WFL

A/N: I just came to say hello.

:) Please Enjoy.

Chapter 11

"Kurt? Baby…"

Blaine gently untangled himself from underneath a still fast asleep Kurt. The McKinley student looked so peaceful that Blaine didn't want to disturb him. It had been a pretty busy day after all, and after the drama Blaine just wanted Kurt to get some rest.

Now it was late and he did have a 'curfew' according to his manager James, so Blaine thought it would be a good idea to get going.

After placing a soft kiss to his boyfriend's lips, he noticed that Kurt smiled in his sleep and it warmed him up a little. He grabbed his hoodie off a hook behind Kurt's bedroom door and softly said goodbye before entering the hallway.

On his way down the steps he ran into Finn who was on his way up. The boy's face lit up as he smiled widely; the action making Blaine laugh.

"Dude! When did you get here?"

"A couple hours ago," Blaine answered as he began to put his arms into the sleeves of his hoodie, "I dropped Kurt off and came in for a while. We fell asleep not long after we got here."

Burt, who was sitting on the couch looking at television, breathed a sigh of relief at that. That meant nobody was deflowering his son under his roof while he was at work. This was good news.

"He's still asleep," Blaine explained as he followed Finn back down to the front door. "I didn't have the heart to wake him. It was a long day, you know."

Finn nodded, opening the door for him. Blaine didn't notice Burt in the living room as he was on his way out but Burt sure didn't miss him. The taller teenager crossed his arms as he spoke, "Yeah, man. Rachel told me you guys were going to talk to Logan. What was that about?"

"Where do I begin?" Blaine laughed.

Finn frowned a little. Nobody understood just how much he hated Logan, and he was sure this story was going to do nothing but fuel the fire even more.

"He found out about Kurt and I and decided he wanted to blackmail me. At first he wanted me to break up with Kurt but I told him that wasn't happening—"

"And let me guess, he threatened to tell everyone about you?"

Blaine nodded as he entered the doorway before turning back to face Finn. "Bingo."

"What a fucking ass-hat. I hate that—"

"Language, Finn."

Finn jumped from the voice of his step father, practically forgetting the man was there. Blaine's eyes went wide and he suddenly felt the urge to get back to James quickly—something he can honestly say he'd never felt the urge to do.

"Oh, sorry dad…" Finn said with a guilty, startled smile, "was just saying goodbye to a friend."

Burt got up off the sofa and approached the two in the doorway. Blaine's face was stone white as he stood frozen, part of him wanting to run for the hills but the other part of him wanting to be a man. That was the only way Burt would respect him as Kurt's boyfriend after all. If he ran away after coming from upstairs that would look incredibly suspect, and he could most likely say goodbye to Kurt forever.

"Blaine. Don't leave so fast. Let's talk." Burt placed a hearty hand on the singers shoulder and all but dragged him off the porch and back inside the house. Finn prepared himself to run off and up the steps but Burt didn't let him get very far as his free hand reached out to grab the lanky boy by the ear.

"I just wanted to make sure I eavesdropped on this conversation correctly," Burt started, his eyes locking with Finn's before moving on to Blaine's. The curly haired teen looked like he was seconds away from breaking down. "You said that someone found out about 'Kurt and I' as in you and my son Kurt as a couple, right?"

Blaine nodded, trepidation shining in his eyes.

He then turned to Finn who was leaning over uncomfortably; trying his best to make sure his right ear remained intact. "Which means that you, Finn, were aware Kurt had his boyfriend in his room, and despite knowing me and your mothers' rules for you two having your significant others in your bedroom, you sat idly by and let it happen."

"In my defense, sir, Blaine's a great guy. He's a true gentleman."

Blaine smiled at Finn but Burt's hands tightened around his shoulder and he winced.

"That's a horrible defense, Finn." the man deadpanned. "Just go to your room. I'll deal with you and Kurt later."

Finn all but ran up the steps once Burt released him, tripping a couple times up the way. The door slammed promptly as Blaine's boyfriend's wonderfully intimidating father nudged him towards the living room. He quickly took a seat after removing his hoodie because of how sweaty he was all of a sudden. He hadn't been this nervous since February 11th at a certain party he attended.

