Hey guys it's me again. Sorry that I didn't update sooner. I've had a terrible cold! That's always the reason this chapter isn't up to par! And because my mind is focused p the coming chapters ;) Anyways I apperciate your reveiws so PLEASE keep them coming! I'm sorry this chapter is terrible!

If I don't say this now I will surely break
As I'm leaving the one I want to take
Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait
My heart has started to separate

I woke up and the a while later and rolled onto my back. I rubbed my eyes and inhaled deeply. The air smelt like cinnamon, a tiny bit of sweat and axe. It was the typical Blaine Anderson smell other than the sweat. I opened my eyes to see sun streaming into the room. Blaine was laying with his arm lazily around me. His dark hair was ungelled and shaggy. I smiled and saw that it was 3:30 I decided to go back to my bed and sleep. I pulled the covers back and saw Blaine shift.

"Where you going?" He yawned.

"My room." I whispered into the dark room.

"No stay here." he said softly.

I sighed and closed the curtains making the room darker. "You okay?" I asked as I laid my chest back on my pillow.

"Yeah." He breathed. "Why wouldn't I be?"

I bit my lip. "You're dad."'

He sniffled. "Y-Yeah I'm fine. Just sore."

I grasped his hand. "I meant emotionally."

"Fine I guess." His voice broke.

I sat up and switched my phone on so a dim light fills the room. I stared at him and see tears building up. 'Blaine."

Blaine sat up and laid his head on my shoulder. "Kels, I'm a wreck."

I wrapped my arms around him. "I know. I know it's okay though."

He shook his head. "He's my dad. I love him and he just beats me down. He hates me!"

"How could anyone hate you?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes. "Easy. Especially when your son's a faggot." He spat bitterly.

I hugged him. "Stop. you're dad is just a jerk with major issues. You're amazing."

"T-Thanks."

There's a long silence and I'm certain Blaine fell asleep until I heard him speak.

"You know why I board at Dalton?" He asked suddenly.

My stomach churned. "You're dad?"

He nodded. "Yeah. That's why I never go home in the summer. That's why I basically live here or at Wes's or David's."

I rolled over onto my side. "I don't know what to say."

The boy's hand ran down my back. "I shouldn't have said anything I'm sorry."

"It's okay trust me. I'm your best friend you can tell me anything."

His lips met mine for a brief second. "Go back to sleep I'm sorry I stopped you from sleeping."

"You should get back to sleep to."

He pulled the covers around him. "I was never asleep. I can't."

"Blaine." I urged "You need your sleep."

I heard him sigh. "I'm fine." I turned on the lamp. "What?" he asked, squinting at the light.

I yanked his shirt up and looked at his side. It was swelling. "That is not fine. You're hurt"

He looked deeply hurt. His brows were crinkled and his eyes showed pain. "Why me? Why did I have to be gay? I try so hard to get my dad to love me. I sing all the solos, I get straight A's. It's never enough. I wish I was straight." He muttered turning away from me.

I rubbed his back. "It's more than enough Blaine, you don't need him." I paused. "And do you really mean that? What about Kurt?"

"I love Kurt. I really do but if I were straight-" he trailed off.

"If you were straight you would be miserable and lying to yourself." I interjected

He shot me a frown. "Well, I'd lie to myself then." I was getting scared. This was way to darl for him.

"I love you." I whispered quickly.

"What?"

I stared into his eyes. "I love you Blaine. You are my best friend and I love you. You're amazing. I don't care if you're dating Kurt or another guy or me. I don't care you're amazing."

Blaine stared at the ceiling. "Thanks."

I kissed his cheek. "No problem." I shut off the light. "Night Blaine."

His arms were around my shoulders. "Night Kelsey."

After a few minutes of laying in silence I heard Blaine's heavy even breathing signaling he was asleep. I played with hair. How could he not know how amazing and talented he was. We needed to do something about his dad. Tonight he crossed the line asking him about our sex. I dismissed the thought and fell into a rather fitful sleep.

