A/N:

Big huge wait for this chapter! I am so sorry, but so many things have been going on.

Firstly, my exams are over and I PASSED THEM ALL!
(Well, except for math. But it's math. No1currs about math)

Oh, and something else happened. I met TOM FELTON! It was amazing!

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Fair warning, it's pretty much filled with Klaine, Glee, Harry Potter, Starkid and general fan-girl flailing. I apologize in advance for any randomness you may see. Lily is the name of my alter ego, so it's not actually my real name, but you'll learn what that is when you see my blog. Feel free to follow me and ask any questions you may or may not have about this fic.

Ok. That's enough with my talking. On with the story!

(The text messages that Everett receives will be in BOLD. The text messages that he sends will be in ITALICS.)

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Disclaimer: I am not Ryan, Ian or Brad due to the fact that I am a girl and do not have a penis, so I obviously don't own Glee.

TO: Harley Quinn

Dude! Big huge amazing news.
- Ev

TO: Harley Quinn

I'm serious Hails. This is what we've been waiting for!
- Everett

TO: Harley Quinn

This is really important, Hails. Like really super duper important news of importantness.
- Everettttt Andersonnnnnn

TO: Harley Quinn

Hayley! Check your phone!
- It's Everett, Bitch

TO: Harley Quinn

DAMNIT HAYLEY! STOP IGNORING ME!
-Your Evy-kins.

FROM: Harley Quinn

For god's sake, Everett. Calm the fuck down. I was at the doctors. What do you want?

TO: Harley Quinn

Oh really? How are you?

FROM: Harley Quinn

Just dandy. Now what do you want?

TO: Harley Quinn

What do you mean?

FROM: Harley Quinn

Really, Everett?

TO: Harley Quinn

….?

FROM: Harley Quinn

WHY WERE YOU SPAMMING ME WITH MESSAGES THAT SAY YOU HAVE AMAZING NEWS!

TO: Harley Quinn

Oh right!
Well, I found out from Wes that Blainers and Kurtsie are planning to go to the movies on Saturday ;)

FROM: Harley Quinn

Are you two coming home for the weekend?

TO: Harley Quinn

Yeah man.

FROM: Harley Quinn

Then Phase Two: Stalk Them Like The Creepy Fucks That We Are is a go.
I'll come over Saturday morning and we can go from there.

TO: Harley Quinn

Sounds like a plan!
See you then
xo

Kurt tore through his wardrobe, trying and failing to find something appropriate to wear.

"Hey, Kurt? How long do you- WOAH!" Finn yelled in surprise, pulling off the three articles of clothing that were thrown at him as soon as he walked through Kurt's bedroom door.

"Ugh, it's all wrong!" Kurt exclaimed.

"What's up with you?" Finn asked.

"Oh, nothing major. Blaine just asked me to go the movies with him, but no. No big deal here. I mean, it's not like this is important or anything and my stupid wardrobe sucks and everything is just shit!"

"Ok then…" Finn said uncertainly. The only other time he'd seen Kurt act like this was when he accidently spilt milk all over Kurt's favourite designer sweater. Finn actually thought he would lose his life (or his testicles) after that one. "So, is this like, a date or something?"

"I don't know! We went out for coffee earlier in the week to 'talk about us', but naturally, we ran into Rachel, Mercedes and Tina who ended up sitting with us, and Blaine and I didn't know how to tell them to leave without being rude. I swear the universe just does not like me!" Finn couldn't help but laugh at how stressed his step-brother was.

"DO NOT LAUGH AT ME FINN HUDSON!" Ok, maybe laughing wasn't very smart.

"Look, little bro, you need to calm down. You practically live with the guy. It doesn't really matter what you wear when- ALRIGHT, NO. I TAKE IT BACK. WHAT YOU WEAR IS IMPORTANT. JUST PUT THE HAIRDRYER DOWN!" Kurt glared at Finn for a moment, before reluctantly placing his hairdryer-weapon on the dresser.

"I'm sorry," Kurt said, sighing. "I just really like him, and I have no idea what he's doing, but he seems to maybe like me back, and I just want everything to be perfect."

"It totally will be. You just gotta be calm and just act like you normally would around him. He obviously likes you already, no matter what, so really, there's no point changing anything about yourself just for him. And as for your clothes? You'll find the perfect outfit eventually," Finn said with a smile. Kurt studied him, wondering where the hell that whole speech came from.

"You've been hanging out with Rachel again, haven't you?"

"Maybe."

"Chick flicks?"

"Yeah."

"Well, for once Finn, you're right."

"Really? Awesome! Wait, what do you mean 'for once?'"

"Can you pass me that shirt you're holding?"

"Thank you for throwing that at my face, by the way," Finn said sarcastically as he passed the shirt.