Better known as the night he met Kurt Hummel.

"Would you like something to drink, son?" Burt questioned in an awfully polite manner. Blaine gulped but shook his head no.

The man took a seat on his recliner, staring at this young, curly haired kid he met a couple nights ago. He still hadn't had the slightest clue of who he was besides Rachel's long lost brother, (if that was even true, Burt thought to himself) and now Kurt's boyfriend. What had their relationship become that he had no idea Kurt was dating a new guy? He told him all about Logan. What was the secret here?

And why were they being blackmailed?

Burt spent about five minutes staring at a pale Blaine in silence. The boy looked as if he was thinking about speaking; mouth parting for a second then closing once more; but never let himself do so. Burt decided he'd get this over with as he spoke in his clear, low voice.

"So I get home from work today and decide I'd go say hello to my sons. One is having a fit because he doesn't understand his homework, so I go to the other one's room to see if he could maybe help and he's cuddled up with this boy I was told is his friend. Isn't that what you guys told me Saturday night?"

Blaine nodded. "Yes sir."

"The funny thing is you aren't his friend."

"Well we are friends—"

"But you're actually boyfriends. And he didn't think enough of me to tell me he had a new boyfriend."

Blaine breathed out heavily. "We were both going to tell you together, I swear. He and I just got together and I guess we're just getting used to the idea of each other and… being happy and all. I need to tell my own dad as well."

Burt stared at him until Blaine dropped his head; his eyes meeting his sweaty palms. This wasn't the relationship he wanted with his boyfriend's father. Burt was probably going to hate him forever now.

"The whole you being in his room is something I don't understand, Blaine. He knows damn well I'd never want him in there with a closed door knowing I really don't know you—T-That's… That's you." Burt turned from Blaine to the television. The singer did the same thing.

Burt must've been watching the news because now a repeat of some nightly Hollywood entertainment show was coming on talking about some things that happened during his tour.

Him disappearing after doing autograph signings to be specific.

He rolled his eyes at the story; a lady with medium length blond hair was reporting that 'the bad boy of pop music' went missing to party again. Burt's face showed a mixture of shock and 'WTF' and more shock. Blaine could only sit there awkwardly.

"You're a famous singer?"

"Yes sir."

Burt turned back to the television.

Anderson is on track to sell fifty million copies of hit song 'Like the Sun'; an achievement that'd make him the youngest artist to ever sell that many copies in such a span of time. There are talks that he will be lead in movie Escape, said to be released fall of 2013.

Blaine shook his head. "I won't be lead in that movie though. Logan might be if he plays his cards right."

Burt finally closed his mouth after staring from the television, back to his son's boyfriend, andback to the television again. He cleared his throat a few times and then proceeded to speak.

"That was you…"

Blaine almost laughed. "Yes sir. I'm Blaine Anderson, teen heartthrob and famous pop superstar. I know I look like crap compared to the guy on the television but I've been trying to lay low…. Actually get to enjoy some time being a normal kid. Kurt helps me to do that, and my sister Rachel does, and Finn… and I'm really happy here. So before you punish Kurt or cut my throat—"

Burt removed his baseball cap and scratched at this head as he cut the boy off. "Can't say I was expecting any of this…" he trailed off for a moment. Blaine looked around nervously, wondering if Kurt was still asleep or waking up at this very moment, freaking out because he had left without saying anything… well almost left. Burt cleared his throat once more, "What do you mean Logan is? Since when is that kid an actor? Or anything other than a pain in my ass."

Blaine allowed himself to smile now. "Well, I can count on both hands the amount of people that know I'm gay, including you." he sighed and Burt encouraged him to take his time.

Blaine smiled slightly with a small nod," I was stupid and allowed me and Kurt to get caught somehow, still not too sure, but Logan found out… as I was explaining to Finn. He said that either I leave Kurt alone and go on my way or he'd tell everyone about me..."

Burt reached for the remote and turned off the television as the young star continued.

"He'd tell everyone about me being gay. I was expecting that to be honest. I wasn't prepared to let Kurt go, sir. He means so much to me and when I'm with him it's like… I'm just really happy. I'm sure you're aware of this but you've raised a wonderful young man."

