Today was the day. Today, I would return to school after living at the Hummel household. My body was shaking as my nerves claimed my body, I couldnt do this. How was I supposed to act? I had to pretend to be Kurt's boyfriend in front of Dave Karofsky, which also meant that i'd be coming out to the entire school. Something that terrified me.

I bathed my hair in a large supply of my regular hair gel, the raspberry scent consuming my sense of smell. I smiled as I looked in the mirror, taking in my appearance to find I looked remotely like my old self, except for the heavy bloodshot eyes I now wore. I reached for my crutches, standing and moving to leave my bedroom. I stopped when i'd reached the door, turning to look at what used to be the guest bedroom. Burt and Carole had allowed me to decorate the way I wanted to, so that I could feel at home. My bedroom had grey striped wallpaper like in my bedroom at grandma's, I also had matching bed sheets. I smiled fondly, remembering the pale magnolia that used to belong here before It was my sanctuary. I was so thankful the entire family treated me like one of their own.

I slowly managed to get down the stairs, taking my time so that I wouldn't fall. I went straight through the house and out of the front door, only stopping to pick up my lunch that Carole had prepared for me, as well as my bag that was already in the porch. I made my way to Kurt's car, hopping into the passenger seat and waited, I couldnt eat yet, I was too uncomfortable in my own skin to eat. My stomach began churning at the idea alone. Eventually, Kurt walked out of the door, waving goodbye to Finn who had gone to his own car, claiming he was going to pick up Rachel. The brunette strided towards the drivers seat of the car, ducking to sit down and closing the door. He paused for a moment, looking at me and taking in my disheveled appearance.

"Hey" he whispered softly, trying to keep me from freaking out any more.. if that was even possible. "You're safe. Karofsky wont touch you", my body simply tensed as I thought back to my accident, along with the imprisonment that had occured on the same day. Since that day, I hadnt felt like myself, instead becoming withdrawn and shy, clinging to Kurt almost as if my life depended on it. I barely even sang anymore, not knowing what to do with myself to fill my time, so i'd write things instead, poems and song lyrics to keep my mind empty. Loosing my family had impacted me too, my brother Cooper hadn't called me at all, as far as he knew I was still trapped in the basement.

I sighed sadly, turning to gaze out of the window to avoid conversing with the boy who had been my lifeline. Kurt started the car engine and began the journey, although I almost wished his car would break down. "Blaine sweetie, please don't keep shutting me out." he pleaded, taking his eyes of the road for a mere second to look at me.

"How are we uh.." I began, my voice becoming hoarse with the fact i'd barely spolken lately. "How are we gonna pretend?" I finished, almost angry that my voice was one I didnt even recognise. Kurt and I hadn't talked about what being fake boyfriends actually meant, whether we'd be comfortable holding hands in public or kissing at all. Were we to make any contact at all or was it all purely for Karofsky's sake. My mind was reeling with possibilities as I began to panic, my breaths becoming quick and shallow.

Kurt pulled over the car into an unfamiliar parking lot, then giving me his attention and holding my hand reassuringly. "Well, the first step is to calm down" he smiled a little, his voice still quiet as he caught my gaze. I immediately began to calm down, drowning into the bliss that was my housemate's grey blue eyes. "I think we're going to have to imagine that we are boyfriends, even if its only at school" he said, a blush gracing his cheek bones. I was too nervous to think about everything that had happened to me recently and Kurt made me feel like there truely was a reason for me to be alive. I didn't want to jeopardize our friendship as then i'd literally have nothing. No home, no friends, I'd be lost forever.

The driver must of realised I was overthinking as he leaned close to me, kissing me four times. One my cheek, my temple, the tip of my nose (which granted a giggle as a response) and finally, a soft and slightly lingering kiss to my forehead. I blushed flourescently as I swam in the feelings of love and validation whilst I could. "Which kiss was your favourite?" he asked, almost as if taking notes for the future. I decided quickly, not even taking more than a minute to think about it. "Forehead" I beamed for the first time since my accident. I began to understand a little about what Kurt was trying to do, he grinned in response, noticing how my face lit up as he began to drive once more, "I'll remember that" he smirked, getting the car back en-route as my mind was pre-occupied.

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Lunch time found me at my locker, swapping my books over ready for french after lunchtime. I closed my locker to find Karofsky within a few feet of my face. I gulped as he smirked, happy to of gained my attention. "Where's your boyfriend? Not here to pretect you?" he said quietly, his voice sounding rough as he almost growled at me. I simply put my bag on my back, reaching down for my crutches as I began to walk away, trying to keep myself calm as I was enveloped by fear. I kept going, not a single idea of my destination. That was when Kurt came along, almost on cue.

"Hey baby, I've missed you" he said, smiling at me as he saw Dave following me out of the corner of his eye. Kurt leaned in, closing the distance as he kissed me, our lips meeting gently as he wrapped his arms around me possessively. When he pulled away, he placed his hand on my forehead, almost as if checking for a fever. "You feel cold" he frowned, taking of his letterman jacket. "Put this on" he smirked as he handed it to me, holding one of my crutches as I put his jacket on. I felt claimed and I loved every minute of it. He gave me my crutch back and instead reached for my bag, insisting he'd carry it. "Lets go, sweetie" he said smirking. I let go of the breath I hadnt known I was holding.