"Any time, brother dear. Any time." Kurt laid the shirt out on his bed with a pair of jeans that was hanging on a lamp (He actually threw his clothes around the room. What was this boy doing to him?) and his favourite shoes. "There!" He exclaimed, admiring his handy work.

"Told you so," Finn said smugly.

"Shut up."

Kurt walked up to the (extremely large) house he hoped was Blaine's and knocked on the door. After a few moments, it was thrown open and Hayley was standing there, smirking.

"Hayley, what are you doing here?"

"Well, you know. I kind of… live here," She said, looking confused.

"You mean this isn't Blaine's place?" He asked.

"Wrong house, little darlin'. Your charming suitor lives over there," She said in a mock-southern accent, pointing to the house (which was just as huge) next to hers. "You might as well come with me. I was just about to head over there myself."

"Oh, but I-"

"Never fear, Kurtsie dear. I'm going to hang out with Everett. We will not be cockblocks, I promise," Hayley said with a smile as she locked up her house. "I really don't have a choice in the matter, anyway. I'm not allowed to be alone," She explained as they walked over to Blaine's house. Instead of knocking like a normal person, she pulled out another key from her pocket and unlocked the door.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Opening the door…?" Hayley answered, looking confused again. "Are you coming, or are you just going to stand there?"

"You can't do that!" Kurt exclaimed.

"I literally do it every day. Just come on," She ordered, rolling her eyes and pulling him into the house. She locked the door behind her before walking through the house like she owned it. He had no choice but to follow her as she strolled into the kitchen dumped her keys on the counter. There were pictures of the identical boys all over the house. He saw one of a very young Blaine pulling a funny face for the camera.

"Look at Blaine!" Kurt exclaimed. Hayley merely glanced at the picture.

"That's Everett," She said matter-of-factly.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. Everett's taller and his hair was always longer. And he never smiles in photos. He always has to pull a stupid face," Hayley explained, gesturing to the other photos where the twins stood with their sister. Sure enough, Bree and Blaine were smiling sweetly and Everett was sticking out his tongue.

"Wow."

"I've known them since I was two. It's pretty easy for me to tell them apart. Well, come along, Kurtsie," she said, leading him up the stairs.

"Blainers, Ev! You guys decent?" Hayley called they reached the top floor.

"Yeah I- Kurt!" Blaine (well, he certainly hoped it was Blaine) exclaimed.

"Hey, sorry. Hayley let me in and-" He tried to explain.

"That's fine. Just let me grab a few things, and we're out of here," Blaine said, retreating to his bedroom again. Hayley followed and went straight to his drawers. Kurt wandered into the room, which was big and bright. Blaine's walls were blue and covered in photos of the Warblers and Hayley and Everett. Kurt was surprised to find a photo of him in there. He remembered Wes randomly taking it in the common room one day. He and Blaine are sitting together on the couch, making faces at the camera. Kurt smiled at the photo before turning his attention back to Blaine and Hayley.

"My hair looks like shit today. Do have like, a beanie or something?" She rummaged through it for a moment.

"Look in the left one," Blaine said as he quickly grabbed a cardigan and wallet. "You ready to go?" He asked. Kurt nodded, and Blaine walked out, knocking on Everett's door.

"What do you want loser?" Everett asked, opening his door.

"Shut up, douche bag. We're going now. Hayley's in my room. Don't burn down the house, don't steal anything and don't leave her alone."

"Yeah, yeah. I know the drill. Have fun, you two," Everett said, with a wink.

"I hate you!" Blaine called as they walked down the stairs.

"Love you too, little bro!"

"I'm older than you!" Blaine called again before shutting the door. "Please excuse my idiot of a brother." Kurt just laughed.

"Don't worry. You guys are hilarious to watch," he teased.

"Well, glad we could be a source of entertainment for you," Blaine said with a smirk as he opened the car door for Kurt.

"Such a gentleman," Kurt said.

"You know it," Blaine smiled as he climbed in to the driver's seat and started the car. "Let's go."

"Hayley?" Everett called.

"Found it!" She exclaimed, crossing the hall and entering Everett's room. She was brandishing a piece of paper which had movie titles and session times and a phone number scrawled on it. Harry Potter- 3pm was highlighted. She pulled out her cell phone and dialled the number.

"Hello? I would like to book two tickets for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows at 3pm? Hayley West… Pay on arrival? Perfect. Thank you!"

Everett glanced out the window and saw Blaine's car drive out of the street.

"And they are gone! We need to move quickly."

"Tickets are all done," Hayley said, hanging up the phone and adjusting her borrowed beanie over her wavy hair.

"Commence phase two!" Everett exclaimed as they ran down stairs and practically jumped into Everett's car.

