The first periods passed rather quickly, mostly because Kurt was questioned by Mercedes who that guy was and because Finn wouldn't shut up about his video game towards Blaine.

Finally though, Glee club came around. Kurt decided to wait outside; he couldn't throw Blaine into the craziness right away, now could he? So when Finn and him finally arrived, Finn chatting excitedly while Blaine was simply nodded politely, he exhaled relieved. At least he was alright, at this school, you never knew.

"Hey," he smiled happily as the two of them approached them. "Hey, Kurt, have I told you-" Finn started, but he cut him off. "Finn, if I were you, I'd get inside there right now. Did you honestly buy Rachel a bouquet from the gas station? She's throwing a fit, save you butt before Mr. Schue arrives." He suggested.

Finn's face dropped. "Oh shit." He muttered and pushed past the tow of them and into the room.

"How was your day?" Kurt asked with a small smile.

"Actually pretty good so far. Finn told me all about that video game." He grinned.

"Oh I believe he did. Are you ready to dive into the crazy?"

"I think so." He agreed with a chuckle.

So they entered the room side by side.

Oh, okay. Blaine stopped in his movement for a moment. The hallways had been crowded already and there had been loads of people, but this was something else. This was nothing near what he was used to from the Warblers.

In the middle of a room, a short girl stood and was obviously taking a very small looking Finn down. And that was saying something, considering he was towering over all of them.

In the first row, a blonde girl was seated who looked slightly annoyed and straightened her dress out while the Asian couple next to her were making out. Blaine raised his eyebrows, well, they certainly didn't have problems with PDA.

In the top row, a Latina had her legs thrown over the lap of a blonde girl and was playing with a strand of her hair as they were talking.

A boy with a Mohawk was trying to cuddle up to another girl in the back, but she simply shoved his arm and almost sent him falling off his chair.

Well, this certainly looked like a fun group. A black girl who was currently talking to a boy in a wheelchair and another blonde one suddenly raised her head and caught sight of the two boys standing in the doorway.

"Kurt!" she called happily and with that, everyone stopped what they were doing. Suddenly, all eyes were on them. Well, if that wasn't awkward.

Kurt sighed heavily and took another few steps forward, motioning for Blaine to follow him.

So Blaine let Kurt lead him to a couple of free chair in the front row and unsurely sat down next to him.

The room was still pretty silent. "Who's that?" the blonde girl sitting a few seats next to them finally asked the question everyone had been dying to ask.

"Yeah, who's the hottie you brought along here, Hummel?" the Latina called from the back.

"San." The girl over who's lap she had her legs muttered and looked a little upset. "What?" she asked and held her head up high before she scrambled off of her and strutted down the few stairs, dropping down next to him. "So?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Jesus Christ," Kurt muttered as he saw the startled look on Blaine's face. "Blaine, meet Santana. Santana, this is Blaine. He's living with Finn and me." He explained. Better get over it now before things got even weirder.

"Wanky." She commented and edged closer, bumping her shoulder against Blaine's which effectively caused him to slip a little closer to Kurt. "San, drop it!" Kurt shook his head. "Why? He's hot. I'm hot. We could have really steamy sex." She suggested with a sly smirk.

"What?" Blaine piped up, a look of horror in his face as he was basically crawling up to Kurt in his attempt to put space between him and the girl.

"Don't mind her, she's always like that." Kurt shook his head. He had grown to kind of like her, but that didn't mean he didn't get to make fun of her.

"What do you say, curly?" Santana asked, completely ignoring what Kurt had just said and reached out to place a hand on his thigh. And that was when Blaine freaked. He literally jumped off his chair at the sudden touch.

He had grown familiar to Kurt's touch, but he hadn't expected that and suddenly there had been flashbacks and it was too much. His face was screwed up in fear, his eyes wide and he was trembling slightly.

"Wow, wow." Santana said, slightly shocked as he raised her hands soothingly. "Calm down. I'm not going to eat you up. At least not here and now." She commented. Kurt was blazing with rage.

"Santana, would you shut up one single time?" he snapped. Santana, who was not used to him being like that just raised one eyebrow and got up, going back to sit next to Brittany who demonstratively crossed her arms and avoided looking at her. So she snorted and crossed her legs, looking very much upset as well.

"Blaine," Kurt said quietly in the meantime. He was still stood in the middle of the room, slightly shaking and staring straight ahead while everyone else was just watching. "Blaine, look at me." He begged and edged a little closer.

But he didn't. So he closed the last space between them until he was face to face with him. "It's just me, Kurt. I'll touch you now, okay?" he said and carefully reached out to place a hand on his arm. When he didn't flinch back, Kurt rubbed his thumb soothingly over the fabric for a moment before moving both hands to his shoulders and pulling him into a hug.

