The Break Up
Blaine was called into the dean's office during class. He wasn't sure why but he had no reason to be afraid, until he saw the sternly upset look on the dean's face.
"Have I done something wrong?" Blaine wondered as he took a seat in the comfortable grey leather chair on the opposite side of the desk.
"Mr. Anderson," He started but then looked a little unwilling. "We've had some allegations come to our attention from your time at McKinley high school." Blaine felt his blood run cold and the dean did not seem too pleased by the obvious understanding that crossed Blaine's expression. The dean's face sunk deeper as if he suddenly needed to take the situation more seriously, "Do you know what allegations I am referring to?"
"I know that a few guys threatened to lie to have me expelled from Dalton." Blaine answered honestly but wasn't sure how much his voice was shaking.
"Do you know why?" The dean inquired.
Blaine nodded and licked his lips to moisten them. "I was dating one of their ex-boyfriends."
"Hm." The dean examined him for a moment then said, "Mr. Anderson, I will not deny that you are an excellent asset to Dalton Academy, and especially our Warbler's team. You've been a model student, an active participant in making this campus a better environment, and a willing member of the student body. So it is to my greatest displeasure that, considering the two separate cases involving this sort of behaviour, I will be suspending you for the week pending further investigation into these allegations."
"What?!" Blaine gasped feeling his face scrunch into a ball.
The dean seemed to go into a defensive position after this, "Keep in mind, Mr. Anderson, this is only a suspension. There is no physical evidence to prove whether you have or have not participated in these activities. But as over ten allegations have come forward in the past three days, we must investigate. If there is no proof of this misconduct, we will be happy to resume your enrollment."
"I didn't do anything!" Blaine argued, "I swear!"
"I have no doubt." The dean assured, "None-the-less, we do maintain a bully-free campus, which includes assault."
"On campus, this was off and it's a lie!"
"I repeat, Mr. Anderson, you've been a model student. If no physical evidence is brought forward, no further action will need to be taken. Thank you for your understanding."
"Can you at least tell me what these allegations said?!" Blaine inquired.
The dean hesitated but pulled out the documents for Blaine to view, folding only the names of the senders so Blaine couldn't see those.
Chandler was at the park with his cousins. They were only ten and twelve years old but very entertaining. He didn't mind coming to the park with them, especially since he'd found a park that was so private. He needed his privacy. The last few days had been too challenging and stressful. This was his relaxation time. With his phone on silent, though he could freely glance at it whenever he felt the urge, no one could bother him.
He could draw in his sketch book and watch them play blissfully.
That is, until the book was knocked forcefully off his lap. He looked up a little annoyed and slightly concerned. He couldn't deal with bullies right now. And bullies willing to physically push him around? How could he defend his cousins? No one was around to help them. Feeling a little frantic he looked up and was relieved to see the face of his boyfriend.
"Kurt." He breathed so relieved that he forgot to consider that Kurt had just knocked his sketch book off his lap.
"What the hell did you do?!" Kurt demanded furiously.
Chandler blinked in surprise picking up the book scattered somewhat on the ground under the bench he was sitting at. "What are you talking about?"
Chandler had almost completely forgotten, but when he remembered the pain in his chest returned and the dizzy, nauseous feeling in his head. That's why he'd decided to bring his cousin's to the park, he remembered, to keep his mind off Kurt.
"You submitted twelve letters of complaint against Blaine!" Kurt cried angrily. "I thought we had a deal!"
"We did have a deal." Chandler snapped back just as hurt. "The deal was that you would take me back, try to accept that I've changed- -which I did, for you, and you don't cheat on me!"
Chandler threw his book down on the bench and stood to confront Kurt. When they met Kurt had only been as tall as Chandler's chin but in the past few months had grown and was nearly eye to eye.
"I didn't cheat on you!" Kurt rebutted. Chandler was sure that in Kurt's twisted mind this statement was somehow truthful.
"Henry and Sasha saw you at the movies with Blaine!" Chandler remembered the sight of the short video when they'd sent it and how it had shattered his heart and made him feel like an idiot. He'd been dumb enough to actually believe things were getting better. He'd believed Kurt when he told him people were seeing things or hearing things when they thought they saw Kurt and Blaine together, or when they heard that they spent the night together at Dalton, or at Kurt's house, or Blaine's. He'd wanted to believe but he couldn't deny it. And what made him feel like more of a fool was realizing that Kurt had barely touched him, barely been closer than a foot away from him since they got back together but based on those video's, he was much closer than that to Blaine. Chandler cried "Was any of it real?"
