A/N: Hello! I'm a little quicker this time, right? There's not much I really need to say up here so I think we'll just go straight to the chapter! I hope you like it, it's pretty intense if I do say so myself. Well, not that intense, but whatever, I'll let you guys be the judge of that!

Oh, and Happy Birthday Darren Criss! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or A Walk to Remember; those rights belong to Mr Ryan Murphy himself and Nicholas Sparks.

"I've come to see if you're ready," Mike recited from the paper in his hand. He'd agreed to help Blaine rehearse for the school musical after he frantically called him about being given the lead role of Tom Thornton.

"Take a good look, lady, 'cause the only thing I'm ready for is a dirt nap," Blaine narrated, subtly covering his lines.

"Ready to look inside your heart, Tom Thornton. Your words have been heard, and not just by me."

"When you walked into… Ah, shit." Blaine scolded, irately looking over his script. "When you walked out of the rain and into my club, that wasn't just a coincidence, was it?" he read.

"Nothing's coincidence. You know you're the only one who can make me sing," Mike said dramatically, holding his heart.

"Come on, man!" Blaine laughed, softly whacking him with his script. "Be serious about this! I've got three weeks to memorise this stuff!"

"You couldn't pull this off if you had three months. De Niro couldn't make this shit work. You're great at remembering lyrics, man, not scripts."

Blaine sighed and slumped onto the couch next to his friend.

"I know, but I have no choice, do I? But come on, despite it being a bit…"

"Boring." Mike filled in.

"No! Well… maybe a little. But the message it's putting out there is a good one."

"The kid who wrote this has some guts, I can tell you that. I mean, this is Ohio. Anyone who writes a script involving a gay relationship is damn brave."

"And anyone who can be out and proud here is too," Blaine muttered sorrowfully and Mike hummed in agreement.

"Speaking of which, how are you feeling about this? You know, you're playing a gay character, Blaine. Aren't you worried? This is McKinley we're talking about here."

"Of course I am how can I not be?" In actual fact, Blaine was absolutely terrified.

"It'll work out. Everyone knows you're straight so it won't be a problem, and it's not like you have to kiss Hummel or anything."

But I want to.

Blaine quickly shook himself of the thoughts of Kurt's soft lips. "…Yeah! Yeah, you're right," he put on a smile to cover his internal panic and Mike clapped his shoulder.

"So, how was glee club?"

"Oh, my God, Mike, it was great," Blaine gushed, a genuine smile gracing his features.

"Good. I'm happy for you, man." Mike smiled too as if Blaine's was infectious. "I'm glad you've got an excuse to join."

"Yeah, me too."

"And don't worry, the guys understand why you're there, they're not gonna start thinking you've gone all gay on us or anything."

"Yeah…" At least Blaine hoped they didn't because he doesn't think that'd end so well.

Mike wasn't proving to be much use with helping Blaine learn his lines and he knew he couldn't do it on his own. There was only one person he could think of that would help him and he's just hoping that he'll agree. Plus, he was hoping that he didn't make a fool out of himself when he asks him.

There he is. Just stay calm, go over there, ask him and then walk away. Easy.

Blaine stared at Kurt stood at his locker in the virtually empty hallway. He was wearing a bowtie again, a white one this time, and Blaine thought it was the cutest little thing. He inhales deeply and made his way over to the boy, his hands shaking for some unknown reason. Why was he nervous? It wasn't like he was asking him out on a date or anything. Oh, great, now he was thinking about asking Kurt out and that wasn't helping at all.

"Hey, Kurt." Blaine greeted causing Kurt to jump. "Sorry! I didn't mean to startle you! Sorry."

"It's okay, Blaine. We really need to stop creeping up on each other like that." Kurt smiled brightly making Blaine go weak at the knees.

"Yeah, we do," he chuckled.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, yeah fine. I… I, um, love your bowtie, by the way."

Oh, my God, what are you doing?! 'I love your bowtie'? So much for not making a fool of yourself.

"Oh, really?" Kurt asked surprised, his eyebrows shooting up.

"Um… Yeah." Blaine mumbled, he cheeks flushed.

"Well, thank you. So, is there something you need?"

"Actually, I was wondering if you couldhelpmewithmylines."

"Come again?"

"Would you help me with my lines?" Blaine looked up at Kurt hopefully.

"Your lines? For the play?"

"Uh, yeah, if you wouldn't mind. Mike tried helping me and he was terrible. Don't tell him I said that." Blaine added with a wink and Kurt blushed.

Whoa, did I just wink at him? Where did that come from?

"Um- Well- I- Um… Sure."

"Thank you," Blaine sighed in relief.

"But on one condition."

"What's that?"

"You have to promise you won't fall in love with me," Kurt stated looking directly into Blaine's now wide eyes.

