A/N I had no clue how to use today's prompt! I've never heard this song before! But I managed, I think...

This chapter will cover a few days in the timeline, and you'll finally learn what Kurt has been doing while sleepwalking!

PS. I suck at chapter names...

Reviews always welcome!

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Taking a Break

Thursday Kurt woke up in the dorm lounge, where the snack machines were. His secret admirer sent him a delicate china teacup with a gold filigree design around the edges. The note was attached with an emerald green ribbon.

"You may look delicate, but you are strong on the inside, from your Secret Admirer."

That afternoon, they announced who would be getting the solos and the duet. Of course, Kurt and Blaine got the duet. Blaine also got a solo, but Kurt didn't. Nick got the second solo.

Friday morning, Kurt woke up outside Blaine's door again. Rushing back to his dorm, he took a moment to be thankful that he would be going home for the weekend. Hopefully he wouldn't sleepwalk while there.

His gift that morning, tied in an amethyst ribbon, was one hundred sheets of stationary.

"I want to know all of your mysteries. From Your Secret Admirer."

The only mystery Kurt wanted to know was who the secret admirer was. Because he could easily fall in love with them, if he weren't already so confused about Blaine. Why couldn't he just admit that Blaine would always just be his friend, and nothing more? Hard as he tried, he just couldn't seem to give up hope that the other boy would realize that he wants to be more than just friends.

He was so confused, he was halfway back to Lima before he realized he'd forgotten his laptop.

It was nice to be home after being away for two weeks. He helped Carole make dinner. After dinner, Finn went to puck's house to play video games, and Kurt, Burt, and Carole settled in the living room to watch some mindless TV.

"Oh, I almost forgot," Burt said during a commercial break. "I told Finn he could paint his room next month, and I know you wanted to paint yours, too, so I got a book of color samples for you. You can pick any color you want, just let me know, and I'll buy the paint after the first."

"Thanks, dad. I'll look it over and decide this week."

Kurt decided to go to bed early. Please don't let me sleepwalk tonight! He didn't know what he would tell his dad if he did.

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He slept late on Saturday, and didn't think he had sleepwalked, considering he woke up in the exact same position and clothes he went to sleep in. At least that was a relief. He half expected to receive a gift from his secret admirer, and was trying to come up with something to say about it to his dad, but there were no deliveries that morning. Kurt actually felt disappointed.

He spent the day with Mercedes and Rachel at the mall.

"Boo, I've never seen you so distracted," Mercedes said. "You've barely even bought anything, despite the huge sales at most of the stores we've been in! They had that fancy brooch watch you've been eyeing for the last month on sale for half off, and you barely even glanced at it!"

Kurt shrugged. "I don't need a second one."

Both girls frowned at him. "Second one?"

"I got one as a gift earlier this week."

"From who?" Rachel demanded.

Kurt groaned in frustration. "I don't know!"

They looked at each other, and then back at him.

"Explain, White Boy!" Mercedes demanded.

"Um, I sort of have a secret admirer?"

The two girls' squeals were loud enough to draw attention from several passersby. Kurt grabbed their arms and dragged them to the food court, knowing they'd be asking a ton of questions. They got a snack and something to drink, and sat down. He told them about the roses, and how the Warblers just wanted him to see how special he was, but that someone else kept sending him gifts.

"And you're certain it's not Blaine?" Rachel asked.

"Well, considering the first gift arrived as we were heading out to the GAP so Blaine could sing his undying lust for some mop headed junior manager, it's doubtful."

"You have no clue who it might be? No one else stands out as a possibility?" Mercedes asked.

This is where Kurt's frustration really kicked in. "I never really noticed anyone else. I've been so hung up on Blaine, thinking he at least had some feelings for me, too."

"But you aren't really in love with Blaine, are you?" Rachel asked. "How much do you really know about him? I mean, it's not like you memorize every little detail, do you? I bet you don't even know his favorite color, or his favorite book, or his coffee order, right?"

Kurt didn't reply, just stared down at his half eaten bagel, but his blush gave him away.