Kurt locked his jaw and looked off to the side a bit as he contemplated his answer. Chandler decided that might be more than enough of an answer, even if it wasn't the answer he wanted.
"Honestly, I'm just glad to hear Dalton finally did something." Chandler spat bitterly. "Because it took days before I even got a response from them."
"One of your friends said he tried to sexually assault them." Kurt replied in a low bitter voice filled with more venom and anger than Chandler had used. "Do you think those kinds of allegations are a joke?"
Chandler gasped in surprise which he convinced his body easily to feel. "I had no idea. Kurt, I would never. If they made the allegation, though..."
"No." Kurt snapped not letting Chandler finish. Chandler thought this was a perfect example of Kurt being blinded by Blaine. He liked to defend him and make excuses for his terrible behaviour rather than accept the simple fact that Blaine was capable of terrible things.
"We have to believe the victim." Chandler argued and would have added more but Kurt too quickly interrupted.
"You're going to be the victim if you don't come clean!" Kurt yelled getting the attention of Chandler's otherwise oblivious cousins.
"Continue." Chandler urged them. "We're just talking." Then he returned to Kurt and asked, "Is that a threat?"
"Chandler, this is not worth his life!"
"It's not his life, it's Dalton." Chandler rolled his eyes.
"It's four physical assault allegations, two verbal harassment allegations, four cyber threats, a hate crime, and a sexual assault allegation, he could go to jail!" Kurt screamed. "Those are serious allegations!"
"He's rich and white." Chandler shrugged off. "They'll ask him not to do it again."
"He's only half white!" Kurt snapped. "And it doesn't matter! You can't lie about those things! They are serious!"
"So was our relationship until you ruined it!" Chandler argued.
"This is ridiculous." Kurt grumbled. "I didn't ruin anything!"
"You've cheated on me twice now." Chandler spat. "With the same guy!"
"I wasn't cheating!" Kurt snapped and Chandler paused for a moment to think. And then the reality came crashing down on him.
"I get it now." Chandler breathed. Everything suddenly shifted in his mind and he understood Kurt's works much differently. Kurt wasn't cheating on him because to Kurt, their relationship wasn't real. He was appeasing him so that he didn't interrupt Blaine's time at Dalton. Why would he want Blaine at Dalton, anyways, though? Shouldn't they want to be at the same school? It didn't matter, he decided. What mattered was that Kurt lied. And Chandler was a fool who fell for it. "You were lying from the start. You were with him, not me. You were trying to appease me to get Blaine into Dalton. I'm an idiot."
"That's insane!" Kurt lied but felt his cheeks flushing. Chandler noticed it too.
"You're a liar, Kurt." Chandler gasped. "You haven't stopped lying to me."
Kurt hesitated but finally surrendered knowing he'd only be digging himself deeper if he didn't, "You blackmailed me! What the hell was I supposed to do?"
"I was doing what was best for you!" Chandler fought.
"You bullied Blaine and got him kicked out of Dalton!"
"He's not a good person, Kurt!" Chandler continued. He couldn't understand why no one else knew this. He'd started messing around with Kurt after Chandler and him started dating, he did drugs, partied, he was a fair weather friend, and Kurt could do so much better! "He's pretty and talented and popular so you want to think he is, but he's not, and he'll hurt you like you've hurt me. I'm trying to save you from that!"
"He's a good person!" Kurt disagreed angrily. "You just have no clue what a good person truly looks like and you can't handle meeting one!"
"He's not a good person!" Chandler snapped in disbelief. Did Kurt have any idea what a good person was? Not someone who stole someone else's boyfriend, or manipulated someone's boyfriend into leaving them.
"You haven't even tried to get to know him!"
"What, like you have?" Chandler demanded thinking of how close Blaine and Kurt had gotten when they were just friends.
Kurt groaned and rolled his eyes. "You're impossible. Nothing is worth this." He put his hands up in surrender and started to walk away. "We're through."
"We can't be through if we were never really together." Chandler spat bitterly.
"Fuck you, Chandler."
Chandler was momentarily distracted by a text from a friend who lived near Blaine. He'd glanced down for a moment and noticed the text was about five minutes old. Apparently after his parents had left Blaine had snuck someone into the house. The friend told Chandler because he thought it might be Kurt, but Chandler decided this might be his best shot at proving he was right. Especially since it obviously wasn't Kurt.
