A/N: I really do love you guys! I know I said this before but I really did not expect the reponse I got for this! Your reviews make me so happy! So here you are, Chapter 3. I hope you enjoy this one as much as the others,

Once again I only own the idea... One day Mr Murphey will hand Klaine over to me, but until then...

Almost as soon as I got home my phone was going off. It was Quinn.

"Hey, Q." I said,

"I know your secret." I thought my heart stopped; what secret? Play it cool, Kurt.

"Secret? What secret?" I was so glad that we were on the phone and she couldn't see me,

"Your little crush on Blaine Anderson."

"Oh, Quinn, look,"

"It's cool, Kurt. He's all yours. I can even talk to him for you if you want me to."

"You would?" I was a little confused, why was she being like this?

"Sure."

"Oh, Thank you, Q! So much!"

"Okay bye, Kurt."

Something about what Rachel said really got to me, but I wasn't going to not hang out with the others because of it, if I was being really honest I couldn't stop think about what Santana had said to me. Not that she was a Lesbian but that she too thought Blaine was gay, and before it didn't cross my mind, but Quinn said she would talk to him for me, why did she do that? A. She dated him and we were not meant to date ex's and 2. Well, she knew he wasn't on my team. Or maybe there was something she knew that we didn't. Maybe I had more of a chance with him than I thought, but I couldn't get my hopes up too high, just to have them crushed, I'd done that enough times, and it never got any better. I'd spent weeks getting close to him, I wasn't going to ruin all that.

It was coming to the end of yet another calculus lesson, and I'd had to let my grades drop in the assessments because when he saw my grades he knew that I didn't need help, but what happened next was something that I really didn't expect,

"Hey," he had turned around to talk to me, and I hadn't asked his help, "Some mates of mine are having a Halloween party tonight, and well, I wondered if you wanted to come?" Wait a minute, is he asking me to the party?

"Sure." I cursed my brain for short circuiting every time he even looked at me. I had never been in such a rush to get home. Blaine had asked me out. Not in so many words and it was a big party, but it still made my heart race at the idea. I got back home and had to make an outfit. I had nothing to wear! In the best way possible I got together some of my less fetching outfits, and tried to see what I could do with it.

I shot out the house and back into my car as I drove to the party. When I walked in I saw that maybe the dress code wasn't exactly as I had assumed it was going to be. The girls were dressed in bunny outfits, not that I was interested in that at all, and the guys, well I don't think that I could really explain what they were dressed as. I walked over to where Quinn, Santana and Brit were standing,

"Woah, what did you come as?" Brittany asked me, but I didn't answer, their outfits didn't really leave much to the imagination, plus the only thing that I was really interested in was finding Blaine. Speak of the devil.

"Hey! You came!"

"Evidentially." I said.

"Let me get you a drink, wait here." He patted my shoulder as he headed towards the kitchen. I couldn't help notice that Quinn was also where he was heading,

"Blaine!" She yelled over the music to get his attention. I saw him walk over to her. Quinn said she was going to talk to him for me, and this was the time. I tried not to look, but the one time that I did he was looking over at me and grinning. He had to knew what he did to people. Not just people. Me. But the next thing I saw killed me. He was kissing Quinn! I couldn't take it, I knew that it was inevitable but I just watch them together and I ran out and sat in my car for a while before I drove home.

Kurt? Where did you go? – Blaine

I was not replying. Hold the phone! How did he get my number? I decided not to go home, but I needed to see my real friends right now.

They were curled up on the couch watching a scary movie when I walked in and made them both scream. I walked over and sat between them, sobbing, tears streaming down my face,

"He kissed Fabray! I thought that maybe he was interested in me!" I buried my face in my hands, "Oh, God. I made it all up in my head, didn't I?" I felt like such an idiot, crushing on a straight guy, again. Why did I do this to myself. "She said she would talk to him for me, but all she wanted was a way to get him back! I should have listened to you guys in the first place!"

They both hugged me, and tried to make me feel better, but nothing was working.

"Kurt, look. I understand that you like him, but you've got to face the fact that you're not his type." Rachel was sympathetic, but sometimes she needed to work on what tone of voice she used, because this really didn't make me feel any better, even if she was only trying to be truthful, and ouch, did the truth hurt! I knew where she was coming from, but I knew, okay thought, differently.

"But I am! I know it! Even Santana said so, and Quinn said she would talk to him! Why would she say that if he was straight! I don't know maybe he's Bi?" I hated that term, but maybe it was true.

"We have to destroy her!" Chandler was pretty adamant about this, and right now I agreed with him. "Kurt. Do you think you could pretend to be Plastic for a bit longer?"