so this chapter is a bit dark compared to my usual stuff but the way i ended the last chapter blaine needed to have a really bad day. so please review your thoughts on this chapter, thank you and please enjoy :)
Blaine sat in his English class, frowning at the clock as it slowly made its way to 3:00. The bell rang and Blaine languidly pushed himself out of his chair and gathered all his things into his bag. He took his time walking out of the door and slowly made it to the office. He arrived at the principal's office and was greeted by Principal Sander's and who he predicted was the new kid and his parents.
"Mr Anderson, i'm glad you could make it" Principal Sanders said sarcastically, Blaine ignored him and went over to the new kids parents.
"Hello sir, my name is Blaine Anderson" Blaine said in his most charming tone as he offered his hand.
"Hello Blaine my name is Gareth Swain and this is my lovely wife Miranda" Gareth said as he shook Blaine's hand, Gareth pointed to Miranda, Blaine shook her hand softly and use his most charming smile on her.
"You are very handsome" Miranda said coyly, 'great nothing better than a cougar' Blaine thought to himself. Blaine just smiled and said a very polite thank you.
"Blaine, this is Grant; you will be showing him around today. I hope you will leave a good impression on him and show him why Dalton is such an excellent school" Principal Sanders said proudly.
"Sure sir" Blaine assured, Blaine watched as Grant said goodbye to his parents. Blaine picked up the papers that were on the principal's desk and started to read through them. He noticed that Grant was in his English and cooking class. Blaine continued to read through the page and noticed that Principal Sanders had written 'talk about the warblers' 6 times through the sheet, Blaine just sighed and put the papers in his pocket and smiled up at Grant.
"Ready to go?" Blaine asked politely, Grant nodded and he and Blaine made their way into the corridor.
"So Grant, tell me about yourself" Blaine asked with his most dapper smile, Blaine's charming façade firmly in place. After using it for many years he was starting to get very good at it. They walked down the corridor and Blaine pointed out his English room.
"Well I transferred from a school up north and came here. I am only here for a week, we are moving again and going east" Blaine just looked at him with a shocked expression then quickly controlled it. This idiot was only here for a week? Why the hell did he need showing around if he wasn't ever going to come back?
"How come?" Blaine asked curiously, he was getting angry now but was trying hard to control it.
"My dad likes to travel around so we never stay in one place for too long. I don't really like this place anyway, no offence but everyone is freakishly nice especially you" Grant stated, Blaine just rolled his eyes.
"That is kind of the main reason they choose me to show you around" Blaine said exasperatedly.
"And the zero bullying thing is strange as well. School is not school with out a ranking system" Grant stated.
"Uh huh" Blaine said nonchalantly, this guy was completely fucked in the head; thank god he was only here for a week.
"You don't want to be here do you?" Grant asked curiously, Blaine just sighed and looked at him.
"No I don't" Blaine said and started to walk to the cafeteria.
"Why? Do you miss your Xbox or something?" Grant asked in an amused tone, Blaine just looked at him with an annoyed glare. This guy was a complete dickhead.
"No I just had plans and I had to cancel them to show you around" Blaine said firmly.
"I'm sorry that i'm not entertaining enough for you. So what did you have planned?" Grant asked with a grin, 'like I am going to tell you' Blaine thought sarcastically.
"How about we go back to talking about you" Blaine said with an encouraging smile.
"My favourite topic" Grant said happily, Blaine walked passed the cafeteria and showed him and told him about it.
"Well my dad is an author and my mother is a trained surgeon but quit once my dad made it big in the writing world. They had me, the best son so far to come out of the family" Grant said proudly, Blaine suppressed a laugh and remained quiet, waiting to see what else would come out of this pompous idiot's mouth.
"They ship me all around the country, taking me to new and exciting places. I have never stayed in the same town for more than 3 weeks and I plan to keep moving around once I have finished school" Grant said matter-of-factly.
"So how do you keep in contact with friends?" Blaine asked quizzically.
"Friends make you weak, so I just use people" Grant stated.
"That's good to know" Blaine said happily, Grant just shrugged it off and continued to talk.
