A/N: Hey guys, third chapter is here! Thanks to all of you who reviewed - a big shout out to Charmedmich, you're so sweet - but really I'm getting an amazing feedback to this story and I couldn't be more flattered. I'm really sorry when you find grammar mistakes but I try to do my best with english, since it's not my first language.

Anyway if you watch Entourage, you might find I took the liberty to do something inspired by it, here. Enjoy!

Getting to know you

"Oh. My. God. You're Blaine Anderson!"

A couple of girls approached them as soon as they took a seat at the Bamboo Inn, one of the fanciest Chinese restaurant in LA. Blaine smiled at the girls, the most charming smile Kurt had ever seen, and they just melted in front of him.

"Hi, ladies."

They squeaked and started giggling. When they asked for a photo, Blaine was happy to oblige with that same smile. When they left, he got back on his seat and started reading the menu.

"What do I want? What do I want?" He whispered to himself.

Kurt was supposed to decide too, but he couldn't help but stare at the boy across the table. His eyes squinted to read and his mouth formed a weird pout – he closed the menu shut all of a sudden.

"Okay. I know!"

"What?"

"I know what to order."

"Oh, I don't."

Blaine lowered Kurt's menu and shook his head. He got closer to Kurt and whispered.

"I pay, I pick."

Kurt swallowed hard and tried to say something but, when he opened his mouth, no sound came out. So he just nodded and started drinking some water. Blaine called the waiter and ordered something, Kurt went on sipping his water, even when Blaine turned to look at him without saying a word. They just stared at each other for a couple of minutes but then Kurt looked away, pretty embarrassed by Blaine's studious look. Fortunately the waiter arrived just in time with Blaine's drink - Kurt just stuck with water - and some egg rolls. Blaine grabbed one and gave a big bite, still with his mouth full he started talking.

"So, what's your story?"

"My story?"

"Alex told me you just moved here."

"Yeah."

"From where?"

"Lima, Ohio."

"No kidding! I'm from Westerville."

"It's a small world, after all."

Blaine smiled and encouraged Kurt to go on.

"There's really nothing to say."

"We're gonna be spending a lot of time together, the least you can do is tell me who you are. How do I know you're not some psycho who will try to kill me when I'm not looking?"

"I'm not some psycho but I cannot assure you I won't try to kill you."

"Oh, really?"

"That depends."

"On what?"

"On your behavior."

"You mean I don't have to be a bad boy?"

Blaine gave Kurt a knowing look. Was he flirting with him? Wasn't Blaine straight? Kurt actually remembered reading something about Blaine's fling with his agent. He noticed Blaine was waiting for an answer, so he cleared his mind. Okay, two can play at this game.

"That's right. I'm used to punish bad boys." He got closer to Blaine's ear. "Punish hard."

Blaine tried to stay serious but he just couldn't, he laughed at Kurt's face, leaving the boy quite confused.

"I like you, Kurt Hummel." He nodded a couple of times and took a sip of his drink. "I really like you."

"Yes, Alex, we're gonna be there in five."

They were back in the car, headed back to the office, and Blaine just got a call from Alexis complaining they were late.

"I swear, we're just around the corner."

He hung up and snorted.

"Sometime I can't stand her."

"Isn't she your girlfriend or something?"

Kurt couldn't believe he asked something like that, he knew the guy since that morning, for god's sake. Blaine seemed caught off guard but relaxed immediately.

"Well, girlfriend is a big word. We like to fool around."

"Oh."

Kurt was a bit disappointed, sure he knew Blaine was straight but, after all that flirting he forgot about that tiny detail. Elijah parked the car right outside the building and both men rushed to the front door.

As soon as they arrived at the office, Blaine and Alexis barricaded behind the door so Kurt decided to check the appointments for the next day: 8AM – pick up laundry, 9AM – buy breakfast that has to be at Blaine's home at 9.45 sharp. Kurt continued reading, the list was long, but he was glad to find out that he had the night off – only to discover that it was because the day after tomorrow, he had to fly with Blaine to New York for that David Letterman interview. He sighed and looked at the time: 2.55PM, three more hours to go.

"You really need to sign this, Blaine."

"I don't wanna do that movie! It's stupid!"

