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A/N: Thanks for the lovely feedback! I'm sorry for the wait, but chapter four is here! I really like this one. Enjoy :)

Chapter 4

"Are you ready?" Blaine asked his best friend as he buttoned up his pea coat. Checking the time on his watch and finding it was a little past 7 in the morning, he threw the hood of the jacket over his head and turned to face David. If they left now, they'd be making good time and would land in Ohio about an hour before the show choir competition began. But now he noticed his best friend was a little hesitant, sitting on the hotel bed with his coat in hand.

"I'm ready… I'm just not sure about this, Blaine." David replied as he too glanced at the time. "If we get caught-"

"We won't get caught, D. Alex will fly us there and back, no questions asked. James postponed the show until tomorrow because that flu bug is going around the staff, including him, so we don't have to rush back. Jeff will cover for us if anybody asks where we are. It'll be perfect. We'll be back before James' little brain can put two and two together." Blaine told his best friend with a smile. He was so excited about this little scheme to go see the New Directions at Regionals that he hadn't been able to sleep. Alex was his father's personal pilot, and he convinced the man to fly them there and back to Boston so he'd be able to prepare for his show the next night. And Brandon, his driver, was already waiting outside to take them to the airport. It'd be great if David would get it together so they could get going.

David began putting his coat on and Blaine smiled happily. He still wasn't too confident about this though, and David was usually the catalyst of their entire stupid decision making. "Don't you at least want to tell your dad about this? If we do get caught, I know you say we won't, but if we do he may not let you visit Ohio when the tour is over."

Blaine shook his head no. That was a terrible idea. His father wouldn't appreciate this too much if he knew about it. He grabbed his wallet from the bed and pocketed, and began making his way to the hotel rooms exit. "Stop worrying so much. If you don't want to come you don't have to. I just really want to see my sister and I promised her a long time ago I'd be there."

The guilt trip. Worked all the time like a charm.

David nodded and began running to catch up with Blaine. "Okay. I'm with you. Let's do this."

Blaine smiled as he held the door for his friend. "Thanks bro."

David shook his head and playfully punched Blaine in the arm, maybe harder than Blaine would've liked. "Don't mention it."

….

Kurt yawned and opened his eyes, breaking out of a very comfortable sleep. It was a long night of staying up and chatting away the nerves of Regionals with his best friend Rachel. They had eaten chocolate and gave each other facials and did other random primping so they'd blow the competition away with clear, glowing, exfoliated skin as well as their pitch-perfect voices. And maybe Kurt had tried new methods in his skin care regime because there would be a certain guest attending Regionals, but that was neither here nor there.

As he opened his eyes, he was greeted by Rachel's big foot right in front of his face. The sight frightened him and he let out a yelp, jumping backwards and falling out of his king sized bed. The girl hadn't even stirred as he lay on the floor rubbing his ankle.

"Ouuuuuch."

After a little self-pity, Kurt stood up off the floor and rolled his eyes at the half dead junior lying on his bed, in her pink pony pajamas. He made his way over to the mirror and began observing himself.

Today was Regionals. The day he'd see Blaine Anderson again. After weeks of flirty texts and late nights on the phone, he was definitely looking forward to seeing him.

Today was also the day he'd see his ex-boyfriend Logan. He and his old glee club, the Warblers, would be competing against the New Directions and some other choir Kurt was sure they'd annihilate. Seeing Logan, however, was something he wasn't too excited about.

Kurt mussed his hair as he thought about the way he'd style it today, and went over to wake up Rachel. Once he reached the bed, he shook her gently, saying they had a couple hours before they needed to be at school to catch the bus for the competition. All it did was go in one of Rachel's ear and out the other as she snored lightly into the pillow, showing no sign of wanting to get up. Kurt rolled his eyes. Her and Finn were perfect for each other.

"Come on superstar. Regionals!" He grabbed the pillow from beneath her head and whacked her across the noggin.

Rachel began stretching as she felt Kurt smack her with the pillow, and her best friend's words began to register. Regionals… one step away from Nationals… and Blaine would be there!

"Yes! It is the big day! We'll get to kick that jack ass Logan's and the Warblers asses and Blaine is coming!" Rachel all but screamed as she hopped up on the bed smiling widely at Kurt.

