A/N: Hello, guys! So, this fic was supposed to be an oneshot but I've received several requests for me to continue it so I've decided to do it.

Also, I just finished this chapter, so I've had the pleasure to write it while there was a riot. OMG, ALL OF THOSE GIFS FROM TREVOR PROJECT AND DARREN LOOKING LOVELY AT CHRIS, I AM NOT OKAY!

Sorry, but I just had to.

I hope you enjoy this chapter, I wrote it while having a lot of feelings hahaha. Enjoy the riot as well ;)

Chapter 2

It was just another day on set. Darren was making his way to film a scene with Chris. Those were the worst. Don't get me wrong, Darren loves his jobs and all but scenes with Chris are just…painful. He had to act like he was in love with him (which wasn't that hard, since he obviously still was.) and had to watch his ex-boyfriend do the same.

It was so real, that sometimes Darren believed it and forgot that they were characters and Chris was being Kurt, and not himself. It was mostly hard to realize that because the way Kurt looked at Blaine was the same Chris used to look at him.

He was pulled out of his thoughts by Ryan's voice.

"Ok, guys. You all know what's gonna happen…where's Chris?"

Just then, Chris arrived, making Darren feel more nervous than he already was.

Also, there was that. He becomes nervous when he has to shoot scenes with Chris. Something that never happened before the break-up. Great, don't you think?

"I'm here! Sorry, I had to sort some stuff. But let's go!" He said, not looking very enthusiastic.

"Are you ready?" Ryan asked. Both Chris and Darren nodded. "Okay. Take your places. Action!"

"Carmen Thibideaux is a classicist. So, for your audition, let's try to avoid any shocking patterns and anything that says 'look at me, I'm the center of attention and this primary color proves it.'" Said Kurt.

"Kurt, wait - just stop - I have to tell you something." Blaine interrupted.

"Oh no, you've got that look. That look I saw the night after Callbacks. If you cheat on me again, I will not accept sex addiction as an excuse." Kurt said and Blaine –Darren- blushed at that comment.

"I don't want to audition for NYADA." Blaine said.

"Well, you can't get in on your reputation alone." Replied Kurt.

"No, NYADA is just a performing arts school. That's all you can study there. I have other passions, other interests I might want to explore in college."

"For instance?" asked Kurt.

"I don't know - you know how much I love kids. I'd love to be a teacher like Mr. Schue or pre-med or something." Blaine replied.

"Of course, how can I forget the numerous conversations we've had about you wanting to be a doctor?" Kurt said, sarcastically.

"My passion for medicine has always been my secret shame. My first guy crush was George Clooney, aka Doctor Ross on ER. And it's no secret what my favorite Milton Bradley game is... It's such a great relief to be able to tell you this now. I'm just glad I did it before my audition... What?" Blaine asked when he noticed Kurt's face.

Kurt stood up from the bed and pushed Blaine by the hand to sit in front of him.

"We're getting married. I know you and I get it. This is a sweet side of you that I don't get to see very often. You're scared."

"Of what?" Blaine asked.

"Look, when I first moved here I honestly felt like I was Crocodile Dundee, alright? The city is huge, the buildings are huge, and everywhere you look, it's all these beautiful people who seem like they've just come from this secret meeting on how to make it in the big city."

"What if I don't get in? You didn't." Blaine asked, letting his insecurities show.

"You will. And if you don't, it won't matter. You're a performer. You're going to find the spotlight. And you can't shy away from your greatness just because you're afraid you aren't great enough. You have a gift. It wouldn't be right to let you hide that away."

"Okay, guys, CUT!" Yelled Ryan. "That was great. I was thinking here that maybe…maybe instead of a hug we could make Kurt and Blaine kiss. So…you can continue from where you stopped, ok?"

Oh, God. No. He hated and loved when Blaine and Kurt had to kiss. Hated, because it was so hard to contain himself and all he wanted to do when those soft, pink lips touched his was to deepen the kiss and just get lost in it. Something that he obviously couldn't do; Loved, because it felt so great to feel his love so close to him again, even if it was as Kurt and Blaine.

