A/N: I don't really know what to say, guys. Well, I am really sorry for the delay and since I'm on a summer break now it should be a little easier to find time to write. If you have any ideas, please share. I would also be very thankful for reviews!
Thank you for reading! Enjoy this chapter!
Blaine kept staring down at the untouched piece of his favorite chicken pizza trying to ignore Wes' concerned gaze. They were in a small pizzeria in Westerville with Nick, Jeff and David. The boys wanted to keep his mind off his upcoming meeting with Christine and Brian. Kurt wasn't able to join them as he had to revise for his history exam.
Nick and Jeff were joking and eating piece after piece, clearly deep in their own world while Wes and David were slowly eating and watching the curly-haired teenager. "It's your favorite kind of pizza. Why aren't you eating?" Wes asked. Nick and Jeff stopped talking and shared a worried look before glancing at Blaine.
Blaine shrugged trying to avoid the four pairs of curious eyes. "I'm just nervous…and afraid." The boys of course knew about the meeting. They were his friends after all.
Wes rested his hand on Blaine's shoulder and gave him an unconvincing smile. "It's your decision, Blaine. Your parents can't force you into anything. I know your mother, Blaine. She's a lovely woman and a great mother. If you really don't want to give the baby up for adoption, she will understand and let you keep it."
Blaine returned the smile, but it probably looked more like a frown than anything else. "I hope you're right, Wes." He looked back down at the piece of pizza and slowly lifted it up to his mouth and took a small bite.
They talked about unimportant stuff for some time, just enjoying each other and occasionally shooting worried glances towards Blaine. The hazel-eyed boy was grateful for having so amazing friends, but he didn't want to be treated by them like a porcelain doll that could break any second. Blaine just wanted to forget for one short moment what tomorrow would bring and have fun with his friends.
As Jeff was in the middle of telling them a joke, the door to the pizzeria suddenly opened revealing a person that Blaine wasn't completely ready to see. Sebastian walked into the restaurant and his gaze travelled through the tables and people until it landed on Blaine. A small, uncertain smile formed on his lips as he nodded at Blaine in greeting.
"What is he doing here?" Blaine asked his friends, effectively gaining their attention. He wasn't angry at Sebastian anymore after sorting some things out between them during their short conversation at Dalton, but Blaine really wasn't in a mood to talk to him. He already had enough on his plate without the drama surrounding his ex-boyfriend.
"Fuck." David muttered under his breath upon seeing the green-eyed boy. "I totally forgot."
Wes, Nick, Jeff and Blaine all looked at their friend in confusion. David put his head in his hands avoiding their gazes. "What are you talking about?" Wes asked calmly.
David lifted up his gaze and looked apologetically at Blaine. "Sebastian kept asking me to help him meet with you and I might have told that we're eating here today. I'm so sorry, Blaine. I just…I can see that Sebastian's a better person, or at least he's trying to be and I know that he's telling the true."
Blaine didn't say anything. He knew that David had good intentions, but the anger was slowly bubbling up inside of him. Blaine was sick of people making decision for him. It was his life and he should be in charge of deciding if he wanted to do something or not. Well, it seemed like others, even his friends, didn't agree with this opinion.
Blaine sent his friend a dirty look, but stayed quiet not wanting to make a dramatic scene in front of all of these people.
"David…" Wes said glancing sadly at Blaine, clearly seeing all of the emotions that were playing on his face. "You should have asked Blaine about that. Hell, Sebastian should have done that. I thought you were smarter than that."
"I know, I'm sorry, Blaine." David said. "But I really think that you two should talk about…tomorrow."
Blaine crossed his arms across his chest, still not saying a word.
"Blaine?" That voice made him look up at the tall boy. Sebastian looked a bit different, but Blaine couldn't tell if it was his attempt at trying to be better or just one of his sick games. "Hi."
"Hi." The hazel-eyed boy said looking straight into Sebastian's mysterious eyes. "Listen, I know what you are here for and I really am not in the mood for talking with you."
Sebastian looked down at his shoes and then back at Blaine. "Please." Was all he said to Blaine, and the way he said it, it sounded as if it the saddest thing to say. Blaine had never seen Sebastian like this and he had to say that it was kind of scary. "I just…I know that we still have a lot of things to talk about and I really want to do that now. We're in this together after all, right?"
These words felt like a stab to Blaine's chest. No, they weren't together in this. Blaine was carrying their child, Blaine was in a different school trying not to drag any unwanted attention to himself. Sebastian could decide that it wasn't what he wanted whenever he pleased and walk away once again. Blaine couldn't just take a break from all of this. There was always that small curve pressing against his shirt reminding him that his life would never be the same.
Blaine looked at his friends and noticed that they all seemed to be waiting for him to say something. He sighed and stood up from the chair. "Okay, let's get this over with." He said receiving a wide smile from Sebastian and a pat on the back from Wes. He took his glass of orange juice and followed Sebastian to a small table for two by the window. They both sat down and just stared at each other in awkward silence.
The dark-haired boy tapped his fingers across the wooden table impatiently waiting for his ex-boyfriend to start the conversation. He knew that he was acting like a spoiled child, but he was allowed to act this way after being through so much because of the boy sitting opposite him.
