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"What did you just say?" Finn's eyes narrowed.

I held my hands up in surrender. "I mean well you see it's not what it looks like."

Finn gave me some space, crossing his arms over his chest. "Oh, really? Because it looks like you're sleeping in my brother's room."

"Ah, you do see that right, but I slept on the floor." I pointed to the sleeping bag. Finn's brow furrowed, still not satisfied.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

My thoughts raced around in my head. I don't know what to say. I can't tell him the whole truth although I kind of already gave away part of the story. I can't believe I said I picked Kurt up at a bar. I scrambled to come up with something to say and blurted the first thing that came to my mind. "Kurt picked me up from a bar because I had too much to drink and he let me stay. I didn't want my parents to know." I wanted to punch myself. I can't believe I lied, but I didn't want Kurt to get in trouble. I sort of told the truth just flipped it around here and there.

Someone thundered up the stairs. Kurt appeared at the door huffing and puffing leaning on the door frame for support as he tried to catch his breath. He leaned down, put a hand on his back and took in a big gulp of air; he stood up straight face flush with his shirt hanging off his shoulder. I think I almost got a nose bleed. I pinched the bridge of my nose and stared at the ceiling. I hope to the gods that he adjusts his shirt when I look at him again.

"Finn I can explain…" Kurt wheezed.

I stepped in before he could say what really happened. "I called you and you picked me because I was too drunk to drive." Kurt's eyes rounded. Bet he didn't think I'd cover for him. That's okay I didn't know I'd do it either.

Finn glanced between Kurt and me. "I thought you said that you picked Kurt up at a bar?" Finn fired his question at me.

Crap. I was hoping Finn didn't pick up on the change of wording. Kurt jumped in to save me. "What he meant to say was I picked him up at the bar. Not the other way around. You must have a hangover or something. Let's get you some breakfast." Kurt grabbed me by the arm, pulled me after him until we were in the kitchen.

He pulled out a chair and slumped in it. I copied his action. I'm exhausted and the day has barely started. Kurt slapped his hands on the table. "Well, let me make you some breakfast then I'll take you home." Kurt offered a smile that sent my heart pounding against my chest. Kurt's going to make breakfast? For me? The thought melted something inside me. I smiled at Kurt almost letting myself enjoy all his attention on me then I remembered why I was there and how Kurt's ex-boyfriend had been here too.

Kurt got up from the table. I stood up too. "You don't have to do that. I think it's best if I call my dad. That way you can get on with your day."

Kurt put his hands on his hips all traces of his smiled wiped from his face. "David Karofsky sit down and let me make you breakfast. And stop trying to run away from me. You know for someone who confessed their love to me you sure don't show it."

"What?" I stood there stunned by Kurt's words. I don't understand.

Kurt flushed, pink covering his entire face to the tips of his ears and a little bit of his neck. "Sorry," he mumbled. He looked at the ground scuffing his feet on the tile. Then bright blue eyes looked me right in the eyes. "But you trying to run away from me is really starting to get on my nerves."

"Okay." How do I proceed? And I can't believe Kurt brought up the fact that I confessed my love. I assumed that he didn't want me to mention it again.

"No, it's not. I don't get you. You tell me you love me then go out with a guy the next day then you call and tell me about it. And the day after that you leave that guy behind to take care of me. Why?" Kurt seemed beyond frustrated. So was I.

"Sit down." I pulled out the chair Kurt had been occupying. He sat down with a grunt, pouting his lips. I sat down across from him. "First off I meant what I said the other day. I went to Scandals that night to try and forget what happened for just a little bit." I wiped my forehead. Man, this is so awkward. I don't want to explain anymore but Kurt deserves to know the truth and the whole truth. I braced myself for the next part. "I went out with Colin because I thought it might help the healing process even though I knew that it wasn't going to work. Colin actually seems to like me and like you said if nothing came out of it romantically I might make a friend and that sat well with me. The night I called you I wanted to hear your voice and get advice. It made me feel better, but when we said good bye your phone didn't really hang up."

Kurt jaw tightened. "What do you mean?"

I covered my eyes with my hand. This sucks. "I kinda sorta heard you and Blaine break up."

"Kinda sorta?"

"I'm so sorry. I couldn't stop listening when I heard you start talking. I hung up right after you told him to leave."

"So you knew why I was at Scandals last night?"

"Yeah."

"And you stopped me?"

"Yes. Kurt I'm sorry again. If I could take it back I would, but for what it's worth I am sorry."

Kurt stared at his hands for a while. "It's all right."

That got my attention. "It is?"

"Yeah, I'm glad you stopped me last night. Sebastian is not worth it and now I know neither is Blaine."

I knew the last part took a lot for Kurt to admit. He swallowed thickly, blinking his eyes rapidly. I looked away not wanting to intrude on his privacy anymore than I already had.

"That still doesn't explain why you keep trying to get away from me," Kurt said.

I thought this whole painful conversation was over. "I thought you wouldn't want to be around me. I mean after everything."

"I offered you my friendship and I meant it." Kurt covered my hands with his delicate white ones.

"So we're really friends?"

"Well, yeah." Kurt patted my hands and stood up with a full bright smile. "Now it's time to eat. How do pancakes sound?"

"Like heaven." Kurt gave me one more smile then went to work on making us breakfast and some for Finn.

By the time we finished eating breakfast I thought I could roll over and die a happy man. I rubbed my stomach and burped, covering my mouth when Kurt looked at me. "Excuse me."

He laughed. "No that means you enjoyed it." Kurt picked up the plates and I helped him wash the dishes. "You ready?"

"Yeah let me call my dad to let him know I'm on my way." I pulled my phone from my pocket to see that I had a text from Colin. He wanted to make sure that I was all right and he told me to call him later. I smile at my phone. It looks like I did make a friend.

"What's that smile for?" Kurt asked as he shrugged on his coat.

"Oh, Colin texted me to make sure I was all right." I started typing to Colin that I'd call him later when I looked up to find Kurt glaring at my phone. "What?"

"Are you guys going out?" Kurt asked.

"Uh, not really. I don't like him like that. For obvious reasons."

"Oh." Kurt stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"You okay?" I put my phone in pocket when I sent the text. Why does Kurt look hurt?

"I thought you wanted to spend time with me."

"I do." I thought that was obvious when I confessed my love. "I told you the reason I was trying to get away is because I thought you didn't want to spend time with me. But do you?"

"Yeah, no. I don't know. I'm so confused. All I know is ever since you told me how you feel it's been…weird."

My brow lifted, my mouth went dry as I asked Kurt, "What do you mean?"

"Ever since I saw you with that guy at the coffee shop I felt irritated."

"Why?"

"I don't know. It doesn't make sense. And when you called me for advice I felt peeved then too. I want you to be happy and I want to help in any way I can, but it felt strange."

My heart thundered in my ears. Is Kurt jealous and just doesn't recognize the emotion? Nah, that can't be it. I shrugged off that feeling. It must be something else. Why would he be jealous? He made it plain that he only wanted to be friends. I'm looking for hope where there's none to be found.

Kurt slapped a fist into his hand. "You're taking me to the movies next weekend."

Wait, what? "I am?"

"Yes, we're going to start hanging out. Just like friends do."

"But we are friends."

"Exactly. First things first let's get you home." Kurt was a whirl wind. Apparently I was taking him out next weekend. Is anybody ever going to give me a choice about what I want to do anymore? Not that I mind now. I get to hang out with Kurt and for some reason I couldn't help shake the feeling that this was in fact a date. Only one way to find out.

Yay! Chapter 5 is finished

Chapter 6 will be posted soon