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All or Nothing – Chapter 3: Here Comes The Rain Again

A week went by as normal. During the weekend, Kurt and I did our shopping for the week, and he tried to get me to go clothes shopping but I continued to refuse. I just wasn't like Kurt when it came to clothes. I still liked my flannel, my jeans, and my vests.

I went to work during the week, just doing my job as an accountant for a CPA firm. I really hadn't made too many friends at work except this one girl, Hayley, who started around the same time I did so we just sorta bonded. She was the only one at the firm that knew I was gay, as she had tried to ask me out, but I had to turn her down. She asked me if I was gay, and I blushed, so she got her answer. So we chatted when we could, but the job itself was very repetitive.

I got out of work early on Thursday afternoon, and decided on my way home to stop in a local coffee shop. I pulled out a book, and sipped my latte when I felt a presence behind me.

"Whatcha reading?" the voice said. I looked up, and Blaine was standing there.

"Hey. Um, nothing really. Just some book my friend Tina had me borrow."

An awkward silence started as he stood behind me, cup in hand.

"Would you like to sit down?" I asked.

"Only if you want the company."

"Sure."

Blaine sat down and I gave him an awkward smile.

"So, Kurt has been hounding me to come back over," Blaine said.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, he thinks we'd be perfect together."

"He said that?"

"Well, not in so many words. But he keeps pointing out your finer qualities."

"That's Kurt for ya."

"Yeah… so he told me something that has me wondering. He said you haven't dated in seven years?"

I sighed. "I wish he would mind his own business."

"Well I think he is trying to help in his own way."

"Well it is true. I haven't dated in seven years."

"Can I ask why not?"

"I had my heart broken."

"Yeah, you told me that at dinner."

"And, while I know now that part of it was my own fault, it really hurt. He was really my first true love. I lost… um…" I trailed off when I looked around and remembered we were in public.

"I get it. He was your first everything."

"Yeah. And I just never really recovered from that."

"I can definitely understand. I experienced something similar. Had a boyfriend all through high school. We planned out our lives together basically. Kinda silly, but you know, when you're young and the only two gay kids in town, that's what you do. Then our first year of college hit. We got accepted to different schools, but they were only about an hour apart. That should have been the first sign of trouble. Two months later, I walked in on him in the middle of a…" Blaine look around then whispered, "threesome with his roommate and another guy. I found out that he had slept with almost every gay guy on campus and then some. Shattered me to pieces. I didn't date again for about two years. Then I dated around, but never really found anyone. I am happy being single, but I do miss that comfort of having someone."

"Well two years is nothing compared to my seven," I chuckled.

"True," Blaine laughed, and then reached out a hand to cover mine. "But I just wanted you to know that I do understand."

When he put his hand on mine, it felt great. I hadn't felt that way since Will, as cliché as that sounds. We just stared at each other, and I suddenly felt myself grab his hand and squeeze it. We sat that way for a few minutes, enjoying the silence, not breaking our gazes, and drinking our coffee.

"So…" Blaine said, removing his hand from mine. "What would you say to a coffee date on Saturday morning?"

"I would say yes. But…" I trailed off.

"But what?"

"I just need to take it slow, okay? As stupid as it sounds after seven years, I'm still hurt."

"I understand completely," Blaine smiled. "But I need to go for now. Let's say, meet here, 9 am on Saturday?"

"Sounds good," I smiled. Blaine grabbed my hand one last time, rubbed it, and walked out.

Kurt was going to be so full of himself after this.