-Blaine's POV-

I yawned and woke up. Kurt's still asleep, per usual. I smirked as I saw the hickey I left on his neck last night.

He rolled over, and I got a small shock. There was another hickey on the other side of his neck!

"No," I whispered. I nudged his shoulder with my hand until he woke up.

"What?" He said.

"What the hell is that on your neck?" I asked.

"I'm pretty sure you left a hickey on me last night, if you remember." He said irritably.

"There are two." I said.

There was a silence that followed.

"Oh…" Was all Kurt said.

"You didn't have any hickeys when I was in the hospital. When did you get that? And who gave it to you?" I demanded.

He looked like he was trying to process his thoughts in short amount of time.

"Adam. But it's not what it looks like." He said.

"That's crap, Kurt. Who do you love, really? Don't I mean anything to you?" I said.

"Of course! He stalked me back here to Ohio; I wouldn't be surprised if he was still here. He came to my house and said he wanted to talk." Kurt stammered.

"You guys talked all right." I mumbled. I could feel my temper reaching the boiling point.

"He kissed me and left a hickey, but I pushed him off." He finished.

"You let him kiss you long enough to leave his mark." I said. I got out of bed and started walking towards the door.

"Stop!" He said. "He just came at me; it took a second for me to realize what had happened. Please don't go."
"Please don't go." That made me halt. I had a dream a couple weeks ago where I said that to Kurt in it. Hm, coincidence.

I turned around. "Do you swear that's what happened?" I asked.

"I swear." He said. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and sat at his desk chair, not wanting to climb back into bed with him.

"Come on, Blaine. I would never cheat on you." He said.

I raised my eyebrow at him. This put me in an awkward situation. I couldn't say the same because I already had. "I will never cheat on you again." I said.

I stood up and walked nonchalantly out of the room, downstairs, and out the door. Kurt opened his bedroom window and called out: "My dad's not going to be home this afternoon, if you want to come by." I waved at him to show that I heard him, and got into my car.

I drove to an empty parking lot and called the one person who has the goods on everyone.

"Hello?" She said.

"Where is Adam staying?" I asked.

"Well damn, there's only one hotel in Lima. He couldn't possibly have the sense to stay there." She said.

"Thanks, Santana." I said and hung up.

I drove to the Holiday Inn and asked the lady behind the counter where Adam's room was. "Mr. Crawford is in room 416, floor five." She said.

I walked to the elevator and punched the button.

The elevator stopped on floor two and none other than Adam Crawford got on.

"Punch the fifth." He said.

I looked at him with distaste, but didn't tell him who I was. "Already did." I said.

"Okay." He started flipping through his phone. That gave me an idea. I took my phone out and called Kurt.

"Hello?" He said.

I looked straight at Adam and said, "Hey Kurt, just wanted to let you know I'll be there this afternoon. Can't wait."

Adam picked his head up at the sound of Kurt's name.

"Oh good, I was worried I really upset you. Does 2:00 sound okay?" He said.

I wanted to keep staring hard at Adam, but I checked my watch instead. It was already 1:00. "Perfect. I'll be there."

I hung up and put my phone in my pocket. Adam cocked his head and said, "You friends with Kurt Hummel, yea?"

I didn't answer. Instead I said, "Are you Adam?" I said, knowing the answer.

"I am. You're Blaine?" He said. He was difficult to read. He didn't look angry, but his voice had adopted a chill factor.

The elevator stopped at the fifth floor. "Well, looks like this is where I get off." He said.

I smirked. "What a coincidence, same here."

He saw me smirk and smiled at me. "No hard feelings?" He held out his hand.

I shook it. "Nah, we're good. I was coming to kick your ass, but you don't seem to be that bad."

"Well then I'm glad we buried the hatchet. I was about to have a drink, d'you want one?" He asked.

I thought about it. "I probably shouldn't, I have to drive home."

"I'll drive you, mate. I won't have something if you want a beer." He said.

That seemed sketchy. I had just met this guy, after all. "Nah, I think I'll just leave."
He grabbed my arm, but not too roughly. "C'mon, just one. No offense, but you look like you've had a rough morning. You could use one."

I smiled in spite of myself. "All right."

We entered his room and he opened an ice cold beer. "Here, enjoy." He said, handing it to me.

I sat on his bed and took a sip. He went into the bathroom and came out shirtless.

"Whoa, we're not that close yet." I said, laughing. He looked at me and laughed with me.

"Don't you worry, Kurt just broke up with me. I'm not looking for a relationship." He took another beer out of the mini fridge. "Cheers." He said, and drank a portion of the bottle.

"What happened to my ride?" I said.

He choked a little and coughed before answering. "Call him."

"Who?" I said. He looked at me slyly.

"…Kurt." He said.

"Thanks." I said. I drank some more, trying to keep up with Adam's pace.

"So, Blaine. Let's not pretend we don't know each other. You managed to hand Kurt to me, keep him in love with you, and steal him back from me; all in one year. You must be pretty damn special, or at least good in bed." He laughed.

Man, he was in a really good mood. He just kept laughing at everything. I'd say he was high, but he didn't have the munchies.

I shrugged. "He's the love of my life; I can't bear the thought of anyone else with him."

"That's deep. But have you had any other experiences?" He asked.

"Well yeah, I cheated on him. It didn't mean anything though, and it wasn't worth it."

I finished off my beer and Adam handed me another one.

"No thanks, I should get going." I mumbled.

"I don't think so. I want to see what's so damn special about you." He said darkly. He strode over to the door and locked it.

"What the…?" I turned around to face him. "You don't have to think so, I'm leaving." I started towards the door and he grabbed my arm. "Stay." He said.

"Don't be stupid, I'm underage and not interested." I replied. I continued towards the door, opened it, and turned back.

"No wonder Kurt left you." I said, and walked out the door.

A/N: I don't like Adam much, huh? I guess most of you don't either, considering you're reading a Klaine fan fiction story. My people, you are. So! Last chapter I dabbled in smut. I hope it wasn't horrible to read, and I sincerely hope it didn't offend anyone. I'm trying to leave the chapters as cliffhangers from now on, to keep you all interested. But I like writing the good stuff too, so I'll let you in on a secret. There will be Finchel in the next chapter. Thanks for reading, you guys.