Sorry there's been so long since the last update, but I'm having a writers block, so the next chapter might take a while too. Oh and sorry for it being so long. /:

Enjoy!

Kurt walked up to Brittany and Tristan who were talking to each other.

„Hey." He said as he reached them. Brittany put her right arm around him and squeezed him.

„Hi, Kurt!" She said and smiled at him, then looking at Tristan like this was incredibly amazing. Tristan made a small nod with his head as to say hi to Kurt.

„What are you talking about?" Kurt said as Brittany removed her arm.

„Tristan is going to try out for the football team." She said. Tristan scoffed and looked down in the ground, making his blonde hair cover for his eyes.

„I'm not sure I'm going to." He said and looked up again. „Plus I'm so busy with the Cheerios."

„What are you going to try out for?" Kurt said, ignoring what he had just said. Tristan sighed before answering.

„I don't know. I was quarterback on my previous school, and I'm definitely better than that Finn Hudson-"

„Finn is my brother." Kurt said and smiled at Tristan who started to slightly blush.

„Oh I had no idea." Tristan said. „Your last names are different." Kurt nodded.

„Step brothers." Tristan raised both his eyebrows before smiling.

„So how good is he really?" Kurt shrugged and felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it up and read the text. Blaine… He thought.

„I don't know… I…" „Sorry. I might have overreacted a bit." Kurt read in his head. „I don't know much… About ehm…" „But try to see it from my side." „About football." „I don't know, I am not trying to get into another discussion. I'm just really…" „…confused." Kurt said, finishing the text out loud.

„Confused?" Brittany asked as if she had no idea what was going on. „Football isn't that confusing. The only thing you have to do is throw a ball, even I know that." Both Kurt and Tristan looked puzzled at Brittany.

„Brittany, there's more to it than that." Tristan said.

„No. Lord Tubbington told me, and he is always right, Tristan. Always." Tristan stared disoriented at Brittany before starting to tell her about the rules in football. Kurt looked at the last sentence of the text. „I'm just really confused." He sighed nervously and replied. „About what?" He put his phone back in his pocket and looked at Tristan who was telling Brittany about the point system. His almost white hair kept getting in the way, going in in front of his bright blue eyes.

„No." Brittany said after Tristan had explained something to her. „Not true." Kurt laughed and shook his head.

„Just forget about explaining it to her." He said. Tristan nodded and said: „You know, I should get home."

„Me too. I have Fondue For Two in half an hour."

„Oh my god, are you still doing that?" Kurt said and chuckled. „I thought it stopped ages ago."

„No." She said emotionless. „Hey, you should be on some day." Kurt looked skeptic at her.

„Okay…?" He said.

„Cool. You and Tristan can come over tomorrow and I'll interview you." Tristan who had seemed like he was another place in his mind for a moment, suddenly looked at Brittany with an intense look.

„What?"

„Yeah, you and Kurt tomorrow." Tristan was about to say something, probably protesting, but stopped as Brittany leaned in and hugged him. „See you at school tomorrow." Kurt noticed Tristan clenching his eyes and slightly clutching her uniform, as he hugged her tight. He opened his eyes and smiled, as Brittany pulled herself away. „Bye Kurt." She said and started skipping away.

Tristan looked after her with a longing look in his eyes, before realizing Kurt was still there. He shook his head and ran his hand through his hair before talking.

„So I should go home too, yeah." Kurt couldn't help but smile.

„You like Brittany." He laughed as Tristan's normally pale face turned slightly red.

„No I don't." He said and took a step back. Kurt was about to say something, but felt his phone vibrate. His smile instantly disappeared, and he felt his heart drop as he thought of the texts. Tristan looked concerned at Kurt as he took out his phone to open the newly received text. „You okay?" He asked. „You look…" he stopped talking as Kurt read the text. „…Pale. Really pale."

Kurt didn't even notice the last thing Tristan said. He read that one word on the screen again and again, until it stopped making sense. „You." Was it even a word? What if it wasn't? Then this text wouldn't make sense. Not that it made much sense anyway. It felt like a shiver went through his body as Tristan touched his right arm. „What's up?" He asked worried. Kurt looked into his eyes without really seeing them. „You" he mouthed the words without thinking about it, and clenched his phone in his left hand.

„Nothing's up." He said, trying to sound nonchalant.

