A/N: SURPRISE! I'm back. I'm sorry. I'm back.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters related to it. I do own my regret for having left this story behind.

Chapter 14: Choices

Kurt didn't know he had the ability to dread something so much as he dreaded this particular Friday Lately, his Fridays had been filled with expectation and excitement, considering he was hours away from meeting with his lovely boyfriend/math teacher.

But this Friday, one week before Christmas' break, had shaped itself to be a very difficult one mainly because he was hours away from meeting with his lovely boyfriend/math teacher. Funny how quickly things change.

In fact, everything had changed last Thursday afternoon when Kurt decided to invite Callum for dinner.

It hadn't passed a second after Kurt had invited him that Callum was already jumping off of his chair and hugging his friend, already thanking him for the invitation.

"Dinner? With your parents? I'm so stoked!" Callum practically yelled in the school cafeteria last Thursday afternoon.

"Okay, calm your horses, mate. It's just dinner with my family, take it easy. We'll eat, talk, laugh about every horrific childhood story my dad remembers and we'll eat one of my famous deserts… I'm still not sure whether to make tiramisu or a cheesecake" Kurt stared out of the window, weighing his options.

"I don't care if we eat grass for desert, Kurt. All I care is me being there. Thank you!"

Woah. No one had ever been so incredibly excited for having dinner with him. Except Blaine, well of course Blaine was the exception to every fucking rule.

"Well, I'm glad you are happy! Remember, though, we still have to make some room to finish our science project!"

"Kurt, why do you have to be so bloody responsible all the time?" Callum laughed.

"You'll thank me when you've passed all your exams and the Queen herself comes to congratulate you"

"Maybe I could bring The Duchess of Cambridge to come and congratulate you. I know you fancy her. Maybe the only woman you've ever fancied" Callum said with a chuckle.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "You are bullshitting me"

"Am not! My aunt went to Cambridge with her. BFFs those two were"

"Shut up" Kurt said while sipping from his cup and smiling. Callum was definitely something else.

Friday afternoon.

(02:30) I'm already heading to class. Think we can meet a little earlier? xx – K

(02:33) Yup, ok. I'll be there in a second – B

Blaine replied as he entered the classroom. He tidied the benches that were in the way and put a chair next to his for Kurt to join him at the front. He heard footsteps and the door closing. With the lock.

"Hey" Kurt said, dropping his stuff on his chair and approaching Blaine.

"Hi" Blaine answered, refraining himself from doing anything before Kurt asked him to or actually did it himself. He was tired of starting something and then being left alone in the spotlight. He waited for Kurt to speak.

Apparently, Kurt had other ideas. In one smooth move, he grabbed Blaine by the neck and practically devoured him. The curly haired man couldn't breathe but oh boy, if that wasn't the greatest sensation.

The kiss was all tongues and teeth, battling to see who could gain more access or who could press further on the most. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hips and pressed him to the desk, carefully angling his heated crotch to crush with Kurt's in search of friction.

"Oh, Blaine" Kurt softly moaned. "Oh, baby"

"Kurt, fuck, we are on school grou-fuck I missed you"

Blaine, you have to stop. What if someone comes in? What if no one comes in? Be an adult, stop this.

"Okay, baby- honey, we need to… ugh, we need to stop, hey" Blaine said between kisses and moans. He caressed Kurt's hips and disentangled himself from his embrace. "I don't want to, but we have to"

Kurt managed to steady his erratic breathing and fixed his tie. "You are right"

"I usually am" Blaine said with a low chuckle.

"I'm sorry I attacked you like this. It was my main purpose to have a chat before class but I saw you standing there… all cute and, strangely at the same time, sexy as fuck so I just – I had to kiss you" Kurt said breathlessly while Blaine gave him a genuine smile. "The last time we saw each other things didn't end very well and I only received a short message from you last night so I wanted to know if we… if we were okay"

"We are okay, Kurt. But we have to know that, just like we said almost four months ago, this is not going to be easy. I know it bothers you but we are of different ages and we respond and react to things in different ways. I'm not saying that because I'm 26 I'm wiser or more mature or better than you, I'm just stating facts. You are 18 and it's okay for you to react like someone who is 18 and I shouldn't get mad at you because I know what I got myself into" Both men were silent until Blaine spoke again "But, for the record, I will not give up on us, not in a million years"

"That's all I wanted to hear. I needed some reassurance and at the same time I needed to tell you I'm sorry for behaving the way I did. And I'm sorry in advance for what I'm about to tell you"

"What?" Kurt remained silent. "Baby you are scaring me"

"Iinvitedcallumfordinnertonight" Kurt blurted out.

