A/N: Yay! Another chapter that I wrote when I should have been studying for finals! This is what happens when I try to write something fluffy. I kinda rescued it at the end a little bit, but the entire thing was supposed to fluffy. It even said so on my outline! Hopefully you all enjoy it anyway:) This is my longest chapter yet!

A/N2: Can anyone please tell me how to do those page break things? I can't seem to figure it out... And I feel like a complete failure...

Enjoy, and please let me know what you think!

Chapter Seven

Kurt could feel the tears he had been holding back since Karofsky left the bathroom threatening to fall. He flopped down behind the dumpster – the only place he could think of where no one would look for him – and grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket to call Blaine. He didn't care that he was probably getting his pants dirty sitting on the ground, he just needed to talk to the other boy. Okay, he cared a little bit, but he really, really, really needed to talk to the other boy.

Except Blaine wasn't answering his phone. Kurt tried twice before deciding to leave a voicemail.

"Hi, you've reached Blaine. I'm probably rehearsing with the Warblers because I don't do anything else which would cause me to not answer my phone . . . Except shower. I could be showering too. Or in class. Anyway, leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks, bye!"

Kurt shook his head at Blaine's rushed message and tried to control the sobs trying to escape his throat. Finally the beep sounded.

"Hey Blaine, it's Kurt," his voice was wavering, and he hoped that the older boy wouldn't be able to tell. "I really need to talk to you when you're not busy-" A sob ripped from his throat despite his efforts. "Something happened. Please, call me back." He winced at how desperate he sounded.

Once they started, Kurt couldn't stop the tears that were flowing down his cheeks. First Karofsky attacks him in the bathroom, then the rest of the Glee Club telling him to stop hanging around with Blaine? It had been a pretty crappy day so far. And now he couldn't even talk to anyone about it, because Blaine was busy!

His phone chose that moment to start vibrating, indicating an incoming call.

He quickly wiped his face off and took a deep breath before answering quietly, "Hello?"

"Kurt! Ohmygod!" Blaine sounded frantic. "I'm so sorry I missed your call, we were doing one of our random shows. What happened? Are you okay? What am I saying, of course you're not okay. If you were okay, you wouldn't be crying. And don't try telling me you aren't crying, I can hear you sniffling right now!"

"Are you on drugs?" Kurt asked once Blaine stopped to take a breath. "It sounds like you've taken decongestants."

"No, I just-" Blaine took a couple of deep breaths before continuing. "Your message really worried me. I tend to get hysterical when I'm worried. And how exactly do you know what someone sounds like when they've taken decongestants?"

"It's a long story," Kurt sniffled and wiped off his face again.

"So what happened?"

There were people talking on the other side of the dumpster, so Kurt remained silent.

"Kurt? Still there?"

"I can't talk about it here," he whispered into the phone. "Someone might overhear."

"Where are you?"

"Hiding behind the dumpster," Kurt sighed. "I just can't go back into school right now. Not with how much of a mess I am. Maybe I could drive down there? If you're not busy after school that is."

Blaine chuckled softly. "How about this? If we both leave our respective schools right now, we can meet up at this great coffee place in an hour. I found it when I was coming back on Saturday. It's completely not weird that I found a coffee shop exactly in the middle between our cities, by the way."

"But then you'll miss school. Won't you get in trouble?"

"Kurt," Blaine spoke softly, "I've told you before, nothing is too much trouble for you. Now does that sound good? We can talk without anyone overhearing us."

"Okay."

"Okay. Now drive carefully, all right? I don't want you getting into an accident because you're crying."

So an hour later Kurt found himself parked outside a small coffee shop between Dalton and McKinley. Blaine was already there, standing outside waiting for him. He climbed out of his navigator slowly and made his way over to the older boy. Once Blaine saw Kurt, he rushed over to envelope him into a hug.

"Come on," he said, pulling the younger boy into the shop. He ordered them both a coffee and steered Kurt to a small booth in the back.

"Thank you," Kurt said softly, staring into his steaming coffee. "For skipping school just to talk to me."

"So what happened?" Blaine wrapped his hands around his cup and smiled encouragingly.

"Karofsky," Kurt tried to control his shaking voice and the shudders that wracked his body, but couldn't. "I got slushied at the beginning of lunch, and went into the bathroom to clean up. There was no one else in there, so I took off my shirt to let it soak. I was rinsing my hair out when he came in. He grabbed me by the hips and pulled me against him. He . . . He started . . ."

Blaine leaned forward with a frown. "What did he do, Kurt?"

Kurt took a deep breath. "He started touching me, running his hands along my chest. I- I tried to tell him to stop, but he wouldn't. I felt like I was frozen; I couldn't move to push him away. He told me to-" Kurt took another deep breath to calm himself. "He told me to finish stripping. He- he tried to undo my belt."