„What did that text say?" Tristan asked. „It didn't seem like a good one."

„Oh. Nothing special." Kurt said and took up his phone. „Let's talk about this, okay. Today, tomorrow I don't care." He sent the text and looked up. „I should probably get home now." He said and made a small smile.

„Yeah, me too." Tristan said, sounding somewhat muddled. They both walked out of the schoolyard and over the street, turning right. „You're going this way too, yeah?" Tristan asked and laughed after a long time in silence.

„Obviously." Kurt said and smirked. „Where do you live?"

„Right over there." Tristan said and pointed at a big black house standing a bit away from where they were walking. „Actually I have to cross the road." He said and stopped walking. Kurt nodded at him and said goodbye, as he kept walking, still with Blaine in his mind. „Hey Kurt!" He turned around and Tristan walked up to him.

„Wanna hang out some day?" he asked and chuckled.

„Oh…" Kurt said, overwhelmed by this small and innocent question. „Sure."

„Cool." Tristan said, feeling awkward. Kurt shook his head as if he had just remembered something.

„Oh right, I'll make Brittany give you my number and you just call me or something." Tristan smiled and flipped his hair away from his eyes.

„Okay, so… I'll see you soon."

„Fondue For Two." Kurt said to remind him and turned around to walk away. He heard Tristan chuckle before walking away too. Only a few moments later his phone vibrated again. „Call me when you get the time." Kurt sighed and looked up in the sky. How did the day turn out like this? He thought.

Kurt got home late after taking a detour.

„Finn!" He shouted as he closed the door after walking inside his house. „You home?" There was silent in a long time before he heard noises from upstairs, and his dad came walking down the stairs.

„Dad." Kurt said and turned his head a bit, looking bot confused and happy. „You're home. Where's Finn?"

„He's not home. He's at Mike's place with the football team." Burt said.

„Right…" Kurt slowly walked pass him and was about to walk up the stairs as his dad said something.

„Why are you home so late? School ended ages ago." Kurt turned around to face his dad.

„I took a detour home." He said and smiled, before quickly walking up the stairs and into his room. He took out his phone and found Blaine in is contacts. He stared at the number for quite a while, not sure what to say when Blaine picked up. What was there to say? Blaine was overreacting. It was like that time he had almost kissed Sebastian where he overreacted too. His words from back then went through his mind „I know I'm overreacting I just… I don't want to lose you." Kurt scoffed and called Blaine. If he didn't want to lose him, he could just stop being mad at him. He felt a knot of anger starting to take form in his stomach as he thought about it. It wasn't even such big of a deal, it was just—

„Hello?" a soft voice said in the other end of the phone.

„Blaine? Hi." Kurt said.

„Kurt."

„What's up? Anything you want to say or?" It wasn't his intention sounding flippant or anything, he just couldn't help it. He was supposed to talk to Blaine about this whole thing – it was even his idea – but all he wanted to do right now was just hang up. We've made it too big of a deal. Kurt thought as he heard the familiar deep breath Blaine usually took before saying something he honestly didn't want to. He could almost picture him putting his hand on his forehead and making a nervous smile.

„Kurt…" Blaine said and waited a moment before going on.

„Yes?"

„I'm confused."

„Why? What exactly are you confused about?" Kurt asked and felt a rant coming. He felt his stomach doing that feeling it did whenever he had a lot on his mind, and felt like he didn't have the time or words to get it out. „The fact that the first few days I talked to you I didn't do it because I actually liked you? Because surprise, Blaine. I didn't want to talk to you." He waited a second before continuing. „Back then I…" He sighed and sat down on his bed. „I… I thought I had it all. Or at least close to having it. I had friends, I was popular, accepted, respected. Feared." He sat in a legged position and placed his feet under the covers. „As I said, I thought I had it all. And yes, being head cheerleader would've made me feel better than ever, I honestly thought that was all I was missing in my life before it was all perfect." He closed his eyes for a second and took a deep breath. „Blaine I… I was missing out on so much. I walked around with this… This part of me who was missing. And I had no idea what so ever what it was." He chuckled faintly and opened his eyes he had clenched unconsciously. „I had no idea I'd actually fall for you and realize that… You were the thing I was missing in my life. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. And I won't let some stupid thing in the past get in the way of us. Because I don't want 'us' to end. So tell me again, what you're confused about? You said you were confused about me. Well ask me what you want to know, tell me what you want to tell and I'll listen or answer. Because I'm not going to give up that easily, Blaine." Kurt held in, feeling like he still had so much to say. He have had in mind ranting, telling Blaine exactly what he thought, instead he had went in a completely different direction. „So I'm not sorry. I won't apologise if that's what you want me to do. Because after all, it all turned out pretty good." He couldn't hear Blaine over the phone, but somehow he felt his presence. „Say something."

