As far awkward moments went, this was definitely in his top three. Considering Kurt's life was an awkward moment, this was pretty bad.

Not only was Karofsky slowly coming to the conclusion to that he was being stalked, his very own boyfriend was coming to that same conclusion.

Any notion that Kurt had that Azimio might have been his friend for maybe even a second was thrown out the window when he stood up and looked at him crazy, just like everyone else. He was going to pretend not to know a single thing even though it had completely been Azimio's fault that this was happening. The only good thing he could say for him right now was that he was trying to drag Karofsky away, grabbing onto his arm and pulling on it.

"Let go of me!" Karofsky wrenched his arm free from his friend's grasp and walked closer to Kurt, staring at him with a confused expression, ignoring the fact that the entire food court was looking at them too.

"Kurt. Why were you there?"

The words, they just weren't forming. He couldn't very well tell him the truth, but wasn't it wrong to lie? Kurt took a sideways glance to Azimio, before focusing back on Karofsky. He couldn't help but notice Blaine inching a little closer to him too.

Under the pressure of being asked why he was hiding behind a barrier, there was only one thing he could come up with.

"I was tying my shoe!" He blurted out, which seemed to satisfy everyone, and they all went back to what they were eating. Karofsky seemed to accept it, and Azimio almost looked proud of that excuse. This excuse would explain why they wouldn't have been able to see him behind the barrier. Kurt needed to tie his shoes before he tripped. Simple as that.

"Kurt," Blaine said, finally coming into his range of view." You're wearing boots. There are no shoelaces."

"Hey man are you ok?"

"I don't know I guess so"

"Oh good! Cause you are kind of creeping out the customers." Kurt looked up at the man speaking to him, and realized what he was saying was probably true. He was sitting inside a circular rack of clothes, hiding in it. Still, he wasn't that eager to move from it, and there was also the fact he wasn't ok.

After Blaine had so curtly told him he was wearing boots and blew up his whole excuse, Kurt ran away in those boots. He made it all the way to the last place he figured Blaine would try to look for him: The Gap. They had both vowed to never shop there again.

With as much dignity as he could, Kurt crawled out from there, and instead moved over to sit on the edge of a mannequin display.

"I'm sorry it's just I am hiding from somebody." Or rather, everyone in the food court, but mainly Blaine, Karofsky, and Azimio.

To Kurt's dismay, the guy actually sat next to him. Eyeing the man's name tag warily, Kurt couldn't help but wonder why he wasn't doing his job.

"Guy trouble huh?" The man whose nametag read 'Justin' asked, causing Kurt to look at him questioningly.

"Um sorry, but you are gay right?" The guy asked this time, and though the answer was yes, Kurt still couldn't help but stare at him like he was getting a little too personal here. They weren't even employee and customer. They were employee and weird guy that happened to be hanging out in the store. No. Hiding in the store.

"Yeah… that's it." He couldn't believe he was in a conversation with a guy that worked at The Gap. He hated everyone at The Gap just because they worked there.

"Yeah me too." Did he just say him too? He was having guy trouble?

"Hope your boss doesn't know that." Kurt muttered, remembering Jeremiah. He wasn't someone he could easily forget in all honesty. At the time Kurt was glad he got fired, but the more he thought about it, the harsher it seemed. In a way, it almost seemed like he had been fired for being gay.

"Actually he does… he's cool with it. He told me as long as no one starts singing to me about it."

"Really? That's weird… why would he say something silly like that?" Kurt said a little nervously. Was that becoming a story here?

"Well he told me it was because some guy and his background singers showed up and started singing to the last senior manager that worked here…"

"That actually sounds kind of cool, like free entertainment? I mean I wish I had been there to see it." Honestly, Kurt didn't want to admit to being there, or being one of the 'background singers' but he did feel like he had to defend the Warblers. So what if Kurt didn't like the reason they had gone into The Gap to sing that day? They sounded damn good, and the shoppers had looked impressed.

"You were actually."

"How wou-"

"Cause I was there too. You don't just show up to work at The Gap one day and become the new Senior Manager." He said with a wink, one infuriating wink. Angered, Kurt stood up and started to walk away; he sensed there was something horribly wrong with this conversation.

"Tell Blaine I said hi." The last words Kurt heard before he completely left the store he hated.

Trying to leave the mall was a whole different story. Azimio had kidnapped him and drove him here… what were the chances he would kidnap him and take him back to his car?