Burt listened quietly, his eyes never leaving away from the teenager across from him.

"And I'm sorry about going in his room," he lowered his head.

"Listen—"

"It's just that I was on the road for so long and we were talking for weeks. Then we finally get the chance to spend some time together and we decided to date and it's like this is happening, you know? I'd been waiting for him for a long time and then this was happening. I think I'm still in awe of it all."

"Yeah—"

"Then," Blaine started again, Burt smirking at the fact he wasn't getting a word in edge wise, "as soon as it happened I messed it up. I've been thinking about it today, when I was getting tutored and on the way to pick up Rachel afterschool. I think maybe I like it here more than I like being that guy on the TV. I could go to real school and have a life where I fit in—"

"You should talk to your parents about this, Blaine."

"Parent. My dad… but you're a lot easier to talk to I'm finding it."

"Really? I couldn't tell." Burt smiled. Blaine realized that he wasn't really giving the man the opportunity to participate much and apologized.

"It's just that he's always busy so he keeps me busy too—on the road and in the studio. Now that movie thing… I'll… I'll just shut up now."

"You're an interesting kid."

Blaine's face lit up at this in a confused albeit happy way. "I hope that's a compliment."

"It is. McKinley isn't probably the place I'd send my millionaire son. Especially if you're hiding the fact that you're gay, Blaine. This is Ohio for goodness sakes; a place where ignorant people are raising equally— if not more ignorant children, and I barely wanted my son to go back there."

"That's the thing. I don't want to hide it anymore. I want to be out and I want Kurt to be proud to be with me."

"Slow your roll kiddo." Burt interjected, inching forward on his seat. This wasn't the talk that he was looking to have with Kurt's new boyfriend when he found out about them, but this was way more important he felt. "I want you to understand just how much everything is going to change. I'm sure you've been closeted all this time for a reason right?"

Blaine's face dropped as he nodded. "My dad doesn't think I'll be able to handle it. He thinks… well maybe he knows that people will treat me differently because of my sexual orientation and the Blaine Anderson everyone loves and supports will be a castaway… just another gay kid that made a stupid choice in life."

Burt was quiet for a moment, soaking everything the young man had just said in. "And what do you think?"

After a moment, the singer cleared his throat and spoke. He was much more comfortable now than he was at the beginning of the conversation. It was weird because he thought he was seconds away from meeting Burt Hummel's shot gun, but now Burt Hummel was being an amazing voice of reason, something he really didn't have in his life.

"I think I will be just fine because I have Kurt, and he deserves to be with someone who isn't afraid to shout out to the world how beautiful he is… and I know he'll help me through this."

Burt nodded at the words before offering his opinion on the matter. "What I need you to do kiddo is something very simple." he placed his hat on his lap.

"I'm listening." Blaine said anxiously.

"Wait." Burt answered, ignoring the confused look on the boy's face. "That doesn't mean never come out, but take your time. I know Kurt isn't rushing you, is he?"

"No sir. He really is amazing," Blaine smiled. "He'd never force me out."

"And even though he's said absolutely squat to me about you I'm sure he thinks the world of you." Burt looked serious but the pop star could tell Burt had already forgiven Kurt for the slip up.

"I feel the same exact way about him. That's why I'd like to join him at McKinley; him, my twin, Finn, Puck and Santana, the rest of New Directions… I think these people are amazing and I want that high school experience where I get to date and take the guy I like to prom, watch them have fun in glee club… all of that." Blaine looked down at his hands now after removing his focus from Burt, "I understand what you're saying completely because I know… coming out and trying to live a normal life after being… being who I am… will be probably impossible. I just feel that the people I've met are worth the work."

Burt smiled, shaking his head at the whole situation. Was it weird that he actually liked someone his son was involved with? He thought a good time to do so was when his son was 30 and had began to have a love life. Sixteen wasn't in his initial plans.

"You know what kiddo," Burt started, "I guess it's ultimately your decision. I do want you to think about it before you make any rash decisions, and I would like you to go to your dad about this. You need to tell him everything—about Logan knowing and about you wanting to come out and it all."

