Authors notes: i hope you like the chapter :)

I updated the last chapter a little bit so if you find something confusing that might be why.

blaine was stood at his locker with.. what was his name? seamus? stevie? sean? Sebastian? Sebastian.

he was in Blaine's math class and they immediately become good friends. Sebastian was in the school football team and loved sport.

he was rambling on about a game coming up and how they needed all the practice they could get.

blaine was pulled out of his reverie when he was pushed up against his locker. the push wasn't hard enough to actually do any damage but he was shocked from the sudden action.

"don't ignore me hobbit" it was karofsky. blaine knew from everything kurt had told him that he should be careful around karofsky. but something about him didn't scare blaine. sure, he was intimidating and probably had a knife in his pocket. but he just didn't give off that kind of vibe. blaine realised that karofsky must have been speaking to him but he was day dreaming.

"i said. did you tell him?" blaine knew karofsky was talking about kurt. Sebastian pushed karofsky off of him.

"see you at practice karofsky" he said. his voice was stern. karofsky glared at blaine, his eyes flickered to Sebastian and back to blaine.

"this isn't over, hobbit" blaine just glared back at him. he knew any of karofsky's friends could jump his bones and give him a broken nose instantly, but after hearing about karofsky's story and how he wouldn't be like he is if it wasn't for his brother, he didn't scare blaine. he did, he scared the shit out of blaine. but there was something that made blaine feel stronger.

after karofsky had walked off, gang members following, he turned back to Sebastian.

"thanks for that. although i could've handled it myself" blaine said. he smiled at his new friend.

"no problem. dave can be a dick sometimes." blaine scoffed and walked down the corridor with Sebastian.

kurt had heard of karofsky's out burst on blaine, things spread fast around McKinley.

he was pissed. why couldn't karofsky just leave him alone.

kurt was walking through the corridors looking for karofsky. he had only known blaine for four days now but he felt it was his job to protect blaine. everyone was glancing at kurt as he practically stormed through the corridors. they made sure not to get in the way of him. they knew kurt hummel.

he saw karofsky standing at the end of the corridor and ran to him.

he pushed his shoulders into the locker with all of his strength. everyone was watching the scene, not daring to get involved.

finn and sam was also watching, prepared to jump in before things got out of hand.

"stay away from blaine!" kurt shouted in his face. karofsky just laughed at kurt's reaction to the new boy.

"don't get so attached kurt. you only want in his pants. you'll get bored off him eventually" karofsky sneered. kurt didn't see what was funny. he pushed karofsky even harder into the locker and he tried to hide the pain that shot through his back.

"don't mess with me karofsky!" he shouted back. everyone's eyes were glued to the scene. everyone knew of the rivalry between kurt's gang and brad karofsky's.

"i don't know why you care so much. s'not like you to care about people is it? what's different about blaine?" david was mocking kurt and kurt was pissed. he knew the boy was nothing like he played out. he wasn't like his brother but he tried to be.

"don't even say his name karofsky!" karofsky laughed through the pain, trying to look hard. he pushed kurt's arms away.

"come on kurt. be a good boy. you don't want to end up like mommy do you. lying there in a hospital bed." karofsky laughed at kurt and cracked his knuckles. getting ready for a fight.

kurt lost all control. he launched himself at karofsky but before he do any real damage, two arms were pulling kurt away from karofsky.

finn and sam pulled at kurt's arms, trying to pull him back. they left the corridor full of teenagers and out into the parking lot.

"calm down, buddy" sam said. he rubbed kurt's shoulder and tried to calm him. kurt took a couple of deep breathes and tried to relax.

"i need to get him back. i have to. and i need your help.." kurt explained. he was running his fingers over his tattoo on his wrist. it comforted him a little bit, it always had. he called puck and the girls to get them together and explain what he had in store for karofsky.

"please don't do anything stupid kurt" blaine was saying. it had been three days since kurt and karofsky's little scene in the corridor and kurt was refusing to tell blaine what he was going to do. blaine knew it would be dangerous and could probably get kurt arrested. after the day they met they spent as much time together as possible. it was usually at night when kurt wasn't out causing trouble with his gang.

"just calm down blaine. seriously" kurt laughed slightly at blaine. they were sat on Blaine's bed and had been doing homework. well, blaine had been doing homework, kurt just sat there talking.

"i just don't want you to get hurt" blaine bit his lip. was that to much?.

"well you don't have to be so worried. i do this kinda thing all the time" his words were supposed to make blaine feel better but they didn't. they did the exact opposite.

Blaine's phone rang but he didn't move to get it. kurt sighed and reached over blaine to grab it. Blaine's heart fluttered franticly at how close they were.

kurt looked at the caller ID an raised an eyebrow.

"Sebastian smythe? why does he have your number?" kurt looked up at blaine through his lashes. his pink highlights catching perfectly in the light and making him look flawless.

"we're friends" blaine shrugged it off and kurt narrowed his eyes at him.

"why would you hang out with him? he's a total dick" blaine knew there was something kurt wasn't telling him but he ignored it.

