Agonizing Ch 4

Hi! I am such a procrastinator. Feel free to whack me upside the head for it... Well, if you want your head bitten off.

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Kurt was all Blaine could think of the next day.

As he reached the library, Blaine spotted his boyfriend sitting isolated in a corner, reading Shakespeare's The Twelfth Night. Blaine approached him quietly, as if to not disturb the peace and solitude surrounding Kurt. He sat next to him, and Kurt's hand automatically went to caress Blaine's jawline without averting his eyes from the text.

"Hi, love," Blaine whispered sweetly, quickly pressing his lips to Kurt's expectant lips, pulling away just as swiftly.

"Hey," Kurt greeted back brightly, his eyes sparkling in delight. He finally set the book down and faced Blaine. Kurt flashed a dazzling smile, warming Blaine's heart. It was the first time Kurt was genuinely smiled while he was at school, and Blaine knew it had to do with the fact that the bullying had stopped.

"I have some news. I won't be able to see you tomorrow, since I have this business function my parents want me to attend with them, but I'm all yours tonight for as long as you want me," The lies burned in Blaine's mouth like acid, but he ignored it as he quirked his own sweet smile and pulled Kurt onto his lap, ignoring Kurt's protests.

"Blaine, what if any of the jocks see?"

"Please, like the jocks would be caught dead in the library."

"True," Kurt gave in, pressing his lips to Blaine's jaw and snuggling closer into him. "And I'm glad today's Friday, so I can have you over for as long as I want."

"Mhm," Blaine hummed approvingly as he gazed lovingly at the angelic boy he held in his arms. He didn't deserve the hurt he endured on a daily basis.

"Blaine?" Kurt whispered nervously, almost self-consciously after a few moments of pure silence.

"Yes?"

"... A-are you sure you love me?"

"... No, I'm not sure that I love you." Blaine could practically hear Kurt's break at this.

"Oh. I-I'm sorry."

"I am sure that I'm in love with you, though. If I wasn't, what were you apologizing for?" Blaine whispered as he softly kissed Kurt, pulling him even closer, loving the way Kurt's lips felt against his.

"I was apologizing," Kurt said in between kisses, each one increasing in fervency. "For not being good enough to love."

This made Blaine pause and pull away, suddenly aware of where they were. He held Kurt's face gently in his hands, as if Kurt was made of glass. "Kurt, I never want you to doubt how much I love you. You are everything to me, and nothing and no one is going to change that. You're all I want."

Kurt tore his gaze away from Blaine's, looking at the ground. "How would you know that for sure? It's not like there are many gay boys in Ohio... But Sebastian could be everything you need, and more, and here you are, settling for the idiotic loser that's willing to just stay here and let the jocks beat me up every single day of my life if that's what it would take for everyone else to be happy. It hurts to know that there is nothing that I can offer you, except an anchor in Lima, while you'd rather be playing football, or teaching, or raising a family, or being happy."

"Who says you can't do that for me? Sebastian is nothing. He's some random guy who lives off of hookups. You don't seem to understand when I say that I'm in love with you. And never say those things about yourself! What about your dreams of New York?"

Kurt looked down in shame. "My dad's medical bills cost a lot. There isn't a great amount of money in my college fund to actually put me through college, especially not New York. He can't really work at the shop right now, not in his condition. My life is going downhill, and I don't want you to have to sacrifice everything you've worked so hard for, for someone who doesn't even have a brain that works the way it's supposed to. "

Blaine made Kurt's eyes meet his. "You are perfect, no matter what anybody tells you, or what they think of you. You are perfect, and I love you, and I will keep telling you that until the day that you finally believe it's true, even if that means dying for you to believe it. And we'll find a way for it to all work out. We always do."

They were entering territory where even their love for each other couldn't save them.

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The next day, Blaine sat on his bed, thinking of what he was going to do. He couldn't cheat on Kurt, even if it would stop the bullying. He needed a plan. He immediately got an idea. He ripped out his cell phone and called his old Warbler friend, Kory. Kory was single, reliable, and gay. "Kory, can you do me a favor?"