As they arrived at the movie theatre, they had to duck and hide a few times, to avoid Kurt and Blaine noticing them.

"Ev, go get popcorn and something sticky that's not ice cream. And if you even think about saying 'that's what she said' or whatever, I just might have to kill you," Hayley instructed. Everett just laughed before running off to the line for snacks. Hayley went and paid for their tickets before her and Everett sneaked into the theatre.

They took their seats a few rows behind Kurt and Blaine who were sitting awfully close together and talking softly.

"They are going to hate us," Everett whispered. He and Hayley were sitting on the floor in the middle of a row to stay hidden.

"It's for his own good. If Kurt stays after this, then maybe he cares enough about Blaine to stick around. Maybe."

"No one's ever passed phase two, though."

"That's because the other guys Blaine took a liking to were total dickwads. I have high hopes for Kurtsie. I really hope he doesn't let us down."

"It's starting!" Everett whispered as the lights dimmed.

Kurt was glad that they were seeing a movie like Harry Potter, because it gave him a good excuse to cling onto Blaine at the scary or emotional parts. It would have been perfect, apart from the fact that someone kept on throwing candy at their heads.

"If this is someone from McKinley, I will actually scream," Kurt whispered as he yanked another piece of candy from his hair. "I'm sorry, Blaine."

"No, it's not your fault. We're not even doing anything. It's probably some stupid kid just messing around. Everett and I used to do this when we were younger." Blaine replied, still not taking his eyes off the screen.

Kurt raised his eyebrow, as he turned around to see two dark shapes dive to the floor. 'Not going to cockblock'? Bullshit, Kurt thought. Fucking Hayley and Everett. For the first time in his life, Kurt hoped that the Harry Potter would finish quickly so he could go outside and annihilate Blaine's friends. Messing with his date is one thing, but messing with his hair as well? That was just plain cruel. Kurt's attention was brought back to the end movie as Blaine rested his head on Kurt's shoulder, choking back a sob.

"Dude, he's moving in!" Everett whispered.

"Knowing Blaine, he's probably crying," Hayley whispered. "It's about to finish, Ev. Let's go."

"But… The ending!" Everett exclaimed.

"I'll take you to see it another day. We're on a strict time sensitive mission here!"

"You owe me."

"Whatever."

They crawled out of the theatre before running and diving behind an artificial tree to wait for Kurt and Blaine to leave. They finally walked out, before Blaine said something and hurried away. Kurt waiting until he was gone before turning around and glaring at the tree that Hayley and Everett were hiding behind.

"Shit, shit, shit. We've been discovered!" Everett exclaimed, gripping Hayley's gloved hand.

"Calm your tits, Ev. Let me handle this."

"What. The. Fuck!" Kurt practically yelled after he had stalked over to their hiding spot.

"Kurtsie? What a surprise! We're just here to watch Transformers!" Hayley said quickly.

"Ok, 1. Transformers isn't even showing anymore. 2. Your hands are multicoloured. So I'll say it again: What the fuck?"

"'Calm your tits, Ev. Let me handle this!'" Everett mimicked. "Nice going!"

"I have no idea what drugs you two have been taking, but I am in lo- I really like your brother and if you think that stupid, mindless stunts like this are going to scare me away? Well, you're going to have to try a lot harder. It is one thing to mess with our relationship, or lack thereof, thanks to you two, but mess with my hair and I will end you. You better thank your lucky stars that Blaine is here, or I would actually murder you both. Now leave us alone. Oh and also, bring it on, bitches, because I'm not going anywhere," Kurt said, and with a glare, he stormed off to wait for Blaine.

Hayley and Everett stared after him, too shocked to move.

"Hayley, would you judge me if I told you that I just might have shat my pants?" Everett said.

"No way, dude. That was the fucking scariest thing I've ever seen."

"I know. I don't even want to look at phase three, to be honest."

"I really don't think we have to. I think he's proved us wrong. That and I'm too shit scared to try anything else."

"What now?"

"I think I've got a new plan, Everett, dear."

"Do tell."

"Well, Kurt likes Blaine. And Blaine is absolutely crazy about Kurt, but they're both either too scared or nervous to even think about making the first move."

"Yeah…"

"And everyone knows they would be the most perfect couple ever."

"That's true."

"So, it's obvious isn't it?"

"… Not really." Hayley sighed and turned to face her partner in crime.

"We need to teach Blaine the sacred and ancient art of wooing," She said with a smirk.

"Have I ever told you that you were amazing?"

"You could stand to mention it more often. Now come on. We need to have a little WAD-Crew meeting, because we're going to need some help."

"I'm on it. The all new Operation Klaine is a go," Everett said with a smile.

There you go, have a nice long chapter to make up for my laziness.

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