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"Alright, I have plugged your boyfriend's address into my GPS and we should be there in, I don't know, ten hours?" Veronica said, hoping into the drivers seat. Flint slipped in next to her, looking cross eyed and slightly stoned. Maya, Kyle and Stephanie sat in the middle seat and Kurt and James sat in the back.

"Lets hit the road!" Kyle shouted, jumping in his seat. Veronica rolled her eyes at the boy. She started the car and hit the road, turning on the music. Kurt looked out the window, closing his eyes. He wanted so bad to see Blaine.

James shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Kurt looked over at him, he was biting his lip nervously. "What?" Kurt whispered. James looked over at him, shrugging and smiling shyly. "What?"

"It's just, I feel like I'm out of my comfort zone," James admitted, blushing. Kurt smiled, playfully pushing him.

"It's okay, it's good for you to be out of your comfort zone," Kurt laughed. James nodded, looking out the window. Kurt shook his head and rolled his eyes, looking out of his own window.

"I have to pee," Kyle announced. Veronica looked up at him through the mirror.

"We've been driving for twenty minutes," She said, her eyebrows furrowed together.

"I know and I've had to pee for all those twenty minutes," Kyle shot back, shifting in his seat.

"Well hold it," Veronica said, shaking her head as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Kyle whined. "We aren't even out of New York yet!" Veronica exclaimed. Kyle pouted and Veronica sighed. "Fine, we'll stop at the gas station, but you all must pee and get whatever you need out of the way now because I'm not stopping for the next couple of hours."

She pulled over at a gas station and slipped out. "I'm getting food, are you guys coming?" Kyle ran out of the car, bolting into the store. Maya and Stephanie followed slowly. Veronica looked back at Kurt and James, who shook their heads no. She sighed and turned to her boyfriend. "Come on Flint, you're going to hold my purse." The boy sighed and followed her into the store. Kurt looked at James, who was staring at his hands.

"What's wrong?" Kurt asked. "You're being more awkward than usual." James looked at him, frowning.

"It's... um... I'm jealous Kurt. I'm jealous of you because you have what I can never have." Kurt frowned, turning his attention on him.

"What do I have-"

"You have a boyfriend, Kurt." James buried his face in his hands. "And I'm not exactly attractive."

"Oh shut up James," Kurt said, rolling his eyes. James' head whipped up and he stared at his friend, his mouth gaping open. "You are attractive. You have these amazing eyes, I'm serious, they're gorgeous. All you have to do to get guys James is to grow into yourself. Stop being so awkward and you will have every guy on the planet following you."

James forced a smile but still stared at his hands. Kurt looked at the store then turned back to him. "Look at me," He commanded. James turned to him and Kurt pulled the glasses off his face and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Hey, what are you-"

Kurt ignored him, pulling his bag out of the back and bringing his tweezers to James' face. "Wait. Woah, what are you- ah! Stop, that hurts!"

"That's what she said," Kyle giggled, opening the car door. "What are you doing to poor James?" Kurt just waved his fingers at him, plucking James' eyebrows. Veronica came back, looked at Kurt and James for a moment, rolled her eyes, and started driving again.

"Okay..." Kurt said after a few minutes, then he reached back into the back and pulled out clothes. "Next time we stop, you are putting on this outfit," Kurt commanded. James frowned. "And then we are getting you a guys number. You need to gain confidence."

"Kurt, I appreciate it but I don't think I can," James cried. "And I can't see with out my glasses."

"Then get contacts," Kurt said. James sucked in a deep breath, crossed his arms, and sighed. Kyle fell asleep a while later and Flint took up singing along with the radio.

It was a couple hours later, a few miles into Pennsylvania, that Veronica's car stopped. Kurt's head jerked up. "What's going on?"

"I don't know, the car just stopped." Kurt flew out of the car, going to the hood and making Veronica pop it open. He looked inside the car, shaking his head. "When was the last time you took this in?" He exclaimed. "It's not going to start."

"What do you mean? What do you know about cars anyways?" Veronica asked, offended, as everyone gathered around Kurt.

"Because I'm a mechanics son," Kurt snapped, pulling his fingers through his hair. "It's decided, I should just break up with Blaine, It's not going to work if I'm in New York and he's in Ohio and It wasn't fair putting him through it anyways." Kurt fell to the ground, crying.

"I'll wear your outfit," James said suddenly. Kurt looked up at him as he vanished into the car and came out in Kurt's black skinny jeans and deep blue shirt that made his eyes look amazing. James crouched down next to Kurt and did something nobody expected. "Do you think I'm hot?" He asked.

Kurt's eyebrow scrunched together. "Sure..."

"Would you sleep with me?"

"What?" Kurt asked. "I'm crying over my boyfriend and you're worried about whether or not I'll sleep with you?"

"Yes, would you sleep with me?" James repeated. Kyle's mouth fell open, Maya watched them curiously, Veronica rolled her eyes, Flint giggled, still stoned, and Stephanie's eyes widened.

"No!" Kurt exclaimed.

"Why?" James pressed. Kurt glared, how could James be so inconsiderate?

"Because... because..."

"I'm not Blaine," James said, nodding. "Look, Kurt, you love Blaine. And I know I'm not the hottest gay guy in the world, but I'm okay, and if you really did want to break up with Blaine, you would totally at least consider me. But you don't, and I don't think you ever will, but look at you now, on the ground in some city in Pennsylvania giving up. Don't give up, Kurt. Look, we're three miles away from the nearest city, and I'm sure there's a bus there that's heading towards Ohio. If we start walking we can make it by sundown."

"Wait, so you don't want to sleep with me?" Kurt whispered.

"This may come as a shock to you, Kurt, but I have a type, and you're not it. Sure you're cute, but I like those manly types. Now come one guys, get your bags and lets start walking."

Kyle's mouth was still hanging open as James pulled Kurt towards the back of the car.

"And we're suppose to leave my car here?" Veronica asked.

"Dude," Kyle added. "You should of never changed James' style, he has this new confidence and he thinks he can boss us around."

"Shut up Kyle." James called. "Now get your stuff and lets walk."

A/N: This one sucks, I wrote it last minute, but here we go.