That was not how i'd imagined our first kiss

We walked to the choir room, only the band filling it besides us. We sat down and took a moment of silence, thinking of our lucky escape.
"I AM SO SORRY" Kurt said, looking me directly in the eyes. "I should've asked first" he held me close to him, giving me a feeling of protection that I was entirely greatful for. I couldnt talk, even if I wanted to, all my thoughts were frozen as I thought about our kiss. My lips still tingled as he pulled away from our friendly embrace.

"Blaine... a-are you mad at me?" the countertenor asked, only earning a small whine as an answer. I looked deep in his eyes, almost praying that he wanted to kiss me instead of it being at Dave's expense. He placed his hand on my knee to comfort me and my mind was screaming at me to try to kiss him. I needed to know whether it was just the fake boyfriend thing or if it was genuine. The last kiss was too short in duration for my liking.

I leaned in slowly, connecting our lips. This kiss was completely different to the one out in the hallway; this one felt special. A spark of electricity shooting through me as butterflies fluttered around in my tummy. I brought my hands up, cupping his face as if to stop him from pulling away, whether he wanted to or not, I waited for my friend to return the kiss. I was almost pleading in my mind for him to kiss me back, for this not to be a one sided crush that would physically crush me, if you get what I mean. Seconds later, Kurt leaned in, trying to get closer as I applied a little more pressure. Kurt must of registered what was happening, using one of his hands to pull my chair closer to his, which made me giggle, as he used his other hand to cradle the back of my neck.

I grinned into the kiss, making sure it remained soft and yet giving him everything I had all at once, I felt him try and kiss back more passionately, demanding more. My heart exploded with every emotion I possibly had as I gave him EVERYTHING I had felt for him since I saw him the day I transfered to McKinley. When we parted, which felt like ten years later, I simply looked at him, my eyes too lust blown for my own good. "Not mad" I blushed, waiting for Kurt to re-open his eyes.

"Blaine..." he said, clearly not knowing how to finish that sentence, so he looked away, staring at the band members who were all clearly watching us. "I'll come and watch your glee rehersal after school" I said, immediately grabbing my things and limping out of the door. I went to the nurses office to lay down for a while. Today was too much for me in every single possible way and all I wanted to do was sleep. So I did.

By the time i'd woken up i'd missed half of french, so I went to the lass half of class, taking my seat without another word, simply continuing my previous work. I could tell Kurt was looking at me from the back of the room. French was one of the only lessons we shared. Soon, the lesson was over, giving me a few minutes to collect my belongings as well as my thoughts and head to the choir room. I could hear Kurt following me, he jogged a small distance until he was standing beside me.
"Where did you go? Are you okay?" he asked, once again taking my bag so that it was easier for me with my crutches. I thanked him and stopped to physically look at him, not even hiding the large smile on my face. "I went to the nurses office to sleep for a while, I woke up late" I said, Kurt simply smiling at me as we continued our path.

"So.. you uh... you kissed me" he said, my face growing warm with slight embarrasment as we neered the room. "I don't remember that" I winked, moving backwards to let him through the doorway. I was secretly panicking obviously, I was only setting myself up for failure.
"Hey Mr Shue, Blaine's gonna sit and watch, okay?" Kurt said, not really giving the teacher a choice as he moved to the seat he'd been in earlier.. when I kissed him.

Oh

He then patted the seat i'd originally been seated in as I limped over to it, gaining stares from the entire club. "HEY BUDDY!" Finn yelled as he walked through the door, walking over to me and hugging me tightly, when we parted a grin remained plastered on his face.
"Who's the kid made of hair gel?" A girl asked, you could virtually hear the venom in her voice, instantly making me self-conscious.
"Santana, Everyone, this is Blaine Anderson. He lives with us" Finn said, still grinning like an idiot as he took the seat beside me.

The entire glee club looked at me with confusion, suddenly whispering "so this is the infamous Blaine" and "since when does he live with Burt" . Even Mr Shuester was confused, and he'd taught me for history class. "Hey Blaine, you uh.. you wanna join?" Mr Shue asked, more out of shock than confusion. I went to open my mouth when Kurt spoke for me, "I want him to join, but I want to sing to him first" Kurt smiled, "don't worry, he'll be part of glee club in no time at all" he reached for my hand to comfort me, knowing the amount of people here was probably making me anxious.

"Okay then, Kurt. Come on up"

My friend moved, walking to the band to tell them his song choice before returning to the centre of the room.

"so, the last time you heard me sing this, my dad was in the hospital. He'd had a heart attack and this song reminded me of the strength we shared after mom died." he began, " Dad's fine but there is a significance to this song, for a very different reason so i'm gonna sing it again, only with less crying this time" he chuckled softly, the group smiling and laughing along encouragingly.

When he began singing, I froze completely, tears stinging my eyes and gliding down my cheeks silently. Kurt began singing 'I wanna hold your hand' by the beatles. Singing the entire song to me, his eyes focussed on me. His own eyes full of emotion. I listened quietly to every word, relaxing as it was almost like a lullaby to soothe me. When he'd finished and the club roared with applause, Kurt ignored them, immediately walking over to me and holding me tighter than ever before. We both stay there, sobbing as we held eachother, almost ignoring the rest of the group. Finn was 'aww'ing in the background and the rest of the club was all joining in with various lines of "Am I missing something here?" and "Whats happening?". When we pulled away, we wiped our tears and smiled fondly at one-another. "Thankyou" I said brokenly, my heart soaring too much for anything else to work. He took the seat beside me as Mr Shue chatted on about another competition.

We held hands the entire time without saying another word.