"Even if I don't have friends people always manage to give me the same nick name" Grant said with a sigh, Blaine pulled out the papers from his pocket and started to read through them.
"Really, what's that?" Blaine asked as he searched to see what room this idiot was in so he could just drop him off.
"Hummel" Grant said proudly, Blaine's head snapped up and glared at him.
"Why?" Blaine asked firmly, Grant gave him a strange expression but continued.
"Because I have this weird face that looks like those stupid Hummel figurines, I really hate the name, what the fuck is Hummel" Grant said with a confused tone, 'ok Grant has gone from idiot, to complete fucking asshole in 0.3 seconds' Blaine thought bitterly. The message Kurt had sent him about god hating gays seemed completely apt at this point.
"I like the name Hummel" Blaine said defensively, no one got to make fun of his boyfriends' name, even if they didn't know it was his boyfriends' name.
"Why? It even sounds weird, it sounds like a retarded bird" Grant said with an obvious expression. 'Bird' Blaine thought to himself.
"Hey Grant do you like singing" Blaine asked casually.
"No singing is stupid, only homo's and queers sing" Grant said pointedly. Blaine was almost at breaking point now, who the fuck did this guy think he is? A complete fucking idiot was the answer to that question.
"Lets just show you your room" Blaine said angrily and turned to walk up the stairs.
"Sounds good to me, I have been dragged from meeting to meeting all day" Grant continued to talk but Blaine blocked him out. 'What an amazing day this turned out to be' Blaine thought sarcastically. Grant continued to babble as Blaine walked up the stairs. Blaine looked down at Grant and gave him a confused stare.
"Where are your bags?" Blaine asked, Grant looked around him then looked back up at Blaine.
"They are in the office I will go get them" Grant said as he turned to walk back down the stairs.
"You do that" Blaine said sarcastically Blaine walked down a few steps than sat down.
"Hey Blaine having fun?" Wes asked joyfully as he sat down next to Blaine.
"You owe me so fucking much; i'm talking like buying me a Ferrari would come close to how much you owe me" Blaine said irately, Wes smiled at Blaine and put an arm around his shoulder.
"I'm sorry I can't afford a Ferrari but that don't I can't get you there" Wes sang, Blaine groaned and pushed Wes off him.
"Whoa someone is in a bad mood" Wes said with a delighted grin on his face.
"You would be too if you had to hang around with this dickhead" Blaine said exasperatedly.
"Why what happened?" Wes asked, Blaine just looked at him and frowned. He explained Grant's hatred to gays, he explained that he was only here for a week and that he hated this place and he hated Blaine for being so nice to him. He also told Wes that he hated the name Hummel and wouldn't stop complaining.
"This guy is a douche, i'm sorry that you have to put up with this idiot. Why don't I help you show him to his room and then we can go get pizza or something" Wes asked as he clapped Blaine on the shoulder.
"What ever gets me away from this idiot faster" Blaine said exasperatedly. He stood up when he saw Grant struggling with his bags. Blaine went to help but Wes put his hand on Blaine's shoulder to stop him.
"Let the asshole do it himself" Wes whispered in his ear, Blaine just nodded and stood firmly in his place. Grant got to the top step and they all started to walk down the dorm hallway.
"This is Wes, he is my room mate" Blaine said as he introduced Wes to Grant.
"You two aren't gay with each other are you? I don't think I would be comfortable with that" Grant said as he looked between them with a disgusted stare.
"Is he for real?" Wes asked in a disbelieving tone, Blaine just nodded and pulled out the papers from his pocket again and looked to see what room Grant was in.
"I'm sorry but being gay is wrong" Grant said firmly.
"Listen here you little punk" Wes said as he gripped the front of Grant's shirt, Blaine pushed Wes back and looked at Wes with pleading eyes.
"Please don't" Blaine asked quietly.
"Fine but if he says one more thing he is getting knocked the fuck out" Wes whispered.
"Do you two need a moment alone? You know to settle your lovers quarrel" Grant asked in an amused tone.
"Blaine please let me hit him" Wes pleaded.
"He is not worth it, ten more minutes and then we can leave" Blaine reminded quietly.
