A/N: Hey guys! Sorry this wasn't out sooner (and that it's so short), I was having some writer's block. A small warning-this chapter did not go as planned. Right in the middle of writing it I decided to change where I was going with the story, so.. yeah..

Also, I wanted to let you guys know that I am participating in NaNoWriMo so I may not update at all in November-and if I do it will be random. I hope to get one more chapter up before November!

Anywho, I hope you all enjoy this chapter! Please review and let me know what you think-feed back is appreciated! Enjoy!

Chapter Nine, 'The Morning After'

The next morning I awoke relatively early for the day after a holiday- 8:00 am. It was a Hummel-Hudson tradition to sleep in the day after Thanksgiving and no one was to wake you under any circumstance, excluding natural disasters. Which meant I would most likely be awake by myself for a while. Which also meant I could lay in my bed and watch Blaine sleep on the other side of the room.

As my eyes traveled to Blaine's form my mind traveled back to the events of the night before. After we kissed we just stood there together for what felt like forever-but a good forever. To my surprise I was the first to pull away. I put him at arms length and as I did he spoke.

"Kurt... what just happened? What about... Rachel?"

And just like that he brought me back to reality. How was I going to explain that Rachel and I were trying to make him jealous without him getting mad at me. And while we were at it, what had just happened? What did it mean? We're we both going to ditch our 'girlfriends' and run off into the sunset together? Actually I kind of liked that plan and was tempted to just take Blaine's hand and run.

Instead I answered him the best that I could:

"I... don't know...let's... can we.. have this talk tomorrow?"

Blaine seemed to study me for a moment and I couldn't help but look at the ground. "Do we have to talk?"

"What about April?" I asked looking up, liking the idea of not having to talk about it at all.

"Talking tomorrow is good for me."

Darn.

So then we just stood there, unsure of how to part-unsure if we wanted to part, I know I didn't- until Blaine closed the gap between us. He cupped his hands around my face and kissed me. It was short and sweet and when it was done Blaine slowly pulled away and said, "Good night, Kurt."

Then we both went to our own beds and somehow fell asleep. Now it was morning and sun light was seeping in through the blinds. Then I heard water running in the bathroom down the hall. At first I was puzzled-who else could be up? Then it clicked. Rachel.

I quickly got out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom. The door was open and Rachel was there washing her face. She saw me through the bathroom mirror and smiled.

"Good mor-"

"I kissed Blaine last night," I blurted out.

Rachel dropped the towel in the sink and turned with a quiet squeal. "You did not!"

"I did."

"Oh my gosh! Come on." She grabbed my arm and dragged me to the guest room. We both sat on the bed and she commanded me to: "Spill you guts, Hummel."

So I did and by the end Rachel wore a sad wistful smile.

"Are you upset?" I asked hesitantly.

"Why would I be upset? This is the result we wanted, isn't it?" She was forcing herself to smile, I could tell.

"Yeah, it is, but..." I trailed off hoping she would supply the rest of the answer.

She sighed and picked at the comforter on the bed. "But I'm going to miss having one of you as my boyfriend."

I rolled my eyes and smiled softly, putting an arm around her in a comforting side hug. "Rachel, you knew this day would come. Besides, all we did was kiss, it might not mean anything." I felt sick at those words, hoping I didn't just jinx everything.

"Oh, but it will, it has too! If I can't have either of you, you should at least have the decency to get together!"

I laughed. "I'll try- you know I will. And, Rachel?"

"Yes?"

"You are my new mission. I promise I will find someone for you-someone who isn't into guys."

Tears sprouted to Rachel's eyes and she laughed through them. "You seriously need to stop being so nice to me. I might get the wrong impression."

I chuckled and then thwacked her with a small pillow. She giggled and covered her face.

"Wait-wait!" She held up her hand before I could throw another. "What are you going to tell Blaine? About... 'us'?" She made quotation fingers around the word us.

I sighed and dropped the next small pillow I was going to launch at her. "I was hoping nothing. I can just tell him that I told you about the kiss and we mutually broke up."

"Whether or not the two of you decide what you're doing?"

