The woman closed the door. "What?"

"You heard me. I was finally happy, but I ruined everything."

She put her thumb and middle finger between her closed eyes. "Blaine…why didn't you tell me?"

"I was afraid you could tell dad. You know, 'turn-your-gay-son-into-a-young-Hugh-Hefner' activities were never my forte. If he had known that I – that I had a boyfriend, he'd have started to homeschool me, you know it."

"I would have talked him out of it!" his mother replied, indignant.

"Mom. I love you, but, no offence, you know that you couldn't have done anything."

"Very well, then. When you'll stop being a hermit, dinner is ready and I won't take it upstairs." She said, leaving the room.

"So, Kurt, how are things going at Glee Club?" asked Burt Hummel, cutting himself a slice of pizza.

"Good. It's good."

"Good. How about you, Finn?"

"It's okay."

It really wasn't. Damn it, he could see Jesse and Rachel kissing in front of her locker, in the auditorium, in between her classes.

After dinner, the quarterback went in his room, closing the door.

Kurt knew that his brother and him were at a very similar moment in their lives at the moment, so he knocked on the door.

"It's me, can I come in?" no answer. The younger boy entered the room, anyway. Finn was laying in his bed, his face buried in the pillow.

"I brought you warm milk. Leave some room to sit, frankenteen." Kurt said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

His brother muttered a "thanks", but went silent again.

"You know, Finn, I was very upset when I found out about Blaine, but now, I'm embracing the single life. Mercedes once remembered me that Patti LuPone became great as a single lady. It was at that sleepover I had with her and Rachel, after Blaine had sang to that mop head. A junior manager from the Gap? Really, Blaine? You couldn't do better, could you? I had to sing for that guy, and he didn't even notice…" tears started running on his cheeks.

Finn sat next to him "Hey, buddy, calm down, ok? It's gonna be fine, I know it. Do you wanna go to the mall or something, tomorrow?"

"No, Jeff, it's not like that. It's over and it's my fault."

Blaine was at Dalton, in the cafeteria, talking to a blonde boy.

"Oh, c'mon! Don't be such a drama queen! You both acted wrongly, this time."

"I just – I thought we had something." Said the curly haired boy, cradling his head in his hands.

"You did and you still do. Mercedes told me that he's pretty bummed. Hasn't fought for a solo in a week. So, I'd say that there's still hope, my star crossed lover."

Jeff looked at his phone "We better get going, class starts in 15 minutes." He started collecting his books.

"Yeah, sure, I have to do something first, see you in class! Thanks, by the way!" Blaine said, walking away.

Kurt was strolling through the mall, trying to talk Finn into getting a makeover.

"No offence, man, but no, thanks."

"Alright, Country Action Man. I'll go check on the new creams at the beauty department. Meet you here in an hour. Behave!" he left his brother and went into the store. It was always a great way to distract himself, leaving his problems behind that sliding door.

He was reading intently about the freshening properties of the new Elizabeth Arden face cream, when someone interrupted his moment.

"Need any help?" asked the clerk. He was taller than Kurt, with green eyes, brown hair and a dashing smile.

Kurt stared at him, until his lips stretched into a little smile. "Yes, please."

The other boy crossed his arms and acted professional: "Well, sir, the product you're holding is not good for your already perfect skin. What you need is – he started looking for something – this! Here, use it once before you go to bed and once when you wake up."

"Thanks, - he leaned over to look at his name tag – Andrew"

"You're welcome – Andrew leaned over, pretending to look for a name tag, as well -…."

"Kurt."

"Nice to meet you Kurt – said the clerk, shaking his hand – Y'know, why don't you come with me to pay that, so I can use my 20% employee discount?"

"There's no need for that, thanks."

"Ok then, if I can't help you with that, let me – he pretended to think hard – take you out for a pizza!"

"What?"

"Pizza…Y'know, it's Italian food, usually round shaped, you eat it…"

"I know what pizza is! – Andrew started laughing – Stop it, it's not funny!"

"Actually it is. So?" he asked, hopeful.

"Uhm, I'm not sure – his phone rang. Kurt recognized the ringtone – 'Teenage dream, of course. Blaine.'- You know what? Pizza sounds great! I'll give you my number so we can define the details. See you!"

He stormed out, both worried and pleased.

Finn was looking at his watch, when he saw Kurt coming towards him.

"Dude! Where have you been? I've been waiting for you!"

"I'll tell you on the ride home" his brother said, with a smile.

-Call rejected-

Of course. – Blaine looked at his phone – I wish I could throw you on the wall right now, cellphone. But I'm going to class and I'm… in a one – way telepathic conversation with an inanimate object. Great.