I didn't hear from Blaine for the rest of the weekend, which was odd. I sent him a couple of texts on Sunday, but had no response. I was starting to worry that the little "incident" had affected him more than he'd let on. After all, I had almost kissed him. What if he thought I was going to become obsessed with him or try and seduce him, or something? What if he'd decided it was best we kept away from each other from now on? I wasn't sure I could handle that.

'... and what was the kiss like?'

It was lunchtime on Monday, and I was standing at my locker talking to Mercedes. Although I'd called her the same night to spill all about Josh, she was still interrogating me. Thinking back to the kiss by my car made my cheeks heat up. Me, Kurt Hummel, has made out with a boy. An actual boy.

'Um, it was... nice,' I smiled.

'Just nice?'

'Ok, it was more than nice.'

'You're blushing,' Mercedes laughed. 'You looooove him.'

'We've only been on one date.'

'So what are you doing for your second date then?'

'We haven't talked about it yet. I still haven't told him that my Dad's insisted on meeting him.'

'Awkward.'

'I know right? I'll probably never see Josh again after that. Has Sam met your parents?'

'Not yet, but I've met his and they're lovely.'

'Why hasn't he met your parents?' I asked carefully and Mercedes sighed.

'I'm just not sure if they'll approve or not.'

'Because he's white?' I whispered and Mercedes nodded. 'I'm sure they'll be fine Cedes, I've met your Mom a few times and she seems pretty cool.'

'I'll just see how it goes... hey, Josh goes to a private school doesn't he?'

'Yeah,' I replied. 'Why?'

'Well he's probably got a lot of money then,' she grinned.

'I wouldn't go out with someone just because they were rich.'

'I know, but... just think of all the designer clothes you could buy.'

'Hmm, yeah that is tempting,' I joked.

'Come on, let's go to class,' Mercedes said, linking her arm with mine as we started to walk down the corridor.

My pulse speeded up however, when Blaine appeared around a corner, looking as dapper as ever. Every time I see him I'm just blown away by how perfect he is. Blaine walked past us, nodding slightly in acknowledgement. After all, we were fellow Glee Club members now.

But I really needed to speak to him about Saturday. I tried texting him again just before I went into class but there was no reply by the end of the day. It wasn't as though I could just walk up to him at school and say 'Hey, remember Saturday when I nearly kissed you? Sorry about that, wanna grab a coffee?' because we weren't supposed to be "friends" so instead I decided to write him a note and slid it into his locker when nobody was around to see me. I toyed with the idea of putting an x after my name, but in the end figured it was best not to if Blaine wasn't happy with me.

Blaine,

I get the feeling you're ignoring me and I don't blame you if you are. I'm so sorry about Saturday; I was in such a state I didn't know what I was doing. I promise you that nothing like that will ever happen again :) Also, if talking about you know who is too uncomfortable for you I won't mention his name.

I miss our text chats and coffee outings. Friends?

Kurt

I was at the local coffee house after school with Rachel, Tina, Mercedes, Santana and Brittany. The purpose of the meet up was to discuss costume ideas for regionals, but we soon veered off topic and suddenly Santana asked a question that had us all choking on our coffees.

'Ok, if you had to do the nasty with someone in New Directions, not including current partners, who would it be?'

'Finn... sorry Rach,' Brittany said straight away.

'Why my Finn?'

'You should take it as a compliment,' Mercedes laughed.

'He's freakishly tall,' Brittany explained. 'How can you be intimate with someone when your face only reaches their man boobs?'

Rachel was blushing and Santana was trying to hide her giggles. 'What about you Santana?' Tina asked.

'Rachel.'

Rachel's eyes widened. 'Excuse me?'

'Well don't they say the uptight ones are usually the best in bed?'

'Oh my God,' Rachel said, hiding her face in her hands.

'Kidding Berry, relax.'

'Tina?' Brittany asked.

'Puck, he looks like a fun ride,' she said and we all burst out laughing. 'Don't tell Mike I said that. Cedes what about you?'

'Hmm, maybe Mike, he's all bendy and stuff. Sorry Tina.'

'Your turn Rachel,' I said and she shifted uncomfortably on her seat.

'I don't like this game.'

'Oh come on,' Santana said. 'It's just a bit of fun between the girls.'

'Um... ok, Sam.'

Mercedes narrowed her eyes at Rachel, clearly not amused. Brittany turned to me. 'Kurt?'

Well duh... Blaine a million times over. Could I say Blaine though? Or would that seem a bit suspicious? Before Blaine joined I probably would have said Sam. Should I just say that or tell the truth? Oh sod it...