"Wait, what?" Blaine scratched his cheek as he spoke

"I- the thing goes like this. My dad wanted to meet Cal so he suggested I should invite him over tonight for dinner and then he started talking about you and I panicked and I promised him I'd invite Callum for dinner and that's what I did yesterday afternoon and he said yes and he is coming and I didn't want to lie to you or hide things from you and and and-" Kurt was hyperventilating.

"Kurt, hey, calm down" Blaine said as he took a step away from Kurt. "Okay, you invited him for dinner, so… what's the deal? You said you were 100% sure nothing was going on with him so I will trust your judgement and refrain from emitting any more comments about this subject unless you specifically ask me to" Blaine had gone full teacher mode and Kurt knew right in that moment he had made everything worse.

"Nothing will happen, Blaine. We'll have dinner and then we have to finish a science project. Nothing else"

"You might as well go to the movies with him afterwards, why miss this precious chance?" Blaine said sarcastically while a few students made their way inside.

"Don't be such a child, Blaine"

"I'm the child? I'm the child?! You are blind, Kurt, you can't even see how he looks at you, like you are his pray! But, yeah, alright, go, have dinner and do your homework and have fun"

"Yeah, well maybe I will" Kurt raised his voice and heard someone coughing behind him.

"Is this the math tutoring class?" a small blonde girl asked.

"YES!" Both men screamed. The girl glanced around and went to find a seat with her head down. Kurt knew they both seemed like lunatics. Maybe they were.

Kurt went straight home after that horrible ordeal so as to prepare for Callum's arrival, all while checking his phone every two seconds to see if there was any sign of Blaine. None.

Dinner went by smoothly, Callum was Prince Charming and everyone liked him. Even Finn who had unfounded prejudice regarding British people. Whatever.

They had some tiramisu which Carole and Kurt helped serve. They met in the kitchen while arranging the plates.

"So… Callum likes you. Does he know about Blaine?"

Kurt choked on his own saliva. "Carole… what?!"

"I'm just saying… the way he looks at you… damn, he's got it bad" since when did Carole curse? "Like you are… I don't know…"

"His pray?" Kurt rolled his eyes.

"YES! Exactly, his pray"

"Okay, no. I already heard about this by Blaine and now you, nope, nope, I won't have it" Kurt said as he took the plates and started passing them around the table.

After dinner (and after Finn and Callum played some lousy soccer videogame), Kurt announced they were going to finish their science project and go to the movies after. He, unintentionally, took Callum's hand in his and headed down to his room, not before feeling his friend caressing his knuckles.

They put on some music and started working on the project in a pleasant atmosphere. They joked around, Callum fishing for compliments but at the same time, showering Kurt with pretty words and unabashed romantic staring. Kurt at this point started to feel his skin tingle a little.

At one point, Callum asked Kurt something about the mitosis so he sat next to him and without Kurt realizing it, he suddenly felt Callum's breathing against his lips. When had their heads gotten so close? How had they gotten to this situation? One minute ago they were finishing their science homework and now they were here, in Kurt's room about to… kiss?

Of course they were about to kiss, Kurt. Callum's not studying to be a dentist and is about to do a full demonstration of his recently acquired knowledge on you.

His mind instantly transported him to the last time he had brought a guy down to his room and how different that situation had been… his first kiss with Blaine, almost four months ago.

He stared at Callum's green eyes and saw desire and maybe a bit of admiration. For a tiny moment he hoped the eyes which were staring back at him would turn hazel and the hair adorning that forehead would've been pushed back and curly.

What was he even doing? Could he kiss Callum? Could that actually happen? Was he capable of distancing himself from feeling and act on what his body commanded him? He had been thinking about this a lot but now that the opportunity was staring him right in the face he hesitated.

