A/N: This is just a typical cheerio!Kurt, nerd!Blaine fic because I have a cold and I'm bored and I'm a sucker for Klaine. Also there's Anderberry because I really love them as siblings. So yep! R&R.

[Blaine's POV]

He was in love. There was nothing more to it.

He had been very reluctant to believe that it was true, that what he was feeling actually was love, but the more he thought about it the more he came to realise that there was no other explanation. Why else would his stomach flutter with the wings of a thousand butterflies as soon as he walked past him in the hallway, and why else would his knees go all wobbly every time he accidentally made eye contact with that perfect creature that couldn't possibly be described with human words.

It was pathetic and stupid and why did he have to fall for him of all people? Couldn't he just settle for one of the girls from the school's chess club? There was this one girl who had asked him out a few months ago and he had almost accepted because no one had asked him out before, but it wouldn't be fair to either of them. He had no romantic interest in girls what so ever. He didn't even care that much for boys now a days. At least not any other boy than him.

He hated himself for how weak he was. He had fought his feelings for months and tried to bury them deep down but it was pointless. As soon as he set eyes on the boy in school, his insides turned to mush and he almost dropped dead on the spot.

The upside of being the invisible nerdy kid in school was that he could stare all he wanted and no one ever noticed.

But three months ago his heart had been so severely hurt he still hadn't recovered fully.

The target of his love interest, the fabulous Kurt Hummel, had recently been named head cheerleader of the Cheerio squad and his popularity had went through the roof. This was quite admirable as he was also openly gay in Lima, Ohio that was known for its homophobia.

Barely a week after his promotion, he and football quarterback Sam Evans publicly announced that they were dating.

That's when Blaine realised just how helplessly he had fallen. The pain in his heart when he saw the new couple together for the first time was indescribable. And then Sam had put his arm around Kurt and Blaine was convinced he would die right there and then.

That was three months ago but Blaine still felt a jab of pain in his chest every time the two of them walked down the hall together. He noticed that Kurt was more reluctant to show public affection than Sam was. Sam would casually walk up to Kurt in the middle of a hallway and pull him in for a heated kiss, whilst Kurt would rarely do much more than hold Sam's hand on his own accord.

Blaine figured this was because of the bullying based on his sexuality that he had endured before he joined the Cheerios. He must still be scared of being judged.

Being the top cheerleader combined with dating the most popular guy in school definitely kept him safe from his previous tormentors though.

It was a mystery how Sam had escaped getting bullied himself because he had been openly gay ever since he transferred to McKinley High School last year. But despite being gay he was the most popular guy in school from day one and even though some guys were a little stiff when they were in the changing rooms, no one bothered him or Kurt about their relationship.

"Blaine! Wait up!"

Blaine only barely caught the words before something – or rather someone – had flung itself on him from behind, almost making them both topple over.

"Jeez, take it easy, will you?", he laughed and turned to face his attacker.

It was one of his best friends, Tina Cohen-Chang.

"Are you going home?", Tina asked and motioned to the messenger bag hanging over Blaine's shoulder. He blushed slightly.

"Yeah."

"But what about Glee Club? We're preparing for Sectionals, you can't miss it!"

"But I'm so tired I won't do much good anyway."

"Come anyway. Please! Mike is home sick and I'll kill myself if I have to sit alone and watch Rachel pine after Finn for a whole hour."

Blaine heaved a great sigh.

Rachel, his extremely talented and equally annoying sister was really horrible to be around these days. She did nothing but complain and nag about how in love she was with Finn and how he and everyone else didn't appreciate her.

It wasn't just Tina who dreaded Glee club nowadays. The entire club was really sick and tired of all the drama revolving Rachel and her love interests. At least once a week Rachel would sing a heart-clenching love song to Finn. She would get really emotional, as she always got during her solos, and cry. Finn's girlfriend Quinn would get really upset and either run off or scream at Rachel for taking her man, and Finn would just sit there like an idiot while Santana made some sassy comment of how he looked like a big sack of potato.

"Yeah, okay, I'll come."

Tina beamed at him and tugged him along to the choir room.

He had really been looking forward to going home and doing a little studying before collapsing on the couch in front of the TV, but Glee club was okay too. He did love Glee, he really did. But it was a bit of a strain because Kurt and Sam were members too, and Sam was always looking for excuses to touch Kurt and it drove Blaine insane. Kurt didn't seem to appreciate it too much either, because every now and then he would hiss at his boyfriend to keep his hands to himself in public.

Kurt always sat in the back, usually to the left, and Blaine had his spot on the same row but to the right. It was easy to just glance over at him without anyone noticing. At least that's what he thought.

When they arrived the entire club were already seated. Tina took the only vacant seat in the front and Blaine sat down in his usual corner chair in the back.