"Fine" Wes said exasperatedly, Blaine looked through the papers and found the room number. Blaine glared at it, as if it was going to change just by staring at it.
"What's wrong?" Wes asked in a concerned tone.
"He is in Kurt's old room" Blaine almost growled out.
"Who is Kurt?" Grant asked.
"None of your fucking business" Wes said pointedly.
"Why did he die or something?" Grant asked, he almost sounded happy; Blaine just looked at him with a disapproving and disbelieving stare.
"You are a moron" Blaine said as he shook his head in disbelief.
"See I am starting to like you now, you aren't that uptight posh person you were before" Grant said with a wide grin. Blaine just groaned angrily and walked to Kurt's old room. He put the key in the lock and tried to turn it.
"I forgot about that" Blaine said sadly to Wes.
"Here let me" Wes said gently as he moved Blaine out of the way. Wes forcefully shouldered the door then turned the key in the lock.
"That wont do, I want a door that works" Grant said petulantly.
"Why do you even care, you are only here for a week" Blaine said in a confused tone.
"Because I always get what I want" Grant said matter-of-factly, Wes just laughed angrily and pushed the door open.
"Put your shit in here. Our job is done" Wes said as he was about to walk off before Blaine stopped him.
"We have to do the right thing" Blaine reminded.
"If I wasn't your best friend I would hate you so much right now" Wes said before storming into the room, Grant and Blaine followed after Wes.
"So the bathroom is through there and there is a TV and DVD player, if you have any questions just call the office they are more then happy to help" Blaine said in his polite dapper tone.
"So the posh dickhead returns" Grant said angrily, Blaine glared at Grant and suppressed a growl.
"Wes are we going or what?" Blaine asked infuriately.
"Yes" Wes said excitedly as he walked over to the door.
"Ew what the fuck?" Grant asked, Blaine turned around to see Grant holding a photo.
"What?" Wes asked angrily.
"You're a faggot?" Grant asked as he showed Blaine and Wes the photo. It was a picture of Blaine kissing Kurt on the cheek, Kurt was blushing and Blaine looked extremely happy. Before Blaine could react; Wes had walked over to Grant snatched the photo out of his hand and pushed Grant. Blaine walked over and tried to hold them apart.
"Don't touch me fag" Grant said infuriately, Grant pushed Blaine and Blaine fell on the floor. Grant walked over to Blaine and punched him hard in the face.
"Ow" Blaine shouted as he held the side of his face. His eye was starting to pulsate and his cheek hurt.
"Blaine are you ok?" Wes asked with concern, Wes helped Blaine up and held him steady.
"Get out of my room" Grant said impatiently.
"Gladly" Wes retorted and helped Blaine walk; they slowly made their way back to their room. Wes opened the door and closed it behind him; they made their way over to Blaine's bed and Wes gently helped Blaine sit down.
"I'll be right back" Wes said as he quickly rushed off to the bathroom. He returned with a towel and held it to Blaine's eye, there was a small amount of blood on the towel. The ring on Grant's hand must have cut Blaine's cheek slightly.
"That guy is so out of here" Wes shouted as he began to pace around the room.
"Lucky there is a zero bullying tolerance" Blaine said with a laugh, which was a really dumb thing to do since it made his eye hurt.
"What the fuck is his problem?" Wes asked desperately.
"I have no idea, but I guess I just experienced my first gay bashing" Blaine said with a laugh.
"That guy doesn't know what he has coming to him" Wes said darkly.
"Wes, what are you planing?" Blaine asked curiously.
"The biggest thing that will ever go down at Dalton" Wes said evilly.
"Wes, please just sit back and let karma fuck him over ok. Can you get me an icepack or something? This really hurts" Blaine said as he added more pressure to his face with the cold, wet towel.
"Sure I'll be right back" Wes said earnestly as he made his way to the door.
"Oh and Wes?" Blaine asked.
"Don't go to Grant's room" Blaine said firmly.
"Ok" Wes said sadly.
"Anything else?" Wes asked.
"Jellybeans would be nice" Blaine said with a grin.