'Probably Blaine.'

'Oh I forgot about him,' Brittany said. 'I change my answer to Blaine. He's cute... like a puppy.'

'Can I change too?' Rachel said excitedly. 'I'd definitely go for Blaine as well.'

'I thought you didn't like this game?' I asked Rachel and we all started laughing.

As I drove to school on Tuesday I wondered at what point Blaine would find my note. I wasn't even sure if he used his locker that often. Maybe it would take a few days for him to even go in it. Would he be angry with me? Maybe I should have sent him a really long text message instead, or left a voicemail.

I pulled up into the school parking lot. As soon as I cut the engine my phone started ringing. I took it out of my pocket, and was surprised to see that it was Blaine. I smiled at his name on the screen before answering. 'Hey, good timing, I've just got to school.'

'I know, I saw you arrive.'

'Where are you?' I asked and Blaine laughed.

'Look.'

I looked out of the front window and scanned the sea of people. After a few seconds I spotted Blaine sitting on a wall. He smiled and I waved to him with my free hand. 'I take it you got my note then?'

'Yeah. Kurt, I'm sorry I didn't reply to your texts... I really didn't mean to worry you.'

'It's ok,' I replied. It was weird talking to him on the phone and also looking at him from across the parking lot. I wondered if the day would ever arrive when I could just talk to him face to face at school... probably not.

'I've been a bit... stressed out.'

'What's wrong?' I asked and I heard Blaine sigh.

'My Mom has set me up on a date with a friend's daughter.'

'Oh... I thought you had an imaginary girlfriend at a snobby private school?'

'That's for the benefit of people here. I can't use that line with my parents; they'd want to meet her.'

'Right, of course. When is this date?'

'Saturday.'

'Blaine, is there any point in me trying to persuade you to come out again?' I asked quietly, trying to keep the hope out of my voice.

Blaine didn't answer. We stated at each other for a few moments and then he gave a little sad shake of his head. 'Are you free after school?' he asked me.

'We've got Glee Club.'

'Oh yeah, I forgot.'

'But we could do something afterwards if you've got time?' I suggested.

'Ok. I'll text you later.'

It was one of the rare times I made my way to Glee Club wanting it to be over as soon as possible. After what happened on Saturday and then not speaking to Blaine for over two days I was looking forward to spending time with him and catching up. He'd sent me a text at lunchtime asking to meet at a park about a ten minute drive from school. I didn't question why, just told him I'd be there.

So as I walked from my last class, I saw Finn, Puck and Blaine up ahead, standing outside the choir room, arguing with Karofsky. Crap! I stopped a few feet before them, watching and listening.

'...and get all of you kicked out of the football team,' Karofsky seethed.

'You really think Coach Beiste will listen to you?' Puck asked with a smirk. 'You're not even that good of a player.'

'Watch your mouth Puckerman or-'

'Anyway, I'm the Captain dude,' Finn interrupted loudly. 'If anyone's getting kicked out, it's you, not us.'

'Really? All the other players listen to me Hudson. I'm not the one prancing around in Glee Club like a fag.'

'You need to let it go,' Puck said with a laugh. 'This whole macho I'm-better-than-you thing is getting real old.'

'All the other schools think we're a fucking joke because you lot are...'

Karofsky stopped talking as he caught my eye and he smirked. 'What the hell are you looking at lady?' The other three all turned to see who he had spoken to. Blaine gave me a tiny, but nervous smile.

'Don't talk to him like that,' Finn said, taking a step closer to Karofsky.

'Why? Afraid I'll make the little fag cry? Boo fucking hoo.'

'You're crossing a line,' Puck said.

'Why are you so protective of him? Is he your boyfriend Puckerm-'

'Didn't you hear what I said?' Finn demanded.

'Oh yeah, what are you gonna do about it?' Karofsky said with a laugh. 'Show me the error of my ways through a cheesy song and an awful dance routine?'

'Finn, just let me hit him man,' Puck begged.

'No, do you wanna to go back to juvie?'

'Damn,' Puck sighed as Mr Schue arrived, stopping next to them all.

'What the hell's going on here?' he asked in a stern voice.

'Nothing,' all four of them replied. It was the first time I'd heard Blaine speak. Mr Schue rolled his eyes.

'You lot, get inside,' Mr Schue said. 'And Dave? Get out of my sight.'

