A/N: Please rate & review if you like it, or have any suggestions. This is my longest chapter yet, so I hope you enjoy it.

No one seemed to notice how our interactions had changed. Every time we had a break in shooting Chris would return to his rightful place at my side, with his head on my shoulder. I guess everyone just assumed we were staying in character, and thought nothing of it since we were always affectionate with each other. To me, it felt astronomically different, we were so connected; I actually felt like a part of me was missing whenever he stood up for each new take.

I was glad to be done with the scene in the Hummel Family Room. I messed up the first few takes laughing at Cory's "Gay Braveheart" line. Now we were all being herded over to the Gymnasium Set. Chris' and my fingers were interlocked for the brief journey, I just wanted to touch him every chance I got.

We walked over to where the shooting schedule was posted, and saw what work lay ahead for the next two days of Shooting. The Schedule was broken in a specific way, because Jonathan wouldn't be joining us until tomorrow, Max was only with us today, and Cory had some sort of press obligation and left after our last scene. It was around 4pm, so we had a long night ahead of us.

Gym Set- Day 1

All Characters- various dancing, reactions, and crowd shots

Sam and Mercedes "You look Beautiful"/Dance (Jar of Hearts, Multiple Songs)

Prom Queen Announcement

Dave and Kurt (and Blaine) Dance (Dancing Queen)

Various Locations- Day 1

Kurt and Blaine- Hallway

Santana and Brittany- Classroom

Quinn and Rachel- Bathroom

Gym Set- Day 2

All Characters- various dancing, reactions, and crowd shots

Finn and Jesse Stare-down/Fight (I'm Not Gonna Teach Your BF, Multiple Songs )

Rachel on Stage (Jar of Hearts)

Blaine with Tina and Brittany (Not Gonna Teach Your BF)

Puck, Artie, and Sam (Friday)

Santana and Mercedes (Dancing Queen)

Re-shoots

I was so excited when I read about the budding Samcedes storyline in the script, so I definitely was watching that scene since I wasn't in it. I was also super excited to hear the cover of "Friday." That song was a definite guilty pleasure. I have a feeling this version of the song might surpass "I Feel Pretty/Unpretty" as my most played song on iTunes (not counting Disney songs). Most of all I chuckled at "Dancing Queen" being the song for the King and Queen Dance. The songs weren't finalized in the script, plus Naya and Amber refused to tell us what song they had recorded.

Chris had a notably different reaction to the list, "Ian!" Ian Brennan turned to see Chris marching directly over to him. "So in this last scene, I'm wearing a kilt… and a tiara, dancing with a boy to Dancing Queen… Did I do something to offend you?" He laughed to indicate he was joking, and the entire cast and crew laughed along with him. He had impeccable comic delivery, but I recognized a small bit of sincerity in his voice. As much as he didn't want to admit it, the song really did bother him slightly.

As Chris made his way back to my side, I had to ask, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he replied, "I'm just messing with Ian."

"I'm here for you, now more than ever. If you want to talk, I am always listening."

Chris took a hold of my hand, and said, "I know, but really I'm fine"

We continued our constant hand-holding and closeness between scenes. Since I was really excited to watch the upcoming Sam and Mercedes scene, I went in for a closer look when they began filming, dragging Chris in tow as he was still holding my hand. I was always a huge Glee fan, and being on the show had only made me more invested in the characters. I was really excited for Mercedes for finally getting a decent love interest besides tots, and Amber for getting a great storyline. I really enjoy how the writers make such unexpected pairings, and hope fans are able to see past physical appearance and see how beautiful they really are, inside and out. It's my favorite thing about the show, and it's the same sentiment that allowed me to fall in love with Chris.

It was around 11pm when we finished Day 1 of filming in the gymnasium. Chris and I walked the halls of McKinley High and arrived to the crew already set for our next scene. Naya, Heather, Dianna, and Lea remained on set waiting for their scenes, but the rest of the cast, extras, and half of the crew members were dismissed for the night.

We ran through the scene several times, as Ian and the Director kept adjusting different aspects and giving us notes on our performance. Next thing I knew, it was nearing midnight and we didn't have the shot. "We almost have everything we need," announced the Director as he approached us on set. "We have Blaine running after Kurt down the hall, and Kurt telling Blaine he needs to go back inside and accept his crown. Now all we need is Kurt's initial reaction after Blaine catches up with him." He turned to Chris and whispered so low that I could barely hear, "I want you to really let go, I can tell you are giving me almost all of you, but you can't hold anything back."

Chris nodded and in a barely audible response, breathed out the words, "I understand." We reset the scene, moving to the tape marks on the floor.

As the Director moved over to his original position behind the monitor, Chris closed his eyes and his nostrils flared as he took in a deep breath. The Director nodded to the camera operator, and yelled out to us, "Whenever you are ready to start, we're rolling."

I was stepping into my Blaine persona, and I watched as Chris transformed into Kurt. He turned his back to me, and then he slowly turned to face me. His forehead was scrunched up and his hand covered his mouth, water even filled his eyes as he spat out his lines, "Don't you get how stupid we were? We had thought that, because no one was teasing us or beating us up, that no one cared. Like some kind of progress had been made. But it's still the same."

I was so caught up in Chris' performance; I am surprised I remembered my lines. "It's just a stupid joke."

