AN-Thank you all for reading/following/reviewing this story, you all are the best. So I am going to upload chapter four for you tonight. This is the longest chapter i wrote so far, i got carried away when writing this chapter. I hope that you all like it also. What did you think of last night GLEE. I felt so bad for Kurt and sad for Klaine. Can Ryan get them back together please. Enough with me talking on to chapter Four.
Chapter Four- School Musical
Kurt did not text him back that night, or talked to him the rest of the weekend. He did not talk to anyone about what happened at that bar, not ever Mercedes, he just told him that he had a good time and felt like he belong. He promised Blaine he would not say anything at all, but it still hurts that the guy he was in love with was gay, but everyone at school thought he was straight.
Monday mornings were the best for Kurt because it was the first day of glee and they would be getting there assignment for that week, and this time of year was the school musical. Kurt never got a lead, but sometimes he wished that he was able to, but he knew that he would never pull off a straight man role.
Mercedes was walking up to Kurt's locker.
"Hey Mercedes," Kurt said as she was walking up.
"You seemed to be a much better mood this week then last week, are you sure nothing happened at the bar Friday night. I knew that I should have gone with you." She said smiling.
Kurt was glad she did not come, he did not know how to tell her, and he hated lying to her when he knew that he wanted to tell her so much. "Nothing happened; I talked to someone from that school for boys, Dalton and just danced and left. Nothing really happened." Which was a lie, he knew it, but he just needed to keep telling himself nothing happened, that it was just a dream.
"Did you get a guys number?"
"No, I was not looking for someone to date." Because he was in love with someone else and now knew the truth about them.
"Right, and I do not want to date anyone also, I know you. This is senior year and we do not have boyfriends. You should have so gotten someone phone number."
"I should have, but I did not get one. So nothing happened, it was just a nice night to feel like I belong somewhere."
"Alright Kurt, well I am going to get to class, I will see you in glee."
"Sure."
She walked one way and he walked another way, he did not want to see Blaine at all, he was still trying to forget that night. As he was walking to his class he ran in to someone. Dropping all his books.
"Sorry" He said without looking up, and he just wanted to walk away.
"It was my fault, I was not paying attention." He knew that voice, it was Blaine. This was just wonderful, he ran into him. Like really ran into him. That was not something that he wanted to do, he was just trying to make it to class without seeing him.
"Sure, well I have class." He grabbed his books and walked away, without even looking back. He just wanted to get to glee, even though he would see Blaine there, he knew that his mind would be somewhere else when they were singing.
Classes were going on forever, it just seemed like they were never going to end. This was the longest day ever, and Kurt just wanted to leave, he wanted to know what the school musical was and even though he knew that Rachel and Blaine would get the lead, he needed to get a good role to put on his college applications.
Finally the last bell rang, and it was time to leave. Kurt walked over to his locker and there was Mercedes waiting for him.
"Kurt, I never thought class was going to end, so you ready to know what this year musical is going to be."
"I just hope there is a role where I can be supportive and have a good role, unlike last year where I got one scene role , Teen Angel, at least there I had my own singing role." That was the one good thing of playing teen angel, he got to sing.
"Well let's hope for a better role this year." Mercedes said grabbing his hand, "so you ready, do not want Mr. Suhue to get mad at us for being late."
"Sure lets getting going."
They walked into glee and took their seats, and Mr. Suhue was writing on the bored, Kurt was really hoping for a good musical this year.
"It is that time of year when we get ready for our school musical, and Blaine has something to tell us about this musical."
Everyone clapped, beside Mercedes and Kurt. Kurt was still acting as if nothing had happen between the two of them, but he was listening to what he was going to tell them about this musical.
"So this year I wanted to do something that would be a little out there. Last year when we did Grease everyone loved it, and I wanted to do that again this year. So I talked it over with Mr. Suhue and I think that we should do West Side Story."
Kurt could not help but listen harder, did Blaine just say that they were doing West Side Story.
Mercedes lend over to Kurt, "great so another musical where these two are going to be lead." Though Kurt was not listening, he was still confused into why he wanted to do this musical.
"I think this story is touching. It will show people that no matter where they come from, or who their family is, that they are able to find love anywhere."