"i hang out with you don't i?" blaine smirked as he took the phone from kurt's hand.

"shut the fuck up and answer it" kurt said. they enjoyed winding each other up so much. blaine stuck his tongue out and kurt threw a pillow at him. the pillow knocked the phone from Blaine's hand and as blaine went to grab it, kurt snatched it with his mad ninja skills. you learn a thing or too when you have to fight practically all the time.

"hello" kurt said into the receiver.

blaine tried to take it from him but kurt just pushed him onto the bed, straddling his hips so he couldn't get up.

"hey, is that you blaine?" Sebastian asked. kurt narrowed his eyes although Sebastian couldn't actually see him.

"no, it's kurt"

"kurt as in kurt hummel?" kurt loved how the excitement from Sebastian's voice faded when he realised who he was speaking to.

blaine tried to struggle under kurt's grasp but kurt just took both of his wrists in one hand and pinned them above Blaine's head. blaine realised how turned on he was and that if kurt moved down a little bit, he would be able to feel his hard erection. which was a bad thing because kurt would never let him live it down.

"yup that's me." kurt smiled through the phone.

"is blaine there?"

"yer. can i leave a message?"

"can you put him on?"

"i would but we're a little busy. if you know what i mean" blaine blushed at kurt's words and kurt just winked at him.

but Sebastian knew kurt well and he knew he was just trying to pull his leg.

"fine. just tell him that I'll see him tomorrow"

kurt didn't say anything else. he just hung up.

he looked at blaine who was looking up at him. his hazel eyes filled with an emotion kurt couldn't recognise.

"what are you two doing tomorrow?" kurt asked him, a little jealous.

"McKinley titans have a game and Sebastian asked me to go watch. why? you jealous?" blaine asked him mockingly. he practically read kurt's mind. kurt just laughed at him, avoiding the question.

kurt smiled at him flirtatiously. he glanced over to the alarm clock on Blaine's bed side table.

"i should get going" kurt said. deep inside he didn't want to go. he wanted to stay there with blaine. blaine became worried again and kurt just laughed at him.

"be safe though. i don't want to wake up tomorrow to find i have to walk to school because you're in an emergency room" blaine tried to make it into a joke but his voice gave him away.

"you don't have to worry about me" kurt said. he was still sat on top of blaine.

"but the thing is i do" blaine said. his heart was still fluttering immensely because KURT HUMMEL IS SAT ON TOP OF ME! the words kept flying around his head and he couldn't help but keep falling madly for the boy.

kurt kept repeating the words over and over in his head like a mantra.

'come on kurt. get a grip. you don't like blaine. kurt Hummel doesn't fall in love'.

but the truth was that kurt was falling for blaine. every second they were apart all he could think about was blaine.

and this worried kurt. he didn't want to fall for blaine. he couldn't.

kurt sighed and climbed off of blaine. he grabbed his bag and pulled it over his shoulder.

"call me when you get back. i want to know you're ok" blaine said, sitting up and stretching his arms.

"i'm going to get back really late. so you'll probably be a sleep" blaine nodded at him although he was mentally planning to stay awake until kurt came home.

"so do i get a good luck kiss?" kurt, going back to his old self, asked. blaine rolled his eyes at how hard kurt tried. it was kind of funny.

kurt took that as a no and with a quick 'good bye blaine' left his room. he walked down the stairs and met Blaine's dad in the hall.

"hello mr. Anderson. going somewhere special?" kurt asked him when he noticed that Blaine's father was adjusting his bow tie in the mirror.

"hey kurt. yes, actually I'm taking Alice out for dinner. it's our anniversary." kurt smiled at him. he loved Blaine's family almost as much as he loved his own.

"well have fun. good night sir" Blaine's dad smiled at him as he exited through the front door. he walked to his own house and entered the warm house.

he slipped off his coat and hung it up. he chucked the bag into the cupboard under the stairs and followed the smell of food into the kitchen where carol was cooking.

"hey sweetie" she smiled at him and he walked over and kissed her on the cheek.

he grabbed an apple and sat at the table.

"where's dad?" he asked as he took a bite.

"he had to work late. do you know where finn is?"she looked concerned and kurt felt a pang of guilt in his stomach. he knew how much burt and carol worried about kurt and finn getting in to trouble with the police or karofsky.

"he's with Quinn" she nodded at him, pleased with his answer. Quinn might hang around with bad ass' and be a bad ass herself. but she was sweet and every body loved her.

five minutes later finn walked in the door and sat at the table with kurt. carol placed a plate of food in front of them and they both stuck in.

"so what were you and kurt doing in your room?" cooper asked his little brother as they took a bite of their pizza.

blaine blushed as he remembered kurt sitting in top of him and how close they were. but they were just friends. very close just friends.

"nothing. why do you ask?" blaine asked. his mom and dad had just left for the night so they were all alone.

"because he's cute. and he was in your room. and the door was shut. he's also gay" cooper wiggled his eyebrows and blaine laughed at him.