"Blaine is a 5 million dollars contract!"

"I don't care!"

"Well, I do!"

Blaine was covering every inch of the room, going back and forth and shaking his head. That movie would've been a disaster but, on the other hand, he understood that a big contract would be important for his career.

"I'm sorry, Alex. I refuse to make myself ridiculous with another movie about vampires and werewolves: enough already!"

Alex rolled her eyes and got closer to Blaine, she put her hand on his shoulder and stopped his wandering through the room.

"Honey, I told you this more than once: is not about you now."

"I am the star! I bet I have thousands of scripts just waiting for me!"

"Yes! But they are independent movies, you cannot afford to do what you like now!"

Blaine sighed and looked at the woman, they've been friends for many years now and he knew she had the boy's best interest at heart, but he wouldn't become a sell-out. Alex just knew from Blaine's eyes that she had lost the battle.

"Okay." She patted the boy on the back. "I'll call the producer and I'll tell him we're out."

She took her seat behind the desk and started making the call, Blaine just stood there, waiting for the producer to pick up but, instead, Alex told him to go.

"What?"

"You can go. You're free for the day."

"I wanna know how this turns out."

"I can handle this. You can go."

Blaine sighed but couldn't do anything except exit the room, so he did. As soon as he closed the door, he gave a punch in the wall next to it, making Kurt jump off his chair.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there."

"It's okay. Is something wrong?"

"Nah, the usual."

But Kurt noticed the crack in Blaine's voice, ignoring it, he just continued doing some research on the internet. Blaine took a seat on top of his desk.

"Watcha doin'?"

He sounded like a curious kid and he acted like one: he started touching the few things Kurt had on his desk, like his pen case or the stuffed rhino he got from his mum when he was three. Then he grabbed the framed picture Kurt had put right next to his computer screen.

"Is this your family?"

"Yes. The one with the baseball cap is my father, the woman next to him is Carole, my step-mom and that's Finn."

"Brother?"

"Step-brother."

"I see."

There was an awkward silent between them. Kurt knew it would happen: people were always weird when you showed them a different type of "family" as they know it.

"My mother died when I was eight."

"It's okay, you don't have to tell me."

Blaine started playing with one of the pencils, looking at the ceiling. Then he got up with a little jump and dropped the pencil in the case.

"Well, I'm outta here. I'll see you tomorrow, Kurt Hummel."

And with that, before Kurt could reply, he was out of sight.

"What am I supposed to do when he's not here?"

Kurt pushed the door open and just crawl to the couch in the living room. After Blaine was gone, Alexis got out of the office and made him re-arrange some files and folders in her office. He spent the last two hours between paper and dust, not so good for his skin. He kicked his shoes off and closed his eyes, just wanting peace and quiet – well, at least that's what he thought.

"Kuuuuuuurt!"

Penny was running through the corridor, at the end of it, she stumbled and landed right on the floor next to the couch. Kurt helped her get up and they sit together.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, don't worry. I stumble, a lot. It's kinda my thing."

Kurt smiled and crossed his legs, trying to be in a more comfortable position.

"So…how is he?"

"Who?"

"Come on! Don't make me beg you! How's Blaine?"

"He is…short."

"An entire day with superstar Blaine Anderson and that's what you got? Come on! I wanna hear the dirty stuff!"

"There isn't dirty stuff. We just went shopping!"

"Oh, dear." Penny lifted a hand to her forehead. "You saw him naked?"

"No, not naked. Just with his shirt open."

"And where are the pictures?"

"What pictures?"

"Well, Kurt Hummel, it looks to me I have to teach you everything! If Blaine Anderson is half naked in front of you, you take pictures!"

Kurt laughed and got up to go to the kitchen, he was so hungry and was really trying to escape the conversation, but Penny followed him.

"There's some pasta for you in the oven. You just have to warm it up."

"Oh, thanks."

"I have to go. I have a date. But it's not over! I wanna know everything!"

"Okay, okay. I'll see you later."

That said, Penny got out of the room, leaving Kurt with his pasta. He thought about his day and his memory immediately went to Blaine. The corners of his lips went up, almost involuntarily, but he just didn't think about it too much and started eating.

TBC