Chapter 11

"Holy shit!" was all Blaine could say as his mom knocked on his door again.

Blaine shook Will silently trying to wake him up. Will opened his eyes slightly seeing the panicked look on Blaine's face he jumped up.

"What's wrong?" Will whispered just as Blaine's mom spoke again.

"Blaine I'm coming in."

"NO! No, wait a minute I'll be out… in a second," Blaine jumped off his bed and started putting his clothes back on, "You have to get out of here!" he whispered to Will.

Will couldn't help but laugh as he put his own shirt on, "Oh my God."

"What's so funny?" Blaine asked fixing his hair in the mirror.

"Nothing, nothing," Will kissed Blaine's forehead, "I'm gonna go hide in the bathroom until you get done talking to her."

Blaine fixed his bed a little and took a deep breath before he opened the door. His mom was gone, he guessed she went to her room. He walked to her room and stopped in her doorway. He could see her on her bed taking her shoes off.

"You're home early," Blaine said leaning against the door crossing his arms.

She looked up at her son. Something about him looked different, "They let me off early today. How was your day son?"

"It was okay," Blaine caught a glimpse of Will sneaking out of his room.

He waved his hand for him to run downstairs while his mom was occupied with taking off her jacket.

"Nothing too exciting happened."

"Oh well," she came and gave her son a kiss on the cheek, "Hmm… is that a new cologne?"

Blaine panicked realizing that he must have smelled like Will, "Yeah. Just trying something new," he fake smiled.

"I'm gonna go get in the shower," she said squinting at him smiling.

Blaine watched as she went to her bathroom and closed the door. He ran downstairs to find Will putting his jacket on as quietly as he could. Good thing it was buried under Blaine's or his mom might have noticed.

"Thank you for not getting me killed," Blaine said grabbing Will by the waist.

Will smiled, "Aw, it's nothing. Plus I would miss seeing your face every day."

He pulled Blaine into a slow and passionate kiss.

"Yeah," Blaine said trying to catch his breath, "and I would miss that."

Will stroked Blaine's cheek, "Goodnight gorgeous."

Blaine giggled like a teenage girl, "Oh, okay."

Blaine watched in awe as Will made his way to his car. He shut the front door gently and climbed the stairs hearing the water run from his mom's room and entered his own. Collapsing on his bed he couldn't stop smiling. Today had truly been a great day.

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Burt Hummel was never a good snoop. He found that out the hard way as he sat outside his son's bedroom door listening in on his phone conversation. He was headed to his own room for an afternoon nap when he overheard Kurt talking about Blaine on the phone. Burt didn't really know what had been going on between Kurt and Blaine lately, he had noticed that he wasn't around much anymore; and every time Burt brought him up Kurt got snappy. Still something kept him glued to his door.

"I don't know he just, wouldn't talk to me," he heard Kurt say, "He just kind of sat there with his head down, like he was ashamed or something.

Burt heard some mumbles as Kurt listened to whoever was on the other line until he started speaking again.

"Well, we did kiss. Or, I kissed him…. But he kissed me back."

"What?" Burt whispered to himself. He didn't know why, but he couldn't help but listen.

"Mhm… yeah. I don't know. He said he didn't want to hurt him. I'm just so frustrated! I love him so much and I really, really miss him Rachel."

Oh so it was Rachel. Burt should have guessed.

"I don't know what I'm going to do," he heard him say after another long pause.

Burt walked away hearing all he needed to hear. There had to be a way he could help.

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Kurt walked out of his room drained. Even though he had talked to Rachel he still didn't feel any better about him and Blaine. Kurt hadn't heard from him since his party, and he missed him. He missed hearing his voice, and smelling his cologne. The way he lit up when something made him happy. The way he looked at Kurt. Kurt tried to remember if he had said something to him that night of the party that might have upset him…

"So are we gonna talk about this?" Kurt said standing in the middle of his floor.

Blaine sat on Kurt's bed with his head down, "I don't know what to say."

"Just tell me what you're thinking."

