Klaine forever and ever 3- don't worry, i plan to get fluff in soon! I just wanted to do a build up, make it so you guys want to read on:')

Just making it clear again: I DO NOT HATE BLAINE. he gets his happiness soon, all he needs is a kick up the arse!

So i wasn't going to post this today but i thought, why not, it's christmas! and since i probably won't be able to post again till saturday...

also, fluff is coming soon! hold on ladies and gays.

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October 9th 2009

Am i dead yet? Well, i want to be. There's only so long i can avoid school before it turns around and bites you on the ass. Note to any kids that want to get a week off school without questions from teachers or parents; blame it on the runs. I suppose me putting this off for so long isn't the best thing to do, i mean what's the worst that can happen? Everyone looks at me like a i'm a piece of dirt, i get shoved into lockers and have 'fag' spray painted over everything i look at? Oh wait, that happened before my life became an even bigger mess. Isn't that just fan fucking tastic?! Maybe i should become part of a religion? Then if someone asks me something i can just start shouting at them, telling them that they can't ask that because that's discriminating against me. I don't think there is a God up there though, i mean if there was, surely the world would have opened up and swallowed me a long time ago, not just for my sake but for the rest of this pathetic world's sake.

"Oh, Mr Hummel, you are still alive!" Mr Clarke, Kurt's even more sarcastic English teacher announced as he strolled into the room. "You'll be happy to know that all you missed was the project brief, you know; the thing that's going to help you pass this class." The teacher smiled in a patronising manner and Kurt simply rolled his eyes. He sat in his usual seat at the back, with an empty seat beside him. Since Kurt didn't really like anyone in this class, he was always stuck on his own.

"You'll be happy to know that i've already paired you with someone too." Mr Clarke smiled, this time a genuine smile, well as genuine as he could make to the boy and handed him a slip of paper. Kurt looked to the top of the page and noticed 2 names scribbled down, one being his, the other reading as: Blaine Anderson.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Kurt said almost too loudly.

"Excuse me Mr Hummel?" Mr Clarke turned sharply, as did the heads of half the class.

"Blaine has showed up to this class twice this whole semester and you expect me to write a project with him?" Kurt threw his hands up in frustration.

"Spoke too soon Hummel." The teacher sighed as he looked towards the door to see a short boy resting his arms on the door frame.

"I'm sorry but i refuse to work with him." Kurt sat back in his chair and folded his arms. Blaine walked slowly towards the seat next to Kurt, acquiring some dirty looks on his way over.

"If you refuse, you're to be kicked off the course." The teacher announced, not even looking back to the boy. Blaine slumped next to Kurt but Kurt did the immature thing of shuffling his chair away from him.

"I don't have a disease you know." Blaine mumbled, probably not wanting Kurt to hear that.

"Even if you did, i've probably already caught it." Kurt mumbled back to the boy.


Once the bell had gone for second period, Blaine got out of that English room as quickly as he could. Being that close to Kurt, being able to smell his beautiful scent was too much. The temptation to just pin him down was too much. He'd mucked up big time in the space of about 2 weeks, this was all on him. Blaine thought missed second period was a good idea, he was already excelling in Math, what was the point of going to the lesson. He decided to hit the gym, he didn't to get all this anger he was feeling out of his system. Once in the gym, Blaine was hitting that bag like his life depended on it, he'd never felt so relaxed in that one moment. He was then bought out by someone he really did not want to talk to today, or ever for that matter.

"Still throwing your little sissy punches Anderson?" Karofsky smirked as he got a few items from his locker.

"Don't talk to me." Blaine told him in between punches.

"Aw, is little Blainey pissed off because he can't get Kurt. Aw, baby." Karofsky cooed, then changed into a chuckle

"At least i didn't have to force myself on him." Blaine mumbled, hoping he didn't hear that. He really wasn't in the mood for a fight, he just wanted to punch something that would never return the gesture.

"What did you just say?" Karofsky said through his teeth as his locker slammed shut.

"Kurt came to me whereas you had to bully him for a few years then sexually assault him." Blaine smirked, not making eye contact.

"Fuck you Blaine." Karofsky was clearly trying to stop himself from lashing out at the smaller boy.

"Is that a command or are you just going to force yourself on me too?" Blaine smirked again, rather proud of his own comments.

"You know Anderson, you're no better than me. You may think you are but you're not." Karofsky had managed to get control of himself, despite wanting to rip the boys throat out, he had managed to ground himself.

"Oh really? What makes you think that?" Blaine still had his cocky defence up.

"No one may know about who i like but at least i have the balls to tell the person i'm in love with." Now Karofsky was the one wearing the smirk. Blaine's faded as he heard the word 'love.'

"What makes you think i'm 'in love'?" Blaine stopped punching and started shifting awkwardly.

"I've seen the looks you give him. It's like a scene from high school musical. You just want one of you to burst out into some fucking Disney song." Karofsky rolled his eyes.

"I'm not in love with Kurt." Blaine clarified.

"I didn't say anything about Kurt." Karofsky laughed. "Got someone on your mind Anderson?" David came closer to Blaine, he was already up to his eye balls in rage, he just wanted to hurt this boy, like he'd never hurt someone in his life.

"You don't know anything." Blaine's eyes were shining with tears, he wasn't going to cry. Not here, not in front of David Karofsky, he'd never ever live that down.

"I do know that if you don't sort your life out and tell Kurt how you're hopelessly in love with him soon, someone else is going to come along. Someone who knows what makes him happy and does all that they can to make him happy and Kurt's going to love him back and you're just going to be the asshole that took his virginity. Trust me Blaine, i know what it's like to watch the person you love, love someone else, the way that you want them to love you. I know what it's like. It's painful. All that crap about 'if you love them, let them go.' Is bullshit. If you love them, go out of your mind to show them that but if it gets to the point that you've done everything, then let them go." Karofsky walked out. Just like that he'd become a different person in front of Blaine's eyes. The sad thing was, he was right. Maybe he was in love with Kurt. It all added up now, those feelings he'd have in the pit of his stomach whenever Kurt was around, that's what it was. He'd never been in love before and this sucked...