The truth is, hey, it's no use to try and deny that he wasn't aching to taste his lips and feel his hands against his skin. The real question was, could he betray his heart by giving in to his body's desire?

Callum held Kurt's hands in his and did not break eye contact when he asked, "Kurt, can I kiss you?" his voice was barely a whisper as if he didn't want to break the calm.

Kurt replied with an almost silent "Yes". To be honest if anyone else would have witnessed the situation, they probably would've catalogued that yes as a very unsure and doubtful one. But now, there was no turning back as Callum launched himself towards him and clashed their lips in a feverish kiss. Instead of waiting for Kurt's response, Callum tried to put his tongue inside of his mouth, not even paying attention to the fact that Kurt's lips were sealed; like concrete. So different from what had happened that morning at school with Blaine.

Blaine.

The first coherent thought Kurt came up with was "This is not Blaine. What have I just done? This is not gentle, I don't want this. Get me out of here!"

He harshly pushed Callum off of him and stood up.

"What happened, Kurt? Are you alright?" Callum asked breathless and a little forcefully. "Didn't you want to kiss me just now?" Callum's eyes were almost entirely black.

Kurt chose his words with great care; he didn't want to lose Callum's friendship over this. But most of all, he didn't know how Callum would react. His friend's immediate response had startled Kurt, who had always pictured the British boy as of a calm and settled demeanour.

"I-I think we'd be better as friends, Cal. I think you… you are beautiful and at first I thought… You are a really good guy but I don't- I just- I like someone else" Kurt explained without meeting Callum's hungry eyes. "It wouldn't be fair to you and it wouldn't be fair to me either".

"Who is he?" Callum demanded. Kurt was awestruck. That's all that matters to him? He chose to remain calm, still feeling like walking on egg shells and not really knowing where this conversation would lead.

"It's no one, it doesn't matter. I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong idea, Cal" Kurt said trying to soften the situation. Callum remained silent as he gathered his computer and his books and started getting ready to leave.

"Hey" Kurt said, taking one step closer to his friend, "there's no need for you to leave, Cal, c'mon. We still have to finish the project and weren't we supposed to go catch a movie later?" Kurt said with a chuckle but it sounded more like a plea.

He and Callum had gotten pretty close recently and Kurt had thought, more than once, that maybe he could tell him about Blaine and share his insecurities and doubts with someone like him: a gay teenage boy. He hadn't decided if he wanted to let Mercedes or Rachel know: he was 100% sure 'Cedes wouldn't say a thing but Rachel had a mouth the size of a mailbox so he preferred to keep his secret, still secret.

Callum had showed him he was someone Kurt could rely on and he deeply appreciated his friendship and love but, to be honest, ever since Blaine had pointed out that maybe (well, not so maybe now) Callum was seeing him under a different light, he had started paying attention to things his friend said or did and analysed them under this new discovery. He could hear Blaine's voice saying I told you so but that would never happen because Kurt would rather die than tell Blaine about this… or should he tell him? Things with his teacher were pending from a thread but he didn't like the idea of hiding things from Blaine so early in the relationship (or ever, really) and he specially didn't like building the foundations of their relationship on lies and secrets. He had told Blaine about Callum coming over, even though he hadn't taken it well at first, but he didn't want to lie to him. He loved Blaine, he loved how he was when he was with Blaine and he loved the fact that he could call himself his. The older man definitely made Kurt the best version of himself. Carole had said something quite similar the other night when discussing his and Blaine's relationship: "You seem happier and you sing a lot more now, honey. Blaine's doing a great job" she said with a chuckle and a soft smile. He was still dumbstruck when he recalled Carole's reaction.

He was woken up from his reverie by the sound of a zipper. Callum closed his bag and got up.

"Cal, hey, let's talk about this" Kurt said, touching his friend's elbow.

"There's nothing to talk about, is there? I like you, I want to kiss you, and you don't. End of story"

"It's not like that!" Yes, it is, it's exactly like that "Callum, you are my friend… God, can't we pretend this didn't happen?"

Callum took a deep breath. "I don't know, I really don't know, Kurt. It's not some silly crush for me, yeah?"

