Kurt was standing outside Wal-Mart waiting for Simon to appear, it was 4.55pm and he knew Simon would be finishing work soon.

Kurt was nervous. He had rehearsed his break up speech about 20 times in the mirror at home.

"It's not you, it's me" "I'm sorry, it's not fair to lead you on"

He was so distracted he didn't notice Simon walking up beside him smiling broadly. "Hey there, I didn't expect to see you today I thought you were sick?"

"Oh" Kurt jumped "Hi, I ah... I'm feeling better now" There was an awkward silence and Kurt spoke again."I came to see you coz.. well... we need to talk"

Simon's smile fell from his face immediately. He had sort of been expecting this. Kurt was a great guy, good fun to be with, beautiful, really beautiful. But Simon had always felt Kurt wasn't really that into him. They had kissed and held hands but Kurt was never enthusiastic about the intimate side of their relationship. That had always been very one sided, Simon always initiating the kissing and physical contact. Kurt never seemed 'that' comfortable with it.

Simon spoke first "Kurt I know what you're going to say" he looked upset, his eyes were watering and Kurt really hoped he wouldn't start crying right there outside the store. Kurt reached out putting his hand lightly on his shoulder "I'm sorry Simon it's me, I just don't feel ..." "b..but... I can change" Simon spluttered out "do you want me to give you more space, maybe if I call you less or I can stop seeing you too much at school...I know it can be a bit too much waiting at your locker for you every morning, I can change..Kurt, please, I really like you, please don't break up with me" the tears were running down his cheeks now and Kurt didn't know where to look or what to do.

Simon eventually stopped crying and wiped his face on his sleeve, gathering himself a little, he cleared his throat "Is there someone else?" Kurt shifted awkwardly on his feet; he wasn't prepared for this question. "err.. n..no" Kurt stammered slightly "It's just I don't feel the same way about you, I'm sorry" Simon's sadness was quickly turning to anger. "I don't believe you, you're lying" his voice getting a little louder and people were beginning to look over in their direction. "There is someone else, WHO IS IT? TELL ME" He was pointing at Kurt his face getting redder and redder. "Jesus Simon, calm down and stop shouting" Kurt was speaking in a low voice looking around to see who was watching. "there isn't anyone else, I'm sorry I just don't want to date you anymore" Simon took a deep breath and looked at Kurt "well your loss Kurt Hummel, I hope you and whoever this guy is are fucking miserable together" with that he stormed off toward the car park and out of sight.

"Christ" Kurt muttered under his breath, looking around to see if anyone was still looking.

He glanced at his watch, it was 5.15 Blaine would be over at 7, he needed to get home and prepare...

By the time Blaine got to his house it was already 1.30pm he checked his phone, no reply from Kurt, he wondered where he was? He headed up to his room followed lazily by putty. The house was quiet, his Mom was probably out shopping, and his Dad... well he always worked even at the weekends so he was out too. Blaine's older brother was away at college in New York and Blaine really missed him.

He stripped off his clothes and stepped into the shower, he was sticky and sweaty from the long walk. As he stood there letting the water run through his hair over his body he started thinking about Kurt again... Kurt's lips, why could Blaine not stop thinking about Kurt's bloody lips and his mouth. He allowed the same images and thoughts from the previous evening to float back into his mind. Kurt kissing his stomach, running his fingers over his chest, unzipping his jeans, touching him gently. Blaine started to get hard and his first reaction was NO, I cannot do this, I should not do this, think about Kurt and jerk off in the shower... but he couldn't stop himself. Tentatively he started to touch and think about Kurt, he imagined they were Kurt's delicate soft hands wrapped around his cock stroking him slowly, and then Kurt's mouth taking him in, sucking him slowly and deeply. Blaine was completely lost in the fantasy, his hand moving faster as Kurt took him in deeper and faster, licking his cock with his amazing tongue. Blaine moaned out "fuck...Kurt" as he came. He stood there leaning back against the wall slowly coming back to his senses. He has just fantasised about a guy, giving him a blow job. Not just any guy but Kurt! It was the most incredible feeling he had ever had...

He washed his hair and cleaned up quickly, as he stepped out of the shower, his phone beeped. It was a message from Kurt,

Sure, 7 is ok, c u then, K

He smiled to himself and looked in the mirror, shit, he thought I really need to break up with Amy.