A/N: I'm so sorry I ever abandoned this story. I'm going to try and update once every couple of weeks. I got sidetracked by my two new other stories; The Designer and The Director and More Than A Fan. Soooo sorry. Enjoy this chapter. :) x

Chapter 8: New Feelings and Nicknames.

Dylan couldn't help it, he was trying to focus on Kurt; he really was. Scott just kept gazing into Blaine's dreamy hazel eyes and it served to make him angrier. Kurt had his fingers interlocked with Dylan's and was chattering away animatedly about something one of his friends had said they were getting him for Christmas.
"So Mercedes promised to get me a 3 year subscription to Vogue. How cool is that?" He finished off his sentence, more than a little annoyed that Dylan didn't really seem to be listening at all.
"Mhmm. Brilliant." He replied and Kurt had his answer. I wonder what it is he's staring at? I thought he was staring at me but it looks like he's staring right through me. The fashionista thought and snuck a look behind him at whatever it was that held his boyfriends' gaze. Oh my Gaga. Blaine and Scott? Some good being in hospital has done me. I've totally missed all the gossip.
"I know Dyl, I think it's weird too. I mean since I came home from hospital I haven't really seen much of Blaine. Now I know why." He said and leant forward to press a quick kiss to Dylan's cheek.

The bell rang and Kurt sighed. This was his first day back after his long stint in hospital and he knew that he had lots to catch up on. He stood up without thinking and hissed with pain as he remembered his broken bones and grabbed for the crutches that lay beside him. I feel like such a cripple. Everyone keeps giving me these really pitying looks and its driving me insane. I think maybe Dylan's getting bored of helping me around I mean, it's hardly a turn on is it? Kurt thought to himself as he made his way slowly to Calculus. He hated calculus and so did the rest of his class it seemed, with the exception of Blaine, of course. Blaine sat next to Kurt today which was unusual. Kurt had decided to sulk at the back of the class and take notes occasionally; Blaine being more of a sit-at-the-front-and-listen-intently kind of person.
"Hey Kurt, how are you feeling?" Blaine wrote on a scrap of paper from his exercise book.
"Fine thanks. So, you and Scott?" He wrote back and put the paper on the corner of Blaine's desk.
"Mmm, I don't know. Just kind of happened."
"Yeah. Cool. I'm happy for you." Kurt passed the paper back and tried to make the smile reach his eyes. He resigned to taking more notes, seeing as he found Calculus insanely difficult along with Music Theory (how ironic!). He was happy for Blaine and Scott, sort of. He'd moved on so why was it such a crime for Blaine to get a new boyfriend that Dylan seemed to be more interested in than his own.

Blaine stole a glance at Kurt after 4th period when he was hobbling towards his Music Theory class. He winced when Kurt tripped and his crutches, along with himself, hit the floor with a clatter. Dylan didn't seem to notice and Blaine cursed under his breath as he ran to Kurt's aid and picked up his scattered papers and books. Only when Kurt was thanking Blaine did Dylan notice and frowned, confused by the exchange.
"He fell. Not that you'd noticed. See you in theory." Blaine added to the pair and made his way to their last class of the day, being sure to save Kurt a seat beside him at the back. He walked in slowly, relying heavily on his crutches, wincing a little. Blaine couldn't help but feel sorry for Kurt, and that made him hate Dylan even more, which made him angry with Kurt for choosing Dylan because he'd gone and kissed Rachel. And now he had a boyfriend. Well, a fake one, but no one else had to know that.

"Hey, Blaine. This is kind of embarrassing because I sing and all that; but I have trouble reading music. Could you go through the notes with me again? Pretty please?" Kurt asked, snapping him from his reverie, unaware the lesson had even started. The soprano stuck his bruised bottom lip out in a pout to emphasize the point. This boy will actually be the death of him. He thought as he flicked through his own notes, trying to ignore how adorable Kurt looked.

After a half hour of Blaine going through notation with Kurt for what felt like the hundredth time, the fashionista sighed dramatically and let his head hit the desk in frustration. Blaine felt bad for him, he really did. He knew he was trying but it just wasn't going in. At least they were talking again. That was a step in the right direction.
"Would a coffee help? We could practice in lunch break next?" He offered Kurt; trying to ignore how it felt like that first "date" they'd been on only a few months prior.
"Yeah, sounds cool. I'll just text Dylan and let him know. He might worry otherwise." Wow, I wasn't aware that Dylan was Kurt's keeper now. Kurt quickly wrote out a text to Dylan explaining that he as going to get a coffee from the local coffee shop and have lunch off campus practicing music theory. The coiffed teen stood and grabbed his crutches quickly when the bell rang signaling their lunch break. They walked together in a companionable silence over to Blaine's car. Kurt ignored the way Blaine's arm felt around his waist as he helped him into the passenger's side.
"Thanks Blaine. It kind of is a bit difficult to get in and out of people's cars."
"No problem." He answered and jogged over to the drivers side and started the car up, making sure to drive very carefully because he didn't want to cause Kurt any more stress after his car accident.

