Omg you guys, seriously I love you!

You've been so patient and kind with me! So I'm rewarding you with another chapter!

I wrote this today and I'm actually really pleased with it, I hope you are too!

Things are heading towards the end now and I'm really excited! :D

Rehearsals with the New Directions were the same as ever. Mr Schue had returned and things went back to their ordinary structure. Kurt refused to talk to anyone. He'd get up and sing with the group as they prepared their numbers for sectionals but there was really no need for him to speak. He wasn't a lead soloist (though that was no surprise to him) and no one listened to his input anyway.

It was Tuesday afternoon and Kurt was sitting alone in the corner of the room, waiting for Mr Schue to arrive and begin rehearsals. Mercedes had claimed the seat beside him but he just couldn't talk to her. He knew he was being awful and really, Mercedes had done nothing wrong, but on top of everything that had happened with Blaine, Karofsky had shaken him up so badly the previous day that he was certain he'd never be able to have an ordinary care-free thought for the rest of his life.

Rachel stormed in with her usual air of confidence and annoying self-importance and immediately went to stand in front of Mike who looked, quite frankly, utterly terrified.

"Mike Chang," she addressed him formally. "You're a dancer, right?" Mike nodded shakily, eyes wide, he was pretty sure that Rachel had never spoken to him before in his life. She grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the other side of the room to sit beside Brittany despite Tina's calls of protest. "From what Kurt has told me, the Crawford Girls' dance moves are stiff and over-rehearsed, so you two are going to choreograph a spectacular dance number for sectionals, but don't make it too eye catching, I don't want it to distract people from my singing." Mike and Brittany glanced at each other, shocked that Rachel was willing to share the limelight for one song but clearly enthusiastic about actually being able to showcase their abilities for sectionals.

"That's a great idea Rachel!" Mr Schue's voice suddenly sounded throughout the choir room as the teacher entered the room. "I was actually going to suggest the same thing and I have to say I'm very impressed that you're finally letting other people perform!" Rachel shrugged, in an attempt to be humble, no one was buying it.

"What can I say, we have a lot of talented people in this group and by showcasing them, we have a real chance of winning sectionals," Kurt scoffed, he couldn't believe how close-minded she could be sometimes.

"Exactly!" Mr Schue agreed. "You know I honestly thought I was going to have to fight you over this, but I'm so glad you understand. Sam, Quinn, congratulations on your first duet for sectionals! And Santana, I was thinking maybe you could take the solo for Mike and Brittany's dance?" The entire room was silent, everyone looking towards Rachel, anticipating the riot that was about to proceed. In five seconds flat, the room was in chaos. Rachel loudly protested about her supposedly deserved spot centre-stage and everyone else just tore her down. Finn stepped up to defend Rachel, and suddenly everyone was shouting. Everyone except for Kurt that is, who buried his face in his hands, willing the loud noises to go away.

Wednesday passed much the same as Kurt avoided speaking unless absolutely necessary. Karofsky had threatened to kill him if he told anyone about what had happened so he figured the best way to stay alive was to stop talking all together. After a while, Mercedes stopped trying to get him to talk or cheer up, thinking he was still upset over Blaine and figuring he just needed time to get over it, promising to take him shopping once sectionals were out of the way. Kurt nodded at the proposal because yeah, he was still distressed over Blaine, if Blaine hadn't left him, he wouldn't be half as petrified as he was of Karofsky. He would have someone to tell him things were okay, he'd have someone to relate to. No one else knew the extent to what Karofsky was doing to him and no one else will ever know, because if Kurt ever told anyone…

He went to glee rehearsals and swayed in the background behind Quinn and Sam whilst Rachel pouted, repeating over and over how her talent was not recognized, how she'd be more appreciated elsewhere and plenty of other remarks that no one was paying attention to.

Get over it Kurt thought to himself. He'd never had a solo for a competition and to be perfectly honest, worse things happened.

Kurt found himself leaving rehearsals in a worse mood than when he went in. Glee club was supposed to be about…well glee. About singing and expressing yourself. Rivalries between clubs were bad but rivalries within clubs were beyond ridiculous. What was the point in competing if all it did was tear people apart? He couldn't help but think over what Blaine had told him on their first date and had never thought someone could be so right about something.

And then he was suddenly thinking about Blaine again.

Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo,
the way you move ain't fair, you know!
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do tonight,
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do tonight

Hey, hey,hey

Tonight

Hey, hey,hey

Tonight

The blazer clad boys stood in their formation, smiles plastered upon their faces as their number ended before the perfect image was broken as they took a break from rehearsing.

"Oh my God Blaine, that number couldn't have been more depressing!" Council member Thad berated as several others seemed to nod in agreement. "Sectionals is coming up and our aim is for the judges to vote for us…not kill themselves." It was a little harsh but Thad didn't care, the Warblers had always functioned best on tough love.

"Come on Blaine, why the long face all of a sudden? Is something wrong?" Wes asked, a little more concern in his voice because underneath their unity as a singing group, they were all still friends after all.

"I'm fine," Blaine shrugged them off. "Shall we run through it again? I'll try to be a little more cheerful this time."