Blaine. Kurt blushed at the name, but kept his cool. "Exactly. So please stop drooling all over my Egyptian cotton sheets and get in the shower. I'll go use the downstairs bathroom."

Rachel nodded as she grabbed her clothes, doing a happy dance all the way to Kurt's bathroom. He shook his head and smiled, grabbing all the items he needed as well as his cell phone and heading downstairs. He greeted Finn when he saw the boy walk in from where he spent the night at Puck's and made his way towards the shower.

Kurt cracked his neck while he waited for the shower to reach the perfect temperature. He thought to check up on Blaine and make sure nothing had happened and he was on his way. It'd kill Rachel if he couldn't be there and Kurt would be upset as well, to be perfectly honest.

He figured he'd message him on Facebook since the boy was most likely in flight right now. Texting Blaine wouldn't be too smart. As he went to the private messenger on his phone, he smiled and began typing.

Good morning :) We're getting ready now. See you there, right? -Kurt

On dad's jet. About an hour before we land, but I'll be there, handsome. ;) -Blaine

Can't wait ;) You two wrote an amazing song. The New Directions will do it justice. -Kurt

I bet you guys will. Hope I'll get to hang out with you a bit before I go back to Boston…? :) -Blaine

I hope so. But I seriously need to get in the shower before you make me late. So I'll see you later. -Kurt

Damn. Love the mental image you just gave me…-Blaine

Lol stop! Later. :)-Kurt

Later. ;)-Blaine

….

"Okay guys, this is ours today! We have two fantastic songs and I'm glad that you all convinced me on original choices. I'm so proud of you all. So go out there and give it all you've got!"

Mr. Schue gave his usual cheery pep talk and the students of the glee club pumped each other up for the competition. The Warblers were getting ready to go on and they'd probably do okay- as good as a bunch of uniform wearing robots could do. But the New Directions planned to bring the soul and one hell of a performance.

"That's right guys. We worked so hard and I know we've got this. No more being social outcasts at McKinley. We're going to Nationals!" Finn shouted as he slapped five with Sam. Everyone was amazingly motivated for the show and for once, there were no arguments going on.

Kurt sat back on one of the couches in the backstage area while Rachel paced back and forth. Usually she would be involved in Mr. Schue's and Finn's pep talk right now but she was too busy worrying that something happened to Blaine and David. Every time she peeped in the audience there was no sign of the boys, and he wasn't answering any of her calls.

"What if James found out and they're in trouble?" She asked her best friend.

Kurt shook his head. "Don't worry, Rach. I'm sure he'll be here."

A few minutes had passed and Brittany could be heard having a conversation about unicorns with Artie when the Warblers began their performance. The a cappella group began their harmonies and the New Directions made uniterested faces as they listened and some watched. Rachel scoffed as Logan began to sing, rocking back and forth, playing to the audience as they cheered. As she watched, two hands blocked her view and a deep voice whispered in her ear.

"Guess who?"

Rachel smiled so hard her friends thought her head would pop off as she ripped the hands away from her face and turned around.

"Ohmygod!" the girl shouted and she threw her arms around him. Blaine laughed, picking her up and spinning her around. Puck mock gagged at the moment and Mike laughed. "I thought you wouldn't make it in time." She continued, pulling back to look at her twin with her hands clasped on his face as if he'd disappear if she weren't careful.

Blaine flashed his pearly whites, "I promised you I would. We got stuck in traffic and the driver wasn't as expedient about getting here as David and I were." He glanced back to see David already flirting with Brittany and Santana. Blaine and Rachel only laughed. "Besides that," he continued, "fans swarmed us as we tried to get in the building. I was stupid to not bring security… it's so packed!" he hugged her again and Rachel breathed into it. "I missed you so much, Rachel."

"I missed you too!"

She saw Mr. Schue smiling like a fan girl over her brother's shoulder. She laughed a little and decided to introduce them. Blaine smirked as she grabbed his hand and dragged him over to the teacher.

"Blaine, meet Mr. Will Schuester, the glee club director. Mr. Schue, this is my twin brother, Blaine Anderson."

Mr. Schue turned red as he shook the pop stars hand. "I'm a big, big, fan, Blaine. It's so nice to meet you after hearing such wonderful things."