"Kurt" "Blaine" they started in unison and they both laughed, Blaine smiling contentedly and remaining silent so Kurt could speak first. "I've missed this." The brunette said, sounding as though he was admitting it to himself as well.
"Same Kurtie." He said, using the term of endearment they had adopted one evening when Kurt was sulking about Blaine messing up his hair while they watched a film. Things had been so different then.

"Blaine. If we watch any more Harry Potter then I think I'm going to have to jump off the top of this building. Seriously this is like the hundredth time we've watched it this month."
"And it gets better every time we watch it." The nerdy boy quipped and ran a hand through Kurt's hair where he was laid against Blaine's chest on his couch. The countertenor scowled at him and sat up, swatting his hands away before crossing his arms and pouting.
"Now Kurtie. Don't sulk with me." Blaine had said and wrapped an arm back around him, pulling him closer.
"Fine Blainers. I won't."
"Good boy."

They'd both fell asleep on Kurt's couch and Wes had burst in the next morning to ask Kurt about going shopping but he hadn't the heart to wake either of them. He knew that as a prefect he should probably have reprimanded Blaine for breaking curfew and sleeping in someone else's room but he could see they were both innocent and fully clothed.

"Blainers." Kurt said quietly, liking the way it sounded on his tongue again as he looked over at Blaine as he drove. He reached out and ran a hand through his friend's gelled hair, freeing a few of the curls like he did often when they were closer. Blaine let out a quiet whine as he kept his eyes on the road, pulling up at a quaint little coffee shop he went to often. He loved when Kurt would stroke his curls. Oh how he'd missed it.

The lead warbler helped Kurt from the car, wrapping an arm around him again until he had his crutches firmly on the ground. Both boys tried to ignore the sparks they felt when they touched. Blaine held the door open for Kurt when they walked in and they were greeted by a cheery waitress.
"Hey Blaine." The excitable blond said and wrapped her arms around him tightly and he hugged her back. "It's been way too long. Who's your friend? He's hot." She said bluntly when her eyes found Kurt who was stood shyly behind Blaine, blushing as she looked him up and down.
"Kurt, meet Leah. She was one of my best friends in High School. She was like my older sister who kept the bullies at bay." He explained and rolled his eyes as she shook Kurt's hand and winked at him.
"Nice to meet you. Blaine. I fancy some sugar. I'm having a pity party because I keep tripping on these stupid things." He kicked one of his crutches and Blaine placed a hand on his arm reassuringly. "I want a big vanilla milkshake with cream and sprinkles please." He said and Blaine giggled.
"For two." Blaine added and showed Kurt to his usual booth by the window overlooking the small park.

"So the notes between the lines are F, A, C and E." Kurt said hesitantly as he studied the sheet music in front of him. Blaine nodded encouragingly and they both leant in to the milkshake, capturing one straw each in the same glass. Kurt looked into Blaine's eyes, liking the closeness between them but trying to ignore it. The other boy reached forward and stroked Kurt's cheek gently. The moment was ruined by Kurt's phone ringing and Lady Gaga's Born This Way snapped them from their reverie.
"It's Dylan. One second." Kurt said as he answered and cursed that he couldn't get up unaided for a private conversation.
"Where the hell are you?" Dylan demanded down the line, sounding furious.
"I said, having coffee and working on notation. What's wrong?"
"I just want to know who the hell you're with because Scott doesn't know where Blaine is and neither of us likes you two together. You've been fighting for so long and we don't want you two to upset each other anymore."
"Well, I am with Blaine. We've made up." Blaine scowled curiously at the mention of his name and decided that Dylan probably had stepped up to be Kurt's keeper and was demanding that they come back and stop making plans to elope.
"NO. Blaine and I aren't coming back yet and you two can't come along. Stop being a jerk. We're friends so deal with that." Kurt snapped and Blaine was concerned, rubbing soothing circles onto the back of Kurt's hand like he used to; the younger boy breathing heavily.

Dun dun dunnn…
What do you guys think of this chapter? I'm doing a long Christmas chapter next, up sometime next week. Review? Let me know if you have any ideas? It'd be nice to know if you guys are still with me after I kind of ditched the story. :(

KayleighB x