Chapter 5:

'I took them to my house. Blaine said Kurt was throwing up and had a fever. -P'

'Well why does Blaine have to go too? -J'

Puck looked back in the back seat of his car and shook his head. He drove as fast as he could down the empty road to get them to his house.

'He said he needed to get home. -P'

'Oh, well, tell him to call me whenever so I can bring his food. -J'

'K. -P'

Puck tossed his phone over to the passenger seat of the car.

"I can't believe this-"

"Don't tell Jared!" Blaine said, his eyes rimmed with tears.

"Look, I'm not. But, you can't do this." Puck pulled in to his drive way and unlocked the car doors.

"Why didn't you freak out... When you saw us?" Blaine clenched his fist. He cautiously looked over to Kurt, whose hair was a mess and his cheeks were a red. He couldn't believe he had done this. He knew he wanted to, but he shouldn't have. Blaine forced his eyes closed, wishing this wasn't true.

"Because I knew, sooner or later you two would end up having sex." They all exited the car and walked up the driveway. Puck's house was a big blue colored house. It was two stories.

"Wait, who told you?" Blaine said stopped Puck from walking into the house.

"Kurt did." He pushed his way through. Blaine dropped to his knees, and looked down.

"So, your telling everyone? is that what you do? Fuck innocent boys and tell everyone?"

"No Blaine-"

"Don't. Don't talk to me ever. You need to understand that I'm with Jared, no matter how hard you want me." Blaine covered his bare chest, looking up to Kurt with wet eyes. "This was all a mistake, okay? Just a mistake." He stood up, pulling his jeans up a little, then walked in the house.

Kurt stood there, wide mouthed. "You don't understand." He whispered.

"Okay Blaine. Are you sure you're ready for this?" Sam said smiling. Blaine sat down in the chair blinking hard. He nodded. He put his hand in his curls and patted them.

"Good bye babies." Sam, Puck, Jared, and he hairdresser laughed. Everyone but Kurt. He was in the back looking anywhere but at Blaine. Kurt was wearing a tight tee shirt and blue tight skinny jeans that showed off his butt. His hair was spiked with tons of gel.

He had screwed up bigtime. But he knew he did the right thing. The only thing Blaine has said to him was 'hi' to him this morning when they picked him up at Jared's house.

"Okay, here we go, sir." The lady picked up a few curls and cut them off. Blaine whimpered playfully. About fifteen minutes later and five minutes added to that from straightening Blaine looked a million times better. His hair was shorter than Sam's, but longer than Finn's. He then stood up and walked over the mirror.

"If you don't mind, I would like to do my own gel." The hair dresser nodded and walked off to go ring up their bill. He unscrewed the cap and grabbed tons of gel. He plopped it on his hair, and started to mush it together. Instantly his hair started to curl again. He grabbed a brush and started to brush it back. He put his hand in his hair and started to rub it all in his hair so that it would curl faster. "There," He turned around to show everyone. "How is it? To much gel? Did you like it straight? I could straighten it again."

"Damn, Anderson. You actual look good." Puck said playfully. Blaine smirked.

"What do you mean? Do I never look good?" He laughed walking to grab Jared's hand. Kurt cringed. Puck laughed and signaled for them to go to the store beside of them.

"Now for the clothing!" Sam said. "I definitely need new shirts" Puck went with Sam to go find some tee shirts.

"Hey Kurt, come help us find stuff for Blaine. You are the fashion expert." Jared said patted Kurt on the back. Kurt hummed softly and followed them to the jean section.

"I was thinking just jean shorts?" Blaine said. He didn't look over at Kurt, just staring at his new hair in the mirror. Kurt made a face.

"Sure." He said softly.

"What, no! Kurt what's wrong, you don't seem into it today. And Blaine really, jean shorts. Who are you?" Jared turned to look at Kurt. "Are you okay?"

Kurt shrugged. "I'm okay." He glanced over at Blaine who was staring at him through the mirror. Kurt sat down on a bench and threw his right leg over his left.

"Okay, well you're getting skinny jeans Blaine. No shorts." He smacked Blaine on the butt and walked back to the skinny jeans section which was on the other side of the store. Blaine sighed and starred at Kurt through the mirror again. Kurt was about to say something before he spotted him.

"Uh, yes?" Kurt stood up, deciding to look through the clothes on the nearest rack.