"we weren't doing anything. don't worry" blaine said as he was still laughing.

blaine had come to the realisation that he had a crush on kurt and this worried him. he knew kurt would never reciprocate the feelings and he didn't want to ruin the friendship they had.

kurt was deep in thought. about blaine. he was developing a crush for the boy and was scared. kurt never got crushes. just sex. he had never even had a boyfriend before and he didn't want to hurt blaine.

"kurt. you're unusually quiet. what's up?" burt asked his son. kurt just smiled at him and shook his head.

the more he thought about it the more the realisation sunk in.

kurt Hummel had a crush on blaine Anderson.

finn shook kurt awake, trying to be as quiet as possible so he didn't wake burt and carol.

kurt slurred a little before opening his eyes.

"come on dude. it's midnight. let's get this show on the road."

kurt stumbled out of bed and chucked on a shirt. he walked down the stairs as quietly as he could and grabbed his car keys and the bag from under the stairs.

Quinn was waiting out side and she looked beautiful under the moonlight.

Quinn drove to sam's house first, then to puck's where Santana was. they drove down to the opposite side of lima knowing that if the got caught by someone from karofsky's gang they would be in deep shit.

Quinn pulled to a stop and everyone climbed out of the car, taking in the sight around them. it was dark with only the light from a few lamp posts further down the street.

"Quinn you stay in the car. sam and Santana you can handle the spray painting and me and puck will do the cars. finn you know what you're doing" they all nodded at kurt. kurt un zipped the bag and handed sam and Santana a can of spray paint. he handed puck a pocket knife and held one in his hand. finn got a can of petrol from the boot and pulled a box of matches from his pocket. kurt smiled to himself before they all split up. brad karofsky was 22 and had his own house. everyone in his gang lived on the same street and kurt knew who lived where. kurt and puck slashed all the tyres on every car that belonged to karofsky. and he had a lot of cars. puck slid the knife across the paint of the car to leave his mark. whilst puck and kurt were busying them selves sam and Santana were spraying the windows of karofsky's apartment. they spelt 'cock slut'. Santana laughed and sam just rolled his eyes at her immaturity.

"i think they're going to know kurt had something to do with it when they read that. he's a right slut" Santana said. sam laughed at her but tried to be quiet.

"don't tell kurt that. but have you noticed how he hasn't gone out and had sex in like two weeks?" sam asked her. she smiled to her before throwing her empty can in a bush.

"it's because of that blaine kid. he likes him. you can tell" sam was shocked at the thought of kurt fancying someone but when he pondered the idea he realised how painfully obvious it was.

finn was leaking the petrol in a straight line down the path. once the petrol was all gone kurt, puck, sam and Santana walked up to him.

"you almost done?" sam asked him. finn nodded and pulled the matches from his pocket.

he slid it across the box and a small flame appeared. he dropped it and the flame immediately began to grow bigger and bigger. Quinn drove the car the group and she jumped out.

"come on guys" her soft voice chimed. they got back in the car and Quinn began to drive.

blaine was laying in his bed. he couldn't sleep and he was waiting for kurt to come back. he would've text him but kurt had left his phone on Blaine's bed.

Blaine's brother cooper, had told him that his big sister would be coming to stay with them for a week and he couldn't wait.

as much as he tried to think about something else, his thoughts kept going back to kurt.

kurt put his seatbelt on and put the knife in his pocket. the road was empty and the car was silent.

Quinn dropped puck and Santana at puck's house before dropping sam off. and then kurt and finn. she pulled up outside of the house. finn was practically asleep and he ran, well tired to, in the house to his bed. kurt said his thanks to Quinn and she drove off again.

kurt glanced up to Blaine's bedroom window. the light was on and kurt knew that blaine had stayed awake for him.

he reached into his pocket to grab his phone so he could text blaine, but his phone wasn't in there. he grabbed the knife instead and it dug into his hand. kurt pulled his hand out of his pocket and stared down at the blood pouring out of it.

'shit' he thought. he walked over to Blaine's house and knocked lightly on the door. a few seconds later blaine opened it.

he smiled at kurt but when he noticed kurt tightly holding his hand close to his chest, it faded.

"shit kurt. what did you do?" blaine whispered. he pulled kurt into his house and led him towards the kitchen.

"stabbed myself" kurt shrugged. Blaine's eyes widened. did that mean he stabbed someone else? or had someone tried to stab him?

blaine shook away the thoughts and pulled out the first aid kit from under the sink.

after he bandaged kurt's hand up, they went up stairs. blaine handed kurt his phone.

"thanks Blainers" blaine rolled his eyes at the nick name as he switched off the light. his lamp and tv were on and they were the only light sources.

blaine sat on his bed and kurt followed suit.

kurt picked up the remote and handed it to blaine.

"what should we watch?" blaine asked him. kurt shrugged and blaine started skipping though all the movies that were playing.

in the end they decided to watch harry potter. they didn't know how but kurt ended up laying his head on Blaine's chest as they both slowly drifted off to a peaceful sleep...

Authors notes: hoped you liked the chapter. please review it and tell me what you thought.