"Define 'a little' because you're gonna need to be a lot happier for us to sell this song to the judges." Nick said, giving Blaine an encouraging pat on the back. "I mean this song is about finding someone you love and can be completely yourself around, you should at least smile…"

"Okay! I get it, I suck. I'm just…having a bad week," Blaine said, throwing his hands up in defeat. Nick's words had really hit home.

"You don't suck Blaine," Thad said, infinitely kinder than he had been before. "I mean vocally, you were perfect, it's the emotions we need. We need to show that we're not just a bunch of singing robots." Others nodded again in agreement as Blaine sighed, pressing a thumb and forefinger to the bridge of his nose.

"I'm sorry, I'll work on it. I'm just gonna go take a break for a bit." David patted him on the back as he left before joining his fellow council members for a much needed discussion. The other Warblers engaged themselves into their own conversations, giving the boys enough privacy as they took a seat at their table.

"We need to fix him," Wes said matter-of-factly. "He's our best soloist and without him, we have absolutely no hope at sectionals."

"What exactly is wrong with him anyway?" Thad asked.

"Boyfriend troubles," David supplied, Thad furrowed his brows.

"Blaine has a boyfriend?"

"Well…no, that's kind of what the 'trouble' is actually," The other two council members looked to him, their faces still a picture of confusion so David sighed and gave a rushed version from the beginning, telling them everything as much as he knew.

"Okay, so Blaine had the hots for one of the new Crawford girls-I know, a girl, weird right?- and he was all confused and worked up about it. Then the girl-her name's Kirsty I think- sets him up with one of her guy friends because his sister told her he was gay or something. So Blaine goes on the date with him, still thinking about Kirsty but then when he got back, this guy Kurt was pretty much all he talked about. And then we did the 'sexy' performance, and Kirsty was there, and Jeff was dancing and flirting with her and I think this might have made Blaine jealous, he was torn between her and this guy Kurt and then oh my God he actually kissed Kirsty!" David took a pause, letting the others catch up because even his head was beginning to spin. It seemed an appropriate place to stop because Wes and Thad both sat wide eyed with their mouths hanging open in utter shock.

"Blaine kissed a girl?" Wes asked, incredulously. "I can't even get a girl to talk to me and Blaine just goes and kisses one! Blaine? Why didn't you tell us anyway?"

"Because…Blaine asked me not to…" Oh well, so much for that. "But yeah, so he kisses Kirsty, she gets pissed and then Blaine was depressed all night saying how stupid he was and how he'd lost Kurt because of it. I'm pretty certain he managed to set things straight though, but then suddenly he came back to the dorm Sunday afternoon and he and Kurt had had this huge argument but he wouldn't say what about. He also seemed quite pissed at Kirsty but I don't know why, he wasn't making a lot of sense." Wes and Thad nodded, taking in all of the information.

"So how do you suggest we fix this?" Wes asked, resting his head against his fingers because this was not in the job description of council members. David shrugged in response.

"Well if Catherine knows Kirsty then we should talk to her, she probably knows more than we do anyway," Thad suggested, pulling out his cell phone. "So we talk to Catherine, beg her to fix things then we'll have happy Blaine back in no time!" The others shared a weary glance but nodded anyway as Thad began writing a text to send to Catherine. It was worth a shot at least.

"Blaine?" David said tentatively, knocking despite it being their shared dorm room. He peaked through the opened crack and saw Blaine peering over the calculus book he was reading expectantly. "Hey," he greeted, opening the door all the way and entering the room. "You okay? Warbler's rehearsals seemed pretty rough on you today." He took a seat on his respective bed and began pulling out some of his own homework. Blaine shrugged in response.

"I'll get over it," he said simply and with a significant lack of conviction which made David doubt him all the more.

"So, will you be going to watch your sister perform this weekend?" he asked in what he hoped sounded like an innocent change of subject. Blaine shrugged yet again.

"I don't know, I want to but…Kurt will be there so it's probably not the best idea." David wanted to slam his, or better yet, Blaine's head against a wall because that was the point. Catherine had told them that she'd be competing against Kurt's glee club at sectionals and that she'd lock them in a closet together if need be. Apparently the Warbler's weren't the only ones suffering from Blaine's depression.

"You should go," David urged.

"You think so?" Blaine glanced at him skeptically over his text book.

"Yeah! I mean seeing all those other groups perform might at least get you back into it."

"I don't know…" he said slowly.

"Come one! I'll go with you, I wouldn't mind checking out the competition…and some of those Crawford girls again, besides, you don't exactly have to talk to Kurt, he won't even know you're there." Okay, well that was a lie but Blaine didn't have to know that. He gave an uncertain smile which David decided to take as a yes. "Great, we leave at Midday."

When Kurt left glee rehearsals on Thursday afternoon, he was more than ready to slam his head into a wall. The whole group was in carnage and no one agreed on anything. Rachel was still grieving her lack of a solo and pretty much every one else was arguing for one reason or another. Even personal issues like relationships had made their way into the mess. There was simply no way they were going to win sectionals if they continued as they were and Kurt couldn't help but feel like his whole week at Crawford had been for nothing because of it.