"Sure I'll be back in a minute" Wes assured before he slipped out of the room. Blaine slowly stood up and made his way into the bathroom. He took the towel away from his eye and looked at it.
"Ghastly" Blaine said as he inspected his eye. It was starting to turn slightly purple and swelling was starting to happen. He ran the towel under the cold water and quickly put it back to his eye. It looked worse than David's black eye, which was almost completely gone now. Blaine looked at the cut on his cheek; it wasn't as bad as he thought. Just a surface scratch but it still hurt. Blaine just frowned and started to walk back into the bedroom. Blaine's phone started to ring; he grabbed his phone out of his pocket and stared at the caller ID.
"You have incredible timing" Blaine said infuriately.
"I am getting sick of these greetings Blaine, you need to pick up your act" Blaine's father said angrily.
"I'm sorry that I don't sound chipper to talk to you but I just got punched in the eye so I am not in the best mood at this present time" Blaine said as he huffed down on his bed.
"You got punched in the eye? At Dalton?" Blaine's dad asked frantically.
"Yes and it looks bad" Blaine said as he put the towel more firmly to his eye.
"Why?" Blaine's dad asked in confusion.
"Some transfer student is a massive homophobe" Blaine said with a sigh.
"That doesn't explain why you got hit" Blaine's dad said angrily.
"Because I am gay dad, can't you just accept that or do you just suppress it?" Blaine asked exasperatedly.
"I thought it was just a faze" Blaine's dad nonchalantly, Blaine growled now, not hiding anything back.
"It is not a faze, I am with Kurt. Why wont you just accept that?" Blaine asked quietly, he sounded like he was about to cry.
"Because I refuse to accept it, I am not homophobic I just wanted a son that was straight" Blaine's dad stated.
"But why? I do all the things a straight teenage guy does, I like cars and motorbikes. I am a huge football and baseball fan, isn't that enough for you?" Blaine asked quietly.
"It should be but it doesn't feel like it is. I don't think you could change my mind" Blaine's dad admitted.
"But you're my dad, you are suppose to accept me for who I am" Blaine said sadly.
"I wish I could but I can't, i'm sorry but I can't accept your lifestyle choice" Blaine's dad said firmly.
"But it's not a choice; I didn't choose to be gay dad, if I could choose I wouldn't choose to be gay because I know how much trouble you have with it. But in saying that, being gay is probably the best thing about me" Blaine said as a small tear ran down his face.
"How could you say that? There is nothing good about being gay" Blaine's dad said firmly.
"Yes there is, Kurt" Blaine said, his voice broke on the last word.
"Kurt is your… boyfriend right?" Blaine's dad asked.
"Yes he is, when I was young you always told me that you should appreciate love, no matter what form it comes in because love is a too precious thing to give up" Blaine said as another tear streamed down his face.
"I only said that to you because I was certain that you would grow up to marry the Jefferson's daughter, you were always around her when you were younger" Blaine's dad said defensively.
"She was my friend dad" Blaine said firmly.
"So you can be friends with girls but you can't date them?" Blaine's dad asked incredulously.
"Yes because I am not attracted to them, I am attracted to Kurt an-"
"Look this is not the reason I called, we are off topic the reason I called is to ask you once again about the wedding. It is on in 5 weeks time, they have asked me to tell you they want-"Blaine hung up on him and let a stream of tears fall down his face. Was it too much to ask for acceptance from the one person that is supposed to be your role model? Blaine took a deep breath and stood up; he threw the towel on the ground and picked up a notebook. He ripped out some of the pages and threw the book at the wall, Wes slowly walked back in the room, with jellybeans and an icepack in his hands.
"Oh my god Blaine!" Wes said quickly and rushed over to Blaine and hugged him. Blaine hugged Wes back and sunk to the floor. Blaine just sat there and let the tears fall from his eyes. Today had been too much for him. Missing out on seeing Kurt, having to put up with a pompous ass hole, experiencing his first gay bashing and getting told by his dad that he wasn't good enough for him; yes today was one giant success.
"Kurt dinner is ready!" Finn shouted as he walked down the stairs of Kurt's bedroom. Kurt took a deep breath and pushed himself off his bed.