„I have no words… Kurt." Blaine finally said with a weak voice. „I don't know what to say."

„Are you still confused?" Kurt asked flippant.

„I'm just trying to get a hold of my thoughts right now." He said as if he didn't even notice Kurt's tone. „I am… Still baffled by the thought of you using me in the start…" Kurt could hear some background noise, assuming Blaine started walking around his room or something. „But on the other side, I agree with you. We shouldn't let something in the past ruin what he have."

„So?" Kurt said.

„So…" Blaine said and sighed. „I'm not going to apologise either, because to be honest… There isn't anything to apologise for. You can probably see why I reacted the way I did." As Kurt didn't say anything, Blaine continued. „So I'm saying, let's just forget about it." Forget about it?

„Forget about it? After all that fuss you made out of it? We should just forget about it?" Kurt said and couldn't believe what he had just heard. He knew that at every other time he would've just agreed, and pretended nothing had happened, but he couldn't now. He had even just said he didn't want to let Blaine go, and there he was, not willing to forget and move on.

„Don't you want to just pretend nothing happened?" Blaine asked.

„It seems stupid, Blaine." Kurt said and chuckled nervously. „Can't you see it? At first you made such a big deal out of it, and now you just want to forget?" He didn't know where all these sudden emotions came from. He felt like his mood changed every second, and he hated doing this over the phone. Everything Blaine said tightened the knot in his stomach a bit tighter, and he wish he could just loosen it up and get out of this mood.

„Yes. I've thought about it, you know." Why is he so calm? „And even though this whole thing began because of the wrong reasons, it's now happening because of all the right ones." I should not be discussing this right now; I'll only make it worse. Kurt thought and ran his free hand through his hand, noticing how tired he was in his other arm from holding the phone. Kurt didn't say anything. „You don't want to forget. Not now." Blaine said. Kurt was surprised as he felt his stomach relax a little bit after Blaine had said that.

„No. I don't."

„What do you want to do?" Blaine asked. „You just said… That you weren't going to give up on us that easily."

„I said a lot of things." Kurt whispered, not sure where all this came from.

„Do you want to… What are you trying to say?" Blaine asked concerned.

„I don't know." He looked out the window and watched as a drop of rain started falling and hitting his window, running down until the edge of his window stopped it. It started raining he thought to himself.

„Why are you so mad at me? I don't get it." Me neither Kurt thought and looked at a new drop hitting his window.

„I just don't get you, Blaine. All this. I'm just frustrated because I don't understand." He said.

„Why don't you want to forget? Just tell me what you're thinking." Blaine said.

„I don't know, it just seems so stupid just suddenly forgetting about it all, you know. As I said, after that fuss you made out of it, it seems so ridiculous and just weird to let it go that easily."

„Easily?" Blaine said, beginning to sound annoyed by Kurt. „Easily? Kurt do you have any idea how much thought I've given this? There's a reason why I want to forget about it. I have thought about it. A lot. And it seems even more stupid to keep discussing this, because we aren't going anywhere with it!" Blaine said frustrated. „And we have made too big of a deal about it." Kurt felt like someone just punched him in the stomach.

„We?" He said, raising his voice. „We have?" He sighed while laughing emotionless. „No. It wasn't me who made it too big of a deal to start with."

„But you are now. Therefore "we"." Blaine said cold. Kurt sighed and felt his eyes tearing up with frustration.

„We shouldn't have this discussion over the phone."

„But we are." Blaine said. „I don't want to fight with you, Kurt."

„I don't want to fight with you either, and I don't know why this is making me so… Frustrated and angry." Kurt said and felt more hopeless than he had felt in a long time.

„Maybe we should just… Take a break."

„A break from what? The discussion? Because tomorrow we will—"

„No." Blaine interrupted, and Kurt could hear the determination in his voice. „From us."