A/N: Right, I didn't have time to edit this properly, so I'm warning you right now that there might be some mistakes, please tell me if there is. I'm hoping that my first story isn't an utter failure as I would like to go somewhere with writing.

Blaine hurried down the street, heart breaking more with every step he took. Kurt obviously loved him, but he obviously loved Karofsky just that little bit more. Whom was he kidding? Kurt would not leave Karofsky for him. He would have to be mad to think so. Thankfully, he was pretty mad…

He wobbled a bit, trying to keep his balance - trying to stop the tears from coming. His curls fumbled on his head as he stepped into his car. Blaine rested his forehead on the wheel and inwardly cursed.

Breathe Blaine; breathe… GOD DAMNIT!

The curly haired tenor hit the wheel with his hand. A sharp pain ran up his palm.

FUCK OW!

He turned the key in the ignition, whilst breathing deeply. Sometimes he really had a good reason to hate his life. He hated his life after prom with Kurt. Their bodies were so close, like their whole existence had mixed together. He normally got on well with life, but when it came to love his life made sure that it didn't go well. He had planned to move to McKinley, he had begged his parents and made them understand why he wanted to leave Dalton, but his parent's one catch was for him to wait a month and see how it went. Blaine complied, realizing they just wanted him to make sure it was what he wanted. At the time, it was.

Over time, the month turned into a couple of months, and then a year… he didn't realize being away from Kurt would push him towards Karofsky. He remembered the moment that it had all dawned on him. Kurt had a thing for Karofsky,

(Flashback)

"KURT!" Kurt spun around on his heels, clutching Mercedes' hand. All the seniors were graduating in an hour and most of them were freaking out. Blaine could tell by Kurt's eyes that he was one of them. The countertenor let go of his best friends hand and walked towards Blaine. His glasz eyes lit up, the love between them was electric. It was noticeable. Mercedes giggled inwardly and nudged Rachel, who was also watching the two walking toward each other.

"They are so cute!" was the only thing that penetrated the comfortable silence. Both boys pretended they didn't hear anything, but their hearts had sped up. Blaine had his hands in his pockets and wasn't wearing a Dalton uniform. He had dressed up, especially for Kurt's graduation.

"…Blaine." Kurt opened his arms as they both fell into an embrace. Kurt's hair smelt like apples. Kurt smelt like vanilla, coffee and himself. It was the best smell in the world. Blaine pressed his hands on the small of Kurt's back, smiling as Kurt's eyes widened. They loved being so close to each other. "Blaine, I'm graduating soon!" The taller boy whispered. Blaine grinned. He nodded into the crook of Kurt's neck. The bell went off warning the seniors, they had only 50 minutes left. Kurt took Blaine's hand, the countertenor felt Blaine's calloused fingertips run across his thumb. He led the Warblers' lead singer into the yard.

"I'll be in the audience cheering you on. Watching you get that diploma," Kurt smiled, "and then I'll be the first to get a hug, won't I?" Blaine remarked playfully as he sat on the grass in front of a row of girls. Kurt winked as sat with him, grinning at the girls. Quinn seemed to be hyperventilating and Lauren seemed to be muttering soothing words to her.

"How are you ladies doing?" The lighter brunette boy asked, a puzzled expression on his face. He gave Quinn a reassuring look when she looked at him.

"I think I'm going to be sick! I haven't been this nervous since my waters broke on stage!" There was venom on Quinn's tongue but her words were smooth, trying to bat the venom away. She gulped as Lauren took her hand and squeezed it. Since the day, Lauren Zises found out about 'Lucy Caboosy' her and Quinn had gotten close. They were practically best friends now. Quinn gave Lauren a smile.

"I'm going to miss this goddamn school so much," Mercedes gazed up at the building she had called school for over 4 years. She let her head fall onto Rachel's shoulder as tears ran down her chocolate cheeks. "I'm actually going to miss being slushied." The group started laughing, even Blaine.

After 30 minutes of giggling and the other female New Directions along with Puck coming over, Blaine's phone vibrated. 'Wes'.