"Ok" Kurt said as he followed Finn back up the stairs; they walked into the dinning room and sat down in the chairs. Wes's text was still being played over and over in Kurt's mind, what had gone so terribly wrong? Kurt just played with the food on his plate with his folk and pretended to listen as Finn talked about his day. Kurt just wanted dinner to be over so he could ring Blaine; Kurt took a folk full of food and forced it down; not even tasting it or knowing what it was.
"Kurt?" Carole asked sweetly, Kurt looked up and tried to plaster on the fake smile that Blaine uses.
"Yes?" Kurt asked he forced his voice to sound happy.
"Did you want any bread? I asked you like 3 times" Carole said with a laugh.
"Oh, no thank you" Kurt said before returning his gaze to his plate.
"Is everything ok Kurt?" Burt asked curiously.
"Absolutely fine" Kurt said as he looked up at his dad and smiled. 'It's wrong to lie Kurt' Kurt thought to himself.
"Can I be excused?" Kurt asked.
"You sure everything is ok Kurt?" Burt asked quizzically.
"Yeah I just don't feel well" Kurt said earnestly, it was true. Worrying about Blaine was starting to make Kurt feel sick.
"There is aspirin in the cupboard if you need it" Carole offered helpfully, Kurt just nodded and made his way down to his room. Kurt took off his shoes and then walked over to his bed. Kurt laid down and reached over for his phone. Kurt scrolled through his contacts and rang Blaine; he put the phone next to his ear and waited for it to be answered. The call immediately went to voice mail; Kurt just frowned at his phone in confusion. A few seconds later Kurt received a text.
From Blaine:
Hey don't get angry but I don't really feel like talking at the moment, can I call you later?
"Yea that makes me worry less" Kurt said sarcastically to himself.
To Blaine:
You can but i'm worried about you, what happened today?
From Blaine:
Nothing
To Blaine:
Don't lie to me please, Wes said that you are surrounded by jellybeans and are watching firemen movies so there is something wrong
From Blaine:
Nothing is wrong i'm fine
To Blaine:
Just ring me when you want to talk, you are being impossible now
From Blaine:
I will then.
Kurt growled angrily and put his phone back on his bedside table. Kurt decided to call Wes to get some answers.
"Hello?" Wes answered.
"What is wrong with Blaine?" Kurt asked quickly.
"I don't really think it is my place to say" Wes said truthfully.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Kurt asked angrily.
"Blaine had a pretty bad afternoon, like really bad. So I think he should call you and tell you himself. When he is ready" Wes answered.
"But i'm worried about him" Kurt said sadly.
"I know but he is ok now, he is just sitting on his bed watching a movie. Just give him some time ok, he loves you. He is still a bit worked up and needs to calm down. So Kurt he will call you when he is ready" Wes assured.
"How long will that be?" Kurt asked.
"I don't know but it will be soon ok. Just do something in the mean time" Wes said.
"Fine" Kurt said exasperatedly and hung up his phone. 'I suppose I should start going through my close' Kurt thought to himself and made his way over to his closet. He had his phone on the desk and kept checking it every two minutes. Just in case Blaine had rang and he had missed it.
That afternoon Blaine had completely broke down; everything had caught up with him. Wes stayed with him the whole time and wouldn't leave his side. Blaine had sat on his bed for the past two hours, looking at the TV, eating jellybeans and letting the hundreds of thoughts swim around in his mind. The icepack he had been holding to his eye was completely unfrozen now but the gel stuff felt nice against his eye. Blaine just leant back against his pillow and looked at the screen, the jellybeans and movie was helping but all that was missing was Kurt laying next to him and stroking his hair. Blaine just sighed angrily and closed his eyes.
"Blaine does something hurt?" Wes asked in an alarmed tone.
"No, i'm ok. Well sort of" Blaine answered glumly; Wes walked over to Blaine and crouched down in front of him. He softly took the icepack away from his eye and looked at his eye.
"The swelling has gone down but it looks worse then David's eye" Wes said as he continued to look at Blaine's face.
"I didn't know it was a competition" Blaine said sarcastically.
