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Blaine had driven straight home after his argument with Kurt. It had been two weeks and it was killing Blaine. They had managed to get an okay grade in the assignment because Miss. Holiday had seen them in rehearsals and thought it was worth a B+. Blaine had expected much more if they had done the actual performance, but then again he had expected to be with Kurt... Were they even boyfriends? It was still on facebook, and everyone knows that's what makes it official, but there had been no conversations or texts or even meetings. I should go and speak to Kurt. Blaine thought. Screw this. I'll just stay in my room and make sad music. It will save me a load of embarrassment. Blaine found himself thinking as he reached for his guitar and sheet music. Just then the doorbell rang. Damn those girl scouts. Blaine thought as he grumbled and made his way down stairs. He opened the door, ready to politely decline any sweets the young girls may be selling, but instead found Kurt. He looked really really sad and it hurt Blaine physically to look at him.

"Hi Blane. Can I come in?" Kurt asked quietly, looking at the ground.

"Uh, sure Kurt I'm not really presentable." Blaine said, gesturing to his pyjamas as he ushered him into the house.

"I think you look cute." Kurt mumbled.

"Thanks." Blaine replied with his adorable smile.

"Did I say that out loud?" Kurt said, bringing a hand up to his mouth.

"Yes you did." Blaine chuckled."If it's anything, I think you look cute too."

"Thank you." Kurt said quietly.

"Sit down." Blaine offered grabbing a seat on his sofa watching Kurt sit next to him.

"I'm so sorry—"

"No Kurt don't be I was completely out of order—"

"I shouldn't have pushed you—"

"I held you back in the performance—"

"You didn't want to do it—"

"You have so much potential—"

"Stop!" Kurt said loudly with a giggle.

"Alright." Blaine said.

"Look, shall we just call it quits?" Kurt sighed.

"This is why our relationship works Kurt." Blaine said.

"So it's final? We are officially in the no arguing stage?" Kurt asked hopefully.

"Deal." Blaine grinned.

"Can we watch a movie?" Kurt asked.

"Sure, what do you want to watch?" Kurt asked.

"I kind of wanted to watch Men In Black I know it's kind of silly, but my brother loves them and I want to see if the second half is as good as the first." Blaine said.

"M'kay." Kurt said giving Blaine a sleepy grin.

"Kurt! You gotta come over; I've got an awesome fool proof way to get you and Blaine back together!" Mercedes yelled down the speaker of her phone.

"Ow! Ow Mercedes, I'm still half asleep." Kurt said looking over to his boyfriend who fell asleep about five minutes from the end of the film and the 'first half was better Kurt did you know that?'

"Alright boo, so do you want to come over?" Mercedes asked.

"Well actually I don't really need to..." Kurt began.

"What do you mean boo? You haven't given up on him have you?" Mercedes practically screamed down the phone.

"No! Not at all, well it's just earlier on today I got really angry and I just came up to his house and we talked and watched a movie and fell asleep and... Well then you called." Kurt explained

"I guess I'll just keep my plan for another day..." Mercedes said slowly.

"Another time?" Kurt asked amusedly.

"You know what I mean boo, look I'll talk to you later, say hi to Blaine from me?" Mercedes asked.

"Will do, by 'Cedes." Kurt said hanging up, and putting his phone back into his pocket.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked in a sleepy voice.

"Yeah baby?" Kurt asked quietly

"You looked really good in the film." Blaine said.

"I wasn't in the film. Did I ever mention that you are the cutest thing ever when you're tired?" Kurt said stroking Blaine's hair.

"Mm... I like that. I like your hair too. I want to touch your hair and other things."

"Blaine!" Kurt laughed.

"S'true." Blaine giggled.

"Get up." Kurt said pushing Blaine off the sofa.

"Mmph! Kurt, waddaya do that for?" Blaine screamed as he hit the floor.

"Let's... Build a fort out of sheets." Kurt sang grinning as he watched his boyfriend pull himself up.

"You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream" Blaine sang – extremely out of tune because of his tiredness.

"The way you turn me on I can't sleep!" Kurt added, grinning wildly as his boyfriend threw a very expensive looking pillow at him.

"Let's take a chance and don't ever look back!" Kurt yelled throwing three pillows at Blaine.

"Don't ever look back!"

"Let you put your hand—"

"These aren't even the right words!" Blaine said with a laugh as they both continued to throw stuff at Blaine and likewise.

"Who cares? Hands on me in my skin tight jeans!" Kurt finished, falling into Blaine's arms. Blaine – who wasn't really concentrating – fell at the weight of Kurt on him, and they both fell to the floor.