Kurt's eyes were wide now; this was a strange choice for Blaine to pick because he is scared to tell anyone who he really is. Kurt could not sit there. He got up and walked outside. He just needed some time to think, and before he knew it Blaine was walking outside.
"Kurt, I was not done in there." He said.
"I do not care Blaine; do your musical, even though you do not understand it at all." Kurt said and walked outside to his car, he did not want to listen to anything that he had to say.
Kurt stayed in his car until Mercedes came to the car. "Kurt opens the door," she asked him.
"Sure Mercedes." He opened up the door.
"Are you alright, I have never seen you act like that before."
"Sorry I am just tired of him, I mean he just lies all the time." Which was so true, he just could not tell Mercedes what he knew.
"What are you talking about?" She asked, and then his phone went off, he looked to see who it was from, and it was from Blaine. Really? He was now texting him, he did not want to talk to him at all. He just wanted to be left alone. Though there was something telling him that he needed to answer it.
B-Did I upset you that much over the musical I picked, I thought that you might like it.
Kurt just could not think about liking this musical at all. Mercedes looked at him, giving him the look like who is that from. "No one, just my dad asking to get some dinner before I come home." Another lie.
K-Like it, you are nothing like Tony, you say that the musical is about being with the one you love and nothing matter, well that is not you Blaine, you care to much about who you are and what people think about you.
He sends the message, and started his car. "I do not know if I want to do the musical this year." Kurt told Mercedes as they were driving to her house. While he was driving his phone beeped again, and before he was able to get the phone Mercedes picked it up, and saw who it was from.
"Kurt, why is he messaging you," Kurt did not answer he just tired to get his phone back from her.
"Just give it to me," he had not told her nothing about him, she could not know, no one was allowed to know the truth, he promised Blaine. Right now though he really wanted to tell her the truth.
"Are you and Blaine friends now?' She knew for the longest time that he liked him, but he was straight.
"No, I do not know why he is messaging me, but if you give me the phone I will know."
"Now why would I do that? You should just tell me, or I can look at this message by myself." She was moving her hand over to slide it open.
"I promise I would not say anything, so I cannot tell you, but I really want to but I can't"
"Tell me what?"
"I just said that I could not tell you, please leave it at that. When I can I will tell you." He said trying to get his phone back.
"Fine, keep a secret from me; I was going to tell you something, but nope. I will see you later." She got out of the car after they stopped at her house, he waved bye to her. He really wanted to tell her.
His house was not that far at all, he knew that he wanted to see what Blaine wrote, but also he did not want to because he picked a musical out that was about being true to you, and he was not being true to himself.
Walking to the house, no one was home yet. Finn might have been somewhere with Quinn, and his father might be at the tire shop. Meaning he had the house to himself for a few hours. All he did was walk down the stairs into his room, and lay on his bed. Opening up his phone to see what Blaine's reply was.
B- I thought that it would be good, but I guess not. But that is the musical we are doing, and if you want to try out, they are tomorrow at four. I thought this would make you happy.
K-It does not make me happy Blaine, I like you and I want you to be true to yourself, and I understand you are trying to do that with this musical, but you are lying to everyone that matters to you. I will not tell, but I do not know if I can be in a relationship that no one knows about. It is my senior year I should be happy.
B-Sorry, well I am just going to go. I know I will see you tomorrow, and after that maybe Friday at the bar :)
K-Maybe, who knows. It was fun hanging out with you, without all the popular people around.
He did not know if he wanted to go out again, it was nice hanging out with him without him scared to be whole he really was, but he wished that he would just tell everyone the truth. He knew that it was hard to come out, Kurt was scared when he came out; he pretended to be in love with Rachel Berry so no one knew the truth about him. Many people did not mind who he was, some people though hated the fact.
It was around midnight when he heard his phone go off, he laid there trying to think who would be messaging him this late at night. He did not want to grab his phone at all. Though something was telling him to grab it, he leaned over to the edge of his bed and grabbed his phone off the charger and saw that it was from Blaine. Shouldn't he be sleeping at this time of night?
He opened his phone to see what Blaine wanted.
B-I need your help.
K- You know what time it is?
B-I do, but you are the only one I could ask for help.
K-Just me, don't you have all your popular friends?