Blaine nodded with a wide smile. "Thanks. I'm happy you had faith in Rachel and I and went with our song. I'm sure you guys will knock it out the park." He replied.

The glee club cheered and Blaine fist pumped, showing them he had the utmost confidence in the group. He looked for David again and now he was flirting with girls from a whole different glee club. Blaine shook his head and looked away, catching eyes with Kurt who was seated on a couch in the corner nonchalantly. Blaine smiled all the way from his heart when he laid eyes on the boy. Kurt's face colored and he sent a wave to the singer in a cool, laid back fashion. Everyone went back to watching Logan and the Warblers and Blaine took the opportunity to make his way over to Kurt.

"Hey there, gorgeous." Blaine said in the sexiest most seductive voice Kurt ever had the pleasure of hearing. Every hair stood up on the back of his neck.

He decided to play with him, though.

"Hello, Blaine." he replied in a bored tone, looking at the singer who was taking off his pea coat, revealing a tight black Henley, and smoothing out the imaginary wrinkles on his wonderfully fitted black jeans. He mussed his bouncy curls and they sprang back up, and Kurt wondered what it would feel like to run his hands through those curls.

Blaine smiled as he watched Kurt's eyes rake over his body. It was a huge confidence boost. He knew girls said he was cute but would that mean Kurt thought he was appealing? Apparently so…

"I must say that was not the greeting I was expecting, Mr. Hummel." Blaine said as he placed his coat down next to Kurt on the couch.

Kurt quirked an eyebrow with curiosity. "What did you expect, Anderson?" he asked, trying not to stare at the lines of Blaine's abs showing through the super tight shirt he was wearing while the boy pulled at the hem of his Henley.

"Oh, you know," he started, smiling down at Kurt. The blue eyed teen was leaning back with his legs crossed, giving the pop star a very amused look. "You'd run towards me in slow motion and capture me in the most mind blowing, amazingly hot and heavy hug ever to be shared between two individuals."

Kurt laughed and tried to continue playing it cool, but his face tinted dark red as Blaine licked his lips and looked over him possessively. "Yeah, okay," Kurt responded, "and have some screaming thirteen year olds trample me so that they can get to you? I don't think so, Blaine. No one is leaving footprints on this face."

Blaine smiled as he listened to the boy's words. He was so enamored with this young man that it made no sense. "God, you're beautiful."

Kurt blushed even more, if possible. "I'm happy you could make it, Blaine."

"NEW DIRECTIONS! Let's go! It's game time!" Mr. Schuester shouted to his group. Everyone nervously made their way to line up as the Warblers filed in the backstage area off the stage. Blaine changed his focus from them to Kurt, holding out his hand to help the boy up.

Logan left the stage with a cocky smile on his face which quickly dropped when he saw Kurt taking some guys hand and said guy helping him to his feet. What the fuck was this? Would he really disrespect him like that, knowing he'd be there?

"Break a leg out there." Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear with a smile as the blue eyed teen caught him into a warm hug. Blaine held him tightly and Kurt pinched him so that he could get free.

"I do have to be on stage, you know." Kurt said with a laugh.

"Sorry." He said with a grin, "I'll be cheering for you."

Kurt went to join everyone else while Blaine ran over to bump fists with Finn and kiss Rachel on the cheek. After he wished the group luck, he went back to the couch where David was waiting and sat next to him.

A much taller guy with a uniform on, blonde hair and green eyes approached the two, staring at Blaine with disgust. Blaine, who was laughing with his best friend, stopped abruptly when he saw the towering boy looking at him in such a unfriendly fashion.

"Can I help you?" David asked as he and Blaine stopped whatever they were talking about.

"Wow. Blaine Anderson. To what do the little people of Ohio owe the pleasure of having you here with us?" he asked sarcastically, not even giving David the time of day. His eyes stayed locked on Blaine as the New Directions took the stage.

Blaine wondered what the hell this guy's problem was as he responded. "I came here to see my friends perform," he stated, music beginning to play on stage, "and I plan to do that, so if you'll excuse me." He got up off the couch, staring the blonde in the eyes and making his way over to the curtain. Rachel began singing and he smiled, peeling the drapes back to watch.