Sebastian opened his mouth and closed a few times, clearly not sure what to say, or how to form his thoughts. He ran his hand through his messy hair and locked his eyes with Blaine's. "You look really good tonight." Sebastian said at last.
Blaine wanted to laugh. "If all you want to talk is my appearance then I think that we should end this meeting right now." Blaine said crossing his arms over his chest in defense. He hoped that it wasn't Sebastian's attempt to win him back.
"I'm sorry, I'm just not really myself around you." Sebastian said laughing shortly.
What was that supposed to mean? "Listen, Sebastian. I'm not really in the best mood today, so can we please get straight to the point?" Blaine asked. He wasn't really angry anymore. Neither at Sebastian nor at David. He was just exhausted. A warm bed was where he wanted to be in that moment.
"Yes, sure." Sebastian said resting his arms on the table. "I just want to ask you one question. Where do we go from here?" Blaine raised his eyebrow questioningly, not really knowing what this question was supposed to mean. Sebastian apparently noticed Blaine's confusion, as he quickly rushed to explain. "I mean, how can I help you with everything? Do you want me to pay for your doctors' appointment?"
Blaine shook his head. "No, you know that money is not such a big problem." He said. "I just want our baby to know that we both love them more than anything. I'm a little afraid that you might change your mind again, to be honest." Blaine said softly. "What if you decide that being a father is not really what you want? I don't want our son or daughter to feel abandoned, unwanted or unloved." He knew exactly how it felt like to think that you didn't mean anything more than a worthless piece of shit or disappointment to your father. Blaine looked down at his stomach and rested his hand on the small curve where the baby was. "I can't let that happen, Sebastian. I have to make sure that you are trustworthy before I allow you to be a part of his or her life."
"Then what can I do to make you trust me again?" Sebastian asked softly. It was a little weird to see him without that smirk plastered to his face.
"I don't know." Blaine said shrugging. "Just show me that you are a different person." He paused for a second looking deeply into Sebastian's eyes. "A person who doesn't betray the father of their unborn child." All the memories of fear came back to his mind and Blaine had to take a deep breath and grip tightly the edge of the table to keep calm. "You have no idea how it feels like to be forced to face all of your fears and demons. I…I'm not bullied at McKinley, but it will most definitely soon change and I'm so terrified that something might happen again…like at my old school, but this time I have to take an innocent child into the account." The tears were gathering in Blaine's eyes, but he just shook his head and focused his gaze on Sebastian's green eyes. "I just don't understand why you thought that it was a good idea to put me through something like that knowing about my past!" Blaine couldn't control his emotions anymore. The tears started running down his cheeks, but he wiped them angrily away with his hand.
"This was not my fault, at least not completely." Sebastian said looking down, as if seeing Blaine so upset was unpleasant for him. "Zack did that." He said.
"What?" Blaine asked, surprised. "Why would he do something like that?"
"He found your ultrasound picture…and well, he's kind of obsessed with being in the spotlight, so he realized that it can be a good way to get rid of the competition."
"I don't quite follow you." Blaine said, confused. The tears were still slowly rolling down his cheeks, but he was trying hard to stop himself from having a mental breakdown in the restaurant where half of the Westerville's population could witness it.
"He keeps blackmailing me." Sebastian explained. "He keeps doing that even though he has what he wanted. Well, kind of, but that's not the point. He got you expelled and made me quit the Warblers, so now he is one of the strongest singers in the group." He paused for a moment looking down at his hands. "I have to do what he tells me unless I want him to tell my dad about the pregnancy."
Well, it actually made sense, but Blaine didn't know if he should trust Sebastian. What if it was all just an act, another game or joke? "So you are not planning to tell your parents about it, huh?" Blaine asked.
"They aren't around much, anyway." Sebastian said shrugging.
Blaine knew that he was telling the truth. Sebastian's parents were even busier that Blaine's. His father was most of the time in Paris and his mother lived in Japan, so they didn't have a lot of time for each other, to put it mildly.
In that moment Blaine realized that his ex-boyfriend most likely hadn't had the easiest life since their break-up. Despite the hurt Blaine felt some kind of sympathy towards the green-eyed boy. "You need to tell them, Sebastian." Blaine said softy.
"I can't." Sebastian said quietly.
"Yes, you can." Blaine said firmly. "This is a part of being an adult, Sebastian. You have to face the consequences of your actions. Don't try to ran away from this."
Sebastian rubbed his face sighing. "It's not that easy, Blaine. You don't know my father."
Blaine rolled his eyes. "He will find out sooner or later anyway."
Sebastian was silent for a moment. "But what about Zack? That would mean that the blackmailing was completely pointless and I was stupid."
"You were stupid." Blaine pointed out. "You shouldn't have let him control your life. I…I don't even know if you are telling me the truth, because that sounds really ridiculous, but I really want to believe you, so please just tell let your father know what's going on and tell Zack to go fuck himself."
A small smile appeared on Sebastian's face. "You're probably right."
Blaine returned the smile. "Of course I'm right."