"Kurt?" Mercedes prompted.

Kurt slumped so his forehead was resting on the table. "Blue. Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows. Medium Drip with cinnamon and two Sweeteners."

"Oh my god, Kurt!" Rachel exclaimed. "You are in love!"

"Yeah, but he obviously doesn't feel the same way about me!"

"Oh Boo!" Mercedes pulled him into a hug. "I'm so sorry. So what are you going to do about your secret admirer?"

Kurt sobbed and blew his nose. "I don't know! Who ever he is, he obviously knows me just as well as I know Blaine, and his notes are so sweet and kind. I want to feel something for him, but I can't stop thinking about Blaine!"

They ended up going back to Rachel's house for a sleepover.

"So what makes Blaine different?" Rachel asked as she braided Mercedes' hair. "You've had crushes on other boys, and got over them. What is it about Blaine that makes him impossible to get over?"

Kurt took another bite of Rocky Road Ice Cream as he thought it over. "Well, for one, he's actually gay, unlike Finn and Sam, who were never really within my reach. Until Blaine, I thought I was the only out gay person in all of Ohio."

"Okay," Rachel said. "But now you know there are many more out gay boys out there. Didn't you say there were several gays on the Warblers?"

Kurt shrugged. "Just Nick, Jeff, and Trent."

"Maybe one of them is your secret admirer?" Mercedes suggested, but Kurt shook his head no.

"Nick and Jeff are dating each other, and Trent has apparently been pining over Jeff cousin, Matt, since last summer."

"Okay, but still, you know there are other boys like you at the school, obviously since one of them is crushing on you. So what else is it about Blaine that you're hung up on?"

Kurt lay back against the pile of pillows in front of the headboard. He didn't really know how to explain it. "Did I ever tell you about the day we met? Other than the fact that we talked about Karofsky and the bullying?"

Finished with Mercedes' hair, both girls turned to face him on the foot of the bed.

"He knew the moment he saw me that I was a spy, but he didn't call me out on it at first. He introduced himself, and we shook hands, and the moment we touched, I swear I felt a connection to him. You're going to think I'm crazy for saying this, but it almost felt like we'd known each other forever, but had been apart for a long time, and then found each other again."

The girls sighed dreamily.

Kurt just rolled over and hid his face in the pillows. "But apparently I just made all of that up, didn't I? It's not real!"

"Oh Kurt!" Both girls moved up and cuddled the boy.

"Things will work out the way they are supposed to," Mercedes whispered, hugging him from behind. "You just have to wait and see. "You'll have a Happily Ever After, either with Blaine, or your secret admirer. Just hold on to hope."

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He didn't sleepwalk again that night, most likely due to the fact that they fell asleep tangled up together. And for the second day in a row, he found himself disappointed not to have received a gift from his admirer.

He went home at lunch time to spend a couple hours with his dad before heading back to Dalton. He decided he would try and finish writing his story for Ms. Jacobson, after dinner, since it was due on Tuesday.

He didn't know how he was going to finish the story, since he was so confused by his own emotions, but figured he needed to write something to turn in.

He booted up the laptop, and clicked into the writing program, opening the file...and stopped, frowning in confusion.

This wasn't the story he had written! He scrolled back to page one, and began reading.

"Oh my Gaga!" He exclaimed after a couple pages. Now he understood why he'd been sleepwalking! He'd completely rewritten his story, and the new version was so much better than the original! In this story, two best friends are secretly in love with each other, never realizing the other returns their feelings, until their friends decide to make one of them jelous by sending the other one gifts from a secret admirer.

In the end, the second boy is so jealous, he confesses his feelings, and they finally move beyond friendship.

The story was really good, filled with humor as their friends trip all over themselves trying to make the two boys see what was obvious to each of them. By the time he finished reading it, he was laughing, because he could see that he'd written it about the Warblers, especially Nick, Jeff, Wes, David and Trent.

It was good, he thought, sighing. He just wished Blaine would figure it out, like the boy in the story. He sent the story, which he'd titled The Cupid Project, to his printer, and got ready for bed.