"No, it's not. All that hate, and they were just afraid to say it out loud. So they did it by secret ballot." The tears in his eyes nearly escaped the barrier of his eyelids as he finished the last line, "I'm one big, anonymous practical joke." He left his mark about halfway through the last sentence and stepped slightly in front of me.

The Director yelled, "Cut!" We were definitely going to run the scene again since Chris left his mark before the end of his line. I felt Chris grab my hand, so I pulled him into my side as his warm fingers intertwined with my own. I turned to look into his eyes, but I was interrupted by the director as he told the whole crew, "That's a wrap on this scene!"

I started to walk off of the set when I felt Chris' fingers slipping through my grasp

I looked over my shoulder to Chris, and I noticed his façade beginning to crack. The tears in his eyes were heartbreaking. This scene was emotional, but he was reliving something from his past through Kurt in this scene, and it was too much for him to handle. The devastation in his face brought out an involuntary reaction; my body moved forward on its own, I couldn't stop my feet. I saw Chris' pain and I couldn't just stand there. Before I knew what was happening, we were standing toe-to-toe, I wrapped my arms around Chris and just held him. We melted into each other, and Chris began sobbing into my shirt.

I looked over Chris' shoulder to tell Ian we needed a minute. I didn't need to say a word, I think he knew exactly what I was asking from the look in my eyes. Addressing the Cast and Crew, Ian called out, "That's enough for tonight. Let's continue the last two scenes tomorrow. We will be adding the remaining scenes to the beginning of our shooting schedule, so arrive two hours early, goodnight everyone."

As the halls of McKinley emptied of the production crew, I saw Naya, Heather, and Dianna coming to Chris' aide. Luckily, Lea intercepted them, "Chris will be just fine, Darren will be sure of that. We don't need to overwhelm him with people now." I mouthed the words "thank you" to Lea as the four actresses left the soundstage.

Chris laid all his weight into me as if he was no longer able to stand, so we leaned against the lockers and let our bodies slide down to the floor. Chris began sobbing, gasping loudly for air. With my back against the lockers and my legs sprawled out into the middle of the hallway, I held Chris tightly, with his head against my chest and ran my fingers through his hair. "Can you hear that?" I asked the shadow of a man lying in my arms, "My heart is racing. I love you so much, that when I worry about you, my heart beats faster." The sobbing stopped, but Chris didn't say a word. "I don't know what memories or experiences you relived tonight, but I know you gave everything to your character, and now your fans will see the real pain you felt from homophobia and bullying, and how you held your head up high. You are a role model to thousands of people, feeling the same things you felt, and the same things Kurt felt. And Millions of people who are completely oblivious to the reality faced by gay teens will now know the consequences of bullying and homophobia. I know it hurts, I know you have been to that very dark place, but now you are here in my arms, and I don't plan on ever letting you go."

Chris looked up into my eyes. His face was puffy, red, and wet with tears, but I still saw him as beautiful. "You can let me go sometimes; I'll have to dump you if you get too clingy." He cracked a smile briefly as he sat up slightly, still in my arms, he moved his head up to my shoulder, "Thanks, for everything, this has been a really long day." He inhaled sharply, "So long, it felt like a week. I guess all the great things that happened today left me vulnerable to all of the bad things I usually keep at bay. Everyone knows my high school experience wasn't great, but I don't really talk about how I used to cry every night. I will never tell anyone, because I don't want to give the people who made my life hell the satisfaction of knowing they affected me in any way. This day of filming, just brought back a lot of memories of my own high school and prom. Thank you for being here, thank you for listening, and thank you for saying everything I needed to hear."

We sat there in silence, a comfortable silence, for a long time.

"Okay, we need to get up now," I groaned.

"Why," Chris asked, "are they going to lock us in here?"

"Probably, but my ass fell asleep. I can't sit here anymore. Let's get out of here."

The Lights cut off, so we ran from the soundstage out of fear of the doors locking. We made it outside in just enough time to hear the lock click shut. We screamed, like children playing, as we ran to Chris' trailer. We ran all the way there, stopping just inside the door to catch our breath. As we tried to compose our selves, I caught Chris' eye. I grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him. Chris adjusted to my advance quickly and wrapped his arms around my neck. I ran my tongue across his lips and bit his lower lip as we slowly stepped toward the bed. Collapsing backward onto the mattress, we both giggled.

We lay face-to-face on our sides, just lost in each other's gaze. "I love you," Chris sighed, then he kissed me on the tip of my nose. "I don't think I've told you that, while you've told me twice."

"To be fair, you said it first." Chris looked surprised at this revelation, "You thought I was drunk and passed out, then you kissed me on the forehead."

"You heard that?"

"That's why I went for it this morning. I would have been too afraid to mess up our friendship otherwise."

"Oh."

"Don't worry though, I like this time a lot better, because now I get to say: I love you too." I pulled Chris closer and he turned his back to me. As I wrapped my arms around him, he pushed his ass back against my crotch and I nuzzled and kissed his neck. "Plus, now I can fall asleep with you in my arms instead of spooning you as you sleep." I rubbed my slight stubble against his face and nibbled on his earlobe before whispering, "You're the best thing that ever happened to me."

He whispered back, "I lied before; I don't ever want you to let me go." With that, we drifted off to sleep.

A/N: Please Rate & Review if you like it or have any suggestions, and I will hopefully have the next chapter ready shortly. I also promise more sexy tiems in the next chapter if you encourage me with Reviews...