DISCLAIMER: I still don't own Glee or Blaine or Kurt. I really don't own anything. If I did, I wouldn't need to be writing this.

CHAPTER THREE

Blaine says nothing. He got a strange look upon his face after I told him that he made me happy. I know I probably shouldn't have said that, but I can't take it back now.

Blaine finally opens his mouth to speak.

"Me? Well, I'm happy that you're happy," he says with a slight smile on his face.

I smile briefly and nod. "Yes, you. Who else? You gave me the courage to stand up to Karofsky, and you still do give me courage. For almost anything." I pull out my phone and show him the text he sent me a couple weeks back.

"Courage - Blaine."

In all honesty, that text message has gotten me through the past little while.

Blaine smiles widely now. "Courage is important," he says, then skates onto the ice. He spins around a few times, smiling still. He's a great skater, too. What can't he do?

I muster up enough strength to step onto the ice, and my feet automatically slide around. I take a deep breath and try to stay perfectly still as I watch Blaine spin around the ice.

"I need an extra bit of courage right now..." I mutter to myself. "Blaine! Get over here."

Blaine stops spinning immediately and turns around to look at me. He smiles and skates toward me, and my heart melts as he looks into my eyes and takes my hands. The same electric shock as before surges through me.

"Baby steps. I've got you," he says, smiling, his eyes locked with mine.

I don't really think he's the best person to teach me how to skate. He's too distracting in general, let alone when he's holding my hands.

"You do realize my life is in your hands right now, yes?" I laugh slightly, trying not to lose my balance. Blaine laughs along with me.

"I take full responsibility for any damages that may happen," he says with a smile. I take another deep breath and try to skate a few feet, then fall right on my tail. I laugh a bit and just sit there. Blaine lets out a laugh after realizing I'm alright, then extends a hand to help me up.

"Well," I say. "I hope you have some money lying around for doctors' bills...and some time to entertain me while I'm in the hospital." I can't help but grin at the thought of the entertainment he might come up with.

"I'd have to figure something out for the bills, but I've always got time to entertain you," he says, smiling and looking up at me from under his eyelashes. Ahh, that boy drives me crazy.

Blaine skates backwards about five feet after making sure I was stable on my feet. "Okay, nice and slow. Try to skate towards me."

"Alright, but you better stop talking. You're distracting me," I say with a blush. I'm becoming more comfortable around him. I'll call that progress.

I slowly put one foot in front of the other and skate toward Blaine. I shakily make it to him and grin, excited that I'm improving even a bit.

Of course, good things don't last very long. I lose my balance and fall. Into Blaine's arms.

Blaine catches me and keeps me in a standing position. His arms are around me and I feel completely safe, completely happy, completely at home.

I get a reality check and become completely embarrassed. I awkwardly look up at Blaine, fearing his reaction. He's smiling at me, like he always is. This smile is different though. It's more sincere, more meaningful. More breathtaking.

He holds me for a second longer then takes a step back. "That wasn't too bad," he says.

I brush off my jeans and shrug. "You know, I think that's enough for today. These are brand new designer jeans, and I would rather not mess them up. Want to go for coffee? On me." I smile, hoping for the affirmative.

Blaine chuckles. "Sure. Sounds great."

AN: I do think you'll like the next chapter. I enjoyed writing it. Please review. It would mean a lot to me.