Blaine could see clearly that Sebastian wasn't the same, but he didn't know yet if this change was good or not.
They stared at each other for a few moments and then Sebastian reached his hand across the table covering Blaine's with his own. The hazel-eyed boy looked at Sebastian in confusion and then down at their joined hands. "Where does that leave us?" The taller boy asked rubbing his thumb over Blaine's hand.
Despite himself Blaine leaned into the touch closing his eyes. Sebastian's hand was warm, welcoming and really nice in touch. "I don't know what you mean by that." Blaine said even though he knew exactly what his ex-boyfriend meant. He just didn't want it to destroy his fleeting good mood.
"Blaine," Sebastian began softly. "You are still very important to me and not only as the future father of my child. My life doesn't make much sense without you." Sebastian laughed nervously. "I miss you. God, I miss you so much. I know that you don't trust me and I know that you are with Kurt now, but I still lo-"
"Please don't say that." Blaine cut him off holding up his free hand. "I don't even know if you aware of the meaning of this word." When Sebastian raised his eyebrows questioningly Blaine added. "I would like to remind you that you said that you didn't love me after saying like thousand times that you did."
Sebastian looked down. "Because at the beginning I thought that I would be better off without you. But now I know that I was wrong. I love you, Blaine and nothing can change that. You can't say that you don't love me anymore. You must still love me at least a little bit."
Blaine opened his mouth to say something, but quickly closed it. He kept telling himself that he didn't have any feelings for Sebastian anymore, but deep down he knew that a small part of his heart still belonged and would always belong to the green-eyed boy. No matter how much he wanted to somehow get rid of these feelings he wasn't able to do that.
It didn't mean that he wanted to get back together with Sebastian, though. He had Kurt who was tender, understanding and supportive. Kurt who was always there for him with butterfly kisses to make him feel safe, wanted and needed.
"I'm sorry, Sebastian, but we can't be together. You were right." Blaine lifted up his gaze and looked straight into Sebastian's eyes. "We are two different people. We are not able to have a healthy, loving relationship. I don't want either of us to get hurt again. It's better to stay friends."
Sebastian seemed to ignore his little speech as he only asked. "Do you love me, Blaine?"
The dark-haired boy wanted to lie so much. Sebastian didn't need to know about his true feelings. That would make everything much more difficult and hard.
"Yes." He said anyway knowing that he needed to be honest with Sebastian if he wanted their friendship to work out. "But it doesn't change anything. Kurt is my boyfriend and he is very important to me."
"Oh, please!" Sebastian snapped. "He's boring like an older lady at the nursery home. What so special about him? Why is he better that me?"
Blaine sighed. He hated this side of Sebastian. "He is not better than you, Sebastian. He's just…different."
"Okay, I'm sorry." Sebastian said calmly. "I just…I miss you so much, Blaine. I can't imagine spending the rest of my life without you."
Sebastian's gaze was too intense. Blaine had to look away. "You need to get over me."
"But I don't want to." Sebastian said squeezing Blaine's hand.
"I-I have to go." Blaine said pulling his hand away. He drank the rest of his orange juice and stood up from the chair. "Just tell your parents about the baby, Sebastian. Then we can talk some more." He said looking down at Sebastian's sad face.
The green-eyed boy just nodded his head not saying anything to his former boyfriend.
Blaine turned around and wandered over to the table where all of his friends were still sitting. They had been clearly watching the whole conversation, but Blaine didn't care. He just wanted to go home and prepare himself mentally for the next day while trying to forget about the conversation with Sebastian.
"Are you alright?" Wes asked, clearly concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Blaine said trying his best to give his friend a convincing smile.
"Are you sure?" David asked. "Look, Blaine, I'm really sorry for not asking you about-"
"It's okay." Blaine cut him off. "I guess, I will go. I'm not really hungry anymore."
"Oh, okay. I will drive you home." Wes said standing up from the chair.
Blaine shook his head. "Thank you, Wes, but that's not necessary." Wes gave him a funny look. "I just want to be alone for a moment and my house is not that far away from here."
"But it's so cold outside." Jeff pointed out. "I don't think that in your condition it's smart to go out in such a cold."
"And it's dark." Nick added.
"I'll be fine." Blaine said rolling his eyes. He reached out his hand for the coat and pulled it on.
"I'm not so sure." Wes said crossing his arms over his chest. "Blaine, you can't go home alone. It's late."
"I'm not a child!" Blaine snapped. His friends all seemed really surprised by his sudden outburst. Well, crazy hormones and nerves didn't mix well. "I don't want you to baby me all the time! I need to be alone. Please, respect that."
"Blaine." Wes rested his hand on Blaine's shoulder. "We just want to help you."
"Then leave me alone." The dark-haired boy pulled on his beanie and left the pizzeria not giving his friends a chance to stop him.
It was really cold outside, but Blaine ignored it and started walking down the sidewalk. The streets were almost empty and only illuminated by the streetlamps, but Blaine wasn't afraid. He just wanted to be alone for moment. The journey home would take him about thirty minutes giving him just enough time to compose himself.