"You're right." Blaine answered. "I'll talk to my father and to Rachel and Kurt… see what they think. I think ultimately I'll end up at McKinley. My tutor isn't very friendly and being homeschooled isn't something I've ever been fond of."

Burt could identify. His mother tried homeschooling him for a week growing up and the man wasn't having it. Though a few kids he knew preferred it, he didn't at all. "Talk to your dad. Or I'll talk to him… let him know I'm watching out for you."

Blaine smiled. "Wow, thank you. I will. I see where Kurt get's his wonderful from Mr. Hummel."

"Okay suck up… you may leave now."

They both laugh as Blaine stands up from the couch, grabbing his hoodie. Burt eased up from the recliner as well and took the hand Blaine was handing out for him.

"Thanks for the talk Mr. Hummel. It means so much. I really don't have anyone willing to give me the time."

Burt held his hand firmly. "That just changed for you kid."

….

Blaine managed to get back to his condo ten minutes before his 'curfew'. He took off running for the elevator in attempt to talk to James. Once he was inside, he pressed '3' and allowed it to carry him to the third floor.

He spent about a minute knocking on the door before his manager showed up; dressed in a bathrobe with his hair slicked back and bunny slippers. Blaine rolled his eyes. No wonder this guy couldn't get a date. Hot. Ass. Mess.

"Oh goodness. To what do I owe the pleasure?" James said with a huge overflow of sarcasm. Blaine tried to walk in but the heavy set man blocked the doorway perfectly.

"Let me in. This is serious."

"You're in trouble aren't you?" James questioned seriously.

Blaine shook his head no. "Not trouble… but I can use a lot of help." James rolled his eyes; stepping inside to let the boy enter.

"What is it now, Blaine? We've only been here three good days so if you're in trouble I'm letting your dad know, and back to California we will go."

"That movie…" Blaine answered shortly. He took a seat on the arm of the couch as James stared at him expectantly.

"Yeah you're in." he replied in a rather confused way. James had spent so long making sure that everything was set and that it was a go. Anthony had even promised him a nice raise if he could get this done and he had. Now that Blaine was bringing it up out of the blue the man was caught off guard. "Filming starts at the end of May. I just finished reading the script… heart wrenching and emotional." he mocked smiled.

"I can't do it." Blaine said quietly. He knew his manager would probably have a full on heart attack but Kurt didn't want Logan to force him out the closet so he decided to abide by that; giving the jerk what he wanted. It sucked that he'd probably get in trouble because of it, though.

James smiled as he shook his head in amazement. "Excuse me?"

"I can't do it, James. I want to explain why but you won't understand. I found a replacement though."

"Who? Seriously, Blaine, who better? Your father demanded that you get this role and we spent all that time auditioning and the director loves you. So after all of this who could you possibly have found that won't lose me my credibility and perhaps even my job?"

Blaine felt like crap and he didn't even like James. Like not even in the slightest. "A friend of mine is willing to take over…. Listen, James. I'll explain everything to my father and everything will be fine. I need you to make this happen right now and I'll explain everything later. It's just… very important."

"I can't make anything happen without knowing who this guy is and knowing what the hell is going on, Blaine. Should I call your father? This is so out of nowhere—"

"I'll call him myself. He needs to hear from me that you aren't as big of a screw up as you actually are." James scowled at him but the boy continued, "And I'll let you and him meet up this weekend. I need to go."

"Before the weekend, Blaine. These people are preparing to film. I need to make moves as soon as possible if you're really backing out. Our name is on the line—"

"Fine," Blaine sighed, getting up off the couch. "Fine. Just please, please make this happen. I'll get in contact with him now and don't worry about anything. Everything will be perfect."

James shook his head, walking over to open the door for Blaine. He looked at the young singer as if the teen had lost his whole mind; putting him through this nonsense when he was finally able to relax knowing everything was settled, but Blaine didn't seem to be as bothered by losing out on pursuing an acting career as he should've been. James knew he didn't want more work on his plate anyway so Blaine was probably finding a replacement on purpose.

"Goodnight," Blaine said as he exited, not really waiting for a reply. He went down the steps instead of waiting for the elevator and heard his cell phone buzz, a message from his boyfriend popping up on the screen.