He hadn't known it was that bad. Lately, Blaine had been pretty normal, he hadn't flinched much; he had been like any other teenage boy. But Kurt had already figured that his dad hadn't only yelled at him and was now proved right. He knew, they would need to have a talk about that soon, but obviously that was not the place or time.

"So, I hear we have a new student to –" Mr. Schue cut himself off and froze when he saw what was going on. The tension in the air was almost physical and the two boys hugging in the middle of the room weren't a sign of happiness either.

"What is going on?" he asked slowly.

No one answered. Kurt just slowly pulled back and met Blaine's eye. "You okay?" he whispered and Blaine nodded slowly. "Thank you." He mouthed.

Kurt softly shook his head and grabbed his hand to pull him back to the chair and sit him down.

Mr. Schue still stood, slightly awkward, in the middle of the room and looked around. "Okay…" he frowned and moved over to the piano, putting down his bag on it.

"I was saying. I hear there's a new addition to us. Blaine Anderson?" he asked as he looked at the boy seated next to Kurt. He was still holding on to his hand.

"Yes. Yeah." Blaine blinked a couple of times as he tried to relax a little and come down. It had just been Santana, just a girl who had been a little over-ambitious. He took a deep breath and looked over at Kurt.

"You don't have to right now. You can audition tomorrow." He whispered back, but Blaine refused to. He would have to get used to people touching him. So he shook his head, squeezed his hand one last time and pulled himself to his feet before he walked to the middle of the room, standing by Mr. Schue.

"Okay, thanks. I, uhm, I'm Blaine and this is my first day. I had a bit of trouble and because of that I'm now living with Kurt and Finn." He explained. He didn't really want to go into detail, but he figured he would have to reveal that much at one time or another anyways.

"Anyways, the song I picked is for someone I owe a lot." He said, his eyes locked on Kurt, leaving no doubt who that person was. "May I?" he asked Mr. Schue and gestured towards the piano. The men quickly nodded. "Yeah, sure." He grabbed his bag and instead dropped it to the ground as Blaine took a seat. He gave Kurt another smile before he started playing the first few chords. And then, he started singing.

When I'm lost in the rain
In your eyes I know I'll find the light
To light my way
And when I'm scared
And losing ground
When my world is going crazy
You can turn it all around

And when I'm down you're there
Pushing me to the top
You're always there giving me all you've got

For a shield from the storm
For a friend, for a love
to keep me safe and warm
I turn to you
For the strength to be strong
For the will to carry on
For everything you do
For everything that's true
I turn to you

When he finished, the room was silent for a second. That was until a single gasp from Kurt echoed through it, after that everything broke lose. The entire club was cheering and a few girls were even wiping their eyes. Rachel, who tried to get rid of the tear running down her cheek, punched Finn. "He sings that song to him just because and you buy me stupid flours from the gas station to our anniversary!"

Blaine smiled and blushed to a light pink which was the most adorable thing Kurt had ever seen. He was so in love with him it wasn't even – oh hold it right there. Had he really just thought that? This couldn't be happening; he had promised himself to not fall for the first gay boy he met. But what was he supposed to do if this wonderful person sang songs to him and held his hand and held him when he cried? It was impossible not to fall in love.

But he knew from past experience, that it was better to shut up about it and not say anything. He knew things could get awkward and he didn't want Blaine to think he was some creep who is going to jump his bones now that he's living with him. He had had enough stuff happening to him in his life lately, he doesn't need more drama. So Kurt wouldn't provide any.

But now Blaine was coming over and sat back down and god, he was so close and Kurt couldn't even breathe properly. "Was that okay?" he whispered while everyone else was still cheering. Kurt swallowed the lump in his throat down and nodded. "It was beautiful." And so are you, he added mentally.

Blaine looked relieved and allowed himself to look around. At one point, he caught sight of Santana who was looking at him as if trying to figure out what the deal with him was and why the hell he hadn't been all up to get down and dirty with her.

"Look, I'm sorry," he started, but she cut him off. "It's your loss, darling. You'll regret not wanting what's hidden underneath those clothes." She pouted and wriggled in her chair, trying to be nonchalant as he stuck her boobs out.

Blaine chocked a little but scrunched his nose up. "Yeah, no." he said carefully.

"I'm very much gay."

In that moment, everyone had decided to stop cheering. So his words were loud and clear in the sudden silence.

And while Santana looked very relieved and satisfied, Finn, who had been living with the boy, looked the most confused.

"Really, dude?" he asked and tilted his head to the side.

"Yeah…" Blaine couldn't help but chuckle at the boy's obliviousness.

"Cool. So, about that videogame again…"

Both Blaine and Kurt groaned and dropped their heads. And Finn had no idea what as going on.