He didn't really know what to make of his unwanted meeting with Sebastian. Blaine still wasn't sure if the boy had pure intentions. The fact that Sebastian wasn't over him wasn't also very helpful. Blaine knew Sebastian like the back of his hand, and he was sure that the boy wasn't going to give up without a fight. Even though it still felt kind of nice to hold Sebastian's hand, Blaine knew that they were not meant for each other. Kurt was important to Blaine and he didn't want to screw up their relationship.
He just hoped that Sebastian was mature enough to eventually understand it.
Blaine yet had to come up with an idea how to learn to be friends with Sebastian, but he kept telling himself that it would sort itself out.
The dark-haired boy shoved his hands into his pockets trying to keep them warm. It was really cold, but it felt amazing to walk down these empty streets and smell the various scents. Blaine hated spending so much time at home on his own, so it was a nice change.
Dalton was much more demanding school that McKinley which meant that the boys had to spend majority of their time doing homework and learning, so evenings like this one, when they all could spend some time together were a rarity.
Now, when all of the bad emotions were gone Blaine felt guilty for yelling at his friends, but he was sick of being treated like a mentally incompetent person. Of course he was grateful for having them. A lot of people were lonely and friendless while he had the best friends that a person could wish for. He had to make sure to apologize to them.
When Blaine was halfway through he realized that he didn't really want to go home. He felt there more lonely than anywhere else. He still wasn't on talking terms with his parents, so he had no one to talk to. Short phone calls with Kurt and Wes were nowhere near enough and while he was now friends with Quinn and Rachel (kind of) he didn't want to annoy them by his rambling. Well, Rachel didn't know about his problems anyway, so she couldn't help.
Blaine knew that he should tell the glee club about his pregnancy soon as his clothes were getting tighter and tighter and his baby bump would quickly become noticeable. However, he knew that they couldn't keep a secret for longer than a day (or even less, according to Kurt), so the word would quickly spread over the whole school.
A cold shiver ran down Blaine's spine as he thought about the whole school knowing his secret. He didn't want them to know, but it was unavoidable. Blaine knew that even though his parents didn't exactly agree on everything with him they would pull him out of the school if something bad happened to him, so Blaine didn't want to think about that for now.
He had more important things to think about. Like his upcoming meeting with Christine and Brian. Blaine still had no idea how he was supposed to talk to them, but if his parents wanted that so much, he needed to meet them and explain gently that even though he would love to make them happy, he also needed to make sure that he was happy. Maybe that was kind of selfish, but for once in his life Blaine didn't care. Blaine hoped that he wouldn't hurt Christine and Brian too much. Maybe they would actually understand why he wanted to keep the baby?
Blaine sighed unhappily as he realized that he was standing in front of his house. He wished it was easier. He wished he could do whatever he thought was right and no one questioned him. Well, he probably shouldn't complain so much as his parents were loving and accepting.
Blaine stood on the driveway looking at the house bathed in darkness until he couldn't feel his fingers anymore. He walked over to the front door and unlocked it with his key. As soon as Blaine entered the house he felt the pleasant warmth. A small smile made its way onto his face as Blaine pulled off his coat and hung it.
While Blaine was taking off his shoes, Monic Anderson entered the hall and gave him a smile. "Hello, Blaine." She greeted him, clearly hoping for a hug or something like that as she kept bouncing on the balls on her feet. Monic (just like her son) really liked hugging, so she had to be sad that Blaine didn't want to be touched by her.
"Hi, mom." Blaine greeted her shortly.
"Did you have fun with your friends?" She asked curiously leaning against the wall.
"Yeah, kind of." Blaine said immediately remembering his conversation with Sebastian.
"Is everything alright?" Monic asked worriedly, obviously noticing the frown on Blaine's face.
"Yes." Blaine said denying the urge to roll his eyes at her. "Can I go to my room?"
Blaine's mother opened her mouth as if wanting to say something to make Blaine stay, but then she closed her mouth, stayed silent for a couple of seconds and only said. "Of course."
"Thanks." Blaine said and walked past her towards the staircase wanting to be away from her as soon as he could.
"Wait, Blaine." Monic said when her son was standing at the bottom of the staircase. Blaine sighed and slowly turned around to face her. Monic walked over to her son and rested her arm on his shoulder. Blaine flinched at the touch, but she ignored it and smiled at him. "Please, don't be like that. I'm not trying to hurt you. You know that. I just want you to consider every option before you make the decision. I don't want to make you unhappy, Blaine. I just…maybe you could make two miserable people happy. You're young. You can have as many kids as you want."
Blaine looked up into her eyes knowing that she still didn't understand him. "But I want this one."
Monic pressed her lips into a thin line. "Just think it through. That's all I'm asking for, sweetheart." And with that she walked into the living room leaving Blaine alone questioning her motives. He understood that she wanted to make her friends happy, but Blaine was her son, so his happiness should be much more important to her.
Not having anywhere else to go, Blaine walked up the stairs and entered his bedroom. It wasn't very late yet, but he didn't have anything to do, so Blaine took his pajamas from the closet, locked himself in the bathroom, took a hot, relaxing shower and brushed his teeth before jumping under the covers and wrapping himself in the warm duvet. Then Blaine picked up his cell phone and dialed the number that he knew already by heart.
