Chapter Six

A/N: Okay, so another sort of angst ridden chapter, but it's short, and I promise the next one will be a little happier. Too much doom and gloom is never good, especially for the cutest couple. So happy reading, and don't forget to review!

Blaine was having a hard time focusing in his classes. Ordinarily, he liked learning, but all he could think about was Kurt. He knew he had hurt him and it bothered him. From the moment he woke up he would pick up his phone, dial his number or write him a text message and then chicken out and press the 'end' button. This continued all day, every five minutes or so. His friends Wes and Dave were trying very hard to be understanding, but were starting to get annoyed at the constant angst over the phone. During lunch, the two of them hatched a plan.

"Hey Blaine, can you go grab me a soda? I would go but I'm simply too lazy." Ordinarily, Blaine would have told him no, but he was in such a depressed state of mind that he didn't argue, he just got up and sulked over to the vending machine. Wes was counting on that. Working quickly, Wes took the skin off his phone and switched it with Blaine's, putting the skin on it and placing his own exactly where Blaine's was. He was thankful they had the same phone. He knew he had to watch for the different wallpaper and screen savers though. By the time Blaine returned, the two boys were wolfing down their food.

"Here." Blaine handed Wes the can of Pepsi and sat back down. His hand moved to check the phone on the table in case Kurt texted him first.

"There hasn't been any missed calls or texts." Dave invented. Blaine shrugged and picked up his fork, poking sullenly at his food. Wes picked up his phone and started typing.

Hey Kurt. I'm really sorry about last night. I wasn't telling the whole truth.

"Who are you texting? We are all here." Blaine asked.

"Dave's sister. She's hot." Wes winked.

"Dude! That's my sister! At least lie when I'm here." Dave reacted.

"Okay then. I'm texting Kurt." Wes smirked. He could no longer get in trouble. He wasn't lying. The pair of them put on a good show. At the mention of Kurt, Blaine's eyes moved to the phone but didn't touch it. Wes' phone lit up again and he snatched it up quickly.

Blaine, what on earth could possibly be left to say? I get it. You're confused.

Wes hit the reply button.

Actually, I'm not confused. I know exactly how I feel and I need to tell you...

Blaine sighed. Lunch was almost over. He moved to check his phone again and Dave grabbed it from him.

"David!" He tried to snatch it back.

"Come on man, you need to eat." Dave pleaded.

Wes grabbed the phone again.

?

He hastily hit reply.

I love you.

He hit send just as Blaine managed to grab the phone back from Dave. He was about to check it when suddenly the screen went blank.

"What?" He asked, horrified. "Nonononono, I just charged it last night!" Wes let out a breath. He couldn't have timed his phone dying any better. For once he was glad he forgot to charge it. The bell rang for afternoon classes but Blaine didn't move, he just sat there looking at his phone, totally devastated. "Now I have no time to go charge it." Wes' phone started ringing. He quickly picked it up and after looking at the picture to make sure it was him, he pressed talk and shoved it at Blaine.

"It's for you!" He practically threw the phone at him.

"H-Hello?" Blaine answered, confused. He couldn't figure out who would be calling him on Wes' phone.

"Do you think this is funny?" It was Kurt, and he sounded upset. Blaine looked from the dead phone on the table and back to Wes, his eyes widening as he finally connected the pieces. He knew it was too off for his phone to just die on him.

"Kurt. I...I'm sorry. I realize what I said last night hurt you a lot." He got up and started walking out of the cafeteria.

"Last night? What about just now. I think you have way more than just last night to explain." Kurt stormed.

"What?" Blaine asked. As he listened to the response, his eyes widened.

|And... three...two...one..." Wes counted down as Blaine whipped around and glared at him. The glare was a mixture of anger and panic. Wes smiled and waved as Blaine shook his head and walked outside.

"Kurt, listen." Blaine tried to sound calm but was panicking on the inside and could barely breathe. He paced back and forth on the pavement in front of the door. "It wasn't me who sent you those text messages." He tried to explain.

"Oh I see. It wasn't you. It was your phone, but it wasn't you." Kurt said sarcastically. "It was the tooth fairy, wasn't it?"

"Wes managed to switch our phones without me noticing. He was the one sending you the messages." There was silence on the other end of the line. "Kurt, I'm really sorry. Please say something, you are so quiet." Blaine bit his lip. When Kurt answered, he almost wished Kurt had just hung up. It would have been better than hearing the tears and hurt in his voice.

"So this was all a joke." His voice cracked.

"Kurt, I had no idea he did that. I didn't know. He told me he was-"

"Save it Blaine." Kurt was getting angry. "I just humiliated myself in front of you and because of you for the second time in less than twenty four hours." Blaine's heart pounded. He refused to think about it. He needed to just do it.

"Kurt?"

"Blaine, I can't talk to you right now. I have to calm down, then maybe we can have a civilized conversation." Kurt hung up the phone.

"I love you." Blaine whispered to the dead end.