I don't own anything.

I set my alarm for the next morning to give me plenty of time to get ready. So by 9 I've eaten breakfast and had a shower. (And harassed by my dad about what actually happened Saturday night) When I'm midway through my skin regime I get a message from Blaine.

To Kurt,

(Mon, 9:28)Hey, I can't wait to see you today!

-Blaine

To Blaine,

(Mon, 9:30)I can't wait to see you too!

-Kurt

This is what it should be like. Someone who looks forward to seeing you is what its all about. I know I'm getting ahead of myself but I can feel like Blaine is gonna be in my life for a long time. And if I'm honest with myself I can't wait. Whether its just the summer or a year, or the rest of my life I can honestly say spending time with gorgeous, loving Blaine will be well worth it.

I finally decide to go for white skinny jeans that shows off everything nicely, and a red short sleeved shirt. At 11:28 there is knock on the door. Weird. I thought this generation text to say we were outside. But apparently not. I rush around to get to the door quickly but by the time I make it upstairs my dad has already got to the door.

"Hello..." My dad says.

"Hello Mr Hummel, I'm Blaine Anderson, Kurts friend." Blaine actually holds his hand out for my dad to shake it. I feel like I've gone back in time. Who does that?

"Hello Blaine" My dad says as he shakes Blaines hand, with a mixed expression of confusion, and shock. "Shall I get Kurt for you?"

"No need I'm right here." I say quickly, as my dad gives me a 'what's going on' look. "Bye dad, I'll see you later" I quickly hug him and usher Blaine back to his car as quick as possible.

"Goodbye Kurt"

"So" Blaine says when we got in the car and are on the move. "Your dad does know your going out right?"

"Oh, yeah I think he thought I was going out with Chandler, even though I told him that we broke up..."

"That's probably why he looked so shocked" Blaine says with a small grin.

"Yeah probably" I reply.

The rest of the ride to Breadsticks is full of talking about random unimportant stuff. But it feels right somehow. When we get there it's busy but we manage to get the same spot as Saturday, and end up ordering the same.

"So did you go to school around here?" I ask.

"Well no, Westervile. Dalton Acadamy. You?"

"Mckinley High, round the corner. I actually used to come here with the Glee club."

"No way! You were in the New Directions!"

"Yes, how do you know about them?"

"I was in the Warblers. We competed."

"No way, you can't be! Were you the lead vocalist? Now I think about it your voice does sound familiar."

"The one and only."

"You looked completely different though."

"Yeah, I used to gel my hair down and wear a tie and blazer. But that was just for school and competitions. Now I go for the more natural look."

"Of course that's why you look different. The curly hair, stubble, and actually showing some skin...I mean...Urmm..." Oh god. I actually just said that. Sure his arms are amazing in that tight white short sleeve top that leaves nothing to the imagination. But I didn't mean to say my thoughts out loud.

"You mean, you only ever saw me covered head to toe in uniform."

"Ye-Yeah." I stammer.

The rest of the meal we share in companionable silence with a few words here and there. After my embarrassing comment I'm trying to watch what I say out loud and what I say in my head.

"So where to?" Blaine asks once he clears the cheque. He refused to let me pay as he suggested we do it again sometime.

"The mall? I haven't had a chance to go since I got back and I wanna see if it's the same."

"Okay. Let's go."

I think Blaine now regrets saying yes to going to the mall because 4 hours later we a sitting in the Lima Bean with a Medium Drip for him and a Grande Nonfat Mocha for me. With 8 bags surrounding our feet, 7 of which are mine. Blaine bought some bow ties, some of my buys included a scarf, a pair of jeans (which Blaine complimented when I tried them on), and a new baseball cap for my dad.

"Hey are you okay?" I ask Blaine as he has his head on the table.

"So. Tired." he reply's. Eventually he lifts his head up and I laugh at his 'really' expression when I suggest more shopping.

"Are you trying to kill me?" He asks tiredly.

"No I-I just don't want to say goodbye yet."

"Okay...How about we go to my place? We could watch a film, and order a pizza."

"Yeah that sounds great."

"Okay lets go."

I send a quick message to my dad on the way to the car

To Dad,

(Mon, 5:43)I'm going round Blaines. So I'll see you later. Love you.

-Kurt

On the way to Blaines we turn on the radio and sing along to all the songs. As we are pulling into his apartment building car park I check my messages.

To Kurt,

(Mon, 5:46)Okay have fun. Love you too.

-Dad

We go up the elevator to floor 3 and go to studio apartment 3B. Its quite big for a studio apartment with a kitchen to the left of the room, couch in the middle facing the wall ahead which is almost all window, with a large TV in the center and a double bed in the far right hand corner. There are also a door which I assume goes into the bathroom on the right hand wall, with a wardrobe and chest of draws along the wall with the front door.

"It's nothing much, but it's enough." Blaine says after a few moments.

"It's nice, my apartment in New York is like this but smaller and without the window wall" I say with a smile.

"Do you want to pick something to watch, there are some films in the draw over there."

"Yeah, okay."

"I'll order a pizza is peperoni okay?"

"Yeah that's great."

Half an hour later we are sitting on the couch eating pizza watching P.S I Love You. Blaine had a wide range of films from musicals to horrors. But I thought a romance would be best because I don't feel like watching a musical and I don't like horrors. At all. But the problem is I cry every time I watch this film so that could get rather embarrassing. Half way though the film I'm not covering my tears all too well so Blaine scoots over and pulls me into his arms. And in that moment I don't want to be anywhere else. This is what I've always imaged. Not the crying over a film in front of Blaine part. But the being held when I cry, even if it is over a film.

A few times during the film I swear I hear Blaine sob but I don't say anything because I'll end up saying something like how I think its cute that a film can make him cry. Which would be very embarrassing. But now the credits are rolling I realize that he has fallen asleep. Now what do I do?

I don't know how long I sat there but apparently I fell asleep because I wake up to being carried over to the bed and tucked in. I don't know whether or not I was imagining it but I swear Blaine kisses my forehead and says 'sweet dreams' before going over to the couch. But seconds later I fall asleep again.