"Well if it was, you won. David didn't have a scratch on his cheek" Wes said with a smile.
"Lucky me" Blaine said sarcastically, Wes just smiled and took the icepack. There was a knock on the door, Wes stood up and made his way over. He opened the door and stared.
"Oh my god, I forgot you were coming" Wes said as he looked at Sophie.
"But you look amazing" Wes said sheepishly.
"Thank you" Sophie said coyly, Blaine continued to look at the screen and tried to hide his eye.
"Hey Blaine" Sophie said joyfully.
"Hey Sophie" Blaine said as he continued to look at the screen.
"You ready to go?" Sophie asked excitedly.
"Um, I don't really think I should leave Blaine" Wes said as he looked back over at Blaine.
"Why he seems fine" Sophie said happily.
"Yes but have you seen his eye" Wes asked
"Wes!" Blaine hissed angrily.
"What's wrong with your eye?" Sophie asked as she walked towards Blaine, Sophie's hand flew to her mouth when she saw his eye.
"Oh my god what happened?" Sophie asked as she sat down carefully next to Blaine on his bed.
"Nothing" Blaine said firmly.
"Looks like nothing" Sophie said sarcastically.
"Blaine I just want to say i'm sorry again" Wes said earnestly.
"Its ok Wes, it's not like you did this" Blaine said, he took a deep breath and looked back at Sophie. Sophie put her hand on Blaine's face and lightly moved it to the side to get a better look at his eye.
"Who did this to you? It looks pretty bad" Sophie said as she continued to look at Blaine's face. Blaine just took her hand off his face and sighed.
"The new kid" Blaine said angrily, Sophie looked over at Wes and gave him a look.
"No I didn't" Wes answered her unspoken question.
"Good, its no use you getting in trouble as well" Sophie said firmly. Blaine's phone began to ring; he picked it up and looked at the caller ID.
"It's Kurt" Blaine answered when Wes looked at him.
"Answer it then" Wes said obviously.
"I don't really know what to say to him, you obviously told him what happened" Blaine said as he put his palm to his eye.
"No I didn't actually, I think you should tell him when you are ready" Wes said matter-of-factly, Blaine just clicked the red button on his phone and put his palm back to his eye.
"But you should give him a reason for not answering his call" Wes said with an encouraging nod.
"I guess" Blaine said hesitantly.
"Blaine he just cares about you" Sophie assured. Blaine just nodded and picked up his phone.
To Kurt:
Hey don't get angry but I don't really feel like talking at the moment, can I call you later?
From Kurt:
You can but i'm worried about you, what happened today?
To Kurt:
Nothing
From Kurt:
Don't lie to me please, Wes said that you are surrounded by jellybeans and are watching firemen movies so there is something wrong
To Kurt:
Nothing is wrong i'm fine
From Kurt:
Just ring me when you want to talk, you are being impossible now
To Kurt:
I will then.
Blaine just sighed and put his head down gently on his pillow.
"That went well" Blaine said sarcastically.
"Why what-"Wes's phone began to ring.
"It's Kurt" Wes answered.
"Hello?" Wes asked.
"I don't really think it is my place to say" Wes said
"Blaine had a pretty bad afternoon, like really bad. So I think he should call you and tell you himself. When he is ready" Wes answered. Blaine and Sophie just looked at each other and then back to Wes.
"I know but he is ok now, he is just sitting on his bed watching a movie. Just give him some time ok, he loves you. He is still a bit worked up and needs to calm down. So Kurt he will call you when he is ready" Wes assured.
"Blaine just call Kurt back, can't you tell that he is worried about you?" Sophie asked.
"I don't know but it will be soon ok. Just do something in the mean time" Wes said.
"I know but I don't want him to worry about me" Blaine answered truthfully.
"It's not up to you if he worries or not" Sophie said earnestly, Sophie pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to Blaine.
"Kurt wanted me to give you this, he said Brittany drew it for you" Sophie said as she gave Blaine the drawing. Blaine opened the picture and smiled.
"Thank you" Blaine said with a laugh.