Blaine and I were both lying with our backs on the grass in the park he'd chosen for us to meet at. I felt like Edward and Bella from Twilight, sad huh? Blaine had picked up a daisy and was twiddling it around with his fingers, deep in thought. He looked so cute. If I was his boyfriend I could just reach my hand over right now and… no stop it Kurt! Distract yourself, say something…

'Why didn't you want to go to Lima Bean?' I asked and Blaine turned his head towards me.

'I just felt like a change,' Blaine replied. 'We can go if you want.'

'Oh no, I wasn't implying that I wanted to... really, I like it here.'

'Me too,' Blaine smiled. 'It's so nice and peaceful.'

'So what was Karofsky's problem earlier?'

'Some of the football players in other schools are... um... calling us all...'

'Homo's?' I asked, not a trace of humour in my voice.

'Yeah, well that's the polite version of it anyway. Karofsky's really pissed.'

'He's got such an issue with gay people.'

'I hated the way he spoke you earlier... I've always hated it... and the pushes and the slushies and... and I hate that I've always just stood back and-'

'Blaine, stop torturing yourself,' I interrupted. He was looking so angry with himself. I touched his arm briefly and smiled.

'I'm not accountable to you and... really it's ok. I've got Finn and all the glee guys to support me.'

For a few minutes we laid there in silence. I would have killed to know what Blaine was thinking right this second and what went on in his head. I wondered what he thought of me. I mean, did he like me… as a friend of course? Did I annoy him? Was he ever offended by anything I said?

'What are you thinking?'

I jumped and looked to see Blaine watching me. 'Oh nothing… so are you definitely going on that date?'

'I have to,' Blaine sighed.

'It will just be a couple of hours and then you'll never have to see her again.'

'Yeah... hopefully.'

'You know you can call me at any time to talk right?'

Blaine reached his hand out to me and squeezed my arm for a moment. 'I know... thanks Kurt. You're... you've been such a great friend to me.'

'I know,' I smirked and Blaine laughed at me. 'I'm pretty perfect actually.'

'Modest too.'

'Blaine, you know that guy you had feelings for?'

For a split second Blaine looked uncomfortable, but pulled it back. 'What about him?'

'Are they still there... your feelings I mean?'

'Yeah they are,' Blaine replied with a nod.

'Who is he?'

Blaine blushed and looked away from me. 'I'd rather not say.'

'Why? I won't tell him... although maybe I'll arrange a blind date for you both.'

'I wouldn't be surprised... so I'm definitely not telling you.'

'Please?' I begged.

'No,' Blaine laughed.

'In that case, I don't wanna be your friend anymore,' I huffed, trying to keep a straight face, but a smile was bursting to get out.

'Oh, being like that are you?' he asked with a raised eyebrow.

'Yep. You and I are so over Anderson.'

'I have to object Hummel.'

'Hmm, overruled... sorry.'

'That's it,' Blaine warned in a whisper and then he launched himself at me.

There was a bit of a struggle, and although I was taller than him, Blaine eventually managed to pin me down, probably due to his football fitness. He was straddling me with his legs and had hold of my wrists above my head. We were both laughing. As I looked up into his smiling face, he looked so happy and as though he didn't have a care in the world. I was glad I could make him feel like that. I didn't dare to look down to see how close our crotches were touching. I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to look away again.

'Let me go,' I said, still laughing.

'Would you care to repeat what you said?'

'Overruled,' I replied.

'No that's not going to cut it.'

'Ok, ok. I take it back.'

Blaine winked at me and then removed himself so I could sit up. If I had to stand now I wouldn't be able to, my legs felt completely wobbly. Why did I have to react so hormonally around him?

'You are so silly,' I said to Blaine with a roll of my eyes.

I smoothed down my clothes and checked my hair. Blaine grabbed at the grass and threw some at me with a smile. I was starting to learn a lot more about Blaine, or he was just becoming more comfortable with me as a friend. He was definitely an affectionate and playful person; it was pretty damn cute to be honest.

We stayed for another hour and then on my way home from the park I received a text from Josh. So Saturday night? Movies? J

Sounds great. Tiny problem though, my Dad wants to meet you! Kx

Why? J

He's a bit overprotective. Kx

No way Kurt, I'm not meeting your Dad. You're 17, not 12! J

Sorry Josh, he's insisting. He won't let me go otherwise. Kx

Pretend you're going to one of your "girl" friends houses or something! J

I can't lie to him. Please Josh? Kx

Well I guess I have no choice. I'll pick you up from yours between 6-6:30? J

Thanks, looking forward to it :) Kx