Sorry for the slightly long wait guys! Have been so busy in school but hope I will be able to update more regularly from now on. I'm so happy about the many hits the first chapter got and I hope this will get even more. Please please leave a comment and tell me what you think! This is my first Klaine fic.

Chapter 2:

He pushed the door open at home and hurried inside. Carole was clearly already cooking dinner judging by the noises from the kitchen. Kurt dropped his bag on the floor to go help her as he usually did when he was home.

"Hey Dad, Carole! I'm home!"

He said as he entered the kitchen where he was surprised to find his father standing alone in front of the stove rubbing his neck frantically. He stopped in the door way smiling at Burt's flustered expression.

"Hey Dad, where is Carole?"

"Kurt, hey. Ehm…extra shift at the hospital. Kurt could you just help me out here?"

"Sure dad."

He quickly said and moved around the table to join his father. He looked at the mess his father had created in the kitchen as he had attempted to cook dinner and sighed before he started cleaning it up a little and continue with the food. As he was doing so he was humming happily.

"Well you are in a good mood. Did you have a good day?"

"Ehm…yes. Wonderful actually."

As he spoke Kurt kept his back turned firmly towards his dad when he knew he was blushing crimson by the mere thought of his afternoon spent with Blaine. He couldn't help but to smile widely and suppress a happy giggle as he replayed Blaine's words in his head.

"YoumovemeKurt…"

Who would ever have thought that he, Kurt Hummel, would ever manage to move anyone, let alone someone so completely perfect as Blaine.

"Kurt. Kurt! Where is your head at today? Didn't you hear a word of what I just said?"

Kurt spun around as he snapped out of his private thoughts and prayed that his face wasn't to flushed.

"Sorry dad, I was just lost in thought."

"I asked if you were spending the afternoon with Blaine."

Kurt smiled gleefully and nodded eagerly.

"Yes. We practiced after school."

He felt no need to inform Burt that they had in fact been practicing but it hadn't actually been singing, at least not yet. For now he just wanted to keep Blaine to himself and besides that he wasn't quite sure how his father would react to him having a…a boyfriend. He feared another very uncomfortable conversation. Burt smiled mildly as he let his hand rest on Kurt's shoulder before giving it a light squeeze.

"That's good buddy. I'm glad you both got over that business with Rachel."

Kurt's smile faded ever the slightest as his dad's words got him thinking back on Rachel's party and the argument he and Blaine had ended up having a couple of days after that. He had been so hurt and jealous that Blaine had kissed Rachel, after he had put himself on the line and admitted his feelings for Blaine after the Jeremiah fiasco, that he had seen how Blaine hurt and how confused he really was by the whole situation. In his jealousy he had forgotten that he first and foremost was Blaine's friend. It had been terrible and they had gone for days without speaking.

"Yes. That is all behind us now."

Kurt stated firmly more to himself than to his dad who just nodded and started setting the table. A comfortable silence fell over them as they went into their old routines from before Burt married Carole. Just as they were finishing up Finn burst through the door after football practice throwing his back carelessly at the floor next to Kurt's.

"Hey Guys!"

"Hey Finn. Good practice?"

"Yeah awesome. Coach Beist is working us hard though. What's for dinner?"

"Chicken Parmesan."

"Sounds awesome dude!"

Finn quickly moved to help Burt set the rest of the table and not long after they could all sit down together. Burt and Finn quickly fell into conversation about the football season and Coach Beist's methods that Finn felt was much better than their previous coach. Kurt sat in silence as his thoughts kept drifting off to Blaine.

~?~

After dinner Kurt excused himself and left Burt and Finn alone downstairs to do the dishes and clean up the kitchen. He grabbed his bag from the floor and hurried upstairs into his room where he let himself sink down onto the bed. He still had a history report that he needed to finish to Monday, a report that he should have been focused on doing this afternoon but needless to say that hadn't really happened. He smiled despite of himself as he pulled his history books up from his bag and placed them in front of him on the bed. He sighed loudly at the sight of how little work he had gotten done on his report in the first place and how much he still needed to do as his phone started buzzing next to him and snatched away his attention. He looked down and felt his heart skip several beats when he saw Blaine's name in the caller-id. His hand grabbed the phone shakily and he answered it breathlessly.

"Hey Blaine…"

"Kurt! Hey. I'm not interrupting anything am i..? Because I can call back later or…"

"No!"

Kurt almost shouted into the phone before he managed to control himself trying to prevent Blaine from thinking that he wouldn't talk to him and mentally slapped himself for acting so needy. At least Blaine sounded as nervous as he felt.

"I mean of course I have time for you. Always."

He heard Blaine chuckle deeply in the other end of the line, his lips tweaked into a soft smile as he waited for Blaine to continue.

"Wonderful! Actually I'm just calling to ask you if I could come over tomorrow? I think we need…to talk."

Kurt froze in the bed as a million thoughts went through his head. Blaine had regretted their kiss or else he just wanted it to stay with that kiss…and thought that they should just go back to being friends again. He almost couldn't bear the thought and he swallowed thickly before he took a deep breath. As he answered slowly he wasn't able keep the confusion and hurt from his voice.

"Oh…sure…"

"Oh no Kurt! Nothing like that. Today was wonderful, perfect actually. I just wanted some time to talk with you about everything and we almost never have any time alone at school."

Kurt sighed in relief and felt kind of stupid for believing the worst of Blaine right away. He hurried to apologize.

"Yeah sure. I'm sorry Blaine, you know for jumping to conclusion like that…"

"Don't be. I understand why you would react like that, I messed up a lot the last couple of months but I don't regret it Kurt. I promise."

Blaine's mild voice spoke softly into his ear and the smile was back stronger than ever.

"I believe you, and I reallywant you to come over tomorrow."

He added truthfully although feeling slightly embarrassed by the eagerness in his tone. The happiness and relief was obvious in Blaine's voice as he spoke;

"Good because I really want to see you too. Is it stupid to say I miss you already?"

"Then you are not the only one being stupid."

Blaine chuckled lightly. Kurt could almost picture him sitting on his bed with his legs pulled up underneath him, his mouth curled up into a bright smile and his deep brown eyes shining warmly. Maybe his otherwise trimmed curls would be free from hair gel and hang loosely down framing his face, he could help but to wonder how it would be to run his hands against those curl. He figured they would be soft; Blaine would be precisely the guy to have the most perfect soft hair.

"Kurt? Are you still there?"

"Yes… Sorry… I was just lost in thought. History report you know…"

He mumbled quickly trying to push the thoughts away and focus on the conversation. He didn't want Blaine to think that he wasn't interested in talking to him.

"Oh right. You should get back to that; I will see you tomorrow anyway."

"Yeah I better before my dad finds out that i haven't even started yet. Goodnight Blaine…See you tomorrow."

"Goodnight Kurt."

Blaine said before he hung up and Kurt let the phone fell back on the bed again. He rolled around until he rested on his back staring up in the ceiling. The entire day had been a dream come through and a blissful laugh escaped his lips as he thought about how much life could change in one simple day.