Kurt almost snorted when he thought how delusional Callum was, thinking he could have a crush on Kurt two weeks after knowing each other… but chose not to when he remembered how smitten with Blaine he was not even two hours after seeing him for the first time.

He thought about how he felt and he decided to be sincere.

"I didn't say that. I'm sorry. I understand. I just- I just don't want to lose you, Cal. It's selfish of me, I know it" Kurt made a move for the door and Callum stopped him. Kurt could tell his friend was struggling with words but just when Kurt arrived to the conclusion that all was lost and Callum was about to storm out of his life, his friend dropped his shoulders down, as a sign of defeat, and looked up at Kurt. He scratched the back of his head as he spoke.

"I'm the one who should be sorry. I saw how you were looking at me before I kissed you and you weren't enjoying it, not even a tiny beat. I decided to go forward after you said yes but I knew it, I got myself into this. It's not your fault. I thought you probably had someone around, going for the way you smile at your mobile phone every ten minutes or so. I'm a proper wanker for throwing myself at you like that. I'm sorry" Callum said, hugging Kurt who opened his arms and embraced his friend.

"It's okay, Cal. We're good, aren't we?" he asked.

"Yeah, we're okay, K" Callum said with the slightest tremble on his voice.

Kurt tried to disentangle himself but Callum held him tighter. "They say hugs are the best way to hide your face" he added. He took a deep breath, as if inhaling Kurt's scent for the last time and aimed for the door.

Kurt understood it wasn't right of him to ask one more time for Callum to stay. They went downstairs in complete silence. He opened the door and stood on the threshold.

"I'll see you on Monday, alright? Thank your dad and Carole for the perfect dinner and Finn for showing me that football, oh, excuse me, soccer videogame. And tell him I'll show him some rugby next time I come around. Great lad that one, eh?"

Kurt smiled, "Will do". He accompanied him to his car.

"Once again, thank you for the invitation, Kurt. I'd invite you to dinner with my folks but they are in a different continent so… it would probably take a whole weekend" he smiled. Kurt thought he was beautiful but he restrained himself from saying so as he noticed that that beautiful smiled never reached his eyes; that comment would've made matters worse.

"I'll be waiting for the invitation, sir. And a plane ticket attached to it, please". Kurt joked. "Bye, Cal. Drive safe. Let me know when you get home, okay?"

"Aye, captain, my captain!" Kurt laughed. "Don't worry, love" he kissed Kurt's cheek and got into his car. How could he have read the signs so wrong? Kurt closed his door for him, literally and figuratively.

"Ta. Bye, K"

"Bye, Cal" he replied as Callum started the engine and drove into the night, never glancing back to Kurt's waving figure.

Kurt returned home and found Burt in the hallway.

"I gather you are not going to the movies, then?" he asked as Kurt closed the door and removed his shoes.

"No, Dad. I thought – we- I- I didn't feel like it"

"Poor kid. It's tough to be turned down"

"What do you mean?" Kurt asked, playing dumb, while wondering how on earth his father had known. He did have gigantic ears but had he suddenly developed a supernatural power or became a master at eavesdropping?

"I saw the way he looked at you at dinner, well I say look when I mean stared at you. And I also saw the way in which you weren't… so… I may not have a PhD on Hugh Grant but I know a rom-com situation when I see one and that, kid, was not one"

Kurt smiled at the floor.

"Are you two going to be okay?"

"I guess so, yes. I'll give him some time but if he decides he doesn't want to keep on being friends with me, I'll understand. It's not easy not being corresponded so I wouldn't hold it against him if he chose to brace himself from suffering. I hope we can get over this situation. I really like having him in my life"

"I know you two will work it out. He seemed like a great boy. Even though he did say bloody and bloke one too many times for my taste". Burt laughed and Kurt joined him. "Joking aside, I liked him. Maybe now that Christmas' break is upon us, he'll go home and some time away will make him think and reflect on what happened tonight". Burt smiled and patted Kurt on the shoulder as he made his way to the kitchen. "Oh! Now that we are on the subject of Christmas' break, don't think I forgot about wanting you to invite Blaine over again, eh!"

Kurt froze. "Um, yeah, I – A-a-alright. We'll talk about it, yeah? Goodnight!" he quickly went down the stairs and into his room, without waiting for a reply. All he could think about was Blaine and he knew exactly what he needed to do.