He was hurriedly stepping down the staircase (the same one he remembered Blaine first confronting Karofsky on, though he quickly forced that memory out of his conscience,) when he saw her. Her dark wavy hair bouncing around her shoulders as she spotted Kurt and ran towards him. Kurt's eyes widening in recognition. He considered running for it but found his legs were firmly glued to the ground beneath him.

"Catherine," he breathed.

"So you're the famous Kurt!" she said in a tone that he couldn't decipher, meeting him at the bottom of the stairs. "Kirsty has told me so much about you! Or should I say, you have told me so much about you," she smiled and Kurt couldn't help but smile nervously back in fear for his life. He was certain the rest of the Crawford girls were around somewhere, probably planning a repeat of what Vocal Adrenaline did to Rachel.

Urgh and egg was the worst to get out of his hair. 17 years' worth of Halloweens had taught him that.

"I guess you've gathered by now that Blaine told me what you did," she said in a matter-of-fact tone as Kurt nodded sheepishly. "Why do you look so terrified of me?" she laughed, touching a hand to his arm despite his flinching away. "I'm not going to hurt you!"

"You're not?" he finally said dubiously and scanning their surroundings for any girls who may be hiding. She seemed to notice this and squeezed his arm a second time.

"I haven't told the other girls, don't worry," she said, smiling still. Kurt eyed her suspiciously.

"Then why are you talking to me?"

"We're friends…aren't we?" she sounded genuinely a little hurt which confused Kurt even more.

"You should hate me, why don't you hate me?" Kurt demanded frantically, he needed to know what her angle was.

"What you did was…kind of weird I'll admit. But I told you back at Crawford that I'm only really in the club because I love to sing. Honestly, competition doesn't interest me in the slightest, too much drama. The rest of the girls on the other hand would freak out if they knew you were a spy." Kurt blanched, a vivid image of 'improper use of laxatives' taking over his mind. "Which is why I haven't told them. As for Kirsty's disappearance…I told them that your dad got a job out of state and moved," she shrugged. "People were starting to get a little confused over the fact that none of them had seen you in any of their classed but I think your secret's safe."

"Thanks," Kurt mumbled, at least everything was wrapped up nicely. "I honestly don't think the spying did us any good though, we're in a worse shape than we were 2 weeks ago."

"Don't worry, we're just as bad. Amy freaked out when I told her you'd left, she actually thought you were really good." There it was, that friendly grin again that reminded him so much of Blaine's it hurt. "May the best club win!" she concluded, her hand outstretched for Kurt to shake. He took it and smiled the first real one he'd had for a while. "Good, now that I've got that out of the way…" she said before trailing off and hitting Kurt very hard with one hand on his upper arm in the same place she was previously squeezing comfortingly and pointing accusingly with the other. "That was for hurting my brother!"

"I thought you weren't mad at me!" Kurt cried incredulously, holding his wounded shoulder protectively.

"I'm not, but you're an idiot, how long did you think you could keep up with a double life?" Kurt noticed she didn't seem particularly spiteful; in fact she almost looked amused.

"I wasn't planning for things to go as far as they did," Kurt said simply as Catherine's eyes narrowed.

"So why did you set the two of you up if you didn't want things to go anywhere?"

"It wasn't even me who set us up." Kurt sighed. "I didn't want any of this. I mean, of course I really like Blaine, I just wish things could be different." The younger girl looked at him carefully, sensing how upset he clearly was.

"He really likes you too," she said softly. "Last week you were all he could talk about, it started to get annoying actually. Now he just texts me about how depressed he is which is definitely way more annoying." Kurt didn't know what to say. What exactly was he supposed to do? "That's why I'm here actually. You may be a complete idiot but Blaine's being such a drama queen right now and I don't think I can take any more. Plus you really did make him happy, as both you and Kirsty. You have to fix this and you have to fix it soon."

"I really don't think that that Blaine wants-"

"I don't care what Blaine wants. I want peace and quiet. Look, I asked him to come and see me perform this Saturday at sectionals, at least try and talk to him." Kurt nodded slowly though his mind was focused on the part where Blaine was coming to sectionals.

Blaine was going to see him perform. Kurt was suddenly eternally grateful that he didn't have a solo because he just knew he'd mess that up with Blaine in the audience. "Well, I'd best go, see you at sectionals! Oh, and good luck!" she said with a smile and a wave as she skipped back to wherever she had come from and Kurt had to shake his head to make sure he hadn't imagined her. He was nervous for sectionals before, now he was absolutely petrified.

But then it hit him, it really hit him. Blaine was going to be there! He'd have a chance to speak to him without seeming desperate. He'd be able to explain himself. Well, explain himself as best he can, because yeah, fact of the matter is, he still lied, but if he could just explain why, then maybe he might just be given another chance.

And on top of everything, Catherine seemed to be rooting for them to get back together. She was probably the least person he expected that from but was grateful nonetheless.

Kurt left school that day more determined than ever to win Blaine back.

Not sure when the next chapter will be but I promise it will be soon! :D

Also depressed!Blaine let me love you!

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