want and I will walk away and you will never see me again. Okay?"

"No, that's not okay." Blaine replied, followed by a silence. "Is that what you want?"

"I want you."

"..Kurt," Blaine whispered, staring back into Kurt's eyes.

"I know."

"I can't."

"I know." Kurt said again, "We'll be okay."

Blaine looked at Kurt, his eyes brimming with tears before looking away. Kurt leaned in and hugged him, kissing his cheek before holding Blaine in his arms for what he could only think would be the last time. He held him tight, feeling his heart beat against him.

"Don't forget me," Kurt whispered in the embrace.

"I won't remember anything else," Blaine whispered back, holding Kurt tighter.

And with that Kurt leaned back from Blaine and without another word walked away.