A/N: Sorry for the long time between updates. I hope it was worth the wait. This chapter is told from Chris' POV.

I gazed down at Darren's angelic face; he'd fallen asleep as I played with his dark curls. I know playing with his hair always makes him sleepy, but I couldn't really resist with his head planted squarely in my lap. He looked so peaceful. "We really need to get ready, and head over to the set," I gently spoke the words, so as not to abruptly disturb the peaceful look on his face.

He grumbled slightly and squeezed his eyelids even more tightly shut before blinking them open. In the light from my trailer window his eyes we're almost an amber color with a slight green tint, so much more vibrant than the brown color they appeared to be in dim light of his bedroom when I last caught his gaze. My admiration was cut short as he brought his arms up to shield his face from the light. With his defenses down, I took the opportunity to reach over and tweak his nipple, and then watched him squirm off the couch to escape my grasp with a loud thud. I stifled a laugh.

"Stop," he whined, "you know my nipples are sensitive." I had figured that out quickly in the last two days. Has it really only been two days? It had actually been less. It seemed like much longer considering all that had happened.

Snapping out of my slight mental tangent, I noticed Darren kneeling before me with a pouty frown on his face, clutching his left nipple. "I'm sorry, baby;" I cooed, "do you want me to kiss it, and make it better?"

"No," he said with a fake, overly dramatic pang of hurt in his voice. A smile broke across his face he added, "you know where that would lead, and we need to go to work."

He was right we really needed to get a move on. I hurried to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and emerged to find Darren with one leg in his pants, about to fall over trying to sheath his second leg. With an obligatory ass-grab I held him upright, and then gave him a quick peck on the lips before releasing him, now unwavering on his own feet. "You're such a goober."

I slipped into my prom kilt quickly, and we rushed over to hair and makeup.

I will find my way, I can go the distance; I'll be there someday, If I can be strong.

I know every mile, will be worth my while; I would go most anywhere to feel like I belong.

I really was spending too much time with Darren; his constant humming and whistling of Disney songs had invaded my subconscious and I now constantly had one stuck in my head. Yesterday was Mulan; today was apparently going to be a Hercules day.

When we arrived on set, I walked directly to the hanging clipboard and checked out the shooting schedule.

Gym Set- Day 2

Santana and Brittany- Classroom

Quinn and Rachel- Bathroom

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

All Characters- various dancing, reactions, and crowd shots

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

Not much had changed, except two scenes from last night were moved to the beginning of the day and the Finn and Jesse fight was moved earlier to allow a late start for Darren and me. The first three scenes were already complete, and all that was left of the dancing and crowd shots, was the two of us dancing in a crowd of extras. Since our parts were so loosely choreographed, we are able to throw in our own dance moves. It was fun to just dance to ten second snippets of songs, and it gave Darren and I the chance to have a little competition. We wanted to see who could come up with the cheesiest, hokiest dance moves. Of course Darren was winning, until Zach came over to yell at us. He went over some simple choreography for us, and told us there would no more adlibbing.

It wasn't long before we finished the last bits of dancing, and were given a short break. The cameras were being positioned at the stage for the upcoming musical numbers while the cast mulled around a small snack table. I was picking at a bunch of grapes when Lea called me over to her. "How are you feeling today?" The concern in her voice made me cringe slightly. I hate when people fuss over me, and I knew she was going to ask about last night.

"I'm fine."

"That was a pretty intense scene yesterday. It was really great of Darren to take care of you."

"Yeah, I guess I was just tired and got really into Kurt as a character. Thanks for leading the girls away and giving Darren and I some time alone."

"No problem, how long did you stay last night?"

"Too long, the lights went out and we had to run from the building. We wound up staying in my trailer last night." Thankfully Lea's interest had moved from my wellbeing to my sex life. I was glad to change the subject, so I gave her some juicy details before changing the subject all together. "Are you excited for your performance of Jar of Hearts?"

She was instantly energized at the mention of her song. "You have got to listen to this album!" She dug into her bag and thrust a CD case into my hands. Lovestrong by Christina Perri. "I bought it before I went into the recording studio for this episode, and there are several great songs that I'm sure you will love."

"Thanks. I'm glad you are so excited for your next song. I think Darren is more excited to play with a bedazzled microphone than actually perform the song."

Darren played the new version of Friday the entire ride back to his place. I should have known this would happen; he just recently stopped playing the Rebecca Black version of the song. At least Glee cover sounded better than the original.

Darren grabbed my hand and led me up the walkway to his front door. He unlocked and opened the door, but turned to me rather than entering his condo. "Tonight will be magical." Before I could respond, Darren swept me off my feet and carried me across the threshold. I looked around the room and was shocked to see there was no sign of red solo cups or pitchers and punch bowls caked with the sticky remnants of frozen margaritas from two nights ago. I didn't realize that Darren had a housekeeper, but if he wasn't fazed by it, I wasn't going to bring it up.

