I really don't wanna do this. WHY MUST I GIVE THEM NAMES. WHY. I HATE PEOPLE THAT GIVE THEM NAMES IN THE FIRST PLACE. NOW I MUST HATE MYSELF.

Anyways. Chapter 5 is upon us isn't it? That was pretty quick. I'm sorry for leading you on last chapter I think. I said something about a double post right? IF I DID I'M SORRY I WAS EXCITED THAT I STARTED ON THE CHAPTER ALREADY AND THEN WAS LIKE, BITCH PLEASE I'M SLEEPY.

I'm such a horrible author to you guys. ;-; But anyways (yes I spell anyways with an s, I have no idea why. I say it with an s as well…IDEK), here's chapter 5. Chapter 6 is on the way, and I would like you guys to know that I was freaking writing this DURING CLASS because I had an idea and I had to write it. So I started writing it in my notebook. I just love you guys that much. Right now, I'm killing my neck, looking down at my notebook while I type. I'm really good at typing. :D Enjoy.

"Where the hell have you been?" Blaine's mom asked him.

His parents had been waiting for him on the porch when he pulled into the driveway.

"We called you several times. Why didn't you pick up your phone, Blaine?" His father, Nathaniel shouted.

"We were really worried about you! You couldn't even call?" His mom asked, equally as loud.

Blaine sighed.

"Look, can we possibly continue this conversation inside?" he asked calmly. "I'd rather you not wake up the whole neighborhood with your shouting."

"Fine." His dad said, as Blaine walked in the door. His mother followed him inside, along with his father, who slammed the door behind him.

"Okay. Explain. Now." His mother demanded.

"I'm sorry I didn't answer my phone. It was on silent, so I couldn't hear it. I was at Kurt's house because of certain problems-"

"Who's Kurt anyway?" His dad asked. "You talk about him all the time, as if we're supposed to know who this strange person is."

'He's my b-" Blaine stopped himself. "He's my…best friend from school." He lied. "Well, he went back to his old school before the end of the school year, but we're still in touch."

"Is he…gay?" His mom asked, with a scared look on her face.

This question. Blaine thought. It's the first question she asks whenever I tell her about a new friend. Why does it even matter anyway?

"Yes." Blaine said bluntly.

His parents looked at each other nervously.

"Well." His father said, suddenly in a good mood, which scared Blaine. "We'll just have to meet this Kurt, won't we Alexandra?"

Nathaniel turned to his wife, who had a smirk on her face. He seemed to have one as well.

"Yes, we do. We must make sure that all of your friends are…" she said, searching for the right word. "…suitable. We don't want you hanging out with the wrong crowd."

It's taking all that I am not to snap right now… Blaine thought. Then it suddenly hit him.

"Wait, you guys aren't going to-"

"Well then, it's settled!" His mother interrupted. "Tell Kurt to come over for dinner tomorrow night. Also go tell your sister to invite her…"friend" as well. I had to send her to her room earlier because she kept insisting that her and her friend were…" his mother trailed off, shuddering.

"Go on, then." His father said.

Blaine turned and walked up the stairs, and down the hall, to his sister, Sam's room.

"You know what they're planning right?" Sam asked her older brother.

They were in Sam's room, sitting on her bed. Sam was sitting against the headboard, while Blaine was sitting next to her, with his arms around her.

"Yeah. I know they don't like him already. I bet they'll try to drive him out, by saying as many mean and hurtful things as they can. What if their plan works? What if Kurt never wants to talk to me again?" Blaine said, a worried look on his face.

"Blaine." She said, sitting back and looking into his eyes. "If Kurt is as nice, sweet, caring, and great as you've been telling me since the day he sang Blackbird, then I don't think you have anything to worry about."

"Thanks Sam. Anyway, we should be talking about you and your girlfriend. Her name's…Eva right?"

"Evangeline…" Sam said dreamily, drifting off into space.

"Mom wants her there tomorrow night as well." Blaine said.

"Well, she can't come. She has a family thing, and wouldn't be able to. Plus, I'm not quite ready to cross that bridge yet."

"Lucky…" Blaine said.

"It'll be fine, Blaine. I'll be there to support you if things turn sour." She assured him.

"Thanks Sam." Blaine said, hugging his slightly younger sister.

"Anytime. Now we're both gonna need a lot of sleep if we want to get through tomorrow. Night."

"Night."

Blaine left Sam's room. He walked further down the hall, to his own room.

After closing the door behind him, he called Kurt.

"Did you get in trouble? What took you so long to call back? I was really worried about you."

"I'm sorry. No I didn't get in trouble, but tomorrow you will be."

"Why?"

Blaine took a deep breath.

"My parents want you to come over for dinner tomorrow night. You should probably get here at around 7:30." He said all in one breath.

"Why would I-"

"Crap, I think I hear my dad coming." Blaine said. "I love you Kurt. So much."

"I love you, too, Blaine, and no matter what happens tomorrow, I always will."

Blaine smiled. I hope so. He thought.

"Goodnight, Kurt."

"Night, Blaine."

Sigh. I'm really tired right now. I JUST WANT TO SLEEP. But fanfiction is calling to me as well. You'll just have to wait until the next chapter to find out what happens at dinner. I'M PRETTY SURE YOU ALL KNOW IT WON'T GO WELL. IT'S PRETTY MUCH SAID.

Have fun anticipating the next chapter.

I'm so evil aren't I? Heh heh heh.