"You know what?" Chandler asked racing to intercept Kurt from leaving. "Fine. I'll go and meet Blaine and really give him a chance. And if he impresses me, I'll drop all allegations."
"Why the hell would I believe you?" Kurt inquired as rudely as he could. Chandler couldn't help but wonder what witchcraft hallucinogenic nonsense Blaine was pulling that constantly had Kurt on board, but he decided he was too good of a person to ever use it.
"You can ignore my help or accept it and maybe Blaine goes back to Dalton." Chandler shrugged.
Kurt considered this for a second then asked, "Why?"
"No matter what you might think, I am a good person. And I'm going to show you."
Kurt hesitated but agreed to go with Chandler to Blaine's house to help them resolve their issues and hopefully get Blaine back into Dalton.
Chandler couldn't guarantee the person in Blaine's house was anyone bad. It could just be his brother for all he knew. But he couldn't deny he was curious and seeing Blaine, undoubtedly an emotional wreck, would make him feel better. He could picture Blaine, crying on the floor in the same sweats of the past three days eating disgusting microwave or frozen food. The idea was sickly pleasurable. It felt fair.
"Guys!" Chandler called his cousin's over.
They drove his cousin's home first. The cousin's, who were suddenly a little nervous to speak, remained quiet for the entire drive. Then Chandler and Kurt drove towards Blaine's house to confront him. Although Chandler wanted to look like a passive better person, it was hard to ignore the sense of absolute hatred he felt in that moment. Didn't Kurt realise Blaine was using him?
"Did you two have sex?" Chandler asked breaking the silence as they drove.
"What?" Kurt asked in disbelief.
"It's a fair question." Chandler snapped. "Since you've been my pretend boyfriend for months now. I should at least get to know what you've been doing behind my back."
Kurt sighed and shook his head as he stared out the window.
"Did you?" Chandler demanded.
"Yes." Kurt answered almost insecurely but the moment he said it, and heard Chandler's gasp of disbelief he added almost possessively, "Many times."
"I'm going to be sick." Chandler spat feeling his already broken heart trying to shatter more. "I'm going to be sick."
"You'll live." Kurt mumbled mostly to himself as he stared out the window.
"I can't believe you'd do that." Chandler breathed. "You let him use you."
"I can't believe you'd do all this." Kurt mumbled. "I can't believe anyone would."
"You broke my heart!" Chandler snapped. The sun had begun setting and most of the colour was leaving the sky.
"You're wrecking someone's life!" Kurt snapped. "That's not equal! Who even... who does things like this!?"
"It's not my fault I have to work so hard to get your attention, Kurt!" Chandler defended.
They remained quiet though, despite Chandler thinking up many more questions he didn't want to know the answer to. The idea of Blaine and Kurt being together intimately... Chandler couldn't help but picture Blaine engulfing Kurt in a satanic gory fashion.
"Are his parents home?" Chandler demanded as they reached Blaine's street.
"How would I know?" Kurt inquired hotly.
"Since he is your whore, I figured you'd know the safe times to come and go."
"He's not my whore!" Kurt spat.
"Then you're his." Chandler spat.
They pulled into his driveway and knocked on the door, but when no one answered Chandler opened the door and marched inside.
"What the hell?" Kurt asked but followed him up the stairs towards the bed room.
"His parents aren't home or they'd have answered." Chandler explained.
"Or they were just busy." Kurt replied nervously looking around.
"Which is his room?" Chandler demanded and was led to a closed door which he opened.
"It seems like no one is home." Kurt mused but paused and gaped in pained horror when the door to Blaine's room opened and across the large room on Blaine's large bed Blaine was topless making out with another boy who was also without a shirt. Blaine lay on top of the other boy with the boy's leg hooked over Blaine's hip.
Chandler's mouth dropped open and he looked at Kurt in shock. Kurt watched in pained devastation as Blaine looked over curiously noticing the door open, his gaze followed by the boy under him.
Blaine, with puffed lips and messy hair, first looked surprised, then annoyed, but his annoyance turned to fear and panic when he saw Kurt.
"Kurt." He breathed and got up onto his knees and moved away from the boy under him. There was an open condom on the bed beside them and a bottle of oil on the floor. The music was low but Chandler imagined Kurt wouldn't have heard it anyways with his heart thumping heavily in his ears.
"What the hell..." Kurt breathed with a horrified, pained expression on his face. He let one hand grab his stomach while the other went over his mouth.
