He could control it at first.

Blaine had woken up late that morning-staying up too late practising for Regionals had meant that he didn't get to sleep until near midnight-but of course, waking up late meant that he forgot to take his medication. It wasn't his fault-really.

It wasn't.

Nobody else knew about his ADHD. Nobody but Kurt. Given the choice, he wouldn't have even told him, but he didn't want to start off their relationship with lies, so he was forced to tell him.

He didn't realise that he had forgotten to take his medication until he pulled in to the McKinley parking lot. He couldn't go back to get them, because that would make him late, so he decided to go without them. After all, he hadn't forgotten them before, so it couldn't be that bad. Right?

Wrong.

He could control it at first. They were only small things. He kept tapping his foot under the desk, or he would play with the pen in his hands-much to the annoyance of his teacher.

Then it got worse. Not worse in the sense that it could kill him, but worse in the sense that it became uncontrollable. He began to fidget in his seat. He couldn't keep his hands still, and was unable to concentrate on something for more than one or two minutes.

The end of the lesson couldn't come soon enough-but this was only the beginning of the day. He still had to last the rest of the day-plus Glee Club.

Throughout the day, his fidgeting became progressively worse. So much so that Santana began to notice and would shoot him death glares every time he so much as breathed.

Normally, he would have looked forward to break and lunch, because that would mean time to talk to Kurt, but Kurt was with Rachel looking up places in New York-places that would be relatively close to NYADA-so he couldn't.

That meant that he had to last the whole day occupying his mind with other things-but he still couldn't stop himself from fidgeting.

By the time Glee Club came around he was just about ready to go home, but he had to stay because they were working on their set list for Regionals and he couldn't miss that. Plus-he hadn't seen Kurt all day and he would only make Kurt worry if he didn't show up.

He walked through the door and took a seat near the back. Almost immediately after he sat down, his leg began to move up and down. He kept looking around the room-unable to keep his mind fixed on one thing.

Santana turned to face him-with the angriest facial expression that he had ever seen-just as Mr Schue walked in, talking with Kurt.

"Can't you just keep still, hobbit?"

"Leave him alone Santana."

"Only if you tell your boyfriend here to stop moving-he's been like this all day."

Kurt frowned and glanced at Blaine in concern. He mouthed to him, asking him if he was okay-to which Blaine nodded eagerly. Kurt would have almost believed him too.

Almost.

If it wasn't for the fact that he followed the nod by shifting in his seat and looking at the other side of the room. Kurt moved towards Blaine and took a seat next to him, leaning down close enough so that only Blaine could hear him, "Are you really alright?"

Blaine considered lying to Kurt for a second time, but he couldn't bring himself to do it so he shook his head, sheepishly, "I may have forgotten to take my medication this morning."

Kurt opened his mouth to reply, but Brittany beat him to it, obviously their conversation hadn't been quiet enough to stop Brittany from hearing it, "What medication, dolphin?"

The rest of the room, who had previously been too engrossed in conversation to bother with Blaine turned as soon as Brittany spoke up.

Including Mr Schue.

"Blaine?"

"It's nothing. Really."

"Why are you on medication, Blaine?"

He was hounded with questions, so Kurt decided it was time to step in, "Guys. Please. Just leave him alone."

"We just want to know why he needs to take medication."

The room immediately erupted with noise, until Blaine had had enough, "I have ADHD, okay?"

"What?"

"Yeah. ADHD. I have it. I have it and I usually take medication for it, but I forgot this morning. It's no biggie."

"No biggie? Blaine, this is a huge biggie. You have ADHD."

"Yes, and I've had it for the whole of my life. It doesn't matter-that's just the way it is. So can we please get on with Glee Club, now?"

"But how come you never told us about this before?"

Blaine got up and sighed, he shook his head and slung his bag over his shoulder-walking out the door.

When he reached his car, he jumped in and pulled the door shut in frustration, before pulling out of McKinley. He kept driving, not even knowing where he was headed until his car came to a stop outside a familiar house.