"Blaine? Hi!" Kurt said cheerfully. As soon as Blaine heard Kurt's beautiful voice he felt ten times better.
"Hi, Kurt." He greeted happily.
"How was your day?"
At that question Blaine's smiled faded a little.
"It was good." The curly-haired boy lied clutching the device close to his ear.
"But?" Of course Kurt knew him better than that.
"I talked to Sebastian today." Blaine said.
"Oh…what did he say?" Kurt asked. His vibrant voice was full of concern and worry.
"That he wants to be a part of our baby's life. Nothing new, really." Blaine knew that he should tell Kurt about Zack, but he didn't want to talk about it. "Can we talk about something else? I don't really want to waste our time on Sebastian."
"Sure." Kurt said gently. "What do you want to talk about then?"
Blaine rested his head on the fluffy pillow and closed his eyes. "I don't know. Distract me."
"Um…we should plan our next date, don't you think?" Kurt asked.
Blaine smiled. "Totally…what did you have in mind?"
Kurt was silent for a moment, clearly thinking hard about his answer. "Well, stargazing is really romantic, right?"
"Probably…but when it's not freezing outside." Blaine said. Watching stars in the cold didn't really sound like a good idea.
"That would be an excuse to cuddle. You know, body heat and stuff..."
"Maybe. Do you have any more ideas or is it all you can come up with?" Blaine teased his boyfriend.
"Now I feel offended! I have a lot of ideas. What about you, mister?"
"What about going to the movies?" Blaine asked. "Spending two hours in a dark room doesn't seem like such a bad idea, does it? We could cuddle, kiss and do many more things surrounded by other people."
"Oh, please." Kurt laughed making Blaine's heart skip a beat. "Be a little more creative."
"As you wish, babe." Blaine laughed a little at his stupid idea. "We could go to the most expensive restaurant in the area, take a bug with us, put it into our food and have a free dinner! And I am not creative?"
"Um…while your idea is clearly original, or so I think, it is not very romantic." Kurt said.
"I don't know…" Blaine said yawning. "I like it."
"I think I should let you sleep, honey." Kurt said softly. "There is still a rather big pile of homework waiting to be done, anyway, so I should probably start working on it. And I don't have much time 'cause my lovely, but loud roommates should be here any minute now."
Blaine smiled sadly. "I wish we had more time for each other."
"Me too." Kurt said. "But I guess, there is nothing we could do about it…unless you finally let me transfer back to McKinley."
"No way in hell. Goodnight."
"See you tomorrow, sweetheart!" Kurt said laughing.
The next day Blaine didn't have to wait for his alarm to wake him up. He blinked his eyes open and noticed that it was still dark outside. He checked the clock. It was only six AM which meant that since it was Saturday he still have five full hours to spare. They were supposed to leave the house around the noon. Christine and Brian lived in the centre of Columbus, so it was pretty close.
He spent an hour just staring at the white ceiling trying to think about anything, but the meeting. It wasn't really easy as dark scenarios kept creating in his head. There were a lot of things that could go wrong. Blaine loved helping people and making them happy, so he was a bit afraid that he might be unable to say no to Christine and Brian upon seeing their unhappiness.
When Blaine couldn't stand just lying in the bed and thinking about the unpleasant things, he rolled out of bed and went through his morning routine before throwing some more comfortable clothes on himself. When he was all dresses, Blaine took his beloved guitar and sat down on the armchair. It was one of the advantages of not having a lot of homework to do. He had a lot of time for playing his guitar and keyboard.
Blaine thought a little of what he should to play, but then he realized that if he wanted to cheer himself up, there was nothing better than Katy Perry. Her songs were always able to make him feel a lot better about everything.
Blaine started with California Gurls and then sang many more not really caring that his parents were most likely wide awake because of him. He could get lost in the beautiful melody and lyrics and forget about the world surrounding him. While playing and singing Blaine was just a carefree teenage boy with dreams of performing in front of a crowd of people who loved music just as much as he did. He could close his eyes and image being on the stage in New York or Los Angeles. He could see the screaming fans so clearly just like the spacious, but cozy apartment. And inside of this apartment he could see Kurt and a green-eyed girl playing together on the carpet in the living room.
He could have this life, but at the same time it seemed impossible and unreachable. Blaine wasn't sure if Kurt would stay with him through all. He knew that his life was not going to be a bed of roses and Kurt might realize someday that he wanted something else. Blaine wouldn't be that surprised. He didn't want that to happen, but he wouldn't let Kurt stay with him if he saw that the blue-eyed boy was with him just because it felt like the right thing to do.
When Blaine stopped playing and singing he realized that it was already 8 AM. He smiled to himself. Blaine always felt kind of happy after losing himself in the music, so he counted it as a good beginning of the day. Maybe this day wouldn't be that bad after all.
Blaine went downstairs only to be met with a dead silence. It was weird that his parents were still asleep, but there was no point in questioning it. Blaine walked into an empty kitchen and made himself breakfast. Monic Anderson only came downstairs when Blaine was washing the dishes, so he didn't have to spend a lot of time with her.