David stood up as well and rudely pushed past the tall uniform clad boy. He decided he didn't like him as soon as he first saw him and picking a fight with this guy probably wasn't the best idea when you're supposed to stay off the radar as much as possible, but nobody would disrespect his best friend while he was standing right there.

Logan smirked and backed off, going to join his fellow Warblers. He would talk to Kurt once he got off stage and see what was going on. They were supposed to get back together today and he'd be damned if that was messed up because of some assholes. Blaine wasn't a problem anyway, he was sure that singer was straight. Still though, something wasn't right…

….

The New Directions excitedly ran backstage while the announcer broadcasted that the results would be revealed shortly. Blaine was waiting for Rachel with open arms and when they got back there she happily jumped into his arms. David congratulated everybody and Blaine held his sister tight.

"You did spectacular, Rachel. I'm so proud of you."

She enjoyed the moment, knowing they only had a little more time together. "Thanks, Blaine. The stage is where my heart is."

Blaine nodded understandingly. Performing was a love of his as well. "It shows."

She smiled widely. "Well, let's go with the guys and wait for the results."

Blaine followed Rachel to where the New Directions were congregated. Everyone was just about holding hands and crossing fingers; Lauren Zizes was pushing Puck away from her as he tried to get some comfort, Artie and Brittany were huddled up, Mike, Tina, and Mercedes were tapping their feet against the floor anxiously, Mr. Schue was saying encouraging things to everyone, but Finn and Kurt appeared to be missing.

Blaine looked around trying to locate the boys when he saw the blonde guy from earlier a little too close to his Kurt. Then it dawned on him…

That must be Logan. Shit.

"Excuse me, sexy." Santana popped up, blocking Blaine's view of the confrontation between Logan and Kurt. "I haven't seen you since Berry's party and that's a problem. Did you miss me?"

Blaine smiled in a friendly manner. "I… I missed everyone. Yes." He stuttered out, trying to look around her. She only moved closer.

"I missed you. Can I take you somewhere and show you just how much?" Santana dragged her finger down Blaine's chest and over his abdomen, smiling at the tight muscles there. "Please?"

Blaine stared at her open mouthed before Rachel turned around to shoo her away. "Santana, please go away. Blaine gets enough of this from every girl he meets. Can you give him a break?"

Santana rolled her eyes at Rachel but obliged. "I'll see you later, sexy." She whispered in his ear seductively.

"Sorry, Blainers." Rachel said with a smile. "She's a bit much."

Blaine kissed her forehead. "Don't worry about it. I'm used to it."

He turned his attention back to the issue across the room.

Blaine thought about going over there and being all possessive but he was Blaine Anderson, the heterosexual young heart throb, as far as everyone else knew. If he were to go over there and claim Kurt as his own, things would get more than a little crazy in his life.

Rachel squeezed his hand, in what Blaine assumed was rage, as she spoke to Quinn about something the blonde did wrong during the performance and Blaine shook his head at the adorable bitch face Quinn gave his sister. He turned his focus back to Kurt who was now speaking, with Finn close behind him, and the Logan guy looking upset. Blaine smiled, hoping that Kurt wasn't falling for any of his shit when Logan looked over and caught eyes with him. The singer quickly looked away.

The judges came out and Mr. Schue nodded to his group.

"Alright, we're needed back on the stage everyone. This is it."

The glee club followed him back on stage, trailed by the other unnamed club and then the Warblers. Blaine folded his hands to his face and exhaled heavily. David smiled, patting him on the back.

"You're more nervous than she is."

Blaine laughed. "I just know how hard she works and how much these guys go through. It means a lot, you know?"

David smiled. "Don't worry. They'll win it. You saw it yourself. They were fan-fucking-tastic."

"Damn right they were." Blaine said with a smirk.

"And in first place… THE NEW DIRECTIONS!"

The crowd went wild.

Blaine and David jumped up and down while simultaneously hugging each other.

The New Directions went crazy on stage. Rachel ran to Kurt who was beaming and they grabbed each other tightly.

"Nationals, here we come!"

….

Mr. Schuester had the driver stop somewhere to celebrate. They arrived at an arcade on the way back to Lima and decided to order a couple pizzas. The whole time, everyone discussed how amazing it'd be to go to New York. Blaine listened to what everyone said and smiled. He loved New York. These guys deserved to go. Hopefully they could win Nationals.