After striding across the room, Darren set me down gingerly on the couch. His careful actions made it fairly simple for me to surprise him by pulling him down on top of me. My lips hungrily found his, and I bit his lower lip as my hands moved from the firm rounds of his ass, packed tightly into his red jeans, up under his shirt and resting in the small of his back. I released his lip, and gently kissed along his jaw, finding my favorite spot on the side of his neck. He turned his head to the side to grant me access to the sensitive area just below his ear. Suddenly, I felt Darren's entire body go rigid. I wasn't quite sure what had happened, but I peered around his mass of curls to see what had caused such a reaction. Then I saw it: an economy size tub of Red Vines.

A loud crash came from the kitchen. We both shot up to our feet to witness Joey Richter with a shocked look on his face, a spoon in his hand, and a bowl of fruity pebbles at his feet. The color slowly returned to his face as he began spouting apologies. "I am so sorry," "I didn't know you had company," "I found your key outside," "I should have called first," "I'm really sorry," "I just wanted to surprise you!"

He definitely surprised me. I actually had to stop myself from fangirlling over the flabbergasted StarKid, but this was definitely not a time for that. Darren was frozen, searching his brain for his next action. Not one to sit by and watch an uncomfortable situation, I extended my hand and quickly blurted out, "Hi, Joey. Can I call you Joey? I'm Chris, nice to meet you! I'm a big StarKid fan, and would love to talk more, but I think you and Darren have a lot to talk about so I'm going to go home, and I'm sure I will see you some other time." Realizing I had been shaking his hand during my entire rant, I released Joey's hand from my grasp and headed for the door.

Safely outside, I let out a long sigh. I felt kind of bad for stranding Darren with such an awkward situation, but he needed to have that conversation with Joey alone. I realize now I probably should have mentioned the cleanliness of the apartment earlier, because I don't think Darren even remembered we didn't have time to clean before we sped to work yesterday afternoon.

I was anxious to get home now that Darren no longer offered a distraction from the fact I haven't slept in my own bed or worn my own clothes in the past 48 hours; that is far too long for my comfort. I slid behind the steering wheel of my car for the first time in just as long and prepared for the drive home.

Backing out of Darren's driveway, Rolling in the Deep blasted through my stereo speakers. Adele's 21 had been the only CD my car stereo had played in months, and it was time to temporarily retire the record. I pressed the eject button at the next red light, and popped the disc Lea had given me earlier into the CD slot. The first song was nothing special, but it had a nice melody. The second song, Arms, really caught my attention. Bare vocals pulled me into the song, and then subtle piano keystrokes supported her voice. Slowly there was the addition of guitar strums, followed by more intricate piano melodies, then the crescendo, building louder and more powerful with the support of percussions and chimes. By far the most interesting part of the song was the lyrics.

You put your arms around me
And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go

I hope that you see right through my walls
I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling
I'll never let a love get so close
You put your arms around me and I'm home

I started crying as I drove, fighting to see the road through my tears. I hate when I turn into a weepy mess over a song, but sometimes it just gets to me. I was listening to my own feelings reflected back to me in a song. I don't like to show my emotions or feelings because I don't want anyone to see my vulnerability. I sometimes put up walls to keep people out.

I even did it yesterday, when those terrible memories of high school resurfaced, and Darren knew something was wrong. I pushed him away, but he saw something was bothering me. He literally caught me as I was falling, and I felt safer in his arms than anywhere else in the world. I was very lucky to have Darren in my life. He was my best friend, now my boyfriend, and I couldn't ask for anything better.

I don't really remember the rest of the drive; I guess my subconscious became an autopilot while my mind ruminated over the last two days. Jar of Hearts was playing as I arrived home, and I waited for the song to finish before turning off the car.

I threw my belongings on the sofa as I entered my apartment. Wasting no time, I flung my shirt and pants off during the trip to my bedroom and slipped into my sweats. Stepping into my slippers, I traipsed over to the kitchen and made myself a cup of tea.

The ringing of my phone startled me. Hoping it was Darren, I rushed to retrieve my phone from the pocket of my crumpled pants on the hallway floor. "Hello?"

"Christopher! I haven't heard from you in over three days." My mother always called me when I neglected home for too long. To be honest, I'm surprised she lasted four days.

"Sorry Mom, things have been a little crazy on set this week. How are things at home? How is Hannah?"

"Everything is fine, same as always. Hannah wants you to say hi to Puck for her."

"I'll make sure to let Mark know she is still his biggest fan," I let out a small laugh. My sister had such a huge crush on Puck.

"How have things been with you? You seemed a little down the last time we spoke."

"Things have been going great. I can honestly say, I'm the happiest I have been in a long time."

A/N: I hope you liked the new installment of the story. Again, I apologize for the long time between updates. Between finals, work, and the holidays, I haven't had much time. I hope you are able to forgive my neglect.

I might wrap up this story in the next few chapters, unless there is a strong interest for me to continue writing, so I can start a new story. Let me know what y'all think by rating and reviewing!

Featured Songs:

I Can Go the Distance- Hercules Soundtrack

Arms- Christina Perri