"Wow who knew it only took really bad drawings to make you laugh" Wes said in an amused tone, Wes walked over to Blaine and passed Blaine his own phone.
"Call Kurt" Wes said firmly.
"Ok" Blaine said.
"What do I say?" Blaine asked curiously.
"Hello might be a good place to start" Wes said sarcastically, Wes walked over to Sophie and put his arms around her waist.
"Now its time for me and you to say hello" Wes said as he kissed Sophie sweetly on the lips.
"Bye Blaine" Sophie said as she dragged Wes out of the room and closed the door behind her. Blaine just shook his head slowly and laughed quietly. He picked up his phone again and looked through his contacts and found Kurt's name. He clicked on it and held the phone to his ear. On the first ring it was picked up.
"Hello" Kurt answered.
"Hey, I was rude before. I'm sorry" Blaine said earnestly.
"You were but I forgive you" Kurt said with a laugh.
"So what happened today?" Kurt asked curiously.
"Could we maybe not rush right into that? I wanna hear about your day" Blaine said happily.
"You sure? It wasn't that exciting" Kurt said nonchalantly.
"That doesn't really matter, I just like hearing your voice" Blaine answered coyly.
"You are cheesy but it is cute" Kurt affirmed, Blaine just smiled and waited for Kurt to start his story.
"I had a pretty good morning, Mercedes, Tina and I talked about you all through English" Kurt said sheepishly.
"I'm surprised you didn't run out of things to say" Blaine answered.
"Quite the opposite actually the bell rang and I don't think I was even a quater of the way through talking about you" Kurt said coyly, Blaine just laughed and sat on his bed with a small smile.
"Sam talked to me about organising some of my clothes for him, I was just going through them now" Kurt said matter-of-factly.
"Oh are you trying them on as well?" Blaine asked sheepishly.
"Wouldn't you like to know" Kurt said with a laugh.
"Very much so, as long as I can't be there I can try and visualise it" Blaine said happily.
"I wish you were here though. It would be pretty fun dressing you up" Kurt said with a laugh.
"I wish I was there too but as you know today didn't really go according to plan" Blaine said as he put more pressure against his eye as a reminder.
"Well I don't actually know, what happened today. I know that spending time with someone besides me would make anyone sad but I know that it is more than that" Kurt said truthfully, Blaine took a deep breath then sighed it out.
"Where do you want me to start?" Blaine asked sarcastically.
"The start" Kurt stated, Blaine just groaned and ran his hand through his hair.
"Well I met Grant" Blaine started sarcastically.
"Grant is the new kid?" Kurt asked.
"Yes, Grant is a pompous homophobe with impulse issues" Blaine said hastily.
"So it went well then" Kurt said sarcastically.
"Yes the black eye and cut cheek can confirm that" Blaine answered.
"The what?" Kurt stuttered out incredulously.
"I shouldn't have told you" Blaine said regretfully.
"No it's good that you did. Why did he hit you?" Kurt asked quickly.
"Well he was put in your old room and I guess you must have left a photo behind or something and he found it" Blaine said.
"Was it of you kissing my cheek?" Kurt asked.
"Yeah how did you know?" Blaine asked curiously.
"Because I can't find it anywhere" Kurt said exasperatedly.
"Well Wes tore the photo out of Grant's hand and then Wes pushed Grant. So I tried to break it up which result in me getting pushed to the ground and getting punched in the face, which really hurts" Blaine said petulantly.
"I'm so sorry, I know its late but I can come to Dalton to look after you" Kurt assured.
"It's decided i'm coming" Kurt said, Blaine heard Kurt start moving around his room.
"Kurt as much as I would love for that to happen, do you think your dad would let you?" Blaine asked he heard Kurt stop moving.
"I guess your right but your hurt and I want to take care of you" Kurt said exasperatedly.
"I would like that but i'm ok now, my eye is sore but that is about it. The scratch is almost healed so there is no need to worry" Blaine assured.
"Except that there is a maniac running around Dalton" Kurt said sarcastically.
"I'm sure that he will be dealt with" Blaine said.
"Yeah I guess" Kurt said sadly.
"But that wasn't even what really set me off" Blaine said after taking a deep breath.