Blaine took a sip of his soda. He was seated next to Rachel and Finn who were running their mouths about something or another. All that he could keep his focus on was Kurt across from him, seated next to David, discussing their favorite scenes from The Dark Knight. He thought it was so cool that they were getting along.

Hopefully he and I will be getting along too, if you know what I'm saying Blaine thought to himself, stupid grin all over his face. Rachel looked at him questioningly.

"Blaine, you okay there, bro?"

"Huh? Oh… oh yeah. I'm fine…" he replied, turning a little pink. She shrugged and gave him a silly face, turning back to the club.

Everyone kept having their side conversations when Mr. Schuester addressed Blaine. "So, Mr. Anderson, how long will you be staying?"

Blaine placed his cup down and replied. "I'll be leaving soon… there's a show tomorrow night. But I'll be back in a couple weeks, hopefully to stay for a while." He smiled at Rachel and put his arm around her.

Mr. Schue smiled and said they hope to have him stop by glee club sometimes. He gladly accepted and everyone cheered.

As they all continue talking and enjoying one another, Blaine glanced at Kurt across from him. He and David were so far into the conversation they apparently forgot about him, but when the blue eyes did glance up at him, Kurt's face tinted a deep red. Santana looked between the two of them from where she sat and raised an eyebrow. Blaine was looking at Kurt hungrily, smiling and winking at him, while Kurt was blushing and fumbling over the words in his conversation with David. What. The. Actual. Fuck…

Blaine pulled his arm from around Rachel and pulled out his cell phone to text message the beautiful boy opposite him.

So I kind of want some one-on-one time. –Blaine

Kurt rifled his phone out of its holder and smiled when he read the message.

And how do you suppose we do that? –Kurt

Blaine bit his bottom lip as he read. He glanced around the restaurant and saw the arcade wasn't so crowded.

"Arcade anyone?"

All the guys basically shouted 'hell yeah' as Puck and Artie high fived.

Blaine winked at Kurt and motioned for the teen to follow him. The girls remained at their tables chatting away and Mr. Schue waved a waitress down for the bill.

….

The guys broke off into groups and all played something different. David was with Sam and Finn on some fighting game, Puck with Mike doing some Dance, Dance, Revolution type of game, which of course Mike was getting perfect scores in, and Artie was over at the Hot Shot Basketball machine shooting hoops. Blaine found his way over to a zombie shooting game and put a few coins in both slots, handing a gun to Kurt. The blue eyed boy shook his head with a "I think I'll pass" but gave in once Blaine showed off his super pouty face.

After a few rounds, Kurt found that he actually didn't mind it too much. He enjoyed it actually. Blaine was acting like a secret agent and he couldn't help but laugh at the boy's dorky-ness. But he poked fun at the pop star anyway.

"How can you play this?" he asked as he shot a couple green guys down.

"Oh, it's easy. I pretend the zombies are James. New high score every time."

Kurt laughed as they two made it to the next level. Blaine smiled at the sound of it. Was saying it was 'music to his ears' to cliché?

"I love your laugh, Kurt. It's so beautiful… it makes my heart melt even more in person." Blaine spoke genuinely, catching Kurt's eyes.

Kurt chuckled at the words and figured he probably broke a world record for 'Most Blushing Done in One Day'. "You're so corny."

Blaine shrugged. "It's your fault, gorgeous." He replied, pressing the button to reload his gun. "So what did your little boyfriend want earlier?"

Kurt smirked. Jealous Blaine. Hot. "Ex. He was apologizing for everything. All the nonsense he put me through. I didn't want to hear it though."

"Good." Blaine responded, trying to remain neutral but smiling a ridiculously cheesy grin at the news.

"Oh yeah?" Kurt asked.

"Definitely. That means I have a chance." He told the junior.

Kurt tinted even pinker than he already was. "I think about you a lot, Blaine." He admitted as the game ended, turning to face the slightly shorter boy. His outfit was way too perfect right now and it took Kurt a lot of effort to not reach out and, you know, rip his shirt off.

"That's mutual… I wrote something for you…" Blaine said. He glanced around the building and saw everyone preoccupied so he moved closer once he deemed it safe.