"This is nothing." Blaine defended standing on the ground and ignoring Chandler almost completely. "I swear. It's nothing. It-It's like you and him."
"It is nothing like me and him." Kurt cried taking a step back as Blaine took a step forward. "No, I never touched him."
"I have needs, Kurt." Blaine defended. "Not just physical and you're never around. You're always with him. Who let's not forget, just got me kicked out of Dalton!"
"I can't breathe." Kurt gasped and fumbled back weakly but Chandler caught him before he could fall.
"Get your hands off him." Blaine ordered marching closer but Kurt put his hand up to tell him to stop.
"Get the hell away from me, Blaine." Kurt breathed hopelessly before turning to Chandler, hugging him and sobbing into his shoulder. "I can't believe this..."
"Kurt." Blaine breathed. "This is nothing. Harry's just a friend."
"You call this just a friend?" Chandler snapped before returning his attention to Kurt, "I'm sorry this happened to you." He said lightly petting Kurt's hair but he couldn't say he was completely surprised. The boy sat up shamelessly on the bed and watched as if this were somehow interesting to him. Like it were a show and no one would be devastated by it. Based on the Dalton uniform on the floor, Chandler could only assume this was some prep-boy privilege tendency to not care about taking other people's things.
"Don't fucking touch him." Blaine spat marching forward to pull Kurt away from Chandler but Kurt pushed him back.
"Don't touch me, Blaine." Kurt scowled at him. "Ever again. I... I hate you. I've done everything for you and you do this?! I can't..."
Kurt turned on the spot and ran out with Chandler shortly behind him.
"Kurt, stop!" Blaine tried following behind them.
"I never want to see you again." Kurt told him as they descended the stairs.
"This is nothing!" Blaine continued. "Blowing off steam. Anger. Frustration. Nothing serious!"
"We're nothing!" Kurt cried turning on Blaine once at the bottom step. Chandler stepped to the side railing so he could allow Blaine and Kurt to yell at one another appropriately. "Chandler might not be perfect; he might be twisted and delusional- -sorry." Chandler shrugged it off and continued to watch, "But at least he acts like he loves me when he says it!"
"I love you, Kurt." Blaine breathed, "I do, I swear."
"Then what the hell is Harry doing in your bed?!" Kurt inquired hotly.
"Experimenting?" Blaine shrugged.
"He can do that with anyone else." Kurt snapped through clenched teeth. "But you agreed to experiment with him after you told me you weren't in the mood for company."
"I'm not!" Blaine snapped. "I told you what Chandler did! I just... It's not love. Nothing I was doing with him was love! It was anger! At him! At what he did!"
"What Chandler did was try to save me from you making me feel this way!" Kurt cried. "He might have had a terrible way of doing it, but at least he was trying." Kurt turned to Chandler then with tears in his eyes and a whimpering voice, "I'm so sorry, Chandler. S-So sorry."
"Kurt." Blaine groaned.
"I don't want to hear it." Kurt mumbled miserably.
"Please, baby." Blaine begged. "This has been the worst week of my life, please don't do this to me. Please don't make this any harder on me!"
"You did this!" Kurt cried before Chandler turned him away from Blaine.
"Please." Blaine whimpered. "I'm sorry."
"Goodbye, Blaine." Chandler told Blaine as he led Kurt out of the house. "I think you two are over."
And he slammed the door on Blaine.
Chandler led Kurt out towards the car and helped him in without complaining. Kurt didn't seem to notice. He was in another world until it was time to start crying after Chandler buckled him into the seat and got into the drivers side.
They remained silent for a few minutes before Chandler spoke.
"I'm sorry, Kurt." He said with sympathy in his voice. "No one deserves that. I don't even want to say it's karma."
"Chandler." Kurt moaned trying to pretend he wasn't crying into his own shoulder as he leaned against the window. The sun had finally faded and the roads were dark. Chandler could barely see Kurt in detail through the dark but he could hear his quiet sobs.
"We can start over." Chandler offered. "I get it."
"Why would you want to?" Kurt asked in quiet disbelief.
Chandler shrugged. "I shouldn't have pushed you. I knew how this would end, though, and I didn't want you to get hurt."
"I'm such an idiot, Chandler." Kurt breathed and dropped his head. "I deserve this. I deserve this for hurting you."
Chandler let out a small gasp and replied, "Never say that! We had troubles but we can work through them and we will."