B- I do, but I cannot let them know where I am, I wanted to know if you could pick me up.
What has he gotten himself into that he could only text Kurt, so many bad thoughts popped into his head?
K- Where are you?
B-At the bar, my car broke down.
It was only his car that was not as bad as what he was thinking. He did not want to get up, but he knew that he could not leave him there. Since he did not want anyone to know about him, that was the reason he had messaged Kurt.
K-I will be right there.
B-Thank you.
He got dressed, he did not brother doing his hair since he was just picking him up, he wished that Blaine did not go out, after he walked to his car and got in it, it took him about twenty mintues to get to the bar. When he got to the parking lot he found Blaine standing by his car. He parked his car next to him.
"Blaine, what is wrong with you car?"
Blaine looked up, he saw that Kurt came. He was a little scared that he was not going to show up at all, it was good that he did. Kurt was a real friend, if that what he was. He did not know what to call him at all this time, but a friend was something that he would love to call him.
"I do not know, it just will not start, does not crank or anything. And I know that it is not the battery at all. I think they started or alternera died."
Kurt did not know what he was talking about at all; he just looked at Blaine, saying that it was not the battery, so he would not be able to jump it.
"So it will not start at all, nothing you can do?"
'Nope, I am going to have to leave the car here, do you think you can give me a ride home." He had a smile on her face.
"I guess." He said walking back to his car waiting for Blaine to get in. He still did not understand why he was doing this.
"Thanks again Kurt, I am happy that I was able to call you." He smiled.
"Sure Blaine, it is late though. Why were you are the bar on a Monday?"
Blaine just looked at Kurt; he did not know what to tell him at all. He took a big breath, and thought about what he was going to tell Kurt, he did not want to lie to him.
"My father pissed me off, so I left the house and came over here, this is the only place I can feel safe. I do not go to Rachel's because all she wants to do is practice something for glee. So coming here I can drink and get my mind off things."
"Why did your father pissed you off?"
"It's the same thing over and over again, why am in glee, why don't I do something that is not girly at all. Just imange what he would think if I told him the truth about me."
"Sorry Blaine, so I take it that you do not want to go home tonight then?"
"I have a hotel room in my name already; you can just take me there. They see me there at least twice a week."
"I will take you to my house, my father is sleeping and leaving early to go to DC, so it will just be you and me. Well Finn will be there also, but he is always in his room."
Kurt did not know why he just told Blaine he could stay at his house; he just did not understand where that came from. But he did not like the idea of him staying in a hotel room.
"I cannot do that, I do not want to barge in."
"You are not; I am asking you to come stay. The idea of you being by yourself in a hotel room does not sound fun."
"Fine, I will stay." He said with a smile, Kurt did not know what to think about this at all, he looked at his clock it was almost three in the morning. He needed more sleep.
Around three fifteen in the morning they got back to Kurt's house. Blaine had seen this house before, but did not know that it was Kurt's house. 'This is really nice." He told Kurt as he was getting out of the car.
"Thanks, my father told me that my mother fell in love with this house because of the porch."
"She has good taste, thanks again for coming to get me." He said, as Kurt opened the front door.
"Follow me, and do not say a word."
Blaine did as Kurt said, and walked him through the living room to a set of stairs that lead downstairs. As he walked into the room he looked around, it was wonderful. Thinking that Kurt had to spend a lot of time on this room, Kurt walked back up stairs and closed the door.
"You can talk now if you want to. Also you can take the bed, I will sleep right over there."
"I cannot take your bed, I will sleep over there." Blaine said as he was moving over towards the couch in the room. Kurt wanted to say something, but he had already laid down on the couch and looked to be almost asleep.
Kurt walked into his bathroom and just stared at himself thinking what he had gotten himself into. He never broke the rules of the house, and since he was gay he was not allowed to have some guy sleep over. There was just something about Blaine though; he did not know what it was though.
He walked back to his bed after he changed and Blaine was still laying there on the couch, he was passed out. Kurt just stared at him; he just did not know what to do anymore. He was madly in love with Blaine, but he could not say anything to him at all, he acted as he was straight, and Kurt was going to let him be who he wants to be, he would not force him to do something that he does not want to do.