"Hey, man! I haven't talked to you in forever! What can I do for you?"

"I know! Um... It's a long story, but here's the abridged version. My boyfriend-"

"Congratulations, man!"

"Yeah, thanks, anyways, my boyfriend is bullied. Really badly, and so this jerk face named Michael is pretty much blackmailing me. He told me I have to sleep with his cousin and go to his party, or else he'll... He'll..." Blaine couldn't bring himself to say it. "Kurt could be seriously hurt."

"Okay... Where is this going?"

"Can you... Can you sleep with his cousin? I really don't want to, and if I did it, either way, Kurt would hate me."

"Sure! I sound like a sleaze for agreeing, but anything for you and your boy, who I really need to meet. So I just meet up with him and tell him I'm you?"

"You'll definitely meet him soon. He's the most sweetest, smartest, beautiful, perfect-"

"Blaine?"

"What? Oh! Sorry! But yeah, all you have to do is meet up with him and pretend to be me. And other... Stuff."

"Sure! Just text me the details."

"Thank you so much, K! I owe you big time!"

"No, man, just take care of your boy, and make sure I get to meet him soon. Take care, Blaine."

"Will do, K. See ya."

All he had to do now was get this party over with.

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Blaine lied to Kurt because this party, last time he'd been at a party with alcohol, it was a disaster (see Rachel Berry incident). Blaine didn't plan on purposefully consuming it, but the chance that he drank something spiked... Well... He was playing it safe. Plus, if Michael was there with football players, it wouldn't go very well. And the 'date' was supposed to happen there.

Blaine knocked hurriedly, before he changed his mind, and waited patiently. Kory was supposed to show up when Sebastian did, which wasn't until later.

Michael answered a few moments later, staggering against the door, words slurring. "Heyyy, Anderson, where's your pet?"

Blaine simply answered,"I left him at home," he was way too slipshod to snap at a wasted Michael James.

"Cool, cool. Hey, Anderson?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to go throw up in the bushes."

"... Um... You go... Do that." This was why he hated high school parties. It was worse than ever since Kurt wasn't there. He entered Michael's household, the strong scent of alcohol and smoke lingering heavily in the air. He was seriously entering Inferno.

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About fifteen minutes into the party, he already found himself being ushered into a closet with a bunch of random Cheerios. "Come on, Blaine! We can be so much fun!" A whiny, nasally voice came from an annoying junior.

"Blaine! Oh my gosh, I love your body. We-we belong together!"

"I can rock your world, Anderson! Just watch!"

Blaine gently tried to pry off the grabby hands of the four Cheerios. "Okay, girls, um... I'm in a relationship. I'm in love. Please, um... Just-" A cotton candy-flavored mouth interrupted him, and he immediately pulled away. "Okay, I'm done." he quickly stormed out of the close, bumping into a slightly built body. "Oh! I'm sorry!" Blaine exclaimed as he looked up to be greeted by brown eyes and a devious smirk.

"Hey there, hottie. What's your name?" the guy was obviously very intoxicated.

"Um, Blaine Anderson. Yours?"

The smirk grew even wider. "Sebastian Smythe. Pleasure to meet you."

'Oh no' was the understatement of the century.

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Sorry for being late! Hopefully next chapter will be a LOT better. Thank you to those who have actually continued to read this story!

Hopefully I'll have an editor for the next chapter, so it'll possibly slightly better.

The cliffhanger is really messed up.

I hate to do this, but... Is it okay if I set a goal for my reviews? Is twenty enough to ask for? Thanks, you guys.

I was kind of disappointed with this one, so after this story is finished, I'm going to possibly have alternate endings/situations. If not, then...

I also want to see who can guess my first name. Yes, I'm pulling a Rumpelstiltskin. So guess away. It's going to be pretty hard. I've only seen it ONCE in all of Glee fanfiction.

See you Thursday.

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