"I'm such an idiot, I'm so sorry." Kurt cried.
"We can start over, okay?" Chandler offered. "From scratch. No threats. No lies. We've learned our lessons. Agreed?"
"Would you really do that?" Kurt wondered. When Chandler nodded he asked, "But why?"
"Relationships take work, and you're worth it."
"I don't think so." Kurt cried pulling his legs up to hug them and cry into his knees. Chandler put his hand on Kurt's back and rubbed it lightly.
"Aren't you happy now, though?" Chandler wondered. "He got what he deserved being kicked out of Dalton."
"Oh, God, no!" Kurt wailed suddenly loudly and dramatically crying harder into his knees. "No, no, please, no!"
"What's wrong?" Chandler demanded in concern.
"I don't want to see him everyday!" Kurt cried. "I can't- -no!" Chandler paused not really sure how to respond. "No, I don't want him to come back to McKinley! No, No, No!"
Chandler thought about this for a moment and realised Kurt wasn't wrong. Bringing Blaine back would just torment them both. It would be a good painful reminder to Kurt, sure, but he'd also struggle to focus. And Chandler would need his full attention if he was going to fix things.
"He can't stay at Dalton if he's found guilty." Chandler noted quietly.
"Please Chandler." Kurt whimpered. "Please, I'm so sorry, don't make me see him anymore. Let him be exiled to Dalton."
Chandler understood what Kurt was asking and replied, "I can't just take it back. I'll get in trouble."
"Please Chandler. You'll think of something, please don't let him come back." Kurt begged with tears streaming down his face. "I'm so sorry- -I know I don't deserve everything you do for me, but please don't make me see him again. I never want to see him again."
"I..." Chandler hesitated but decided to do all he could. He started by sitting in the parked car with Kurt at the park where Kurt had left his own car. He hugged Kurt and cradled him as he cried and apologized.
They remained like this for hours, ignoring Blaine's texts and calls until finally Kurt just blocked his number completely.
"I hate him." Kurt whimpered. "I do. I hate him so much."
"It's not your fault." Chandler shushed. "These things happen."
"I'm so sorry I did this." Kurt continued.
And after Kurt was well enough to drive he drove himself home. He missed the next two days of school because he was apparently sick, and refused to talk to anyone in glee. This was the gossip in class anyways and Chandler didn't doubt Kurt had made a good choice avoiding it.
It took him a day to think of his next steps but he decided to go to Dalton with a couple friends and rescind on their complaints.
"It's not worth any public backlash." Chandler explained. "You want Blaine, we don't. We want to withdraw our complaint."
The dean replied, "The complaints have already been processed. If this was his first offense, we wouldn't have an issue. But complaints of this magnitude cannot be ignored."
"We may have over reacted." One of the friends said. "We're teenagers, and theatre kids. It happens."
The dean shook his head.
"We'd rather keep him off our campus." They told the dean who didn't seem convinced.
"Regardless," The dean told them. "If your accusations are true then we cannot ignore them."
"What if they aren't true?" One of his friends wondered. "Would we be in trouble?"
The dean took a breath and examined them all before deciding, "Dalton Academy doesn't tolerate false accusations against our students and considers all threats against our students to be punishable by law if possible. With that being said, we also do not wish to lose a student like Blaine Anderson, nor do we wish to postpone our Warbler's training time by investigating one of their key members. So, in this solitary situation, if the accusations made against one of our students are indeed false, we will not pursue any action against those who made the false claims if they come forward willingly and allow us to continue running as scheduled. We will not inform the parents of those who come forward nor the school, so long as this can be handled efficiently and discretely."
"We lied." Chandler replied instantly. "I hate Blaine. I wanted to hurt him. He did attack me once but I don't need anything for that. I just want this off my conscious."
The dean hesitated but looked at the trio, "Is this true?" They nodded so he sighed in obvious annoyance but stated, "As promised we will not pursue legal action nor will we need to inform your school or parents. But we will need written confirmation that these claims were false by five o'clock this evening. And from this moment forward you will be granted no admittance onto Dalton academy, nor do we care to hear from you regarding any future grievances."
"We're banned from Dalton?" One of the friends asked. It wouldn't be a concern for them, but they had enjoyed the look and environment and the knowledge that they really didn't have a chance of attending was a little upsetting, not that tuition would have been payable.
"Effective immediately." The dean nodded. "The only exception being the signed letter due at five p.m."
