Hope you liked the first chapter! ahaha. c:

I enjoyed writing it, especially the jealousy scene. WHICH IS OF COURSE ONLY GOING TO GET JUICIER THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE FREAKING STORY OK.

Blaine

"You wait until you see me talking to another guy, and then choose to talk to me?" I said heatedly, glaring at Kurt. Rachel had already made her move past me, headed to go talk to Finn out in the hallway somewhere. "Things don't work that way, Kurt."

"You were flirting with him!" Kurt accused. I couldn't help but feel kind of happy inside knowing he'd actually noticed me flirting, but I'd never admit I actually was trying to.

"No, I was having a nice conversation with him about being alone. Something you obviously know nothing about since you're not the one that has to be alone all the time."

"You have friends, Blaine, it's not like you have to be alone. You choose to." Kurt rolled his eyes, obviously annoyed by me. I couldn't believe someone who could barely stand to be away from me two and a half weeks ago, was suddenly completely annoyed with me over a conversation he started.

"You think I choose to sit alone in Glee while everyone else has happy conversations? You think I choose to sit across the room from you, wishing you'd acknowledge me in some way? I don't! And I hate that it took another guy talking to me for you to even notice me whatsoever." I sighed sharply, turning from Kurt and stomping out of the hallway. I just wanted to get out of there and as far away from him as possible.

I was so pissed off, I wasn't paying any attention to where I was going. I couldn't hear my own footsteps over the sound of all my angry thoughts whirling around inside my mind. I wanted to hit something, but instead, I ran smack dab into the torso of someone.

I fell backwards a few steps, and when I looked up, there was that sexy, mysterious male once again, all alone, no other mysterious men draped in all black to be found. I blushed dark red, trying as hard as I could to regain stature before stuttering to say hello. "H-hey. Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was walking.."

Andy laughed and shook his head. "Don't even worry about it. You looked mad, though."

"Kind of." I admitted, shaking my head in an attempt to show Andy I didn't exactly want to talk about my ex to him.

"Mind if I ask why?" He asked as he shifted his weight from his right leg to his left, his stare staying held on me. I didn't want to say no to those eyes of his, but I knew my limits. The fight was between Kurt and I, no one else. Especially not the hot guy I'd just met today in class.

I shook my head once more. "I don't really want to talk about it, you know?" I said quietly as I held my bag a bit tighter. "In fact, I just want to get out of here."

"Want to get out of here with me?" He asked with a smile. I stared at him in silence for a while, trying to figure out whether or not Andy had just asked me on a date, or if he was just asking me to hang out. When Andy cleared his throat to break the silence, I knew I'd made it awkward.

"Uh, sure. That'd be awesome. Where, though..?"

Andy waved his hand for me to move towards him, and started to walk towards the school exit. I quickly followed him, walking about half a foot beside him. Once we were out of the doors, he looked around and shrugged. "I heard someone talking about some place called Breadsticks today. What's that?"

"Breadsticks?" I asked, quickly biting down on my bottom lip. Kurt and I had our fair share of good memories at that restaurant. I was almost afraid of going there with Andy. "It's a restaurant, but I mean, it'd probably be a smarter idea to just go get something like Burger King."

"I've had nothing but fast food for the past three days thanks to CC. I want to get something normal." Andy glanced at me, and I swear to God he gave me puppy dog eyes. "Please?"

Kurt

"I don't know about those guys, Kurt. They dress so.. dreadfully." Rachel sighed as we walked into Breadsticks, trying to grab some early dinner before she went out to dinner with her dads for some holiday that I didn't even knew existed. All I knew was that Rachel didn't like the food that her dads were going to have, so she wanted to fill up before, and I wasn't complaining. I needed a good virgin Margarita and a plate of sushi to splurge on after my encounter with Blaine today.

"That one had eyes for Blaine." I said with a bit of an annoyed tone as a waitress directed us to a booth. "But Blaine insists they weren't flirting."

"They were definitely flirting." Rachel rolled her eyes and took her seat. I sat directly across from her and nodded.

"I know! I-"

"Don't turn around now, but speak of the devil." Rachel's eyes widened a bit. I turned around in my seat and quickly covered my mouth to keep myself from gasping. In walked Blaine, with that goth boy not even a foot away from him. How could he bring that guy here with him, after all the memories we had here!?

"He didn't!" I exclaimed as I watched them take a booth across the room from us.

"It sure looks like he did." Rachel said calmly.

"How can you be so calm!?" I asked when I turned back to look at her. I felt completely enraged. Just because I'd broken up with Blaine, didn't mean I wanted him seeing other people. He was still mine!

"Kurt, you two broke up. Sure, he's moving pretty quickly, but whatever makes him feel better, right?"

"No, not right. He's mine, Rachel!"

"Breaking up with him means he is no longer yours."

"Ugh!" I groaned loudly and shook my head. "I have to go." I quickly stood up from the booth, and stared at Blaine as I walked out of the door. Just before I got out, his eyes met mine and I knew he knew he'd been caught.