"Correct. Do you think that's right? Or should I just tell him? Maybe he won't be upset. Maybe he'll find it endearing?"

She nodded slowly. "Maybe... No, you know what-you have to tell him. No lies. Not anymore." She said the last part quietly as if to herself.

I nodded back, I could do this, I thought to myself-and then immediately disagreed with myself.

"What if I can't do this? And what if we make a big deal out of this for nothing and last night was just a fluke and he has no real feeling fore me and he was just feeling lonely and I was there!" It all came out in a rushed one breath.

Rachel was looking at me with a serious expression, which was kind of starting to worry me.

"Um.. Rach-"

"Kurt, Blaine like you. A lot."

I was taken aback for a moment. "And you know this-"

"The park. Blaine and I had a conversation last week Wednesday and I knew it then... I just didn't want you to get your hopes up."

"The park? Is that supposed to mean anything to me?"

"You know Blaine hates parks, right?"

"I know sometimes it feels like I'm dragging him there, but I wouldn't go so far as-"

"No, Kurt-he hates it. He hasn't gone since... except with you."

"Since what, Rachel?" I asked carefully, but some what impatient.

Rachel closed her eyes briefly and took a deep breath. "Since Sebastian. I told you the short of it-the jerk breaking Blaine's heart."

"I could think of a few other choice words to call him, but yes."

"I said he made a big deal about it-the break up-the reveal that everything was a lie."

"Yes."

"It was Valentine's day. Our Glee club was having a concert in the park. During one interlude between songs for a costume change, Sebastian called Blaine back on stage. He broke up with him, told him how he was just dating him as an acting exercise-right there on the stage-with half of our school, friends, and families present."

I almost felt sick, how could anyone be so cruel?! "Oh my g-"

"Not the end. Here is the kicker. They were to perform a love song duet together after costume change. And he did it. He finished the show and then left, never setting foot in a park again. Or so I thought."

"I..." I had no clue what to say. The two of us sat there silently until I realized something. I could hear a third person breathing.

I turned my body and faced the door, Rachel followed suit. We both took a sharp intake of breath.

Standing in the door way, a hand on the door frame gripping it so tightly it was as if it was the only thing keeping him up, tears streaming down his face-was Blaine.

Rachel stood slowly, as if any sudden movement would scare him off like a small animal.

"Blaine..."

"You weren't supposed to tell." His voice cracked and anyone could tell he was holding back a sob. "Rachel. You weren't. Least of all..." He glanced at me and then quickly averted his eyes.

"Blaine..." Rachel choked out; I realized now that all of us were in tears. "I'm sorry... I didn't think-"

"No, you never do, do you." Blaine's hands curled into fists. "I'm going. Now. See you in New York. Or not."

The rest of the day seemed like a hazy dream. Rachel and I just sat there, too stunned to move-until we heard the front door slam shut. We knew we should probably have followed him out-but also both of us knew that none of us were in a good enough state to discuss things rationally. So we let him go.

When my family woke we told them there was an emergency and he had to leave. We went on with our vacation acting if nothing was wrong. But things were wrong, so wrong.

I knew Rachel and I had agreed to give Blaine some space but by Saturday morning I couldn't take it. I had to talk to him, but I knew calling wouldn't work-he could just hang up on me. So I texted him.

Blaine, this is Kurt. Please don't be mad. We weren't trying to hurt you. Please talk to me.

He didn't reply, but at least maybe he had read my words before deleting it.

On the train ride back to New York Rachel and I didn't talk much and I was able to just sit and think. Why had Blaine been so upset that Rachel told me about Sebastian? It didn't make me think less of him-it just made me want to take him home and never let him go.

I sighed and looked out the window and watched the world go past me. I played absently with my cell and then the urge came over me and I brought my cell up to text him. I never even got a letter in when Rachel snatched my phone out of my hands.

"Rachel!" I protested.

"No, Kurt-it's best to say whatever you want to say to him, in person!" She dropped my cellphone into her purse and looked at me solemnly. "We are giving him space, but as soon as get home, we will fix things, understand?"

I swallowed hard and nodded. "You're right. We will go home, and fix it."

We just had to.