"Blaine! I'm home? Are you still in?" Blaine's mother called from the door. And second she would turn the corner and see—yeah there it was. "Blaine what happened!"

"There was an um accident." Blaine said standing up and scratching the back of his neck.

"How did you manage to do this? And why would you want to do this? I know you've been by yourself all day, but really honey?" Blaine's mother asked.

"Actually mum..." Blaine kicked Kurt. "Kurt get up." He hissed. Reluctantly Kurt got up and looked at the floor.

"Who is this Blaine?" Blaine's mother asked, taking in Kurt's obviously gay appearance.

"This is Kurt. My boyfriend." Blaine said quietly. The penny dropped and Blaine actually saw his mother's expression change from surprised to shocked.

"Hello Mrs. Anderson. It's lovely to finally meet you." Kurt said slowly.

"I would say likewise, but Blaine hasn't even told me that he was in a relationship." Blaine's mum said.

"I didn't think you'd be interested mother." Blaine said through gritted teeth.

"Why not? I'm sure Kurt has told his parents about you?" Mrs. Anderson said.

"Oh not that much. Really it's no big deal." Kurt said quickly.

"No, I feel rude now. How about you stay for dinner Kurt? I'm sure Blaine and his father and I would be glad of the company. Oh, and do call me Francis." She said with a smile.

"Kurt really does need to get going now mum." Blaine said slowly.

"I insist." Francis continued.

"I would love to stay Francis." Kurt said.

"Good. I'll get to work on the dinner." She said as she began to leave the room. "You're not a vegetarian are you?"

Kurt shook his head and gave her a smile.

Sssssssssssss

"Dinner's ready, Blaine please come and help your father and I lay the table." Blaine's mother called from the dining room.

"Are you ready for this baby?" Blaine asked. "Just ignore everything my dad says to you please."

"Don't worry I can handle it." Kurt said grabbing his boyfriend's hand.

"Here we go..." Blaine said as they both walked down the stairs.

"Blaine there you are, here take the knives and forks out, I'll be in with the food in a second." Francis said. About 10 minutes later the food was being served and some attempts at conversation were beginning.

"So Kurt how do you know Blaine?" Mr Anderson asked.

"We go to school together."

"I assume you're gay?" He said.

"Dad! Don't assume things!" Blaine said angrily.

"Well look at the boy!" Mr Anderson said loudly.

"Yes. I am gay." Kurt said finally.

"He's Blaine's boyfriend." Blaine's mother added.

"Oh I see. Are there many gay people as your school?"

"No, not that I know of. Just me Blaine and this other guy." Kurt said, wincing as he thought of Karofsky.

"So you're just together because you're there?" Mr Anderson asked.

"No Dad. It's not like that." Blaine said.

"You know you have a very high voice." He said.

"Really? I hadn't noticed." Kurt said sarcastically before he could stop himself. Blaine stifled a laugh and gripped his boyfriend's hand reassuringly under the table.

"Are you in that glee club of Blaine's?"

"Yes. He's an amazing singer." Blaine said with a grin; he liked showing Kurt off to other people.

"Really? Is that so."

"He's a countertenor." Blaine continued.

"What does that mean?"

"It's just a musical thing." Blaine said quickly.

"Sounds interesting. What do you want to do with your life Kurt?" Mr. Anderson asked.

"I'd like to be on Broadway." Kurt answered. Mr Anderson let out a loud laugh.

"What's so funny about that, dad?" Blaine said slowly.

"Oh, nothing at all. What I meant to say was what do you think you're going to do with your life." Mr Anderson said.

"I think I'm going to be on Broadway. In fact I am going to be on Broadway." Kurt snapped, placing his fork onto his half eaten plate of food.

"Please just stop talking dad. You're being rude." Blaine replied angrily.

"James, you're making Kurt uncomfortable." Francis said in a small voice. "Kurt, have you finished dear?"

"Yes." Kurt said meekly.

"I'll go and get pudding then. Blaine, the table." Francis ordered.

"I need to go actually. My dad is expecting me home in ten minutes. But thank you for the dinner I had a lovely time." Kurt murmured.

"Anytime dear." Francis said, giving Kurt an apologetic look.

"Of course. Goodbye," Kurt said as he made his way to the door.

A/N: Oh my god. I don't even KNOW what that chapter was. It was short, and tbh, it was shit (Excuse my language) I'm really not feeling this story at the moment... I might take a break from it for a bit, because I'm not writing it well at all :/ I apologise that you had to read that and I'm sorry I wasted your time... You can review if you want to, but I really don't think this chapter is worth any praise. Please hate all you want, I deserve it. -Leah