Since Blaine still had more than three hours to spare he walked back into his room and watched a movie on his laptop. Halfway through it he got a text from Kurt.
I'm on my way! See you in fifteen minutes. – Kurt
Blaine smiled, happy that Kurt was coming earlier that he was supposed to. He paused the movie and walked back downstairs to find his mother still in the kitchen talking quietly with his father. As soon as Blaine entered the room his parents stopped talking and looked at him, surprised that their son suddenly wanted to talk to them.
"Do you want something from us, son?" Paul asked sharing a look with his wife.
Blaine leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest trying to play it cool. "Kurt is coming with us as my support system. I hope you don't mind."
Monic and Paul shared another look and then looked back at Blaine. "We don't mind, Blaine." She said smiling a little. "But we want you to know that we are your support system as well. You can rely on us."
Blaine was silent for a while. He was a little tired of fighting with them, but he didn't want his parents to think that everything was okay between them, so he said shortly looking down at his feet. "I know."
When he looked back up, Blaine noticed that his mother was smiling softly at him, but he didn't return the smile. "Thanks for letting me bring Kurt along." And with that he left the kitchen and sat down on the sofa in the living room pulling the knees to his chest to wait for his boyfriend's arrival.
Exactly ten minutes later Kurt's Navigator parked in front of the Anderson's household and upon seeing his car through the window Blaine opened the front door to find Kurt on the other side. The boy looked as perfect as usual. His chestnut brown hair was perfectly stylized and he was wearing a brown coat and gray skinny jeans. As soon as saw Blaine's face a wide grin appeared on his face.
Blaine immediately threw himself at his boyfriend. Kurt took a step backwards in surprise and swayed on his feet a little, but wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulders squeezing him tightly. "I see someone's happy to see me. How nice."
Blaine smiled. "I am overjoyed." He pulled away a little to look into Kurt's hypnotic eyes. Blaine stroked his cheek getting lost in these two blue orbs. He could stare into these eyes forever and never be able to describe all of the colors. Blaine closed his eyes and leaned forward to capture Kurt's lips in a sweet kiss. The taller boy immediately started kissing back pushing Blaine inside and closing the door by kicking it with his foot. When they pulled away Blaine took Kurt's cold hands into his trying to warm them up while still staring at Kurt as if the boy was his whole universe.
Yeah, these short phone calls were certainly not enough.
"I should probably take off my coat." Kurt said.
"Yeah, you should." Blaine pulled away giving Kurt some personal space.
Kurt took off his coat revealing a brown sweater. Then he grabbed Blaine's hand and lifted it up to his mouth kissing his fingers. "Where are your parents?" He asked. "I should probably go say hi to them. I don't want to seem rude."
"You know my parents love you. Especially my mom." Blaine said.
"I would like it to stay that way." Kurt sad smiling softly. "Lead the way!"
So Blaine led Kurt to the kitchen where the blue-eyed boy greeted Monic and Paul. Then they walked upstairs into Blaine's room since they still had some time to spend together. Blaine, not really being himself at the moment pushed Kurt down on bed as soon as they entered the room and jumped on him pressing desperate kisses against his lips.
Kurt yelped in surprise, but quickly started kissing back wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist. The curly-haired boy started attacking Kurt's face with the kisses and then moved to press them against the taller boy's neck.
"Um, Blaine, not that I don't like what you are doing, but I don't want to be caught by your parents with you in this position." Kurt said breathlessly from below Blaine.
The dark-haired boy pressed his lips gently to Kurt's one last time and lied down on the bed next to him. "Yeah, that would be awkward."
Blaine rested his head on Kurt's chest and sighed dreamily wishing that they could be together more often and under different circumstances. "How are the Warblers?" He asked after of moment of silence.
"Well, it is as chaotic and hectic as always. Wes is a pain in the ass, but I'm happy that I can sing the duet with Jeff even though it's not a solo, you know? I just don't understand one thing. Zack, who has a solo after all, seems to be unhappy with the fact the he doesn't sing the lead the whole time. It's…weird."
Blaine's soft smile faded as he remembered Sebastian's words. "Zack has been blackmailing Sebastian, according to him." He said.
Kurt raised his eyebrow. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah…apparently Zack brought my ultrasound picture to the principal and then told Sebastian to quit the Warblers unless he wanted his dad to find out about everything."
"Do you believe him?" Kurt asked wrapping his arm around Blaine's shoulders.
"I don't know. I want to, but this whole story seems a little ridiculous. I don't really know Zack, but I don't think he would do something like that." Blaine said honestly. "And how am I supposed to know if Sebastian really has changed? What if it is all just an act?"
Kurt rubbed his hand up and down Blaine's back smiling sadly at his boyfriend. "As I said before, Sebastian's lost. No one talks to him anymore. I think that he knows that what he did wasn't exactly good or smart. I think that you should give him a second chance at parenting. Of course it's your decision only, but know that whatever you do I'm one hundred percent behind you."