"Kurt-"

"I told him to stop and pushed his hands away," Kurt interrupted. If he stopped to listen to Blaine, he knew he wouldn't be able to finish. "He covered my mouth because my protests were getting too loud. Then he . . . He just gave me more hickeys before leaving."

Blaine was frowning. "You really should tell someone about this, Kurt. A teacher, maybe, or your dad. Keeping this quiet could be really dangerous. What do you think this Karofsky will do next? Now that you know his secret, it seems as though he's going to act on these feelings he has whether you like it or not!"

"I can't tell anyone, Blaine," Kurt replied softly. "I can't just force a kid out of the closet before they're ready. It's not right."

"If you don't tell someone, he could actually try to molest you next time! Or, even worse, rape you!"

Kurt flinched. "I really don't think-"

"Yes, you do! If you didn't think he would go that far, you wouldn't be so terrified!" Blaine rubbed the back of his neck tiredly. "You have to tell someone, Kurt."

"I told you." It was barely a whisper.

"I can't do anything about it, though," Blaine took a deep breath. "If you don't tell someone soon, I'm going to have to."

"You can't!" Kurt's eyes widened. "Please, Blaine. No one at school will do anything, and if dad finds out, it could be bad for his health!"

"This is bad for your health, Kurt," Blaine took a hold of Kurt's hands and squeezed them tightly. "I'm really worried about you."

Kurt felt his heart fluttering as he stared deeply into the older boy's dark eyes.

"Please, Kurt? If anything, anything, like this happens again, promise me you'll tell someone besides me?"

Puppy dog eyes, Kurt thought randomly staring at the older boy, he is honestly giving me puppy dog eyes. Out loud, he said, "Fine."

The breathtaking smile Blaine graced him with at that one word made Kurt actually consider meaning it.

Blaine released Kurt's hands and leaned back in his booth, and easy smile gracing his face. "So anything else exciting happen today?"

Kurt frowned deeply. "The rest of my glee club want me to break up with you."

Unfortunately Blaine had been drinking his coffee as that was said, so he ended up choking and spluttering for a minute before he could respond.

"You told them that we're dating?"

"No," Kurt replied. "Finn just assumed we were on date Saturday, and told everyone else."

"So why would it be a problem even if we were dating?"

"There was a situation last year," Kurt frowned at the memory. "Rachel started dating the male lead for our biggest competition for Regionals. Long story short, it was all just a plot to beat us at Regionals. Nearly worked too. I mean, they still beat us, but it wasn't because of that."

"So . . . They think I'm trying to seduce you so the Warblers will win Sectionals?" Blaine looked rightfully confused.

"That's the basic gist of it, yes."

Blaine leaned forward on his arms on the table and tried to sound nonchalant. "So what did you tell them?"

"I told them we aren't dating; that we're just friends," Kurt shrugged. "Then they said whatever we are, I have to put an end to it."

"So does that mean after this coffee, you're going to break up with me?" The corner of Blaine's mouth twitched, ruining the serious effect he was going for.

Kurt burst out in laughter. "No, actually I told them that I wasn't going to give up a friendship that's become so important to me just because they're all paranoid."

"Well that's good," Blaine smiled softly and reached across the table to take Kurt's hand again. "I'd hate to give up our friendship, too. You've become important to me."

Kurt swallowed deeply, staring at their joined hands. There was a boy holding hands with him. Willingly. In public. He felt a little light-headed. This was only something he had ever dreamed about before, and now it was actually happening. He realized that Blaine was still talking.

"I really like you, Kurt."

Kurt's eyes snapped back to the other teen's face in shock. Blaine was slowly leaning across the table towards him.

He's going to kiss me, Kurt thought, watching in shock as he got closer. At the last moment, he turned his head, and Blaine's soft lips just brushed against his cheek.

Blaine leaned back in his seat, looking at Kurt in puzzlement.

"I- I'm sorry," Kurt stuttered, blushing a deep crimson. He couldn't believe he actually turned away from a kiss from Blaine! "I- I really like you too, Blaine. It's just . . . Everything right now, with Karofsky, and the other glee members . . . I- I just don't think now is a good time."

Blaine laughed softly as Kurt hid his blushing face. He slid his hand under the younger boy's chin and gently turned his face back towards himself. It looked as though Kurt was going to cry.

"Hey, don't worry," Blaine smiled reassuringly. "I'm sorry I tried to push you. I know this whole mess with Karofsky most likely isn't making you want to go around kissing random guys you just met a week ago. Especially not after what happened today. It's okay, really. I can wait until you're ready. Until then, we'll just be friends, all right?"

Kurt nodded.

"Come on," Blaine patted his cheek softly, "smile for me."

Kurt smiled softly. "Maybe we can try again after Sectionals? At least then, my teammates won't be trying to break us up."

Blaine laughed quietly. "Whatever you want."