I woke up and you weren't in my bed. –Kurt

Blaine smiled. He really wished they were together even right now. That's how much he missed him.

Sorry :( you looked so comfortable I didn't want to wake you. I'm going to call you though babe. I just want to get in the shower first. –Blaine

Don't make me wait too long :( –Kurt

….

Blaine lay on the bed in his huge room after getting into some comfortable clothing. He held the phone to his ear and stared at the ceiling; preparing to tell his boyfriend what himself and Burt spoke about earlier that evening. Blaine was serious about everything he said, and Kurt's opinion would have a huge impact on his decision. Hopefully, the beautiful boy would be on board.

"So I've been thinking…" Blaine began before nervously trailing off.

"I'm listening."

Kurt's voice was melodic and just as sexy as it always was, and it put a smile on Blaine's face. The boy continued, breathing out his next thought carefully.

"While you were asleep and I was about to leave, your father and I spoke a bit. He—"

"Hold on… what? Are you okay? What happened?" Kurt cut in with fear obviously evident in his voice. The only thing running through his mind was his father threatening everything Blaine loved and it made Kurt a little more than scared.

"I'm fine babe I promise. We spoke though, and he was great. He… erm…" Blaine froze for a moment and Kurt waited patiently, "he found out about you and I because he overheard Finn and I having a conversation."

"Oh my goodness," Kurt placed his head on his desk where he sat doing homework.

"It wasn't so bad," Blaine reassured him. "I was just explaining to Finn what Logan wanted and Burt was there." Kurt groaned, "He said he was mad that I was in your room and we never told him about us but I spoke to him about everything we're going through… and a few things I'm about to talk to you about now… and he let me know that I should wait it out, talk to you and my dad, and make sure I was ready."

Kurt sat back up in his seat. This sounded serious and he was prepared to give Blaine his full attention. "What's wrong sweetie? Talk to me."

"Nothing too bad, I don't think." Blaine started, running a hand through his curly locks. "I was just thinking that maybe I could take a break from music and everything for a while. I mean my dad wants me to work harder because he thinks I won't notice that he hasn't been available but if I stay here, he'll be able to handle his business and I won't even care as much because I'll be with you and Rachel and everyone here."

"So-so you want to s-stay here? I don't understand, Blaine." Kurt put his pen down on the desk and began pacing around his room. "Permanently? What about your dad and … David. Everyone in Cali?"

"Dave'll be there when I visit. And if he wants to come here he can definitely chill a few days. No offense to my dad but he's too busy for me, Kurt. I like it here and I want to be with you and in McKinley with all you guys."

Kurt sighed. He wasn't even sure what to say or do with himself at the moment. "This is a major thing whether you're Blaine Anderson or some average everyday kid, sweetie. That place is full of rude, ignorant people."

"I have friends there." Blaine cut in, "I'll be fine. I have a boyfriend there as well."

"You're out of your mind baby."

"Well, that may be the case, but it's what I want and I'm telling James about us and my father. And Logan will get his part and he'll be able to enjoy all of this… this fame and shit I'm not crazy about, and I'll be able to enjoy you."

Kurt sat down on the edge of the bed staring down at his polka dot socks. "Come over and do my homework."

"You want me to sneak out?" Blaine asked incredulously.

"Will James know? He's on a totally different floor. My parents are in their room and me and Finn are about to sneak Rachel in. We watch movies in the basement when the rents are asleep. So if it isn't too much trouble—"

"Tell her I'll come pick her up okay babe?" Blaine hopped out of the bed to find something to wear.

Kurt smiled. "Thanks baby. I really want to talk to you in person about all of this."

"That sounds bad…"

"It's not," Kurt laughed, "Seriously, it isn't. We should just talk about it before you go any further. I want you to know that this is what you want. You're a teenage millionaire with millions of fans, many of which go to that school. Must I remind you of Mr. Schuester?"

Blaine snorted, "No. I understand that. But after a week people will be used to me and then I can enjoy you. There's only a few months left of the year anyway."

Kurt was quiet for a moment, considering all that was said. "Come over, please."

Blaine pulled on his jacket and grabbed his car keys. "I'll be right there, babe."