What. The. Fuck. Blaine's head was going crazy. Did Kurt know he was gay? Had he figured out his secret? What the hell is going on? Was it the bowtie comment? It was, Blaine you idiot. He couldn't form any words; he just stood gaping at him like a fish out of water. How was he supposed to answer that? He could lie and say it wouldn't be a problem, basically deny being gay, or he could come clean and admit his well kept secret. Either way, he was going to have to lie because if he did come clean, he still couldn't tell Kurt about his feelings for him. He knew one thing though; he won't be able to keep that promise.

"I-I-I… We-…Um…"

Kurt noticed his hesitation and inability to form words. That was enough of an answer for him.

"Am I right then? You're-" he glanced around quickly to make sure the coast was clear before whispering "gay?"

"I-I…" There's no point denying it now, Blaine thought. "Y-Yes."

There. He'd done it. He'd come out to Kurt.

"I knew it!" Kurt exclaimed.

He did?

"Y-You did?

"I had my suspicions. Come on, we'll go to my house. We can talk if you want or just go over some lines," Kurt suggested tugging on Blaine's arm lightly.

"Okay." Blaine let Kurt drag him outside, still in the state of astonishment over what had just happened. He followed behind Kurt in a sort of trance and barely even noticed he was in Kurt's car. He was vaguely aware that Kurt had turned on the radio and was driving out of the parking lot.

Blaine didn't know how asking Kurt to help him with his lines had turned into Blaine coming out to him instead. He knew Kurt was going to find out sooner or later, but he never planned on it happening like this or so soon. Kurt was going to ask questions, he knew that for sure, but Blaine didn't know if he was ready to tell him the whole story.

"We're here." Already? Blaine silently nodded and got out of the car. Kurt led him into his house and carefully shut the door behind them. "You can leave your shoes here," he instructed as he removed his own and Blaine followed suit.

"Kurt, is that you?" a voice called from another room and Blaine recognised it as Finn's.

Of course, they're step brothers now, he reminded himself.

Before Kurt could form a response, Finn came barging out of what Blaine guessed was the kitchen, a plate full of sandwiches occupying his hand. He stopped short when he realised Kurt wasn't alone.

"Oh, hey dude. What're you doing here?"

"We're going over lines for the musical. We'll be up in my room if you need us."

"Okay, cool. Hey, are you alright, Blaine?" Finn asked, noticing Blaine's distant expression.

"Oh, yeah… I'm fine."

"Okay, dude. Mom and Burt aren't home yet," he told Kurt.

"I figured. Just tell them where I am when they're back. Come on, Blaine," he followed Kurt wordlessly up the stairs.

Kurt's room was exactly like Blaine had imagined. Everything was so… Kurt. He was still too shocked to even acknowledge the fact that he was in Kurt's house, he knew he should probably be freaking out mentally right now but he couldn't summon the energy to do so.

"Nice room," he complimented as Kurt set down his bag.

"Thanks. I designed it myself," Kurt said proudly. "So… What do you want to do?" he asked a little too innocently.

"We can talk, I know you want to."

"We don't have to, it's fine."

"No. I think talking would be… good."

"Okay," he replied sitting down on his bed. "Blaine, you can sit down, you know."

"Right. Yeah." Blaine awkwardly sat next to him, keeping enough distance for a third person between them. "I don't know where to start."

"Well… How about when you realised you were gay," Kurt suggested.

"When I was 14."

"Wait, what?" Kurt asked, completely bemused.

"I know, you weren't expecting that, were you?"

"No, I honestly wasn't. So, you've kept it a secret?"

"I have. Well, until now."

"Am I the only one who knows?"

"Just you and my Mom," and everyone else at my old school.

"Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me," Kurt said genuinely, placing his hand upon Blaine's.

Blaine smiled in response, not trusting his voice because he knew that whatever came out of his mouth wouldn't sound human over the fact that Kurt was basically holding his hand.

"So, why did you keep it a secret?"

Blaine knew that question was coming. He knew Kurt would want to know. He wanted to tell him the whole story, he really did. But be couldn't. Not yet, anyway.

"Listen, Kurt, I do trust you, I really do, but I'm not ready to tell you everything yet. I'm sorry. I'll tell you the basics but not everything. I'm sorry, I just-"

"No, Blaine, it's fine," Kurt interrupted Blaine's rambling, squeezing his hand gently. "Just tell me what you can."

"Thank you. I will tell you one day, I promise. Just not today." Kurt nodded and scooted closer to Blaine, leaving just enough space for their joined hands between them. Blaine was thankful for the closeness, it gave him some form of comfort. That and a load of goose bumps because he could feel the heat of Kurt's body on his own.

"Well, okay. I'm guessing you heard the reason why I transferred to McKinley back in sophomore year?" Kurt nodded; practically everyone knew why. "I thought you would. Well, what you know is only half the story, I guess you could say. My parents did get divorced because my Dad was having an affair but we could've happily stayed in Westerville," Blaine explained.

"Okay, so, you didn't move here because of the divorce." Kurt stated to show Blaine he was following so far.