Blaine woke a few hours later alone. He rubbed his eyes and winced at the pain shooting threw his left side. He bit his lip and pushed himself out of bed and shuffled to the bathroom with his duffel bag in his hand. It was 10:30. Kelsey must have went downstairs. He climbed in the shower and turned the water to hot. Steam filled the room and slowly relaxed the singer's aching sides. After he was clean he got out and changed into khaki shorts and a green vee neck, leaving his hair ungelled. He walked downstairs and I was at the kitchen table drinking a mug of coffee with some toast.

"Hey." He said quietly.

"Oh hey. Do you feel any better?" I asked, turning around.

He nodded. "A little I think the shower helped."

"You don't have to go." I said out of no where.

"Huh?"

I stood up. "You don't have to go home. You can stay here for a while."

He smiled. "Really?"

He looked so relieved. "Yeah. You're my best friend I'm not going to stand by while you get hurt."

He threw his arms around me. "I love you! Thank you so much."

I hugged back. "I love you too. You're welcome."

He sat down in the chair across my from. "What about your mom and step dad?"

I rolled my eyes. "Blaine you're gay, you've been practically everyday ever since we were kids. They won't care."

"Okay, okay. Thank you."

I smiled. "Do you want to go some of your stuff?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah my dad shouldn't be home. He had some meeting about something."

I grinned to myself as I watched Blaine walk out to the car looking happy as ever. This was going to be so much better than him living at home with that jerk.

"Kelsey would mind coming in with me?" He asked quietly

I shook my head. "No let's go."

I followed Blaine into the house and he opened the door. I walked inside and he paused and listened intently. I head running water and a cough. Blaine motioned for me to follow him up the stairs. I go into his room and my eyes widened. The sheets were pulled off the bed. A melted ice pack laid on the floor. His bedside lamp and shattered on the carpet.

Blaine must have noticed my staring.

"I told you it was bad." he said simply as he grabbed his laptop and Ipod.

I didn't make eye contact. "Can I help?"

"Yeah." He sighed. "Those clothes in this bag." he said handing me a bag and pointing to the closet.

I nodded and silently began folding. I glanced over at him and he looked sad. I didn't say anything I just continued folding.

"Well. What is this?" A voice said from behind.

I jumped and looked at Blaine who clenched his jaw. "Me leaving."

"What?"

Blaine crossed his arms. "I'm leaving clearly you don't want me here so I'm leaving."

"Did she put you up to this!" he accused, pointing at me.

He rolled his eyes. "No, she's letting me stay with her."

"What's going on?" Emily, Blaine's mother, asked.

Blaine's face crumpled. He always loved his mom. She was actually accepting of his sexuality. "I'm going to stay at Kelsey's for a few days."

She looked at me and I waved a little. "Oh, you'll be back next week for dinner with Daniel and Ashlee right?" She asked hopefully.

"Yeah of course." He made himself grin.

She smiled and his dad scoffed a little. "Oh Kelsey you have to come too."

I nodded and smiled back. "Oh okay."

"Blaine." His dad barked. "Get your things and go."

He stared at his dad with the same hazel eyes. "I'm not done getting my stuff."

"I don't care! Get out come back when you're done with your 'experimenting'!" He said shoving him.

I stood there with my mouth slightly open.

He drew in a deep breath. "I am I swear."

"You sure about that?" The older man taunted.

Blaine refused to cry. "Dad I'm gay I know you don't like that but-"

"Get out!" He screamed after shoving him again. This time harder than the last. "Just get out. After this dinner with your brother I want you back this house only if you're done with this gay thing. Or I do not want to ever see you again. I'll pay for Dalton and college as long as you stay away from us."

I tried to ignore my anger. Blaine looked speechless.

"Dad please." Hot tears fell down his cheeks.

"You can come back when you're straight.' He growled.

He and his dad looked intensely at each other. "I'll try."

I walked over to him and interlocked my fingers with his. 'Blaine just come on."

He stared angrily at his father. "Fine. I'm officially separated from this family." His voiced never wavered.

I slowly made my way to the door and Blaine followed. "You okay." I asked softly.

"Fine.' He sniffled. "This is just for the better. Just for now"

So do you think Blaine will be "Straight"?

What about him living will Kelsey?

Anything I can do to make this better. (This update sucked!)

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