Hey guys! I'm back a little more quickly this time! Aren't you guys happy now that I'm back? This chapter was a lot of fun to write so I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. This chapter is much, much longer than any of my other chapters so far, so I'm very proud of it.

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Hugs, Chloe

DISCLAIMER: I still don't own glee…

(Kurt POV)

I sat back against the wall, slowly sliding myself down to sit on the floor, head resting face-down on my arms which were folded across my knees. Ok, so what? Blaine is gay, but that doesn't change anything, does it? He is still just my friend, right? God! Why does everything have to be so complicated?

"Kurt? Are you ok?" A gentle hand rested on my shoulder. I lifted my head to see Damien crouching in front of me, looking at me with pity in his eyes, something I didn't want to see. I lowered my head back down without answering him.

"Kurt, I got worried when Blaine came back without you looking like he wanted to throw things around then sit and cry about it. So I came to find you. What happened with him? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." I mumbled into my arms.

"You don't look fine."

"Well, I am." I said, standing up. "And, if you don't mind, I'll be going back with the Warblers now. It's time to leave for the show anyway." I walked back to the Warbler's Hall without another look at Damien, who followed quickly behind me.

As I entered the room, all eyes turn towards me. I tried to compose myself and look completely unbothered, but couldn't quite pull it off. Everyone, with the exception of Blaine who was sitting in a chair facing away from the doorway where I stood, just stared at me in complete silence, everyone staying completely still.

"There you are!" exclaimed Wes, breaking the silence and coming over to me. Eyes were slowly diverted away from me. "We were waiting for you! Let's go. If we are late to our own concert because of you, then I swear I will have your head served to me on a silver platter. Now, everyone, hurry! To the bus!"

The Warblers all stood and a completely unorganized chaos ensued, with Warblers stumbling and pushing each other around. David pushed Jeff into Thad, who bumped into Blaine, who then proceeded to stumble into Wes, resulting in evil, threatening glares to everyone from Wes and giggles from the other Warblers. Somehow, everyone made it safely to the bus, free of injury, and loaded onto it successfully.

"Ok! A quick roll call and we'll go!" shouted Wes over the noisy Warblers. "David?"

"Here master!" Another glare from Wes.

"Kurt?"

"Right here." I lifted my hand slightly, not understanding the need for roll call on an optional event.

"Blaine?"

"Still here."

"Jeff?"

"Ready to go!" Only Jeff would get this excited over roll call.

"Thad?"

"Yeah." He looks bored. I wonder why.

"Uh… The rest of you?"

A chorus of sighs and here's echoed throughout the bus, and Wes put his clipboard away and signaled for the bus driver to start driving. It wasn't a very long ride, only ten minutes to the park, but the Warblers can be very annoying and obnoxious, especially enclose in a bus. I really didn't need to know why David had a tattoo of that there or why Wes had seen it before. Needless to say, I was thankful when we finally got there. Unloading and leaving Damien behind in the crowd with my family and the New Directions, I ran to catch up with Blaine, who was already across the park and behind the makeshift stage we had set up in the vast stretches of grass at the park. I slowed as I got closer to him and walked until I was right behind him, placing my hand gently on his shoulder.

"Blaine," I said softly, my voice almost a whisper. I dropped my hand as he turned to face me, a slight smile on his face, though it didn't reach his eyes.

"Kurt." Silence. A deep breath.

"I'm sorry." We both said at the same time. When he stopped talking, he signaled for me to continue, so I did.

"Blaine, I'm so sorry. I overreacted and force you to tell me something that you didn't want to say. I should've just let it go and…"

"Stop. I'm the one who should be apologizing to you. I shouldn't have told you what to do, even if I don't approve. It's your life. I let my stupid emotions get in the way, and I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?"

"As long as you forgive me."

"Of course I do!"

He hugged me, and neither of us pulled away, I was content to just stay like that forever. He smiled before turning away and going back to the Warblers. Damien came around the corner almost immediately.

"Hey." I greeted half-heartedly.

"Kurt, I need to tell you something. I was going to wait until after the concert, but I'm just going to say it now because I can't hold it in any longer."

"What is it? You're starting to worry me." He took my hands in his.

"Kurt," a pause and a deep breath from him, "I think I love you. No, I don't think I do, I do love you." Shit! What do I say now?

Luckily, I'm saved by Wes running up, shouting and dragging me away. I looked back with a fake apologetic look plastered on my face when I was actually glad to be dragged away at that moment.

"There you are! We've been looking everywhere for you! It's time to start so hurry up!"

"Ok! Ok! I'm going! Calm down! Don't worry, I'm ready for this."

Just as I got backstage, I heard a voice saying "…and I am proud to present, the Dalton Academy Warblers!" I could hear cheers erupting from the crowd, we are rock stars after all, as the curtains open, revealing the Warblers minus Blaine and me, as we were waiting backstage to make an entrance as we sung. The cheering died down as the Warblers started singing the opening notes, and Blaine entered the stage singing his part.

"Here we go again.
I kind of wanna be more than friends."

He glanced at me, still standing offstage, smiling with a small wink. Whoa, what was that?

"So take it easy on me
I'm afraid you're never satisfied."

I entered the stage at the end of this line, following up with lines of my own.

"Here we go again,
We're sick like animals we play pretend
You're just a cannibal and I'm afraid I won't get out alive
No, I won't sleep tonight."

Blaine smiled at me again before joining me with the chorus.

"Oh, oh, I want some more
Oh, oh, what are you waiting for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight."

Another smile at me.

"Oh, oh, I want some more
Oh, oh, what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight."

Another flirty glance at me. What is going on with him right now? We both held a finger up to our lips as if to say "Shh" for the next line.