When Kurt ran away, everyone had watched him run. The only person brave enough to run after him was Blaine. Karofsky didn't move. He was still in shock, and really, what gave him any reason to chase after him? Besides, running through the mall just made you look like a maniac.

"Come on man, let's get out of here." Azimio was again trying to guide him out of the food court, an uncomfortable look on his face as he tried to escape the concealed stares. People had started to look at them again, and that was perhaps the only reason he had agreed to just leave.

"We are going to talk about this later." Karofsky said gruffly. He was confused, and despite the fact Azimo was playing dumb, Karofsky knew his friend was behind all of this somehow, except perhaps pretty boy showing up. That 'shit' was pretty genuine.

It turned out that Azimio took talking later so literal, that he didn't talk again. Well, that was until they got distracted by a Gamestop, where he still ended up talking very little anyway. However, neither of them could resist checking out games to help get their minds off of things.

That was why it had taken so long for them to leave the mall, where Karofsky instantly noticed Kurt sitting out on a bench. It looked like pretty boy had run off and got lost somewhere, because apparently he hadn't found Kurt.

Content on just leaving all of this behind him, Karofsky was about to just walk off. It was then that Azimio decided it would be cool to talk.

"Hey man, I will explain this all to you later, I swear… but for now can you just drive him to Lima Bean? Thanks man." Before Karofsky could protest, Azimio walked away. Sure he probably could have stopped him, but he had done that so fast, Karofsky's mind barely had time to comprehend what had just happened.

There was still time. He wasn't obligated to do this or anything. Karofsky could honestly leave, it wasn't like he was looking at him or anything. If he snuck away now, there was a chance that Kurt would never know he was there in the first place. All Karofsky had to do was walk away now and… he couldn't do it.

"Hey Hummel. Do you need a ride?" Kurt turned to look at him, and to Karofsky's surprise, nodded slowly.

Normally, Kurt probably would have refused the offer, but he couldn't deny the fact that he had no way to get home and that he trusted Karofsky a little bit more than Blaine right now.

The thing was, what Justin had said was getting to him more than he wanted it to, but Kurt just couldn't bear the fact that the reason Blaine was there in the first place was Justin. Kurt, in his head, had planned out every outcome stalking Karofsky in the mall could have, and seeing Blaine hadn't been one of them.

Kurt stole a glance at Karofsky, who seemed to be trying to look at anything in the world beside Kurt. Then again, perhaps he was just a good driver that kept his eyes on the road.

"Hummel-"

"It was Azimio's fault!" Kurt yelled out, there was no way he was going to let him be the innocent one here; it was literally all his fault.

"I was just going to tell you to close the window, the air conditioner is on." Embarrassed, Kurt closed the window obediently. The wind gone, it was now dead silent in the car, but Kurt had still noticed the small hint of a smile on Karofsky's face. Kurt supposed he deserved to be laughed at it.

The awkward silence was closing in on them, and neither of them seemed to want to reach for the radio. It just wasn't Kurt's car, so there was no way he was going to touch it, and well he wasn't sure why Karofsky wasn't touching the radio.

"It's broken." Karofsky said after a while, causing Kurt to stare at him in confusion.

"The radio. It broke a week ago." Oh. Yeah that made sense… actually; it should have been the first thing that came to his mind. Instead, Kurt had thought he meant the trust between Karofsky and Azimio, but he was just thinking way too much into things. It turned out not everything had a deeper meaning.

"OK Hummel we're at the Lima Bean." Karofsky announced, ending the most silent car ride Kurt ever had to endure.

"Thank you." Hopping out of the car with his natural dignity, Kurt Hummel strode his way back to his car, where he had left it. Relief flooded through him as he got back into his own car, where he belonged.

Well, what could anyone have expected from that? Karofsky watched as Kurt made it safely to his car before reaching for his phone, and starting a new text to Azimio.

'y did u-'

His text was interrupted by a prompt knocking on his window. He turned to see Kurt's face in his window, motioning for him to roll it down.

Obliging his request, Karofsky pressed the button, removing the barrier between them.

"Your radio."

"My radio?"

"Yeah, your radio. I can… probably fix it if you want."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, my dad is a mechanic and I uh… learned some things. So next Saturday ok?"

"Sure."

"Alright." No goodbyes said, Kurt Hummel walked away from his car once again, except this time really drove off.

Karofsky on the other hand turned back his text.

'I h8 u. Can u come over tmrw?'

The reply came swiftly.

'h8 u 2 man, C ya tmrw!'