"When can I hear it?" Kurt asked flirtatiously.

It was then that Blaine realized he'd be a jackass to leave Ohio without getting a kiss.

"I need my guitar, or a piano at least, but I want to do it in person. So you have to be patient for me."

Kurt nodded. "You're worth the wait." Blaine smiled and moved even closer to him as the taller boy leant against the game machine. Kurt continued as he noticed Blaine closing the distance between them. This would probably look suspicious to people for a person hiding his sexuality and all.

"This seems too good to be true."

Blaine smiled and lowered his head. It did seem that way. Not only for Kurt, but Blaine too. He didn't think he'd ever have a chance to be happy, not at his age of almost 17, yet here he was… this beautiful boy, sweet and caring, voice of an angel, fucking perfect.

Kurt was smiling at Blaine as he noticed the boy's bashfulness. He was reminded of the night they met, how nervous and shy Blaine was, but how bold he was all together for getting his number. It was something he admired about the star, not being out but still having the confidence to do that. Kurt didn't think he would ever do it. Then he felt himself being lead out of the room by Blaine, hand in hand, sure and firm.

"Where are we going?" Kurt asked with a laugh as Blaine sped up.

"I don't even know yet. We just need a little privacy."

He stopped at the end of the building that had a sign saying 'Laser Tag – Private Party: Parkers Family'.

Blaine turned back and smiled at his friend. "Follow my lead, darling."

Kurt rolled his eyes with a stupidly happy face but followed the singer as instructed.

A girl guarding the door didn't look up from her cell phone as the two approached. "What's your name?" she asked, picking up the guest list.

"Erm… I'm Blaine Anderson and this is my friend Kurt. We're the… entertainment."

The girl snapped her head up to see if it was true and shrieked at the sight of Blaine.

"Ohmygod, ohmygod, I can't believe this. You're so hot…. Please come in… they… the family didn't tell me they hired you!"

Kurt shook his head at the at least 20 year old girl going gaga over this 16 year old. Blaine nodded graciously and motioned for Kurt to follow him into the dark room. The taller boy did so, with a grateful smile to the employee.

Blaine's hand found Kurt's again as they made their way around screaming kids playing laser tag. Kurt laughed as Blaine almost tripped over someone stationed on the ground.

"Okay, so what now. We hang out with a bunch of 12 year olds?"

Blaine saw a door at the end of the room and dragged the brown haired boy over. He turned the knob and peeked in; smiling when he noticed it was an empty control room of some sort. "After you?"

"You want us to get arrested, don't you?"

Blaine rolled his eyes and entered first. "Please?" he gave a super-mega pouty face this time.

Kurt shook his head but walked in anyway and giggled at the speed in which Blaine closed the door and placed him against it. Such a goober this guy was.

"I missed you, Kurt." The singer said, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist and placing his head in the boy's chest.

"I missed you, too." he smiled, "But I still can't believe we're doing this…"

"Shhhh. Kiss me." Blaine said with an alluring smile. He licked his lips when Kurt grinned.

Kurt closed his eyes as Blaine leaned in capturing his lips. It was the first time Blaine ever kissed a boy, and later on he would laugh that it happened in some random control room of a pizzeria/arcade, but he'd smile at the fact that it was Kurt, somebody that made him feel the way that he felt for him. His lips slowly made their way across the other boy's, exploring the wonderful taste of coffee and something undefinable. Whatever it was, it was delicious, perfection, Kurt.

Kurt reached his hands up to cup Blaine's face as the singer sucked and nibbled on Kurt's lower lip. He found himself moving closer to Kurt, who was flush against the door, little whimpers escaping his lips.

"Damn," Blaine began as he pulled back momentarily, "that's better than I dream it every night."

Kurt blushed, now stroking Blaine's curly hair like he thought of doing earlier. "You're too perfect."

"I'm not." Blaine answered, "Your ex is just a dumbass."

Kurt laughed as Blaine leant in and gave him a chaste kiss to his lips.

"It sucks that you have to leave." Kurt spoke sadly.

"I'll be back before you know it, Kurt. And I want an answer when I get here…" Blaine replied with a sexy grin.

Kurt raised an eyebrow while flirtatiously eyeing Blaine's lips. "To what?"