"Thank you." Chandler nodded and as agreed they created written retractions of their previous accusations. They also had their other friends email Dalton retractions.
Chandler was feeling rather comfortable, especially after receiving a phone call from the dean of Dalton informing him Blaine would be readmitted immediately.
The next morning Chandler went to the Lima Bean to get Kurt his favorite coffee before going to his house to tell him the good news that Blaine wouldn't be returning when he was stopped cold in his tracks.
He almost wouldn't have noticed if he wasn't thinking about Kurt's laughter so much that the sound was like an alarm in his head. He looked across the café to where Blaine and Kurt were sitting side by side in a booth against the wall with coffees and pastries in front of them. They were giggling closely, keeping the sides of their heads together as they watched something on Blaine's phone. Blaine was dressed in his Dalton uniform.
Kurt had an arm wrapped through one of Blaine's and they would lightly kiss one another on the cheek or side of the forehead occasionally as they continued laughing and talking over the phone.
Chandler felt his breathing beginning to shallow and his heart nearly stop. Had he died? What was this? A nightmare? It couldn't be them. It couldn't.
Kurt had been mourning Blaine for days. Moping around and never leaving his house. Blaine had been moping around his own. There were witnesses to agree to this. How could they suddenly be laughing and smiling as if none of this had happened?
Chandler somehow found the power to walk over and folded his arms over his chest.
"Oh, hey." Kurt greeted friendly as Blaine took a bite of his croissant before looking up and greeting Chandler.
"What the hell is going on?" Chandler demanded through clenched teeth, his eyes boring into Blaine as he contemplated how Blaine could have pulled this one off.
"We're on a breakfast date." Blaine answered as if it were obvious. "Before I go back to school."
"Yeah, they lifted Blaine's suspension." Kurt praised, "Isn't that wonderful?"
"Yeah." Blaine shrugged and smiled. "It was all a big misunderstanding, right?"
"Kurt, he cheated on you less than a week ago!" Chandler reminded. "Did you forget about that?"
"What?" Kurt asked playing dumbfounded. "You mean Harry?"
"He's straighter than a pencil." Blaine shrugged then looked at Kurt and mused, "That was fun though."
"Hmm." Kurt mused. "A one time thing."
"Of course." Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt.
"What the hell is going on?" Chandler demanded.
"You lied to get me out of Dalton." Blaine shrugged.
"We lied to get him back in." Kurt finished pleasantly.
Chandler watched them dumbfounded as they giggled and kissed each other pleasantly.
"You were incredible." Blaine praised Kurt. "You should put that performance on your acting resume."
"I should." Kurt grinned, "But so should you. I almost thought that was real!"
It still hadn't completely registered to Chandler but when he thought he understood, he said, "How could you?"
Kurt kissed Blaine on the cheek and Blaine smiled before eating more croissant.
"Support my boyfriend?" Kurt wondered.
"I'm your boyfriend." Chandler noted breathlessly.
"You guys broke up months ago." Blaine noted. "Get over it."
"If you listened to anything I said, you wouldn't be surprised by this." Kurt mused.
"Did you really think we were just going to let you keep bullying us?" Blaine demanded.
"Why would I have any loyalty towards you?" Kurt wondered. "You're not Blaine. I don't feel inclined to forgive your insanity."
"I'm not insane." Blaine quietly noted to Kurt.
"You act that way sometimes, though." Kurt mused quietly.
"You can't do this." Chandler breathed feeling like he was going to start hyperventilating. "I... I'll tell Dalton..."
"Tell them what?" Blaine challenged after kissing Kurt's cheek and letting his head fall onto Kurt's shoulder. "You've been caught crying wolf. I could punch you in the face on camera, they'd never believe you."
"This is..." Chandler huffed breathlessly. "This is..."
"This is over, Chandler." Kurt decided. "I don't want to see you anymore. I don't want to hear from you. Delete my number."
"And if you or your friends bother him at school," Blaine warned, "Dalton might not press harassment or defamation charges but I will. And Dalton now has your formal confessions so... I'll win."
Chandler stood there a moment longer before turning and marching out of the café.
"I love you Blaine." Kurt sighed resting his head once more against Blaine.
"I love you, too." Blaine replied, "Oh, watch this one. It's an old lady and her cat."
I'm thinking one more chapter to close things off but let me know if you want it to continue and I'll just add more drama from other characters. Or we can recycle Chandler if you're not bored of him yet. Let me know what you want or if we're at a good area to end.
Thanks again!