A/N The last chapter finished suddenly there and I liked that ending it felt like the right place to stop but I love to know what you think guys think. My chapters are short but I prefer that and end up with a lot of chapters it's easier to deal with in my head.

Running Down the Tracks.

Chapter Three, Brave-heart

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Darren had never even considered his feelings for Chris, never mind the possibility he might be in love with him. Darren had never been bothered by people's views on sexuality, he had grown up around a lot of gay men with being heavily involved in musical theatre and had always classified himself as straight and had certainly had girlfriends in his time such as Mia who he had been in a fairly long term and serious relationship with until he came to work on Glee when they decided to mutually split because of the distance with her in New York and himself in LA.

Darren had never for a moment thought he might be gay, yes when he first began his role as Blaine and the media asked if he too was gay for the first few months he replied with comments such as "why does it matter" but he was never in the closest , he just never thought it mattered. As an actor you took roles, this character just happened to like guys, to him it made no difference.

As Darren considered these feelings that were spinning around in his head he lost all sense of Blaine, all he could see was Darren, Darren and Chris and he pulled Chris in closer to him, exploring every point of physical connection between them. The way Chris's arms felt around him, the way his body curved into Darren's even though since his last growth spurt Chris was taller than Darren by a good few inches as a lot of men were. It felt so right holding Chris in his arms; he wished Chris would feel the same way.

"CUT!" The director yelled. Darren was so lost in the dance he forgot where he was. He looked back at Chris to see him slowly moving away from Darren over to the director. It was time for their big scene in the hallway. Darren was nervous, he didn't want to mess this up when he knew it would mean a lot to his… friend.

Chris and I walked the halls of the McKinley set and arrived just as the crew finished setting up the lighting and cameras. Most of the cast and crew had been dismissed for the night except for some crowd shots and retakes going on in the main gym set. They quickly ran through the shots of Blaine running after Kurt and Darren had this feeling inside that he was literally running after Chris. They finally got to the last part, the hard part; Kurt's reactions with Blaine.

Ryan waved us over "so guys you need to let it all go, I want this emotional, just let us see everything" he said with a smile, though serious, looking mostly at Chris. I put my arm around Chris's shoulder supportively as we walked to out marks ready to begin. I found it hard to fall into Blaine; my worry for Chris was all too real. I felt if I were to become Blaine I would leave Chris alone.

I watched as Chris move gracefully into Kurt. He slowly turned to face me worry and a hint of fear in his face and deeper into his eyes, tears glazing his sky tone, raising a hand to his face "Don't you get how stupid we were? We thought that because no one was teasing us or beating us up that no one cared. That some kind of progress had been made, but it's still the same."

I was so engrossed by Chris in that moment I began to reach out to touch him and for the second time that day I had forgotten where we were. The tears in his eyes nearly escaped the barrier of his eyelids as he spoke his last line, "I'm just one big anonymous practical joke." His smokescreen beginning to crack, I moved over to Chris as the tears broke the dam keeping his emotions in check.

This scene was emotional and it was clear Chris was reliving his own past through Kurt in this scene, moments flooding back, and Darren had hoped this wouldn't happen, he hated seeing Chris upset. But it was too much for Chris who was so good at handling his emotions, keeping Kurt and Chris separate.

Before I could stop myself I was holding Chris. I looked over Chris' shoulder to tell Ryan we needed a minute. I didn't need to say a word; I think he knew exactly what I was asking from the look in my eyes and the way Chris seemed to be so exhausted. Luckily most of the cast had gone home or were in the gym filming their own scenes so Chris and I were alone. Chris melted into me letting the tears fall freely now.

It was as if Chris was no longer able to stand and sunk right down, it felt as if he was drowning, and I held him close and slowly we sank together and landed softly on the floor but Chris kept his hold around me, not just sobbing now, almost like he were choking on his cries and I could do nothing but hold him and massaged his back to try and calm him, relax him. I held him so tight as if life itself depended on it. All of the Kurt had drained from Chris, and there wasn't even a trace of the usual Chris at that moment as is a shadow had passed across his face. My heart was beating so loud I thought it would break out of my chest; this young man in my arms did that to me.

"Chris" I began in a whisper, "whatever you went through at High School I can't even imagine what it must have been like for you, but what you have done tonight, that performance was breath-taking. You're a role model to so many kids, you and Kurt together. All the experiences you have they give hope to so many fans going through the same thing, they look up to you and you are an amazing person to look up to. They feel what you feel, what Kurt feels, they understand, and you show them a future where they can stand up to bullying and homophobia. I can see it hurts you but I'm here for you Chris, you're safe with me and I won't ever let you go."

Chris looked up into my eyes, his sobbing had eased but his face was still swollen and red against his milky skin, but to me he was perfect. I saw something different in those eyes, he had let Chris break through into Kurt and it was now as if Kurt was breaking through into Chris, his puffy damp eyes holding everything I felt at this moment; filled with love. In that moment Chris adjusted his limp body and turned to face me, staring directly into his eyes and he leaned in and kissed me.

It was hesitant at first, unsure, his body felt ridged in my arms then I began to kiss him back with more emotion that I could ever imagine feeling in my whole life put into that one kiss and he did too; I felt the love and the compassion, everything I loved about the man in my arms. The kiss deepened and bit his bottom lip gently before running my tongue across his lips as if asking permission and his mouth opened in response and I allowed myself to explore every inch of his mouth, taking in every detail, memorising his taste. I didn't want to forget a single thing.

And then we broke apart, both of us inhaling deeply as if we had not breathed for the longest time. My heart was racing. Chris smiled, he could feel it as we were pressed so closely together and he reached up and put his hand on my chest and whispered in my ear "like the song" and I repeated "like the song" with a smile on my face. I pulled Chris into me so he was comfortable in my arms instead of the position from collapsing to the floor.

"Thank you, Darren, for everything today" he paused for a moment "it was hard, that scene remembering my own prom and my own days at High School. I- I'm usually good at keeping Chris away from Kurt too much but today was a bit too much, it was too much to keep hidden. I ran away, I was home schooled for a while because the bullying was so bad, and Kurt didn't run away today, and that should have been me, I should have stood up but I couldn't and this just brought it all back. I wasn't like Kurt, I didn't have a Blaine to take me to prom, I was alone, I went with my friends of course but they were only taking pity on me." Chris told me slowly.

I was glad he could tell me all of this and I held him tightly, rocking him gently in my arms. "Thanks for being here Darren, you listen to me and I think you understand better than Lea or Ashley or Amber ever could. You said everything I could ever want to hear. Thank you." Chris said softy before burying his head into my chest.

We sat there in silence, a comfortable silence, for a long time, Chris laying on me, he looked so content, the fear and sadness gone from his eyes, though my brow was still furrowed in worry. I never knew what had happen in Chris's High School days and every cell of my body felt empathy to him, and I was so proud of his bravery. He had gone through so much but Darren knew he could be there for Chris now.

A/N I hope I got the continuation right, I'm not usually one for cliff-hangers so let me know what you think! CrissConfession, I cried writing this, I am always an emotional wreck, nothing new there! xox