Blaine smiled looking at the amazing boy lying next to him, but then his smile faded as he remembered one more thing from the evening the day before. "Sebastian wants to get back together with me."
Sadness immediately filled Kurt's big blue eyes and the boy looked away. "Oh."
"No! That's not what I meant!" Blaine rushed to say realizing that Kurt thought that they were breaking up. He quickly grabbed one of Kurt's hands and kissed it. "He wants to get back together. I don't."
Kurt's face visibly relaxed, but his eyes were still a little sad. "What's wrong?" Blaine asked.
Kurt opened his mouth, as to answer, but then he just shook his head.
"Please, tell me." Blaine requested looking at his boyfriend worriedly.
"It doesn't matter. You have way bigger problems than me. I shouldn't bother you with something as unimportant as it."
"As what?" Blaine asked wanting to help Kurt.
Kurt finally looked up locking his eyes with Blaine's. "Why would you not want to get back together with Sebastian?"
Blaine was a little taken aback by the question. "Because I have you."
"Don't you love him anymore?" Kurt asked, looking like a kicked puppy.
"Kurt," Blaine said looking deeply into Kurt's eyes. "No matter what I do, a small part of me will always love Sebastian, because you can't simply forget about your first love. But I can't see my future with him. At least not as a person that I want to spend the rest of my life with. We're not meant for each other." Blaine paused for a moment and sat up straight on the bed. When Kurt ducked his head, he gently lifted up his chin making him look into Blaine's eyes. "I want you. Only you and no one else. I feel save and wanted when you are around."
A small, but honest smile made its way onto Kurt's face. "I just…I remember how it felt like to look at you and Sebastian together and be unable to do anything about my feelings. Now it seems a little unreal…that I am with you. I keep wondering if I'm good enough for you."
"You are more than good enough, Kurt. You're perfect." Blaine said making Kurt blush. "And I couldn't wish for a better boyfriend."
Kurt's smile grew wider. "Good to know."
The short car ride to Christine and Brian's house was filled with uncomfortable silence as no one knew what to say to Blaine. It was clear that his parents didn't want to piss him off right before the meeting, so they preferred to stay quiet. Blaine's head was resting on Kurt's shoulder and their hands were clasped together on the boy's lap while Blaine was looking out of the window trying to keep his mind occupied with something happier.
When Mr. Anderson pulled over a sudden wave of fear washed over Blaine. He swallowed down the lump in his throat and looked at Kurt searching for reassurance. The blue-eyed boy smiled unconvincingly and squeezed Blaine's hand tightly. "I'm here. You're not alone." Kurt said softly when they got out of the car.
"I know." Blaine said doing his best to give Kurt a smile. They followed Monic and Paul down the sidewalk looking at the beautiful houses that they were passing.
"It's here." Mrs. Anderson said once they were standing in front of a middle-sized green house with a well-kept garden. They walked down the path and Blaine's mother rang the doorbell.
Blaine was bouncing on the balls of his feet trying to magically freeze the time while holding Kurt's hand as through his life depended on him. "It's okay." Kurt whispered into his ear only for Blaine to hear. "It's all gonna be okay."
Blaine closed his eyes letting Kurt's words take him far away from this place. But then the door swung open and Blaine had to open his eyes. A pretty, middle-aged woman walked out of the house. She had long, brown hair and big, youthful chocolate-colored eyes. She was wearing a red, oversized sweater and a pair of blue, skinny jeans.
"It's so good to see you all." Christine said as her gaze landed on each of them. She gave Blaine's mom a big hug, then shook Paul's hand, and let them in. "And you must be Blaine." She said smiling softly at the youngest Anderson. "You look just like your father. My name is Christine." She held out her hand which Blaine hesitantly accepted. "I'm really glad that you are here."
Blaine gave her what he hoped was a convincing smile. "It's nice to meet you." Christine looked at Kurt, obviously wanting to be introduced. "Oh, this is my boyfriend, Kurt Hummel."
"Hello, Kurt." Christine said holding out her hand.
"Hi." Kurt said shaking Christine's outstretched hand. The blue-eyed boy was smiling, but Blaine knew that it was a fake smile.
"Let's go sit in the living room." Christine said disappearing in one of the rooms. The Andersons (plus Kurt) followed her and entered a specious living room with dozen of photographs on the walls. There was one picture of Christine and a man (most likely Brian) sitting on a bench in the park and holding each other. The other photograph pictured an elderly couple. There were a lot of other pictures of the same people in different situations. Some taken in the park or garden and others in the house.
After admiring the pictures Blaine sat down on the comfortable sofa next to his boyfriend still holding his hand. The living room consisted of a light brown leather sofa, two armchairs made from the same fabric, a small, wooden coffee table, a red carpet and a huge TV set. There was also a big window with a view over the garden and a couple of flowers.
Mr. and Mrs. Anderson sat down on the sofa next to them while Christine sat on the armchair, so that she was right in front of Blaine. She talked with Blaine's mom about the flowers in her garden for a couple of minutes until Brian entered the room with a wide grin plastered to his face and a tray filled with glasses of what Blaine assumed was an apple juice in his hands.