"So there is more?" Kurt said incredulously.
"Yeah" Blaine said with a sad laugh.
"You know how the other day I said that my dad rang and I didn't want to talk about it?" Blaine asked.
"Yeah" Kurt answered.
"Well he rang again today and he wants me to sing at some associates wedding, but the conversation didn't really go that well. We got on the subject of me being gay and he told me that he couldn't accept me or you. So I tried to change his opinion but he wouldn't. So I hung up on him and then I kind of went a bit crazy" Blaine said awkwardly.
"Blaine i'm so sorry" Kurt said earnestly.
"I'm fine now but today was just a bit crazy and I kind of lost it" Blaine admitted, Blaine heard Kurt huff out a laugh.
"Who knew that this would be your alternate afternoon?" Kurt said.
"I know" Blaine said with a small laugh.
"Put some Vaseline around your eye" Kurt said firmly.
"Why?" Blaine asked quizzically.
"Because that is what boxers use when they fight" Kurt answered.
"Is that what that stuff is?" Blaine asked with a laugh.
"Yes and you should go to sleep as well, it will help with the swelling" Kurt assured.
"But I want to talk to you, today was messed up and you will make some sense out of it" Blaine said.
"I know but you will do more damage if you stay up all night and talk to me" Kurt said.
"What if I close my eyes and talk to you?" Blaine asked.
"No, go to sleep Blaine" Kurt said sweetly.
"Only if there is something in it for me" Blaine said proudly.
"A better eye is not good enough?" Kurt asked with a laugh.
"Sing me something" Blaine asked as he got under the covers of his bed.
"Sure, what song do you want to hear?" Kurt asked there was a smile in his voice.
"I don't know something relaxing" Blaine said dreamily, Blaine scooted down in his bed and got into a comfy position.
"Well I was actually listening to some country music this afternoon and there was one song that sort of described my feelings about you" Kurt said happily.
"Since when do you listen to country music?" Blaine asked curiously.
"It was on the TV, now do you want the song or not?" Kurt asked lightly.
"Sing away" Blaine said happily. He closed his eyes and rested his head on the pillow. Blaine heard Kurt start to sing.
It's like a storm
That cuts a path
It breaks your will
It feels like that
You think you're lost
But you're not lost
On your own
You're not alone
I will stand by you
I will help you through
When you've done all you can do
And you can't cope
I will dry your eyes
I will fight your fight
I will hold you tight
And I won't let go
Blaine smiled happily and listened to Kurt continue the song.
It hurts my heart
To see you cry
I know it's dark
This part of life
Oh, it finds us all
But we're too small
To stop the rain
Oh, but when it rains
I will stand by you
I will help you through
When you've done all you can do
And you can't cope
I will dry your eyes
I will fight your fight
I will hold you tight
And I won't let you fall
Don't be afraid to fall
I'm right here to catch you
I won't let you down
It won't get you down
You're gonna make it
Yeah, I know you can make it
Cause I will stand by you
I will help you through
When you've done all you can do
And you can't cope
And I will dry your eyes
I will fight your fight
I will hold you tight
And I won't let go
Oh I'm gonna hold you
And I won't let go
Won't let you go
No I won't
Blaine smiled and felt a small tear of gratitude slide down his face.
"So that kind of describes how I feel about you" Kurt said coyly.
"It was beautiful, thank you" Blaine said earnestly.
"Are you ok?" Kurt asked.
"Yeah it's just you are too good to be true" Blaine said sheepishly.
"Thank you, go to sleep Blaine. I'll talk to you tomorrow" Kurt assured.
"I love you, I know I always say that at the end of the phone call but I just wanted to let you know that I really do mean it" Blaine said earnestly.
"I know you do and I love you too" Kurt said sweetly.
"Night Kurt" Blaine said.
"Night Blaine" Kurt said and then hung up.
'Perfect way to end a bad day' Blaine thought happily to himself. He readjusted himself in the bed and quickly fell asleep, Kurt's voice still playing over and over in his head.
oh and if you were wondering what the song was its 'i won't let go' by rascal flatts, give it a listen its a pretty good song