"Nothing. I thought I saw something.." Blaine fixed the tee shirt he was wearing. It had 'FLC' written in blue.

"You were staring at me pretty long."

"Look I thought I saw something."

"Hmm, okay."

Blaine threw the shorts he was holding on the ground. Kurt looked at him, his eyes wide. Blaine face red. He was about to yell something at him, but he stopped because the look of fear and hurt was playing on Kurt's face. He sighed and picked up the shorts.

"I'm gonna try these clothes on." Blaine said grabbing random clothes that probably weren't in his size. He then left Kurt to go into the dressing room. A few minutes later Jared came by. He sat playfully on Kurt's lap, who cringed and pushed him off. They both laughed a little, Kurt taking his headphones off.

"Hey where's Blaine?"

"Uh he's in one of the rooms, trying clothes on." Jared flipped his hair back.

"Oh, well can you stay here while Sam and I go get everyone pretzels and shakes?"

"Yeah sure. But where's Puck?"

Jared shrugged. "He said Mr. Shue called him for something. But he'll be back soon I think." Jared laughed, and told Kurt he'd be right back.

"Uh, Kurt?" Kurt sat up once he heard his name. "I need help." Kurt followed Blaine's voice to the last room on and knocked. It was ajar, so he stepped in.

He shouldn't have.

Blaine has some super tight jean on that clearly weren't his size. He couldn't get them over the round of his butt, so that made it look even bigger. Blaine turned around when he heard Kurt gag softly, choking on his spit. What didn't help was that Blaine was where super tight underwear, so you could clearly see a bulge.

"I uh, need a couple size larger." Blaine said looking at Kurt sideways.

"No, you just need help getting them on. I'll call Jared and see if he could come help you." Kurt pulled out his phone and was about to pull it up to his ear before Blaine grabbed hold of his wrist.

"I can't stay here and wait for him to get back wherever he went. Just," he let go of his wrist. "Help me." Blaine turned around, facing the mirror. Kurt cleared his throat and grabbed the back of Blaine's jeans.

Which made him touch Blaine's butt. He pulled up, but the jeans wouldn't budge. Blaine grunted.

"They're not budging."

"Just pull harder!" Blaine stood against the mirror, squeezing his butt together, trying to make the jeans fit. Kurt cautiously stared at his butt, glancing back an Forth between it and his shoes. He finally got them up, out of breath.

Blaine smiled to himself, pleased at the way they fit. "I'm getting these." Blaine said proudly.

"Blaine, don't you think you need a bigger size?" Blaine shook his head. "Well, can you walk in those?" Blaine tried to walk but ripping the pants in progress. Kurt mentally frowned, because Blaine's ass look so good in those.

"Just help me out of these. I guess I'll just get some tee shirts and plaid long sleeves. Maybe a few skinny jeans."

It took them a total of ten minutes to get the ripped jeans off of Blaine. Once they were out they sat on a bench outside the store to wait for everyone to return. There were a few bags sitting on the floor. Blaine sat in one end and Kurt on the other.

"Hey... Uh Kurt?" Blaine said looking over at the most beautiful man he's ever seen. Kurt turned his head, glancing at Blaine in the corner of his eye. "Us. We're okay right? I mean I know I was rude to you, and it was mainly my fault. I just can't stop talking to you."

"Yeah, we're cool. And it's my fault. I stepped over the boundary line. It's just that I couldn't contain my self. I promise it will never happen again, unless you-"

"What will never happen again?" Jared said smiling over at the two. He handed Kurt a salted pretzel and a chocolate shake. He gave Blaine a cinnamon pretzel with a strawberry shake.

"Blaine buying ridiculously tight pants. He couldn't even fit them he told me." Kurt took a bite of his pretzel.

"I wish I could've seen it!" Sam said, jokingly. They all laughed, Jared elbowing Sam in his side.

Kurt stopped when he got a phone call from his dad. He quieted everyone down.

"Hello? ... Hey dad... Wait, what? No I didn't! Where Is he? Oh my gosh okay. Bye." Kurt ended the call and jumped UP. "We-we have to go! We need to go!"

"Go where?" Blaine said, worried.

"The hospital! It's- it's Puck."

Don't worry about Puck, I just needed to end something. I mean you can worry, but I promise you, there is no dying in my stories!