As promised, Tina rang his doorbell at seven o' clock sharp.
Blaine dragged himself to the door. Tina's face fell when she saw him.
"Blaine, I told you to dress up," she scolded as she grabbed his arm and dragged him back upstairs to his room.
Tina's heels clicked against the hardwood floor. Her hair was carefully curled and pinned back with a sparkly black barrette that matched the sequins on her black cocktail dress.
"You didn't even shave!" she exclaimed in disappointment. "Did you at least shower?" she asked.
Blaine had thought that changing out of his sweats would have been enough.
Tina dug through his closet for an acceptable outfit and pushed it into his arms. "Go shower and get ready in the bathroom and I'll wait here". Tina took out her phone as she sat down on Blaine's bed.
This was so much worse than he expected but he shuffled off into the bathroom anyway.
"Much better," Tina smiled as he emerged from the bathroom a while later. "Ok let's go," she linked her arm around Blaine's elbow.
As Tina pulled into the parking lot of Breadstix she turned to Blaine. "Thank you for letting me drag you out here. I know this past week has been terrible for you," the sincerity of her words formed a lump in Blaine's throat. All he could do was nod.
Blaine opened his door and quickly walked around to the other side of the car to open it for Tina, like the gentleman he was, as she got her purse and unbuckled her seatbelt.
She smiled at him as she stepped out.
"Thank you for being there for me. I know this week hasn't been easy for you either," Blaine said as he led Tina inside.
"Always," she said as she pulled him into a hug.
They followed the waitress to a table near the back. Their usual server, Susan placed menus in front of them and Blaine thanked her.
Much to Blaine's disbelief the night was turning out to be half bad. They talked freely as they ate, about 's lack of ability to pick decent songs for the New Directions and Blaine told her more about his friends from Dalton
"Did Nick and Jeff really put sheep on the roof of one of the buildings?" Tina asked in shock.
"Yes, they never told me how they did it and somehow they didn't get caught. It's a miracle neither of them have gotten expelled yet," Blaine smiled.
Despite his efforts, he was actually having a really great time. Blaine felt more at ease than he had been all week and he couldn't thank Tina enough.
Tina kept looking at her phone and glancing around the restaurant.
"Are you ok?" he asked skeptically.
"Yeah, I just really have to pee," she rushed as she slipped out of the booth and disappeared.
Blaine shrugged it off and fiddled with the sugar packets on the table as he waited for her to get back. He had just finished organizing the variety of sweeteners when the soft music playing throughout the restaurant abruptly stopped.
"Made a wrong turn, once or twice. Dug my way out, blood and fire," he recognized that voice immediately and both longed to see the person attached to it and had the instinct to run. "
Frozen in shock, Blaine's eyes scanned the restaurant and landed on Kurt. Tina and Sugar appeared from behind Kurt singing backup vocals. Tina winked at him as if to tell him that everything would be ok as she swayed lightly and ooed behind Kurt. This version was slower and made it impossible for Blaine to ignore the feeling behind his eyes.
"Bad decisions, that's alright," the Kurt was looking at him made Blaine believe that Kurt had forgiven him.
"Welcome to my silly life. Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood miss "no way it's all good" It didn't slow me down," Kurt's eyes begged Blaine to know that Kurt still loved him.
Blaine didn't know what to think. Kurt was here, in Lima, singing to him a week after Blaine had broke both of their hearts. Kurt had chosen this song. Blaine guessed it was only fair since he'd sang Teenage Dream to him right before breaking up with him.
"…Look I'm still around," Kurt let the feeling behind the words guide the notes in his voice.
Blaine was crying freely now. This was one of their songs. Perfect represented everything they loved about their relationship and now Blaine's head was spinning.
"Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel like you're less than fuckin' perfect" Kurt was crying too. "You're perfect to me."
Blaine didn't even bother wiping the tears from his cheeks. Kurt's voice was so beautiful and it was obvious that Kurt still loved him but Blaine was confused.
"You're so mean, when you talk, about yourself, you were wrong," Kurt voice shook on the last word.
Was he wrong? Long distance was so hard on the both of them but being without Kurt had been so much worse. Kurt was it for him, Blaine knew that now, but was he it for him? So many thoughts were running through his head as both sides of his brain argued fiercely against one another.
"Pretty, pretty please, If you ever, ever feel Like your nothing You're fuckin' perfect to me."
Kurt ended the song right before the rap. Blaine could not move. He was still so confused. He wasn't sure what he wanted but Kurt was watching him anxiously.
Blaine adverted his eyes, wiped sloppily at his cheeks and took a few deep breaths.
"I-I can go if you w-want," Kurt hiccupped from much closer than the place he had sung from.
"I broke up with you," Blaine stated with his eyes glued to the table.
"I've missed you, so much Blaine," Kurt pleaded with him.
"I need to think and then we need to talk. I'll call you," Blaine struggled to get the words out.
Kurt's face broke even more as he just nodded and walked away crying harder.
Blaine hated himself for hurting Kurt again. Kurt had just serenaded him in front of a nearly empty Breadstix and flown in from New York and Blaine had just sent him away. There was nothing else he could have done. He needed to make some important decisions and even though he wanted to chase after Kurt, apologize and kiss him silly, he stopped himself.
Blaine let himself fall apart as soon as Kurt was out of sight.
"I'm sorry, Blaine. Come on, let's get you home." Tina's hand was on his back. She threw a few bills on the table and guided him up.
The car ride was silent.
"Please don't be mad at me, he begged me to," she whispered as she pulled into Blaine's driveway.
Blaine couldn't have replied even if he had a response. He wasn't even mad at Tina. He understood that she just thought she was acting in his best interest. A warning would have been nice but then again if he'd been warned he probably wouldn't have gone.
Blaine's mind was a puzzle of conflicting feelings. He felt trapped in a maze with a blindfold on. For now all he could do was bump around until he either found a way out or lost himself forever. There was so much for him to think about and Blaine didn't even know where to begin.
A/N: Fun Fact- Kids from my high school actually let three sheep loose on top of one of the buildings of my high school before they installed security cameras up there and that's not even the craziest prank that's been do at my high school.