"Get in your places. ACTION!" Yelled Ryan.

"Thanks for knowing me. I love you." He said it like he meant it and well…he did.

Now. They were going to kiss now. Oh, God knew how nervous he was and…there it was. Chris' lips moving against his like it was made for it and he couldn't help but let out a quiet moan against the other boy's lips. He barely had time to compose himself and Chris was already pulling away. He didn't know what had gotten into him, but he didn't let Chris go and kissed him harder this time.

"CUT! CUT!" Yelled Ryan. "What just happened, Darren?"

Darren blushed and started to stutter.

"I-I d-don't know, I mean, I-I just t-thought that we could make it a good k-kiss for all the Klainers out there, you know?" He managed to say.

"Aham..sure. Well, I think we can edit that and make it look like that second kiss didn't happen. We just need to shoot Kurt's part and then we're done." Ryan said. "In your places…ACTION!"

"I love you too, and we're in this together. I can't stop you from failing, but I can promise to make it safe if you do. And I think Santana should do your makeup." Said Kurt.

And with that, the scene was over.

"CUT! That was great. Thank you, guys. You can take a break now."

Darren didn't need to be told twice. He ran to his trailer because he needed to be alone with his embarrassment.

It hadn't been five minutes in his trailer, there was a knock on the door. Darren sighed, wiped some tears that had formed in the process, and opened the door. And Chris was there. Great, the last person he needed to see.

"Dare, can we talk?"

No, you don't get to talk to me like that. Don't call me Dare after everything you put me through. That's what he wanted to say.

"Um...sure" He said, because who was he kidding? After all this time, Chris still managed to have Darren in the palm of his hand.

He gestured for Chris to enter.

"Look, I really hate this situation between us. Everything is so awkward. I mean, we were friends before…you know. I really miss our friendship," Chris said. And in that moment he looked so innocent and nervous that Darren wanted to take him in his arms and never let go. "So…what do you say?"

"I don't know, Chris. This is really hard for me, you know? I don't think I would be able to be your friend like nothing has happened."

"It's been a year, Darren. You need to get over it. I really don't want to screw our friendship up just because our little fling didn't work out."

Oh, no. He hadn't said this.

"Little fling? What we had was more than just a fling and you fucking know it! We were in love, Chris! We were making plans of spending the rest of our lives together and you just went and ripped all of our dreams like they meant nothing to you! You're afraid of screwing our friendship up? Guess what? You already have!" Darren snapped.

"Darren, why are you talking to me like that?" Chris asked, his eyes full of tears.

God knew how much he hated to see Chris cry. And being the reason of it was even worse. But he had to be strong for himself. For once.

"Because you broke me! You fucking broke me that night. I seriously thought I was going to die. And you know what? I was okay with that because if I couldn't have you, what would I live for? Why would life be worth it?- "

"Darren, I-"

"I'm not finished!" Now that he had started, he was going to say everything he felt. Everything that had been there for such a long time. "What makes me angry is that I can't hate you, no matter how I try, I can't feel anything but love towards you. That scares me and pisses me off at the same time."

He couldn't say anything because suddenly, Chris' mouth was on his and he was unable to think coherently. Their lips moved in unison, teeth colliding and a feel of need in each moan that left their mouths. Darren's mouth left Chris' to press kisses to his neck, because even after all this time, he knew how to make the other boy crazy.

It's been so long.

"C-Chris, I need you." Darren panted.

That seemed to bring Chris back to reality because, before he knew, the other boy pulled away and he was forced to face reality again.

"I-I'm sorry, Darren. I have a boyfriend. I can't do this. This was a mistake. I'm sorry."

And before Darren could reply, Chris left the trailer, taking with him all the hope Darren had felt not even five minutes ago.

"FUCK!" Darren yelled and punched the wall with every strength he had.

He looked at his hand and it was bleeding. Good. Just like his broken heart.

A/N: That was chapter two, guys! Hope you liked it. Personally, I loved it. I'm sorry for the angst, but don't worry. Everything is gonna be okay in the end.

See you soon! Love you all xx