He grabbed his phone and speed dialled his boyfriend, without really knowing whether he wanted his teacher to answer or not.

"Hello?"

"Um, hi"

"Oh! Hi, Kurt. Is everything alright?" Blaine asked with a hint of worry in his voice.

"Yeah, yeah, everything's okay" he heard his teacher let out a breath. "I just wanted to hear your voice and… maybe talk?"

"Oh, okay. Yeah, I'm fine, tired. How did everything go with Callum?" Blaine asked, his voice showing no emotion.

"Fine. It was a good dinner. I was…" I can't talk about this over the phone, I need to see your face. "I wanted to see you. Um, tonight? I need to- we need to talk. I don't know what's going on between us and I need answers and I bet you need them too. I didn't like the way things ended earlier"

"Yes, I agree. We should, we should meet. Think you can be here in, say, 20 minutes? What are you going to tell your father?"

"I'll tell him I'm staying at Mercedes', I mean if you don't mind me staying over at yours – I could always come home again after we talk, I don't want to intrud-"

Blaine cut him before he could finish.

"Kurt you are always welcomed to stay at my place. Always. You'll have to tell Mercedes something to convince her to cover for you"

"Leave that to me"

"Ugh, I don't like for you to be lying so much, Kurt" they both remained silent. "Maybe we can see each other tomorrow afternoon? Grab some coffee or lunch in Columbus?"

"No, Blaine. I need to see you now. I'll be there in 20" Kurt ended the phone call and went to the bathroom to freshen up and grab some toiletries he might need; he wasn't hoping for anything special to happen tonight but in the morning he would have to do his skin care routine so he packed for it. As he gathered his things, a new change of clothes and a book he wanted to lend to Blaine, he realised he hadn't really thought about what he wanted to discuss but he knew that the topic of Callum was to be one of the main ones.

He quickly typed Mercedes a text asking her to cover for him and assuring her he wasn't doing anything (oy anyone, for that matter) dangerous.

(o8:33) Oh, Boo! Woohoo! You've got a hot date you've been keeping from me? Don't worry, I'll cover 4 u, I expect a full report first thing on mday morning, k? love u, be safe & let me know if u need anything else, don't do anything I wouldn't do, Hummel! xx - M

(08:35) Not exactly a hot date, but yeah, we'll talk Monday morning. Please do not tell Rachel! I don't want the entire school talking about it even before we speak, you know how she is. Thank you thank you thank you. Breakfast's on me on Monday! Love you, xx – K

(08:36) Roger that, partner. I want waffles & tots xx – M

Once he had everything with him, he tidied his room and went upstairs.

"Dad! Dad, where are you?"

Burt's voice came from the backyard. "In here!"

"Hey, dad. I'm going over to Mercedes, I need someone to talk to, y'know? About this whole Callum thing and it will definitely get my mind off of things. I'll be back tomorrow after lunch, I guess"

"Oh, oh. I understand, yes, go. But be careful, it's getting late and I don't want you driving around at this hour"

"Dad, it's not even 9 o'clock"

"Kurt, crime doesn't have a timetable"

"Okay, don't worry. I'll let you know once I get there. You have her number though, right?"

"Yes, I do. Now, go. I'll convince Finn to rewatch one of the Buckeyes matches with me" he said. "Have fun and as I said, give the guy some time"

"Yes, alright, I'll do that. Bye, dad, love you!" Kurt called as he approached the door.

"Love you too, kid!"

He got into his Navigator and hoped for things to turn out the way they were supposed to.

A/N: Okay, so yeah, hi. I'm back...ish?

I'm sorry for this ONCE AGAIN (dammit) unannounced year long hiatus.

Hope you guys liked this chapter and I don't know when I'll be able to upload the next one as I am currently finishing my second year of University and i'm trapped inside my books.

Thank you in advance for being so understanding and for supporting and liking this story.

I'll try and post this entire story in AO3 (Archive of Our Own), a platform I've started using a lot more lately.

Let me know down in the reviews if you liked this and whatever else you want to! I HAVE MISSED THIS SO MUCH YOU CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE.

Bye i'm the worst but i still love you all.