"I DON'T KNOW…" Blaine yelled and Kurt flinched. He took a deep breath, "What I'm thinking."

Kurt looked at Blaine with concern. Blaine began pacing in front of him.

"What was I supposed to do?" Blaine asked, "You weren't there. I needed you and you weren't there for me. And he was."

Kurt processed all this. "I just wanted to have something for once. I'm so tired of being unhappy. Feeling like I'm always getting left behind. I never get what I want. When I first started high school I was so lonely and depressed. I got bullied and slushy's thrown in my face on a daily basis. And then I joined glee club, and that made me feel good. I got friends, people I could trust, people who loved me for being me. But I always felt something was missing. And then I met you."

Blaine sat back down on Kurt's bed listening meticulously. Kurt himself was on the verge of tears.

"You made me feel loved and wanted. But still I didn't even reach my goal of getting into NYADA. Once again Kurt's a failure," Kurt took a deep breath, "But I had you to comfort me and tell me it was okay. And then I want to go to New York and I think, 'Blaine will support me, he loves me'. But I was wrong," He wiped a stray tear from his cheek.

"I was there for you Blaine, but you weren't for me. You were the only thing I had going in my life that I could look back and say, at least I have my boy."

Blaine choked on his breath, "Kurt I never meant to…"

"No! No! I'm not done," Kurt interrupted, "You're selfish Blaine. You are, but I loved you so much that I've ignored it. All this time I've been thinking I was at fault for this. But I the more I think about it the more it makes sense. You want things to go the way you want them to, and that's not gonna fly with me. Not anymore."

Blaine's eyes went wide and he grew speechless.

Kurt stood there panting as if he had finally run out of breath. He hadn't realized that his voice was rising until he was practically yelling at Blaine. That's when they heard a knock on the door.

"Kurt is everything okay?" Burt opened the door slightly, "I heard yelling."

Kurt twirled around and looked at his concerned father. "Yeah we're fine," he walked past his father and down the stairs leaving Burt in the doorway staring at Blaine…

Kurt replayed this scene over and over in his head. Maybe he had been too hard on Blaine. Maybe he was just angry and spoke through his rage. He did always go to the yelling. He opened the refrigerator and got out bottled water. As he closed the door he was greeted by a smiling Burt.

"I'm way too sad to be creeped out by that right now." Kurt said as he sat down at the dining table.

Burt's smile turned to a frown, "Hey what's wrong?" he said fishing around for info, "Do you wanna… talk about it?"

Kurt ran his hand through his hair. Then he told Burt everything that had been happening with him and Blaine for the last few months. Burt never interrupted Kurt, and never said anything besides an occasional grumble or head nod.

When Kurt was done Burt tried drinking in everything he had heard.

"Wooo…" he said scratching his head, "that's something else."

"Yeah," Kurt said now taking his last swig from his bottle.

"Let me tell you a story kid." Burt sat down across the table from his son. He saw the hurt in Kurt's eyes as he started speaking.

"When I was in high school I had this girlfriend. You know… a girl who was my friend, my best friend."

Kurt shifted in his seat.

"Well one day, prom was coming up and she didn't know who to go with. And I was too much of a coward to tell her that I liked her. More than a friend." Burt spoke with his hands as Kurt stared at him.

"Did you tell her?" Kurt asked.

"Well, before I got the chance, she was already going with someone. And then she said they were dating. I was… heartbroken."

Kurt took a deep breath, "Yeah, I've been there."

"So I figured, I just want her to be happy, even if it wasn't with me. And eventually I told her that." Burt pointed to Kurt, "And that's what I think you should do with Blaine."

"You know what dad," Kurt nodded his head, "You're right. I do want Blaine to be happy."

He stood up and gave Burt a warm hug, "Thanks dad."

"Anytime," Burt grinned.

Kurt was about to run upstairs when he spun around suddenly, "Hey, whatever happened with you and that girl?"

"Oh she dumped that loser, and I married her. Then we had a beautiful son named Kurt."

Kurt gave his father a loving smile before sprinting upstairs. Dad always knew just what to say.