"Right. My Dad still lives in Westerville and he and my Mom are on pretty good terms. Yeah, my Mom was upset but she knew the marriage wasn't particularly working out so it was easier for her to stay on speaking terms with him."

"Wait, so your parents are still speaking but what about you and your Dad?" Kurt questioned and Blaine's face darkened slightly.

"We're not on the best of terms, no. He left when I, we, needed him most. He keeps trying to heal our relationship but I can't find it in me to forgive him yet. My Mom tries as well because she thinks I need a father figure in my life and yes, sometimes I do wish I had my Dad to talk to, but I'm not ready to overlook that fact that he left us.

"He left just before my fifteenth birthday and it was around the time I came out. They were both fine with it and it was a huge relief but it wasn't the same story at my school." Kurt looked down sadly, empathising with Blaine completely.

"I guess you could say I trusted the wrong person. I had this friend, Shane, he'd been my friend for years and we virtually told each other everything. After I told my parents, I thought it was only right to tell him too, but it's a decision I really regret.

"When I told him, at first he laughed it off and told me to 'stop joking around' but when I didn't respond he realised that I wasn't joking. He just looked at me like I was some unwanted dirt and started accusing me of ruining what we had. I tried to explain that it wasn't something I could control but he just brushed it off and told me to leave him alone because he didn't want to be around a stupid fag like me. It just… It hurt so much because I wanted to know I'd at least have one friend when I eventually came out to the whole school because I knew it was going to be tough.

"Anyway, the next day, he told the jocks that I was gay which resulted in the entire school knowing. He outed me, Kurt. To this day I still can't believe someone I thought was my friend would do that to me. He was someone I thought I could trust but practically turned his back on me and joined in with the daily harassment I got just because I liked boys. Every time he pushed me into lockers or called me names, I had to look at the face of someone who betrayed me and hurt me in ways unimaginable." Blaine didn't even realise he was crying until he felt the droplets fall onto his hand. This was the first time he'd ever told anyone beside his Mom what had happened and unleashing all of these feelings was painful; he hadn't even told Kurt the worst of it.

"Oh, Blaine… I'm so sorry." Kurt choked, his own tears falling freely down his cheeks.

"No, don't be sorry, it wasn't your fault." Blaine didn't want Kurt to feel sorry for him.

"I know, but… What he did to you, that wasn't fair at all. You didn't deserve that, Blaine."

"Yeah… Anyway, something happened which I'm not so ready to talk about yet and my Mom decided it was time to leave. My Dad wanted to help but I was so angry at him for leaving me while I was getting bullied so I just sent him away. My Mom didn't like it, but she understood and she keeps him updated with everything going on.

"My Mom and I decided that it was too risky to be out after what happened so that's why I've been playing it straight at McKinley. I would rather be like you and embrace who I am but… I was so scared. I hate being scared, I hate the person I've created and I hate that I have to tell all of these lies." Blaine was full on sobbing now as he poured out all his feelings and Kurt closed the remaining distance between them. He held Blaine closely as he cried into his shoulder, gently stroking his curls.

Kurt didn't know what to say. He cried with Blaine, letting out all the anger he felt towards Shane and the sadness he felt for Blaine through his tears. He knew what it was like to be bullied and he was glad he was able to come out when he was ready. He couldn't imagine how it must've felt for Blaine to be forced out of the closet.

Blaine felt comfort from the boys embrace, he felt safe. He couldn't even bring himself to be embarrassed over his break down because he knew Kurt understood and wouldn't judge him. It felt good in a way to be able to get it all off of his chest and finally tell someone the truth. It was almost like a weight had been lifted and he didn't know where this would leave him and Kurt, but for now, he was glad Kurt was there.

After Blaine came out to Kurt, the two became a lot closer. Blaine was able to be himself around Kurt without the added worry. They learnt a lot about each other over the hours they spent talking in between rehearsing their lines. They found a shared love for Broadway and spent some days just sitting watching their favourites and singing along with every song. Kurt made Blaine a CD with a bunch of different Broadway classics on. When Kurt gave it to him, Blaine wanted to cry. It was the first time in years he'd ever really received anything from a friend. Yeah, Mike would get him something for his birthday but it was never anything special. He's not told Kurt, but he listens to it every day on repeat.

The more Blaine learnt about Kurt, even the little things, made him fall harder for him every day. He couldn't help it, Kurt made him feel things he'd never felt before and made him feel completely at ease. He knew he couldn't say anything though, he remembered the promise Kurt had mentioned. That promise haunts Blaine each day. He goes to bed thinking about it. If anything, all he'd like to know is why Kurt would say that in the first place.

He's not too sure if he wants to hear the answer to that question though, because he's got a feeling he wouldn't like the answer.

A/N: There we go! Chapter 7! I hope you all liked the way I wrote this chapter and everything in it, it took me a while. Please leave a review and tell me what you think, it'll make my day!

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