"Hello. My name is Brian." The man introduced himself setting the tray down on the coffee table. He was tall and rather handsome. His hair was dark blond and his eyes were green (they reminded Blaine a little of Sebastian, but he quickly pushed this thought to the back of his mind.
Blaine and Kurt introduced themselves politely shaking Brian's hand.
"So, boys." Christine said looking between Kurt and Blaine once Brian sat down on the other leather armchair. "Do you know what you are going to do with your baby once it's born? You don't have that much time to decide anymore. How far along are you, Blaine?"
"Four months." Blaine said blushing. "And for the record, Kurt is not the other father."
"Oh." Christine shared a look with Brian, but neither of them looked like they were disgusted by Blaine. "That's alright. What about the other father then?"
Blaine bit his bottom lip ducking his head. He really didn't want to discuss his relationship with Sebastian with these people. They were nice to him, sure, but he didn't know anything about them. "It's complicated." Blaine finally said looking back up at her.
Christine slowly nodded her head. "So it must be very hard to make such an important decision on your own, huh?"
"Kind of." Blaine said.
"Well, we understand that raising a child at such a young age must be very challenging. Have you thought about adoption?" Christine asked still smiling at the teenager. "You know why you are here, right? Me and my husband, we've wanted to have a baby for so long, but adopton is such a long and exhausting process." Her brown eyes saddened and she stopped smiling. Christine folder her hands in her lap and looked down at them. "It's so hard when your dream can't come true."
Blaine didn't know what to say to avoid making a complete ass out of himself. His heart was breaking at the sight of this woman, so he kept quiet not wanting to say something that he would come to regret later.
"We don't want to put any sort of pressure on you, Blaine." Brian said. "We just think that we might be able to help each other." The man looked at his wife who was clearly at the verge of tears. "It's your choice, Blaine and we will respect any decision you make."
"We have money." Christine said. "We can provide everything to that baby! There is a ready nursery upstairs. Do you want to see it?"
Blaine shook his head. "No, I would rather stay right where I am." He moved a little closer to Kurt, who immediately wrapped his arm around his boyfriend, apparently sensing that Blaine really needed to feel his presence.
Christine took a couple of deep breaths, took the glass of juice from the coffee table and took a sip closing her eyes. "I'm so sorry for my behavior." She said looking at Blaine apologetically. "I haven't been myself since I found out that you might be willing to help us."
Blaine looked away. He couldn't stand Christine's hopeful eyes. What was he supposed to do now? The woman clearly wasn't in the best emotional state and it was all his fault. He shouldn't have let his parents talk him into this mess.
Blaine felt bad for wanting to keep this baby. His mother was right. He could have as much children as he wanted while these people only wished to have one. Blaine took a shaky breath and opened his mouth not believing that he was really going to say that. "I'll think about it."
As soon as these words left his mouth Christine's whole face lit up in pure happiness. Blaine wanted the ground to swallow him up. He had no idea why he was saying this. Blaine knew that giving them a false hope was very cruel, but he couldn't just tell them face to face that he couldn't make their dream come true.
Kurt squeezed his waist looking at him in confusion, as if asking if he really wanted to do that. Blaine didn't, but he needed to get out of there to calm himself down and sort his thoughts and feelings out. Christine stood up from the armchair and sat down between Blaine and his mother taking his hands into his. "Thank you, Blaine."
Blaine gave her a weak smile trying not to show how troubled he felt. "Yeah…" He stuttered out not knowing what else to say.
"Well, would you like to stay for dinner? Brian's cooking tonight." Christine asked looking over at Paul and Monic as if this was a normal, friendly meeting.
"That would be actually great. Thank you." Monic said smiling kindly at Christine.
I hope you're all happy now." Blaine said bitterly once the front door was closed and they were standing on the street.
The dark-haired boy started walking down the sidewalk ignoring the fact that he had no idea how to get home. "Blaine!" His mother called after him, but Blaine just kept walking ahead with his arms wrapped around himself.
Suddenly Blaine felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to find Kurt staring back at him worriedly. "Blaine, let's go home. Then we can talk."
"Leave me alone." Blaine said ignoring the hurt expression on Kurt's face. "You have no fucking idea how it feels like to watch something like that knowing that you could help these people! So please save your super smart advices for someone else!"
"Blaine…" Kurt said gently taking a step forward. "You need to calm down. Stress is not good for the ba-"
"Shut the fuck up for one second!" Blaine yelled. "You don't know what I am going through. I-I just can't do it anymore." Blaine said as the angry tears started gathering in his eyes. His shoulders began to shake as loud sobs escaped his mouth. "God, what have I done?"
Kurt didn't say anything. He just wrapped his arms around Blaine and let him cry into his shoulder.
"You should just leave me." Blaine said clutching the fabric of Kurt's coat tightly in his hands. "You don't need someone as messed up as me to hold you back. You deserve so much better than me. I'm a disaster."
"Don't say that." Kurt said rubbing his back. "Don't let anyone make you feel that way. You're not messed up. You're just a little lost and there is nothing wrong with that."
Blaine really wanted to believe Kurt.