"Alright gang! Sectionals!"

Blaine glanced over at Kurt and could practically feel how much he tried to resist rolling his eyes.
Mr Schuester was overly excited about everything. He kept going on for god knows how long about Journey and how they should do a medley in their honour.

Blaine spent the time peeling off the thin coat of nail polish he had on his nails. Rachel liked to dress him up and style him every now and then – she was actually quite bad at it and had little to no taste, but Blaine was a really good brother and let her have her fun – and a few days ago she had painted his nails in a light blue shade. He had begun to take it off but she had asked him to keep it, so he did. It did look kind of nice anyway.

It was one of his nervous habits to bite his nails when he got nervous or restless, but now he could fiddle with the nail polish instead. If he kept this up, maybe he could keep his finger nails long and nice-looking for a little while longer.

"So, guys, should we decide on the solos then?", Mr Schuester asked.

Kurt's hand immediately shot up in the air. The only other who raised a hand was, of course, Rachel.

"Seriously? No one else wants a solo?", Mr Schuester asked disbelievingly.

"Of course we do but no one but Rachel gets them anyway so why bother", Mercedes said in that sassy tone of hers.

"That's not-"

"Well excuse me but we all know I'm our best shot at winning Sectionals. I'm our biggest star. And you all want to win, don't you?", Rachel said and turned to Mercedes with a fierce glare.

"Don't make me go all Lima Heights on your ass!", Santana snapped.

"I'm sorry but it's true!", Rachel snapped back. Then her gaze drifted off to Finn who was holding hands with Quinn, and her superior smile vanished instantly.
She turned back to look at Mr Schuester.

"Guys! Guys! I'm disappointed in you. What happened to being a team?", he said with his hands held up.

"Tell her that!", Santana snapped.

"Look, Mr Schue, I just want a solo for once, that's it", Mercedes said.

"If anyone should get a solo it's me! I'm amazing. But as long as hobbit here takes all the solos we all have to sway in the background as she woos Frankenteen."

Hobbit was a common nickname – or harassment tool, depending on how you looked at it – for the Berry-Anderson twins.

"I don't woo anyone, Santana!", Rachel shrieked, blushing furiously.

"Oh come on, you so want to get it on with him!"

"I don't want Finn, I'm focusing on Sectionals now which we by the way won't win if anyone but me sings the solo!"

"I just want Lord Tubbington to stop smoking", Brittany said seriously.

Her statement was only acknowledged by Santana who awkwardly patted her on the shoulder. The others dived right into the solo argument again, their voices getting louder by the second.

"Alright, alright! Guys, be quiet! Glee Club is over for today. Tomorrow you'll get this weeks assignment", Mr Schuester said loudly to overpower the yelling students.

The room erupted in a lot of shuffling of chairs as everyone got up and formed a line to leave the choir room. Tina went up to Blaine and queued with him.

"Dramatic, huh?", she said.

Blaine shrugged and stifled a yawn.

"Same old", he said.

"What do you think this weeks assignment is?", she asked curiously as they came out into the hall.

Blaine hoisted his bag further up his shoulder and shrugged again.

"Don't know. I hope it's not too weird though", he said.

Their eyes met for a few seconds, both dreading what crazy assignment Mr Schuester had set them this time. He often had really good lesson plans, but sometimes he just went absolutely crazy, like that time he forced them all to wear wigs and learn hairography. No one learnt anything worth knowing that week.

"Guess we'll have to wait and see", Blaine said, jokingly excited.

Though he was actually much happier now than before Glee club. Even though the class had been quite uneventful, except for the solo fighting, it always seemed to relax him anyway.

Tina laughed at his funny grimace. "Yeah, guess so. Are you heading home?"

Blaine was just about to answer when Kurt exited the choir room, Sam's arm flung around his shoulders. Kurt was laughing and telling some, apparently very funny, story. Then Kurt's eyes momentarily found his and Blaine was paralysed. But then Kurt quickly looked away again and continued his conversation with Sam as if nothing had happened.

Blaine's shoulders immediately drooped down, his good mood ruthlessly blown out of the waters.

"Yeah, I'm going home", he said gloomily.

Tina turned her head and she too saw the happy couple striding down the hall towards Kurt's locker.

She turned to him and was about to say something but then closed her mouth. They were kind of best friends but Blaine had never told her he liked Kurt. It was pretty obvious though, but she didn't want to embarrass him. She figured that if he wanted to talk he would come to her.

"See you tomorrow", she said and kissed his cheek before bounding down the hall in the opposite direction of Kurt.

Blaine followed Kurt's back with his eyes until the two boys turned a corner. Not even bothering to check if he needed anything from it, he slammed his locker shut and went straight home.