"Hush, hush the world is quiet
Hush, hush we both can't fight it
It's us that made this mess
Why can't you understand?"

We were both grinning at each other now.

"Whoa, I won't sleep tonight
I won't sleep tonight
Here we go again

Oh, oh, I want some more
Oh, oh what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight"

As the final chords rang out around the park, people were beginning to cheer. I saw Mercedes stand, followed my New Directions, my family, and Damien. Everyone else gradually followed suit and stood, still cheering for us.

Blaine came over to me, grabbing my hand and dragging me to the front of the stage to make me bow. We bowed together, raising our arms in the air and bowing down dramatically. We backed up as the curtain closed and the Warblers left the stage to the left, but Blaine, still holding my hand, took me to the right, where no one was. He hugged me as soon as we got there.

"That was great Kurt! And you looked really hot by the way." I tensed a bit.

"What?" He pulled away from me and took both of my hand in his. What is he doing?

"Kurt, I know you're dating Damien, but I want to tell you something." A deep breath. "Kurt, I really like you. I mean really like you." He must be joking. "It doesn't have to change anything though." He added taking my silence as bad. He pulled away from me slightly. "I just thought you should know and…"

"You're not joking?"

"Of course I'm not." I swear that my heart just stopped completely. I must've waited too long to respond because his smile faded and he pulled away again, still holding my hands though. "If you don't feel the same way that's fine. I know you're with Damien and…"

"Shh…" I pressed our foreheads together. "You talk too much. You have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear that."

"Really?" Now it was my turn to reassure him. I grinned.

"Yeah, really." I paused. "I really want to kiss you right now."

"What's stopping you?" I placed my hands on the back of his neck, and I felt his snake around my waist. I slowly inched closer to him until our lips were centimeters apart. I paused, looking for any sign of reluctance from him, and, getting none, I pressed my lips gently to his, both of our eyes sliding shut. Fireworks went off somewhere in the distance, and I'm not sure if I imagined them or not, but it wasn't really the first thing on my mind right now. He responded eagerly to my kiss, moving his lips against mine. He wrapped his arms tighter around me, trying to pull me even closer, and deepening the kiss before reluctantly pulling apart, eyes still closed.

"Wow." he whispered against my lips.

"Yeah, wow." We kissed again, this time growing more passionate. He prodded my lips with his tongue, and I willingly parted them. A loud gasp and the sound of something dropping to the ground is what finally separated us. Eyes opening and heads snapping toward the noise, we saw Damien standing there, frozen in place, flowers on the floor.

"Damien…"

"No." He turned and walked out without another word. For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to care as Blaine kissed my cheek. Sure I had lost a friend, but now I had Blaine. Taking his hand, we went to find my family and the New Directions.

"Kurt!" Too late, they found us first. I was tackled in a hug from Mercedes. "Kurt! You did so great!"

"Thanks, it's so good to see you! I miss you guys!" She pulled away from me and turned to Blaine.

"And you must be Blaine! It's so nice to finally meet you, I've heard a lot about you." She winked and I blushed. She suddenly got completely serious. "Take care of my boy, understand?"

"Mercedes!"

"Don't worry, he's in good hands." He took my hand which had been dropped when Mercedes hugged me, and Mercedes didn't look at all surprised to see me with Blaine instead of Damien.

"Aww. I knew you boys would be together instead of with that horrid Damien boy."

The rest of New Directions came over then, each taking turns to tell me how amazing the concert was. Eventually, they noticed Blaine and my hands entwined together. Squeals of delight sounded from the girls of the club.

"Get some!" Puck yelled out.

"That's my boy!" Santana said.

Blaine and I both laughed at my friends' reactions. Mr. Schue came up to us.

"Great job Kurt! Sounded amazing! Unfortunately, we all have to go now. Bye Kurt." All the other club members each said goodbye and left, leaving Mercedes, who winked and waved at us before going to catch up with the rest of the New Directions.

My dad and Carole found us next. I dropped Blaine's hand again as they each took a turn hugging me. "You did great, son."

"Thanks dad."

"You must be Blaine." He nodded. "Take good care of my son."

"Of course, sir."

Carole said "You guys did fantastic! I loved the show."

"Thanks, Carole."

"We have to leave now," said dad. "See you later, boys, it was great to meet you Blaine." With another quick hug, he was gone as well, taking Carole with him.

"Do you have family here, Blaine?"

"Um… No, they couldn't come." He tensed up and acted as if he was hiding something, but I wouldn't push the matter right now. "We should probably get back to the bus. I'm sure Wes is going nuts looking for us." I nodded in agreement and we walked back to the bus where the Warblers were waiting for us, hand-in-hand.

As we got on the bus, we heard Wes shout, "Finally! Now we can leave."

We headed to an open seat and everyone saw our still joined hands. Shouts of "Finally!" and "Get some!" echoed all around the bus. We just sat in an open seat, ignoring the obnoxious chants of "Klaine! Klaine! Klaine!"

I just laid my head on my boyfriend's shoulder and enjoyed the now seemingly short ride back to Dalton in a completely comfortable silence. Well, Blaine and I were silent, the Warblers, on the other hand, weren't.

Oh my God. This is really happening. I never thought that I would be able to call Blaine my boyfriend.

(Blaine POV)

Oh my God. I can't believe this is really happening. I must be in heaven, or at least really, really close to it.

I smiled and took Kurt's hand as he put his head on my shoulder, enjoying the much too short ride back to Dalton.

Yay! Finally there is Klaine!

Wow, that was a long chapter for me. Two times the length of my normal chapters.

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I just want to thank you all for sticking with me on this story so far! I am not even close to done with it. When the story is done, I'm guessing it'll be anywhere in length from 20-30 chapters. I really don't know yet.

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