"To whether or not I will have the pleasure of calling Kurt Hummel my boyfriend."

Kurt's face felt hot like it caught fire as he buried his head in the boy's shoulder. Blaine smiled and pulled him closer, still stroking his lower back. "I know how you feel about being with me… because I'm not out… but think about it, please. I really like you."

Kurt nodded against him. "I like you too. I'll think about it, sweetie."

"Thank you." Blaine said with a wide grin. "Can we kiss some more?"

Kurt lifted his head back up so that he was eye to eye with Blaine and placed his lips against the singers. They were so soft and smooth and he loved how they moved against his own as if they had been doing this for years. Blaine felt his heart rate increasing over how excited he was right now.

Yeah. This was way too good to be true.

They both stopped and opened their eyes when Blaine's phone began vibrating. Kurt smiled at him and the singer dramatically sucked his teeth. "I guess I'll get that."

Kurt laughed, his breathing a little erratic. "Go ahead."

Blaine read the message and groaned as reality set in. David was saying it was time to go, and that Alex was at the airport waiting. He looked at Kurt apologetically.

"I'm sorry; we need to get going. I'll walk you back out there."

They held each other tightly as Kurt told him okay. "You better call me when you get there." Kurt warned in a teasing voice.

Blaine smiled. "I swear I will honey."

….

On the bus going back to Lima, everyone was pretty exhausted from a busy day. Mr. Schue sat at the front of the bus dozing off while all the couples were seated together, leaning on one another.

Kurt decided he'd go in the back of the bus alone to revel in how wonderful the day had turned out to be. He pulled his cell phone out and began fashion blogging while his mind wandered off to the events of the day.

-The New Direction's would be attending Nationals in New York frickin' City.

-He finally got to tell Logan to step back and let him be happy. All the getting back together only to suffer through the same thing wasn't the way he wanted to spend his teenage years. Everyone else was happy. Didn't he deserve to find that special person to make him happy too?

-That brought him to Blaine. Blaine. They kissed. They snuggled against one another. He loved every second spent with him, and it was more than obvious that Blaine was into him. Everything he did showed him this. Kurt could totally see himself falling for Blaine… but it wouldn't be that easy. There were tons of things preventing them from being as happy as they could be… Blaine's sexuality being hidden, Blaine living across the damn country, Blaine being an international superstar that was often busy. But he was so beautiful and really cared about him. His smile was gorgeous, he had an amazing body, and his voice was golden. Why did the most amazing guy he ever met have to be so inaccessible?

"Dopey smile you're wearing there, princess."

Kurt snapped out of his thoughts and noticed Santana had come to sit with him. Shit.

"Can I help you, Satan?"

Santana twirled her hair around her fingers and gave Kurt a face that worried him to the pit of his stomach.

"So…" she began, "you and 'Anderberry', huh?"

Kurt's eyes went wide. "What…w-what are you talking about?"

Santana smiled. Too easy. "I saw you two sneaking off. What's going on?"

Kurt rolled his eyes. Great. Queen Bitch Santana Lopez was on to them. How long before this was on the front cover of the National Enquirer?

"It's none of your business Santana. We're really good friends."

"His secret is safe with me, lady face. I know you two have something going on. If you want to talk-"

"To you?" Kurt interrupted giving her an incredulous look.

"Who else do you have? I'm sure Rachel doesn't know. Finn would probably crush him with those giant pastry puff nipples."

Kurt looked down at the ground. Fuck this wasn't good.

Santana smirked when her suspicions were pretty much confirmed by Kurt's guilty look. "I knew there was a reason I couldn't get in those jeans."

Kurt smiled and rolled his eyes. "I like him."

Santana snorted. "Shit, he likes you too."

Kurt looked at her. "You think so?"

"Obviously. He eye fucked you throughout the whole meal."

Kurt couldn't hold back the laugh that exploded from his mouth. Santana chimed in and somebody shushed them. They went back to their quiet conversation.

"Look, I'm going back to sit with Britt. Remember what I said… you need anyone to talk to, I'm here."

Kurt nodded as she walked away. His phone vibrated and he looked down to see who it was from.

Miss you. –Blaine

Yeah.

Best. Saturday. Ever.