"Sorry people, Wes is calling. He probably lost his gavel again. I'll be right back!" Blaine shot up, and brushed himself off. He walked away and answered his phone. Kurt watched him wonder toward a tree and lean against it.

"How are you and Blaine?" Santana asked the question all the girls {and Puck} wanted to ask. All of them nodded in agreement;

"Yeah, how are you?"

"Have you shared dolphin kisses?"

"Are you dating?"

"What? You're dating and you didn't phone me?" Mercedes was the last voice before Kurt had had enough of their questioning.

"We aren't together-"

"But you want to be with him, don't you Hummel," Lauren winked. Lauren had this weird obsession with calling people by their surnames. All the girls {and Puck} started muttering. Kurt took a breathe,

"I have a problem." Puck had questioning eyes as he looked at the countertenor, still sitting on the grass but looking uncomfortable now.

"What kind of problem?" Quinn's voice slipped into interrogation mode.

"Well, I love Blaine," All the girls squealed and Puck high-fived him. Kurt steadied himself for his moment of weakness, and their reactions, "but me and Karofsky have got to know each other a lot. Guys I think I like him." Lauren and Santana scoffed, Mercedes grunted and the rest of the girls' eyes widened in disbelief.

"DUDE! YOU ARE HILARIOUS! Liking Karofsky… Pahahahahaha!" Puck slapped his knee a few times and then realized no one else was laughing. His best friends step-brother was not joking. Puck opened his mouth to object to Kurt's foolish statement but was stopped by the voice of Principal Figgins. Kurt stood up and sat on the end of the row, gazing around beforehand to check if Blaine was in his seat. Blaine was sitting in between his Dad and Carole and Rachel's dads.

The Principal tapped the microphone a couple of times before Mr Schue stood up and whispered in his ear.

"Welcome everybody to senior graduation," Puck was silently deviating what he should do about Kurt's 'problem'. "I hope you are all comfortable, as Mr Schuester would like to say some words, then Ms Sylvester. Then I will hand out the diplomas!"

Blaine watched the graduation in anticipation. He was waiting for his hug and the chance of a lifetime to ask Kurt Elizabeth Hummel to be his boyfriend. He gazed to the left at Burt and Carole, who were huddled together. Carole was crying and Burt was smiling at his son with bambi eyes. Rachel's dads were holding hands and sniffing quietly as Rachel wove her diploma in the air. Blaine felt respectful of them, they had managed to look after a teenage girl as she grew up and they had gotten married, and they were obviously in love. They were proof gays could live happily ever after.

After graduation, Blaine sat in the back row next to some bushes. He was scanning the yard for Kurt. His beautiful Kurt. The tenor found Kurt, but his heart cracked when he realized who he was talking to. The brunette was away from the rest of the New Directions and was talking to Karofsky - hugging Karofsky, laughing with Karofsky, staring at Karofsky.

Giving Karofsky an adoring gaze.

"Psst!" Blaine looked around uncomfortably. He shifted in his seat and turned his gaze back to Kurt. The countertenor was laughing as Karofsky spoke. "Blaine! Psssst!" Blaine recognised the masculine tone to the voice and walked towards the bushes. He opened his mouth to ask why he was hiding in the bushes, but was dragged behind some trees. Blaine's face resembled a deer caught in headlights.

"Man, don't look so scared! I've got my lady Zises, I'm not going to rape you…" Puckerman smirked when Blaine's eyes fell back to normal size. "Anyway, you love Kurt in 'that' way-" Blaine opened his mouth to answer "-don't answer, just listen." Blaine nodded. "You're losing your man to Dave Karofsky, you can't just sit back and watch it happen. I see you watching them all deer eyed dude, say something to him. I ain't one to give relationship advice because all of my relationships have been based on sex but I see you loving on him. Undressing him with your eyes. I don't know you, but I know you're better than Karofsky."

"I'm not losing hi-"

"Yes you are. Kurt likes him for fuck sake. KURT LIKES HIM!"

(end of flashback)

Blaine pulled into Mercedes' driveway and took his carryall out of the boot. He leant on the side of his car, regaining control before walking up to the doorbell and pressing it.

He never had had that chance to ask Kurt to be his boyfriend. Their 'relationship' just happened?